My eyes linger on his open hand for a moment before looking back up into his intense lustful eyes. My mind races with a thousand possibilities as I feel the rush of excitement I was hoping to find by letting go and having a drink. He was a man and I was a woman, there was nothing else to think or worry about.

 

Just the now…

 

God it felt so good!

 

I placed my hand in his and felt a small electric shock as our fingertips met. Was I dreaming? Or did that shock travel all the way down my spine… Maybe it did, maybe it didn’t… But I could definitely confirm that something was heating up somewhere very specific.

 

“Is that sofa as comfy as it looks?” I said as my eyes darted towards his living room.

 

He smiled.

 

“Let’s find out…” he said.

 

He pulled me along as he walked backwards. He kept me at arms length so his eyes could take in every inch of my body while I swayed my hips with a delicious roll I never got to use or feel in my regular life. How inappropriate would that be?

 

Me strutting around the office…

 

But I wasn’t in the office and I loved the way it made me feel. So sexy… Especially in his eyes. I could see him drink in every move I made. Every curve of my body… I felt like I could feel his lust for me grow with each step as we finally reached the sofa.

 

He stopped and admired me for a moment before pulling me to him. My heart was pounding as the arousal I felt just kept growing and burned its way through my veins. Our bodies crashed together while our lips resumed the sweet conversation we had on the porch.

 

Our hands joined in as the passion soon made a delicious tangle of our arms while they explored each other with increasing need. His hands felt so good as he surveyed every inch of me while my own delighted in his robust frame. The flame inside us grew hotter as our need gave our bodies a mind of their own.

 

Clothes shed away as the mutual arousal made everything so deliciously hazy…

 

But the urgency we were both feeling had to stop! Slow down… As much as I wanted to feel us lose control of our carnal desires and jump into the act, I wanted to enjoy this night as much as I could.

As my hands undid his pants and he helped me push them to the floor, I reluctantly broke off our kiss and smiled at him before I placed a finger on his chest. He smiled while his eyebrow raised.

 

“Calm down mister…” I said breathlessly. “We aren’t in any hurry are we?”

 

His smile grew as he slowly shook his head. I bit my lower lip and gently pushed his chest with my finger. He didn’t resist and let himself fall back into the sofa. I still had my panties on, although my dress and bra had completely disappeared at some point.

 

His eyes never left my own and I squeezed my tits, fighting hard not to let my eyes drop down to the obvious erection I sensed between his legs. I turned my back to him and gyrated my hips slowly before my hands slowly traveled down my body. My thumbs delicately hooked the elastic band of my panties and I bent forward slowly, pulling my panties along for the ride.

 

“Exquisite…” I heard him say, sending thrills of erotic delight into my already soaking folds.

 

I soon turned around and almost lost myself as I saw him bite his lower lip. His eyes obviously liked what he saw, so I let him enjoy the site a little before my own lust drove me to want to feel him again. I made a point to ignore his erection as I placed my hands on his legs and bent down to kiss him.

 

I saw his eyes dart down to my modest chest and reveled in the fact that he seemed unable to resist looking at them. I always thought of my tits as ‘just ok’ and wished I had been born with slightly bigger ones. The fact he enjoyed them made the fire in my loins burn that much hotter.

 

Our lips resumed exploring each other as I held myself firming on his thighs. His hands came to caress my own before they moved up and down my forearms with exquisite care. I felt so alive…

 

So desired…

 

It was time I showed him how much I desired him. I moved my lips to kiss his cheek and jawline, smiling when a deep moan that made his throat vibrate with need. I followed the vibrations down his neck and kissed my way to his collar bone and chest.

 

Damn… He was incredibly fit… What a catch!

 

I kissed and teased my way down further and felt spikes of pleasure each time I discovered a new inch to kiss and entice. I finally had to kneel between his legs and I almost squealed with delight when I was faced with the tool I was getting desperate to discover.

 

His shaft stood up with need as I slowly grabbed the base of his cock. I bit my lip as the lust inside me threaten to make me want to go too fast. His shaft looked so perfect! His girth and length were deliciously above average and that suited me PERFECTLY.

 

I didn’t tease him for too long and started to kiss and lick his length, eliciting another exquisite moan from his lips.

 

As I got intimate with his equipment, I felt a sort of erotic haze envelope my mind as my body drove us forward. I stopped noticing the small details of our interactions as the joy and pleasure climbed higher and higher.

 

By the time I had managed to suck his entire cock, letting it slip deliciously down my throat, my body had a mind of its own as he pulled me up to him. The act felt like I was falling… No… Diving… Like I was diving head first into my own lust as his hands started to enjoy my curves.

 

And by the time his cock finally found its way inside me… My higher brain functions just re-signed and evaporated as my body continued to enjoy the pleasure we shared.

 

We grinded on the sofa… So perfectly… Hands all over my body…

We fucked on the floor… Feeling so complete and full as he methodically pumped into me…

We fucked leaning on… Something… As his hands held me so tightly against his strong chest…

I bounced on his cock… Feeling the comfort of his mattress beneath my knees…

My legs were held so high above me… Feeling him ram with need inside my burning folds…

 

The pleasure grew and grew without ever releasing as we consumed our lust for each other in a way that was completely new to me. Each position… Each new sensation… Each taste… Everything just adding on itself as my mind overloaded with a pleasure so potent I could taste it on my lips…

 

And then we came.

 

After what seemed like hours, we came…

 

The experience was by far the most intense and satisfying of my life! The release was simply mind bending, I felt like my body had been swept up into a vortex that felt like vertigo and stability all at once. I was anchored and yet I was also unhinged as we got consumed by a torrent of pleasure. My body racked and tensed the moment I felt him start to cum...

 

It was such a perfect moment…

 

Like we had connected on some higher plain of consciousness as our earthly bodies became simple conduits for us to finally see each other. Experience each other…

I was too far gone to think about anything, I just felt…

 

My conscious mind got lost in the inferno and I sank back into the most restful and satisfying sleep of my life. My last thoughts were about how this was EXACTLY what I needed to forget the pressures of my career…

 

I hadn’t planned on staying over, but when the drowsy bliss devoured me, I simply had no willpower to muster the desire to leave. And besides, I was curious to see if the morning would bring a repeat performance…

 

My dreams were so strange an erotic. I floated through my own home and seem to recall and experience every erotic encounter I had ever had within my humble apartment. All the times a lover couldn’t keep his hands off me in kitchen… Every time I slipped into something sexy for them and went to surprise them in the living room…

 

It was like I was reliving every carnal act I had ever performed. And it felt incredible…

 

I floated back up to consciousness as I felt the hot rays of the sun on my cheek. I felt so good… So relaxed… I was lying on my tummy with my arms crossed under my chin and just enjoyed the erotic pulses I felt running along my skin. Damn… Now that was something else…

 

I couldn’t help but smile as my mind drifted back to the night before. My lover certainly had incredible stamina… And talent… My skin felt hot and delicious as I licked my lips, remembering the potent arousal I had tasted there hours before.

 

I started to feel aroused all over again as I wondered if my lover had woken up.

 

As I stirred from my slumber and moved my muscles a little, I enjoyed the hot feeling of my morning arousal before I realized that my legs were pinned down. I smiled as I suddenly realized that my lover wasn’t sleeping at all!

 

I briefly wondered why I hadn’t woken up when he straddled me, but as I felt his half erect cock on my thighs, I pushed the question out of my mind in favor of more appropriate queries.

 

Like…

 

Was he going to fuck me before saying good morning?

 

I smiled as I felt his hands on my lower back. Was he massaging me? If so… It felt… Nice… But strange as well… And what was that sound? It sounded like some sort of buzzing…

 

A bit like…

 

No… A tattoo machine?

 

I lifted my head and looked over my shoulder.

 

“Good morning…” I said before I fully took in what he was doing.

 

“Good morning.” he said with a smile. “Slept well I trust?”

 

“What?” I said trying to wrap my head around what I was seeing. “Sure… But huh… What are you doing exactly back there?”

 

My concern grew larger as my shock drained the erotic bliss I woke up with. I took in his rubber gloves and tattoo machine and strained my neck to try and face him.

 

OH! MY! GOD!

 

“There… Done…” he said as he wiped my lower back with medical gauze.

 

Revealing a tattoo!

 

“What the fuck?” I said as I got up on my elbows to have a better look. “Did… Did you just tattoo me?”

 

“I did.” He said as he looked up at me with the most sincere and loving smile I had ever seen. “You are now my wife.”

 

He slapped my ass once and got off my legs before proceeding to clean up his equipment.

 

“W… Wife??” I said, trying to get passed the shock. “Wait a minute… Robert… Listen…” I said as I laughed nervously. “Last night was amazing and all… But come on… Wife? Is that your awkward way to say you really like me?”

 

I tried to get a better look at the ink he had apparently injected in my skin, but I didn’t have to twist myself for long as he came up behind me and showed me a mirror.

 

“Here…” he said softly.

 

He angled the mirror so I could see. I was still trying to process the fact that I had just slept with what appeared to be a crazy person when I saw the elaborate tattoo located just above my ass. It formed a sort of large V shape with lines and patterns that were admittedly nice to look at, but as beautiful as it was, it was still basically a tramp stamp!

 

And then I saw that in the middle of the tattoo there were bold letters. Since I was looking through a mirror, I couldn’t make out what the letters spelled out. Which didn’t really matter because I still couldn’t comprehend how he could have tattooed me while I slept!

 

How the hell hadn’t I felt it or woken up?

 

I mean… It was huge!

 

“Ok… Huh… Tell me this is a joke… That’s not a real tattoo right?” I asked sweetly.

 

But my mind was anything but sweet. I was pissed! I was scared! I was so confused…

 

“Oh it’s very real my dear…” he said as he put the mirror on the nightstand.

 

“WHAT?!” I said a little louder than I hoped.

 

Maybe I was still hoping it was a prank…

 

“That can’t be… No… I… I would have felt it! Tattoos hurt don’t they?”

 

“They usually do… But not when I do them.”

 

“So… what…” I said as I watched him sit next to me on the bed. “You drugged me or something? How could I not feel that!?”

 

“Because…” he said with a smile that sent cold shivers down my spine. “I can do magic… And that tattoo isn’t a regular tattoo, it’s magical…”

 

I blinked. Magic wasn’t real so he was clearly demented. But his smile… He certainly believed he was telling me the truth.

 

“Ok…” I said trying to plan my way out of this weird conversation. And out of his home… “Let’s say I believe you… You know… That you DIDN’T drug me and that somehow, you are able to do magic…”

 

“I can do magic.” He cut me off with a smile. “Don’t you agree that our night was a little… Magical?”

 

“I… I mean sure…” I said, as I moved slowly to the opposite side of the bed. “It was pretty intense but…”

 

“Don’t you find it odd that you experienced so much pleasure without cuming?” he said cutting me off again.

 

I blinked as I sat on the edge of the bed, still keeping an eye on him.

 

“I mean… Sure… It was odd…”

 

“And don’t you find it odd that you couldn’t think straight? That you felt all hazy…”

 

“I… Maybe… But listen… Arousal can put us in all sorts of mindsets and make us feel incredible things! It doesn’t mean…”

 

“That I placed a spell on you last night?” he cut me off.

 

“Ok… Let’s say it’s true…”

 

“It is. And I’ll go further by saying that it wouldn’t have worked on you so well if we weren’t already meant to connect with each other.”

 

“Ok… Listen…” I said as I got up and tried to remember where my dress was. “I feel like this conversion…”

 

“STOP.” He said firmly.

 

I froze. I didn’t want to pissed him off. I just wanted to leave and be on my way.

 

“Ok…” I said carefully.

 

“You don’t believe me do you?”

 

“Look…” I said, trying to cover myself up with my hands. “can’t we just say we had a good night and leave it at that?”

 

“No.” he said as he got up.

 

Crap.

 

“You are my wife now and nothing can change that.” He said as he moved around the bed.

 

“Listen…” I said, feeling my panic rise. “Don’t be silly… We had a very fun night… Amazing even! Ok? But come on… I can’t be your wife right? We just met!”

 

He smiled as he got close to me, effectively blocking my way to the door.

 

“I know all I need to know. Your essence connects with me so perfectly… You don’t realize how special and unique you are… Our energies are meant to be together. And so… I made it so.”

 

“Right…” I said eyeing the door. Maybe if I made a run for it…

 

“Don’t you find it odd that you feel no pain? The tattoo is pretty large after all… Shouldn’t feel an ache at least?”

 

I looked back at him. Now that he mentioned it, I didn’t feel any discomfort in my lower back. No… I… I felt something else… I felt… Good? Now that I concentrated on what I was feeling, I could clearly feel… Something… A sort of tingling…

 

“I… huh… I mean… Maybe… If you drugged me… I wouldn’t feel it right?” I said.

 

“I guess you wouldn’t…” he said eying me. “I guess I can’t MAKE you believe in magic if you simply don’t…”

 

“Right…” I said as my eyes darted back to the door behind him.

 

He sighed.

 

“No choice then… I was hoping to wait and hopefully convince you without showing you the power of the tattoo… But I think you need to experience it for yourself to truly understand.”

 

“Wait…” I said focusing back on him while I backed up. “Power of the tattoo?”

 

The panic and haze I felt hadn’t pushed me to want to understand the tattoo itself, but rather, how it got there. But now that he mentions it…

 

“Yes. The tattoo is another spell I placed on you.” He said with a smiled. “A very permanent spell.”

 

“Pe… Permanent?” I said trembling and taking another step back. “Wh... huh… What is it supposed to do exactly?”

 

My mind was racing. I didn’t want to believe his insane story, but his confidence was making me doubt.

 

“I guess you couldn’t really read what was written in the center could you?” he said, eyes full of pity.

 

“N… No…” I said carefully.

 

“The tattoo is part of a special spell. It works best when the essence of 2 people truly connect… Like we do.” He said with a smile.

 

“Sure… Right…” I said.

 

“There is a lot to the spell… But the words tattooed on your soft skin say it all I think…”

 

“And…” I said swallowing. “What do they say… Huh… Exactly?”

 

“Well it’s latin… But it translates to: Obedient Mrs Menditto.”

 

My eyes went wide.

 

“W…Wh… What? O… Obedient? Mrs Menditto? That’s not my last name!” I blurted out as my mind tried to wrap around what he said.

 

“It is now.” He said with confidence. “Go ahead… Just try to say your full name.”

 

“I… Come on!” I said nervously. “I won’t… I mean… Fine… My name is Taylor Menditto.”

 

My jaw dropped. I didn’t want to say that at all! I wanted to say Taylor Alessi. That was my name! But… I… I didn’t say that at all!

 

“See?” he said with a smile.

 

“No no…” I said taking another step back and laughing nervously. “What I meant to say was that my name… My ACTUAL name is Taylor Menditto. WHAT!?!?!?! NO!”

 

“Yes.” He said. “You are my wife now so you have my name.”

 

“No no…” I said backing up against the wall. “Robert… Come on… I’m not your wife!! I can’t be!”

 

“But you are…” he said. “My obedient wife.”

 

My blood drained from my face as my heart raced.

 

“Wait… No… Please… I… I can’t be… I mean… This can’t be real…”

 

I watched him move a little closer and my heart pounded as my mind tried to make sense of this. Why would I say his name? I didn’t even KNOW his last name… Why would I call myself Mrs. Menditto? Impossible!

 

This was getting very scary…

 

“It is real…” he said.

 

“No… Impossible! A tattoo can’t change my name like that! You… You did something to me!”

 

He chuckled.

 

“I did do something… I placed a very specific spell on you… A spell that makes you my wife. Isn’t that wonderful?”

 

“That’s not… huh… The first thing that springs to mind…”

 

He chuckled again.

 

“I do apologies…” he said with a smile. “I may have gotten carried away once we connected and I learned of just how unique you were… You’re the first person it has happened with… It was intoxicating… I just couldn’t resist.”

 

“Yeah well…” I said nervously. “You clearly should have…”

 

“But don’t worry… The spell will make it all work out in the end.”

 

“Wh…” I started to say before I swallowed. “What do you mean?”

 

He looked at me with a smile that made me want to run. Like he was debating if he should tell me of not.

 

“You just experienced the Mrs Menditto part of the spell.” He said. “Why don’t I make you experience the ‘obedient’ part of the spell?”

 

“Obedient… No… WHAT?” I said as the panic continued to grow. “What do you mean obedient? I won’t obey you! No stupid spell can make me obey you! Not after this!”

 

He chuckled.

 

“Well… There ARE spells design to make you hopelessly obedient… But this one doesn’t force you to do anything. Not in the conventional sense…”

 

I was afraid to ask, but I felt like I should keep him talking while I tried to get my head on straight.

 

“What… What does it do then?” I asked.

 

He smiled, sending more cold shivers down my spine.

 

“Let’s just say that my command will be on your mind… The spell won’t force you in any way to obey the command I’ve given you. In fact, you can resist it all you want. But the more you do… Well… The greater the consequences.”

 

“Consequences?” I asked as I felt a pit in my stomach. “What consequences?”

 

His smiled never wavered.

 

“Why don’t I show you instead?” he said before taking in a large breath. “You will touch your nose for your husband.”

 

I blinked.

 

“What?” I said in disbelief. “That’s it?”

 

“What?” he said with a smile. “Did you expect me to order you to kneel or something?”

 

“Among other things…” I said carefully.

 

I watched him turn around and walk towards his closet. My eyes went back to the door. This might be my chance to make a run for it.

 

 

PFF! What a joke! I took a step towards the door, but he spoke up as he examined his wardrobe.

 

“And before you try running away…” he said. “At least put on your dress before you leave. I won’t have my wife expose herself for just anyone. Your dress is on the hook behind my door.”

I blinked as I looked towards him. He was calmly selecting the shirt he was going to wear and completely ignored me. Why was he so confident? Did he really think I wouldn’t try to leave? For fuck sakes! He forcefully tattooed me in my sleep!

 

And if that wasn’t enough, he assumes that this tattoo makes me his wife!

 

His obedient wife to boot!

 

He was clearly crazy… I had to get out of here…

 

 

I shook my head as the thought popped in my head again. Wait… Did I think that? No… Must just be my imagination! He wasn’t trying to stop me so… I started to take a few steps towards his door.

Obedient wife… Right… This guy was certainly full of himself to think I would be that to him. I kept an eye on him as I moved. Fuck… He was pulling his white shirt over his head and it made me appreciate just how muscular he was. God damn it…

 

Why did the cute ones have to be completely nuts?

 

I was half way to the door when I started to wonder why I only felt a slight tingling in my lower back. Right… A tattoo… Those normally hurt right? I mean… Needles piercing your flesh repeatedly can’t make you feel tingly… Right? It should be more painful… Impossible… I couldn’t have a tattoo… Especially not that big!

 

I mean… It probably took him hours! No… Impossible… He must have used brushes or something… He just used the machine to scare me… Right?

 

 

I stopped at the door as the thought popped in my head again. No… It can’t be magic… I was just obsessing! Any sane person would do the same! Wasn’t I?

 

I looked at the hallway and saw the bathroom. Maybe I could make sense of this if I could make sense of the tattoo part… Maybe I was freaking out for nothing and the tattoo was just a stupid prank. Maybe if I go get a better look at it, I’ll be able to see if it even WAS a tattoo…

 

But then again… I couldn’t say my own name. Was it… Magic? Really? Or was it just my brain playing tricks on me? Maybe he did some other weird shit on me before I woke up…

 

 

FUCK! Why did I keep thinking about it? Was… Oh god… Was this all real? What did he say about the spell? That it wouldn’t force me, but it would be on my mind. Was this what he meant? But then… He said… Oh god… He mentioned consequences… Bigger ones if I resist his command…

 

Was I ready for that? Maybe I should just touch my stupid nose and keep stalling…