Ludella Hahn – Controlled by the Mad Magician

 

Ludella Hahn – Controlled by the Mad Magician

Ludella has come to the Department of Magical Affairs to try to get her license to perform magic back (after having lost it when she made an entire birthday party disappear.) She huffs and puffs as she sits in the waiting room filling out the paperwork. “Ugh..all the gosh darn hoops they’re making me jump through just to be able to perform magic…and all because of a silly little mistake! I can’t believe they revoked my license because of a little…mass…disappearance. I mean, there are mass disappearances all the time! People just vanish into thin air! It’s nothing to revoke a license over. And now they’re making me reapply as if I never had my license to begin with!” She seems to have zero regard for the lives of the people she accidentally vanished, and continues to huff and puff and fidget her swiss dot pantyhose legs–crossing and recrossing and squirming in her chair as she attempts to fill out the paperwork with a broken pen.

The POV Director of the department comes into the waiting room to find her still huffing, though she quickly changes her tune when she sees him and gives him a big smile. “Hi! Yes, I have the paperwork all here for you.” She hands it over to him and he rifles through the pages as she sputters on about how it was just a silly little mistake and that her license should have never been revoked. When she realizes he’s not going to agree with that line of thinking, she decides some visual bribery might do the trick. She offers him her business card so that he can contact her with any questions, but really it’s just a ploy for her to show him her ASSets in the hope of making him more agreeable to her.

“It’s just in my top hat down here, so uh, let me just reach down in here and oh my…let me just…mmmm…” She shakes her big booty back and forth, wiggling sensually and giggling to give the director a good long peek at her behind. And then she loses any subtly she might have initially aimed for when she starts shaking it up and down, pulling her tiny dance shorts up higher to reveal even more of her juicy booty. “Woooo…wooo!” She gyrates her hips around and slaps her big butt…then bounces up and down to jiggle and twerk. “Ooooh….is my entire backside showing? Hmmm…as you can see…performing magic on stage means everything to me…everything…” She flirts. “It turns out I can’t find one of those cards…” She grins, standing back up and readjusting her coattails.

“Really? You’re giving me the opportunity to get my license back?” She beams, excited that her bottom shaking might have helped. “All I have to do is make a rabbit appear out of my hat? OHH! Thank you so very much! I really really appreciate it, Director! Well, I can certainly do that! It’s such a simple trick. You won’t be disappointed. This is going to be the best rabbit you’ve ever seen!” She giggles gleefully. She picks up her top hat and waves her wand, putting on a show, but when she taps the hat nothing appears, even though a golden glow swirled out from her wand. “Hmmm…It’s got to be in here, I swear! I just need to look a little bit–” She puts down her wand and begins reaching into the hat, grunting with effort as her whole arm seems to disappear inside. “Come on, where are you, rabbit?” She mumbles to the nonexistent rabbit. Then she reaches her whole head into the hat and when she pulls herself back out, she has bunny ears on her head, a big fluffy tail, and a carrot in her mouth. “Huh?” She looks herself up and gone. Her coat has disappeared and she’s now standing in front of the director in just her corset and dance shorts, somewhat resembling a Playboy Bunny.

“A mistake? Uh…no…I uh…MEANT to that. You said you wanted me to pull a rabbit out of my hat…well…TADA! A rabbit!” She kicks a leg up theatrically with an over-the-top grin. When the director doesn’t fall for her little white lie, she huffs and begins to try to make the argument that it was a simple mistake and that he just asked for a bunny so she became the bunny, and when that doesn’t work, she tosses her carrot and hat off to the side and admits her mistake. “Okay, okay. I know…I messed up…it was a mistake. But still…sending me back to magic school and me to be an assistant AGAIN…that’s just unnecessary…”

When the director doesn’t agree with her and tells her she’ll be HIS assistant in order to make sure she does the work, she becomes quite bratty and stomps her foot. “What authority do YOU have to do that? And you’re not even a very good magician so how would that be beneficial to me whatsoever… And besides…I’m a magician! I’m a real magician! I went to magic school already and I have been performing magic for years now, so it’s unfair to make me go through all of that again. No, I’m not going to do it. Just take my paperwork and file it through so that I can be a magician again.” She whines some more which prompts the director to want to teach this bratty (untalented) magician a lesson, so he takes out his wand and points it at her.

“Are you threatening me with your wand?” She laughs, calling him a bad magician again and telling him in a very matter-of-fact tone that he’s not allowed to use magic in there as those are the rules (which irks him even more.) He waves his wand at her and she’s hit with a mesmerizing spell. Her body stands up straight and she stares ahead blankly, awaiting her programming. “Yes, Master. I must OBEY. I will be the best magician’s assistant there ever was. I will be obedient. I will obey.” He makes her walk around the room with her arms straight in front of her like a mindless zombie repeating mantras of her obedience. “I will be a good girl. I must obey my Master…” He has her stand back in place again after a while of that and then looks her curvaceous body up and down. “Yes, Master. I understand. When you snap your fingers, I will return to my normal personality, but I must obey.”

He snaps his fingers and Ludella’s eyes blink as she seems to come to. “What just happened? Did you use magic on me…?” She looks around nervously. “What did you say to me? Chew on my carrot and lick it? That’s a weird thing to say…I’m not–that seems like sexual harassment to me honestly…” She says brattily, but POV waves his wand to point to the carrot and Ludella begins to hop like a bunny over to the carrot. “You think I’m just going to hop over there and lick that carrot for you?” She says with disbelief, but then her body is already obeying his commands. “Oh!” She moans. “How is this happening…” Lick, lick.

She licks the carrot up and down, going back and forth from moaning to fighting it. She licks and licks suggestively. “This is…mmmm…highly….mmmm…inappropriate! Stop…mmmm…I don’t want to do this…mmmmm…” After making her lick the carrot for quite some time, he then commands her to shake her booty for him. “I will not–hey! Stop it, booty! Stop!” Her big behind has already begun shaking for him. She starts slapping it and wiggling some more. Then he makes her strip off her dance shorts for him. “No, no. Someone could walk in here at any minute and it wouldn’t look savory…GASP!” She realizes she’s already pulled them down. “You and your damn wand! Oh, stop it. Stop obeying him, body!” She shakes and wiggles and slaps her ass in her satin panties. “This is humiliating…” He makes her hand him the dance shorts and she does so obediently, but her mouth is still going off a mile a minute about how wrong he is to do this, so he waves his wand to freeze her in place. She stands stiff and staring unblinkingly ahead, an expression of concern frozen on her face. He waves his wand to move her limbs like she’s a marionette doll and he’s the puppet master. Her arms flies up and freezes in place, then the other arm, then a leg, and then he moves his wand downward and they all fall back into place, unfreezing her.

She looks around nervously, aware that he’s made his point of the control he has over her. He waves her into a pinup pose. Her body obeys. He comes in to look her over closely. Then he makes her spin around for him a few times so he can see her from all angles. She obeys, smiling nervously and rocking her hips from side to side as she turns. “It starts now? Okay…but don’t you think…yes, yes, you’re right. I’ll be a good girl because I want to be a magician again…and you obviously have the control…” He makes her sit down and tells her they’ll be doing the head in the dagger box illusion. Extreme nervousness washes over her face and she tries to beg him not to do it, but she’s reminded that she must be a good girl and obey if she wants her license back, so she smiles nervously and agrees to do it, even though her crossed pantyhose legs are shaking.

He puts the box on her head. “It’s been a long time since I’ve been in something like this…” She’s extremely nervous and her legs are shaking, which makes her whole body shake, including her ample bosoms. He slides the sword right in front of her face, barely grazing her nose and she screams in fear, shaking all over. He walks around her to get a nice long view of her in this perilous predicament from many angles while she begs for him to remove the sword. When he pulls it out, she breathes a sigh of relief, hoping that was the end of the trick, but then he slides the front of the box down so that her head is completely encased inside the box. “No…no! Help help!” She begs. He slides a sword into the side of the box and she screams. Her legs shake and twitch and kick nervously, giving wonderful views of her curvaceous legs. “No no no! Not another…” She begs.

He slides a 2nd sword into the opposite side of the box, crossing with the other. She screams again and twitches and struggles more intensely. “Let me out! Let me out!” He walks around her as she squirms like a damsel in . Then he comes back in close and pulls out the front of the box. Her head has disappeared! But we can see the 2 swords inside. She panics and stands up. “Let me out of here! I can’t see anything!” She walks blindly around the room with a box for a head, begging for help as she struggles, reaching her hands in front of her. She finally sits down and crosses her legs again as instructed, twitching nervously. He replaces the front of the box and pulls one of the swords out. As he does, she begins wildly kicking and moaning almost in ecstasy from the release. “Whoa! Yes Yes! Take the other sword out! Please! Wow wow WOWIE! Yes! YES! YES!” She moans and breathes heavily, continuing to kick her curvaceous legs wildly about in climactic relief when he removes the 2nd sword.

He removes the box from her head and she returns to her hammy over-the-top self, jumping up and pretending to bow to an audience. “I’m free! I’m free! Thank you! Thank YOU!” She giggles and grins, bowing theatrically. This irritates the Director, so he hits her with a fainting spell and she falls limply into his arms. When she looks up at his face, she screams in fear. He pulls his cape over her and makes her disappear. When he pulls away, nothing is left of her but her top hat and bunny ears. What does this mad magician have planned for his new damsel puppet?