Short Story: Desires to be Pleasing

Male's Point of View - Special Powers

I love girls like her...

So easy to slip into their minds and start tinkering without them noticing anything amiss. Their innate desire to be pretty and pleasing is a foothold I never get tired of. Most of them already do so much to get noticed and be complimented that my gentle nudges go unnoticed.

​We chat and they feel small thrills of pleasure each time I compliment them. In no time at all, they find themselves sending me sexy pictures and they don’t find anything wrong with it. They only wish to get the next compliment...

Of course, I add a little haze and confusion to the mix so they don’t worry about it too much.To them, it just feels like another selfie they need to post. The more they enjoy my compliments, the greater the control I gain. Each little thrill enables me to sink my influence deeper into their pliable little minds.

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Their thoughts and desires soon become my playground as I extend my tendrils to each corner of their brain. They are so centred on their own desire to be sexy and beautiful that my deeply implanted thoughts become their own. I barely have to push...

Take Kimberly...

After our initial contact, it was so easy to push her to wish to chat with me a few minutes every day. A few compliments on her latest posts... A few nudges there... She loses track of time while she enjoys my company. Not to mention how much she ends up forgetting about what we actually talk about. She’s just left with a satisfied smile when she finally closes our chat window. She only remembers that I was astounded by her beauty and that we had a wonderful chat.

In truth, she spends that time telling me ALL about her deepest secrets. About how she dreams of becoming a major influencer or maybe even a model. She tells me about all her past boyfriends and what she loved about them. I wasn’t too surprised when she revealed to me that she thought of herself as bisexual. She preferred the company and quality of a girl, but couldn’t deny the raw sexual pleasure she felt in bed with a man. 

One thing I was delighted to discover was that she already viewed herself as a rather submissive lover. Her deep desire to be pleasing went all the way to the bedroom, which I quickly nurtured of course. It was so easy...

Every few days, I make sure she sends me a tasteful picture of herself. By now, she isn’t always aware she is doing it, but even if she was, she wouldn’t think much of it. I’ve implanted a few fun little things that tell me her inner state of mind. Just by glancing at the photo she sent me, I know exactly how well her mental changes are progressing. The sexier she dresses up for me, the sluttier she’ll be when we finally meet in the real world.

Every day, her mind shifts a little more and she wears less and less.

I’ll admit that Kimberly got me pretty smitten once I discovered all her secrets. I usually only play with my ladies and enjoy the sexy personal shots they send me, but with her, I decided I would do more.

Since she loved to please so much, I decided she would join the ladies I keep at home. A personal harem I furnish with the most delectable and submissive girls I find. Kimberly will be like the others I’ve claimed: a happy and satisfied house pet.

But not before she is ready.

I’ll let her mind slowly evolve and align itself with the desires and thoughts I’ve implanted deep in her mind. Her waking thoughts will slowly change to express and enjoy the desires she doesn’t know she has yet. 

With each conversation, I push her closer to the day she’ll realize just how much she needs me in her life. Each pictures she sends makes her crave my approval. Before long, her erotic lingerie will become tasteful nudes. At which point I’ll be able to make her train once a day without her knowledge.

I’ll just have to pull on one of my tendrils and she’ll fall into a light trance like state where she’ll begin training her body for me. It wouldn’t do to have an eager pet that can’t quite satisfy her urges to please me now would it? She’ll train herself to control and block her orgasms while she trains her mouth to accommodate my size. She’ll edge herself while she strives to gain control over her gag reflexes. She'll start using butt plugs to learn how to extract pleasure from anal stimulation.

When she finally sends me a full frontal nude picture of herself, it will mean that she is finally ready. Her body will be ripe and eager while her mind will wake up with the deeply erotic realization that she is now my property.

As she hits the send icon, she’ll suddenly understand that she has just sent me her free will. That by sending it to me, she was giving herself to me. Like the final brick in a wall, her mind will be able to make sense of everything that has happened in her life.

That it all lead to that moment. To that submission...

To me.

She’ll smile and wait patiently for me to tell her where to find me. She’ll feel her heart race as she packs her bag with all the naughty lingerie she’s modelled for me. Her pussy will drip in anticipation as she makes her way to my home and pictures all the erotic things I’ll ask her to do.

She'll rejoice in the fact that she has been pretty enough for a man like me to wish to own her. She’ll feel so lucky once I open the door for her and let her in. She’ll be in heaven each and every time I feel like using her for my sexual gratification.

Because she’ll know in her bones that I own her. That I gained every right to her body and mind the moment she sent me her last explicit self portrait. She’ll accept the fact that she is mine to use as often as I like. It won’t matter to her that I use only her talented mouth for weeks on end or simply use her ass once a month.

She’ll be happy in either case because it doesn’t matter how often I use her. The only thing that will matter to her is that she was pretty and pleasing enough for me to want to own her. 

Nothing else will matter to her.

So I wait patiently and watch as day by day, she tumbles further down the path I laid out for her. A path that was so close to the one she wanted to walk that she never realized it had changed. 

​She’ll walk it blindly until she reaches me.

And finally realizes that she has submitted to me a thousand times over while she constantly seek out my approval.

​And pleasure...