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Mind Field
Part Two
As the days progressed so did I with Deborah. Each day I was able to
get her
to do things that she normally would not do. On day three I couldn't
get her
to take her bra off, but got her to remove her skirt and nylons via the
reminder that I had seen her in a bikini. She looked great in her sexy
red
panties and matching bra.
On day 4 I got her to remove everything but her panties. I tried
planting
suggestions of all sorts but she just kept shaking her head. So
instead of
trying to convince her to do that I convinced her that she was very
tired and
was going to take a nap on the couch in my office. While she slept I
let my
hands roam over her sexy young form. She had a fabulous body and I
couldn't
wait for it to be mine. All things in their time. For now I was
content to
feel her fuzzy mound through the plain white cotton panties she wore,
to
squeeze her muscular buttocks and to suckle her nipples.
When she awoke at five, I suggested she get dressed and forget about
ever
having undressed, but she was allowed to remember napping on my couch
while I
worked. My suggestions to her were not wearing off. She had come in
this
morning wearing the outfit I had suggested she wear on day three. Blue
jeans, white tee shirt with a blue cotton blouse over it, sneakers, and
white
cotton underwear.
On the morning of day 5 I performed an MRI on myself as usual. This
time I
sat down and counted the links. There were 617 of them which was just
about
right. Otherwise my brain looked normal. I noted my progress and
decided to
move to stage two of my experiment with Deborah: commands instead of
suggestions.
Deborah arrived at about nine wearing white slacks and a see-through
buttonless white silk blouse. The slacks were also somewhat
see-though. As
I had suggested on the evening of day four, she had chosen to wear dark
colored underwear which showed through the outfit quite clearly.
"Goodmorning Mitch! How are you?"
"Pretty good Debbie, how was your night?"
>> Take off your slacks and blouse. <<
She smiled and dropped her drawers, revealing dark blue satin panties
with
white polka-dots. Then she slipped her blouse over her matching bra
and took
it off. All the while she spoke to me casually as if this was natural
behavior. It was like she was undressing in front of her husband. My
powers
had grown to the point where she was obeying the commands without
thinking
about them.
"It was great, Carl took me out to see The Fugitive. Have you seen
it?"
"Yes. Take off your bra."
"What did you think of it?" she asked as she unhooked her bra, letting
her
firm breasts swing free.
"I thought the opening scene where the wife was murdered was a bit too
violent, but otherwise it was really great. Take off your panties and
come
here, Deborah."
The satiny panties came down, and Deb Chan, in full nude glory stepped
up to
me. And she was glorious! Muscular and beautiful, with slightly
tanned
skin, a chestnut-brown bush, neatly trimmed, an "innie" bellybutton,
small
but firm tits, a delicious looking neck, full lips, big brown oriental
eyes,
and long curly black hair.
"Yeah I had a hard time with that scene too. The federal marshall guy
was
pretty cool though, he--"
"Shh. No more speaking for now. Turn around so I can look at your
ass."
She obediently stopped talking, grinned, and turned around to show me
her
buttocks. I was a bit surprised that she didn't resist at all, I can
only
assume she is proud of her body, and though she had been conviced to
strip,
she still took pleasure in my finding her attractive. Her back was
clear and
beautiful, and her ass was perfect. Small but full and firm, perfectly
sized
to her body. She twitched as I reached out and ran a hand over her bum
gently. It was the first sign of resistance she had shown today. I
had
gotten pretty far though. By Monday, she would do anything I wanted,
and she
would WANT to do it. Nonetheless I decided to see if I could get any
further.
"Turn around, Debbie."
She turned and faced me, looking a little frightened.
"Did that bother you?"
She nodded.
"Do you want me to touch you?"
She shook her head 'no'.
"I won't touch you unless you want me to. Do you feel aroused at
being
naked here at work?"
She thought about it and nodded her head as if to say "A little."
"Do you want to touch yourself?"
She shook her head, still not speaking as I had instructed.
"Because I'm here?"
She nodded.
"I'm not here."
She suddenly looked relieved and glanced around at what appeared to be
an
empty lab to her.
"You can talk whenever you want now. Are you still aroused?"
"Yes." she said, talking to herself.
"A little more aroused because you're alone?"
"Mmm. Yes." she said, gently cupping her right breast and squeezing
the
nipple a little.
"You're VERY aroused and you want to come. Masturbate until you do."
"Ohhh God." she moaned.
She ran to the door of the lab, locked it, and came back to where I
was. The
part of the lab we were in had a stone floor, but she grabbed a fire
blanket
from the first aid kit and lay on it.
She ran her hands up and down her sides, then her right hand slid down
her
tummy and into her bush, and she began pulling on her nipples with the
other
hand.
"Unh. Yes. Mmmm." she sighed quietly, her sexy little hips gyrating
as she
played with her clit and fondled her breasts.
"Mmmm. Oh. Oh. Ooohh." she groaned as she closed her eyes and
slipped a
finger into her pussy and began frigging herself. "Oh God. Yes.
Ummmmm!
MM! Oh! Oh!"
"Do you wish you had a hard cock in you?"
"Oh god! Yessss!"
"Where do you want it?"
"Up my cunt!! UNH." she was now up to three fingers, desperately
trying to
simulate her lover's dick.
"Does Carl fuck you that way?"
"Mmmm. Yes. Oh fuck. UNH."
"Does he wear a condom?"
"Nuh-no. Unh. Oh God! I'm on the puh-pill. Unnnnh."
"Where else does he put his cock into you?"
"Sometimes in my muh-mouth. Mmmm."
"Does he come in your mouth?"
"Yes, oh god, yes yes yes he does. I wish he were here. Ummm.
Unhh."
"Do you let him fuck you up the ass?"
"N-no. Mmmm! I don't do that. Oh God! OH! UNHHH!"
"You will for me," I thought to myself, "but not today."
The chinese woman was sprawled on the blanket, fiercely squeezing her
breasts
and frigging herself with three fingers. Her hips gyrated in a
grinding
motion and juices were spilling forth from her lovely pussy. I
couldn't take
it anymore, I had to have her.
"OOOH! OH YESSS!"
"Open your eyes Deb, I'm here now, but I'm not Mitch, I'm Carl."
She opened her eyes and looked at me. The skin of her upper chest and
neck
had flushed red from the exertion and her eyes locked hungrily on me.
I
couldn't have kept her from having me at that point. I couldn't
believe that
after all these years I was finally going to have sex with Deborah. I
was at
full attention as she sprang up, unzipped my fly and pulled me down on
top of
her.
She was too far gone to wait for me to undress, so she frantically
pulled my
pants and underwear down to my knees and then practically pushed her
pussy
onto my dick. She was extremely tight and velvety inside, yet so well
lubricated that I slid in right up to the hilt. She started bucking
her hips
and I began thrusting in and out of her.
"OH CARL! FUCK ME! MAKE ME COME! OH YES!"
I kissed her and slid my tongue into her mouth, then placed my hands on
her
breasts, her legs on my shoulders, and began fucking her little asian
pussy
for all I was worth. I was so horny there was no way I was going to
last.
"YES! OH CARL! CARL! UNNNH!"
>>Your husband's name is Mitch.<< I commanded as I pumped my dick in
and out
of her.
"MITCH! MITCH! FUCK ME! OH GOD! MITCH I'M COMING! I'M COMING!
AIYEEEEE!"
she was shrieking and coming, her cunt spasming around my engorged
prick. It
was more than I could take.
"Oh Deborah! UNNNNNNNH!"
I came hard up her cunt, spurting huge wads of jism up inside her. She
held
my shoulders and spoke softly to me as I squirted deep within her.
"That's good baby. That's good. Oh God Mitch, I love you."
"I love you too, honey" I said.
I lifted her sweaty little body and held her in my arms. Eventually we
fell
asleep with my penis still in her. Later around lunch when I awoke, I
was
soft and slid out of her.
"Wake up, Deborah. Get dressed and put the fire blanket away, then
unlock
the door. You never got undressed, your husband whose name is Carl was
never
here, but I have been here all day, and you never had any kind of
sexual
experience today. It's just been a normal morning. We shot the shit
talking
about The Fugitive and we didn't get much work accomplished today
because we
had little rinkydink things to do around the office."
I watched as the nude asian woman did all the things I instructed her
to.
God she was beautiful. Soon she was sitting at her desk neatening up
her
files.
"Hey Debbie. I'm not getting anything done, are you?"
"No. I just can't seem to get into it today."
"Me neither. Why don't you take the rest of the day off? I think I'm
going
to."
"Really? Yeah, I guess I will too."
"Join me for lunch?" I asked.
"Why not? I'm buying."
"That's okay its on me."
"You paid last time, I owe you!"
"That's okay, I declare the balance sheet clean today." I said with a
grin.
"Suit yourself. I never turn down a free meal." Deborah responded,
reaching
for her keys.
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