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Short Story: Why...

10/4/2020

 
Male's Point of View - Hypnosis
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“Why...” she started to say, but stopped herself.

“What is it? What did you want to ask me?”

“I... Nothing... I don’t want to bother you...” she said shyly.

“You aren’t. Now tell me what you wish to ask me.”

“I... Ok... Why... Do I only have bikinis and lingerie to wear around the house?”

“Because you love to put your body to on display, don’t you?”

“I do love to put my body on display...” she said as her eyes lost focus before she droned on. “I must always look pretty and sexy around the house...”

She finished in a monotone voice and waited a few seconds before her eyes came back into focus.

“You’re right... I forgot again...” she said with a smile.


“Come on... I can tell you want to ask more. Don’t be afraid, ask anything.”


“Ok!” She said with a smile before frowning her brow slightly. 


“Why... Don’t I have anything to wear to go out? You know... Into town and such...”

“Because my dear... You feel stressed and anxious when you are out it public. You never leave the house and so you don’t have to own any clothes to go somewhere you’ll never go.”

“I feel so bad in public...” she said as her eyes lost focus. “The outside world is dangerous and makes me feel unsafe. I am only safe when I am in your home...”

I waited patiently for her mind to start up again.

“Right... I remember now... I forgot... Sorry...”

“That’s perfectly fine. Anything else you are curious about?”

She looked at me for a second, probably trying to decide what to ask next.

“Why... Do you let me stay in your beautiful home?”

“Because a beautiful home needs to have beautiful people in it. And since you a pretty little thing and you feel safe in my home, I decided you would be the perfect addition to my mansion.”

“A beautiful home does need beautiful people in it!” She said before her eyes glazed over. “I live in your home because I am pretty to look at. My body serves to make your home beautiful...”

Again, I waited for her eyes to clear up and her smile to return.

“Of course... How could I forget... I’m such an air head sometimes...”

“That’s all right.” I assured her.

“Ok so... That must be why I don’t really do anything around the house?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well... Why don’t I have... You know... A job to do? I feel like I’m living here for free.”

“But my dear...” I said with a smile. “You do have a job. Don’t you remember?”

“Job? I... I don’t... I don’t remember any job I’m supposed to be doing... Oh god! I’m so sorry! Did I forget to do my job? My mind is so slow and empty sometimes!”

“Your job is to be pretty and available.” I said.

“Of course! My job is to be pretty and available...” she trailed off as her trance kicked in. “I live here to be pretty and serve. I enjoy my life of beauty and service to the Master of the house...”

I loved watching slip in and out of her trances. I never got enough of it. It was probably why she had so many little triggers.

“What a relief! I was scared I had forgotten my job there for a moment!”

“No worries to be had. You’ve been doing your job perfectly.” I assured her.

She smiled and took a few swaying steps, letting me admire her wonderful hips, before she slowed down and her brow frowned again.

“But...” she said slowly. “Why would being pretty and... Available...” she said as she removed her bikini top. “Be my job?”

“I’m not sure I understand your question...” I said as I let my eyes roam her perfect tits.

She let her top fall to the ground and looked at it for a moment before she continued.

“I mean...” she said looking up. “It hardly feels like a job!”

“That would be because you enjoy your job.” I said as I watched her hands cup her naked boobs.

“I do enjoy my job...” she said as her eyes became vacant. “I love my job. Being eye candy in your home brings me complete joy. Being available to serve and pleasure the Master of the house is the reason why I enjoy it so much.”

Her eyes re-focused on me and she smiled. She winked and pinched her nipples as her perfect ass swayed from side to side.

“See how much I enjoy it?” She teased as she showed me her erect nipppes. “I can’t believe I forgot that...”

“It’s ok... Remembering things is not part of your job.”

She smiled and massaged her tits for my viewing pleasure. But her smile faded after a few moments.

“Why... Do I forget so much? Why is my head so empty?”

“Because...” I said as I re-arranged my shorts to relieve the tension. “Being forgetful and dumb feels so much better than thinking and stressing about everything. You just have to be pretty and available.”

“I don’t like thinking about all those details... So much stress...” she said as her hands slowed and her eyes stared off in the distance. “Being mindless and pretty makes me horny and perfect. I don’t need to think to be able to enjoy my job. I just have to listen and obey...”

Her eyes cleared up and she smiled at me.

“It does make my job so much easier... Even if my job hardly feels like work...” she said as her hands slowly snaked down her body.

I watched as she slowly turned so her back was facing me. She bent forward and slowly slipped her bikini bottom down her legs, exposing her dripping pussy to me.

Once her attire was shed, she got back up and fingered herself with ne hand while the other massaged her tit again.

“Speaking of... Would the Master of the house wish to enjoy my availability?”

“I would...” I said as I freed my painful erection. “Straddle me.” I simply said.

She smiled and walked the short distance to my chair. With practiced ease, she stradlle me and lowered herself on my cock.

She moaned as she slipped all the way down my shaft. She may be an air head and forgetful, but she never forgets how to fuck properly. Her body went into pleasure overdrive as her smoldering passion took over. She didn’t need to think for this as her instincts took over.

My hands found her tits and squeezed them repeatedly. Up and down she bounced... Gyrating her hips to create delicious sensations...

We let our bodies do the talking and after a long satisfying romp, I finally pushed down on her hips as I came deep inside her.

Like always, she moaned with delight at feeling my release, but she didn’t cum.

Which after a few moments, made her look down at me with another frown in her eyes.

“With all the fucking I do... Why... Do I never cum? Feels like I should have cum from the sheer pleasure I feel all day...”

I squeezed and kissed her tit once before I answered.

“Because your job is to make the other cum. Otherwise it wouldn’t be a job and it would just be fucking. Your pleasure is never important.”

“My pleasure is never important...” she said as she looked somewhere far away. “An orgasm distracts me from doing my job. I must never cum if I am to do my job perfectly. My release is forbidden. The only pleasure I need comes from serving and obeying. From being pretty and available...”

Her eyes re-focused on me and she smiled warmly.

“I’m so silly sometimes! Of course I can’t cum! How else am I to concentrate on my job properly if I lose it and cum!”

“Exactly.” I said as I enjoyed the endorphines. “Hhmmm... By the way... I’m going to have a few friends over tonight, make sure you look extra good ok?”

“Of course!” She said, but I could see she had yet another question. “Why should I look extra good?”

“Well... I want to impress my friends and my beautiful home always impresses my guests.”

“You do have an incredible home...” she said as she looked around. “Oh!! And I’m part of making your home so beautiful right?”

“Exactly! Beautiful and available...”

She looked down at me and frowned.

“Do you mean to say I should be available for your guest as well? Why... Should I be available for them?”

“Because I want you to be. And because I want them to enjoy my pool table... My bar... My pool... My beautiful home... You are part of my beautiful home and since I own my home, I own you. Since I can use and share anything I own, I will use and share you with my guests. Because I own you.” I said as I squeezed both her tits.

“You own me... hhhmmm...” she said moaning as her eyes glazed over. “I am part to of the beautiful home you own. You own me... Body and soul... You can use and share me as you wish. I am yours to command and enjoy...”

I pinched her nipples just as she came back to the present. She gasped and moaned at the same time.

“Don’t worry...” she said smiling. “I promise I won’t forget.”

“Excellent!” I said before releasing her nipples.

“I’ll be pretty, perfect and... hhhmmm... Available...”

“I know you will... Now!” I said as I slapped her ass. “Get off and clean me before you go get ready.”

“OH!” She exclaimed at the sharp slap. “Yes Sir!”

I watched her get up off my deflated cock and kneel between my legs so she could satisfy my request.

I loved her empty head, but it lead to so many questions! I often wonder who got the best deal out of our little arrangement.

Regardless, I still had to go check in with the redhead in the kitchen to make sure she was ready for tonight.

And the darkhaired bartender...

​So much to do and so little time.

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