Content, Dan settled down on the chaise longue in the garden with a cold beer. Artemis and Tim were doing the dishes together, still talking about video games, while Octavia and Syd had retired to the play room in the basement.

Raf shifted on his inflatable pillow, pushing Josie off his lap so he could sit more upright. Josie stood on the terrace, and she lifted one foot onto the table so she could readjust her stockings and the frills of her skirt. When she shifted onto her other leg, her knee came close to Dan's face and he blushed, quickly taking another sip of his beer.

Raf chuckled quietly. "Did I see you make googly eyes at my Princess, Dan?"

Dan set his beer down and nodded with his eyes downcast. "Yes, Sir."

"It's not that I don't understand or appreciate the sentiment, Dan, but I'm not your Sir." Raf gave him a warm smile. "Ok?"

"Ok." Dan nodded again. "It's a habit, I like protocol and titles."

"You can call me Your Highness if you want." Josie smirked and spun around on the terrace to twirl her pretty frilly skirt.

Dan's eyes were inexorably drawn to the hint of underwear as the skirt twirled up. When he realised it, he quickly lowered his eyes. "Yes, Your Highness."

"Dan is so cute!" Josie's voice went up in pitch for emphasis. "Can I play with him?"

"Do you have a safeword, Dan?" Raf reached out to touch Dan's arm. "Are there any boundaries we should be aware of?"

Dan folded his hands and gave Josie a bashful look. He feverishly tried to figure out what he'd be able to take in his current state after days of denial and edging. "You can tease me and hypnotise me, and make me say all kinds of things, Your Highness, but I'm going to have to stop you if it goes any further than groping through clothes. And I won't play with Rafael, no offense."

"None taken." Raf folded his hands behind his head, stretching. "Do you mind if I just lie here, or should I leave you two alone?"

"No, that's fine." Dan said quickly. 

Josie stepped into Dan's personal space, one leg between his and her perky bosom right in front of his eyes. "I like the way you blush." She giggled. 

He stuttered incoherently. It was crystal clear she wanted him to look at her pretty tits, but it went contrary to his good manners, he kept trying to make eye-contact.

Raf leaned back with an amused smile. "You let me know if you need her to stop."

"He doesn't want me to stop." Josie's voice was high and slow, like that voice some people use to talk to their pets. "Do you, Dan? No, I don't think so. You just want to keep staring at my boobies, don't you? Just keep staring. Watch how they jiggle. It's mesmerising, isn't it?" She bounced up and down.

Sweat started to bead on Dan's forehead as he let his eyes rest on Josie's cleavage, on her peachy soft skin and the fluttering of the ruffles. He unfolded his hands and let them rest on the seat beside his legs to steady himself in case he would start to drift away, which would probably be soon.

"It's so hard to think when you see my boobies, isn't it, Dan?" She cooed as she gently touched his chin. "That's right. Just stare. All the blood rushes away from your brain to your cock, making it too hard to think. Don't you feel lightheaded and empty, Dan? Too hard to think."

Dan sighed and sagged. He couldn't blink anymore, he was already blissfully in trance. And with the denial Octavia had put him through in the past few days, he was indeed way too horny to think.

"Tread carefully, Princess." Raf mumbled as he kept a close eye on Dan's vacant face. 

"He said I could grope." Josie bent forward, displaying her cleavage even more as she caressed the bulge between Dan's legs. "You want me to, don't you, Dan? You want me to make it even harder. Even harder. Shh. No thoughts. Too hard. That's a good boy. Just open your mouth and mindlessly drool at my boobies."

Dan felt his mouth open and his tongue stick out. It was embarrassing and he just couldn't help it. He wanted the ground to swallow him in shame, he wanted to fall face first into her tits and lose consciousness, but all he could do was sit there and stare as he felt saliva starting to drip down his lips.

"There. Too hard to think." She patted the bulge one more time and then took a step back, standing upright to look at Dan. "Look at how horny and helpless he is, Dragon. Isn't he cute?"

"I must say I'm impressed." Raf nodded quietly. "Dan is such a well-mannered husband, usually."

"Oh, I got an idea!" Josie squeed. "Will you help me with your big hands?"

Raf frowned at her. "What?"

"Well, you see." She jiggled her breasts at Dan's vacant, drooling face. "Whenever he can see my boobies, it's too hard to think. But when he can't see them, he's awake and he acts normally and you can have a conversation with him." She grabbed Raf's huge hand and covered her bosom with it as she turned away from Dan.

He blinked heavily for a moment and then quickly wiped his chin and reached for his beer, mumbling. "Oh… I'm not sure what happened there, I must have zoned out. What were we talking about?"

Raf chuckled as he pulled Josie close to hide her chest from Dan. "You were going to tell me about that tomato sauce you made."

Dan quickly took a few sips of his beer and then started to babble. "My Greek sauce is really nothing special. I'm sure you could make it too. You just start with some peeled tomatoes. You can use canned, but I don't like the metallic aftertaste…"

His voice trailed off when Josie wiggled out of Raf's grip and stood in front of Dan, tits out. With a little grunt, Dan's mouth fell open and he sagged forward, his eyes trained on her cleavage. Again, he was vaguely aware and utterly mortified, but helpless to stop it from happening.

Raf slapped her on the butt and reeled her back in. "I want that recipe, Princess." He said in jest. 

Dan stuttered, composing himself. "I eh… Where was I?"

"Peeled tomatoes." Raf said helpfully as Josie giggled with her face against his shoulder.

"Yes, you fry them in a bit of olive oil with some garlic, maybe an onion or a shallot. Not too much though." Dan started babbling about his sauce again, grateful for the opportunity to pretend that he didn't remember gaping at Josie's tits. "It's not about the onions after all. It's about letting the tomatoes melt into jiggle uh…"

Josie escaped Raf's grasp again and bounced up and down for Dan, making him lose his composure. His tongue fell out of his mouth again as he leaned towards her, helplessly mesmerised by her pretty cleavage in the frilly dress.

"It gets harder to resist it every time, doesn't it, Dan?" She still spoke in a slow sing-song voice like she was talking to a pet. "Too hard to think. Every time you see my boobies. Harder and harder every time. Can't think, can you, Dan? Can't keep your mouth closed. Can't help dropping into a deep trance, can you? My boobies are totally irresistible. Making it too hard to think. Every time."

Dan's head wobbled on his neck as he mindlessly gaped at Josie. The shame was relegated to the very back of his mind, past all the horny blankness she had instilled in him.

"Are you proud of yourself, Princess?" Raf muttered as he shook his head.

She turned around to face him, releasing Dan from her spell in the process. "Yes!" She giggled. "I totally get Octavia's fondness for him now. Playing with his head is fun!"

Behind her, Dan cleared his throat and wiped his mouth. Blushing deep red, he stutteringly continued: "But the most important thing is the spices. Cinnamon and ground cloves, black pepper and some salt. That's what gives it that authentic flavour. But that's really all there is to it…"

"Are you still enjoying this, Dan?" Raf asked as he held on to Josie, so she couldn't take his brain away.

"Yes… I eh…" Dan lowered his eyes, sweating profusely. "The Princess is very pretty to stare at and… Yes…"

"Oh goodie!" Josie escaped from Raf's grip and approached Dan, giggling as his eyes followed her and his mouth opened to mindlessly drool again. She stopped right in front of him, his nose only an inch away from her bosom, and she gently touched his chin. "Good boy. That's enough drooling. That's it. Close your mouth so you can talk. You can do that for me, can't you?"

"Yes, Your Highness." Dan replied breathlessly as his eyes widened and crossed.

"Good boy." She petted the top of his head, grinning from ear to ear. "And you'll do anything I say, won't you Dan? Mindless and obedient, aren't you?"

"Yes, Your Highness." His voice was more steady and monotonous this time.

Josie took his hands and placed them on her body, cupping her breasts. "Now Dan, you're frozen in place, aren't you? You can't move any part of your body except your head, not even when I wake you up. Can you feel that?"

"Yes, Your Highness." He replied immediately, thoughtlessly.

"Oh goodie." She let out a happy sigh as she stroked his jaw. "Now take a deep breath for me, Dan. The trance is fading. My boobs are pretty, sure. But they no longer entrance you. You're waking up, still frozen in place, but awake and aware of everything. Hi! Hi, Dan. Cutie." 

Raf chuckled behind his hand as Josie stood there with Dan's hands on her chest and she made eye-contact with him as he woke up.

Dan's breath quickened when he became aware of her tits in his hands. Unable to move, he felt hot and sweaty. She was so pretty and feminine and so very in his face. He swallowed. "Hi, Your Highness."

"You're such a good boy!" She squeed.

"Thank you, Your Highness." He blushed and closed his eyes. Her pretty tits were so small and soft in his hands. And being hypnotised by her adorable little voice was such a turn on. He took a deep breath and finally bowed out of the situation. He folded his hands in front of his chest, scooted away and then stood and bowed to her. "Thank you so much, Your Highness. That's all I can bear. I can't thank you enough."

Josie took a step back into Raf's arms and smiled. "Thank you, Dan. Feel free to ask for more some other time." And Raf nodded approvingly.

Dan bowed again and made his way inside to the bathroom where he could splash some cold water on his face. He could barely contain his lust while he was alone in the bathroom, but he knew the rules. He sighed as he dried his hands on a towel. Maybe making some snacks for everyone would help him calm down.