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Click here This is what you've always wanted,
isn't it, Donna? To be utterly lost
in pleasure, lost in my powerful
eyes, helpless and mindless and
aroused...
Donna squeals loudly, and her hips buck upwards in a long,
explosive orgasm that suggests that the good doctor is
definitely on to something, here.
DOCTOR KELLER:
And it just makes you want to obey
more, your mind is so open and it
feels so good that you want to open
yourself to me. You need to open
yourself to me.
As he speaks, Donna's legs spread wider apart, exposing more
of her pussy to his (and our) view. Her hand shifts position
slightly, so that the heel of her hand now grinds against her
clit, but her fingers continue to pump in and out.
DOCTOR KELLER:
More and more open, feeling better
and better. You feel it, you know
it, you want to let me shape and
mold your mind, your thoughts, your
very soul. You want to give
yourself to me, Donna. Completely.
Totally.
DONNA:
yes please please own me please...
Her free hand roams along her body, trailing up and down over
her own curves as she whimpers and moans.
DOCTOR KELLER:
Opening to me more and more. All of
your own desire, Donna. All your
deepest desires are turned to
helping me control you, Donna, and
it feels so very...very...good.
Donna spreads her legs even wider now, practically a
gynecological view of her cunt.
DONNA:
...so open...so good...
Doctor Keller undresses, revealing a body in very good shape
for a man on the outer edge of middle age. His cock is
rock-hard, popping up to stand straight out as soon as he gets
it out from under his boxers. He takes his time--not in a
sexy, strip-tease sort of way, but carefully folding his
clothes and setting them on a nearby chair to make sure they
don't wrinkle. Once he has completely undressed, he turns his
attention to Donna once more.
DOCTOR KELLER:
See how pleased I am with you,
Donna. See how aroused you have
made me.
Donna's eyes lock onto Doctor Keller's cock.
DONNA:
...i please, i obey, obedience is
pleasure, i...i...iiiiii!
She screams in yet another orgasm.
DOCTOR KELLER:
Good girl, Donna. All the
programming locked deep into your
sleepy mind, just where you want it
to be. All your thoughts buried and
blank, swept under in a tide of
perfect obedience and perfect
pleasure.
DONNA:
Perfect pleasure...
He steps away to stand between her thighs. Her eyes follow his
every move, mesmerized by his cock.
DOCTOR KELLER:
So open for me, and the more you
open the better it feels...tell me
what you want, Donna.
DONNA:
I want to obey.
Doctor Keller gets down on his hands and knees, his body just
inches from hers.
DOCTOR KELLER:
What is the most important thing,
Donna?
DONNA:
To give myself to you.
Doctor Keller reaches down between Donna's legs and pulls her
hand away. She whimpers just a little in protest, but does not
attempt to move her hand back.
DOCTOR KELLER:
What is obedience, Donna?
DONNA:
Pleasure.
Doctor Keller guides himself into her.
DOCTOR KELLER:
Good...good girl, Donna. Good girl.
He proceeds to fuck her, long and hard. She looks into his
eyes the entire time.
Eventually, his self-control finally breaks, and he has to
come. He relaxes onto her body, spent.
DOCTOR KELLER:
(conversationally)
I really should feel bad about
this, my dear. After all, it does
reinforce the whole "sinister
hypnotist" stereotype. I'm sure
that once I become your manager,
the gossip papers will call me
"your Svengali" even without
knowing that the facts back them
up.
He caresses her breasts, and she sighs happily. She's still
very obviously hypnotized, and very obviously blissed out.
DOCTOR KELLER:
But as I said...I am a tremendous
fan of yours.
Suddenly, the door opens. A woman in her mid-twenties walks
in, every inch the image of a perfectly organized, precisely
ordered, absolutely serious businesswoman. She's looking at a
BlackBerry as she enters the room, tapping away with her
stylus.
MISS BLAKE:
Donna, have you finished with
Doctor Keller yet? Only we've got--
She stops dead as she looks down at the two of them, and
blushes beet red.
MISS BLAKE:
Oh my god!
(beat, as she stares in
shock)
Oh, my god! Oh, this is simply a
disaster! I can't believe
you'd--Doctor Keller, I expected
better of you! We talked in great
detail about the importance of
propriety in regards to Miss Gunn!
Doctor Keller rolls over. He is already beginning to stiffen
again.
DOCTOR KELLER:
Ah, the charming and accommodating
Miss Blake! So good of you to join
us. And yes, we did talk in
exhausting detail about propriety,
didn't we?
(beat)
Can you remember any of the things
we actually said, Miss Blake?
MISS BLAKE:
(confused):
I...I'm not sure, I remember you
saying something, something
important...
She stares straight ahead, her face going slack.
Doctor Keller snaps his fingers. His cock is now quite hard
again.
DOCTOR KELLER:
Accommodate me, Miss Blake.
Miss Blake's face goes completely blank, and she falls to her
knees.
MISS BLAKE:
Yes, Master.
She crawls towards him, and sucks on his cock as we slowly,
slowly, slowly FADE TO BLACK.
END.
That was such a surprise, i was enthralled the entire time i read your story