Suck Slave
by The Traveling Master
** Playing around with another style of writing which doesn't have any dialogue. Turned out to be quite a challenge as I normally write dialogue first and fill in afterwards. Let me know what you think.
Even if I know that I clearly shouldn’t, I can't stop myself.
I believe that deep down, my will to resist him is still there, buried deep under intense mind numbing arousal, but as far as I can feel, it's far from strong enough to help me break free of his hypnotic control. What makes matters so much worse is that the helplessness I feel towards my situation only seems to fuel my arousal and makes every shiver of pleasure I feel so much more intense. It all works perfectly against me as I remind myself in vain of how wrong it is for me to simply give in to him and crawl obediently between his legs every time he snaps his fingers.
After all, he's neither my boyfriend or lover.
Not exactly anyway...
For that to make sense, we need to go back to the beginning.
As much as I remember of it at least…
A few months ago, my roommate introduced me to her latest boyfriend, Jake. He was a bit less handsome than her usual partners, but what he lacked in looks he more than made up with his natural charm. It didn't take him long to gain a key to our apartment, which meant that I would often find him lounging in our living room while he waited for Kim to get back from work or the odd errands.
Since I was between jobs and didn't have a lot of money to spare, I spent most of my evenings at home. Which meant that I quickly became friends with Jake and it wasn't rare for Kim to come back home to find us having a good time together. Eventually, entertaining him sort of became our thing while we waited for Kim to come back. It certainly made it much more comfortable for me to have him over all the time.
That's around the time things started to get a little fuzzy for me.
I remember Kim had to work later than usual one night and we decided to watch something on Netflix. Our friendship had grown comfortable enough for us to even joke about the whole Netflix and chill trope before we settled in. My day had been exhausting and before I knew it, I fell asleep somewhere in the middle of the movie.
Or maybe I didn't completely doze off because I seemed to recall hearing a soft voice that reminded me a lot of Jake's. When I finally woke up, I brushed it off and apologized, to which he reassured me that it didn't bother him.
The very next evening we were alone, he commented on how exhausted I looked and offered to share a meditation technique he learned while studying abroad. I was not at all the type of girl to resort to such nonsense, but something in my mind pushed me to try so without thinking too much about it, I told him I was game to try. I remember him sitting me comfortably on the sofa while he stood behind me and rubbed my temples.
His voice was low and surprisingly soothing as he instructed me to relax...
The next thing I remember was waking up feeling insanely refreshed, which prompted me to ask him to do it again a few days later.
The warm blanketing sensation his technique was able to wrap around me was unlike anything I had felt before. I found myself craving it whenever my mind wandered and before I knew it, I was asking him to use it on me every time we were alone in the apartment together. He seemed so trustworthy that I never suspected he was using our time together to bend me to his will.
I didn’t realize it at the time, but slowly but steadily, I started to cater to his needs a little more every day. It even got so far as to start wearing things he suggested I wear because somewhere in my mind, the thought of looking pleasing while I catered to my guest’s needs made perfect sense. Of course, I knew it wasn't exactly proper for him to do so with his girlfriend's roommate, but since it was harmless, I didn't let it bother me.
Which I obviously should have...
After a particularly deep meditation session, I woke up the next day with a burning desire to go buy a new piece of lingerie. I didn't think twice about why a broke single girl like me should waste their money on sexy underwear, I just went out shopping. That evening, once Kim had left and Jake was alone with me, I told him all about my spur of the moment shopping trip as we drank the wine he had bought for us to enjoy.
My memories of what happened next are more than a little fuzzy, but eventually, I apparently decided to show him my purchase by wearing it. I remember feeling drunk and more than a little aroused when I noticed the bulge in Jake's pants, but after that, it feels more like a dream than anything else. The closest I could figure is that the combination of the wine and my attire was enough for us to kiss, which then apparently led me to drop to my knees and alleviate his uncomfortable arousal by sucking him off.
I remember feeling guilty about teasing him with my provocative underwear, but not much else until he came in my mouth. Of course, I politely spit it out because I wasn’t that type of girl, but as I looked up in his satisfied eyes, we both suddenly realized what we had done.
Needless to say we both decided to keep our little blunder a secret.
However, I found myself still craving his special relaxation sessions so I did my very best to act as if nothing had happened, which turned out to be exactly what Jake did too. It allowed us to move past our little incident and continue having our special little evenings. Or try to anyway...
I could tell by the way he looked at me that he had enjoyed my lips and for some reason, that thought aroused me more than I was willing to admit. It aroused me so much in fact that when I woke up from a subsequent session with the distinct feeling that I had just sucked his cock, I chalked it up to a fantasy of my overloaded arousal instead of focusing on how sore my jaw felt.
My sessions with Jake changed after that.
The next session, I found myself waking up while I was standing upright in the living room. Or rather, not fully awake would be a better way to describe how I felt as I stood there feeling like my thoughts were lost in a fog. Everything around felt more like a dream than reality. Nothing triggered thoughts or opinions as I casually noticed that I was wearing the sexy lingerie I had bought before. Jake inspected my whole body as if he was a doctor, which should have been embarrassing for me but it wasn't. He touched and caressed me all over before finally standing behind me as he rubbed my temples and made the fog grow until my thoughts were completely swallowed up.
The next thing I knew, I was kneeling between his legs as he stroked his cock in front of me. The fog was still very thick, but I remember feeling incredibly captivated by his shaft. So captivated that I barely remember how I transitioned from looking at it to sucking it.
It just... Happened.
One second, I was calmly looking at his shaft and the next, I was bobbing my head up and down his length without a thought. The arousal I had been feeling around him cascaded as I felt his cock on my tongue. I wasn’t thinking about anything, I was just consumed by the moment while my mind stayed in a thick syrupy fog. I was just a hot girl sucking off a nice girthy cock.
Nothing more and nothing less.
I even sucked down and drank his seed when he eventually came because at that moment, it seemed like the most efficient and natural thing to do. The fog took me after that and I only woke up the next morning in my bed. It took me a while to convince myself that what I had experienced actually happened, but I eventually did even if I couldn’t explain why it had.
Something nagged me about what I did, but every time I tried to calmly think about it, my thoughts would slowly scatter and I ended up thinking about something else. When I tried to think about possibly confessing to Kim that I had gone too far with her boyfriend, a wave of intense guilt made that unthinkable.
After that incident, I was determined to avoid Jake as much as possible without tipping off my roommate that something was wrong. I tried to stay in my room whenever Jake was alone with me in the apartment, but that felt so weird that I ended up joining him in the living room anyway. At least, I had decided to ignore Jake’s wardrobe suggestions and wore the baggiest outfit I owned as a way of signaling him that I was determined not to let another slip up happen again.
I was even determined to resist my craving to experience a mediation session, but the more I forced myself to ignore my craving, the stronger it got. After we were done doing the dishes together, I finally caved and I asked him for a session instead of sitting down to watch a movie. The moment I felt his fingers on my temples, I couldn’t help but smile as the heavy relaxation blanketed my mind, allowing me to forget about all my worries.
As before, I didn’t quite come back to myself as I woke up standing in the middle of the living room. The fog in my mind was thick, preventing any sort of self reflection or thought as I watched him inspect me once more. This time however, he gently undressed me until my baggy shirt and pants were on the floor. He caressed my body, enjoying the feel of my curves while my mind remained blank and pleasure grew between my legs.
Next, he removed my bra, which wasn’t the lingerie I had bought, but was one of my more elegant ones. My modest breasts were still very perky as I stood bare chested for his viewing pleasure before he came behind me to cup them. My body obviously enjoyed the warmth of his hands as I felt my nipples harden, but my mind couldn’t care less so I didn’t do anything to stop him. Eventually, his hands eventually came up and tenderly rubbed my temples as his soft voice made the fog black out my surroundings.
When the fog slightly parted again, I found myself kneeling topless in front of his erection. I listened to his soft voice without really listening as his shaft captivated what little attention the fog allowed me. All I could do was stare and feel my arousal and pleasure grow until Jake snapped his fingers. It’s strange to say, but I felt the sound they made more than actually heard it.
The fog enveloped me once more, if only briefly, before allowing me to notice that his cock was slowly slipping in and out of my mouth. I felt no urgency or worry as my body continued to suck and lick his cock. Jake’s fingers soon found my temples once again, rubbing them in a way that made the fog infinitely thicker, yet also pleasurable. They seemed to give shape to the fog and before long, thoughts manifested. They were wholly centered around pleasuring Jake’s shaft, making the pleasure grow and fuel my arousal. By the time Jake came and I swallowed his seed, the fog in my mind seemed to be made of pure erotic pleasure as it took me away from my surroundings.
When I woke up the next morning and I remembered what I had done, an uncontrollable urge to masturbate over took me and I came hard as I re-experienced the impossible amount of pleasure I felt while I sucked his cock. The shame and guilt at having enjoyed myself so much pushed me to try and forget it ever happened. The whole thing seemed too impossible to actually be real so I tried very hard to act as if it hadn’t even happened. Especially when Kim was around.
My mind was incredibly confused by the whole thing and every time I tried to stop and rationality think it through and figure out why it was happening, I couldn’t stay focused on anything that made sense. It was like my mind was incapable of processing the events. It actually took 2 more sessions where I remembered sucking him off before I managed to confront Jake instead of asking him for a guided meditation session.
I expected him to try to explain or acknowledge my legitimate request, but that’s not at all what he did. I watched him calmly get up from the sofa as he softly told me to relax. It was so different from how I thought he would react that I just stood there and listened as he stepped up close to me. For some reason, I didn’t move an inch and simply looked into his eyes. His closeness and soft words completely rooted me in place before he casually walked around me.
Unlike the other times he had done so, I felt like my mind was my own, however, my body didn’t seem like it wanted to respond to my desire to move away.
Probably because I started to feel a lot more aroused than I thought I should be.
The pleasure seemed to fog up my mind as I felt his hands on my shoulders and arms. Not enough to completely push away my thoughts, but enough to stall them as I wondered how he could be so bold with his girlfriend’s roommate.
Before I knew it, his hands were removing my top as he continued to instruct me to relax. To my utter surprise, I didn’t do a thing to stop him and even lifted my arms obediently when he pulled it up over my head. I knew it was wrong to just allow him to undress me, but that very taboo seemed to make me hornier than ever as he made quick work of removing my skirt and bra.
I should have been utterly appalled and embarrassed to be naked in front of him and on some level, I probably did. However, I didn’t move a muscle as memories of our strange interactions aroused me so much that it seemed to prevent me from summoning any sort of will to act. And when he began to caress and massage my aching tits, all I could think about was the pleasure I felt while I tasted his cock.
He whispered something in my ear. I didn’t seem to hear his actual words, but nonetheless, a switch flipped inside my mind as my conflicting emotions suddenly parted. I felt like I could move as all my confusing thoughts gravitated to one singular desire, making me fall to my knees with a burning desire to pleasure his cock. Just like before, I found myself unable to think about anything else as I made quick work of freeing his erection.
I didn't know how it was possible, but the moment my lips made contact with his cock, an intense feeling of pleasure and euphoria completely overwhelmed my thoughts. It compelled me to pleasure him in a way I had never experienced. My mind felt much less relaxed and free to think, but I experienced no desire to do anything other than suck and lick Jake’s girth as I knelt completely naked in front of him.
It’s hard to explain because I’m not sure what was happening to me, but I felt much more like myself than when I had sucked him before. Yet, I was still utterly powerless to think about anything except how best to lick and suck to maximize his pleasure. Maybe that’s why I noticed a little more of my surroundings as I swallowed the end of his cock. Instead of rubbing my temples, he was casually petting the top of my head. Instead of only seeing his shaft, I sometimes looked up and registered the pleased look on his face as he watched me work. His satisfaction seemed smug for some reason, but that barely registered as I gave myself to the pleasure I felt.
I felt hot shame of being utterly unable to stop myself from sucking my roommate’s man, but at the same time, I also felt intensely aroused and surprisingly grateful that I could even feel something so amazingly good. By the time he was ready to cum, my pleasure had grown so high that my mind easily compared the act of taking him in my mouth to actually fucking him.
Not to mention that when he erupted down my throat and I started to swallow his spunk, I actually came…
Experiencing an orgasm while having a cock in my mouth was a first for me. It shattered any sort of preconception I had about my own turn ons. Sadly, I wasn’t allowed to linger on those thoughts too much because as I came down from my high, Jake placed his fingers on my temples and helped me relax until the peaceful fog swallowed my awareness as efficiently as I guzzled down his spunk..
When I woke up the next morning, I actually came twice as I remembered how good it felt to orgasm as I sucked him off.
I felt so ashamed to have enjoyed myself while I secretly betrayed my roommate, especially since I couldn’t find a way to explain or justify the reason why we were doing it. As I cleaned and dressed myself that morning, I tried very hard to push down my feelings in the hopes that I could respect my roommate and stop myself.
2 days later, when the inevitable opportunity to be alone with Jake presented itself, I briefly fought my desire and tried to stay in my room. However, doing so made me utterly aware of how aroused I was so I ended up stripping to my underwear and began to masturbate. I tried to fantasize about something else, but my mind always came back to the way I felt as I knelt before Jake and tasted him. I masturbated myself in a daze as I edged and edged without reaching the climax I was craving for. Eventually, my feverish mind decided that I couldn’t take it anymore.
I even started to rationalize a way for me to indulge even though I knew it was wrong. My answer, I eventually reasoned, was that as long as Kim didn’t find out, there was no true harm in giving in.
With that in mind, I got out of my room and went to join Jake in the living room before I even thought to cover up. The moment I saw him lounging on the sofa, I suddenly remembered how I was dressed and it felt like a bucket of cold water. I couldn’t believe what I was doing and turned on my heels to leave. However, I didn’t have time to reach the hallway before I heard Jake’s smooth voice beckon me to come see him.
Before I could process why he would ask me such a thing, my body stopped and turned to comply. My mind was reeling and my heart raced as I tried to understand why I would obey. Each step felt like I was someone else as my body slowly made its way to face him. I stood, frozen in place by the confusing thoughts and desires swirling in my mind as I watched him admire my underwear. He commented on how flushed I looked, which only made things worse as I felt my cheeks burn.
Thankfully, the feeling didn’t last long as he instructed me to relax in that same soft voice that had allowed me to meditate so peacefully. His words seemed to sooth my thoughts and comfort them until my confusion finally dissipated. He commented on how he preferred the lingerie I had worn before and instantly; my underwear began to feel dirty on me. I offered to go change, but he simply said that it wasn’t necessary because all I had to do to correct the offending sight was to remove it.
I couldn’t find the thoughts to argue with such perfect logic so I undressed right there in front of him.
With the same low voice, he praised every aspect of my body from the softness and color of my skin, the shape and feel of my lips, the size and perkiness of my breasts to the general shape of my figure. Each compliment sent powerful and surprising thrills through veins as he repeatedly made me aware of just how attractive I was to him. Which I was aware shouldn’t have pleased me as much as it did, but the part of my mind that enjoyed doing things for him felt infinitely satisfied by his words.
It was almost too much to bear when he finally freed his cock to show me just how much I aroused him, but I somehow managed to stay standing and resist the growing urge to take care of the stiffness I caused. My small victory didn’t last long however because a few moments later, he beckoned me to kneel between his legs and it made all the strength in my legs vanish. The moment I felt my knees hit the floor, I felt a wave of hot arousal wash over me as I reminded myself that as long as Kim didn’t find out, I could enjoy myself as much as I wanted.
An insignificant part of me still felt wrong and it allowed me to resist the urge to taste him as soon as I kneeled. However, that evaporated as soon as I felt his hand rest on my head, pushing me towards his cock. He wasn’t exerting much force, but the pressure felt impossible to resist. In fact, it gave me the perfect excuse to indulge myself because I wasn’t the one to decide to suck him off.
In my aroused foggy mind, it allowed me to believe that it was all his fault and as such, I couldn’t be blamed.
That thought echoed in my mind louder than anything else as I finally engulfed him and my surroundings almost immediately faded away, leaving me alone in my own cock sucking world. The experience was somehow even better than before as he continually praised how my tongue and lips felt around his cock. I barely had the mental capacity to register his compliments before the pleasure I experienced brought me so close to the edge of release that I couldn’t process them.
My horny brain wouldn’t allow me cum because that would mean I would have to stop pleasuring him and that was obviously impossible for me. So I sucked and licked until the pleasure sent me in an altered state of mind where I felt like I could stay there indefinitely. His soft compliment became soothing words that slipped inside my mind, conveying only a continued confirmation that I was pleasing him without elaborating on details.
When he finally came, the pleasure I experienced exploded as I tasted his salty release. The climax that erupted inside me was so strong that I lost track of myself for a while, but when I came too, I was relaxing on the sofa with Jake’s fingers softly massaging my temples. The aftermath of my release mixed beautifully with his guided mediation and it didn’t take long for my mind to sink into the peaceful fog.
When I woke up the next morning, I still felt extremely bad about the whole situation, but it no longer was because of what I was doing with my roommate’s boyfriend. Instead, I only felt guilty because I was lying to her and that was wrong.
That feeling became very clear for me when I found myself shopping for new lingerie so that I would be able to wear something Jake liked the next time we were alone. I couldn’t say what had changed in my thought process, but I felt like the weight of my guilt seemed to have lessened so much that I actually felt liberated. In fact, I didn’t even try to resist the urge to go join him as I heard Kim leave for the evening. I simply changed into my newest lingerie and went to find Jake.
I actually felt butterflies when he praised my choice of underwear as he made a show of walking around me to inspect every angle he could. His voice kept sending thrills down my spine and before long, I was back in a relaxed haze of pleasure as he casually showed me how hard I made him. The sight of his throbbing shaft made it impossible for my knees to keep me upright. I didn’t even think twice and gave in so I could suck him off to our combined release. Which was of course swiftly followed by a wonderful meditation session.
It took 2 more such evenings before Jake decided to change things up and decided it was time to ‘train me’.
So far, Jake hadn’t really guided me on how I should pleasure him, but that evening, he made a point to test my limits instead of just enjoying my mouth. He was forceful in his attempt to see how much of his cock I could fit in my mouth and I felt incredibly bad when I saw how disappointed he was with my talents. That evening, he had me suck him off 3 separate times as he worked on my gag reflex and rhythms.
And to my surprise, I didn’t come once.
I had spent the whole evening sucking and licking his cock, feeling hopeful that I would eventually experience the same wondrous release I had before, but I never did. I felt so cheated that for a moment, I felt bold enough to complain in the hopes that something else would get me off. It made Jake smile in a way that completely deflated my resentment for some reason. Even so, he started to reassure me in that same relaxing voice, making me feel incredibly foolish for having spoken up.
After all, what we were doing wasn’t exactly right and hoping for a fuck or for him to pleasure me was wrong.
Besides, his calm words soon sank my mind back into deep meditation and washed away all my pent up arousal.
I had very strong mixed feelings about that session because thinking about it with a cool head made me realize how bizarre training my blowjob skills really was. Even if I loved sucking him off, I wasn’t his girlfriend or lover so being trained to be better at it felt off. The feeling stayed with me, but for some reason, I couldn’t identify what it was about the whole situation that bothered me.
In fact, every time I decided to search my feelings on the subject, I found my thoughts drifting to other things.
However, it was enough to make me want to resist again so the next time we were alone, I made a point of avoiding my new lingerie outfits. It seemed to work because Jake didn’t make a move and we enjoyed a nice evening together. That is, until it came time to part ways and I felt compelled to ask him for a meditation session. I couldn’t explain why I asked, but I felt like it was the only thing I could do before I could feel good enough to go to sleep in my room.
Obviously, Jake was more than willing to oblige my request so we settled in and he rubbed my temples until I was lost in peaceful meditation.
The feeling of bliss it brought me was so complete that it took me a long while to notice that I woke up naked with his cock in my mouth. The sensation of relaxation sort of mixed with the pleasure I was experiencing as I tasted as the fog lifted from my mind. I embraced the flow of my bobbing and didn’t really focus on my earlier desire to abstain from sucking. That is, until he caressed my head and complimented me on my technique.
For a split second, I stopped bobbing my head as reality finally came rushing back and I wondered how I got there. However, I was feeling so aroused that I couldn’t bring myself to stop so I resumed sucking his cock. What happened next is still fuzzy because the pleasure was all I could think about, but I know that Jake used that session to train me again. By the time he came, I could take his girth at least part way down my throat without gagging too much.
When I awoke the next morning, I tried my best to push down how aroused it made me to suck him off and focused on how wrong it was. But try as I might, I couldn’t fight off my horniness and ended up sucking on my fingers greedily as I masturbated myself to 3 powerful orgasms, thinking about his cock.
I had never masturbated like that, but I had to admit that it felt incredible. Which might have explained why I didn’t question it and simply felt elated when Jake gave me a rubber dildo as a gift. That evening, Kim was home so I decided to masturbate and tried to replicate the feeling I experienced by using the dildo. I sucked and licked the rubber shaft, picturing that it was Jake’s. Not surprisingly, I came just as hard.
I loved his gift so much that I began to take it out as often as I could get away with. Mostly to masturbate, but more and more, I realized that pleasuring myself while I swallowed the fake cock actually helped me work on my gag reflex. Not that I wanted to train myself per say, but it became so fascinating to see how much I could push down my throat that I ended up doing just that. It even got to the point where I gave myself goals to reach before I allowed myself to cum.
I think it was around that time when Jake started to get a little bolder. Before, he would make his little wardrobe requests when we were alone, but more and more, he began to sneakily ask me to give him my panties or bra when Kim was in another room. I felt insanely embarrassed to accept, but something kept compelling me to comply so I always ended up obeying even though the risk of discovery was high.
He even went so far as to stop me in the hallway as I emerged from the shower, wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around my body. We both knew that Kim was busy in the kitchen and because of that, I couldn’t stop myself from dropping the towel when he instructed me he wanted to see my body.
The arousal and embarrassment I felt was uncanny.
When we had our next evening alone, I weakly warned him that it wasn’t wise to be so bold, but it was hard to be taken seriously because I was standing in the living room wearing nothing but a pair of sexy panties. In fact, I was convinced he ignored my warning because the very next day, he came to find me in my room while Kim was in the shower.
I was focused on an article on my computer, so I didn’t notice him until he placed hands on my shoulders. The shock of his touch momentarily made me wonder why he was in my room, but as his soft voice whispered something soothing in my ear, I forgot about everything else as a wave of lust overtook me. I turned in my chair and smiled when I saw his cock was already out and ready for me.
My lust felt oddly urgent, but I didn’t care why. All I wanted was to suck out the pleasure from his cock as he stood next to my chair. The pace was a lot quicker than usual because he placed both hands on my head and completely controlled the rhythm. I couldn’t care less however because the more I felt his cock go in and out of my mouth, the closer I edged towards release.
It was fast and somewhat furious, but we both came before Kim was done with her shower, which became a huge relief as I watched him walk out my room. His boldness worried me, but as I savored the taste of his seed and basked in the strange post-orgasmic bliss, I couldn’t bring myself to be mad about it because I also couldn’t deny that it felt amazing.
We had about 3 more meditation/training sessions before he tried his bold move again. We were all watching a movie since Kim had the night off, but about halfway through, we both could see Kim drift in and out of sleep, so Jake kissed her and told her it would be better if she went to rest. She agreed and they both got up to go to bed. At first, I thought Jake had followed her to their bedroom to join her, but as I watched him come back a few minutes later, I guessed that he was just being a good boyfriend and tucked her into bed.
He surprised me by choosing to sit right next to me on the sofa, which had the effect of stimulating my arousal a little as I felt his body next to mine. Things only got worse for me when I noticed the bulge in his pants and my mind decided to stop focusing on the movie. I tried hard not to think about his cock, but my thoughts always circle back to the feeling of slipping his length in my mouth.
But I couldn’t very well indulge because Kim was in the apartment and I couldn’t be sure she was asleep.
Jake had other ideas however…
He stretched and placed his arm behind me, cuddling a little closer to me so he could whisper something in my ear. His casual move, as cliché as it was, made me feel hornier than it should. I managed to whisper a protest, but it was obvious that there was no conviction behind my words as his hand gently caressed my shoulder and exposed my clavicle. I was so dazed by my own arousal that I’m not even sure how long that lasted before I found myself helping him free his erection. I stroked his exposed cock a few times before his hand guided my mouth down onto it.
He left his hand resting on my head as I got comfortable next to him. My mind stayed aware enough to know that I needed to be quiet, but not enough to worry about anything else. His hand casually guided my rhythm when he felt like it should change. I was slow and methodical as I did my best to take the opportunity to test the length I could swallow without gagging.
I didn’t even realize that I had sucked him for the rest of the movie until we both came and I realized that we had reached the end credits.
The realization of what we had done while Kim was in the next room came rushing to my mind, burning my cheeks as I started to worry if she had heard us. But that spike of emotion didn’t last as Jake began to rub my temples and relaxed me until the peaceful fog made everything ok.
I remember experiencing 1 especially long meditation session where the fog didn’t allow me to wake up completely as I knelt in the living room. I spent the whole afternoon with my mind firmly anchored in the moment without active thoughts of its own. I felt so at peace as I meditated that I completely ignored everything happening around me until Jake snapped his fingers. Whenever he did, I would become aware of his presence as he sat in front of me. I didn’t feel anything special except a growing compulsion to pleasure him as my eyes focused on his cock.
Each time I did, he would rub my temples and guide me through the blowjob with soft words that didn’t even seem real to my foggy mind.
I didn’t feel like it was worth worrying that Jake had spent yet another session training me to be a better cocksucker, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that it was strange.
A few days later, we had another scheduled evening to be alone that included supper because Kim had to get into work earlier than usual. I expected that we would enjoy a nice meal before we began our little meditation session, but that didn’t happen.
Instead, once the meal was ready and served, Jake came up behind me and slipped his arms around to cup my breasts. I felt instantly aroused, but also a little worried that he would take such liberties before we were done eating. Since he kept whispering praises about how sexy I looked, I didn’t mind too much and didn’t move a muscle while he enjoyed the feel of my tits.
I got so lost in pleasure that I didn’t really notice all that much when he guided me to the table and sat down. I only noticed when he spoke a little louder and snapped his fingers. The sharp sound instantly sent me back to the long training session I had experienced and saw myself kneeling in utter pleasure with his cock in my mouth. The memory was so powerful that I actually felt bad that I wasn’t experiencing it. Luckily, I immediately noticed that Jake had seated himself with his pants off.
A wave of fresh pleasure washed over as I realized I could reconcile the 2. In fact, I was so grateful that I didn’t even think about the fact that the situation implied that Jake expected me to blow him while he ate. I simply didn’t care and made short work of slipping under the table. I moaned around his girth as the pleasure of feeling his cock on my tongue almost sent me over the edge.
As long as I was sucking, I was in my own little world of pleasurable bliss, but obviously, that didn’t last forever and I actually felt disappointed when he didn’t cum and had me stop so he could get up. However, my emotion was short-lived when he told me how pleased he was by my efforts. It made me so happy that I didn’t quite notice his offhanded comment that I would be servicing him a lot more during meals.
In fact, his comment only came back to me 2 days later when Kim happened to work the same shift. Before the meal was ready, he had already instructed me to change into my newest lingerie so he could enjoy how I looked while I cooked. His lustful gaze made me incredibly horny, but I managed to keep myself under control until I served him his plate and he grabbed my wrist. I barely registered what happened next as my arousal instantly skyrocketed. I think he said something, but my mind couldn’t register what it was until he snapped his fingers.
After that, I didn’t care what he said as the compulsion to taste him took over and I slipped under the table. It wasn’t long before I got lost in the erotic pleasure and slowly brought him off before he was done with his meal.
Once we came and I greedily swallowed his cum, he smiled and asked if I enjoyed my ‘entree’. I felt so satisfied that I was hard pressed to say I didn’t.
The session that followed felt even more amazing than usual as Jake added a new element to his usual guidance by rubbing the middle of my forehead. I laid down, completely relaxed on the sofa with my head resting on the arm rest like a pillow while he spoke softly, making me feel like he was rubbing the words into my brain as I slowly sank into the fog.
Another new element occurred when the fog parted and I became aware of his cock in my mouth. I took a few moments to enjoy the surge of joy and pleasure that flooded me before I opened my eyes. I was so aroused that for a moment, I didn’t even question the fact that I was in my roommate’s room, but as I continued to suck, I finally registered that I was kneeling between his legs on the mattress while he leaned against the headboard to watch me. I froze for a moment as a new wave of shame and embarrassment washed over me. Indulging in our cheating while in her room seemed so wrong that I almost got off the bed, but as always, Jake knew just how to calm my worries. He caressed my hair and spoke softly in the same relaxing tone I had become so addicted to.
I felt my worries melt into the background as my desire to pleasure him took over and I seemed to forget where I was.
His words continued to guide me as he informed me that this was another sort of training where I had to try and worship his cock as slowly as I could manage. I was already lost in the delight of feeling his cock on my lips and didn’t think anything of it when he mentioned that it was only proper for a suck slave to be able to worship.
The orgasm I felt when he eventually filled my mouth was different. It was slow to crest and gentle at its peak. It left me warm and satisfied in a way I hadn’t experienced before. Something about it felt profound, as if something changed deep inside my mind. However, I was too sleepy to ponder what it meant so I made my way to my room and fell asleep the moment my head hit the pillow.
A few days later, I woke up to find a note left by Kim, saying that she had to leave early for some errands. I looked at her door and since it was open, I assumed it meant that Jake had left as well. However, the more I looked towards her room, the more I felt compelled to check and see if Jake was there. Before I knew what I was doing, I had silently crept inside to discover that Jake was still asleep.
I turned to leave, but my legs wouldn’t take another step as my skin began to feel hot. My mouth started to water even before I became conscious that I had turned back towards him. I briefly thought that I should really let him sleep, but my body had a mind of its own as I stepped forward and carefully pulled away the sheets. The moment I saw his half erect cock, the compulsion to suck him became impossible to resist. I carefully climbed on the mattress and wasted as little time as possible before I took him in my mouth.
I focused my thoughts on the last time I sucked him and before I knew it, I was slowly worshiping his shaft with all the gentleness my pleasure soaked brain could muster. It didn’t take long for me to get lost in my ministrations as I seemed to soak in erotic pleasure. Nothing else mattered or existed for me until I felt a hand caressing my head. I looked up, cock still in my mouth, and realized Jake had woken up. He looked sleepy, but thoroughly pleased by my unintended surprise so I just winked and continued.
After a long while, he eventually told me to stop before he came, which was disappointing for a moment before I remembered that I had no way to know when Kim would be back. I excused myself and went to get a cold shower to make sure I wouldn’t get distracted and indulge in a way that would get me caught.
Which worked for the most part because once I got out, Jake was busy doing something on his laptop and I was able to occupy my mind with chores and online job hunting. Everything was fine until lunch came around and I busied myself by making us some soup. Jake finally emerged from Kim’s room when I called out that it was ready. I served him a bowl and went back to the stove to get mine.
I didn’t have a chance to pour it though. Jake slipped behind me and placed his hands on my shoulders, making me jump. I sighed as I chastised him for spooking me while I was around a stock pot filled with boiling hot soup. He apologized and whispered softly in my ear that he just couldn’t help himself. I was about to say something else, but he spoke a few words I couldn’t make out as he snapped his fingers.
A wave of intense pleasure washed over me as I vividly remembered how incredible it felt to have his cock in my mouth. I put my bowl away and turned to see that he had taken his place at the table. My mouth watered as my body began to move on its own. Something nagged me at the edges of my mind, but my desire to taste him consumed me too much to care as I slipped under the table.
Sucking him had become so easy and familiar to me that my mind was on autopilot as I took his stiffening shaft in my mouth. Pleasure engulfed me as I focused solely on pleasuring him. Nothing beyond the slow strokes I sucked existed for a while until I heard a door open. Reality came crashing back as I realized that the sound meant that Kim had returned.
My mind raced and I figured that I had a few precious seconds to slip out from under the table before Kim would be far enough inside to see into the kitchen. I quickly sucked up his length, but the moment I turned away from his cock to leave, I felt impossibly anxious about stopping. Before I realized what I was doing, my mouth was back on his cock, which made my eyes roll back as a wave of satisfaction washed over me.
My desire to continue turned out to be a lot stronger than my desire to slip away and avoid being discovered by my roommate with her boyfriend’s cock down my throat.
As I heard her walk towards the kitchen and call out to Jake, I silently thanked her for choosing such a long table cloth when she opted to furnish the kitchen. It didn’t go all the way down to the floor, but I hoped it was long enough to hide me if she didn’t look directly at the table. As my head slowly resumed its stroke along his shaft, I felt my cheeks burn with shame as I realized how much of a slut I was to be unwilling to stop sucking his cock even in the presence of his girlfriend.
It felt even worse when I heard Kim come in and greet her boyfriend with a long kiss while I sucked his cock. I just couldn’t convince myself to stop as the pleasure continued to push me on while my desire not to get discovered ensured I sucked as silently as humanly possible. I heard Kim comment on how good the soup smelled and when Jake said I had made it, she asked where I was.
To which Jake simply replied that I was probably occupied with better things.
I couldn’t help but silently thank Jake for the lie, but I also couldn’t phantom how we would get out of this without Kim finding out. I allowed myself a little bit of hope when I heard her go to her room and tried again to slip away. But just like before, the moment my lips released his cock and I turned away to leave, I almost panicked as I realized I wasn’t finished.
So it turned out that I was still sucking his cock when Kim came back to the kitchen. Which was mortifying enough without hearing her serve herself a bowl of soup before she sat down to eat. I knelt there, making myself as small as possible as I kept bobbing my head slowly along his shaft while I eyed Kim’s legs barely a foot away. The taboo and betrayal of our sinful erotic fun never felt so intense, making my heart race even as the pleasure crept closer to an orgasm I wasn’t sure I wanted to have.
I wasn’t sure if it was because he was casually talking with his girlfriend, but I felt like he was able to control his own pleasure a lot more than I could handle my own. I felt him flex a few times, as he does when he really likes what I was doing with my mouth, but nothing to indicate that he was close to release. Which was a good thing because I was sure I wouldn’t be able to handle myself quietly if he came and unlocked my climax.
The shameful erotic ordeal lasted forever as they talked and laughed about mundane things, but eventually I was relieved to hear that Kim finished her bowl and informed Jake that she had to race off to finish her errands. When I finally heard her leave, Jake pushed the table and lifted the table cloth so he could admire my lips around his cock.
He looked so pleased that I almost came when he praised me for not letting Kim’s presence make me stop. The compliment was odd, yet so satisfying that I completely forgot how embarrassing it was to give a blowjob to my roommate’s boyfriend while she ate lunch with him. At least, it was out of my mind as long as the blowjob lasted and I came from drinking his cum.
The feeling came back to me as I laid down to sleep that night, but as much as I replayed it in my mind, I couldn’t find any other solution other than to do exactly what I did. Which made me realize again how much of a slut I was. I spent my waking moments wondering how a regular girl like me could become so obsessed with oral sex that she actually came from doing it.
Something was definitely wrong with me, but the more I tried to focus my thoughts on it, the sleepier I got and eventually, I just fell asleep.
When I woke up the next morning I felt so refreshed and good about myself that I completely forgot about the whole ordeal. In fact, I surprised myself by going through my growing lingerie to make sure I had the perfect set to wear later that evening. I had laid out all my options on the bed, pondering which would be most to Jake’s liking when my door opened. Since it was too early in the morning to be anyone but Kim or Jake, I didn’t feel embarrassed about the provocative clothes I had laid out. However, the fact that it turned out to be Jake wasn’t what surprised me most about his morning intrusion.
What shocked me was that he was naked as he confidently strolled into my room.
I suddenly became intensely worried that Kim was awake and told him as much. He shrugged his shoulders and confirmed that she was, but had just gone into the shower. The news relieved me, but I still couldn’t believe that he was in my room naked so I asked him why he was there. He smiled and didn’t say a word as he walked up to me. My heart raced, freezing into place as he casually lifted his hand a little above my head. For some reason, the slow rise of his arm compelled me to keep looking at his hand, which made me tilt my head upwards.
He held the pose for a few seconds before he lowered his index finger onto my forehead. Memories of my meditation sessions flooded my mind and made me so relaxed that I didn’t resist when the pressure he applied made me sink to my knees. He kept his finger on my forehead, making my eyes almost flutter as he grasped his cock with his other hand. My head was swimming in peaceful erotic relaxation as he pressed his cock head to my lips.
My mouth seemed to open of its own accord, which earned me soft words of praise that sent my pleasure ablaze. His cock was in my mouth and it became the most important thing in my limited world. I heard him say a few words of praise at my easy acceptance of his cock before he instructed me to suck him quickly.
A very small part of me felt a spike of surprise at his sterner tone, but it barely registered as the pleasure of tasting him overrode everything else. I felt compelled to satisfy his request and since it felt good either way, I complied and used every trick I had learned to bring him off as quickly as possible. My head was almost a blur of suction and feverish licks as my pleasure grew in time with his, culminating in a short yet powerful orgasm that I drank down hungrily.
I was still coming back down to reality as he praised my efficient work and patted my head, so I wasn’t sure I truly heard him when he added something about being a good suck slave. I caught my breath, still kneeling on the floor as I watched my door close behind him and smiled because I knew we had some time alone later that day. Which meant that I would most probably be able to experience another guided meditation and the pleasure of sucking him off.
I wasn’t disappointed either.
I was already wearing my chosen lingerie when Kim finally left for work. I came out and found Jake standing in the living room waiting for me. He pointed to the spot in front of him and I thought he meant for me to come to kneel before him, but he stopped me and instructed me not to move. He walked around me as he began to use his soft words to relax me. Which was good because I was extremely excited to begin and felt even hornier than usual as he touched and caressed my curves.
He cupped and massaged my ass and tits, much like he loved to do when he had me stand like this for him. My pleasure grew steadily with every touch and my mind relaxed with every soft spoken word. Eventually, I felt a soft tap on my forehead, which instantly made my body kneel comfortably on the floor. Even through the fog enveloping my thoughts, I was left to wonder if it meant he wanted to feel my mouth around his girth.
His words didn’t hint towards such desires as he stepped behind me and began to rub my temples. The fog quickly pushed away my remaining thoughts as I listened to his gentle guidance and lost all sense of the reality around me. To me, it felt like the thick fog welcomed deeper than ever as I drifted for an eternity in peace and pleasure.
It even seemed to take longer than usual for the fog to lift from my thoughts, making me a little groggy as I finally registered my surroundings. I was still kneeling on the floor in the living room, but Jake had since moved to sit on the sofa. My whole body felt amazingly relaxed as the final effects of my meditation dissipated from my mind and I felt erotic tingles go down my spine when I noticed that Jake had already freed his cock.
He instructed me to crawl over to him and instantly a spike of pleasure compelled me to comply. Pulse after pulse of pleasure edged me on until I positioned myself between his legs. I was so aroused and eager to suck him that my arms lifted by themselves, intent on caressing his legs as I made my way to his cock. However, my intentions were dashed when he instructed me to remove my bra. As much as I desired to feel him in my mouth, his soft command easily overrode my actions as a strong compulsion pushed me to abide by his words.
As I worked to undo and remove my lacey bra, I couldn’t help but notice how good it was to comply and please the man that offered me such profound relaxation and pleasure. I made a show of dropping the top on the ground before my hands cupped and played with my tits. My efforts were rewarded with a lustful smile that sent erotic delights pooling down between my legs. His cock was rock hard as he watched me, making my mouth water almost uncontrollably in anticipation because I wanted to suck his cock and experience the pleasure it afforded me.
And after a few minutes of his lustful gaze on my tits, I got my wish.
The sound of his snapping fingers seemed to echo infinitely within the confines of my mind as my eyes locked onto his cock. My idle erotic musings scattered as a drive to orally pleasure him compelled me into action. The moment my lips touched his girth, I felt like something profound had clicked deep inside my mind. I had sucked him off so often in the past few weeks that I could pleasure him by instinct alone. I knew every trick that brought him closer to release and every vibe that allowed him to last.
I felt like my mouth was playing the symphony of his pleasure and there was nothing I could imagine that would make me more satisfied or complete.
And the pleasure…
I hadn’t fucked in a long while, but I couldn’t remember anything that gave me so much pleasure or more powerful releases. To put it simply, sucking is cock had become the ultimate sexual experience for me.
At that point in time, I still assumed that my new found appreciation for cock had evolved from my own hidden desires. However, I learned that it wasn’t the case when the door to the apartment opened and Kim stepped inside.
I was so lost in the euphoria of enjoying his cock that I didn’t really notice her arrival and just continued to suck as if nothing special had happened. That changed drastically when Jake’s voice rang out clearly as he welcomed Kim home. To my pleasure soaked brain, his calm unassuming words felt like they were being shouted through a megaphone. The pleasure I was enjoying instantly drained away as I froze with my mouth half way down his cock and my mind began to race.
Every fiber of my body wanted to get up and make a bee line for my room, but the second I actually told myself to move, I felt a wave of anxiety wash over me at the thought of removing my mouth from his cock. Something about being forced to stop my ministrations felt a thousand times worse than my betrayal being discovered.
I heard Kim rustle near the door as she came back from work, but as I looked up at Jake, I noticed that he didn’t seem the least bit concerned about our situation. In fact, he reached out and placed his hand on the top of my head. For a split second, I actually thought that he was about to help me by pulling me off his cock, but then the moment passed and I felt him gently push down. I didn’t even think to resist as my lips traveled further down on his cock. Even if I didn’t understand why he wasn’t running for the hills, I felt compelled to yield to his guidance and resumed my sucking.
As I bobbed my head, feeling ashamed that I hadn’t at least stopped, I couldn’t tell what shocked me more. Was it his casual demeanor? My inability to get up and run to my room? The fact that we took one risk to many and were caught?
Or the fact that I didn’t hear Kim scream insults at me when I heard her finally walk into the living room?
After all, I was topless in a pair of sexy underwear with her boyfriend’s cock shoved deep in my mouth as if she wasn’t in the room. I fully expect her to shout and ask what the fuck we were doing, but the outraged questions never came. The only thing I heard her start to say was a soft ‘what are you…’ type of question before Jake gently interrupted her and told her to relax.
Her sudden silence felt eerie, mainly because I couldn’t see her from my vantage point. It took 2 up and down strokes along his shaft before Kim spoke up once more. I could tell that she was extremely calm as she asked again what we were doing. I licked up his shaft, watching his relaxed smile as I wondered how he would try to explain our situation. As I reached the tip and swallowed it, he simply told her that I was giving him a blowjob, making my eyes bulge out in shock. He didn’t even offer an explanation or a reason to why I was doing it, he just stated the obvious.
I couldn’t believe my ears!
I expected Kim to point out how wrong it was or something similar, but to my utter astonishment, that simple explanation seemed to satisfy her. She even walked behind him on the sofa to give him a kiss as she commented on how talented I looked. My cheeks burned as I pushed myself to stop sucking to look up at them to nervously laugh it off, but just like before, the thought of actually stopping sent a wave of anxiety through my whole body. All I could do was look down at his pelvis to try and hide my embarrassment as Kim watched me work on her boyfriend’s cock.
After she observed me for a few moments, she told us how impressed she was with the length I could swallow before she kissed him again, saying that she needed a shower. Hearing her casually walk away without a fuss shocked and relieved me all at once. Ever since I realized I wanted to keep sucking his cock behind her back, I figured that it was only a matter of time before she found out, but I never seemed to truly think about it too much.
In fact, I realized that I only thought of it long enough to convince myself to keep it secret. In those rare moments, I always figured that it would be catastrophic for our friendship. I never could have imagined that my shy, reserved roommate would act as if it was the most normal thing in the world for her friend to pleasure her boyfriend. I wondered if I truly knew my friend at all, but the more I sucked and forced myself to think about it, the stranger it seemed. The pleasure still washed over me, but my astonishment kept it at bay as I recalled other things about the past few weeks that felt odd.
It was undeniable: something definitely felt wrong about the situation.
However, the more I tried to focus my thoughts on that feeling, the farther it slipped away. It was like I had woken up from a dream feeling like I knew exactly what it was about, but when I tried to remember the details, the memory blurred up more and more as I made up logical connections to piece together the few things I felt were real.
Jake must have noticed my confused state of mind because a few minutes after Kim left, he caressed my head reassuringly a few times before he placed his fingers on my temples. I probably shouldn’t have felt as relieved as I did, but the peace of his soft voice was a true godsend and I welcomed it eagerly. He told me how pleased he was, which had the delightful effect of refocusing my thoughts on the pleasure his cock pumped into me. His tone was just as calm and inviting as always as he comforted my fears about being discovered. He made me notice how calm and accepting Kim had been, pouring over her arrival again and again as my thoughts sank deeper into the pleasure fog invading my mind.
The next thing I knew, Kim had finished her shower and was asking Jake if he wanted to join her in bed, to which he gladly accepted. He instructed me to stop sucking, which momentarily disappointed me because I really wanted to taste his release, but as I watched him get up and follow Kim to their bedroom, my chagrin evaporated into the relaxing fog inhabiting my being. All that was left was a feeling that compelled me to get up and go into my room so I could suck on my dildo and masturbate.
And after a long delicious while, I came and fell into a deep dreamless sleep that lasted until morning.
After that, the worry and puzzlement I felt stayed at the edges of my mind, but I couldn’t manage to grasp those thoughts because every time I tried, another part of me kept pointing out that Kim had basically approved our little sexual sessions. Even if I was overjoyed that she wasn’t mad, I still couldn’t bring myself to understand why she would be so ok with it so I decided to ask her once we were just us girls.
To my utter surprise, she didn’t feel hurt or jealous that I was sucking her boyfriend’s cock behind her back. When I pushed the issue, she asked me if I was in love with him and I immediately assured her that I wasn’t. She told me that since it was purely physical, she didn’t see how a blowjob was supposed to be a big deal. In fact, she even said that it was more like a massage than a romantic activity, which would make being mad about her boyfriend getting a massage rather petty.
Her casual attitude left me completely flabbergasted because it was completely at odds with how I expected her to react. However, our conversation also made me shamefully happy when she encouraged me to continue if I was enjoying myself. That joy didn’t last too long though. As I went about my day and went through my memories, I became determined that something strange was going on because even if she truly was ok with my mouth on her boyfriend’s cock, she should have been at least surprised.
Unless Jake had already told her…
Which seemed plausible, but why not tell me that he had?
My feeling of unease only grew when Jake instructed me to go change into one of my lingerie outfits after we finished eating supper. I didn’t feel like I could refuse and since Kim had already seen me topless, I figured that it wasn’t a big deal so I complied and changed. When I came back out of my room, Kim playfully asked if he had me change because he planned to have me suck him off. My cheeks burned when Jake replied that it wasn’t an improbable outcome. But thankfully, he continued by saying it wasn’t the reason I needed to change. When she pushed further, Jake told her that he had been doing meditation sessions with me and that dressing sexy was what made me feel comfortable.
He wasn’t wrong of course, but his explanation felt so fake that I expected Kim to roll her eyes. Surprisingly enough, she didn’t and took the explanation at face value and wished us a good time meditating. Her nonchalant attitude towards our sexual proclivities continued to bug me right up until Jake began to guide me to relax and placed his fingers on my temples.
His touch instantly relaxed me as the fog rolled in. More and more, I had noticed how easy it was to fall back into that peaceful state of mind, but instead of finding that worrisome, I just thought it was amazing. The fog enveloped me, blacking out my surroundings as I listened to Jake’s words. Flashes of meaning swirled around without my thoughts being able to fully assimilate them. There was only blissful pleasure as I sank endlessly within the haze.
Eventually, the fog lifted enough to allow me to register my surroundings, but not enough to permit me to muse and think. The only thing floating around in the thick fog of my thoughts were desires without understanding. Jake stood behind me, caressing every curve of my body and all I felt was a desire for him to continue.
He massaged my tits through my lacy bra, and the feeling didn’t change as more pleasure moistened my private lips. He softly instructed me to lift my arms and place them behind my head, making me feel a deep desire to comply. He spent a long while switching between caressing my body and giving me instructions about different poses he wanted me to adopt. If I had been able to think, I would have felt like a model being directed to pose for alluring pictures. As it was, all I was able to experience were desires of acceptance and surrender to his instructions.
He continually complimented me on each of my actions and made sure my foggy mind understood how pleased it made him to see me obey.
Eventually, he instructed me to kneel between his legs in front of the sofa and of course, I obeyed without thought or question. I didn’t get excited by thinking it meant I was about to suck his shaft, I only enjoyed the pleasure of the moment as I complied. He didn’t keep me in that peaceful state for long though. The echo of his snapping fingers generated a pleasure that washed over my mind like ripples through water, shifting the very essence of it to allow my mind to hold a dominating desire.
I needed to pleasure him.
Since no other thought or worry existed in my mind, I gave in immediately and began to worship his shaft. In the background of my mind, I could tell that his words continually sank into the fog, but I wasn’t allowed to notice anything except my desire to suck him so I forgot them as soon as I noticed them. I felt Jake rub my forehead, but since it wasn’t meant to guide my ministrations, the sensation mixed with his words and sank into the same depths as his words.
Even if I was fully aware of my surroundings, all I was allowed to acknowledge was my pleasure and unyielding desire. Which meant that, unlike my previous session with Jake, I felt absolutely nothing when I registered that Kim had joined him on the sofa. I didn’t feel embarrassed, ashamed or worried. Kim was present as I sucked on her boyfriend’s cock and it was as meaningful to me as noticing that there was a coffee table next to him.
The only thing that changed for me was that the flow of Jake’s soft words stopped sinking into my mind.
I heard him converse with Kim, but I was so deep within the fog that it made it impossible for me to truly make sense of their conversation. All my mind could do was register a few words and phrases. Kim complained about her upcoming shifts at work and Jake soothed her worries. A slew of small talk led up to Kim commenting on how well trained I was. Jake agreed and told her about all the training sessions he had done with me. He also commented on how satisfying my progress had been and that he believed that I was finally good enough to be his full time Suck Slave. Kim appeared to agree with his assessment as she congratulated him on his hard work.
The conversation should have worried me, but all I could think about was how to pleasure the cock I had in my mouth and how amazing it felt.
They made out for a while, which should have felt odd to me, but it simply didn’t. Eventually, Jake instructed her to go to bed because she looked tired. Kim didn’t protest and excused herself. At which point, he extended his finger and gently pressed it on my forehead. The sensation completely focused my mind as the soft stream of his words resumed slipping down into the fog. The effect of the combined guidance made the experience even better than usual as the pleasure climbed well past what I had felt before. By the time I sucked out his generous release, my mind felt like it had lost all sense of reality and that was before I actually swallowed his load. For some reason, he tasted even better than usual and that, in turn, unleashed an orgasm so potent that I completely lost myself to it.
The next thing I knew, it was morning. I masturbated almost as soon as I was awake as I recalled my satisfying session with Jake. My memories felt so clear that reliving them in my mind had almost the same effect as Jake’s guidance. I could recall every action he instructed me to take, but that was all there was. I didn’t seem to be able to focus my mind enough to discover any sort of meaning. Especially when I relived sucking his cock with my dildo, I could clearly recall everything that Kim and Jake had said, but just like the night before, I couldn’t seem to connect their words to a specific idea.
Almost like I was watching a video dubbed in a language I didn’t know, but was familiar with.
It was so strange to understand each word, but not be able to string them together. The pleasure continued to grow and I tried my best to hold onto that disturbing feeling, however, it completely slipped my mind once I finally came with my dildo crammed down my throat.
Later that day, I went out shopping for groceries with Kim. Since her attitude was so normal around me, I didn’t feel the need to talk about the unorthodox relationship that had developed between me and her man. In fact, it made me so at ease that I almost forgot she knew all about my new infatuation with Jake’s cock. We talked and laughed as we did before Jake came into her life.
Truth be told, it felt incredibly reassuring.
Just when I thought our errands were done, she surprised me by dragging me with her to shop for some spicy lingerie. She hadn’t done so often and at first, it felt pretty normal to watch her try out a few outfits so I could give my opinion. But once she got to the more revealing ones, I tried to tell her that maybe I should give her some privacy, but she wouldn’t have it. To her, since I was also wearing lingerie for her man and enjoying his subsequent arousal, I was the perfect girl to ask. The sudden casual reminder that she knew about us embarrassed me so much that I didn’t argue and helped her pick out a few risky sets.
But in the background of my mind, the strangeness of our situation poked at my sense of right and wrong. Especially when Kim insisted that we pick out a few new lingerie outfits for me so I wouldn’t feel left out. Her enthusiasm and sincerity were so genuine that I kept my rising protests to myself and went along with her request. I tried to hold onto my feeling of uneasiness, but every time Kim commented on how sexy I looked in this or that outfit, all I could think about was how much Jake would be aroused if I stood before him wearing it.
Once we were back home, I thought we would keep our special shopping a secret or even a surprise, but Kim had other ideas and immediately spilled the beans about our erotic shopping spree. Obviously, Jake was intrigued and wasted no time in instructing me to model the three lingerie sets I ended up buying. I couldn’t deny that I felt excited to show them to him, but modeling them in the middle of the afternoon seemed a little odd, especially with his girlfriend in the apartment. However, obeying his request felt more important to me than focusing on the oddness of the situation so I wasted no time in complying.
The little modeling show went better than expected as my embarrassment was quickly replaced with arousal when I saw his approving stare. He praised each set and commented on what he liked most for each in a soft appreciated voice that put me instantly at ease, allowing my arousal to grow. In fact, it grew so much that by the time I modeled the third set and drank up his softly spoken appreciation, I felt compelled to dance for his viewing pleasure.
He obviously approved as he obviously undressed me with his eyes. My hands had a mind of their own as they caressed my body and spread the tingles of pleasure I already felt coursing through my veins. Before long, my hands decided it was a good idea to remove the barrier of my clothes so they could better feel my skin. I danced and did my very best to undo each clasp and pull off each article with a sultriness I didn’t know I possessed.
My mind was drowning in pleasure as I danced naked in the living room for all to enjoy. The thought seemed so foreign, but so deliciously erotic that I ignored it and focused on working through sexy poses to incorporate into my dance. It seemed to have the intended effect because it didn’t take long before I watched him free his erection. The sight sent a fresh wave of pleasure and made my mouth water as I hoped it meant he wanted to feel my lips.
A few moments of agonizing anticipation later, my silent wish was answered as I felt, more than heard, a resounding snap of his fingers.
My mind almost melted with lust as the compulsion to suck his cock completely overwhelmed me. Thankfully, I managed to stay standing long enough to reach him before collapsing on my knees. I was already so aroused by my dance that I actually moaned when I kissed his spongy helm. I forgot about all my worries, including the fact that Kim was busy putting away our purchases while I entertained her boyfriend. All I could think about was the pleasure I experienced when I tasted his shaft.
That is, until I heard Jake talk with Kim and agree that it was a perfect time for her to model her own lingerie…
For some unknown reason, it set off vague warning bells as I continued to indulge my desire to suck. I couldn’t say why, but the thought of sucking off Kim’s boyfriend as he watched her model sexy lingerie felt wrong. Sure, Kim made it clear it was ok to indulge ourselves with oral sex now and again, but this didn’t feel like it was the case.
Somehow… It felt more… Involved…
It was hard to think through the pleasure of fucking my mouth on his cock so the thought didn’t progress much more than that as I listened to his comments about Kim’s lingerie sets. Part of me didn’t want to intrude at all in their relationship, but as I tasted the precum on his tip, any twinge of concern seemed so insignificant compared to pleasuring him that I couldn’t bring myself to stop. So I sucked and licked to my heart’s content until he came gallons while watching Kim dance in her last piece of lingerie.
Which also sent me off into my own intense climax…
I briefly felt embarrassed about feeling so much pleasure in front of my roommate, but as I swallowed and I felt the orgasm crash through me, I simply didn’t care who was watching me. Which was a good thing because as I came back down, Kim had cuddled up to her man and was commenting on how sexy I looked when I came with my lips around her boyfriend’s cock. The compliment embarrassed me, but I was swimming in so much post orgasmic bliss that I let it slide.
The unpleasant feeling manifested again the next day at breakfast. After I had masturbated and trained on my gag reflex, I came out of my room feeling pretty good. Kim was sitting at the table, obviously done with her own breakfast as she scrolled through her phone. Jake had just poured himself a cup of fresh coffee and sat down to eat his own plate. I made my way past him to prepare my own breakfast, but stopped in my tracks when Jake casually instructed me to remove my baggy shirt.
Without thinking, I complied because I knew it felt good to obey Jake’s instructions.
I only realized I was topless when my shirt fell to the floor. My cheeks burned a little as I looked at Kim, but she was too engrossed in her phone to notice. I looked back at Jake and felt a clear spike of arousal as I watched his eyes admire my perky breasts. His stare seemed to root me in place as I felt a strong urge to show him my chest. After a few endless moments where my embarrassment fueled my arousal, he praised me for the delicious view. I shyly thanked him before I started to turn so I could resume my meal prep.
However, Jake had other ideas and instructed me to slip under the table.
I froze mid turn as I processed his request, mainly because I couldn’t make sense of his boldness. Sure I had sucked him off while he ate on 2 separate occasions, but something didn’t feel completely right about his bold assumption. That same nagging part of my brain told me that I had no reason to obey such a patronizing request so early in the morning and for a fleeting moment, I convinced myself that I should politely refuse. But as soon as I did, the compulsion to please him reminded me of how amazing it felt to obey and pleasure him.
Which was in stark contrast to what I was experiencing as I stood there, frozen in indecision. Anxiety mounted higher and higher as I realized that the more I waited, the less I ended up pleasing him. The undesirable feeling ate away at my resistance until I couldn’t take it anymore and sank to the floor.
I felt intense overwhelming relief when Jake praised me for my compliance and made all my anxieties evaporate into nothing. As I got settled in under the table and faced his crotch, I had another moment of oddness as I realized that I was about to obediently suck his cock while he ate his breakfast. I couldn’t say why it felt strange, but I remained convinced it was until I heard a soft snap of his fingers, which compelled me to stop my useless musing and begin.
Thankfully, the moment I freed his half erection and tasted his cock, all my worries melted away as the pleasure bloomed and focused all my efforts on pleasuring him. It was yet another gentle reminder of how much I loved to suck his cock. Which was a wonderful thing because it made me enjoy the act itself as I reveled in the feel of his girth inside my mouth until he offered me what became the first part of my hearty breakfast.
After I came, Jake got up and he praised me for a well done blowjob, which sent shivers of delight down my spine. I took a moment to compose myself before I got out from under the table. I didn’t have time to enjoy my post orgasmic bliss that much before Kim decided to come slap my ass as she also praised me for being such a talented cocksucker. My cheeks burned hotly as I became vividly aware that she knew exactly what I had done with her boyfriend while she lazily scrolled through her phone.
Watching her skip away towards her bedroom reminded me of just how odd it was for her to be so accepting. I mean, feeling like it wasn’t a big deal for her boyfriend to get a blowjob was one thing, but I wondered why she wouldn’t want to suck him herself since his cock was so amazing to suck. If I were in love with Jake, I could easily imagine myself wanting to make him happy and what guy didn’t like to have his cock sucked?
Jake obviously loved it…
Maybe she didn’t like it as much as I did?
But even so, her complete lack of concern still bothered me because on some level, I had a nagging feeling that it mirrored my own. After all, I had grown surprisingly okay with my initial betrayal. However, for some reason I couldn’t explain, my thoughts didn’t seem to gain much traction and easily wandered to other unrelated things as I ate and got dressed.
All day, I felt a growing uneasiness that bordered on excitement as if I was expecting something good to happen. I felt like I was looking for my phone or keys without knowing where I had put them away. By mid afternoon, once I had gotten back from a few errands, the feeling pushed me to go change into something more comfortable, which initially made me choose something sexy, but as I looked at my lingerie, I told myself that it could wait until after supper if Jake had time for a meditation session.
My thoughts only came back to the weirdness of our situation when Jake came back from work and frowned when he saw me. When I asked him what was the problem, he simply walked over to me and lifted his hand to my face. His reaction was strange, but my body felt rooted in place as I watched him extend a finger to press onto my forehead. His touch instantly brought me back to the peaceful meditation he so expertly afforded me. A wave of comfort and peace washed over me as I listened to his soft voice.
His words made me feel so good that I almost whimpered when he removed his finger and walked away. However, the peaceful mist in my mind didn’t last as I became aware of a growing itchy discomfort. As I moved around the apartment the feeling grew, making it impossible for me to ignore how uncomfortable my clothes felt. After the busy day I had, I just couldn’t bear it and went back to my room to change.
My hands immediately went for a piece of lingerie, but like before I put it aside thinking that it could wait. I put on something a little more casual, but before I could leave my room, the feeling of itchy discomfort returned and I was forced to take it off. Even if I had been naked and topless for my roommate before, I couldn’t see myself going back out wearing nothing so I tried another outfit. The result was the same and in my frustration, I decided to go with my first instinct and put on the lingerie I had discarded.
The comfort I felt as I put it on was immeasurable as I felt a tingle of pleasure at the thought that my choice would obviously please Jake.
Which he obviously did because supper was barely off the table before he instructed me to stand in the living room so he could inspect and caress my body before we had another erotic meditation session.
The same feeling of uneasy excitement came back stronger the following day as I felt more and more compelled to wear something revealing as the afternoon progressed. I couldn’t stand it so I changed into another set of lingerie before Jake even came back from work. The smile of approval he gave me when he finally walked in sent thrills down my spine and I understood why I had been feeling so uneasy all day.
It was because I knew that Jake preferred me to wear sexy things for him and I wanted nothing more than to please him and cater to his preferences.
My new sense of understanding gave me so much joy that I was barely aware that he took my hand and made me follow him to the couch. Before I could fully grasp what was happening, I felt his finger lightly rub tiny circles in the middle of my forehead and what little awareness I had was immediately swamped by wave after wave of pleasure. The sensation was different from the foggy bliss I was used to as my mind stilled and I focused on that single sensation.
It was so sudden and strong that I didn’t even register that Jake was softly speaking to me. When he finally stopped and my thoughts were allowed to drift back to me, I noticed that I was already on my knees before him. The position was so familiar to me that I didn’t question it at all as I looked up at him. Strangely enough, he didn’t say anything and simply admired my lingerie clad body as I knelt there. The situation became awkward as he kept silent and looked at me as if he expected something of me. Since my face was level with his crotch, I instinctively thought that he expected me to free his cock. However, the moment my hands lifted to undo his pants, a wave of unease and anxiety made me drop them almost instantly. The feeling abated a little, but it stayed as I began to worry and fret under his expectant gaze.
A large part of me knew, without a doubt, that I needed to do something but I didn’t know what that was. I searched my memories of our past sessions, erotic or otherwise, but nothing specific came to mind. The unease became so intense that I opened my mouth to ask him what he wanted me to do. I wasn’t even done voicing my question when the feeling of unease suddenly disappeared. I closed my mouth reflexively to ponder why, but as soon as I did, the anxiety began to grow.
With a flash of unexpected intuition, I opened my mouth and like magic, my anxiety drained away.
I was so relieved with my discovery that I didn’t even bother to think that the whole situation was extremely odd, I just looked up happily at Jake’s pleased face with my mouth open. His nod of approval was all I needed to see to understand that kneeling before him with my mouth open was exactly what he expected of me.
A stray thought bubbled up through my growing pleasure and made me realize how logical it was to adopt this pose for him. It made so much sense to offer him my mouth when I was so keen to enjoy sucking his cock. In response to my display, Jake smiled and freed his growing shaft from its confines. I didn’t know why, but I felt like I should keep looking up into his eyes as he gently rubbed his cock head around my parted lips. I didn’t make a move to kiss or lick though, somehow, I knew that’s not what he wanted. I just stayed perfectly still as he enjoyed the feel of my soft lips for a long while before he finally inserted his tip inside my mouth.
And again, I didn’t give in to my growing need to suck him and just allowed him to stroke his cock inside my hungry mouth as I made sure to stick out my tongue as much as possible. I was usually the one to work on pleasuring him, but having him slowly use my mouth for his pleasure was completely new. Admittedly, I was rather shocked at how pleasurable it felt.
The sensation of his girth slipping in and out was so delectable that my mind lost all sense of my surroundings as pleasure bloomed with each slow stroke. I didn’t know how or why, but I felt like I was in heaven. The haze of it all was so thick that I only distantly heard Kim get ready for her own shift. I ignored it in favor of the pleasure I felt, but as she came to kiss him goodbye, I heard her ask if he planned to enjoy such a blowjob every time he came back from work. His response of ‘as much as possible’ set off strange unwanted alarm bells in my mind. I didn’t want to feel anything other than the hazy pleasure I felt with his cock in my mouth, but a part of me just didn’t want to let go of what they said.
Did he really expect me to suck him off every time he came home from work?
The question sent my mind cascading through every little strangeness and odd feeling I’ve had since we began to be intimate. My rhythm slowed down, seemingly unable to fully process all the different thoughts trying to bubble up through the pleasure haze. Thankfully, it was enough to make me want to stop so I could confront him.
My inner struggle must have been apparent because once Kim left, he smiled down at me and placed his fingers on my temples.
Part of me didn’t want him to help me relax because my worry felt too important to ignore, but I wanted to be able to enjoy his cock so much that I allowed him to rub my temples anyway. It took only a few soft words before his gentle rubbing pushed away all my worries and thoughts. Somehow, his slow rhythmic rubbing began to make my head sway back and forth, effectively making me bob my head along his length in perfect tempo with his circling fingers.
I sank deeper into bliss, but surprisingly enough, my thoughts weren’t completely overwhelmed. As I sucked, I was able to understand his words as they continually poured into my mind, instructing me on ways I could truly please him.
Everything he told me made perfect sense. Pleasing him meant complying to his every request and instruction, which made me so happy because I knew that I was already on the right track. I wanted desperately to please him because it implied that I would be able to pleasure him and experience the erotic euphoria of sucking him.
The grand bonus of it all was that sucking his cock was also pleasing him.
After he came and I collapsed from my own release, it took me most of the evening to come back down from my high. By that point, we had already eaten supper and he had instructed me to join him topless in Kim’s bedroom. He instructed me to lie on the bed, on my back and with my head hanging off the edge. Of course, the compulsion to obey pushed me to comply immediately, but as I got into position and watched him take out his cock, I couldn’t help but ask him what we were doing.
Something about the way he smiled as he casually told me that he was training me struck the same worried bell as before. The bell rang even louder in my mind when he interrupted my following protest by snapping his fingers. I couldn’t say why, but all my concerns drained away as my eyes focused on his stiffening cock. I was in a delicious haze of hungry desire, so I’m not sure how long he pumped his cock down my throat, but eventually, I was aroused and relaxed enough to finally take his entire length.
Which actually gave me a small orgasm when I felt his balls on my face.
The orgasmic spikes continued as he used my tits for handles and fucked my throat as if he was fucking my pussy. I couldn’t participate in any meaningful way as I laid there and accepted his length, trying to stay focused enough to time my breathing to his strokes. It made me feel so powerless, which surprisingly enough, fueled my pleasure even more.
By the time he came deep within my throat, pleasure completely soaked my whole being and gave my orgasm heights of bliss I had never experienced as my world turned white.
I woke up naked in my own bed still feeling the after effects of my release. Understandably, I took to my now routine morning masturbation with enthusiasm, reliving all the pleasure I had experienced the day before. It quickly reminded me that I was finally able to take his entire cock without gagging. I felt so proud of that accomplishment that I almost didn’t remember all the alarm bells I had felt.
Almost…
I came out of my room, fully intending to confront Jake with my confusing worries, but every step I took seemed to chip away at my determination and sense of purpose. So much so that when I finally joined them in the kitchen, I found myself standing next to Jake without a clue as to what I wanted to say to him. More to the point, as I stood there trying to remember why I was there, I started to feel anxious as he continued to sip his coffee and read something on his phone, completely ignoring my presence.
Something about that seemed rude to me and for a moment, I felt like it was linked to what I walked here to tell him. The feeling didn’t have time to expand too much because he casually instructed me to kneel. Which I obviously did because it was very important to obey.
Wait… Something felt off about that thought…
Again, I wasn’t allowed to dwell on it for too long because he smiled and turned his chair towards me, revealing his half erect cock. My eyes glued themselves to it, wondering when he had freed it from its confines as he instructed me to pleasure him. I was so captivated by his shaft that I complied without hesitation. I was instantly rewarded with intense pleasure and dove into the familiar worship of his cock. He watched me work for a long moment, enjoying the looks of lust I gave him before he instructed me to remove my shirt.
I was so aroused that I did without hesitation, resuming my worship as soon as I dropped the article on the floor next to me.
Everything felt so right…
Until Jake started to pet my head and instructed me that from that moment on, my morning routine would always include my lips around his cock so he could properly start his day. Initially, the idea instantly appealed to me because it meant that I would start my days with what turns out to be the equivalent of morning sex for me.
And really, who didn’t enjoy that?
But then, the nagging feeling I had been experiencing for the last few days flared and hampered my pleasure long enough for me to realize what Jake was actually saying. Did he really expect me to suck him off every morning? Sure, I guess that it was easy to assume that I would do it since I had his cock in my mouth. For the briefest of moments, I had a flash of intense doubt as I felt that his instruction felt demeaning because he only said he wanted to feel my lips.
But then, his cock flexed in my mouth and sent a fresh wave of arousal through my veins. I fought hard to hold onto that feeling, Which was made harder when Jake began to shower me with soft praise. The orgasm that claimed me when he finally orgasmed ended up pushing that feeling away completely as I basked on the floor, tasting the leftover saltiness of his seed.
The feeling didn’t totally erase itself from my mind as it popped up again when I found myself automatically changing into an especially revealing piece of lingerie just before Jake was supposed to be back home. As I looked at myself in the mirror to make sure it was on properly, I paused as I realized what I had done. There was no doubt in my mind that I should always wear sexy things for Jake in our apartment, but that certainty in itself made me think it was odd.
After all… Wouldn’t it be more proper for Kim to do this for him?
I tried very hard to find the source of my unease, but like before, the more I tried, the less my mind focused on it and the farther my thoughts drifted so I eventually gave up. Except for the fact that I was half naked, the first part of the evening was rather tame, but that changed when Jake instructed me to join him in the living room once I was done with the dishes because he had a special training session planned out for me. Comparing the oral sex I loved to give him to training always bugged me, but I didn’t want to disobey his instructions so I didn’t waste any time before I joined him.
He did his usual groping/inspection of my lingerie clad body, which had the delicious effect of sending my arousal skyward and made my mouth water in anticipation. He whispered soft relaxing words in my ears that had me on my knees hungrily undoing his pants before I even realized what I was doing.
All I wanted was to taste him… Pleasure him…
Which I did, but before the pleasure I felt could completely take over my dwindling thoughts, he instructed me that I was to pleasure him as slowly as possible so he could last. I immediately thought that it wasn’t out of the ordinary, but then he petted my head and added that every time I felt his cock twitch, I should slowly suck up his cock and stop sucking until I saw his shaft begin to deflate. Then he instructed me that I was to resume.
A very large bell rang out in my mind and for a split second I felt like I knew exactly what was wrong with his request. But as the thought of tasting his cock for so long sent wave after wave of pleasure along my skin, I found myself ignoring the warning in my mind in favour of experiencing such a long oral fuck.
And long turned out to be an understatement…
The rest of the evening became increasingly fuzzy because my own pleasure overloaded my consciousness without ever reaching a release. Which was odd because even when I felt him twitch and I was compelled to stop and stare at his slick cock, I felt pleasure. Not as much, but enough to keep me intensely horny as I waited patiently for the moment I could suck him again.
The foggy pleasure didn’t completely overtake my thoughts however and on each ‘pause’ I was able to finally register how strange it was for Jake to do this with me. Was he really training me to keep him hard for an entire evening? Why was I even doing all this for him? Was it just because I enjoyed it?
Come to think about it…
How did I even end up tasting his cock in the first place?
I felt like I remembered, but the sight of his cock deflating prompted me forward and feeling his softer length slip down my throat was too distracting for me to properly focus on anything else. My mind swayed between moments of extreme pleasure and satisfaction to idle unease as fractions of thought stubbornly came back to nag at me.
I’m not sure how long it took, but I eventually became aware that Kim was back from her shift. I noticed her cuddle up to Jake as they lounged on the sofa. I briefly wanted to say hello, but since she seemed to be completely ignoring me in favor of whatever was playing on the screen behind me, I decided it was best to simply enjoy myself.
Tasting him for so long created its own special brand of sexual haze as I completely got lost in my task and made me feel like I was in my own erotic little world. So naturally, I didn’t quite notice when Kim complained that Jake wouldn’t have any stamina left to fuck her if he ordered me to suck him so much. I noticed even less when her disappointed complaint turned into a soft voiceless agreement that Jake could enjoy his suck slave however he wished.
The interaction distracted him enough that his cock lost a bit of his rigidity, which didn’t bother me in the slightest because it wasn’t a twitch and therefore I could just continue to suck. However, Jake placed a finger on my forehead and instructed me to stop. I allowed his cock to slip out and leaned back on my heels, disappointed that it felt like I was going to miss out on his delicious release.
I was in such a pleasure-daze from edging all evening that watching him turn away from me to look at Kim didn’t signal me to leave the room. I just smiled dopily and watched them talk.
Eventually, the pleasure slowly embedded and my mind cleared as I watched Jake softly calm down his girlfriend. Which wasn’t something odd in itself, but the more I watched, the more the fog lifted from my mind and I finally had enough mental alertness to register the way Jake was rubbing Kim’s temples.
I hadn’t realized that Kim enjoyed the same guided meditation as I did and at first, I felt happy for her. However, the more I looked and listened, the weirder I felt about what he was saying. Especially when it began to dawn on me that Kim looked more like she was spaced out than she was relaxing.
The strangeness culminated when Jake had her repeat things like ‘I cannot be jealous because I trust Jake completely’ and ‘Owning a suck slave is completely natural’. I watched in growing horror while Jake calmly went through a slew of ideas that suddenly made all my uneasy feelings come together in one big revelation.
He wasn’t just guiding our meditation; he was influencing and manipulating our thoughts through hypnosis!
I felt like a block had been removed from my thoughts as I finally pieced together the way he had slowly corrupted my guided meditation sessions. I was so focused on how good it felt that I never even imagined that hypnosis was involved. And when things got sexual, I was so embarrassed by my actions that I was never able to see how strange the whole thing actually was.
Or to be more precise, I just wasn’t able to think about it…
Suddenly, I understood with frightening clarity why Jake kept insisting that he was training me. It was because he was turning me into a girl that would obediently suck his cock for no other reason than he instructed me to do it. I blanched, feeling sick to my stomach as I finally remembered the name they used…
Suck Slave...
He was using repeated hypnosis sessions to turn me into his blowjob slave!
I didn’t want to believe it, but in my mind, I saw myself helplessly sucking his cock over and over, making it painfully evident that it was real. Which was bad enough, but the true horror of it all hit me harder than anything else…
I was enjoying it…
A lot…
I got up to leave, but Jake’s voice instructed me to freeze and to my utter shock, I barely took a few steps before my body stopped moving. My mind raced as I tried to understand how a few simple words could so easily root me into place. I tried to move again, but every time I mustered the thoughts to place my feet one in front of the other, my will would just get sucked up into nothing. Meanwhile, I heard Jake instruct Kim to ignore everything happening around her as she continued to repeat all the things she said before.
I was so horrified by my realization that I only noticed he had moved when he stepped into my field of vision. His smile sent a cold shiver down my spine, but at the same time, I saw his naked cock from the corner of my eye and the sight of its slick length sent a separate wave of erotic arousal along my skin. Jake finally placed his hands on my shoulders, making my skin crawl for a split second before unwanted pleasure made his touch feel a lot better than I wanted it to because it sent my mind hurtling towards all the times he caressed my curves.
I stood there, completely helpless as he calmly instructed me to focus on his voice while he relaxed and reassured me that everything was alright. Almost instantly, I felt myself agree with him as the fog slowly crept in at the edges of my mind, threatening to envelop the alarming clarity and understanding I had just experienced. I fought with every ounce of will I had to keep a hold on my jarring revelation, but with each tender word Jake snaked into my ears, I could feel it slip more and more as his hands caressed my arms.
I desperately didn’t want to listen as he gently reminded me how good it felt to obey and give into him. His smooth voice summoned memories I didn’t want to acknowledge and with frightening clarity, I realized that he was infinitely right. It DID feel good to obey and give in to his needs and cater to his desires. The proof was already in my attire without even having to mention the rest. I wore sexy lingerie just because he instructed me to.
I obeyed and every time I did, it felt good…
My anxieties and fears were not given a chance to resist against the gentle onslaught of his voice. The part that realized what he had done didn’t want to feel the tingle of arousal I felt as I obeyed and continued to follow his relaxing words. The shock of my sudden inability to move at his command slowly wore off and transformed into an erotic heat that warmed my skin. as I found myself obeying without really thinking about it and followed his guidance as he continued to relax me.
By the time he was done, I had almost forgotten what it was he was doing to me. I felt so utterly sleepy and relaxed that I didn’t even react when he first asked me why I got up to leave. I just stood there and tried my hardest to understand why he had stopped talking with his wonderful voice. After a moment, he spoke again and asked if the reason I got up was because I finally realized that he was using hypnosis on us.
A vague sense of urgency made the fog in my mind swirl as the intense revelation came back to mind. He asked me if that was the reason I got up and it felt like he was right, so I nodded my head.
He nodded at my answer and asked me if I believed the hypnosis was the reason I had become his obedient cocksucking slave. His question was too complicated to fully grasp, but it didn’t feel like he was wrong so I nodded again.
He smiled and relaxed me a little more before he told me that being his obedient Suck Slave couldn’t be such a bad thing if it gave me so much pleasure. My mind was too blissed out to properly remind myself of how wrong it was to have been subjected to his hypnotic influence. All my mind could muster to think about was the intense pleasure I experienced. Since nothing seemed to contradict his statement, I found myself nodding my head in vague agreement.
Jake was very pleased I agreed, which sent warm shivers down my spine. His silky comforting voice seemed to caress the growing fog in my mind as he told me that since we both agreed that our dynamic gave us such profound pleasure, there was no reason to stop. Again, the fog only seemed to summon the multiple times I had sucked his cock and every single time we had both been intensely satisfied. I remembered how good his shaft felt inside my mouth and couldn’t help but agree with his words because the pleasure and satisfaction I experienced was unlike anything I had felt before.
I licked my lips and gently nodded my head in agreement.
Jake’s smile widened, sending me another wave of shivers as he casually reached up to place his fingers under my chin. His touch seemed to extend the tingles as he continued by saying that since there was no reason to stop our dynamic because it felt so good, there was no reason to panic and worry about how it happened. That all that mattered was how I felt in the moment.
His thumb came up to caress my lower lip, which made it so hard to process what he was saying. He was pointing out something about there being no cause to worry about how things came to be because all that mattered was how good it felt in the moment. I couldn’t recall why the past should matter when I felt this good so it was so easy to agree with him.
Jake’s thumb circled around my upper lip, my relaxed mind slowly aligned his logic together and I felt myself surrender to it. There was no denying I loved to suck his cock and deep down, I REALLY didn’t want to stop doing something that brought me so much pleasure. In that sleepy moment, it became so clear to me that all that truly mattered was the present: I enjoyed sucking his cock more than cared about the reason behind it.
My lips parted without conscious thought and I took his thumb in my mouth as I nodded my head. My eyes were half opened, but I could clearly see Jake’s pleased smile as I suckled his digit. A shiver of delight washed over me once more while I listened to him chuckle as he told me that, although he was pleased I agreed, it didn’t really matter that I did because by this point, I was powerless to resist the hypnotic control he painstakingly implanted into my mind.
Having him in my mouth, even if it wasn’t his cock, sent me down deeper into the fog as I tried to focus on his words. He was saying something about being powerless and as I stood there, frozen in place with his thumb in my mouth, that was exactly how I felt. I was powerless to resist his hypnotic influence and something about that felt odd to me, but at the same time, I was surprised to feel something erotic. The feeling between my lips made it hard to focus, but I could clearly feel more pleasure coursing through my frozen body.
Jake admired my sucking for a while before he removed his thumb from my hungry lips. I watched, completely dazed as he lifted his finger and gently pressed it against my forehead. My eyes fluttered as I felt my hazy mind refocus itself entirely on the sensation. The fog made my brain tingle with pleasure as I vaguely heard Jake’s voice echo within the fog. A small part of me wanted to resist the seductive pull, but the effort was wasted as another voice reminded me that there was no reason to resist.
When the fog receded, I was still in a blissful daze as Jake calmly took my hand and walked back towards the sofa. I didn’t resist his guidance at all as he commented on how rude it was to walk away before he had a chance to cum. In my sleepy state, I didn’t even try to remember why I had gotten up in the first place. I immediately knelt between his legs after he sat down. Being so close to his half erection reminded me of my previous instructions to resume my ministrations when he deflated so I didn’t waste any time and leaned forward to engulf him.
The feel of his cock hardening in my mouth sent incredible waves of satisfaction and pleasure throughout my body as I slowly started to recall why I had gotten up in the first place. I felt torn between the angst and powerful thoughts that made me want to ignore it because it wasn’t what mattered. My rhythmed slowed as my pleasure and desire to obey mixed and fought with my growing sense of panic as piece by piece, I remembered that he was using hypnosis to turn me into his personal Suck Slave.
The thought in itself wasn’t enough to make me stop worshiping his cock because all that mattered to me was the pleasure of the moment. I realized, as his length slipped in and out of my mouth, that even if I had the best reason in the world to stop sucking his cock, the simple truth was that I didn’t want to.
With each stroke and kiss of my lips, my pleasure climbed higher and higher until every thought in my head was consumed, leaving only raw arousal. At one point, Jake softly caressed my head and told me how pleased he was to have such an obedient and talented Suck Slave. I’m not sure why, but it felt like part of me tried to deny it. However, as I blissfully continued to work his shaft down my throat, I found that he was right.
How could I be anything else when I was half naked and sucking his cock?
I noticed my surroundings less and less until all that was left was the cock in my mouth and the endless edge of release as the pleasure I felt failed to reach its climax. All I knew was the pleasure and feel of his cock as I found myself unable to do anything other than become positively euphoric as I continued to suck and lick the amazing shaft in my mouth.
When he finally did let loose, it felt like I was trying to swallow from a garden hose and all my hazy brain could do was convert every ounce of his seed into liquid pleasure. Spurt after spurt, I did my best to try and keep up with his endless release as my own made my eyes roll back. My climax shattered any concept of what I thought I could experience as a sexual release. It was so intense that it was almost painful…
The culmination of our combined release was too much for my brain to handle and all I could do was give myself to the white storm flowing through my veins. The last sane thought I had was actually the echo of Jake’s words as I thought, no, I believed that being Jake’s obedient Suck Slave couldn’t possibly be a bad thing if it gave me such earth shattering pleasure.
After that eye opening evening, I felt that something changed. Not only within myself, but in our little home as well. When I woke up the next morning, I still remembered every little ounce of horror and fear I had felt, but I couldn’t muster the will to care even if I knew that Jake had tricked me into trance after trance so he could enjoy my mouth on his cock. There was no emotion linked to the revelation, just the knowledge that it happened and that he would keep doing it. I was able to think on all those facts and know, somewhere deep within myself that it was wrong of him to do that, but at the same time, I also knew that I loved it.
It was very confusing, but since I only had strong feelings towards the latter and I could evoke none from the former, I had no will to fight it.
That part became very clear as Jake and Kim made even less effort to hide the reality of my new station within their relationship. Before, I only heard their off handed remarks on my status as Jake’s Suck Slave while I was lost in either the euphoria of my pleasure or the depths of trance. After that evening, Kim made it very clear that I was Jake’s slave first, and my friend second. She wasn’t shy about inspecting my sexy outfits and even made me change if she thought I wouldn’t be arousing enough for her man. Since it was to please Jake, I quickly found that I couldn’t resist the urge to obey even if it wasn’t him commanding me.
As for Jake, I gained a special kind of clarity once I woke up that morning and made my way to the kitchen. It was like I could see our past interactions through new eyes and fully understood that I had become his Suck Slave well before I realized it. It was so easy to see how he began to enjoy my mouth more and more in ways that were less about me giving into my horniness and more about him commanding me to pleasure him. Even if every time, it felt to me like I had the sudden irresistible urge to suck him, my mind was actually obeying his hypnotic commands.
That first morning, as I joined him in the kitchen and felt an overwhelming compulsion to obey and taste him while he enjoyed his breakfast, I was amazed at how clueless I was to his intentions. As I took him in my mouth, I felt even more helpless as I realized that for weeks, his hypnotic control had been so deep that he was able to make me ignore it. Part of me knew that it was highly unethical, but that knowledge didn’t help anything because I knew without a doubt that whatever he did to me didn’t matter because I loved to suck his cock.
Never mind that I probably didn’t before. All that mattered to me was that now I did and whatever trick he used to make that a reality didn’t matter.
Regardless, my new clarity enabled me to understand that Jake’s actions towards me didn’t change all that much. Just like before, he continued to train my oral skills so he could enjoy me as much as possible. Just like before, he made it so he could feel my lips around his cock at breakfast. Just like before, he came to me and used his words or hypnotic triggers to make me suck him regardless of what I was doing. Nothing really changed except for the attitude behind his control over me.
Since he allowed me to know everything, he felt like he didn’t need to beat around the bush or relax me before he would decide to enjoy me. A good example happened that very day when he outright told me that I was to kneel in front of the sofa, dressed in the bright blue lingerie he loved, ready to suck his cock the moment he came back from work. I’ve actually done the same before my moment of revelation, but back then, he had placed me in a trance and left instructions in my subconscious so I would do it and think it was my idea.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m pretty sure he still does that too even if it’s impossible for me to tell the difference between his implanted ideas and my own desires. I’m the only one between the girls living with him that is actually aware that he is hypnotizing us and as such, he doesn’t have to hide the trances he puts me through so he tends to use it for more than just my subjugation and training. For example, before the revelation, I used to stay still when he inspected my body and I didn’t think about why. Now I know he was placing me in a light trance so I would stay docile for him, which is something he still does, but he also uses other triggers to freeze my body in place.
Leaving my mind clear as he feels me up and builds my arousal to the point he wishes it to be.
The fact of the matter is that there is no more ambiguity as to how Jake views me and our manufactured relationship. I’m his Suck Slave and he doesn’t treat me as anything other than that. He keeps training me to his preferences and uses a heavy mixture of hypnotic triggers and obedience condition sessions to deepen his control. He’s made it clear, on many occasions, that I have no say in the matter because I am helpless to resist him. He’s given me access to a type of pleasure I know I could never dream of experiencing any other way.
Truth be told, it’s become quite addicting…
Would you be able to muster the will to resist, when every time you obeyed, you felt pleasure? When, every time you sink to your knees and taste him, you lose yourself in the erotic euphoria of your own pleasure and release? When, every time he induces a trance to condition your mind, you wake up feeling more at peace than you ever thought possible?
Even if it was morally wrong for your friend’s boyfriend to use hypnosis to transform you into his obedient Suck Slave, could you REALLY be able to turn your back on the most powerful and satisfying orgasms of your life?
Just because it was morally wrong?