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Part2: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tgjja9/femdom_browsing_history_fulltime_dom/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf
Note: More character building, probably won’t be for most people till mid story. Hopefully someone enjoys.
With my eyes shut, naked, and knees on the floor I licked Goddess Sara under her desk. We were in her apartment as she was browsing something online. Her skirt kept brushing back and forth on my neck as she would reposition herself. I reflected back on the week since we first started… dating I guess I would call it.
Monday morning came. I woke up half expecting to see Goddess Sara looking at me. I wondered how the day would go and how she would treat me in public. I saw a text from her. “Meet me at Julie’s café down the street?”
“Yes, Goddess.” I texted back, remembering how I should always reply to her.
“I’m here now reading for another class. Want anything to eat or drink?”
“A vanilla iced coffee with cream please.”
“You got it ;)”
I got dressed and after a 15 minute walk saw her sitting outside reading with an iced coffee in her hand, one on the table, and a couple Greek yogurts.
“Good morning,” I said. As she looked at me I could feel embarrassment, shame, and guilt hit me. We both want this, so why does it make me feel so bad? She smiled as she got up and gave me a hug.
“How are you feeling this morning?” She said with a look of concern.
“Good, still can’t believe what happened yesterday.”
We sat down together and I grabbed my coffee. “So…” she said, “are you ready to continue or do you have second thoughts?”
“I think I’m ready to continue, just…” I looked away. It felt like a lot to open up with someone so quickly about things.
“Please tell me,” she said softly.
“I’m really nervous about everything and don’t know how we will interact…. Publicly.”
“Let’s take a step back,” she said. Fuck, did I fuck up? I looked at her a bit scared till I saw her smile.
She continued, “why don’t I start as your mistress. When you’re more comfortable with knowing our dynamic and how I treat you, you can let me know you 100% trust me by calling me your Goddess.”
I looked around to see if anyone was around. “Like that,” she said.
“What?” I asked.
“You don’t have trust in me yet. I can see youre uncomfortable with calling me Mistress or Goddess in public. Once you trust me enough, you won’t need to look around and you will make the decision then.”
The anxiety wrapped around my heart loosened a lot. The way she approached things felt so comforting. I began to feel like I could trust her more.
“Thank you,” I said with a smile.
We spent the next hour talking about our upcoming classes. Plans for after school and what we were excited for. She gave me her 2nd Greek yogurt saying, “you should eat breakfast in the mornings.”
“How much do I owe you?”
“$3.00 for the coffee, yogurt is on me.”
As we walked to classes together she had me make a fist and hold it in front of my stomach. She hung onto my arm and lead me forward. We talked about our friends, interests, and alone time hobbies. When we got to her class she said, “pick me up here in an hour?”
“Definitely,” I smiled and watched her walk in before leaving. I checked my phone several times in class to see if she messaged me, but never got anything.
Throughout the day I walked her to each of her classes, had lunch, and enjoyed everything about her. The quick sexual encounter we had as acquaintances began to feel more natural to me as the day continued. I no longer felt embarrassed or guilty when I saw her. It just felt like enjoyable interactions. At the end of the day she lead me to her apartment.
Right as the front door closed a demanding tone came out, “strip naked.” On queue for the first time since this morning, “Yes, Mistress.” I got completely naked, and although I still felt uncomfortably vulnerable, I was much more comfortable this time around.
“Let’s finish our homework first and then we can hang out.” She said.
I was disappointed as my cock was already hard and twitching in front of her. She looked down and giggled, “you can wait right?” I replied my mantra and picked up my backpack to follow her.
We went to her kitchen where she had a small table setup close to a window that looked out onto a balcony. All her windows were open, so I hesitated to go further in possible view. She closed all the blinds and said, “please make yourself comfortable, let’s try to get our work done quickly.”
I didn’t have too much to do and finished after about 30 minutes. I couldn’t help but watch her studying and the intense look she gave trying to figure something out. I tried not to stare and started to walk away to sit on the couch with my phone.
“You’re done?!?” She said shocked.
“Yeah, I never have too much to do for my classes.”
“How did you finish everything from History?”
“Oh, I usually do homework while I listen to the teacher in class. I don’t like doing school work at home.”
“Come over here and give me a shoulder massage. I want to hear more.”
I replied and started rubbing her back. She was still working on some history questions from our class.
“So you always get most of your homework done in class?”
“Yeah, I honestly don’t really do homework when I get home. Sometimes I’ll just do my last class’ assignment during lunch so I can have more spare time.”
“What grades do you have?”
“All A’s…”
I rubbed her back for about 30 minutes as she finished her assignment. She started to moan and direct me to different parts of her back. My dick was rock hard and I accidentally poked her in the arm with it. She laughed and said, “I’m mostly done now, want to go to the bedroom?”
“Yes, Mistress!” I said excitedly.
She laughed and lead me to the bedroom and asked, “I saw you were really into hypnosis when I snooped on your computer. I’m going to try something on you.”
I replied as we walked into her bedroom. I felt a quick force as she spun me around, and then she shoved me onto the bed. The back of my knees buckled on the bed as I fell back. She said, “go get comfortable on my pillows, I want you sitting up, but comfortable.” I leaned back into her pillows, unsure of what to expect. She crawled to the right side of me as I sat in the middle of her bed. My heart started beating faster and faster.
“I want you to relax, stare into my eyes and breathe with me.”
I lost track of time as I focused on her eyes and copied her breathing. She repeated things slowly and multiple times. Things like, “you are safe, relaxed, and happy to be this way. When you hear my voice you feel happy. Every time you feel horny you will think back to being happy with me. You trust me to make your decisions, and want me to control your mind. You trust me because you know I will give you back the control. You trust in me to give you pleasure and fulfillment.”
I felt her reach behind my neck and gently tug on the back of my hair. “When you feel me pull back here, you will become submissive, relaxed, and in return to this blissful state. You start to feel the pressure of my eyes. My eyes are pressuring you to relax and you feel me entering your mind. It feels good to let me in and allow your eyes to get heavy. You want to relinquish control to me, because you trust me and you know it’s temporary. Answer me, do you want me to take control of you?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Repeat after me, I want you to enter my mind and take control of me.”
I repeated it groggily as my eyes got heavier. I noticed her eyes didn’t look as kind as they normally do, but aggressive. Her tone slowly became less sweet and got more aggressive and demanding as she repeated many of these mantras over and over to me.
Then she said, “you feel me take over as sleep overtakes you. Your heavy eyes struggle to stay awake. You feel me dragging you down into darkness, and you are ready to fall asleep. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 sleep… Close your eyes.”
I closed my eyes. I felt empty, but not really asleep. I heard her voice. “Accept my voice as your thoughts. Know it will lead you to pleasure and they are a source of trust.” I felt the hair on the back of my head being pulled again, “I am submissive, relaxed, and happy,” she said and continued, “I will say this out loud every time I feel this.” I felt my hair get pulled again and in unison we said, “I am submissive, relaxed, and happy.” Then she continued, “relinquishing control makes me feel good. When I am horny I think of my mistress because when I’m with her…,” she pulled my hair again to finish the sentence in unison, “I am submissive, relaxed, and happy.”
I don’t know how long she programmed me in this way, but she took her hand from behind my head and started saying, “the only woman I have eyes for is Sara. I can only get hard and cum for her. If I feel horny with anyone, or anything else, I will only be able to think of her because she makes me,” she pulled the back of my hair and I said the mantra on my own.
“I know she only wants to pleasure me, her body and her pleasure is the most important thing, and I become rock hard when I see her naked. I feel helplessly aroused and blissful when I see her, so much so I can no longer keep my eyes closed. Open them.”
I opened my eyes to see her sitting over me with her knees on both sides of me, naked. I traced down her breasts, down her tight stomach and saw her hand rubbing her pussy. I still couldn’t see her pussy, but I could hear how wet it was. My dick was so hard, I went to grab it and she gently said, “although I want to touch myself, I will keep my arms to myself. I trust Sara will do what is right for me.”
I kept my arms to my side. And listened to her start to softly moan. She leaned close to me as I felt her nipples softly graze my chest. As her right hand rubbed up and down her left arm reached behind my head as she said, “although her body astounded me, I focused on her eyes, and,” as I looked into her eyes I felt the pull and said,” I am submissive, relaxed, and happy.” She tugged again as I repeated it with each time she tugged on me.
I began to feel her cum leaking down onto my dick and rolling down my shaft onto my balls. Her pussy would kiss the tip of my dick then retract as she rubbed herself faster.
She slid off me to my left side as she switched to have her right hand behind my head and her left hand stroking herself, and she said, “Sara allows me to stroke at her pace.”
I moved my hand to my dick, drenched from her cum leaking on me. It was easy to slide up and down. She pulled my head to her chest as I said the mantra. I could hear her heart beat and chest move up and down with each breath. Her voice felt like my natural thought now.
“I matched the pace of her breath, and stroked myself at the pace she rubbed. I knew I had to wait, so we could cum together. No matter how hard it is, I will wait till she cums.”
Her breathing began to quicken with our strokes. Faster and faster as I heard her heart begin to thump louder through my head. Then she held her breath and in my left ear said, “cum for me now!” and snapped her finger next to my right ear.
My breath was held with hers as I exploded ropes of cum all over the both of us. We let our breath out and moaned together as we convulsed next to each other. She squeezed me into her chest as we breathed heavily in unison.
After a few minutes she got up and looked into my eyes. “Every time I am horny I will only think of you, because with you,” she pulled the back of my head and we simultaneously said, “I am submissive, happy, and relaxed.”
“Now sleep.”
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