Short Story: Down Side of My Fantasy

Female's Point of View - Brainwashing

Don’t get me wrong, I’m one completely euphoric girl! But... I guess... I never expected my fantasy to include so much... Boredom... 
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I was so excited when I stumbled upon a handsome man that could actually offer me to experience one of my most erotic fantasies. We had talked online for the longest time and when I agreed to try out a short brainwashing session that would supposedly put me under, I was scared and giddy at the same time.

I wanted it to work so much...

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Nothing else aroused me as much as picturing myself being brainwashed into a mindless state of docile sexual obedience. I was already incredibly submissive, but I yearned to feel my mind be bombarded and broken... Reshaped into a sexual slave to the man that was able to give me that incredible rush...

That feeling of losing control of your mind...
That feeling of desperate resistance when you start to realize that it isn’t just role play...
That feeling of helplessness as your mind starts to go blank at the inevitable pressure he applies to it...

And the utter joy of pure service as you awaken after that descend into forced mindless bliss...

I knew it was wrong to want a man to change me like that, but I couldn’t help but feel aroused at the idea that some one would want me so much that they needed to brainwash me into becoming their sexual slave.

That they desired me so much that they moved heaven and earth to reshape my mind until I became devoted to their pleasure...

So of course I was excited when I felt myself relax and fall into a delicious trance, only to wake up and see that I had completely undressed myself without realizing I had even gotten up!

Things went so fast after that. I was scared and horny all at once. After a few real world dates, we both decided it was time to take the next step and I dove into every video and instruction he sent me.

It was a slow and delicious process, but eventually, each brainwashing video left me different in ways that kept me in a constant state of horny anticipation.

My world views and personal morals slowly started to shift as more and more, I felt my submissive side bloom and align my mind to the new reality I was being brainwashed to accept.

Not that I didn’t want it right from the start, I just wanted to feel the walls of his domination close in... Slowly claim and reshape me...

And I did... God did I ever...

Day after day... Video after delicious video... I felt the sweet desperations of trying to push away and resist the onslaught his videos as I sat there with tears running down my blank face. Shame... Fear... Resistance... Desperation... Joy... Bliss... Pleasure...

All those tears mixed together as his clips brainwashed me.

My world started to revolve around the man that gave me what I craved.

I couldn’t wait for the day that I would wake up from one of his videos and find him standing in my room. I dreamed of his confidant words as he explained how my body went to unlock my home for him while I was dazed and helpless to resist his commands. I couldn’t wait for him to speak a few choice words and plunge my mind into the obedient bliss his videos had forced upon me.

To finally feel him claim me as his prize...

And he did... 

Exactly like my wildest fantasy...

I was so helpless... Still mildly conflicted... Fighting feebly against his conditioned commands... Trying in vain to stop myself from obeying his lewd and erotic desires...

Being forced to let him use my weak little body for his pleasure as he took me for the first time and ravaged me until my pleasure soaked mind finally flipped. At the climax of his pleasure, I finally felt his last implanted command completely and utterly destroy the last of my resistance as I fully embraced the simple fact that I now belonged to him.

I was his brainwashed fuck doll...

Since then, I moved into his home and sit proudly in front of my own personal brainwashing screen as he puts me under his thrall every day to maintain and expand his iron control over my mind.

Almost everything about my new found life excites and satisfies me! 

The only thing that doesn’t is the boredom...

I get so insanely giddy when my owner is home and I get to serve his desires. Even the simplest task, like getting him a glass of wine, leaves me euphoric and grateful that my man needed me. Time has no meaning while I’m performing for my owner. 

Pleasure and compulsions completely overwhelm my mind as he makes use of the many talents I was made to develop. 

My life is so perfect!

Right up until he has left for his work day and his compulsions slowly fade away...

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not made to be some anxious love struck puppies that despairs as soon as he is out the door. I have my morning routines and chores to do and I perform them flawlessly. After all, my owner wouldn’t want an unattractive brainwashed fuck doll now would he? 

Most of my morning is spent cleaning and staying fit.

I even find myself with surprising compulsions once my regular routine is done. Some times I will train my body to better adapt to his pleasure while other times I’ll find myself edging for an hour or 2...

But then...

Once all those wonderful compulsions fade away and I’m left with no implanted desires...

The boredom creeps up on me...

My whole life revolves around my ability to serve and pleasure my owner. Nothing else matters to me. Nothing... I have no hobbies of my own past what I would like to be able to offer my owner.

The brainwashing he imposed on me is so complete that my past cravings and hobbies have completely been suppressed! So once his instructions are done and my chores are complete, I’m left with nothing...

Nothing but the longing I feel when he isn’t home.

And god is that so fucking boring...

Being his brainwashed fuck doll is everything I dreamed it would be! Every part of my new life of service completely satisfies me. I feel so safe and loved when my owner smiles and caresses me... I feel so aroused and horny when my owner’s eyes trace my carefully sculpted curves... I feel so at peace when I am able to pleasure him with my humble talents...

Everything about my brainwashing is so perfect!

It’s just that... I never thought I would feel so bored when he doesn’t use me...

I keep telling myself that it’s just a small price to pay for living out my most precious fantasy, but really... It’s only a cold comfort when I lie in his bed and I patiently wait for the hours to tick by.

Some day soon, I might finally build up the will to actually mention it to my owner. Something tells me that he could easily fix that for me.

But every time I am in his presence, my mind pushes away every selfish thought I might have and my world devotes itself to him.

Exactly like I fantasized it would be...