Josie sat at the table in the living room, her laptop open in front of her. The white glare of the screen lit up her face from below as her fingers worked the keyboard. Every once in a while, she would pause to touch her face, frowning, thinking. 

It was a Saturday and Raf had already done all the laundry and cleaned the kitchen while Josie sat there, working. He leaned against the kitchen counter, watching her, thinking about how he wanted to mess up her hair and her mind. For a moment, he allowed himself to just stare, to just picture her pretty pert tits under that button-up, her beautiful soft hands limp and helpless, and her lovely face vacant and open.

Finally, he spoke in that tone that always got her attention. "Enough work, Princess. Time for play." The desire in his deep voice was unmistakable.

Josie sighed and looked up from her laptop. "I'm sorry, love. I didn't mean to ignore you. This project is such a disaster. It's like I have to do everything myself. All the design and building of every test. I've been…"

He shushed her and gave her a smouldering look. "You can do it later," he said emphatically. 

She nodded slowly as she saved her work and closed the laptop. "I can do it later." 

"Come here." His arms opened, inviting her. "It's time for play."

Flustered, she started to babble as she got up to hug him. "I probably smell awful." Her hands crawled under his shirt to touch his skin as she rested one cheek against his chest. "I meant to shower but I didn't get around to it and now it's too late and…"

His finger tenderly touched her lips. "Shhh. No words."

She swallowed and her eyes slowly looked up to meet his, and as his fingers caressed her jaw, she gasped softly. "No words?" Her voice was small. Her eyes were large and confused.

"No words." His voice was low and captivating as he rocked her gently, almost imperceptibly, in his arms. "No more words out of your mouth. There is nothing you need to say. Nothing you need to explain. I know you. I know your mind like no one else. I know what's going on in your head right now, Princess. No words. No thoughts."

Slowly, she blinked at him. "No thoughts?" She asked breathlessly before her jaw went slack. The rocking and swaying made her knees go weak, his embrace was the only thing holding her upright.

"No thoughts." His caress travelled to her temple and his thumb touched her forehead as he held her gaze. "Nothing inside your pretty little head. It's a blissful feeling you know so well, Princess. It's a gift that I often grant to you, don't I? And it's such a relief. No thoughts. No will."

A sigh escaped her lips and her eyes rolled up, following the touch of his thumb on her forehead. "No will…" Her voice was almost inaudible.

"No will." He shifted ever so carefully to hold her more firmly as her knees gave out and her arms fell limp. It made him feel powerful and aroused that he could do this to her. "You have no way to to resist. No will of your own. You are my Princess, my trophy, my toy. My helpless plaything. No words. No thoughts. No will."

She swooned in his arms and he gently picked her up and carried her to the couch in front of the TV. Meanwhile he spoke to her in a sultry whisper.

"I'm thinking about a little roleplay, my sweet Princess. The more I think about what I want from my plaything right now, the more I'm thinking about watching you act out this fantasy I've had for a while. So why don't you sit here on the couch for a moment, and I'll explain how this is going to go."

While Josie lay draped on the couch as if she was asleep, Raf moved his recliner so he could sit and watch her comfortably. As he fiddled with the controls of the smart TV, he started to set the scene for her.

"Watching you be all work and no play, all professional and buttoned up, inspired a fantasy in me, Princess." His tone of voice settled down into something suitable for late night radio. "I can just picture you running into a problem you want to fix, something in the code that you'd have to look up to fix. And I imagine you messaging an old colleague for help, someone higher up in the corporate tree you don't know very well, but you met them at that programming conference and they surely know. It's easy to show them a screenshot of the problem, and they message back with a link to a video they say will show you how to fix everything. So you cast the video to the TV and sit down here on the couch to watch it. You're all alone in the house, you know I won't mind you watching some boring programming language video."

As he spoke to her, Josie stirred and sat up on the couch. With her eyes still closed, she straightened her blouse and ran a hand through her hair to get it out of her face. She took a deep breath and opened her eyes, sitting up straight and looking expectantly at the screen. So Raf pressed play on the video he had selected, and a spiral in shades of magenta and white started to swirl on the screen.

"This is not what you expected, but it's so captivating, isn't it?" Raf continued. "A heavy feeling of lethargy starts to weigh you down as your eyes become fixated on the centre of the spiral and you sit there, transfixed. The reason why you turned on this video forgotten as the spiral swirls and you just sink into a deep trance."

Her eyes opened wide into a vacant stare as she sank back into the couch cushions, her entire body turning towards the screen and opening up like a flower. Her appearance still had a semblance of professionality about it with her pencil skirt keeping her legs close together and all of the buttons of her blouse closed up including the collar, and Raf was already looking forward to the transformation he had in mind. His hand absent-mindedly opened his pants to touch himself as he continued to guide her deeper into this fantasy.

"And there's sound coming over the speakers, isn't there? A fascinating voice telling you to relax, to just sink into this feeling of being hypnotised by the spiral on the screen. The way it swirls around and around and around like a drain in your mind is making your thoughts into a swirling whirlpool as they drain out of your head and you are left there just empty and so deeply hypnotised."

Her head swayed on her neck in a subtle circular motion as her jaw went slack and her mouth sagged open until her soft pink lips made this O-shape, revealing her front teeth and the tip of her tongue. As he watched her, he noticed that the desire growing in his pants made his voice husky as he went on.

"And I wonder if the swirling feeling of your thoughts draining out of your head is making you feel good. I'm sure you could feel even better, even more mindlessly aroused if your body moved. If you would just move your legs, move your hips, you'd feel the arousal starting to throb between your legs even more intensely. If your hands would move to touch and caress your chest, you'd feel the heat rising deep inside with each and every breath you take as your stare at the spiral and it drains your thoughts around and around and away."

Her hips bucked and her skirt wrinkled up as her legs opened wide and she moaned. Her hands twitched limply on the couch before they crawled up to grab her boobs. Her shoulders rolled back as she continued to stare vacantly at the spiral, seemingly unaware of how her hands blindly groped to open the buttons of her blouse. Raf reclined in his seat, stroking himself as he enjoyed the zonked expression on her face as her body writhed in passion.

"You feel this good because your thoughts are draining away out of your head. The more you allow the spiral make you mindless and brainless, the more hot and horny you feel. You're too far gone to understand what is happening to your body anymore, it's moving of its own accord. All you feel now is this need to surrender more, this sexual need to sacrifice more of your mind, knowing that you'll be rewarded with more pleasure. Feel it."

Her hands clumsily pulled her blouse open and started to free her breasts from the confines of her little black bra. Her head tilted to one side as she helplessly stared at the spiral and a drip of drool formed in the corner of her mouth. Her chest heaved and she moaned as her hands crumpled up her bra, stroking and tweaking her pert nipples. Raf licked his lips and allowed himself a deep sigh as he watched this visage from his hypnotic fantasies unfold, taking another deep, horny breath before he continued to spur her on, his voice raw with desire.

"So mindless and full of need now. Too far gone to realise that the more your touch yourself, the more your surrender to the spiral and these feelings, the more you forgo your ability to think at all. Too far gone to understand that as you stare deep and surrender, as you touch yourself and sink into these feelings, you give up your intelligent, professional mind in favour of this mindless bliss. You're so helplessly entranced by the pleasure now that you don't even realise you're rubbing your brilliant professional mind away."

She seemed to hold her breath even though her mouth was still open and drooling. With one hand, she continued to stroke and tweak a nipple, as the other crawled down under her skirt into her panties. Her hips moved to make it easier for her fingers to reach the right place. Her eyes crossed and rolled up as she finally inhaled a heaving breath. 

Arousal made Raf shudder and he got up from his seat to sit down next to her and embrace her, kissing her hungrily.

"Take a deep breath and drop for me, Princess." He shushed her as she swooned in his arms. "This was all a fantasy, none it was real. It was all just a hot, porny story and I want to thank you for letting me tell it. Please shake off all the effects and look at me. I want to know what you want now, Princess."

She lazily smacked her lips and wiped the drool away before she looked up at him with an excited twinkle in her eyes. "I want to jump your bones, you horny beast."