Short Story: Leading Desires

Female's Point of View - Hypnosis

​Desires… Even light and pink ones… Can lead to the most interesting places…

As for Darker ones… They can lead to the most pleasurable time of your life. But when I met up for drinks with HIM…

I never knew it would lead here. I had decided to create a fake account to indulge my submissive desires, being too scared to explore it for real. I chatted for months, all anonymously of course, with different guys and girls. Until I met HIM.

He was easy to talk to and always had such wonderful things to say. It was like he KNEW what pushed my buttons. 

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He even managed to convince me to send him a tasteful picture that showed off my body. Nothing too wild of course. After a few weeks of back and forth, I felt an incredible urge to meet him face to face.

He was so handsome. All evening he wanted to know everything about me and I was like a fountain of personal information. I felt like I couldn’t keep anything from him. By the end of the evening, I was whispering all my darkest desires in his ear. I was so turned on by him…

I was sure he would bring me back to his place that night, but he didn’t…

All the following week, I was obsessed with meeting him again. So when Friday came and he invited me to his home, I was eager to jump on the proposal. As soon as I got inside his mansion, I knew I was in over my head because for some reason, I just couldn’t say no to him.

But at the same time… I was so excited that  I couldn’t !

By the time Sunday night came, I had explored almost all of my own darkest desires. I could finally indulge myself like I had always wanted and reveled in the knowledge that my submissive side was a source of infinite arousal. 

I wanted so much more…

I went back home and tried my best to stay concentrated on my work, but my mind would wander to the weekend and all the pleasure I had felt. I would sneak away to the bathroom to indulge myself when the memories got too hot for me. It was after one of those trips that I realized that he had given me all the pleasure while he had barely indulged himself.

And I wanted him too… 

He fucked me a few times… But as I recalled the weekend, I realized that he never actually came. Not once.

He concentrated on giving me all the pleasure… Why was that? On Thursday night, I texted with him and asked him if this weekend, he would finally indulge himself. His answer almost scared me off, but I felt a pull I couldn’t deny and knew I would be at his door on Friday evening. 

He had simply answered: You will obey your new Master. You will please me in ways you haven’t dreamt of yet.

When I showed up for the weekend, I realized the tables had turned. Almost immediately, he made me strip naked and kneel. He placed the same collar I had worn the week before and he attached a leash. I spent the whole weekend catering to his needs. I even cooked and cleaned for him!

And to my utter delight, he also made a point to indulge every one of his sexual needs. He fucked me so much I couldn’t believe it. 

And that’s not all… For some reason, I couldn’t cum!

2 days I spent on the brink of the biggest release of my life. The pleasure never seemed to let up as I experienced an unrelenting storm of constant pleasure. Regardless of what I was doing, I felt intense pleasure...

Especially when he ordered me to suck his glorious cock...

When Sunday night finally came, he had a very important question for me.

“This will be your new life, submit to me, and it is yours. Submit to me, and you will feel all the pleasure cascade inside you until you cum so hard you will pass out. But if you submit…” he said as he licked my pussy. “You are mine…”

In my desire filled mind, there was no other choice than to scream out my submission. I wanted it all… Even as I slaved away for him, I felt the pleasure of submission envelope me. The release he had just promised erupted inside me and he had been right, I had never felt so much pleasure at one time.

And just like he said I would, I blacked out.

All the following week, I found myself unable to do anything other than move all my stuff to his place. Everything I would need for my new life. All the rest was sold or given away.

When the last of it was moved and sold, he gave me a key to his place and he showed me to my new room. That’s the moment I realized I wasn’t the only woman in his mansion. Our rooms were next to each other. The other girls were as stunning as I thought I was. All of them still had jobs, but they all lived at the mansion.

I never knew their former names because the Master had renamed us all according to the day we were meant to serve him personally. It quickly became clear that he had claimed and mind-warped them as thoroughly as he had done to me because we all lived to serve him.

As I was introduced to sisters in service, I realized that I was the last to arrive. 

Which meant that name on my bedroom door was Sunday.

I was Sunday now... 

The weekend hypnotic slave girl that will be in charge of his day of rest.

Like I said before, desires can lead to the most interesting and pleasurable places...