We sat down for cocktails at the table area of the bar and I positioned my seat so I could catch glimpses of the football game. My coworkers were not football fans and gladly gave the seat up to me. I stayed engaged in the conversation but kept looking up at the television. I do not drink alcohol so as they became more intoxicated I found it easier to ignore them and watch the game. Most of my coworkers were female and they liked sports; they just didn’t like football. By halftime I knew my team was out of the running so I turned my chair to signal I was back into the conversation.
Only a few minutes into the halftime show I heard Susan say, “Oh no she did not just wear that outfit right out of the store.”
I turned around and saw a large woman, with absolutely huge measurements, wearing a skin tight dress walk into the restaurant. I had never seen such a large yet confident woman. Kristi said, “I’m sure some sick man somewhere is going to be attracted to that but I have no idea why.”
I couldn’t take my eyes off her. The way she walked in those high heels made her hips swing a good foot in either direction. Her breasts were enormous and her butt was so wide I could hide behind it. I had never been attracted to anything but skinny women so I was shocked at the way I was responding to her. I suddenly saw a hand waving in front of my face. Kristi was saying, “Earth to Jeff; wake up Jeff.”
I looked around the table and everyone was looking at me. Susan said, “I know you do not find that attractive.”
I replied, “Oh hell no, I was shocked that someone that big would have the nerve to wear something like that.”
We sat around talking shit about her and that was fine with me because it gave me a reason to keep looking at her. I knew I could never date a woman like that and ever be seen in public again but I wanted her. I really wanted her.
After a half hour or so of her drinking alone I saw her head into the ladies room. We resumed talking about work and sometime later in the evening my friends started excusing themselves to go home for the evening. I wandered over to the game room that has video games, pool tables, darts, etc. and found my favorite video game. My favorite video game is a car racing game that can accommodate one or two people. I climbed in, dropped my fifty cents into the game and began racing around Brand’s Hatch.
The whole game shook as someone climbed in next to me. I smelled a sweet yet incredibly sexy perfume and decided that as soon as I finished this last lap I was going to take my eyes off the screen and see what had climbed in next to me. Right as I was passing the lead car for the win the woman reached over and jammed my car into low gear. The engine roared and I lost the race.
I turned to the woman and said, “What the hell did you do that for?” Then I saw it was the large woman in the skin tight dress. I said, “Oh, its you.”
She said, “Yes, its me.” She made a purring sound like a cat and ran her finger along the arm I had on the steering wheel. Chills ran down my arm, down my spine and right into my erogenous areas. Then she said, “I guess your friends didn’t like the way I am dressed but you do don’t you Jeff?”
I said, “Yes, how did you know? And how did you know my name?”
She said, “Never mind how I knew. I am feeling very powerful and dominant tonight and wish to take you home and have you serve me. You will come home with me now.”
I said, “Look it is really late, I have to work in the morning and I don’t even know you.”
She said, “Nonsense, I know you want to come home with me and explore my body. Now look into my eyes so we can end this charade. I saw the way you looked at me. You needn’t pretend anymore. Look deeply into my eyes so I can take you home.”
My eyes went to her eyes immediately and as I stared into her soft blue eyes I said, “Why are we doing this?”
She said, “So I can put you under my spell and take you home. Look deeply into my eyes and relax.”
I felt like I was in some movie. Some scantily dressed woman had picked me out of the crowd, had sought me out and was trying to hypnotize me or do some kind of mind control tactic on me. I finally said in a somewhat joking and disbelieving tone, “Are you trying to hypnotize me?”
She purred again and ran her finger around my left nipple and then my right nipple. Then she said, “Oh yes and I’m succeeding. I told you I feel very powerful and very dominant tonight. We were meant to meet up tonight because you came here feeling very powerless and submissive. You feel powerless and submissive and your desire for me is making it so hard to fight my hypnotic words isn’t it? You are finding it quite impossible to look away from my spell binding eyes as I begin to take you into a trance. You know you are going to be hypnotized tonight don’t you?”
I had never felt this way in my entire life but for the first time ever I felt powerless and submissive. I shook my head and said, “Yes.” I knew I was going to be hypnotized.
As I stared helplessly into her eyes my mind returned to the moment she had walked into the bar area of the restaurant. My lust for her flashed through my mind, then the argument I had with myself as I tried to tell myself she did not meet society’s standard of beautiful or sexy, and finally I heard my friends making fun of her. My mind projected to me going places with her or meeting my friends with her and having everyone laugh at me and I let out a gasp and snapped out of the haze she had weaved over my mind.
I climbed out of the car racing game and quickly exited the restaurant. As the door was closing behind me I looked back to make sure I wasn’t being pursued. She was still climbing out of the game and there was no way she was going to get to me before I got to my car. I walked across the valet parking, up the stairs and climbed into my car. I put the keys into the ignition but hesitated before I turned the keys. My mind flashed back to her eyes. They were so soft, so delicate, so inviting and I had never felt so at ease and peaceful as I had when she had held me motionless with her eyes . I recalled the incredible desire I felt when she first walked in. I pulled the key from the ignition and sat in my car wondering if I had made the right decision.
As I sat there in my thoughts I heard a tap on my window. I looked out and it was her. She said, “Open the door Jeff. I know you want me and I know you want to submit to me. Look into my eyes Jeff and open the door.” I sat staring out at her afraid to move. Then she said, “I know you want it. Why do you think you sat here instead of driving off? I am really surprised you even got into your car. I underestimated your resolve or overestimated my ability to read people. Now be a good boy and open the door for your future mistress.”
The entire time she spoke to me through the window I never looked anywhere but into her soft soothing eyes. Once again I felt as if my head was swimming. Almost as if my hand and arm had a mind of their own I reached up and hit the unlock button to my car. She walked around to the passenger side, sat down and closed the door. Then she said, “Where are my manners. You are about to come home with me and I still haven’t introduced myself. My name is Melinda. I guess I owe you a few explanations don’t I?”
I nodded my head yes so she said, “I went to my favorite clothes store for full figured women and bought the dress you see me in now. The sales lady said that most men would not give me a second look but there was sure to be one or two men who would not be able to take their eyes off of me. I have gotten pretty good at hypnosis over the years and can hypnotize anyone when they’re not expecting it but I decided to be bold and tell you what I was going to do before I did it. I wanted to see if your desire for me would allow you to overcome your better judgment and relinquish control to me.”
I interrupted her and said, “It almost did.”
Melinda said, “Oh silly Jeff, you already did. I can see you don’t believe me but you were almost completely hypnotized before something startled you out of the trance. What was it that snapped you out of it?”
I said nothing because I did not want to insult her and tell her I was ashamed of the way she made me feel. She said, “That’s okay Jeff, you’ll tell me anything I want to know in just a few minutes. All I have to do is use the voice I used on you earlier and you will be mine.”
Melinda took my chin and turned my head towards her. For a moment I thought she was turning my head to kiss me but instead she said, “Now I want you to look into my eyes and clear your mind of any thoughts. There are only my eyes and my voice. Your body already feels so relaxed and so heavy that you can no longer keep your hands on the steering wheel.”
I was not really aware that my hands were on the steering wheel but as soon as she said that I felt as if weights were tied to my sleeves and my arms fell from the wheel down to my side. She said, “This time there is no running away because you are so sleepy. You are so sleepy and so powerless to resist my seductive soft hypnotic voice. Your whole body feels weighted now and you could not get out of your seat if you tried. In fact I want you to try. When I count to three you will try and leave the car. You will find that your arms, legs and head are so heavy that the harder you try to leave the car the sleepier you will become. I will then reach out and touch your forehead and when I do, you will stop struggling and fall into a deep hypnotic trance.”
Why was she giving me another chance to escape? This game made no sense until she counted to three and then I realized what she had done. I couldn’t help myself. She had already gained so much control over my mind that even though my better judgment told me not to fight to get out of the car I continued to try and move my body to open the door. The harder I fought the sleepier I grew and the less fight I had in me. I was still fighting when I saw her hand come across the car, touch my forehead and then she said, “Sleep.”
Somewhere from far away I heard a woman’s voice counting and with each number she spoke I became more aware of my body and her voice became louder in my ears. She finally reached the number 10 and I realized she was counting me awake. I opened my eyes and found myself in a strange home. Melinda was seated across from me smiling at me from ear to ear. I went to speak and felt as if ten balls of cotton were stuffed into my mouth. She handed me a glass of water and said, “Here, drink this baby.”
I drank it and said, “How did we get here?”
Melinda said, “I drove your car.” She ran her hand across my crotch and said, “I want you to make love to me but first I want to know how you feel. Are you still ashamed of your feelings for me?”
I thought for a moment and said, “No my queen. What my friends or anyone else thinks is of no consequence to me. All I care about is being with you and pleasing you. I have dreamed of making love to you since the moment I first set eyes on you.”
Melinda said, “You know what Jeff. I have hypnotized lots of men and brought them home with me but I could never make any of them say what you just said. That was why I bought the dress. I sent out the hook, line and sinker and you bit on the bait.”
She held out her hand for me to take her hand and said, “Come with me now. It is time to make love to your queen.”
I took her hand and said, “Yes my queen. I live to serve you and I love to serve you.”
Melinda said, “In case you’re wondering I did hypnotize you to say that. And by the way, you will soon find that you meant every word you just said. Your desire to make love to me is genuine but your desire to be my slave needed a little coaxing. I am sure you will come to enjoy being my slave even if it isn’t always fun and games.”
I had no idea what she meant and really didn’t care because all I wanted to do was make love to her. And we did make love for hours. I had no idea I had that kind of stamina but she seemed to be able to make my body do things it hadn’t done since I was eighteen. We fell asleep on her bed with my head nestled comfortably against her breasts.
When we woke up in the morning she said, “What are your plans for today?”
A list popped into my head and in almost robotic fashion I said, “I will make the bed, bathe myself, bathe my queen, make breakfast, clean the dishes, phone my friends and coworkers and then phone my parents.”
Melinda said, “Very good slave. Now tell me why you will be phoning all those people.”
I said, “Well, I thought it was to tell them we are getting married. Please tell me you didn’t change your mind.”
Melinda said, “Oh no baby, guys like you don’t come along every day. I just wanted to make sure you still love me.”
I slid down her body, began to kiss the inside of her legs and said, “Let me show my queen how much I love her.”
She pushed my head between her legs and said, “I am so glad I found you slave.”