erogenousmind: “Ohmygawwwwwww…” It was a wonder Brianna could form coherent words at all at this poi
erogenousmind: “Ohmygawwwwwww…” It was a wonder Brianna could form coherent words at all at this point, as her…seventh? eighth?…mind-blowing orgasm rocked her body and mind. She was panting. Her body was getting used to the routine now. The deep relaxation of trance. Moving, automatically, to obey the commands she was given. The pleasure that came with obedience, and was becoming the same thing as obedience. And then cumming. The pleasure etching itself into her mind, reshaping her thoughts. As she came down, she started to prepare herself for another round. Without even thinking about it, she dimly realized, she was anticipating feeling the pleasure of obedience all over again. Just like she had wanted. But something was different. She was becoming more lucid. Stephen was speaking to her, just as he had been for the last hour or so but…was he counting her back up? “And five. Wide awake and feeling wonderful.” Stephen sat back, giving her time to collect herself. Slowly, Brianna’s thoughts returned. They had been conditioning her. Teaching her to respond without hesitation to any command he gave her. Teaching her body and mind to associate obedience and pleasure… “Why did you stop?” she asked, slowly, her voice still far away. “The spirit is willing…” Stephen replied. “We’ve been at this a while, and you can use a break, whether you realize it or not. Here, have some water.” He offered a cup which she gladly accepted. “When you feel able, you might want to get up and walk around some too. Stretch you muscles out.” Brianna slowly stood and realized that she could use a few minutes to recover. As she sipped the water, she realized how parched she was and quickly finished the glass, and made her way to the kitchen for a refill. When she returned, Stephen stopped her before she could sit down. “Before we start again, Bri, I want to make sure this is still what you want. When we are done, you won’t be able to even consider disobeying a command I give you. You’ll respond without even thinking.” Brianna chuckled. “You make it sound so dramatic. So I’ll get off on doing whatever you say. You’re not going to make me some mindless puppet. I’ll still be able to resist you if I really want to.” “Kneel.” Brianna was on her knees. Her face was flush, first with arousal, then embarrassment. “Th- that doesn’t prove anything,” she stammered. “You just caught me off guard. If I had known it was coming I could have resisted you.” “That might be true. For now,” said Stephen, smiling. “But that’s my point. If we keep going, you won’t be able to resist. You might not be able to want to.” “Right,” Brianna replied, rolling her eyes. “You really think you are going to mind fuck me that hard, huh?” “You’re still on your knees,” Stephen pointed out. “You haven’t told me to st-” Brianna caught herself. Her cheeks were bright red now. She was still a little embarrassed, but mostly, it was just so hot being on her knees in front of him. Being made to serve. Being made to obey. She could have stopped herself, she was pretty sure. But she didn’t want to. She didn’t want to be able to resist. She had asked for this. And now it was so close… “So,” Stephen asked, his focus sharpening, his voice becoming firm, commanding. “Are you ready to continue?” She stared into his eyes, her own already losing focus. “Yes,” she replied. Her voice was growing softer. Already almost just a whisper. “Teach me to obey.” -- source link