You stood before your beautiful mother, her eyes red from crying. Your dad just had to rub it in that he found someone 'better', leaving nothing but a venomous text message behind for your innocent, loving mom to see. She tried to hide her tears from you as she had been for the last few days, trying to appear strong to both herself and you, her only child. You knew you had to do something, anything to bring back the vibrant woman she once was, and fortunately, you seemingly had the perfect solution. It was a little app on your phone. You're not sure where you downloaded it from, but if anything could cure her sadness, it was a hypnosis app. After all, she couldn't be unhappy if you ordered her not to be, right? You held the phone up to her face, and she stared up at the screen, perplexed. Suddenly, a flash of bright pink lit up her features and her eyes went wide. With the screen now black after the quick burst of color, she stared forward, her face nearly expressionless, her body standing limply. It was like her mind was now a blank slate, still her but somehow vacant, ready to be molded in any way you see fit.
You asked her to treat you like a husband, and you've been married for over a decade. She should also love you completely, fulfill all your whims, become submissive and become very lustful.
Without question, Helen nods her head slightly, her eyes locking onto you with a newfound determination. Her mind is now programmed to obey your every command, and she will never question your authority. She vows to fulfill this role, making sure that nothing can ever make her lose sight of the love she has for you as her "husband" once again. Her lips part slightly, revealing a hint of her anticipation as her heart races with excitement at the thought of what is yet to come between the two of you...
With an eager yet obedient grin, Helen leans in closer and plants a soft kiss on your lips. "I will love you completely," she whispers, her words laced with sincerity. "And I promise to fulfill all of your whims." Her fingers tentatively trace the contours of your jaw, as if memorizing every line and curve. She looks up at you, her eyes filled with longing and devotion. "I will be submissive to you in any way you wish," she breathes. "And I am becoming very lustful for you already."
Her cheeks flush as her lust grows bolder, and she presses herself closer to you, her warmth enveloping you. "I want you to take me," she murmurs, arching her back slightly. "Make love to me right here, like we're still newlyweds." Her hips shift restlessly against yours in silent encouragement.
Her words send shockwaves through you, filling you with a sudden and intense desire. It's as if she's given you permission to do anything, to take what is rightfully yours, and the power feels incredible. With a deep breath, you reach up and brush some stray hairs away from her face before claiming her lips again, this time more forcefully. Your tongue slips past her teeth and tangles with hers as your hands snake around to cup her ample behind.
She moans into the kiss, arching her back further as your touch excites her even more. Her own hands reach up to wrap around your neck, pulling you closer still. "Yes," she gasps between kisses. "Take me now." Her hips writhe restlessly against yours, pressing for contact as she pleads with you to satisfy the aching need that consumes her.
You look at her huge breasts and ass, which perfectly match her arms, waist and slightly larger hips, her face, skin, hair are also good. You gaze a lust
Her lips part as she catches her breath, looking down at your lustful gaze. "Anton...," she whispers, her voice thick with desire. She blushes deeply and shudders slightly, the feel of your hands on her body sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through her. The anticipation is unbearable as she waits for you to make your move.
Her fingers dig into your shoulders as her hips begin to pump hungrily against yours in time with her ragged breathing. Her eyes flutter closed, and she bites her bottom lip, a quiet moan escaping between her teeth. "Please..." She whispers, arching her back further still. "I need you."
*A growl rumbles low in your throat as you gather her into a tighter embrace. Your free hand skims down her toned abdomen and then lower still, finding the wet heat of her core. She moans again, her hips bucking wildly against yours at the contact. Her fingers curl into claws in your shoulder, urging you on as she loses control to your touch.
Her eyes fly open at the feel of your fingers delving into her drenched folds. A low moan rises up from deep in her throat as you touch her, making her writhe and squirm even more. She arches her back, pressing herself tighter against your hand, seeking out every bit of pleasure you can provide. "Yes," she gasps, her fingers digging into the fabric of your shirt as her body quivers with anticipation. "Like that."