by M Boratus
“Oh God, Sir!” she squealed.
He stopped, holding just the tip in her. She resisted the urge to slam herself down on him to get what she craved. Tiny thrusts had his penis slipping in and almost out of her. She wanted more, needed more.
“Please, Sir,” she said. “Please don’t tease me.”
His cock slid slowly in her all the way, making her sigh. And then it was almost out again. Shaun waited until her mouth opened to beg again before pounding her hard again. She lost her grip on her nipples. Her hand slammed down on his chest and gripped him.
“Fuuuuck,” she moaned.
“Hold your hips where they are,” Shaun ordered. When he felt her tighten her muscles, he let go and grabbed her by the back of her head. Pulling her to him, he kissed her deeply, all the while slamming his cock into her. She could not believe how much this boy turned her on. Then she realized he was no boy. He was more man than any man she’d been with. She felt an orgasm rising and whimpered into the kiss. Shaun knew what that meant after the marathon night of fucking. He stopped.
She opened her eyes a moment before he pulled her head back.
“No, Sir!” she pleaded. “Don’t stop now!”
“Giving me orders, slut?” he asked.
She felt her face flush with embarrassment. “No. Never. But I’m so close.”
“I know,” he said, an evil grin on his face.
Her hips lowered involuntarily on him. He grabbed them again and raised them.
“Uh uh uh,” he admonished.
“Sorry, Sir,” she said. “My body isn’t listening.”
“Let’s make it listen then,” he said. He positioned her where he liked then said, “You cannot move your body except to speak or moan until I tell you to cum, Jessica slut.”
“Yes, Sir,” she replied. She thought she was just being obedient, but a hypnotic trigger caused the muscles to hold her in place. The orgasm began to subside until Shaun started fucking her again. “Oh, God. Thank you, Sir,” she gasped.
Shaun reached up and grabbed her tits, mauling them. She tried to thrust them deeper into his hands when she realized that she couldn’t move.
“Sir!” she exclaimed.
“Yes, slut?”
“I… I can’t move!”
“Not until you cum,” he replied. “Didn’t I just tell you that?” He reached down to pinch her clit. Normally she would have thrown her head back from the sensation, but her neck stayed still.
“What… What’s happening, Sir?” she asked, fear coursing through her body.
“I’m showing just how much control I have over you, slut,” he replied. “I own you completely. Body and soul.”
In that moment, her emotions churned. She wanted him to be in control, but she’d never imagined anything at this level. She was frightened and yet somehow deeply aroused. Her orgasm built quickly. Her tell-tale whimper came out.
He stopped.
“Noooo!” she wailed. “Please, Sir, let your slut cum!”
He moved his cock slightly in and out of her again.
“Please, Sir. More,” she pleaded.
Reaching back up, he manoeuvred one of her huge breasts to his mouth. He sucked on it for a moment before biting the nipple. She wanted to arch her back, but again, she had no control. He pulled back and looked into her eyes, seeing both lust and sadness.
He squeezed her tits again. “Just what size are these?” he asked. “Ds?”
“Double Ds,” she replied with a proud smile.
He fucked her hard again.
“Ohhhh!” she moaned.
“Do you have any doubt whatsoever who owns you, slut?” he asked.
She wanted to shake her head, but couldn’t. “None, Sir,” she said.
“And do you understand how complete that control is?” he asked.
“Completely, Sir,” she replied.
The orgasm built faster than ever, but when it reached the point of climax her release didn’t arrive.
“Sir? Sir!” she cried.
“Yes, slut?”
“I can’t… I can’t cum!”
“I said you could only cum when I told you, you could.”
Her mind reeled. He could control her orgasms too?
“Please may I cum, Sir?” she asked.
His grin was almost evil. “Now, you can beg better than that, can’t you?”
“Please, Sir, I’m begging. Let your horny slut cum for you. She is yours, body and soul. Just allow her release.”
“Cum.”
Her eyes rolled back in her head. Her body released and arched up. Her hips slammed down on his cock and then gyrated on it. Her body felt explosions of pleasure everywhere. “Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!” she screamed. Finally, she collapsed on him, gripping him tightly in shudders of aftershock. Her head swam as she almost passed out. At some point, she realized he was stroking her head.
‘He owns me,’ she thought. ‘He owns me completely.’ It was scary and exciting and strange and comforting all at the same time. ‘How did he do it?’ she thought. ‘How did he get such control over me?’
Shaun lay quietly, petting his slut until he was sure she’d recovered from the experience. “Slut?” he said finally.
She turned her head up on his chest to look at him. “Yes, Sir?”
“I still haven’t cum yet. Take care of it, will you?”
Her voice was a purr. “Yes, Sir.”
Moments later, she was eagerly bobbing her head on his cock again, determined to give him the pleasure he’d given her. Shaun lost himself in the ministrations, thinking back to earlier that night.
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Ms. Russo sat on the bed, still in a trance from hearing the trigger word.
“Now, Ms. Russo, we are going to have a pleasant chat, and any question I ask you, you will answer completely truthfully to me. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir,” she replied.
“Why do you call me ‘Sir?’” he asked.
“It’s a BDSM thing,” she replied. “Submissives call their Doms ‘Sir.’”
“So, I’m your Dom?” he asked.
“I was hoping you would be,” she said, getting nervous.
“I thought BDSM was about Masters and slaves?” he said.
“It is,” she said. “But you have to formally take me on as your slave before I can call you Master.”
“And you’d like that?”
“I’d love it, but…” She squirmed in her seat.
“But what?”
“There’s more to it than that. Sometimes there’s a ceremony. It’s not a play thing. It’s a serious commitment.”
“Like a marriage,” he said.
“Yes.” Her eyes were downcast.
“And we haven’t been together long enough for that,” he said.
“Oh no!” she exclaimed. “It’s not that. I would happily be your slave. I’d love that more than anything.
Shaun chuckled. “But you want the ceremony.”
She nodded. “Yes, Sir.”
“Women and weddings,” he said. “Well, I don’t know much about the whole BDSM thing so I’ll have to look into it.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“But if you’ve wanted a master, why didn’t you go to one of those BDSM clubs or look for one online?” he asked.
“I have to be very discreet because of my position,” she said. “If someone unscrupulous found out about my submissive nature, it could hurt my businesses.”
“So how have you been looking?”
“Can I tell you a secret?” she asked.
“Of course,” he replied. He laughed inwardly, knowing he’d have her tell him all her secrets.
“I didn’t just see Dr. Maddow to get over my husband,” she said. “I secretly hoped he’d use hypnosis to make me his sex slave.”
“Say what?” Shaun exclaimed.
She giggled. “I didn’t think it would actually happen. I mean, he’s a respected professional, but it was a fantasy deep down.”
“I see,” Shaun said, his minding spinning with the new information.
“Think about it,” she said. “If he did that, he’d have to keep it discreet, or he’d lose his practice. That works for me as well. I imagined our sessions being full-on sexual adventures where I’d do whatever he told me. Then I hoped that would extend further into my life and I’d have to do naughty deeds for him.”
“Really,” said Shaun.
“I even imagined him having so much control over me that I’d have to obey even if I didn’t want to. Like he could bring a stranger in and order me to fuck him and even though I didn’t want to, my body would obey. God, just the thought of it is making me wet.” Just then, panic entered her eyes. “Sorry, Sir. I don’t mean he makes me wet. I mean the control part.”
Shaun nodded. “I get it. But I thought you can’t be made to do things under hypnosis that you don’t want to.”
“I’ve thought about that,” she said. “But I think deep down I’m willing to do a lot more than even I admit.”
“So you’d allow yourself to be used by all sorts of men?”
She shook her head. “No. I mean maybe. I see myself as a slave and a slut, but not a whore. If that makes any sense. I want a master and want to serve him and serve the people he decides to bring in, but I’m not about getting as many cocks as I can. I’m horny for control, not just lots and lots of sex with whomever, whenever. Please, don’t order me to do things like that.”
Shaun chuckled. “Don’t worry. I really don’t feel like sharing you.”
She shot him a thankful smile. “But anyway, if you told me to go out into the hall and play with myself I’d certainly refuse. But what if I couldn’t, and my body just started walking toward the door? Oh god. It would be scary and exciting at the same time. It would make my pussy gush even though I’d do my best to resist. I think with hypnosis, the doctor could have put me in that place.”
“But he never did.”
“No,” she said, slight frustration in her voice. “All he did was help me get over my husband.”
Shaun tried to keep his face as stoic as possible as she told her story from her point of view.
“But then you came into the picture,” she continued. “At some point, I realized I was attracted to you, and that attraction just seemed to grow. And when you found out.” She smiled at the memories. “Well, you certainly took advantage of it. You teased me. You seduced me. You slowly took control. He knows, you know? The doctor, I mean. I told him the effect you had on me, and he encouraged it.”
“And now you’re mine,” he said.
“And now I’m yours,” she said, smiling. She reached out and ran a finger down his chest. “Now, what are you going to do with me?”
Shaun sat, amazed. He thought, in a weird way, that he’d rescued her from Dr. Maddow, but she’d set herself up for exactly what she wanted. Still, he wasn’t about to give her back. And the doctor didn’t even bother to discover her submissive nature.
‘If she wants a master, I’ll give her a master,’ he thought. ‘If she wants total control, I’ll give her that too.’
“Whatever I like,” he said.
“Mmmmm,” she purred. “Thank you, Sir.”
“Now, Jessica, after I bring you out of your trance you will forget this conversation up to this point. Understood?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“And now we’re going to make a few tweaks to your programming.”
◆◆◆
Shaun opened his eyes and looked at his slut. Her skill at sucking cock was incredible. He was getting so close to cumming, but he wanted to have a little fun first.
“Slut, stop and stand up,” he ordered.
She obeyed immediately but looked a little worried. “Were you not enjoying that, Sir?” she asked.
“Oh, I loved it, but before we finish off, I’d like you to do something for me.”
“What is that, Sir?”
“Play with yourself.”
She smiled while moving her hand to her clit. Her fingers began to stimulate it. Moans escaped her lips soon after. But then she did something Shaun didn’t expect. She performed. Locking eyes with him, she licked her lips. Her body began to move like an erotic dancer to unheard sensual music. Her free hand slid along her body, squeezed her huge breasts, ran along her lips. Shaun had thought his cock would soften a bit with her not sucking, but the performance prevented that from happening.
Trying his best to control his voice, he said, “Now, turn around. Keep playing, though.”
She turned, slowly, sultry. Her ass pushed out closer to him as her moans got louder. Shaun resisted the urge to stroke himself.
“Now, walk into the hall and play until you cum,” he ordered.
Her motions stopped immediately. “Sir! I can’t do that,” she said, turning her head to him. “Please don’t order me to. I don’t want to disobey you.”
“But you can’t disobey me,” he said, sitting up. “Now, keep playing and walk slowly into the hall, Jessica slut.”
Fear came over her as her legs began to move of their own accord. Her fingers went back to work on her clit.
“What the… Sir, please stop this,” she pleaded, struggling against her own body. She didn’t even notice that her hand sped up as she played with herself. The complete loss of control was turning her on even as it was frightening her.
“I want you to truly understand the level of control I have over you,” Shaun said as he got up from the bed. He walked up beside her and kissed her cheek. “Even if you didn’t want me to control you, you couldn’t stop me. Do you see that now?”
“Yes… Yes, Sir.” She was halfway to the door now.
He kept pace with her. “I could order you to fuck a stranger or dance naked in your boardroom.”
“Sir, you wouldn’t!” she said, a tear forming in her eye.
“Only if you’re a bad slut. You’re not going to be bad, are you?”
Her hand reached for the doorknob. “No, Sir. Sir, please!” She closed her eyes, hoping, somehow, that it would make the situation go away.
“Stop, Jessica slut.”
She stopped, her hand about to turn the knob. Her breath stopped as her body stood frozen. What Shaun would make her do next. Open the door?
“Good girl. Go bend over my desk. Spread your ass cheeks for me.”
As she felt control return to her body, she hurried to complete the task. Shaun had never been so turned on. His cock felt like steel. The power he held over this woman was an aphrodisiac. He aimed his cock at her pussy and drove it home.
“Oh Dios!” she squealed.
He fucked her hard, spanking her ass every so often.
“Sir, may I cum?” she cried.
The question caught him off guard. He’d only told her she couldn’t cum until he’d ordered her to that one time. Apparently, she wanted him to have full control of her all the time. He placed his nails on her shoulders and then raked her back as he said, “Cum.” His fingers drew paths through her long silky hair as they quickly raced to her butt.
“Fuuuuck!” she moaned.
Grabbing her hair, he pulled her head back to him. One hand reached around to grab a nipple as his whispered, “Cum” in her ear and then bit down on her shoulder. She came again. Her pussy was milking his cock like crazy. He knew he couldn’t hold on any more. He grabbed her hips and pounded for all he was worth. As he felt his climax rising, he called out, “Cum!”
When he erupted in her, she came again. He was amazed. This wasn’t the programming. This was her eagerness to obey. This was her programming herself. He collapsed over her on the desk. They both panted for a while, enjoying the feel of each other’s bodies. Finally, she wiggled beneath him.
“Thank you, Sir,” she said in a sultry voice, her Latino accent making it that much sexier.
“Thank you, slut,” he said.
They eventually left the desk and dropped themselves back on the bed where they cuddled a bit l
onger.
“What are you going to tell Amanda when she sees you coming in this morning?” he asked.
She laughed. “She doesn’t have class until eleven today, so she’ll be unconscious until ten. She won’t even hear me come in.”
“That works,” Shaun said.
“Yes. I’d better get going if I’m going to make my nine o’clock meeting.” She started to get up, but paused. “If I have your permission, Sir.”
Shaun smiled at her. “Kiss me first.” She did.
After Jessica left, Shaun threw on some clothes so he could go to the bathroom. When he opened the door, several of his friends, Wei, Ron, and Bassil waited outside his room. He jumped back in shock.
“Jesus!” he exclaimed. “What the fuck is wrong with you guys?”
“Who is she?” Wei asked.
Shaun walked out and headed for the bathroom. “Who is who?”
“Don’t give us that,” Ron said. “Was she a hooker?”
“Yes,” Shaun replied. “Because I can afford to have a hooker stay all night.”
“She had to be a hooker,” Ron said. “Look at the way she was dressed.”
“Oh my god,” Shaun said with mock surprise. “You’re right. Only hookers can buy clothes like that. From that special hooker store that only they’re allowed into. Why didn’t she tell me she’s a hooker? I wonder how much I owe?”
“You’re an ass,” Ron said as they entered the bathroom.
“No,” Shaun replied. “You guys are assholes for being all up in my business. If you must know, she’s just a cougar I met out one night. She loves tasty young morsels like me.”
“Think she’d go for something even better, like me?” Bassil asked.
Shaun reached the urinal and began to pee. “Better?” he asked. “I’m not the one watching another guy piss.”
“You gonna see her again?” Wei asked.
“Not here, if this is what’s gonna happen whenever she comes.”
“What about Amanda?” asked Ron.
“Amanda doesn’t have to know,” Shaun said firmly.
“You know,” Ron replied. “Up until now, I thought you were an upstanding guy when it comes to women.”
“So did I,” Shaun answered honestly. “But that woman…”