An Engineer's Mind Controlled Ordeal Ch. 1

With a perfect 4.0 GPA, aerospace engineer Alia Riscado was at the top of her class... until someone came to take her down a peg

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. All fictional characters engage in sexual acts and are aged eighteen and over.

The stunning Spanish American beauty had it all - flawless skin, lustrous brunette hair, and curves that made even the most studious engineering nerds take notice. But it was her brilliant mind that truly set her apart.

With a perfect 4.0 GPA, Alia Riscado was at the top of her class in the rigorous aerospace engineering program. She'd already lined up a job at a high paying company upon graduation and was the project lead for the university's prestigious engineering club. Under her leadership, the team was favored to win the national engineering competition that year.
Alia knew her worth and carried herself with an air of superiority. She had little patience for anyone she deemed beneath her, which was just about everyone. With her haughty attitude and sky-high standards, Alia rejected numerous advances from enamored male classmates, often scoffing at the mere notion of a boy trying to ask her out.
Jason Newberry, a freshman engineering student, had been harboring a secret crush on Alia for months. Whenever he tried to approach her, she'd shoot him down with cold, cutting remarks.

At club meetings, Alia would incessantly criticize Jason's work and tear apart his ideas in front of everyone. She treated him like an incompetent underling, always demanding rewrites and revisions. It was obvious she didn’t respect him in the least.
Jason had finally had enough of Alia's crap. Despite her horrible attitude, he still found himself immensely attracted to her and it was no surprise why; with her curves and beauty yet intellect, Alia was a nerd's dream. Jason wanted her more than ever, but he knew Alia would never willingly give him the time of day.
So Jason decided to take matters into his own hands. He concocted a devious plan to make the stuck-up Alia submit to his deepest, darkest desires. Jason just happened to be an amateur hypnotist on the side. He'd been practicing the art for years and had become quite skilled at putting people under his spell.
Jason knew he needed to get Alia alone if his plan was going to work. Hacking into the club's email account, he sent Alia a message, pretending to be the club president. The message claimed that Jason had created a new invention that could revolutionize their project, but he was being cagey about the details. The president wanted Alia to meet with Jason privately to see the invention for herself and smooth over any issues that arise. Frustrated at having to deal with her subordinate, but intrigued, Alia agreed.

The meeting was set for 9pm at Jason's dorm room. When Alia arrived, Jason invited her in, barely able to contain his excitement. "I'm glad you could make it," he said smoothly. "My invention is almost ready to be unveiled. I just need a test subject to run a final diagnostic. Would you be willing to volunteer?"

Alia hesitated, annoyed at being summoned here. But her curiosity was piqued. "I suppose I could spare a few minutes," she sniffed.

Grinning, Jason led Alia over to a chair. "Great, just sit here and relax. Put on these sunglasses - they're a crucial part of the process." Jason handed her a pair of glasses with swirling hypno-spirals on the lenses. As soon as Alia put them on, Jason activated the hidden hypnosis mechanism.

"I need you to focus on the spinning pattern and listen carefully to the sound of my voice," Jason intoned. He began murmuring soothing gibberish as the spirals spun faster. Within moments, Alia's eyelids grew heavy and her head started to droop. She was out like a light.

Jason kept Alia under for over an hour, methodically planting a series of erotic hypnotic triggers in her mind, each more humiliating than the last:

- When Jason said "Good girl," Alia would drop to all fours and act like an obedient puppy, panting, wagging her "tail," and letting Jason pet and grope her roughly.
- If he called her "Kitty," Alia would crawl around on all fours, meowing and purring, and rubbing her body against Jason like a cat in heat.
- The phrase "You need a thorough examination" would compel Alia to instantly strip naked, bend over, and spread herself open, submitting to Jason's probing fingers and tongue.
- And whenever Jason asked "Aren't you thirsty?", Alia would kneel and give him a sloppy, enthusiastic blowjob on the spot, gulping down his cum like it was nectar.

As soon as Jason finished programming the last of the hypnotic triggers into Alia's mind, he couldn't resist the urge to test a few out. But first, Jason brought Alia out of her trance. "How are you feeling?" he asked, watching her closely.

The Spanish beauty blinked in confusion. "I...I'm not sure. I can't remember what just happened. Did it work?"

"Oh, it worked perfectly," Jason smirked. "

“What do you mean-” she started, confused, but was interrupted halfway.

"Good girl."

Instantly, Alia transformed before his eyes. She dropped to all fours, back arched and ass raised high. Alia panted happily, her tongue lolling out of her mouth as she wagged her imaginary tail.

"Fuck, that's hot," Jason growled, palming his stiffening cock through his jeans. He pulled out his phone and began filming as he petted and groped Alia's prone body. She responded with puppyish whimpers and yips, loving the attention.

"What do you say, pup? Wanna show everyone what a good girl you can be?" Alia barked enthusiastically. Jason stripped off her clothes, leaving her in just her skimpy lingerie. He zoomed in on Alia's full B sized breasts, straining against the lacy cups of her bra. "Man, I bet everyone would love to use you as their fuck toy. You'd love that, wouldn't you, you little engineer slut?"

Alia whimpered needily, writhing on the floor. Jason turned the camera on himself. "As you can see, I've completed the prototype for our project," he gloated sarcastically, turning the camera to the horny Spanish mess on his dorm floor. "And the test subject seems to be responding beautifully!”

He crouched down and groped Alia's breasts, making her mewl. "Look at that - she's already primed and ready to serve. Who wants to give her a test drive? Plz comment and smash that like button if you think I should share the tech specs! And don't forget to subscribe!" Jason laughed.

Jason zoomed in on Alia's needy expression one last time before ending the recording. With a snap of his fingers, he restored Alia to her normal self, none the wiser. "Okay, I think we're all done for tonight!" Jason said brightly, as if nothing had happened. Alia got dressed in a daze, her mind still fuzzy.

"Thanks for your help, Alia," Jason said as he ushered her to the door. "The project is really coming along! I'll see you at the next club meeting." He winked as he sent her on her way. "Sweet dreams!"

A few days later at the engineering club meeting, Alia was in rare form. She ripped into Jason's presentation, picking apart every minor flaw and belittling him in front of the group. Jason seethed silently, biding his time.

After the meeting dispersed, Jason hung back, waiting for everyone to leave. Alia lingered as well, continuing to berate Jason. "Your work is garbage!" she spat. "I don't know why you even bother showing up!"

Once they were finally alone, Jason turned to face Alia with a cruel smile. "Oh, I think you'll find my work very...compelling." With a sadistic grin, he pulled the trigger. "Alia, you need to relax. Why don't you strip down and take a load off?"

On cue, Alia froze. A glazed expression fell over her face like a veil. Slowly, she began to peel off her clothes, revealing her flawless olive skin inch by tantalizing inch. Soon she stood before Jason in nothing but her underwear, her nipples visible through her lacy bra.

"Prettiest little fucktoy I've ever seen," Jason leered, openly ogling her body. He unzipped his jeans and pulled out his hard cock. "And guess what, baby? You're about to get a big mouthful of my dick."

Jason issued the magic words. "Aren't you thirsty, Alia?"

Alia dropped to her knees like a puppet with cut strings. "Thirsty..." she murmured. Her eyes zeroed in on Jason's engorged cock. Alia took it in hand and began to lick and suck it like a lollipop, quickly working up to stuffing it all in her mouth.

Jason moaned gutturally, savoring the erotic sight. Alia slurped and slobbered, making an absolute mess of herself. She looked up at Jason with big, pleading eyes, desperate to please him.

"Good girl," Jason growled. "Take it all like a good little cocksucker." He grabbed her head and started fucking her face in earnest, making her gag on his considerable length. Tears and mascara ran down Alia's cheeks and spittle dripped down her chin. She'd never looked more beautiful.

But Jason wasn't satisfied with mere degradation - he wanted utter humiliation. Timing it perfectly, he snapped his fingers, wrenching Alia out of her trance.

Alia blinked, her mouth still full of cock. She looked up at Jason in shock and horror, realizing the compromising position she was in. "Mmmphh! Mmphh!" she squealed, trying to pull back. But Jason held her firmly in place.

"You just love sucking my cock, don't you, Alia?" he sneered. "Like the dumb whore you are."

Alia shook her head frantically, eyes wide in panic. "Mmphh mmphh!" she protested, but it came out garbled around Jason's throbbing member.

"You know what I think? I think you secretly crave this. Bet you've been dreaming about choking on my dick all along. Admit it - you're nothing but my brainless fuckmeat."

Hot tears spilled down Alia's face as Jason forced her to deepthroat him. He hammered her throat relentlessly, making her drool and gag. With a sadistic smirk, he finally released her.

Alia yanked back, gasping and coughing. "You...you MONSTER!" she cried, her voice hoarse. "How COULD you, you sick fuck! I'll KILL you for this!"

"Aw, so touchy," Jason mocked. "I thought you wanted to please me! Guess you need another attitude adjustment, hmm?"

With that, he triggered her again. "Aren't you thirsty, Alia?"

Instantly, Alia's anger vanished. She smiled adoringly up at him and went back to slurping his cock like the world's filthiest popsicle. Her mascara was smeared and her lipstick was a mess, but Alia carried on like a porn star in the making.

Jason filmed the depraved show on his phone, making sure to get all the best angles. "Juicy cock-sucking lips, check. Overflowing eyeshadow, check. Disgusting slurping sounds, check and mate. This is going straight to the spank bank!" he chuckled.

Alia expertly tongued his slit, toying with his piercings and making Jason see stars. "Ah, fuck! Such a good little cum dumpster," Jason moaned. "I'm gonna paint your pretty face white!"

With a roar, Jason erupted, shooting rope after rope of hot jizz into Alia's eager mouth. Alia swallowed greedily, savoring every drop. She licked her lips and smiled at Jason like he hung the moon.

"Did I do a good job, sir?" she simpered, batting her lashes.

Jason stroked her hair affectionately. "Perfect, pet. Absolutely perfect."

Just as Alia preened at the praise, Jason snapped his fingers, breaking Alia out of her trance.

Alia blinked, suddenly aware of the compromising position she was in. She looked up at Jason in confusion and dawning horror, still on her knees in her underwear. "What...what the hell is going on?!" she screeched hysterically. "Why am I naked?! Did you...did you FILM this, you pervert?!"

Jason smirked, waving his phone at her. "Don't worry, I'll make sure to save a copy for the other poor nerds you've been a bitch to. You know, to remember you by."

Alia's face turned red in embarrassed anger. "You think you can get away with this? Just wait til I tell—"

But before she could finish the thought, Jason snapped his fingers again, banishing her momentary clarity. Alia swayed on her knees, blinking in befuddlement. "Wh-what's going on?" she asked blearily, pulling back. "Why am I on my knees? Did I trip?"

Jason tucked himself back into his jeans and helped Alia to her feet. "You just got a little worked up there," he said smoothly. "Guess I'm more intimidating than I thought."

Alia glared at him as she straightened her clothes with shaking hands. "In your dreams, asshole," she huffed. "I don't know what kind of weird power play this is, but it won't work on me. I'm done here."

With that, Alia turned on her heel and marched out, head held high. Jason just smirked as he watched her go. "Oh, I think it worked better than you know, princess," he murmured to himself. "But we'll save the next lesson for another day..."

Jason took out his phone and reviewed the footage of Alia's depraved blowjob. The sight of her slurping and slobbering over his cock sent a fresh surge of lust to his groin. "And in HD too," he chuckled darkly.

As Jason made his way back to his dorm, his mind buzzed with the delicious possibilities. He had the prissy ice queen under his thumb now. He could make her do anything - suck him off, fuck him, degrade herself in the most humiliating ways...and there was nothing she could do to stop him.

Jason felt a sinister grin stretch across his face. This was going to be the most entertaining semester ever. And Alia was going to learn her place as his submissive little fucktoy, whether she liked it or not.

He couldn't wait to see her smug expression crumble as he debased her further and further. Oh yes, he was going to savor every second of this...