The Client

While sitting at his desk John heard the sound of an incoming email message. Briefly glancing at the pop-up in the bottom right corner of his screen he noticed the sender, it was his new client, Michelle. He felt a rush of excitement before minimizing the spreadsheet he was working on and bringing up his email. With two quick clicks he opened her message and read:

Hello John,

I wanted to thank you again and look forward to all the wonderful things you will be doing for Me. As a way to thank you I wanted to send you another one of My recordings to listen to until I see you with a check next week. Listen to it as much as you want and let it help you relax when the stresses of your day get to be too much. It would please Me to know if you like it or not.

Michelle

While wondering why she was not better at capitalization John wondered if he had a few minutes to begin listening to the new recording. Looking at the time he thought a brief break could not hurt and got up from his desk and closed the door. Returning to his chair he picked up the headphones that were always plugged into his computer and put the ear buds snugly into each ear. Clicking the link started a download of the file onto his computer. After about thirty seconds the file was complete and the auto play began.

"Hello my baby," came the sweet voice he had heard in his office only yesterday, "it's time to relax for Me again as I introduce you to my feedback loops. My voice makes it so easy for you to relax. My words quickly taking you down into a state of deep relaxation."

"Am I her baby now?" he asked himself, but her voice kept talking to him about relaxing and the thought slipped away. Without really thinking about it he had closed his eyes and welcomed the sensations her voice caused to move throughout his body. It was true it helped him relax, but the waves that rolled through him were pleasurable to the point of being erotic.

"The feeling of relaxation becoming stronger until it becomes pleasurable to you," had he just been thinking the same thing? "The deeper you go the more the pleasure grows making you want to go even deeper because you know how much better it will feel, that's it, deeper for me now. My voice pulling you deeper. My suggestions slipping into your mind."

It was not that he could not think, he heard her voice and felt himself so relaxed he was not even aware of his own body. The pleasurable feelings running through him were getting more intense, he was even aware of the erection he now had. Her voice was all that was there in the darkness with him, making him feel so good.

"The pleasure you feel is the same feeling you get when you do things that please me. This makes you eager to please me again because you know how good it feels. Eager to have these feelings makes you eager to please me. Eager for pleasure, eager to please me."

He could feel his cock pulsing, the pleasure was getting more and more intense. Somewhere in the back of his mind he thought he might cum. As the pleasure kept growing his need to cum grew more and more intense.

"That need of release is your need to submit your mind to my words and suggestions. The need you have to let my voice pleasure and guide into blissful submission. It would please me so much if you would submit to me. It would please me to know that my will has grown so strong that it overtakes your own. Your eagerness to please so strong that your thoughts dwell on me constantly. Thinking of new ways to please me and make me happy."

Pleasure was all he knew. Pleasure that was akin to torture as the need to release it washed away all other thoughts.

"It's too late now pet. You're caught in my feedback loops. Everywhere your thoughts go leads your mind deeper into trance, deeper into pleasure, deeper into my control as my suggestions become your thoughts. You feel not only the need to surrender to me, but you are eager to do it because you know how much it would please me. Your mind may have been strong enough to resist me, but when you let me in and allowed my voice to bring you pleasure you became caught in my feedback loops. Caught in Domina Shelle's web. It's like quicksand. The more your mind struggles to get out, the further down my feedback loops take you."

He could feel the desire to give in growing to a crescendo. Something gave way inside him as he accepted her control and at that moment the blissful rapture hit him. Lost in the pleasure of it he could do nothing but revel in the euphoria.

"And now that you have surrendered to me you won't need to forget my words pet. You will remember how much you love this act of submission and want to experience it again and again. All you have to do is listen to this recording to please me even more than you already have. Please me and make me happy as you let your mind drift..."

John looked up at the screen as if waking from a dream. The file had stopped playing and the elapsed time was over an hour. "Shit," he muttered as he sat upright in his chair to finish the work he had set aside and felt the wetness inside his underwear. "What kind of recordings does she do?" he thought to himself as he got up and made his way to the bathroom glad that his assistant was working from home today.

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Early the next morning John sat at his desk and opened up his desktop. Pulling up all his usual applications he clicked on his email. As he was reading and deleting he saw the email from Michelle he had received the day before and read through it again in the reading pane. He realized he had never responded to her and knew you should never leave a client's email unanswered.

Good morning Michelle,

Thank you for trusting us with your business and I look forward to seeing you next week. The recording is a little hard to describe but I believe it is a very effective one given the results. Honestly it feels a bit awkward talking about it, but with your apparent success in your business I think you understand. See you next week.

John

He read it over one time wondering if he should change any of the writing in the middle about her recording, but she did ask for feedback and you always give a client what they want. Checking for grammar and spelling mistakes, something he was known for, he hit the send button. "Well," he thought, "I feel better about that," and was surprised at how good it did feel to get that taken care of.