The guys and I were sitting around talking one day during the halftime show of the Superbowl and I said, “My girlfriend has the biggest clit in the world.”
There was an awkward silence and various guys glanced at each other with some secret that they were not sharing with me and then one of them finally said, “I hear the more testosterone you have the larger the clit.”
This comment actually caused chuckles around the room and then we went back to watching the football game. Donna, my girlfriend, came back into the room and sat down next to me to watch the game. After a few minutes she reached up, squeezed my nipple and said, “Honey, I want my pussy licked.”
For some reason I have no control when I am around her. She tells me what she wants and it is as if I have to obey. I am not sure how she gained this control over me or when but it frustrates me sometimes.
Donna and I moved in together and when I went to check the mail two boys rode by on bicycles, threw something at me and yelled “faggot” at me. Obviously they have me mistaken with someone else but it was still disturbing to be the object of hate.
Something strange is going on but I cannot figure it out. Except for the sexy lingerie that Donna wears to bed sometimes I mostly found men’s clothes in her closet and drawers. When I asked her about it she said, “I already told you I had a lot of boyfriends before I met you. I just haven’t gotten around to throwing away their clothes yet. Now do not ask me again about my clothes.”
I walked away in a daze knowing I must not question her clothes again.
Donna came into the bedroom this morning and held a necklace in front of my eyes and said, “We need to talk about what you found in my closet the other day.”
The next thing I knew I was waking up naked with the sweet taste of her pussy juice in my mouth. I think she is hypnotizing me. I have no proof but until I read my entry from the 19th I had no memory of finding men’s clothing in her closet. She is up to something but I’m not sure what it is.
Today is our 2 month anniversary of dating each other. I am so happy to have her but I am a little freaked out because it occurred to me that I really cannot remember too much of what I did or who I dated prior to meeting her. I have a very sneaking suspicion that something happened to me when we met but I have no idea what or how. I am going to start trying to figure it out.
Donna woke me up this morning with a blowjob and after I orgasmed she told me not to open the front door for anyone. I agreed and she left for work. She is acting strange lately but I am not sure why.
A man approached me as I was taking out the trash this afternoon and asked me if I was Dale Stephens. I told him I was not but a voice in the back of my head knew that name. I said, “No, my name is Ben.”
He held out a photo of me with a beautiful young woman and said, “Something happened to you son and I think you should come with me.”
I said, “Who are you? Who is that woman and why am in a photo with her?”
The man said, “I am a private investigator hired by your fiancée to track you down and find out what happened to you. I am not sure what happened but I suspect that guy you are living with is behind this.”
I said, “You mean my girlfriend Donna?”
The PI looked confused and said, “No sir. I am talking about Don Simmons, the owner of the home and as far as I know the only other person who lives in that house.”
Just as he said this Donna pulled up in the driveway and jumped out of the car. She ran at the PI and screamed, “You get away from him. He’s mine and I’m not giving him back.”
Donna turned to me and said, “Look into my eyes and obey. Now follow me into the house and make love to me. You can start by kissing my ass and professing your love for me before you lick my pussy.”
I felt my mind glaze over as I replied, “Yes master, anything for you.”
Now I know she is hypnotizing me and controlling me but I guess I do not mind that much. I really do love her and our sex life is great.
Donna’s best friend Susan came over today and was acting really weird. She finally said, “Don is going to hate me for this but everything is not as it appears and I feel terrible being a party to it all this time.”
I said, “What do you mean? Who the hell is Don? Why does everyone keep calling my girlfriend Don?”
Susan said, “Donna is Don. You sat next to him on an airplane flight a few months ago and ended up falling asleep. Your body leaned to one side and you ended up resting your head on his shoulder.”
My first memory of dating Donna is coming home from the airport together. For some reason I never questioned why I had no memory of us being together prior to that first memory. Anytime I tried to think about it my mind went blank. Now I suspected I knew why.
I said, “Why do you keep calling her Don instead of Donna?”
Susan said, “When he found you drifting in and out of sleep with your ear just inches from his mouth he began whispering in your ear. He induced a mild hypnotic trance and in your light trance he convinced you to accompany him back to his car. Once you were at his car he drugged you and put you in a very deep drug induced hypnotic trance. He convinced you that he was a woman named Donna. Every time you think you are licking his pussy you are actually giving him a blow job. Each time you think you are making love he is either giving it to you or you are giving it to him.”
I backed away in horror and said, “No, it isn’t true. I have seen her pussy.”
Susan said, “You mean the pussy with the large clit? That isn’t a clit honey.”
I threw up right there and fell to the floor. She got a wash cloth and wiped my face clean. Then I said, “Why today? Why are you telling me this today?”
She said, “Because a private investigator came by today and it is only a matter of time before the police come by. I am not going to be a party to kidnapping.”
I called the private investigator and snuck out in the middle of the night. The PI picked me up and we started the long drive back to my real home. When I saw my fiancée I knew I was supposed to love her but I felt nothing. She ran to me and threw her arms around me. She kissed me and told me how much she had missed me until I finally said, “I missed you too.”
She looked at me and said, “I know that isn’t true but I also know it isn’t your fault baby. Don’t worry, I am going to take you to a specialist tomorrow and we will get him to undo the brain washing that evil man did to you.”
The specialist hypnotized me and had me recall our meeting on the plane. It felt like I was watching myself in a movie and I kept trying to scream to myself not to listen to his voice and not to follow him to his car but I would not respond. We relived everything. In my memories I discovered that it was not just one time. That bastard hypnotized me and drugged me every day for several weeks straight.
My fiancée met us after our session and the specialist said, “I need to see him tomorrow. Now that I know what was done I need to see him here tomorrow to undo the damage.”
My fiancée said, “Well, I cannot come tomorrow but I guess Dale can come alone. Is that okay?”
The specialist said, “Sure, that would be fine.”
I arrived at the specialist today only to find the nurse’s station empty. I waited for a few minutes and heard strange sounds coming from the doctor’s office. I opened the door to find Don sitting on the table. There was a syringe on the table and ropes hanging loose from the chair. It was obvious the doctor had been tied up, drugged and hypnotized. He was on the floor and on his knees giving Don a blowjob. I became intensely jealous that he was making love to my master but also wanted to kill him for having made have sex with him without knowing it. I started to walk into the office with the intention of smashing him in the face when Don said, “Look into my eyes slave.”
I quickly looked away so that I could avoid his gaze but he had other ways to put me back under. He said, “You do not have to look at me. Just listen to my voice and submit to me slave. My voice soothes you. It makes you feel so peaceful and submissive. Listen to me and obey. Obey me and come over here now slave.”
The words “fuck you” hung on my lips but never made it from my mouth. Instead I felt my feet start to move forward as I said, “Yes master, as you wish.”
I knew that as I walked towards Don that my life was going to change forever. He said, “Doctor, be a good boy and remove your pants so that my boyfriend can make you realize how much you like being someone’s bitch.”
The doctor said, “Yes master.”
Don said, “Look into my eyes doctor and obey. From this day forward you have the need to taste men in your mouth. You cannot go a single day without it. Anytime you desire it and you have a male patient in your chair you will use your skills in hypnosis to take him into new levels of pleasure. You will pleasure him and he will pleasure you. Now as Ben makes love to you I want you to continue blowing me. Once we both cum we will leave you to your newfound love of male patients and we will be on our way.”
I am back at home now with Donna. She controls my every thought. Deep down inside I know Donna is Don but she likes to keep me confused. She says it makes me more submissive. This is my last entry as Donna does not like me keeping secrets from her.