Yoga master with mind control

She arrived at yoga five minutes late. Her long, red hair glistened as her sweat poured down her neck. She quickly fell into a downward-dog position. It would be great if there was a way to control her perception of time.

The instructor noticed her awkward posture, and smiled at her. He raised his head, spoke a phrase to help his yoga students fall into their positions better, and then walked through the classroom weaving in and out each bent-over student's path, touching the firm thigh of each woman who attended.

The cool tones and snug-fitting spandex that he wore exaggerated his tanned skin. He stood over her and gave her a shy, nervous smile.

He followed her and placed his hands on her hips. This exaggerated her triangular shape. Her hips were pushed back, and her butt was pressing into his groyne. On contact, she could feel the penis begin to harden. He pressed his hands into her hips and let out a small growl.

Get ready for the moment

The class was now focusing on the instructor and his worst student. They stood together in a very sexual manner. Her face was flushed and her nipples became hardened. Everybody could see her apparent arousal. Spandex does not hide any intentions.

He yelled the instructions to the class: they were to place their backs against a wall and watch him correct their form by mind control.

This is why people came to his classes. He would pick one woman to control each week and give his powers to. As they awaited their mind control porn, the lonely women raced to get up and sat against the wall.

He stood still behind her, his now erect penis resting on her stomach, with only two layers between them. Her vagina was becoming more wet as she could feel the heat pressing against her. In her rush to get to class, she had forgotten to wear pants and the fabric between her legs began to glisten.

The striptease

He suddenly backed away, and demanded that she remain put. Her heartbeat accelerated and she was unable to move. He was in complete control of her. He spoke to her in a deep voice. Stand up, take off your clothes.

She followed her lead and got out of her inverted posture. He turned her to face her and the rest of class. Slowly, her spandex shirt began to peel away from her skin. He commanded, "Linger on Your Breasts,"

She did it, running her fingers across her naked nipples, and she shuddered with delight as everyone else watched in deep fascination. Some of them began to touch themselves, as they became more aroused.

She took off her shirt and stood, her breasts exposed, looking into the amused eyes of her instructor. He ordered, dropping his hand to his fully erect penis. Then he took off his leggings and pulled them from his spandex shorts.

He ordered her to comply and she stood before the class fully naked, her fiery red pubic hair shining through the windows. He stroked his penis in a slow rhythmic manner that exuded total control and power.

Mind control power

She wanted to touch her own body so badly, but was unable. Her pussy was so wet, her juices were running down her inner thigh. He watched as the water was dripping down her leg. His eyes widened and he ordered her to straighten her legs, bending forward and resting her head on a table.

His entire class was able to see her vagina. He was slowly approaching her and she could see him stroking his own genitals. Her heartbeat was fast, and her vagina was practically boiling with excitement. "Grasp your feet and hold them tight."

His mind control was so powerful that she began to moan as her vaginal walls contracted, asking him to enter her. He grabbed one-finger from her clitoris and pulled it down to her anus.

"Lick it," he demanded. He demanded that she continue pushing, and she agreed. He pulled his finger from her mouth, pressed his penis tip to her labia, and then stroked himself in the same controlled manner, his penis throbbing.

As his pre-cum fell down her labial lip, she felt a tingling sensation of pleasure. She wanted to take her hands off her ankles and enjoy the pleasure, but his mind control was too strong. She refused to yield to her desires.

The climax

Her women companions were now insatiable with their sexual pleasure. Some had begun to pleasure each other, and the intoxicating scent of female musk and incense made the air thicker and more intoxicating. It was a dream-like atmosphere with the sounds of heavy breathing and moans.

As his cadence broke, she was forced to fall to the ground and gaze up at his strong form. He rolled his eyes and pulled his neck back, and splashed all over her face.

Instinctively, she opened her mouth and let the milky fluid run down her throat. The women at the back raced to her, licking her body and enjoying her company.

He watched the moaning masses of women swaying and grinning from above, as he grinned at them. He instructed them all to "orgasm no." The entire class gasped and arched their backs as they were totally engulfed in their own orgasmic state.

He got up and left behind a pile of exhausted, sexually satisfied, naked women.