Bliss
The lecture seemed long and boring as Jennifer floated in luxury and comfort. She knew on the outside she appeared so attentive and she absorbed every detail, but on the inside, all she could think about was peaceful bliss, knowing she was fulfilling Vince's wishes. A vague memory swept over her and she shivered at the thought.
A memory of her sitting in the library, the third hour in a mad study marathon, when she heard the thud of books beside her, momentarily distracting her. She didn't think too much of him as he sat there and seemed to stare at her. She looked up and saw his smirk, wondering what was wrong with him.
"Want to see a neat card trick?" Vince asked, a deck suddenly appearing in his hands.
"I'm studying," she said, a little annoyed.
"I know, but I need you to take a second and see this. The break will do you good." He shuffled the deck and then fanned it out, face down. "Take one."
She looked down at her book, trying to ignore him.
"Come on, take one," he commanded again.
Exasperated, she grabbed one. "Ok," she said, looking at it quickly. "But I always figure these things out."
"We'll see about that. Don't show it to me, but remember what it is. Got it?"
She nodded your head. "Yeah, yeah."
"Good, now put it back in... anywhere... there you go... good girl." He shuffled the deck again and then arranged it in his hand. "Your card is..." he said, tapping the top one and turning it over. "The queen of hearts."
"No, it's the three of spades nimrod," she shook her head, obviously upset by his lame trick.
He stared at the deck as if wondering what happened. "Oh, my bad, check on your seat." He indicated the hard chair she was sitting on. "Sometimes these things get away from me." She lifted one leg up and saw a card lying there, face up... the three of spades. Her interest piqued.
"How did you...?"
"I thought you figured these things out," he smirked. "I guess you don't pay that much attention. How about we try that again," he suggested, fanning out the deck in front of her. "Pick another one."
She had more interest this time and reached forward more enthusiastically. "Yeah... I'm paying attention."
He smiled, seeing her eyes focus more intently and dilate a little more. In her hazy state, her mind yelled NO to the image... she knew that's what he wanted. She knew that's how he ensnared her.
She heard him, almost as if he was mumbling, thinking it's part of how he distracted her. She tried to tune it out, tried to pay attention to what he was doing and where his hands were going. She heard him, but didn't pay attention to what he was saying.
"Put it here, anywhere you want." She placed it into the deck and he shuffled it again. Then he broke it into halves holding them in front of her. "Pick a half." She indicated the one on her right. He lay the other half aside, then cut the indicated one in half again, allowing her to choose once more. On the third time, he had six cards in his hand and fanned them out in front of her, face down.
"Pick your card," he said.
She went to pull one and then at the last second changed her mind and pulled another. She looked at it and her eyes opened wide, her face beamed. "How in the hell did you do that?" she asked.
"It's magic," he said, smiling. "It's all about distracting you... one hand goes here... another goes there," he said, moving his hands slowly, catching her eyes. "Then this one, then that one...." Her eyes were moving side to side, slowly.
"But I see you're getting sleepy. Good girl. You need to rest for a bit, you've been studying hard. I'll just show you one more trick, ok?"
She nodded her head slowly, her eyes half closed. His mumbling was starting to drone in her ears, making her try to focus harder, making her more tired.
He pulled a card from the deck and raised it up in front of her eyes, facing away from her. He moved it to the right and turned it towards her. It was the king of clubs. "Look at this card. It's going to change, and you have to tell me how." He moved it back to the center and faced it towards himself, then to the left and when it faced her, it was showing the queen of hearts.
"Are you paying attention? I mean REALLY paying attention. I'm still distracting you, you know, making it so you don't see how I'm doing this. You'll have to watch VERY carefully to see how I'm doing it."
The card moved left and right, alternating from the king of clubs and the queen of hearts. Her brow furrowed as she tried to pay attention, tried to figure it out.
"But your eyes are getting so tired, aren't they? It's from all that reading and studying and reading and studying. All those words on the page just look so alike. So much easier to just stop thinking for a little bit and rest. So much easier to just look at the pretty card and not have to worry about your classes."
He pulled the king of clubs back to the center and slowly moved it down to the table, watching her eyes go down with it, slowly closing. He was whispering to her still, mumbling, almost just a buzz in her ears, but she couldn't quite figure out what he was saying. She could feel his breath on her ear, knowing that he was suddenly right beside her, but she couldn't understand what he was saying. It didn't seem to bother her, though. She knew she'd remember what he was saying even if she couldn't hear it now. It was telling her to remember.
The memory changed to sitting in the living room of her own apartment. Although her eyes were closed, she could see the card floating in front of her, side to side, going from the king of clubs to the queen of hearts. She wondered how it did that. She had to keep watching until she figured it out.
Her body was feeling so good. She knew his hands were on her. She could feel his fingers teasing her clit so nicely. His whispers were in your ears and every time she agreed with him, she felt the lovely pleasure soar through her body. It felt so good to agree with him, to remember and to do as he commanded her. Every command meant so much pleasure. His cheek pressed against her cheek, his lips right next to her ear. His hand pressed against her, fingers slid into her, and she pressed back, wanting so much more contact.
She was so glad it was Friday and she had no where to be until Monday morning classes... so glad the pleasure could last as long as he wanted to give it to her.
The haziness in her head grew until she saw herself doing things without even having to think about it. She walked around her apartment, cleaning, making meals, all the while she was floating inside, oblivious. It seemed like she could do anything, as long as he commanded it.
She felt herself kneeling on the floor, seeing the card twist and turn in her mind, moving side to side. Her naked body shuddered as another orgasm swept over it. She repeated the simple mantra "obedience is pleasure" again and again. Each time her body got more and more excited until it overflowed in a gushing river. She could barely feel her juices leaking out of her and pooling on the floor below her. She could barely feel her hard nipples trying to burst from her chest.
Her hands were resting on her thighs, palms up. Her knees were spread wide, her head held high up, back arched, chest thrust forward. It was such a comfortable position for her and she knew how it pleased him.
She could feel his cock slide across her slack face. Her eyes were open, seeing the card, but also seeing his hardness. Her lips parted as it swiped past, giving her a small taste. She shuddered with excitement wanting more... needing more. Her tongue slipped out and licked the head gently as it swiped back across her lips. She felt so much pleasure radiating from her clit, so much desire to taste him fully.
"I love seeing you like this, waiting for my every command, doing everything I say. I could make you into a wanton whore and you'd float blissfully unaware as guy after guy kept fucking you all night long. Then you'd show up at class like an innocent little girl again."
He pushed into her mouth and she felt it fill her. Tingles on her clit made her wonder if he was going to fuck her there, too, hoping against hope that he let her cum again.
She heard his instructions on how to become an expert cocksucker and learned them well until he finally exploded in her mouth while she greedily swallowed it. The sucking and slurping sounds she made were so enticing.
"Oooh, yeah baby," she heard him whisper as she continued to gently suck him afterwards, teasing the head with flicks of her tongue.