His Willing Mind-controlled Redhead
Alec felt a mounting excitement. He had carefully negotiated today's encounter with Natalia who was new to their kink of mind control, over several dates and online conversations in between. They had both submitted to background checks. All was in order. Anticipation had slowly been building.
She was going to meet him here, in his flat. Expecting her any minute, he adjusted the lighting to a soft glow. Gentle instrumental music was put on via his Alexa-controlled speakers at low volume.
The doorbell sound did not come soon enough. He opened the door to find a vision of a woman at his doorstep, huddled in a black high-necked long coat against the chill.
"Come in." Alec said, letting her in."Let me take that."
Natalia handed him her coat. Natalia was a freckled redhead with pale skin. Her curves were generous and in full display, shown off by a forest green cocktail fitted dress. There was just enough cleavage to titillate, showing she had matching freckles on her chest. After deliberately slow and appreciative scrutiny, he met her eyes. The green dress brought out the emerald green of her large eyes, thickly-lashed and mascara'd. Her lush mouth was adorned with a pink gloss.
Natalia's chest was already visibly rising and falling in nervousness bordering on agitation. She whipped past him, clicking kitten green heels on his marble floors. She stopped and looked around, studying his open plan flat.
"Please." Alec said, indicating his living room area with low black fabric sofas.
Natalia obeyed.
After taking care of her coat, Alec poured out some water into a glass in front of her without prompting, knowing her preference for simple plain cool water.
She immediately picked it up, gulped some down. She pushed some of her mid-back length loose wavy red hair away from her face with a shaky hand, not quite looking at him.
"Ready?" Alec said. "You sure about this?"
She chewed her bottom (and utterly kissable) rosebud lip, nodded.
"I want to hear you say you want this, Natalia."
Wide green eyes met Alec's dark ones. "I w-want this."
Alec gently used his telepathic power to brush against her mind, learning the general shape of her consciousness. He sent her a thought.
You look so beautiful.
"T-thank you." Natalia replied out loud, her alto voice acquiring a breathless quality.
He then gently entered her mind, perceiving her superficial thoughts. Her focus was totally on him. He liked the way she saw him. He was taller than her, broad-shouldered, in a plain white shirt with a few open buttons, rolled up sleeves and black slacks. His hair was a black that was almost charcoal, his dark-brown irises just one shade lighter than his pupils. His skin was a golden brown. He was relaxed. She thought there was some slightly dangerous air about him, the late day stubbled shadow on his face, the scar bisecting his right eyebrow, the somewhat predatory way he was looking at her.
Like some kind of pirate.
He laughed. A rich deep laugh.
Realising he'd perceived that thought, a blush heated Natalia's cheeks.
The sight of her pink cheeks amplified his own desire, anticipating her deeper flushes soon enough. He also noted that she liked his laugh, the deep timbre of it.
He deepened his voice. "Let me know Natalia if it's too much." he said out loud.
He burrowed slightly deeper into her mind, tasting the feelings under her superficial perceptions. He found a whirlwind. Yes, desire. But also nervousness and agitation. Insecurity. Self-doubt. Even some shame.
"I can soothe away your nerves a little, telepathically. Would you like that?" His voice had a distinct effect on her. Yes she liked it, desire rising, her skin sensitised in fun areas he looked forward to exploring.
They'd discussed it before, but given the nature of his power, abuse was easy. He preferred to check and check again. Besides, he liked hearing enthusiasm.
"Yes, please." she said. Oh, she was definitely excited at the idea of him using his power on her in that way.
Interesting.
He mentally wound around her nervousness and fears and inhibitions, gently soothing them, careful not to overdo it. Because excitement is the other face of fear, all generated from the same place. Besides, lacking any inhibitions wasn't something he liked personally. He preferred a complexity to the feelings.
As he channelled his power to soothe her nerves, she let out little noises of pleasure. She was so responsive to any use of his power.
"There, that's a lot better, isn't it?" Alec then commanded her mentally, pairing it with a commanding tone out loud. "Come here." He was using more of a mental suggestion than absolute command. But he could feel it, she was totally willing.
She stood up, came towards him, breathing heavily. God she was beautiful.
Sit on my lap. Kiss me.
She climbed on top of him, her thighs either side of his. They looked into each other's eyes a moment, then her gaze flicked down to his mouth. She leaned forward, her progress almost painfully slow, their breaths intermingling. When their lips met it was like an explosion of pent-up desire. They pressed against each other, kissed, suckled, mouths opened, tongues met. He pressed her closer into him, her breasts crushing against him, she gasped into his mouth when she felt his hardness brush the juncture of her legs through their clothes.
