You see? I told you that there was no reason to worry. You were so concerned that I wasn’t acting like myself the last few weeks, but now you see that there was nothing nefarious or untoward going on. There was a reasonable explanation for everything.
I mean, yeah, sure, up until a few weeks ago, I thought I only liked girls, but that was before I encountered master. He just has a way of explaining things so that they make sense. Like, at first, I thought I wouldn’t want to be hypnotized by some guy I just met at a party, but once he started to explain just how easy it was and how good it felt, he quickly won me over and had me leaning up against him while he whispered sweet words into my ears.
From there he helped me to learn all about the other joys I had wrongly denied myself all these years. All of that work and effort to make a name and establish myself as someone to be respected and admired prevented me from learning the true happiness that comes with submission. My focus on women meant that I never knew the ecstasy I could find in feeling a cock that was already rock hard get even harder in my mouth right before it shoots the most delicious taste into the back of my throat.
So, I have been acting like myself, it’s just that I only now learned who I am. I am a slave to my master and he can use me any way he wishes.
Your face was so funny when I first tried to explain it to you. You kept on saying dumb things like “you’re a lesbian, why would you choose to be some guy’s slave?” And “hypnosis isn’t supposed to work that way.” And “there is more to life than being someone’s fucktoy.” You kept on trying to convince me to leave with you and get away, but now you have learned that it’s better to stay. I was right all along, and you are starting to realize it for yourself.
You were so scared when you first heard master’s keys in the front door. You kept saying that it was too late, but it was only the middle of the afternoon, so that didn’t make any sense. I was so excited because I knew that he would be able to explain things to you so that you would be able to understand. It’s a good thing he showed up when he did, because you were starting to go a little nuts. You didn’t want any more explanations for some reason. You wanted to stay convinced that your own opinion was right and that what I was doing was wrong somehow. You even tried to hit master as you tried to get away before he could talk to you.
I’m sorry if I was a little rough, but you have to understand that I am going to protect the man I love. I knew if I could just get you bound to a chair, master would be able to calm you down and make everything better. He always knows how to make everything better. Do your wrists still hurt? I know I tied them pretty tight.
You should have seen your face. All red and sweaty from exertion with wide and frightened eyes. You were asking questions and leveling threats while jerking against your bonds so hard I thought you were really going to injure yourself. It’s a good thing that master knew what was happening and had the right medicine to help you. You were terrified when he approached you with the syringe, but I bet now you feel pretty silly being so frightened of the medicine you needed.
You looked so beautiful then. Tied to a chair as the medicine started to take effect. Your movements became softer and more lethargic. Your eyelids started to droop as your breathing slowed. You looked so beautiful, so vulnerable and so helpless that I didn’t even pay attention to what master was telling you.
Whatever he said, I know it worked because here we are. It’s so nice to have someone to talk to while I wait for master to come home and decide how to use us. I’m so happy that now you know that there was never anything to worry about, and I’m glad that we could have the kind of talk that brings us closer together.