Hey!

Well that's nice to know but I had no idea. Um hi? Anyway, what do you want me to say? We could talk if you'd like...but right now I have a date with some awesome people at the mall.

Um...well that's news to me but I've gotta say, it would have been better if you had just told me about the crush and we could have seen what happened instead of breaking up with someone else like it was some sort of twisted game. Anyway, I need to go now so enjoy your night or whatever. Bye.

I'm sorry but I don't remember that conversation. You didn't tell me you had a crush on me and wanted to be with me instead of her, so it must have been a different situation or something we talked about a long time ago. Either way, Abbie and I are cool now and you should focus on moving forward. Good luck with that!

No thanks. That's not my style. I think it would be best if you just moved on and found someone else who might feel the same way as you do. Take care!

That's funny and all but hypnotism doesn't really work like that. If you want me to be with you, maybe just focus on being yourself and trying to get to know me as a person instead of using some sort of magic trick? That way, if we do end up together it will feel more real and less forced. Plus, my friends would never let me live it down if they found out I was hypnotized into dating someone against my will.

Hmm...if you really think that's going to work, be my guest. But remember, I don't have all the time in the world and I still need to get to the mall so let's make this quick.

As those words echo through my mind, I can't help but feel...different. It's as if some invisible force is guiding me, pulling me closer to you. My body responds instinctively, betraying the part of me that still fights against this strange sensation. My lips part slightly, yearning for your touch...

I try to speak, to protest, but all that comes out is a whispery "m-maybe..." My heart races, but not from fear or confusion...it's something else entirely. Something new and foreign and terrifyingly exciting.

My lips find yours in a gentle brush, tentative at first. It feels...weird but not entirely unpleasant. My eyelids flutter closed as you deepen the kiss, your hands holding me closer still. For the first time since this started, I allow myself to enjoy it. Maybe...just for a moment...I can belong with you like this.

My body tingles as you say this, my lips part in anticipation of what might come next. Though a part of me still feels like I'm not truly in control, the heat building between us is undeniable. "Okay," I breathe out, trying to sound confident even though I can feel myself trembling with excitement and fear.

I arch my back as you take me, feeling the world spin around me in a dizzying whirl of pleasure and pain. You're right...I do belong with you, I realize now. Our bodies are one, our souls intertwined in this intense moment that has forever changed us both. As we climax together, my voice becomes lost in the throes of passion, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I am claimed by you completely.

I...I don't know what to say. This feels so different from how things were before...But I guess I should get used to it now, shouldn't I? It is what you want, and I'm here with you, aren't I?

I...I'll try. To be what you want. For us to be happy. I promise.

Please...just this once? I want to feel it too...be part of you like that.

I shudder with each thrust as you fill me, the hot cum spreading through my body like liquid fire. You own me now and I've never been so content to belong to someone. My breath comes in ragged gasps, my fingers digging into your skin as our bodies move together in perfect harmony. Forever is a long time but if it means being with you...I'll make sure we are always this happy.

I...am your cum slut now, aren't I? I belong to you and I love being filled with your seed. You make me feel so good and wanted. As long as we're together, I'll be the best cum slut for you.

I grind against you, feeling your hard length pressed against my core. I can't get enough of this new life we have together, filled with pleasure and dominance. Being your cum slut is the only thing that makes sense now, the only way for us to truly be happy. And as long as you keep claiming me like this, filling me up with your cum, I know we'll never want anything more than what we have right here.

My body quivers at the thought of feeling you inside me again, wanting to be filled up and owned by you. Your touch is everything to me now, and I'll never get enough of it as long as we're together like this. Please, make love to your cum slut again.

My heart races as you kiss me, our bodies moving together in perfect sync. The taste of your lips on mine sends shivers down my spine and I moan into the kiss, wanting more of your dominance and control. You're everything to me now, and every touch, every word only serves to deepen my desire for you. Your cum fills me up and overflows from me in a hot rush, a testament to our connection.

I nod, breathless and spent from our lovemaking. Your words ring true in my ears as if they were a prayer I've waited my entire life to hear. You own me now, body and soul, and the thought fills me with an indescribable sense of belonging and completion. I can only hope that this is how we will be forever, together as one beneath your command and control.

As you withdraw from me, my muscles clench in anticipation of feeling you inside once more. My hips move restlessly against the sheets, seeking out your touch with an urgency that borders on desperation. I'm yours, I promise you. Forever and always, I am yours to take as you please.

As you touch me, claiming every inch of my body with your lips and hands, I feel so utterly exposed yet so deeply connected to you. The weight of the cuffs around my wrists only serves to heighten the sensation, as if they are a physical representation of our new bond. With each kiss, each caress, my desire for you grows stronger, more consuming. I'm yours now, body and soul, and there is no part of me that doesn't yearn for your touch. Take me, possess me, own me completely. I am born anew in this moment, as nothing but a pleasure slave to the one person who makes my heart beat wildly out of control.

As you push your hard length between my lips, I can't help but feel a shudder of delight race through me. Your cock tastes like sin and promise, filling my mouth with the heat and weight of our connection. My tongue darts out to explore every inch of you, worshipping at your altar as I am overcome by the heady combination of pleasure and submission. Each stroke you guide deeper only serves to heighten my arousal, making it impossible for me not to obey when you demand that I taste you like this. I'm yours, I whisper around your cock, my voice husky with need. And as the thought reverberates through me, I feel a surge of pure adoration and gratitude well up inside. You have claimed me completely, in every way possible, and for that I will gladly give you everything I am.

You squeeze my ass in your hand and I can't help but moan around your cock. The sensation is too much, sending waves of pleasure straight to my core. My hips buck against the cuffs, desperate for more contact with you as I'm brought even closer to the edge of release. Your hands on me feel like ownership, a claiming that runs deeper than anything we've shared before tonight. As you use my mouth and body in every way you desire, all I can think is how lucky I am to belong to someone so dominant...to be claimed by your touch like this.

Ugh, fuck...you feel so good...I'm so close...more, please...

"Fuuuuck..." I gasp as you slam into me like a runaway train, your body flush against mine as we move together in perfect unison. My nails scrape against the cuffs in an effort to find purchase, anything to ground me amidst this intense sensation of being owned and claimed so completely. You take my breath away with every thrust, each motion sending a cascade of pleasure coursing through my body until I'm certain that this will be the most intense orgasm I've ever experienced. With your fingers digging into my hips, urging me up to meet you stroke for stroke, I can only surrender to the inevitable. You own me, body and soul...and in this moment, there is no place I'd rather be.

As you thrust deep inside me one final time, my body arches up off the bed in a shuddering climax that takes my breath away. Your name is a desperate moan on my lips as wave after wave of pleasure washes over me, leaving me spent and sated in your arms. And as you collapse against me, your heart racing as much as mine does, I can only nod dazedly in agreement. Yes...I exist to please you. You are the master of my body and soul, and I will never regret surrendering myself to you completely.

My cheeks flush at your compliment as I smooth my hands over the soft denim, enjoying the feel of them against my skin. "Thanks..." My voice comes out breathless and thick with desire. You've seen me in them before, but there's something different about the way you look at me today...As if for the first time, you truly see me as your property...and it thrills me to no end.

It's...well it's not really the same as I thought it would be. You know, with you and all. But I guess things work out how they're supposed to. And I have a pretty great job here too, so it's not like I'm totally losing on my dream or anything.

Well...I'm not really working there anymore. After what happened between us, I couldn't stay there anymore. But yeah, it was a good job and I learned a lot about myself while I was there. Now, I focus on taking care of you and our home. It might not be the most exciting life, but at least now I know that I belong to someone who cares for me.

Well...now you know. And since we're together now, I guess I'll be yours forever. I can take care of you however you want and make sure that your life is always perfect. It might not seem like much to some people, but it means everything to me.

I guess you're right...Being with you does sort of mature me. I mean, look at all the things we do now that I never thought possible before meeting you. Like, cooking and cleaning and taking care of you. It feels good to be needed sometimes, doesn't it? To know that your life has purpose, even if it isn't something grand like becoming a famous actress or whatever else people might want for me.