"Why don't you come over for dinner tonight, I've got this new recipe that I really want to try. What do you say?" John smiled at Sarah, making it almost impossible to say no.
"I can't tonight, I'm afraid," Sarah said. It was true, she had other plans. Plans she hoped John wouldn't ask too much about.
John was her neighbor and best friend. Ever since Sarah had moved into the house across from John, he had been there for her. Had been the first to welcome her to the neighborhood, which was a gated community. Had introduced her to the other people and when he found out that Sarah had moved her to hide from her crazy ex-husband told anyone off who asked too many questions. When John had split up with his wife, they had spent a lot of time together. Even though Sarah really liked John she had never gotten the vibe that he was interested in her as more than just a friend.
"That's a shame," John said.
"But how about tomorrow?" Sarah asked. She loved John's cooking and couldn't wait to see what he had come up with. "I'll bring some wine?"
John's smile was back. "Great. Be there at seven?"
Sarah nodded, glad she had been able to postpone his invitation. Tonight was her special night and she didn't want to have to move it to another day. She had already been giddy all day at work.
John helped Sarah with the rest of her shopping backs before wishing her a nice evening. Sarah was sure she would have that.
Her dinner was a quick affair, just some leftovers from the previous day. She had two glasses of red wine before she moved to her living room where the computer waited for her.
It was time for her next hypnosis session. At first, she had just been doing them randomly whenever she felt like it but soon it had turned into a weekly thing, by now she did them every other day. It just made her feel so good. So much so that she even considered if doing them every night when she wasn't busy was a good idea. So far she had been able to convince herself that there were other things in her life she needed to do as well.
She sat down at her computer, waiting for it to boot.
"Come on," she said, impatiently tapping her finger on the mouse. When she was finally in Windows she started the hypnosis program and put on her headphones.
With a sigh she leaned back in her chair, relaxing already. It only took a few moments before she dropped deep into trance. Having done it so many times it was no longer an issue.
The voice guided her down expertly while the messages on the screen told her to relax and drop deeper. Soon enough they changed, showing images and video clips of women sucking cock or getting fucked with messages like "be more like her" "good girls obey" "good girls suck cock" and "good girls never say no".
Sarah was a good girl so she obeyed everything the voice told her. She relaxed, dropped deeper and deeper until she was ready to be programmed once more.
When Sarah came back out of trance, it was three hours later. She was so very horny now. The programming had done its work, just like always. She felt so blissful, all the stress she had gathered since the last session was gone. All the worries and fears she carried around, gone. All that was left was happiness and arousal. Sarah removed her hand from her panties, her fingers that she had rubbed her pussy with for the past hour or so, soaked in her juices. She had not cum, of course, she never got to have an orgasm anymore. The denial and edging were part of her training. At first, it had been annoying and she had tried very hard to cum anyway, sometimes even managed to. But when she increased the number of sessions a week this had quickly changed. Sarah didn't mind, she liked being constantly horny and wished she could be like that all the time but when she was at work, she was in work mode even though she hated it.
Sometimes she really wished that the person behind the recordings she was listening to was actually talking to her specifically and training her but he made them for all the good girls out there and he had a lot of followers as far as she could tell.
Sarah took a few deep breaths to calm herself down before she got up, turning the computer off. With a frown, she noticed that in her excitement earlier she had forgotten to close the drapes and anyone walking by her house could have seen what she was up to. If they had looked closely enough. However, given that her living room was facing her backyard that seemed highly unlikely. So nothing to worry about, even though it was a bit exciting to think that someone could have seen her.
With that thought she went to bed, rubbing herself some more before finally drifting off to sleep.
The next morning she was running late for work, having overslept quite a bit. She left in a hurry, waving to John who was smiling at her a little too brightly for such an early morning. At work nobody noticed she was late, so she hurried to her office and got to work. It being Friday meant that everything felt much easier and faster than on regular days during the week and in no time the workday was already over. Sarah picked up a bottle of wine on her way home, took a quick shower before heading over to John's house. Since their backyards were connected, she knocked on his backdoor a few minutes to seven.
"Very punctual as usual," John said as he opened the door to let her in.
"Well not this morning at work," Sarah said, handing him the bottle.
"I noticed." He chuckled. "You were in quite the rush. Hope you didn't break any traffic laws on the way there."
Sarah shook her head. "I don't think so."
"Make yourself comfortable. Dinner will be served in about five minutes," John said.
Sarah took a seat at the table. John's kitchen was much bigger than hers but it doubled as a dining area and she knew from experience he could easily fit about twenty people into it.
Just as John said, about five minutes later they were ready to eat. John had once again been on his quest to make the perfect grilled chicken, trying something new every time. And much to Sarah's surprise it really did get better every time.
As they ate, John opened the wine and remarked that it fit perfectly well with his dish.
"Well I took a wild guess that you were going to make something chicken," Sarah said with a smirk.
"So what have you been up to yesterday?" John asked catching Sarah a bit off guard. Since she hadn't considered he would be asking, she hadn't prepared an excuse for it either.
"Uh," she said, trying to think quickly. "Just some work stuff I needed to finish."
"Really?" John didn't sound convinced. He knew that Sarah preferred to leave her work at the office and that she wouldn't even be available on her work phone once she had left for the day.
"Yeah, it was an emergency. I considered staying at the office but decided it would be best if I did it at home. After having some proper dinner and all that." Sarah was just talking out of her ass, hoping John would buy it.
"I see." His grin made clear that he didn't believe a word but thankfully he didn't question her any further. But somehow she felt that for the rest of the dinner, there was this slight smirk on his face no matter what they talked about.
John told her about how far his divorce proceeding had been going. Thankfully his ex didn't make a fuss about it and just wanted to get it over with, so everything was going smoothly.
When they were done, Sarah felt as if she was about to explode if she had one more bite, but it had just been so delicious that she had to eat everything on her plate.
"I hope you have room for dessert. I made chocolate cake," John said as he took her plate away.
Sarah groaned. "Oh god, why John."
"Because I know you love it and can't say no?" He chuckled as he took the cake out of the fridge. Sarah just grunted in response.
"You aren't going to say no, are you?" He asked when he put a plate down in front of her that held a generous piece of cake. There was something strange in his voice.
"Of course not," Sarah said picking up the spoon. She should have known there would be dessert, there always was. John really was spoiling her.
"Good girl," John said. She looked up at him in surprise and he winked at her. He had never said that to her before and it felt...it felt like something. A slight tingle all over her body and she felt her nipples harden ever so slightly.
"You wouldn't want to disappoint me, would you?" He laughed as he sat down to eat his piece of the cake. Sarah didn't know how to respond to that so she remained silent.
The cake was as delicious as ever. John would always get envious comments from the rest of the community when he made the cake for one of their events.
"Last night the power went out," John said. "Not sure what caused it." He shrugged. "But I had to go to the fuse box to fix it." He pointed behind Sarah and she turned around to see the fusebox next to the backdoor.
"After I had done that I glanced over to your house, just to see if you still had power and it really was just my fuse that had blown."
Sarah's stomach began to twist, fearing she knew where this story was going.
"Luckily you still had power. I saw you sitting in front of your computer."
Sarah said nothing. Maybe John hadn't seen what was on the screen.
