My arousal was getting the better of me...

The implications of everything that happened today was simply too much. Part of me couldn't deny that I had fantasized about cheating on my husband even if that very desire might me coming from Jack. part of me was completely appalled by the fact that he had coerced my trusting mind into coming back to him for more session for the express purpose of implanting his control into my helpless mind.

But as I stood there, braced against the wall and feeling his body against mine, I couldn't deny the raw lust I was feeling...

Was it his doing? Was it my own?

I could never be sure...

The only thing that was sure is that he controlled me, completely...

That thought sent another wave of pleasure down between my legs as my mind helplessly tried to make sense of it all. But it was impossible...

The simple fact was that he controlled me and that I wasn't turned off by it. Real or not, in that exact moment, my mind flipped and suddenly understood that it didn't matter anymore. In the now, I was aroused by his complete control.

My mind could kick and scream all it wanted, but my body couldn't deny it.

In the Now... I was his...

In the Now... I wanted this...

In the Now... He was in control...

So...

I smiled nervously and almost moaned as I thought about what I wanted next.

"You are in control Jack... Aren't you?" I said back to him. "YOU choose..."

That seemed to surprise him. His hands stopped molesting me for a moment. My heart was beating so fast as I realized that I had just accepted everything that had happened to me. 

"Fine with me..." he said as his hands resumed their assault.

He started to rub his erection between my ass cheeks and I moaned as I pushed back into him. My decision seemed to push down my panic and thoughts as the arousal continued to burn hotter inside me. I truly didn't care anymore... I knew that.

All that mattered was the Now...

My mind was swimming in erotic desire and I was barely aware of myself as he proceeded to give me exactly what I wanted. Did he trigger some form of hazy fuck trance? Or was it just my own arousal?

I didn't know and I didn't care... 

The only thing I knew for sure was that Jack had won. I was an adulterer. I was his puppet. He would continue to compel me to come to him so he could enjoy my sins. Enjoy my body... He said it himself, I was his hypnotic plaything. His Doll...

I couldn't do anything about that. He controlled me completely! Even my thoughts and desires...

All I could really control was how I responded. How I felt in the Now...

So I decided I would enjoy it. Even if it meant damning myself and possibly my marriage.

After all, I had no other choice so might as well enjoy it.

Right?