I woke to the most amazing feeling in the world: having my cock sucked. I lay there enjoying the bliss of the warm, wet, velvety mouth for almost a minute until I realized that I was supposed to be alone. My eyes shot open. Sunita's head bobbed up and down happily. She hadn't noticed I was awake yet.
What the fuck? How did she get in here? How do I get her out? I can't make her stop. I don't want to upset her, but if she doesn't stop soon I'm going to blow in her mouth. What do I do? What do I say?
"Am I not pleasing you, Master?" she asked.
I suddenly realized she was looking at me with worry on her face.
"No ... I mean yes ... I mean it feels amazing."
"Are you sure? Because you look like you want me to stop." Panic started to creep into her expression. "Does it not feel good?"
There's your opening. Tell her.
"No. I love how it feels."
Moron!
"Oh thank goodness! I just want to make you happy, Master." With a huge smile she went back to sucking me.
Why is she calling me Master now?
"Um ... Sunita?"
"Yes Master?"
"How did you get in here?"
Worry came over her again. "The door was locked."
"Uh huh."
"But I needed to please you. I thought waking up with a mouth on your cock would make you happy."
She's not wrong. But. Wait. Did she break down my fucking door?
"You don't know how much I needed to please you," she continued. "How much I still do."
"Sunita..."
"So I climbed over the balcony and..."
"You what?!"
She cowered, honestly frightened by what I might do.
"Sunita, we're eight floors up!"
"I was scared to do it, but I had to get to you, to please you. The need..."
Oh I knew the need. If I didn't know the source, if I couldn't think through it, I would have succumbed and taken another dose of the drug because of the need. And now here she was trying to get her dose from my cock.
She was shaking. "Are you mad at me, Master?"
"Why are you calling me 'Master?'"
"Tina called you that. I thought you liked it."
"Do you want to call me 'Master?'"
"Do you want me to call you 'Master?'"
"If you'd like."
"Would you like it?"
This is getting nowhere.
"Ok. Call me 'Master.'"
"Yes, Master."
"Shall I continue sucking your cock, Master?"
"Um ... I'd like to talk if that's okay."
"Anything you want, Master. Just tell me and I'll do it."
I wanted to tell her to go home, but I was afraid I'd hurt her feelings. Wow. Would she really do anything I told her? How does a guy handle that kind of responsibility?
A memory of me flashed through my head. Just hours ago I was doing it with Tina and enjoying it. I didn't really care how Tina felt about following my orders. I was curious about how far I could push her. Was that really me?
Sunita broke my chain of recent memories. "You're still hard, Master. Would you like me to take care of you while we talk?"
"Sure, but howwww."
She scooted up and slid my cock smoothly into her pussy.
"Like this, Master. Do you like how my pussy feels?"
I nodded enthusiastically.
"What did you want to talk about, Master?"
Jesus. What
did
I want to talk about? Hard to think with my cock sliding in and out of that pussy. "Will you really do anything I asked?"
She nodded. "Just ask, Master."
Make her squeeze her tits and cum on your cock.
"Clap your hands."
She started clapping.
I've got a woman bouncing happily on my cock and yet I have no balls. Come on! She's already fucking you. Tell her to do something sexual. But what if she won't? What if what I tell her to do turns her off?
"Ok stop."
"Make me do something sexual, Master."
See? She wants it.
"Ummmm .... play with your clit."
"Oh yes Master!"
Her hand flashed down and starting frigging her clit.
"I love when you order me, Master. Tell me what to do. Tell me to do whatever you're thinking."
"Squeeze your tits and cum on my cock."
She did. She came violently. But wait. I said that without thinking. I couldn't help myself.
"Tell me I'm amazing, that I'm the best fuck you've ever had," I said.
"You're amazing, Master. You're the best fuck I've ever had!"
I was suddenly feeling better about myself, but I still knew she was just repeating what I told her.
"I wish you really believed that."
"Believed what, Master?"
"That I'm the best fuck you ever had."
"But you are, Master. No man has ever made me feel like you do. And I'll believe what you want me to, Master."
Huh?
"You'll believe whatever I tell you to?"
"Anything, Master."
Worth a shot.
"Believe I'm the best fuck you ever had."
"You're the best fuck I ever had."
Suddenly I knew it was true.
"No man pleases you like I do."
"No man pleases me like you do."
"You'll do anything to fuck me."
"I'll do anything to fuck you. Master, I'm cumming again! Unnnggghhhhhh!"
Her pussy squeezed my cock in spasms. I couldn't take it anymore and came, shooting several spurts of cum into her pussy.
"Oh god," I moaned. "You're an amazing fuck."
"I'm an amazing fuck," she said breathless, a huge smile on her face.
That's when I saw it. Maybe it's because I'd finally shot my load and the blood was returning to my brain. Her eyes were slightly glazed, almost like she was in a trance. I was saying things and she was repeating them like someone hypnotized, but not quite. She was still conscious, still able to think, but she was open to suggestion. Was that a side effect of the drug? When you're in this state, do you do what someone tells you?
Waitasec.
She told me to tell her whatever I was thinking and I did. She told me I was the best fuck she'd ever had and then I believed it. Oh fuck. I'm in that state too!
"Stay in bed. I'll be right back."
"Yes, Master."
I rushed to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Yes, that same look was there. What was I going to do now? If I talked to her she could say something that I'd obey that I really didn't want to.
"You need to get her out of here," I said to myself, and suddenly the importance of that statement seemed to overwhelm me. It took all my will not to go back in the bedroom and throw her out. "Not just yet," I said, and the urge calmed down.
"You need to stay in control of yourself. You need to be cool and confident." It was working. I began to feel better already. Not my normal self, but much less scared and submissive than the drug made me. "You need ... You need ... fuck. Think, think. Got it! You will only take orders from yourself! You will ignore orders from anyone else." I got a good look at myself, by pot belly, my chest that could be bigger. "You need to work out more." I felt the urge in me. I'd rejoin my gym that I'd quit several times already. "You need to get on a regular exercise program until you have a tight, sexy body."
This could work out really well, as long as the suggestions hold after the drug wears off. There's no way to tell until it does though. Hold up. Tina! Oh fuck that was it. When we did that bit of role playing I made her say she'd always obey me, that I owned her. Even when she became confident and dominant, she obeyed me. She called me,"Master!" That means, even now, she probably believes that. This drug is a lot more powerful than I thought.
Okay, so what now? I get Sunita out and wait until the drug wears off.
That's when I heard the knocking at my door. Two guesses as to who that was.
I threw a towel around me and went to the front door. Tina and Allison stood outside.
"Hello Master," Tina said. "May we come in please?"
Their anxiety was clear, as was a fear of being rejected.
Okay, you know how to handle this now. Just get it over with.
"Come in girls." Both girls exhaled the tension from their bodies. "Have a seat on the couch."
"Yes, Master," Tina said.
"Okay, Jeff," Allison replied.
Ok, Jeff? Hmmm. She's here, but is she obeying? Better make sure.
"Allison, kneel on the floor."
"Yes, Jeff." She knelt.
"Now stand up."
"Okay" She stood.
"Allison, I want you to call me 'Master' like Tina does."
"Yes, Master."
Okay. She's affected. Now I'd better get the last one. "Sunita!"
She came rushing from the bedroom. "Yes Master?"