It was nice getting used to the comfort of someone again. She felt naturally relaxed with his touch. There she would be, head on his lap without a care in the world. They had only been seeing eachother for a few weeks now, but she felt that she could trust him.
It was something she didn't have to think about.
And oddly enough, that only made her feel she was melting away.
"I'm curious about something," he said. He placed his thumb on her forehead, pressing the soft spot between her eyes. It softened her brow as her pupils rotated in the direction of his finger.
"Huuuuuuuh" She moaned out, unable to get another syllable as her back arched. It was like he was drilling his finger through her mind, making its way to her privates. Blood rushed to her clit.
"I love how responsive you are," He mused. He pressed his thumb and she gasped in lust and need. "It's hot. Try something with something with me?"
All she could do was nod, her toes curling into his sheets. Her sanity felt ripped thread by thread by the blood rushing down. All from a touch.
Where she focused on his words. his voice. the watch.
"Good toy. Off." He pressed.
He smiled, stroking her hair. He lifted her arm, it dropped. He was impressed. They hadn't known eachother for that long, but with each visit he was rewiring her brain.
"That's a good toy. So responsive. Focus on my voice. My words. The watch.. Seeing it plain as day. You remember the watch. When we first met. How it dangled down the chain. Swaying left and right. Remembering how it ticked. Spiraling you away.'
"We are going to continue our programming today, toy. On."
Her eyes snapped open, "What were you curious about?" She loved his smiles. Anytime he smiled, she felt it.
He laughed, "You're cute. Off." He pressed his thumb and she dropped like a ragdoll. "So responsive. Just a good toy. Obeying commands in and out of trance. Always yes. When you hear my voice. No matter the words. Always yes. My words lead to yes. Do you understand"
A voice that sounded a thousand miles away, "Yes."
"That's my good toy, remember to forget. forget to remember." leaning down. "On," Left his lips before he kissed her forehead.
She woke up moaning in lust his lips on her skin. She gripped the couch they were laying on feeling like her mind was freying away. "What's...when did we start foreplay."
"Does it feel like I'm fingering her?"
Her thighs squeezed as she gasped. "yes."
"Like they are always there."
"Tapping away. like the rhythm of a clock. Can't you hear it?"
She felt his hot breath as he whispered in her ear. "Can I keep you?"
His thumb pressed. "Off."
And limp she went. So automatic. It had become a reflex to obey his commands.
He rubbed her forehead with his thumb, letting it spiral down. "I think I will. Keep you. Good toys like you obey. Spread your legs."
"Mind off. All that's left is my voice. my words. The watch. Helpless to resist."
"I wanted to be brainwashed."
"Yes you did, pet. That's why you swiped right. How we met. You sought me out. Wanting to be brainwashed. And you are. You belong to me now."
"I own your thoughts. Will. Mind. I own it all."
