“Hands behind your back,” he said, “and locked.” Meg felt her arms moving of their own volition to freeze into place with her wrists just touching. “See? I told you that you didn’t need to be in trance for it to work.”
“Wow,” she whispered in astonishment, her face breaking into a childlike grin. “It’s so much stronger than I thought–I can’t move my arms at all! I mean, I know that it’s just in my head, but…” Meg strained as hard as she could, but her hands didn’t move even a fraction of an inch. “This is so fucking hot,” she whimpered.
“It gets better,” he said with a grin, undoing her shirt and reaching in to fondle her breasts. “Look what I found…not that you wouldn’t have been happy to show me yourself.” He pulled her shirt open, exposing her body to his gaze. “But isn’t it so much better watching? Isn’t it so much hotter when you’re helpless like this?”
“Uh-huh,” Meg gasped, thrusting out her chest to give him easier access to her tits. Her nipples were rock hard, standing out from her breasts as though begging to be touched. She squirmed, aching to caress herself, but the hypnotic conditioning held perfectly.
“You want me to do something about it, I imagine?” He lightly brushed her nipples, making her moan in desire. “You have some ideas about how I should take advantage of your current condition? Because if you do, all you need to do is ask.”
“Please,” she whimpered, her voice high and soft with arousal. “Please touch me, please take me, please make me your f…fucktoy.” She could feel her juices leaking out of her pussy, soaking her panties. She couldn’t wait until he took them off.
“Just one question, pet,” he said as he caressed her breasts. “Do you want to be awake when I fuck you?” He looked into her eyes, fixing her with a stare she couldn’t resist. “Or do you want to go deep for me now?”
Meg sighed helplessly. “Whatever you desire, Master,” she responded. Her eyelids fluttered under hypnotic gaze, knowing he never really intended to give her a choice at all.
Yes to all of this.