Day 10: Hypnosis/Non-Con (Sir Pentious/Charlie)

Day 10: Hypnosis/Non-Con (Sir Pentious/Charlie)

***Trigger Warning - Non-consensual hypnosis leads to non-consensual sex with Charlie/Sir Pentious with some Egg boy noncon touching as well)

The hallways of the Hazbin Hotel were quieter than usual as Charlie made her way toward Sir Pentious's room. The day had been busy with all kinds of preparations for new guests, and Charlie, as always, was bubbling with excitement. She had been working on some new activities for the hotel and wanted to share her ideas with the eccentric, top-hat-wearing villain, hoping he'd join in or at least offer some colorful commentary.

Charlie's heels clicked softly on the floor as she neared his room, her golden blonde hair bouncing with each step. Her usual smile was plastered on her face as she knocked on Sir Pentious's door, her heart filled with her usual hope and naivety.

"Sir Pentious?" she called, her voice sweet and filled with optimism. "I've got some exciting new plans for the hotel I wanted to talk to you about!"

There was a moment of silence before the door creaked open, revealing the dimly lit interior of Sir Pentious's room. The air was thick with the scent of something almost musky, and Charlie hesitated for just a moment, her smile faltering as she stepped inside.

The room was decorated with lavish, old-world furniture, all in deep reds and golds, and in the center, lounging on a luxurious velvet chaise, was Sir Pentious himself. His yellow eyes gleamed in the low light, and his wide, sharp grin sent a shiver down Charlie's spine as he watched her enter.

"Well, well," Sir Pentious drawled, his voice a slow, snake-like hiss. "What brings our little princess to my lair?"

Charlie smiled, trying to shake off the odd feeling that crept up her spine. "I've been thinking of some new activities for the hotel," she began, her voice bright and full of excitement. "Things that could make it even more fun for our guests! I thought maybe you could help... or at least give your thoughts?"

Sir Pentious's grin widened, his long, lanky form shifting slightly as he sat up. "Oh, I'm sure I can offer some... thoughts," he replied smoothly, his voice dripping with hidden intent. He waved a hand toward the chair across from him. "Why don't you come closer, dear?"

Charlie's eyes sparkled with excitement as she stepped further into the room, her hands gesturing enthusiastically as she began to talk about her ideas. She didn't notice the way Sir Pentious's eyes followed her every movement, his gaze lingering on her with a predatory gleam.

As she spoke, Sir Pentious's long tail slithered slowly, almost imperceptibly, across the floor. His eyes narrowed slightly, focusing on her with an intensity that made the air in the room feel heavy.

"Come now, Charlie," Sir Pentious purred, his voice taking on a soothing, almost hypnotic quality. "You've been working so hard, haven't you? Why don't you relax a bit?"

Charlie blinked, her words faltering for a moment as she looked at him, her mind suddenly foggy. "R-relax?" she repeated, her voice softer, confused.

"Yes, relax," Sir Pentious continued, his eyes gleaming as he leaned forward slightly. His voice seemed to wrap around her, pulling her in, making her limbs feel heavy. "Just let go, my dear. Let me take care of you."

Charlie's head felt like it was spinning, her thoughts becoming muddled as she stood there, staring into his eyes. She knew something wasn't right, but her body wouldn't respond, wouldn't move. Her muscles felt heavy, like she was sinking into a dream, and before she could resist, her eyes fluttered shut, her body going completely still.

Sir Pentious grinned triumphantly, his tail snaking its way around Charlie's waist, pulling her gently toward him. "There we go," he murmured, his voice low and full of satisfaction. "Such a good girl."

With a flick of his wrist, the door to his room opened, and the small, round forms of his egg boys entered the room, their snickering filling the air. They surrounded Charlie, their eyes gleaming with mischievous intent as they looked up at her limp, trance-like form.

Sir Pentious leaned back in his chair, his yellow eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "She's all yours for now," he hissed, his grin widening as he watched his minions begin to undress her.

The egg boys wasted no time, their small hands moving quickly as they pulled off Charlie's clothes, piece by piece, revealing her pale, delicate skin. Her body remained limp, her breathing slow and steady, as if she were in the deepest of sleeps. Her golden hair fell in soft waves around her shoulders as they laid her down on the floor, her bare skin gleaming in the dim light of the room.

Sir Pentious's eyes gleamed as he watched the scene unfold, his long, forked tongue flicking out as he grinned. "Let's see how our little princess enjoys this," he murmured, his voice thick with dark amusement.

The egg boys crowded around her, their hands roaming over her body, teasing and touching her with eager anticipation. One of them crawled up between her legs, its small hands parting her thighs as it leaned in closer, while another one positioned itself near her chest, its fingers brushing over her soft skin.

Charlie's lips parted slightly, a soft, involuntary moan escaping her as her body responded to their touch, despite the trance she was in. Her mind was far away, lost in the fog of the hypnosis, but her body reacted on instinct, the pleasure building slowly inside her as the egg boys continued to explore her.

Sir Pentious watched with dark satisfaction, his fingers drumming against the arm of his chair as he let the scene play out. "Such a lovely sight," he hissed, his eyes narrowing in pleasure. "But it's time for the main event."

With a slow, deliberate movement, Sir Pentious stood, his tall, snake-like form unfurling as he approached Charlie's limp body. His long tail wrapped around her waist once more, lifting her gently off the ground as he pulled her toward him.

The egg boys scurried away, giving their master space as he positioned her against the wall, her legs hanging limply on either side of his coiled tail. Sir Pentious's grin widened as he looked down at her, his eyes gleaming with lustful intent.

With a flick of his wrist, his pants loosened, revealing the twin lengths of his double snake dick, both already hard and ready for her. He positioned himself carefully, one cock pressing against her slick entrance, the other sliding through her wetness before finding the tight ring of muscles at the back. A low hiss of pleasure escaped his lips as he felt the tightness of her body around him, her warmth enveloping both lengths as he thrust forward, filling her completely.

Charlie's body responded instinctively, her hips arching slightly, though her eyes remained half-lidded and distant, lost in the trance he'd put her under. A soft moan escaped her lips, the sound almost dreamlike as the pleasure built inside her, driven entirely by the actions of Sir Pentious and the power he held over her.

"Such a good little pet," Sir Pentious hissed, his yellow eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he began to thrust into her with slow, deliberate movements. The room was filled with the sound of his labored breath and the wet, slick noises of his twin cocks sliding in and out of her body.

Charlie's moans grew louder, her body trembling as the pleasure continued to build. Her mind, however, was still far away, unaware of the control Sir Pentious had over her—unaware of the pleasure her body was being forced to feel. The trance held her tightly, preventing her from fully understanding what was happening, but her body responded in all the ways he wanted.

Sir Pentious grinned wickedly, his thrusts growing rougher as he held her body in place with his coiled tail. His grip tightened on her hips, pulling her down onto his cocks with each thrust, driving deeper into her, making her moans fill the room.

"You'll come for me, my little puppet," he hissed, his voice low and filled with dark satisfaction. "You'll come, and you won't even know why."

With each thrust, Charlie's body grew more tense, the pleasure building to an unbearable level as Sir Pentious took her harder and faster. His cocks slid in and out of her with a brutal rhythm, filling her completely, leaving her trembling in his grasp. She gasped, her breath coming in short, desperate bursts as her body was pushed to the edge.

Finally, with a final, hard thrust, Sir Pentious groaned, his body tensing as he came deep inside her. Both of his lengths twitched and pulsed, filling her with his release as her body shuddered in response, her own pleasure finally cresting in a trance-induced orgasm. Her muscles clenched around him, her breath catching as the overwhelming sensation washed over her.

Sir Pentious watched her with a predatory grin, his hands still gripping her hips as he rode out the last waves of pleasure. His twin cocks twitched inside her, still pulsing as he released the last of his seed into her trembling body.

When it was over, Sir Pentious pulled out slowly, watching with satisfaction as his release dripped from between her legs, her body limp and spent. His grin widened as he stepped back, adjusting his clothing with a flick of his wrist.

"You've served your purpose well, little princess," he hissed, his voice filled with dark amusement as he looked down at her limp form. "But, as always, no one can know."

With a sharp whistle, the egg boys scurried forward once again, their eyes gleaming as they surrounded Charlie's limp body. They moved quickly, dressing her in the clothes they had removed earlier, their small hands working efficiently as they redressed her as though nothing had happened.

Sir Pentious watched with amusement, his eyes narrowing slightly as the egg boys finished their work. "Take her back to her room," he commanded, his voice cold and authoritative. "Make sure no one sees her."

The egg boys nodded eagerly, lifting Charlie's still-limp body with surprising care as they began to carry her out of the room. Sir Pentious's grin widened as he watched them leave, his hands folding behind his back as he chuckled softly to himself.

"This wasn't the first time, little princess," he murmured to himself, his yellow eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "And it certainly won't be the last."