​“Hihihih!” She giggled. “You sound so weird!”

 

I inhaled a big breath from the helium balloon I was holding before I spoke.

 

“My voice?” I said in a cartoonish high pitched voice. “There’s nothing wrong with my voice, young lady! It must be your ears! I sound perfectly... fine!”

 

I ran out of helium on the last word and it just made her laugh that much harder.

 

“Oh my god! I haven’t played around with helium balloons for ages!” she said as  she tried to get her laughter under control.

 

“Ahahahaha!” I laughed. “I know right? I want to hear how you sound! Here, try this one.”

 

I extended my hand and gave her the blue balloon which she took without hesitation.

 

“Oh god... Really?” she said, taking the offered balloon. “I can’t believe we are being so juvenile!”

 

“Come on! No one will know how ridiculous you sound! Just do it!” I said.

 

“OK! OK!” she said as she took a deep breath and sighed.

 

I watched her punch a small hole in the top part of the balloon and held my breath as she sucked in a large dose of the helium inside. The balloon shrank as the gas entered her lungs. 

 

Perfect...

 

“Ok I...” she said before stopping herself. 

 

Her voice sounded incredibly funny as the helium part of the gas made her vocal cords take on a very high pitched tone.

 

“OH GOD!!! I sound like a cute little chipmunk! This is so... weird!”

 

She ran out of helium on her last word and I thought about just how much of a dose she had gotten. I knew she probably needed to take another breath if I wanted the OTHER compound inside the gas to take effect properly.

 

The blue balloon I brought over didn’t just have helium inside it. That special little balloon contained the powerful compound I had been working on. It’s all very technical, but the basis of my research has to do with imprinting hormones. There is a special compound that the body secretes in our system when we ‘imprint’ on certain people. Same goes for animals. This chemical creates a powerful feeling of attachment which is followed by a sort of relief and contentment when we see the person we imprinted on. 

 

It’s not really clear how or why we imprint, I surmised that it had to do with survival instincts back when we were living in caves, but the fact remains that it exists. We've since evolved past this need and most people don't even secrete it anymore. But for those who do, it combines with hormones to create certain levels of attachment. When it combines with endorphins and a general sense of love, the ‘imprint’ can be very powerful.

 

My research led me to discover the exact chemical compound that creates the imprint. If I was right and you gave a strong enough dose to someone, that person would find themselves ‘forcefully imprinting’ on someone.

 

If I was right, you could create a powerful feeling of attachment. And if you crank the dose even higher, you would make that person feel constantly happy and content when they are near the focus of their imprint. It would create a state of mind where the person would need to know they are not pushing that person away. A state of mind where they couldn’t see themselves disappointing the focus of their imprint. 

 

They would feel a deep need to make sure that person was happy to be around them. Which in turn would  flood their own systems with hormones that would keep them in a mild state of happy euphoria that would also reinforce and validate the original impulse to keep their special person happy with them.

 

It was all theory of course, but if it worked, I definitely wanted Rachel to be the one to imprint on me.

 

“Oh my god you are right!” I said. “You sound like Alvin! You know... The chipmunk that sings that Christmas song! You know the one! Take another hit and sing a few lyrics!”

 

“Oh god...” she said as she rolled her eyes. “OK! But I better not see you filming this!”

 

She took another long breath from my special balloon and I saw it shrink until it was barely inflated. 

 

“Christmas... Christmas time is near...” she tried to sink, which was hilarious! “Time for toys and time for cheer... We’ve been good, but we can’t... last... HAHAHAHAHAHA”

 

She ran out of helium and burst out laughing. I looked again at the balloon and smiled. She certainly got the full dose now. All that remained was to see if the dose was high enough. I laughed, but I was keeping a close eye on Rachel. 

 

Sure enough, her laughter slowly died down as she grabbed her head with both hands.

 

 

 

“Oh wow... I feel so dizzy...” I said.

 

Everything started spinning as my vision blurred. It felt like I was hit with intense vertigo or something. It wasn’t pleasant at all.

 

“Yeah...” Mike said. “That can happen when you take too many helium hits so close together. The helium replaces the oxygen in your lungs so really, when you take in a breath of helium, it's like you are holding your breath. Take too many in a row and you’ll choke your brain!”

 

That must be it then. But... This feels a little different. I don’t feel out of breath... I feel... Dizzy... Sick... And my head... Fuck... It’s getting really uncomfortable... No… More than that… It’s painful!

 

“Is my head supposed to... Hurt?” I said as I took a deep breath to steady myself.

 

“Let me check...” Mike said as I felt him get closer.

 

He took my chin and lifted my head out of my hands. I still had my eyes closed, somehow, it helped with the pain and vertigo.

 

“If you can, open your eyes for a minute, I want to check your pupils.” he said softly.

 

I took a deep breath to steady myself again and opened my eyes. Our faces were inches apart and I ended up looking straight into his deep brown eyes. For a split second, the pain and vertigo didn’t change, but then, it faded away as my eyes focused on Mike.

 

My blurred vision finally focused, but not completely. Everything except Mile was still blurred, but Mike was as sharp as ever! As I looked in his eyes, I felt like I was seeing him for the very first time. Every little detail seemed suddenly important. The squareness of his chin. The shape of his nose. The color of his eyes. The texture of his lips.

 

I couldn’t stop noticing everything as a wave of intense pleasure crashed through me, making my skin feel warm and my heart race. I took in a sharp breath as I tried to control myself and stay perfectly still and waited for the feeling to pass. 

 

The more I looked, the more I realized how important Mike was. How I needed him in my life. It was like I had a perfect moment of clarity where I realized just how much I needed his presence. His guidance.

 

His approval.

 

I suddenly felt as if my whole world shifted and the man I was looking at had become its center.

 

Her face went from pained to astonished. Awe even... Her muscles relaxed as she gazed helplessly into my eyes. I didn’t want to interfere with the process so I waited patiently and looked back into her eyes. It lasted a long while before she eventually shook her head and backed off a little.

 

“I...” she hesitated. “I’m fine now. The pain went away.”

 

“That’s good!” I said with a smile. “See? Nothing to worry about!”

 

She smiled, but I could see she wasn’t comfortable. Had the compound worked? Or maybe it backfired somehow and created revulsion instead of attachment? Did I get my chemicals mixed up?

 

She kept looking at me in a very weird way, as if she couldn’t decide something and was trying to make up her mind.

 

“Are you sure you are ok Rachel?” I finally asked.

 

“I’m fine I assure you...” she said as she looked me in the eyes. “Better than fine actually... I feel... Very good... But I also feel... Like... Like I should... Never mind...”

 

She smiled broadly and looked at my beer. Her eyes instantly lit up.

 

“Say! Is your beer almost done? Would you like another one?” she asked eagerly.

 

“Sure!” I said.

 

She smiled and got up. She almost ran to the fridge and grabbed a beer. She opened it and brought it over to me.

 

“Here you go! Nice and cold!” she said.

 

“Thanks!” I said.

 

“My pleasure!” she said.

 

And did I imagine it? But… Did I just see her shiver in delight? She was still standing and just looked down at me with a smile.

 

“Huh... Rachel? Are you going to sit down?” I asked. “Or are you going to stand there?”

 

 

 

Mike was simply incredible! I can’t believe I was lucky enough to have him in my life. I also can’t believe I hadn’t realized it until now. Just now, when I went to get him a beer, I felt so... Alive! I was rendering him a service and he clearly loved that I did!

 

And the buzz... God...

 

The moment he thanked me I felt a warm shiver run down my spine. I had never felt anything like it. It was so... Intense! Making Mike happy never did that to me before, but I certainly won’t complain!

 

​“Huh... Rachel? Are you going to sit down? Or are you going to stand there?” he asked.

 

Right... I’m staring at him... And he noticed! Oh god! I looked around and tried to decide if I should just stay there, just in case he needed me to go get something else, or maybe I should  go back to my seat so it wouldn’t be awkward. Something inside my mind made me doubt both options and prevented me from making up my mind.

 

I just couldn’t decide! 

 

I looked at Mike’s handsome face and a strong desire to know what he wanted me to do bubbled up to the surface. 

 

“Hum...” I said, hesitating in embarrassment. “I haven’t decided... What huh… What do you think? Should I stay here or sit down?”

 

He seemed a little surprised by my question and I worried I was being a bother, but then he smiled and looked at the spot in the chair next to him.

 

“Standing seems a little tiresome...” he said. “Why don’t you sit here?”

 

He wanted me to sit next to him! That’s even better! 

 

I smiled and sat down. The spacing was rather narrow and it made me get right up next to him. For a moment, I felt a little weird because we had never been so comfortable with each other. But as I felt his body next to mine, I experienced another thrill of pleasure that made my heart race. 

 

The thrill washed over my whole body as I felt the worry of my debate dissolve into a feeling of pure happiness and content. I didn’t know why, but being this close to Mike was making me feel as relaxed and happy as if I had just slipped into a hot bath. 

 

As my body’s tension relaxed and it pressed ever so slightly more against him, I felt my heart burst with a euphoric bliss I didn’t care to try and understand. All that mattered to me was that I never wanted this incredible feeling to end.

 

And of course, my sweet moment of personal revelation was broken by my phone buzzing loudly from the table where I was sitting. 

 

I wondered who it could be and leaned out to grab it. No way was I going to get up from my spot! I managed to grab my phone and check who the annoying text was from.  It was Sonia. She wanted to know if I was free to go to a club later tonight. I knew Mike well enough to know that it would be the kind of night Mike wouldn’t like to go to.

 

And since I wanted to spend as much time with Mike as I possibly could, the decision was excessively simple so I answered her text and I told her I was busy.

 

She then texted me back to ask a thousand questions and I set about answering them. I didn’t want to focus on my phone while I was so close to Mike, but I had figured out a long time ago that it was best to indulge Sonia rather than trying to brush her off if you wanted the conversation to stay short.

 

 

 

I leaned over and saw that Rachel was texting with Sonia. She was a fetching blonde that had most of the guys around her begging for scraps of attention. Sonia was stunning and she knew it.

 

Which gave me an idea to both test out how the compound had affected Rachel while also guiding her thoughts to a place I hoped she would reach. I waited for Rachel to finish texting her and smiled when her focus immediately came back to me. 

 

Her gaze wasn’t shy about looking at every single inch of my face as if she was trying to memorize every last detail of my face.

 

“Was that Sonia?” I asked.

 

“Yeah…” she said. “She was wondering if I was free to go out tonight, but I told her I wasn’t.”

 

“Oh? Why not?” I asked.

 

“Well…” she said, looking a few shades redder. “We are having fun right? I don’t want to ditch you to go to some boring club!”

 

“I see!” I said with a smile. “I’m honored you think I’m more entertaining than a club.”

 

“Of course you are!” she immediately said. 

 

“Speaking of entertaining…” I said casually. “I was blown away by what Sonia wore last week at the party.”

 

Her head went to one side as she processed what I was saying. Truth be told, Sonia knew how to put her assets on display and she had worn a particularly slutty outfit at the party, which everyone noticed. Especially the captain of the football team.

 

“Blown away you say…” she said softly. “You liked what she was wearing?”

 

“How could I not? She was hot as hell!” I said.

 

I could see she wasn’t too pleased with my comment, but if I was right…

 

 

 

 

“So huh…” I said. “You think Sonia is sexy?” 

 

I asked, but I knew he found her sexy, she was a bombshell. Unless you didn’t like blonde perfection, you would find her sexy. In fact, I know that most girls find her just as sexy.

 

Mike confirmed by shrugging his shoulders with a nod.

 

It was clear he fancied Sonia. I never knew him to make a move towards her, but I bet he thought about it. Maybe he thought she was out of his league. Although I don’t know why, Mike is certainly handsome.

 

In fact... I never really realized it before, but Mike was a little more than just handsome. He was hot. Hot enough to be in Sonia’s league!

 

Which made me wonder... Was I in his league?

 

“Do you find me hot?” I asked, almost afraid of what he would answer.

 

He smiled.

 

“Of course you are hot!” he said. “Stunning even!”

 

His words sent another warm thrill down my spine, making my skin warm and tingly.

 

Stunning? He thought I was stunning? Wow... That means he likes me... Likes to look at me... God... Why was it making me feel so good? 

 

“I’m glad you do!” I said as I tried to hide my sudden blush.

 

“But really… What made Sonia’s outfit so stunning...” he continued. “Was that it went so well with her reputation.”

 

“Reputation? What reputation?” I asked.

 

“Oh you know...” he said, looking away. “She is rumored to be quite the easy girl to get into bed with. Some of the guys that I talked to who actually had the honor of bedding her also said that she was pretty slutty. She even has a nickname among the boys on the football team.”

 

“I never realized she had such a reputation...” I lied. 

 

I knew Sonia’s reputation very well. She wasn’t shy about her conquests and to her, she had just as much of a right to bed as many guys as she wanted as jocks had to sleep with a slew of girls.

 

In her mind, she was just a sexually active and open girl, not a slut. As for the nickname, that I didn’t know.

 

“The team gave her a Nickname?” I asked. “What is it?”

 

“It’s very rude…” he said. “I’m not sure I should tell you!”

 

“OH come on!” I said sweetly.

 

“Ok... It’s Hoover.” he said. “You know? Like the vacuum company?”

 

“Hoover? I don’t get it...” I said as I tried to figure out why they would call her that.

 

“Because she is such a good cock sucker...” he said as he trailed off.

 

“OH!” I exclaimed, suddenly feeling dumb for not figuring it out.

 

“That’s why Sonia’s outfit made her look so extra sexy.” he said. “Because everyone knew that she wasn’t just acting slutty, she actually is slutty. Which, in a way, makes her more attractive because when a guy looks at her, he knows his wild fantasies could actually come true if he ever caught her eye.”

 

“I see...” I said thoughtfully. 

 

I never realized guys viewed girls like that. I mean… It made sense in a strange warped way. A girl could look good and positively sexy, but if a guy knew she was a prude in bed, then logically, he wouldn’t be as attracted to her. What made her sexier in his eyes was the knowledge of her sexual mindset… Her proclivities, so to speak… 

 

I was pretty darn good in bed too. But... How the hell would he know that? We never fucked and I don’t go around bragging about my conquests like Sonia does. Plus, I'm pretty sure the guys I slept with aren’t close enough friends to Mike for them to have spilled the beans on how good I was.

 

But then I smiled as I realized that his ignorance could easily be corrected!

 

“So... If I follow your reasoning…” I said, still smiling. “You would find me sexier if you knew that I was good in bed? That you know… I could suck cock like Sonia?”

 

“To be honest, I don’t know how well Sonia sucks cock because I never had the pleasure.” he said, looking a shade embarrassed. “But the rumors and ‘reviews’ are quite undeniable! Why? Are you telling me you think you're better than her?”

 

My smile grew a little wider.

 

​“Why don’t I give you a blowjob right now and you can compare my performance to those ‘reviews’.” I said, biting my lower lip.

 

This was pretty forward of me, but I knew how guys think and act so I knew without a shadow of a doubt that if Mike found me extra sexy, he would always want me near him. That’s why you always see sexy slutty girls around high value men. They love to be surrounded by sexy girls.

 

A fresh wave of warmth washed through my veins as I pictured how pleased he would be with my lips around his shaft.

 

 

She bit her lip as she waited for my answer. Her proposition shocked me a little because we were far from friends with benefits. As far as I knew, she didn’t think I was her type. So the fact that she was offering me a blowjob right now was proof enough that the imprint was working.

 

She wanted to prove that she could be as sexy as Sonia. She wanted to prove that she could be pleasing and that she could stay near me.

 

“Well I can’t deny that if you are as good as you say you are, my view of you will definitely change for the better!” I said. “By all means, be my guest.” 

 

She smiled and got up so she could slip down to the ground between my legs. I knew she was wild during parties and what not, but spontaneously offering me a blowjob like this was out of character. Nothing in our history hinted that we would become lovers.

 

I had to think that my chemical was working even better than I thought.

 

However, my thoughts evaporated as she finally got my stiffening shaft in her hands and started to kiss it. She looked excited, but to her credit, she was taking her time and made a point of tasting every inch of my length before she actually engulfed it. Of course, I experienced blowjobs before but never quite so attentive as what she was offering. If she wanted to prove to me that she could suck cock like a pro, she was doing a marvelous job!

 

If anything, she was exceptional! 

 

She paid attention to all the right places and engulfed me completely on the first try. I wasn’t ‘hung’, but I still had a decent size. Yet she took me all the way in as if it was nothing. Looking down at her, I realized that she wasn’t just sucking my cock, she was worshiping it.

 

My mind was completely blown away! I had never gotten such a wonderful and attentive blowjob. I would have left it at that, but I still wanted to see how much she had imprinted on me. So I played it off as if her blowjob needed guidance. Which it certainly did not.

 

“I have to admit that you know your way around cock.” I said, trying to hold back my moans.

 

“Thanks!” she said after sucking up my shaft.

 

“But...” I trailed off and watched her eyes shoot up. “If I’m honest, I like it best when I can also get a show when I get a blowjob.”

 

“A show?” she said, kissing the underside of my shaft. “I’m not sure I understand.”

 

“Well... To be blunt…” I said. “I like it when I can see the girl’s tits. It makes the blowjob experience so much better.”

 

“OH!” she said as she looked down at herself. 

 

 

I was so happy! Mike clearly liked my technique and I was sure that he would understand just how good I could be in bed. That will make him view me differently for sure!

 

But then he commented on liking the girl to be topless while he got a blowjob. I looked down at my bikini top and briefly thought that he was getting a good eyeful already before pushing those thoughts aside.

 

He liked it best when the girl was topless. I had perky tits and I knew most guys loved them. Why hadn’t I thought about removing it sooner? It was clearly more enticing for him if I was topless.

 

“I guess I better pull out all the stops then huh?” I said with a smile.

 

I was pleased to note the awe in his eyes as I reached behind my back and pulled on the knot of my bikini. My top came loose and I shivered with pleasure as I saw how mesmerized he was by my chest.  His eyes glued themselves to my tits as I slowly revealed them to him.

 

I let the top fall on the ground next to me and squeezed both tits in my hands as I looked up in his eyes.

 

“So? How do you like them?” I asked. “Do they qualify as a ‘show’.”

 

“I’d be lying if I said they didn’t.” He simply said.

 

Another hot wave traveled along my sink at his praise. God... Why did it feel so good? Then again, why the hell does it matter? I dove right back in and gave him the best blowjob of my life. 

 

Part of me found the whole situation weird. I mean... I hadn’t planned to seduce or suck Mike today, if anything, this type of activity wasn’t even a possibility between us. But as I sucked on his cock, I realized that I was missing out. I felt like I was exactly where I should be. I always loved to suck my lover’s cock, but for some reason, I felt even more alive and content while I sucked Mike.

 

I was giving him pleasure and that was more important to me than what was the norm between us before. I felt like I had found a special sort of purpose.

 

Which felt a thousand times better when I felt him cum.

 

God it felt incredible to feel him get overcome with pleasure...

 

 

She extended the blowjob for a long time as she expertly slowed down when I felt like I was about to lose it. When I finally couldn’t, I came gallons down her throat. I felt like I hadn’t cum in ages! She did her best to suck up my load, but some of it dripped out of her lips and fell on her tits.

 

Once she had gently cleaned off my spent cock, she looked at her chest and smiled.

 

“If I’m judging by the sheer amount of spunk, it looks like the verdict is clear.” she said as she wiped a glob of cum her chest and lifted it in front of her face.

 

I watched as she smiled and slowly licked it off her finger. I had never slept with a girl that seemed to enjoy cum so much. 

 

“That was.. Exquisite...” I said as I watched her experience another hot shiver. “I can safely say that you suck cock just as expertly as Sonia. Maybe even better...”

 

She shivered again as she finally cleaned and sucked the rest of my spunk from her chest.

 

“That’s good!” she exclaimed happily “Would that mean that you find me that much sexier?”

 

“Well... I guess it does...” I said before adding in a lower tone. “But then again, it depends...”

 

“It depends? On what?” she said, suddenly curious.

 

“Nah... Never mind, it was just a passing thought.” I said as I brushed off the subject. “It’s just a ridiculous notion.”

 

“WHAT!” she said with a cute smile. “Come on! I just sucked your cock! That earns me a little honesty doesn’t it?”

 

“Yeah... You do make a point...” I said and paused.

 

She was so eager to know what I was thinking about. So eager to learn how she could be even sexier in my eyes. Like she said, she JUST sucked my cock for no other reason than to prove to me that she was a good fuck. Maybe my compound worked wonders after all.

 

“I was just thinking that Sonia is sexy because I know she’s a good fuck and a talented cock sucker, but really, what also makes her so extra sexy is that fact that she is easy to get into bed.” I said, keeping an eye on her. “So yes, I certainly consider you to be a lot sexier now that I know just how amazing you are at sucking cock, but it’s a little like tasting a forbidden fruit. You taste it once and then, well... You know you won’t ever have it again. With Sonia, if you get her in the right mood, she’ll just about fuck anyone right? So a repeat performance is actually quite easy to get.”

 

 

I went from extreme joy and fulfillment to anxious bewilderment. For a brief moment, I thought I had proven how sexy and pleasing I could be. How devoted I could be to making him feel good. I wanted him to enjoy my presence. Hunger for my talents.

 

Even if he liked my talents and I clearly gained a few points in the beauty category, he still didn’t think I was as sexy as Sonia!

 

But then he explained it and I immediately understood.

 

He was saying that Sonia was sexier because she was easy to fuck. Well... He was in for one hell of a surprise!

 

“I understand what you mean.” I said as I kissed his spent cock again.

 

I nuzzled up against his shaft and made a show of being as delicate and slow as I could manage. I kissed and licked it tenderly until I was sure I had his full attention.

 

“It’s all about talents and how easy it would be to enjoy them.” I said as I looked up in his eyes. “What if I told you that after tonight, I was willing to let you enjoy my talents as often as you’d like. That you could enjoy my lips...” I said as I kissed his cock head. “My tongue...” I said as I licked his whole length. “My throat...” I said as I took his semi-erect cock in my mouth.

 

I sucked him slowly until he dropped out.

 

“What if I told you…” I continued. “That I wouldn’t mind coming over to suck your cock whenever you feel like having it sucked... Would that make me sexier than that slutty Sonia?”

 

He blinked rapidly as he listened to my offer. It was true I wouldn’t mind. Which mildly surprised me because I really wasn’t that type of girl. But the more I pictured myself doing it, the better I felt about it. I just KNEW that I would keep feeling this good and content as long as I could be near Mike.

 

As long as I could please Mike.

 

I needed to know without a shadow of a doubt that I was pleasing to Mike. That he was willing to let me be near him…

 

Another shiver went down my spine as I suddenly realized I would do anything he asked if it would please him.

 

​Anything.

 

“I mean huh… Yeah…” he said. “That would make you pretty damn sexy… But are you sure you actually want to be that slutty with me?”

 

I felt another warm shiver wash over my skin at his praise.

 

“I couldn’t be more sure…”I said, winking up at him. “Especially after tasting your pleasure…”

 

“Really?” he asked, clearly impressed, which sent a hot wave of pleasure down my spine and straight to my clit. “What if I told you that what I find sexiest is a girl sexually loyal to me?”

 

My heart raced as my mind realized where he was going with his question. If he wanted me to be loyal, then it would mean he wanted me all to himself. If he wanted me all to himself, then he surely wanted me near him…

 

“Are you asking me if I’d be willing to be sexual with you and you alone?” I asked, still nuzzling his cock.

 

“Well if you are truly aiming to be the sexiest girl ever in my eyes…” he said, caressing my hair. “Then I guess I am asking you if you want to be my exclusive slutty girl.”

 

“Oh god…” I said, pushing down a fresh wave of pleasure. “Yes Mike… Definitely… If that’s what it takes to be the sexiest girl ever in your eyes… I’ll do it… I’ll be your exclusive slutty girl and suck your cock whenever you want I promise…”

 

I felt his spent cock twitch, which almost sent my eyes rolling back with pleasure as I realized how pleased and aroused my promise made him. 

 

“Wow…” he said, leaning back in the chair. “That definitely makes you the absolute sexiest girl I know. But I wonder… Does your offer only include feeling your talented lips? Or are you willing to offer me all of you as well? After all… A truly sexy girl is one I can fuck, right?”

 

I blinked as I realized that I had foolishly only offered him to blow him instead of fucking him. Of course a guy wouldn’t just want blowjobs from the girl he finds most attractive! Lucky for both of us, I was more than willing to clarify the issue.

 

“Of course it does!” I said, a little too excitedly. “How else can I become the sexiest girl if we don’t actually have sex!”

 

“How indeed!” he said, smiling. “So if I’m understanding you correctly… You mean to say that you aren’t just willing to suck me off whenever I want, but you’ll also fuck me whenever I want?”

 

“Yeeesss…” I half moaned.

 

Just the thought of fucking him sent multiple thrills along my skin. 

 

“Well ok then…” he said, clearly pleased, but also thoughtful. “I just hope you fuck as good as you suck…”

 

A part of me felt a cold shiver of doubt as I realized that he might not like how I liked to fuck. But then I smiled when I realized that it didn’t matter how I liked to fuck, what really mattered was how Mike liked to fuck. So really, I had nothing to worry about as long as I’m open to whatever kinky positions he was into.

 

Which I most assuredly am as long as he liked it because I knew doing so meant he would be pleased and that meant he would want me near him a lot more.

 

“I’ve had no complaints so far.” I said, smiling. “I’m pretty open when it comes to sex so I’m positive you’ll be able to enjoy fucking me as much as you enjoyed my lips.”

 

“Now that makes me all kinds of curious and eager…” he said, thoughtfully. “But I’m still not sure if you truly mean all that…”

 

I blinked a few times as I tried to understand why he would doubt me.

 

“I promise I do, Mike!” I said, hoping he could feel how sincere I was. 

 

“It feels like you do…” he said. “But if we both agree that you are sincere in your promise, it means that you’ll be my exclusive slutty girl that won’t sleep around with any other guys, right?”

 

“Exactly!” I said. “I promise that from now on, you’ll be the only guy to enjoy me sexually, I promise!”

 

“That’s great!” he said. “But you also promised that you are willing to indulge me sexually whenever I want. Meaning that at a drop of a hat, I can ask you to suck or fuck me and you’ll be happy to indulge me. Did I get that right?”

 

“Yes!” I said, a little too loudly. “I promise that’s exactly what I meant. You can DEFINITELY ask me for anything and I’ll be more than happy to indulge you, Mike!”

 

“Ok so following that logic…” he said. “You wouldn’t have any objections if I asked you to tenderly suck me again until I’m nice and hard so I could then experience what’s it like to fuck you, right?”

 

His question shined a sobering light on what I had promised him. In my aroused state and eagerness to please him, I hadn’t truly internalized what it was I was promising him. But his words made it so clear that I couldn’t help but see it through his eyes. I had never been the type of girl to be so slutty, even for my kinkiest boyfriend, and that in itself felt odd to me.

 

However, looking up in his lustful eyes, I could clearly see how pleased my promise made him and that was all it took to steady my resolve.

 

He wanted an exclusive slut that would always be ready to satisfy his sexual pleasure? Well that’s what he was going to get!

 

“Well Mike…” I said, smiling as I licked his length. “I just promised to be your exclusive free use slut, didn’t I?” I said, kissing his soft shaft as he nodded. “So if that is what would please you most right now, that’s exactly what I’ll do…”

 

My hands caressed his legs as I watched him smile.

 

“Ok then… Prove it.” he simply said.

 

As I winked and focused all my attention on his cock, I felt another wave of pleasure as I realized how easy it would be for me to stay in his good graces if all I had to do was to be intimate with him. All I wanted was to be close to him and it was hard to think of anything that would keep me closer than being naked while pleasuring him. 

 

Obviously, being a slut was in itself, a bad reputation to have, but being Mike’s exclusive slut was a different thing altogether. Besides, as I took his slowly hardening shaft in my mouth, I realized that I didn’t care at all what others thought of me. For all I cared, they could call me a whore as long as Mike still kept me close and my presence was pleasing to him.

 

 

 

 

As I watched her go down on me for the second time, I couldn’t believe how easily her mind had latched on to what would please me most. Even when I pushed the idea to a place where my wildest fantasies would become reality, I felt no reservation at all. She embraced the idea that to stay close to me, she needed to be as slutty as I wanted her to be.

 

The imprinting she experienced was intense… 

 

After all, it’s not like my ‘logic’ about being the prettiest girl was 100% sound, but she accepted it all without question. Immediately taking action to make sure she could find a way to stay close to me. That told me that the effects were pretty intense and it made me worry that maybe I used too large a dose. In fact, I probably could have reached the same results with a milder concentration while manipulating her views over the course of a few weeks. 

 

I looked down at Rachel’s bobbing head and smiled.

 

It’s not like I could be disappointed by the results so far, but it made me realize that I had to thread carefully in the weeks to come if I didn’t want her to become nervous about losing my affections. That could potentially be bad… 

 

So how could I convince her that she had nothing to worry about?

 

An idea popped into my head, which made my cock flex to its full length, making Rachel moan around my hardened girth.

 

“I think it’s time for you to remove that bikini bottom and straddle me…” I said. “Don’t you think?”

 

She moaned again as she sucked up and down my cock a few more times before she lifted her head. Her eyes were full of lust as she got up and made quick work of her swimwear. She didn’t waste time and immediately straddled me, allowing me to aim my cock at her dripping entrance as she sat down on it.

 

The feel of her tight pussy descending around my shaft was heaven and I grunted in approval as she completely sank herself to the hilt.

 

“Fuck…” she moaned as she leaned forward, burying her face in my shoulder.

 

“Damn you feel good…” I commented as I flexed my cock, making her gasp and moan. 

 

“Speak for… HHHmmm… Yourself…” she said as a shiver seemed to run through her body. “You feel… Hhhmm… Fucking amazing…”

 

Her hips began to slowly grinded against as she pushed herself off my shoulder, allowing me to have a perfect view of her magnificent tits. Her face was flushed with arousal and it made her look so much sexier.

 

“Fuck you are so gorgeous…” I said, flexing my cock once more. 

 

“OH!” she exclaimed as another visible shiver ran through her body, making her pussy quiver around my cock.

 

I let her recover from the pleasure as she added a slight up and down movement to her grinding.

 

“And to think…” I finally said. “You are promising to give me all this sexiness and talent… For my own personal use… Right?”

 

“Yes… YES!” she said, moaning. “Oh god yes you’re right Mike… Fuck… I’m giving it all to you… I promise…”

 

“So if you are giving all that to me, does that mean…” I said, lifting my hands to tenderly grasp the sides of her face. “That I own you now?”

 

I watched her pupils dilate and contract as she registered my words.

 

“I mean…” I continued. “You just said you are giving yourself to me… That you agreed to be mine… And mine alone… To enjoy whenever I want… Right?”

 

“Is that…” she said, swallowing hard. “Is that what you want?”

 

“Yes Rachel, I want to own you…” I said, smiling up at her. “What about you? Do you want me to take possession of you and own you?”

 

She moaned as she nodded vigorously while her hands came up to grab my wrists.

 

“Then it’s official: I own you Rachel.” I said as solemnly as my arousal would permit. “I’m claiming for myself what you are offering me… I’m your owner now… And you are my exclusive and cherished property that I can enjoy whenever I want… There is nothing you can do to change that now… The only thing you CAN do is please me and honor your promise… Understood?”

 

“YYYEEeeesss…” she moaned as her eyes rolled back. 

 

Her whole body spasmed as I held her face. Her pussy clenched and released multiple times as I witnessed the orgasm rip through her body. I smiled as I took it as a confirmation that what my little imprinted girl craved most was the knowledge that her place at my side was safe. That I was willing to go a step further and actually claim her as my own. 

 

The following fuck was everything I hoped it would be, but even so, I spent the rest of the evening testing just how determined she was to keep pleasing me. As I anticipated, it didn’t matter what I asked her to do, she was always eager to oblige and satisfy my requests. 

 

Of course, the imprinting process was still very fresh in her mind so it was possible that it could wane over time, but that was ok because regardless of what happened in the weeks to come, I could say with complete confidence that my experiment was a complete success!

 

As I drifted off to sleep with Rachel’s naked form snugly resting against me, I couldn’t help but wonder what the following weeks held in store for us…