“Do you come with the apartment?” he laughed as he looked around the place.
His wife smiled a little uncomfortably at him hitting on their realtor but I laughed it off. I had heard the joke before, every guy who hit on me at work thought they were clever when they said it and they ALL said it.
As he went off to look at the balcony his wife came over with an apologetic look on her face. “Sorry about that, I’m doing my best to train him to be a reasonable adult,” she said.
I smiled, “Trust me I’ve dealt with worse. So does this place suit your needs? You specified two bedrooms and this has a lovely guest room.”
Ignoring my attempt to move the topic of conversation back to the property the wife sighed, “That sounds exhausting always having to deal with inappropriate men. It must be nice to talk with a woman, when you can be more relaxed and not always stressed and focused.”
“It is nicer yes,” I agree.
“I can imagine how tired you are of being hit on and harassed and how much more relaxing it is talking to me. With me you can be so much more calm and relaxed now,” she said.
I nodded. It was nicer dealing with women and not having to worry about fending off men’s harassment. I leaned back against the kitchen counter slightly, feeling a nice calmness talking with her.
“Yeah,” I agreed.
“So much more calm now even as dealing with my husband makes you more tired and more weary. In fact just thinking about him makes you so exhausted. So tired but it’s okay, it’s just us girls so you can relax now. Relax for me,” she said.
My eyes blinked as they were suddenly heavy. She was right just thinking about her husband made me tired. She smiled at my sympathetically and took my hand, guiding me to the couch. We sat down together and I realized how good it felt to take a load off. To rest my feet. To relax with her.
She was still talking but I knew it wasn’t important to pay attention right now. I just had to relax with her and my subconscious mind would accept what she said. I smiled at that, not quite knowing what it meant but feeling good about it. Then my eyes closed and I must have fallen asleep.
I woke up with a start annoyed that I had dozed off on a showing. The husband grinned at me, “So you spoke with my wife. I’m training her to be a Good Girl. She’s picked up hypnosis really quickly and women especially love relaxing for her.”
I noticed beside me the wife with her eyes closed, slumped into the couch.
“What’s going on?” I asked.
He snapped his fingers, “Undress except for your panties. Obey.”
Without a thought I stood and began to undress. Obeying my Master as my Mistress slept next to me.
Leering at me as I undressed he asked again, “So do you come with the apartment?”
I smiled, “I do Master. I come anywhere you want.”