Fill: Unseen 5/?
anonymous
May 3 2014, 00:09:13 UTC
“P-please,” Sam said, her eyes closing. “Need you - so bad - Mistress.”
“Music to my ears,” Mistress replied, tweaking Sam’s nipple. “You almost make me want to reconsider. But … no. Even I do not have infinite patience.” Mistress reached to the side and brought up the pocket watch again. Sam’s eyes were still only half-lidded as she fixed her gaze on it, her conditioning temporarily pushing her raw lust and need down.
“Follow the watch,” Mistress said. “Watch as it swings, watch how it spins in the light. With every swing your will disappears, your mind empties of thought.”
Already entranced as she was, Sam had no defense against Mistress taking her deeper - nor did she want to stop it, her eyes closing almost instantly. She craved this, craved the deep trance that Mistress could put her into. Everything felt good in the trance, most of all obeying Mistress’ commands.
“I am going to give you some new commands,” Mistress said. “Your conscious mind will not remember being given these commands, but it will act on them.”
“Yes Mistress,” Sam breathed.
“You are a horny little slut,” Mistress said, and Sam twitched where she sat, feeling a fresh burst of arousal come through her at the words. “You cannot stop yourself from looking at other women, admiring them, wanting to fuck them. If encouraged, you will increase those attentions, doing everything in your power to seduce them. Anytime your conscious mind tries to resist, you will grow more and more aroused. And when you do fuck them, you will follow their every direction, take your cues from them. You will not hold back on your enjoyment of this - every time you take another woman, it will make you bolder to try the next one.” Mistress’ breath was hot on Sam’s neck. “But you will always feel something is missing, because you will not submit to any of them completely.” She paused. “Do you know who I am?”
“Mistress,” Sam said, barely above a whisper.
“But what is the name that others call me?”
“I … don’t know, Mistress. You told me to forget. You told me that I would only remember when I was ready to submit to you completely. Give my will to yours in all things.”
“Very good,” Mistress purred. “You submit completely to me and no one else, is that clear, my pet?”
“Yes Mistress.”
Mistress laid her hand against Sam’s cheek, then pulled her in for a searing kiss. Once more Sam wilted under the attention. She yearned for Mistress to touch her further, and gave a strangled cry of disappointment when Mistress pulled away instead.
“Remember, you are a horny little slut,” Mistress said.
“I am a horny little slut,” Sam repeated dutifully.
“Good girl,” Mistress said. “Listen for the door to close, and then wake from your trance, remembering nothing, remembering everything…”
“P-please,” Sam said, her eyes closing. “Need you - so bad - Mistress.”
“Music to my ears,” Mistress replied, tweaking Sam’s nipple. “You almost make me want to reconsider. But … no. Even I do not have infinite patience.” Mistress reached to the side and brought up the pocket watch again. Sam’s eyes were still only half-lidded as she fixed her gaze on it, her conditioning temporarily pushing her raw lust and need down.
“Follow the watch,” Mistress said. “Watch as it swings, watch how it spins in the light. With every swing your will disappears, your mind empties of thought.”
Already entranced as she was, Sam had no defense against Mistress taking her deeper - nor did she want to stop it, her eyes closing almost instantly. She craved this, craved the deep trance that Mistress could put her into. Everything felt good in the trance, most of all obeying Mistress’ commands.
“I am going to give you some new commands,” Mistress said. “Your conscious mind will not remember being given these commands, but it will act on them.”
“Yes Mistress,” Sam breathed.
“You are a horny little slut,” Mistress said, and Sam twitched where she sat, feeling a fresh burst of arousal come through her at the words. “You cannot stop yourself from looking at other women, admiring them, wanting to fuck them. If encouraged, you will increase those attentions, doing everything in your power to seduce them. Anytime your conscious mind tries to resist, you will grow more and more aroused. And when you do fuck them, you will follow their every direction, take your cues from them. You will not hold back on your enjoyment of this - every time you take another woman, it will make you bolder to try the next one.” Mistress’ breath was hot on Sam’s neck. “But you will always feel something is missing, because you will not submit to any of them completely.” She paused. “Do you know who I am?”
“Mistress,” Sam said, barely above a whisper.
“But what is the name that others call me?”
“I … don’t know, Mistress. You told me to forget. You told me that I would only remember when I was ready to submit to you completely. Give my will to yours in all things.”
“Very good,” Mistress purred. “You submit completely to me and no one else, is that clear, my pet?”
“Yes Mistress.”
Mistress laid her hand against Sam’s cheek, then pulled her in for a searing kiss. Once more Sam wilted under the attention. She yearned for Mistress to touch her further, and gave a strangled cry of disappointment when Mistress pulled away instead.
“Remember, you are a horny little slut,” Mistress said.
“I am a horny little slut,” Sam repeated dutifully.
“Good girl,” Mistress said. “Listen for the door to close, and then wake from your trance, remembering nothing, remembering everything…”
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