John sat at his desk working, it was almost five in the afternoon and the office was getting ready to clear out for the day. His day had been rather busy and the fatigue was setting in. He could feel the weariness in his eyes every time he had to focus on his computer screen. He was finishing up a spreadsheet for a possible client when his cell phone rang, "Hello?"
"John?" a female voice said in askance.
"Speaking," his mind started to wonder why this woman's was so familiar to him when she answered the mystery for him.
"This is your Princess John," it was a voice that he had heard over and over again in recordings he had purchased. When things got a little hectic he sought an escape. He found the escape within the fetish of erotic hypnosis. He often wondered why it was that particular fetish that had so tantalized him but always came up empty on the reason.
"Oh...um...hello," he felt something he could only characterize as nerves as their conversation started to form.
"Hello back John," her voice had a throaty quality to it. The best description for it in John's mind was simply sexy. "I was just calling to thank you for purchasing my recordings. I know you haven't reached out to me after all this time so I thought I should reach out and thank you."
"Well...you're welcome," John answered before catching himself," I guess I should be thanking you as well for the escape you provide me."
"Is that why you buy them? I thought it might be you just like my legs, or my eyes, or to hear my seductive whispers," John listened and realized she was reeling off the themes to the recordings he had purchased.
"I just really wanted a brief escape," cursing himself for his fatigue again he quickly added," but yes they are great, you're quite good at the recordings and a very pretty woman."
"Just an escape? Are you sure it's not too late?" Her question gave John pause.
"Um...too late for what?" John wondered where this was going but he was starting to get an idea.
"How do you feel when you think about my legs? My eyes? Do my whispers haunt your dreams?" John thought about it and felt the same tingling sensations, albeit muted, he got when listening to the recordings. John did not answer right away so Princess continued, " well it seems they do give you pause John. Maybe you feel a little tingle run through your body. All my triggers are in there, they're in your head. Legs in stockings, eyes that trap you."
John finally found his voice, "well they do I just really need it for an escape," John felt he should be worried he responded to her in such a way but stayed on the phone.
"I think you want more of this John," she continued, " I think you crave my voice. How many times have you masturbated thinking of me? Tell me?"
"I am not sure," John answered before he realized he had and heard a soft giggle on the other side of the phone in response.
"I thought as much. Was it at my feet...no I bet it was fucking me wasn't it? Your submissive but I doubt that kind of submissive."
John could not believe what he was hearing, not so much what she said but that she had guessed correctly.
