The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

“So, I just need you to wait here, ok? But if I call for you, I need you to come in, and close the door behind you. Make sense?” I asked.

He shrugged, “I guess so?”

“And look. I—this could get pretty weird. But I need you to trust me. Do you trust me?”

He shrugged again, “Yeah? I mean, sure, I trust you”.

“ back at my house? When my mom came in and I talked her into letting you come over, and not bothering us? It might be like that.”

“Like, you are going to … uh… convince… " He shook his head. “No, I don’t get it.”

“I may need to—distract her, so I can convince her. And you are that distraction.”

He looked worried. “Ok, so I’m just going to stand there? Or… what?”

I grinned, “Something like that. Just trust me OK? No matter what happens, I need you to that there is a plan here and that you trust me. Ok? For real?”

He looked confused, but then his expression hardened and he nodded. Good boy.

“Amber, Amber, we’re going around in circles here. You aren’t presenting any new information at this meeting. You said all this before, and I told you that it was my professional opinion that we need to for the possible confound of—”

“Dr Stanis! I know! But I don’t understand why we can’t just publish it like it is and let the reviewers—” I tried to explain.

“Amber! Please. Do not interrupt me to again, only to go back to the same arguments. We’ve had this argument already, and it does nothing but waste my time to have it again. My answer will not change without some new information. It is absolutely pointless for you to say the same thing in a more energetic way. Pointless!“

“But please Dr. Stannis. Please. You know how much I need this paper on my resume! You know how much I need your recommendation! What more can I do?! I can’t eliminate the variables without getting more data! It’s impossible! And I don’t have time to gather that data now! Please, can’t we just publish it, and write a follow-up paper?!”

Dr. Stannis drew a deep breath, and looking stern, opened her mouth to speak.

“PLEASE! I’m begging you. Isn’t there something else we could do?!?!” I rushed out. I was almost shaking.

She closed her mouth, letting the air out slowly through her nose. She looked up, with an almost inquisitive look. “Something else? Hmmm. I mean. Well. I mean, you’re asking me to sacrifice my professional ethics for you? To do something that I don’t think is right. And you want me to do it so that you, you, can have a better college application? Is that right?“

I wanted to object. To defend myself. But it was clear that, well, that she was right. I slowly nodded and said, “Sorry.”

She kept looking at me, almost thoughtful.

“Well, I mean I haven’t really thought about it. What could you do for me? That would make it worth my while?” She asked. Her face was stern, but she had a glint in her eyes that I almost recognized.

It took me aback. Like, what could I, not even in college, do for her? Like, her laundry? Go shopping for her?

“I—” I took a deep breath. “I-I could do whatever you needed me to? I mean, I have lots of skills and I’m industrious and a hard working, I mean you know all that already—” I was rambling.

“No.”

I looked up, shocked. I wasn’t expecting that kind of outright rejection. She looked at me and again I saw that look in her eye. Where had I seen it before?

“I mean: Amber. What can you—” She thrust her finger at me, “Do for me” tapping her fingertip between her breasts.

I just stood there, frozen. My whole body tensed up, with no idea what to do or where to look.

“Go and close the door, and come back over here”

It clicked. That look. I’d seen it before, dozens of times. It was the look of a man who only has one thing on their mind.

“Ummm. What- I mean… why do you want the door closed?” I trembled.

She looked at me like I was a morsel of food. Hand to God, she dead-ass said “Amber, please don’t make me ask again. I prefer my … well, I prefer that you just do as you’re told”

Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. Is this what I do? Ok. Deep breath. “I do have one more thing to show you. Dylan! Can you come in here for a second?” I called out the open door.

Dr. Stanis just looked at me, curiously.

He stepped in, wearing his casual shorts-and-t-shirt and looked around.

Dr. Stanis is pretty old, like maybe 30? But she’s also pretty for all that. She’s like 5′9″, pretty skinny for an old lady, very dark hair, slightly darker skin tone, like maybe Greek? Oh, and she has a great bust. In classes, she always wears a jacket or vest over top, but alone in her office she had it hung up on a hook beside her.

Dylan couldn’t keep eye with her, and just looked at me, a slight look pleading me to not make him do this. This was going to work though. I nodded, encouraging him.

“Amber, I don’t understand. Who is this?” She asked, genuinely confused. Well, she’d be pretty clear what was what in a minute!

But he didn’t do it. He started to, but he couldn’t do it. Even after a stern look from me. Shit. As usual, it was up to me.

“Dr. Stanis, this is Dylan, and he has something to show you.” I said, and in one quick motion, I pantsed him.

“Oh what the f—Really Amber! I don’t know what... I can’t believe you would... I mean it’s—It’s—uh. Oh. I, uh… Hmmm. Could you just, uh—” then she stopped talking for almost a whole minute. At one point Dylan took a breath and I could see that he was going to talk, but I glared at him so forcefully that he didn’t say anything. Then finally she spoke again, but her whole demeanor was changed. “Uh—could you just uh, scoot to the side?” She said, and leaned over slightly on the desk.

Oh fucking thank god! I silently rejoiced. I mean, as much as I believed it, it still seemed crazy.

“Dr Stanis. Keep looking at it” I said, stepping around the desk. She nodded, wetting her lips.

“You are going to keep looking at it, and you are going to listen to what I have to say.” I told her. She nodded again.

“You are going to accept the paper in it’s current state, and try to get it published.” She stopped, her face looking almost panicked.

“Oh no, I—” She actually managed to look briefly at me. “No I can’t try to publish the current paper, Amber. I- I- uh, I’ve been over that with you”.

“You will! You will publish it!” She started sweating, still looking at nothing but Dylan’s cock, just softly hanging there.

“I can’t!” she whispered “It’s impossible”

What? “Why Dr. Stanis. Why is it impossible?”

“Because I’ve already submitted it to a journal”

What. The. Fuck. “You’ve what? Why?”

“Because I wanted to publish it. I’m coming up for tenure soon. I need the publications, and this promises to be a foundational paper”.

“Then WHY” I practically shouted, “WHY are you having me do all these rewrites?”

“I … uhm… Can you… Can you just wait outside my office for a moment dear?” She asked, her fingers playing along the neckline of her top, just under her collarbone.

My mind was awhirl. Was she fucking with me?

“Dr. Stanis. You are going to listen to me. If you stop listening, I’m going to take it away. You don’t want me to take him away do you?”

She made a soft groan. “No—”

“Ok then. Tell me what is up with all these rewrites”.

She glanced again at me briefly. “I… I don’t really want to…” She looked anxious and unhappy.

I looked at Dylan. “Can you tell her to answer me?”

He shrugged. “Can you please answer her question”.

She sat quietly, her mouth opened a few times, but she still didn’t answer the question.

“Dylan? Can you tell her to answer my question?” He’s cute, but dammit sometimes…

“Huh? Oh, yeah, sure. Uh Dr… Uh, Professor, answer Amber’s question.” it wasn’t as firm a command as I’d like, but it’ll have to do.

She groaned again, a helpless sound.

“I… I can’t tell you. I uh… I need you … I need you both to leave. " But even as she said it, here eyes never wavered.

I needed to get to the bottom of this. Why wasn’t this working. “Dylan, come over here”. I needed to amp this up.

God, it really was a beautiful thing. But he did look ridiculous waddling around the desk until he was right next to her, his shorts around his ankles, and his beautiful dick dangling between his thighs.

“You like it don’t you?” I said to her. She’d pivoted so she could see it, and her hand was back lightly scratching the swell of her breasts. She nodded wordlessly.

“Can you imagine what it feels like?” I asked her. “I can tell you, you can’t imagine how good it feels. It feels so much better. " I reached past her, and my finger traced up and down it’s length. Dylan jumped at the , but after a moment, it started ri.

She made a small sound.

I continued touching up and down it’s length until it was fully erect, standing up proud, pointing nearly at her face. It took about 30 seconds, and the whole time I don’t think she took a single breath. It was only about a foot away from her face, and her gaze remained fast on it.

Leaning over to touch it had put my head nearer her head, since she was still seated. I moved my lips closer to her ear.

“You have to trust us. If you trust us, you can touch it too. Do you trust us?” I spoke softly into her ear. She made no response.

“Tell me. Do you trust us?” She nodded.

“You trust us. You want to trust us. Tell me that you trust us” I repeated

So quietly it was almost inaudible, she finally spoke. “I trust you”.

“He makes you hot, doesn’t he”

Tiniest little head shake.

“Look at his cock. It is so beautiful. Do you think it’s beautiful?” I tried again. Tiny nod.

“Don’t you want to touch it? Don’t you want to feel it?” No response at all.

“Do you want to touch Dylan? You can touch him if you trust us.” I tried again. No response.

“Looking at it makes you aroused. The longer you look, the hotter you become. His cock is making you so hot right night. It’s making you feel so horny. Do you feel how horny you are? Just looking at it making you all wet” I whispered.

I heard her groan quietly, and I saw her start shifting in her chair. Ok. So this was working.

“You are so aroused right now, just looking at it. Tell me how aroused you are”.

She made another groan. “Mmph. I—I shouldn’t… This isn’t—mmm—isn’t right.”

“Amber? Maybe we should—” Dylan started talking, but I shushed him.

“But you feel so good. When you look at it. You feel so hot and delicious. You can’t look away because it makes you feel so good. Tell me how looking at it makes you feel”

She squirmed in her chair. “So hot” she breathed out. Ok, good, so this was working. This seems better than just repeating that she trusts us. Instead I’m improving the motivation that … well that his dick provides. I decided to press the attack.

“It looks so good because it tastes so good. The idea of tasting it makes you so hot. You want to taste it, to put it in your mouth. It would feel so good to taste it, wouldn’t it?” I whispered. “You’re mouth is watering from the idea of tasting that delicious cock. The idea of touching it, licking it, it’s turning you on so much. You aren’t sure how much longer you can resist it.” A thin stream of saliva slipped out of her mouth.

“What do you want?” I asked quietly into her ear.

Her face flushed red, and she made some incoherent noises.

“You want to suck it. You want to taste it. You know that when you taste it, it’ll be the best thing ever. The idea of tasting it is making you so hot. You might have an orgasm, just from tasting it. Isn’t that right?” I whispered.

I noticed that Dylan was watching her, and that seeing her turn into this puddle of woman was turning him on. I was still just slowly stroking with one finger, but his gorgeous cock was as hard as a rock.

“If you can trust us, you could taste it. Trusting us is making you so hot. That cock is making you so hot. You are so wet right now, thinking about touching it, tasting it, and trusting us. You have never felt hotter than this. All because you trusted us to have this meeting.” I whispered. She shivered and gasped.

“Do you trust us?” I asked. Very slowly, she nodded. Her tongue was sticking out, saliva drooling from the tip.

“Tell me, why can’t you try to publish the paper?”

“I… Can I taste it?”

“Soon. First you have to tell me, why can’t you publish my paper?”

“Because… Because I already submitted it.” She blushed, and leaned forwards, but I put my hand in her loose black hair, and held her fast.

“Uh uh uh. Not yet. If you already submitted it, why are you having me do these rewrites? It’s ok, you can tell me”

“Because I want you.”

What? “What? Why… can you explain?”

She continued shifting in her chair, and she was practically pulling against me to get at that cock.

“I was waiting for you to break down. Then I was going to offer to fix the paper for you. But only if you did something for me. I was literally about to make that offer when you brought … him in.”

“What did you want me to do?”

“Can’t I touch it? With my tongue?”

“Tell me what you wanted me to do.”

She swallowed some saliva and cleared her throat. “I wanted you to let me fuck you. Now though? Can I taste it now?”

I was silent for a minute. I had no idea she wanted that. I’m not really into women. I mean, they’re not disgusting or anything, but it’s … it’s just not my thing? Also, wait, she was going to blackmail me? Weird that that was my second thought. But the more I thought about it, the angrier I got.

“Are you gay?” I asked.

She nodded. “I normally keep it a secret, but yeah.”

“But you still want to suck his cock?”

She shook her head. “No, but I want to taste it. I need it in my mouth. That is the hottest thing. It’s making me so wet thinking about it.”

“You don’t mind if I call you Rebecca, do you?”

“Oh… Um, I prefer if my students—”

“You don’t mind if I call you Rebecca. You trust me, and I can call you Rebecca”

“Ah, uh, well, yes, it’s ok.”

“Rebecca, what do you want, right now”

“I want—” then she stopped. She looked back at me, then back at Dylan’s cock. Then back at me. “I want… I want you, and I want to taste that cock. I want both of those things. I want to taste it and touch it. Then I want to make you submit to me.”

“Submit? You mean agree to have sex with you?”

She shook her head. “No. I mean yes, but more than that. It’s… I mean normally I wouldn’t share this, but I guess. I mean I just really get off on having sex with a woman that isn’t into it. Like, maybe they do it but they’re angry or resigned or crying. It makes me feel so hot, having that power”.

OMG, how could I have worked with this woman for this long without understanding what a… a rapist she was!

“Rebecca, do you like to suck dick?” I asked, innocently.

“No, I don’t like men. I think penises are kind of gross. Uninteresting is sort of the best they get.” She said, while leaning towards Dylan’s cock with the eagerness of a dog.

“Rebecca, you like sucking cock.” I mean, why not start with the frontal assault.

She shook her head, “Oh, uh, well, you see, I really don’t”, she said apologetically.

“Rebecca. Look at that cock. You want to suck it. Tell me you want to suck it.” I said more firmly.

She looked confused. “I mean… I don’t really want to suck it. I just want it in my mouth. Is that the same thing?” She asked, sounding even more confused than she looked. Wow. She must really be gay or whatever.

“Have you ever sucked a cock?”

She made a face. “No.” Ah. That’s an opening. She was ignorant of blowjobs.

“Oh! So you don’t know!” I said, putting all the enthusiasm into my voice that I could. “You don’t know how good it is. Wow! Oh my god, you’re going to love it!". I wrapped my fingers around it and gave it a squeeze.

She looked skeptical, “Uh, I don’t think so.”

“Have you ever seen anyone give head before? I mean, on a man?” She shook her head. “No? Not even in porn?”

“I would always skip that stuff when I was younger and once I understood my sexuality, well it just didn’t come up anymore”

“Rebecca, you’re going to sit there, and you’re going to watch something amazing.”

“Ok” she said quietly.

“In just a minute, you’re going to see something that is going to change your whole opinion, possibly on life itself. When I show you what I am going to show you, you’ll change you mind about something that you always thought was gross. You’ll realize that it’s not gross at all. When it happens, you’ll realize how erotic it is. When you see it, you’ll see how turned on your body gets. Your nipples will harden, and your… your… your panties will get all moist. You’ll get so wet, so hot. You’ll be begging me, anyone, to let you do it. Because it’s so hot. ”

“Just watching it. Just watching it, and you’ll be more aroused than you’ve ever been. You won’t be able to stop from touching yourself. But you won’t be able to cum just from seeing it. No, but you’ll be so hot that it’ll almost hurt. You’ll want to beg me, him, anyone, to let you cum. But you won’t. You’ll just watch. Watch, and touch yourself, getting closer and closer to orgasm. And all because of this thing that I’m going to show you. Even just hearing me describe it is going to get you hot. Are you getting hot?”

She groaned again and took a big breath. “Yes.” she breathed out.

“I’m going to suck his cock. When I do, you’ll think it’s the hottest thing you’ve ever seen. You didn’t know because you’ve never seen it. But now that you see it, you will find yourself flooded with arousal. You won’t be able to stop yourself from wanting it. You’re going to want it so much, and you’re going to be so aroused watching me suck his cock, that you’ll have to play with yourself. Because sucking cock is so erotic. Do you understand me?” She nodded her head.

I scooted around her, quickly putting my hair up and dropping to my knees. I briefly looked up at Dylan, and his mouth was hanging open. TBH, I really couldn’t wait to suck it myself. It’s just so beautiful! But I needed to put on a bit of a show here.

I stuck out my tongue and ran it up the underside of his cock, glancing over at Rebecca. Her mouth was also hanging out, but the look on her eyes was sheer lust. I let out a low moan. I mean, I loved it, but I also needed to sell how erotic this was. I took hold of the base with my hand, and ran my lips all around the tip. This time it was Dylan groaning. I hoped her door was reasonably soundproof! I wrapped my lips all around it and sucked hard…

It wasn’t long before I was sucking on the whole length, sliding my mouth up and down on it, while jerking it with my other hand. My other hand was up under my skirt, sliding up and down my panties. God it felt so good in my mouth. But I suddenly realized where I was, and what my actual goal was.

I reluctantly slipped it out of my mouth and looked over at my professor. She had spread her legs and was rhythmically pressing her hand between them over her slacks. She was openly panting, and her eyes were glued to Dylan’s cock. Still looking at her, I slid my hand up and down its slick length.

“It’s so amazing. It feels so good in my mouth. And Rebecca, it makes me so hot. I’m so wet, just from doing this. Do you see how hot it is making me?” I asked, both of my hands busy stroking their respective targets.

“Yes” she groaned out, her hand pressing against herself. “You—mmmph—you must be getting so wet”

“Yes I am. I’m so wet from doing this. From sucking his cock.” I said, trying to show how aroused I was.

“Show—Show me?” She asked. Oh! I mean. Damn, it’s so weird. I’m kneeling here, my hand rubbing my pussy under my skirt while I suck my boyfriends cock in front of my drooling, panting professor. And yet I still felt weirdly shy about … exposing my—myself. I didn’t want to. I shook my head.

“No, but see how hot it’s making me?” I said, and licked up the length of his cock and moaned in half-exaggerated pleasure.

“Maybe. But if you show me, I’ll be sure. So you should show me. Then I’ll know.” She said, a hint of her matter-of-fact voice. Damn. She was right though. I should show her, and then she’d be certain that I was getting aroused from sucking his cock. It’s pretty dumb though. Obviously I was getting aroused sucking this gorgeous cock. Anyone would! So even though I was reluctant to, I sat back on my butt, and pushed one leg out towards her. Then I pulled my skirt to the side and tucked it in, showing my thong. There was a moist spot in the center.

“See?” I said, gesturing at my panties.

“Uhm… I mean, not really. You should pull your panties to the side. Then you can show me how wet you are.” She said, sounding strained. Double damn. It’s true though, if I pulled my panties to the side, she wouldn’t be able to deny how wet I was. Oh well, in for a penny, in for a pound, right? So I pulled it aside and showed her

“How about now. See how wet I got from sucking on his cock?”

She let out a hiss, and I saw her hand renew it’s attack on her own crotch. Makes sense. I’m trying to sell the eroticism of this blowjob, but it’s probably easier to arouse her with, you know, a woman, given that she’s like, gay and all.

“Can you touch it? I can see you’re wet, but how wet? Touch it and I’ll be able to see” She asked.

Well…I mean that would be better proof. Oh shit! Damn, I really was turned on. I slipped my fingers up and down my lips. I stretched my arm out towards her, and when I pulled my fingers apart there was a little thread of my moisture between them.

“See how wet I am. I’m so wet from sucking his cock. Sucking his cock is making us both so hot.” I took a sec and sucked his cock back into my mouth. God I was so fucking aroused. But I saw her shudder and she quietly moaned . Good, it was working.

“That might be fake”. She said, a hint of her thoughtful scientific tone breaking through. “It could be lubricant you put there before coming in. You should prove to me that it’s really from your own… body.”

Goddamn it. She was right. I needed to show beyond a shadow of a doubt that this was from my body. How could I. God I was so turned on from sucking this cock it was hard to think.

I stuck two fingers inside myself. I really was incredibly wet. “MMmm jesus I’m so wet. You can see it! But here, this should be proof enough for you!” and I reached over and rubbed my fingers on that space just below her nose. Instantly her lips and tongue reached out to capture it and taste

“Are you wet too?” I asked her, still stroking it.

She groaned, “Aaah—yes, ugh. I’m so wet. Do you want me to show you?” Hah, no thanks. I’m not gay.

“And that’s why you’re playing with yourself, aren’t you. Even though you know you shouldn’t, you can’t help it. Sucking cock is just too erotic, it looks too hot for you to stop yourself. You’re so turned on from this, from watching me suck his cock, that you can’t stop yourself. You can’t stop yourself from touching yourself. But you need more. This over the clothes stuff isn’t doing it. Because you’re so aroused. You need to feel more, don’t you? You can’t stop yourself. You’re going to take your clothes off, so you can touch yourself better while you watch this incredible erotic display. No one could suck this cock without getting incredibly aroused! You’ll see”

I took it back in my mouth, and omg I just about creamed myself. It really is the most amazing cock. Just everything about it is amazing. I was taking long slow strokes, really putting it into my mouth as far as I could. Just sucking it was making me incredibly aroused!

When I looked up again, I saw that she had her pants around her knees, and her breasts were pulled out of her shirt. With her left hand she was strumming on her clit, and her right was holding her nipple in a tight grip while her forefinger slid back and forth over it. Instead of the rapt attention she was showing earlier, she looked tense and almost anxious.

I took my mouth off of it with a pop. “Doesn’t it look good? You must be so hot. Sitting in your chair fucking yourself while you watch someone else suck a cock. You didn’t know, you didn’t know how hot it would look. But you can see now that sucking cock is the hottest thing ever. And sucking this cock, would be the most amazing thing you’ve ever done. “

Some drool spilled out of her mouth and landed on her breasts. I bet Dylan was loving this show. I went back to sucking for a minute, enjoying the gasps of both of them. A minute or two later, Rebecca made a whining noise. When I looked over, instead of the tense expression, she looked almost like she was in pain. Her hand was a blur between her legs, and instead of gently rubbing the nipple, she had one firmly grasped in her hand and was pinching and rolling it hard.

“I can see how much you want to come. You want to come so bad. Just from watching this incredible sight. Just from seeing how much I enjoy sucking his cock. But you can’t come yet. Do you know why?”

She whimpered and shook her head vigorously.

“Because you wanted to use me. You were going to blackmail me into having sex with you. So do you know what I’m going to do?”

She didn’t answer, she just kept strumming her clit, breathing in short gasps.

“I’m going to show you a good time. Rebecca, you know how good that cock is going to taste? It’s going to make you so aroused to taste it. But when you taste it, you can’t let it touch your teeth. It must never touch your teeth. Only your tongue and lips. Stick your tongue out. If you stick your tongue out, then I’ll let you taste it.”

Her tongue extended so far I was almost worried she was going to hurt herself. I stood and stepped around behind her.

I pressed my stomach up against the back of her head, and reached past and gripped Dylan’s hips with both hands.

“Here you go, Rebecca darling!” I said, and pulled Dylan towards me. His cock slipped right up her tongue into her mouth, until her head was pressed hard against my stomach.

“Mmmmph!” she swooned. I reached up and gave Dylan a kiss. He looked shell-shocked, but his dick was all I needed to know that I was doing the right thing for him.

“It feels so good. That cock feels so good in your mouth. You’ve never felt anything better. You love the taste of him, and the feel of him in your mouth. " I told her. She made wet sounds in response.

“Just the feel of his cock in your mouth is getting you closer and closer to orgasm. Are you close?”

“Yeth. Ah! Tho clothe!” She panted around the cock in her mouth.

“It’ll feel even better if you suck up and down on it. Go on, suck it. You’ll see how good it feels.” She immediately began vigorously working her head back and forth on it.

“It feels so good, doesn’t. It almost feels good enough to come. But you can’t come yet. You can’t. Do you know why?”

She shook her head, and her eyes were pleading.

“Because before you can come, you’ll have to agree to something. Are you ready to come? Do you want to come? The delicious feeling of sucking is making you so close, but you just can’t come yet. But you want to come so bad. How badly do you want to come?“

“Unh! Unh! Fuck. So badly. Ah! I’m so close. Please” She pleaded before gobbling that gorgeous cock back into her mouth. Her hand was rubbing back and forth at a frenzied pace while she sucked and gagged on that cock.

“Before you can come, you have to agree, that you are going to do whatever I tell you to do. Do you understand?” Fuck, it was so hot. She didn’t want to agree, but she was just… overcome with lust. Damn. I’ve always thought that that was hot, you know?

She panted desperately around the cock, still working herself with her hands. After a long tense moment, she released it from her mouth. “Please! Ugh! I- uh—fuck. Please just let me- Oh!” she gasped out.

“Holy Shit Amber. This is so fucking hot!". God, it’s so weird. This whole thing is happening, centered around Dylan’s cock, but I swear I had almost forgotten he was here. But he was right. This was really hot. My nipples were hard as rocks and were calling out for attention. I leaned down to whisper in her ear, and just the hot breath on her ear started a whole new round of twitches.

“That’s right. It is so hot. Rebecca, this feeling, of me telling you what to do, you find this so hot. You find it hot to do what I want. You want to do whatever I want. You get so hot just thinking about obeying me. You know that obeying me is the only way you will get to suck this cock again. So it’s easssssy. Just tell me that you’ll do what I say. Tell me.“

She made incoherent noises but that wasn’t enough for me. I slid my hands to cup her breasts in my hands while she sucked his cock and rubbed frantically at her clit. “God you’re sooooo close” I whispered. “you’re desperate to come aren’t you? You would do anything to come. Wouldn’t you?” I stuck my tongue in her ear and swished it briefly around, eliciting a whole new round of grunts and pants around that beautiful cock. “This is it Becky. If you can’t obey me, you can’t ever do this again. You’ll never feel this way again. And this feeling, this almost there feeling is all you’ll ever have. You don’t want that do you. You want to come. You want to come more than anything. And the only way to do it is to do whatever I say. And all you have to do is tell me, feel it in your chest, and tell me. Just obey. Obey, and you can come. What do you say” I whispered into her ear while carressing her breasts.

Here eyes practically rolled back in her head, and she snapped, pulling her lips off that cock just long enough to belt out. “Oh! Yes! Oh! Whatever you say! Please! Fuck!!!!” She almost shrieked.

I pinched her free nipple hard and whispered “Come for me.” and she absolutely fucking went crazy. Her back arched so far back that she almost fell out of the chair onto her head. Her legs straightened and clamped together over her hand, pushing hard against her clit, and the hand that had been pinching her own nipple grabbed around her big tit so hard her nails broke the skin in several places. It took almost 30 seconds before she stopped twitching, and slowly slumped back into the chair, before sliding out onto the floor. She was out cold.

“Jesus Christ Amber. That was fucking hot! I’ve never seen anyone come like that. " I again realized he was here. Fuck. That was hot. I looked up at him and realized he was standing there with the hardest version of his cock I’d literally ever seen. And I needed it so bad. I practically fell onto it with my mouth, sucking it for all my life. It didn’t take long before he was warning me that he was about to come. Normally I like to swallow it, because damn does it taste good. But this time, doing something else just seemed right. I started jerking him off, his cock pointing at my face.

“Dylan, you did it. You fucking magnificent beast. You did it. You made her mi—yours. All that’s left is to mark her. Are you going to mark her babe? Huh? You going to mark her with your cum ”

“Uh” he said indecisively, while I continued jerking him faster and faster. “Shit Amber. Fuck. I’m—”

“Do it babe. Cum. Cum for me.” and just like that he started coming. I pointed it at the fucking bitch on the floor in front of us, and he groaned as he painted three solid blasts across her belly, her tits, and her face. I kept milking it until he was done, and he looked absolutely shellshocked. She on the other hand, looked like a whore, which is exactly what I was hoping.

I took him gently into my mouth, tasting the last remnants of cum as he slowly softened. When I was sure he was done, I stood up, pulling his shorts up. I looked up at him with a wide smile

“Babe” I told him, snuggling up against his chest, “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” And I meant every word.