Short Story: New Playmate

Female's Point of View - Brainwashing

Ever since Master invited that silly redhead over for dinner, I feel like he lost almost all interest in me. I mean... Not completely... He still plays with me when he wakes up. God I can’t get enough of our morning romps... Especially when I get to finish him off with my mouth... Feeling him shiver as his cock erupts down my throat... It’s the most rewarding and satisfying feeling I’ve ever experienced. Just thinking about it makes my mouth water and my pussy quiver.

Ok... I have to admit that he still plays with me after supper as well... He always makes me feel the most intense things... I’m always fascinated by the extent of his control over me.
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It excites me to no end... ​

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Ever since Master invited that silly redhead over for dinner, I feel like he lost almost all interest in me. I mean... Not completely... He still plays with me when he wakes up. God I can’t get enough of our morning romps... Especially when I get to finish him off with my mouth... Feeling him shiver as his cock erupts down my throat... It’s the most rewarding and satisfying feeling I’ve ever experienced. Just thinking about it makes my mouth water and my pussy quiver.

Ok... I have to admit that he still plays with me after supper as well... He always makes me feel the most intense things... I’m always fascinated by the extent of his control over me.
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It excites me to no end... 
 
A few choice words and I find myself without the ability to move! No straps... No cuffs... No chains... I just can’t move my limbs. He loves to use that to torture me... With sweet excruciating pleasure...

So yes... He still plays with me... But... I can tell his attention is... Distracted...
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Of course, I GUESS I can understand why... He worked so hard to give me all these wonderful mental gifts. I’m well aware that he has. How else did he gain such exquisite control over my mind and body? He's told me a few times how he did it. But... I’m afraid I wasn’t really listening...
 
Something about deep mental... Probing? Planting? Implanting? 

I’m sure if it was important, Master would tell me. 

When Master informed me that he was inviting a red head for supper, I figured he was planning on giving her gifts. I couldn’t be sure of course... Until I saw her walk in the door. Her fiery mane and long legs told me everything I needed to know. Master’s eyes couldn’t look away from her.
 
How could I blame him? She was stunning.

She kept looking at me... Wondering... She thought I couldn’t hear her, but I could. She kept whispering to Master... Asking silly questions about me...

Why was I wearing only an apron and panties...
Why was I serving them dinner...
Why did I kneel respectfully next to Master while I waited to pour them their drinks...
Why didn’t I complain when Master lifted the table cloth, signaling me to move under the table and service him...

And Her...

I could tell by the sound of her voice that she was intrigued. Aroused even... I remember how wet she already was when I licked her. I must have done a good job because they decided to take dessert in the Master bed chamber. While I cleaned the dishes, I could hear her cries of elations as they explored each other.  

Master didn’t play with me that night. He played with his guest...

The next morning, when he finally awoke and came down to see me, he kissed me deeply before telling me to prepare the special room. I was excited at first, maybe he had other gifts to give me. But I soon realized the room wasn’t for me.

Once everything was ready, he guided the red head to the room. Showing her all the lovely tools he had used on me. She was excited. I could tell. He asked her one last time if this was what she really wanted. She bit her lip and looked towards me. I felt a little embarrassed as I saw the hope and lust in her eyes. For a moment, I understood perfectly: she was like me. 

She craved Master’s gifts...

He offered up his hand and she took it. She let him guide her to the special chair and helped her sit down. He kissed her tenderly before he started to strap her in. Securing all her limbs... Securing her head...

God I get wet just thinking about it...

He placed the headphones over her ears and winked at her. She smiled back. I stayed and watched as the machine turned on. I couldn’t hear it, but I knew the music well. A low beat that filled the ears... Pounding into your mind... The screen before her turned on as patterns and flashes filled the darkness. Such pretty patterns...

That’s when Master informed me that I would be getting a new playmate. He told me I still had to wait a few days before she would be ready to play, but she would definitely be joining us. I pouted a little... Another playmate meant I would be getting less playtime with Master.

He smiled and kissed me deeply, sending wild arousal everywhere in my body. His lips always did that to me. Regardless of where he kissed me... My body erupted in flames as his lips tasted me. 

My body was always ready and wet for Master. His gifts always made sure of that.

His hands found my tits and ass, making the fire travel to my pussy... Making it feel ever so empty... Soon after, it found what it was craving... I remember how hard he was as he fucked me against the door frame. Watching his latest toy in the process of receiving his gifts... He was so excited...

He still is. And I guess I can’t blame Master for that. Who wouldn’t want to play with a new toy? He keeps telling me that it will pass. That he just needed to break her in... Train her to be as good and perfect as I was.

He also tells me that he would like us to play together. I’m not sure I want to and I told Master as much. Of course, I will if he orders me to. But he knows how jealous I feel around her... Like right now... I’m stuck here as I watch her pleasure him. I’m all horny and excited... I can’t help it... I can see how much Master is enjoying her talents. 

And Master’s pleasure brings me pleasure.

I feel bad for not wanting to play with her like Master wants. But I have a plan... Once Master is done enjoying her, I’ll go kneel nicely next to him and ask. I’ll smile sweetly and ask if he could give me one of his gifts. A gift that would help me enjoy his new playmate.

I’m sure that if he puts me in the special room for long enough, I’ll find myself craving to play with the red head.​