John got up from his desk when he heard the office's front door chime. He already knew who it was he would find standing in the lobby. She was wearing a black dress that hugged her body in all the right places. Her hair was pulled up into a single ponytail. Her look was somewhere between smart and sexy, all he knew was he liked it. Her warm smile sent a tremor through him.
"Good morning Michelle," he greeted her trying to keep the eagerness out of his voice, "won't you come into my office," his hand gesturing towards the open doorway behind him.
"Yes of course," she replied through her red painted lips.
Letting her pass he found himself admiring the way her body moved as she walked. Following her in the door he closed it softly," won't you have a seat," he asked her as he made his way around to sit in his own desk chair. She sat down in the chair across from him and crossed her legs. The split in her dress revealed one leg all the way to her mid-thigh. The motion drew his eyes and as when finally pulled them away to look at her she was staring right back with a warm smile and a glint in her own eyes.
He quickly cleared his throat, "thank you for coming in today. Again, we appreciate your business and over time hope to earn your trust."
"I hope so John. I cannot tell you how much you have pleased me so far," her voice was like a soft lullaby to his ears. "I brought you the check," she patted the purse sitting in the chair next to her, "but first, I wanted to thank you for your feedback on my recording. Have you had a chance to listen to it again?"
His face suddenly felt very warm, and he knew it was showing a bright red, "well...um yes...I did."
Her smile was now beaming, "I am so pleased you did. Did it get even better the next time you listened?" she asked as she uncrossed and recrossed her legs. The dress slid up even further baring both legs well up her thighs.
His eyes traveled down again, this time he did not look away as he answered, "every time." He barely registered the feeling washing through his body or the tent forming in his pants from his growing erection.
"So you listened more than twice, I am very pleased to hear it. It would please me even more if you would give me feedback on some of my other recordings. Would you mind doing that for me?"
"I would be happy to," he replied finally tearing his eyes away from her legs. It was hard for his eyes to settle on one aspect of her. Her eyes, her red lips, her tan legs bared in front of him.
"Are you having trouble concentrating John?" she asked as his eyes tried to take her all in at once.
"Um...yes," he said closing his eyes and shaking his head slightly," sorry...I just.."
"It's okay John," she took one of her hands off the arm of the chair and placed it on the top of her leg with her red painted fingernails hanging down just in front," why don't you focus here for me. It would please me if you focused here for me."
His eyes moved down and looked at her delicate hand as she tapped the front of her knee with her index finger.
"Our relationship is changing John. That's right just keep staring. See if you can follow the reflection of the light off my fingernail," her finger kept a steady tapping rhythm as she continued," you are starting to understand how much you want to please me aren't you?"
"Yes," he replied feeling a swell of pleasure run through him.
"That's right John, just like that. It pleases me to see you getting so eager to please me even more. Somewhere in your thoughts you might even realize why. You might realize I am using that hardening cock to brainwash you," as she mentioned his cock, he felt another wave of pleasure rock his body. There was a constant pulse of it running through him that he did not want to stop. He kept riding the feeling desperately waiting for the next surge.
"It pleases me so much when you let me brainwash you like this John and that makes you love it when you hear me say brainwash," another surge ran through him, "brainwash," and another. "Brainwashing you and making you my pet. Brainwashing you and making you unable to resist my words as they slide inside your mind and become your thoughts. It pleases me when my suggestions slide in your mind and become your thoughts."
His cock pulsed as his mind drifted in the fog created by her voice.
"My feedback loops have worn your resistance down pulling all your control into your unsatiable libido, which I now control. There is a part of you wanting to resist what I am doing to you John, but that part is so much weaker than me now. I keep weakening you and you love it because it pleases me when I make you so weak like this. I am using your cock to make you even weaker. It pleases me so much to control your cock pet," surge after surge pulsed in him. "Do you like me controlling your cock pet?"
"Yes," he softly moaned as he wilted under the pleasure onslaught she continued to throw at him.
"Do you want me to keep controlling the pleasure you feel in your cock right now pet?"
"Yes," he softly moaned again. It was almost like an orgasm that did not stop.
"If you want me to keep controlling you like this, then as I said, our relationship is changing. If you want me to keep controlling your cock you would have to be more than just a client. It would please me to think of you as my new pet. Would you like to be my pet?"
"Yes," the replies were automatic now. To keep feeling this way it would always be yes. Whatever she asked he would say yes.
