After she’d found me roaming the hallways one day, she guided me out of the dorm, and got my number. She was so nice! We’d scheduled to hang out today, finally, after a week of texting back and forth. I think I had a crush? I wasn’t sure, to be honest. All I knew was that I was excited to finally talk to her for an extended period of time. She invited me to her dorm, which was also super kind of her accommodating to somewhere that I’d been before, even if I wasn’t sure why I was there in the first place.

I lightly knocked on her door, a little nervous for a reason I couldn’t exactly explain. I was definitely not the most outgoing and social person, but I should be able to handle this..

The door opened to reveal Brenna, dressed in an off-the-shoulder lace-up dress that felt far too fancy to be something you just sit at home and wear, but who was I to judge? Even just an initial scan of her skinny body made my head feel a little fuzzy, but I chalked it up to nervousness. 

“Um, hey!” I gently waved, a light blush painting the edges of my face. “Thanks again for inviting me over.”

“Oh, it’s my pleasure, Kosuke~” she said, smiling briskly, her voice smooth and breathy in a way that I’d managed to forget in the week since we’d met initially. She ushered me in, and I followed her lead. The place was nice, but there was just a weird feeling of deja-vu that I couldn’t put my finger on. Anyway, it was pretty; the unique musk of her scented candles pleasantly permeating my nostrils. 

“Where should I sit?” I asked, still a little nervous, my voice coming out a little shaky.

“Oh, just on the couch, cutie. I’ll join you in just a second after I brew us some tea, okay?”

She joined me just a moment later, sitting far closer than I expected. Her milky thigh was on top of mine, like it was always meant to be there. She wrapped her arm around me, and a strong musk– one very different to the candle– began seeping out from her underarms. My shoulders instantly relaxed, like smelling something familiar; somehow garnering a sense of safety when it was the first time I’d ever smelled it. 

“We were texting about how much you liked reading a few days ago, but I don’t think we’d ever really gotten all the way into it, and I was reeeeally curious about why you liked books so much.” Brenna started, her lips coming dangerously close to my ear, tingles shooting down my spine with a fervor. “Is it the way that they can just drop you into a story? The way that words feel so alive, that you can imagine things just from seeing or hearing words?”

“Yeah!” I nodded, smiling exuberantly, delighted she’d remembered what I said and was willing to talk about it. “It’s just the way that literature can bring you into a new world and just… let the current world fade away for a while.”

“This world can be tough and unforgiving sometimes, can’t it?” she cooed compassionately, her lips planting a gentle kiss on my ear as she shifted her weight, leaning on me more. Her quite generous cleavage was squished against my arm, the musky scent intensifying in a way that made words just a little harder to get out. “Are books the only outlet you’ve found to allow you to let go?”

“So far, yeah…” I drawled, words emitting themselves significantly slower. “I tried meditation… but it’s not really my thing… my thoughts can get so loud.”

“Poor thing,” she shifted her weight more until I was laying down on the couch, practically underneath her. She was stroking my hair gently, her long nails pattering on my scalp in a way that made all the tension in my body wash away. Her breasts were practically dangling in front of my face, the lace doing little to hide their ever protruding shape. In unison, the smell was surrounding me on all sides, whispering to my brain through my nostrils to relax, to trust. 

“Isn’t it weird though, how right now your thoughts are completely desolate?”

I hadn’t noticed, but she was right.

“Yeah…”

“Does it feel nice?”

“Really nice…”

“Good puppy. Just let Brenna think for you from now on, okay? No need to have all those silly thoughts running around in there.”

“Right… no point in having silly thoughts…”

“That’s it..” she purred, sinking onto me now, her nails tracing circles on my chest. “Look at my breasts, puppy… stare at them and memorize the shape… aren’t they pretty?”

“Very pretty…” the words come out without a thought, just reaction. There was no point in filtering my words when Brenna was my filter, right?

“Good…” she spoke breathily, her teeth nipping at my jaw. “What does my puppy want right now?”

      "…"

“That’s right. Good puppy. Puppies don’t want. They happily lap up whatever their owner gives them, don’t they, puppy?”

    “Yes…”

“And, puppy, your owner wants you to learn how to properly cum for her. You’re going to be a good puppy and let me condition you, right?”

  “Yes…”

I felt her put weight on my erection through my jeans, and ecstasy instantly swam through my body.

“Saying yes gets you pleasure, doesn’t it?”

“Yes…”

More pressure in between my legs…

“Because of me, it’s so easy to feel pleasure, isn’t it?”

“Yes…”

A lengthy finger caressing the tip…

“You’ll keep saying yes for me even when I don’t ask you a question, won’t you, puppy?”

    “Yes…”

A hand squeezing my balls…

“That’s right. You’re a smart puppy. You know yes equals pleasure.”

     “Yes…”

     A continuous stroking… pleasure building…

I felt her soft hands on my face, gently stroking my cheeks.

     But some hand still stroking–

“You feel it, don’t you? You feel my hands on you every time you say yes like a good puppy, even when they’re not truly there.”

The hands stroked faster, with more weight; more intent; looking to completely drain me…

     “You won’t come without permission. Squirm, puppy.”

Edge. Edge. Edge… I couldn’t – I had to. The hands wouldn’t stop.

     “Did you even notice your eyes closed? Open them, puppy. My shirt’s off. Admire me. Worship me with your mind.”

I did as commanded, and an overwhelming, absolute need to praise and worship washed over me. For a moment it helped me forget about the–

Edge… the pleasure boiling over…

I whimpered, silently praying for release. I felt her bare breasts glide across my chest, and her underarm placing itself over my nose. “My smell gets you so close to the edge, and my permission pushes you over as you… cum for me, puppy. Cum as you smell the purest part of me.”

Waves and waves of pleasure pour through my body, soaking my pants, soaking my mind with only images of her–

“Oh, but I guess you forgot…” I heard her giggle right in my ear. “Cumming makes you forget. Bye again, puppy~”

–

What the hell was I in this hall for, anyway?

     Down the corridor, a door clicks open, a sweet voice calling out. “Hey - you okay? You looked a little lost..” 

I turn around to the voice, and the girl is unimaginably cute. Something about her felt very captivating…

“These halls can be so confusing if you don’t live here!” she cooed. “I’m Brenna, by the way. From Room 314.”

“You look so familiar…” I ponder for a moment, looking at her. “Do we know each other?"

“I don’t think so…” she smiled innocently. “Probably another cute girl you know. I’ll show you to the exit, cutie~”