I met her on an Internet chat room and could not believe how incredibly beautiful she was. Her hair was shiny, her eyes were soft and alluring, her lips were full and red and her body was trim and fit. The only thing is I had been sitting at the table now for almost an hour and she still hadn’t shown up.
The entire time I had been sitting at the table waiting a large annoying woman sat two booths over laughing. She was not with anyone and when I would look over at her I could swear she was looking at me. Her eyes would stay on me for just a little longer than a casual glance and when her eyes darted away she would start laughing again.
I finally got pissed off and walked over to the woman at the other booth and said, “Am I doing something to amuse you?”
The woman started laughing and said, “Here to meet someone named Amber are you?”
I said yes and she laughed again saying, “Then you are the fourth sap to get stood up in the last four nights. That picture she sent you is a professional model from Europe. I think it is some teenage girl playing pranks but my girlfriend thinks it is a shy woman who keeps chickening out because she doesn’t look anything like the photo.”
I said, “So why didn’t you say something sooner instead of watching me check my watch every five minutes?”
The woman laughed and said, “I wouldn’t have said anything at all if you hadn’t asked. That’s what you get for meeting women over the Internet.”
I looked at this large woman who in my opinion could not meet men anywhere and said, “Is that so? And where do you meet your men?”
She said, “Here. I was actually thinking of taking you home. You would be the cutest guy I have taken home in a long time.”
Now I laughed and said, “I think I have a better chance of Amber walking through that door than you taking me home.”
I expected her to laugh too but she did not. I thought to myself, “She cannot be serious. Surely she must know how big and unattractive she is.”
She said, “Actually you just sealed your fate. I will take you home tonight and have my way with you.”
I said, “The pun is intended but fat chance.”
I turned to walk away and she said, “You are not going anywhere. Your feet are stuck to the floor and the only way to release them is to sit at my table.”
I almost fell as my feet suddenly stuck in place. I turned around and said, “What the hell did you do to my shoes bitch?”
She motioned for me to sit down and said, “Watch your language or I will not be gentle with you tonight.”
I said, “Look lady I keep telling you I am not going home with you.”
She ignored my comment and said, “You should sit soon because you are feeling dizzy and a little disoriented.”
My head began to spin and I suddenly felt like I wasn’t too sure where I was. I quickly sat down at her table realizing she had done something to me. I said, “Please, what did you do to me?”
She quite innocently replied, “Why I didn’t do a thing. You did it to yourself. Let me demonstrate. You can feel a soft rope being wrapped around your arms and legs binding you to the table. It is pulled tight rendering you helpless. You can do nothing but sit and listen to my words.”
I suddenly felt rope on my arms and legs and no matter how hard I tried I could not budge the rope. Then she laughed again and said, “Now look at your arms. Do you see rope? Look at your legs? There is nothing on your arms or legs yet you feel the rope and cannot move. Am I correct?”
I said, “Yes, how did you do that?”
She said, “The power of suggestion my friend. I have tried that same shoe trick on hundreds of men and not one of them has felt bound to the floor until tonight. I merely suggested that your shoes were stuck and you could not move.”
I went to stand up and said, “So now that I know it is all in my mind I guess I’ll be leaving.”
I got about an inch up and felt the tug of rope on my legs causing me to fall back into my seat. I was really confused and not happy to hear her laughing at me again. Then she said, “Oh I’m afraid it is not that easy. Your conscious mind knows it isn’t there but the subconscious believes you are bound to that seat so you’re not going anywhere.”
I said, “I don’t understand. I know there is no rope.”
She pulled out a necklace, held it between her breasts and said, “And you know I am going to try and hypnotize you with my necklace but it does not make it any easier to look away. In fact you find that the mere knowledge that I intend to hypnotize you makes it impossible to look away. Your eyes are glued to my necklace and there is nothing you can do to look away even though you know that it will make it so much easier for me to put you into a trance.”
She began to swing the necklace between her breasts and I could not peel my eyes from the necklace. I said, “Please don’t do this.”
The woman laughed again and said, “I see your cockiness is gone now. The reality is that if you feel the need to ask me not to do this then you must realize that I can and that you are helpless to stop me. Am I right?”
I said, “I guess so. I don’t know what to think.”
The woman said, “Then allow me to tell you what to think after you sleep for me.”
I saw the waitress approaching and as she got closer the woman realized she was coming to our table. I hoped somehow she could rescue me but the woman said, “You will continue to stare at my necklace. Your mouth is unable to speak. I will answer for you and you will grow sleepier and sleepier, sleepier and sleepier.”
The waitress came up and I could not even look up. The woman’s necklace swung and I felt my eyes growing heavy. My limbs felt like lead and I could feel myself becoming incredibly sleepy. The waitress asked me if I would like anything and the woman said, “Yes, he would like an order of fries and a vanilla shake.”
The waitress walked away and the woman said, “And now it is time for you to sleep for Mistress Jessica. I am going to count to five and when I reach the number five you will fall into a deep hypnotic state for your mistress. My voice will be all that you hear and you will be unable to think for yourself. I will tell you what to think and you will obey.”
I tried so hard to resist her words. I could not imagine having this woman as my mistress. As soon as she started counting I knew I had lost. She said, “One, eyes beginning to feel even heavier. Two, body becoming so heavy and so sleepy.”
I was already halfway gone and we were only at two. I could not believe how easily she could influence my thoughts. When she reached five and said, “Sleep for me and obey” my eyes closed and I was hers.
Jessica said, “You are deeply hypnotized and will obey me without question. Is that clear slave?”
I replied, “Yes Mistress Jessica.”
She said, “You are my slave now and are unable to deny any request. Even when I awaken you from this trance you will know that I own you and that you belong to me completely. This knowledge causes you to feel even more submissive and more obedient to me. What are you?”
I replied, “I am your slave. I am submissive and obedient.”
Jessica said, “Very good slave. When the waitress brings your fries and shake you will awaken from your trance. When you finish eating you will ask me to come home with you. I will ask you why I should go home with you and you will do your best to convince me that I should go home with you.”
Almost right on cue the waitress brought my fries and shake and I awoke. I had a full recollection of her hypnotizing me and wondered if it had really worked since I could remember everything. I did not dare say a word because if it hadn’t worked I needed to get away from this woman.
I finished eating and then to my utter dismay I said, “Would you go home with me Mistress Jessica?”
I knew, without any doubt, that she had definitely put me under and that the commands she had given me had definitely worked. I knew what was coming next before she even said anything. Then she said, “Why should I go home with you?”
My mind raced as I quickly realized I had to impress my mistress if I were to take her home. I said, “I make a lot of money and can wine and dine you. I am a gentleman and I am incredibly good in bed.”
She stopped me by holding up her hand and said, “Wait just a minute. Did you just say you are incredibly good in bed?”
I said yes and she said, “How do you know?”
I said, “I’ve been told several times. When my last girlfriend broke up with me she said she would miss the incredible sex but she just couldn’t see herself married to me.”
Jessica said, “I do not care about money but a man who is good in bed is reason to take you home.”
She laughed and then said, “Do you know why I’m laughing?”
I shook my head no. She said, “Because just half an hour ago you told me that there was a better chance of Amber walking through that door than me taking you home and now you’re going home with me.”
As we walked out together I asked, “So did you set me up by pretending to be Amber?”
Jessica laughed and said, “Actually no. Someone has been playing a practical joke on unsuspecting men but when I saw how cute you were I decided to put your misfortune to good use. Lead the way to your home slave. I am so looking forward to you being good in bed for me.”
We got home and Jessica undressed. I was not attracted to heavy women and suddenly wondered why I had tried so hard to convince her to come home with me. I felt torn between my intense desire to submit to her and my repulsion at her weight. Then she fixed all that by saying, “From this moment forward you love the way I am built. You are so eager to please me so you may begin.”
As if she reached into my mind and flipped a switch I went from repulsion to intense desire. I rocked her world every way I knew how and had her screaming in delight. When I was done she said, “Where did you learn to please a woman like that?”
I said, “Believe it or not I read a lot. I know I look like a dumb jock but I read all the time.”
Jessica said, “Then today is my lucky day. I was going to use and abuse you tonight and move on but I think I just changed my mind. You will accompany me to my apartment to gather my belongings. I am moving in with you.”
I wanted to protest. I wanted to tell her all I wanted was a one night stand like she had wanted. Instead all I could say was, “Yes Mistress, as you wish.”
She took me by my chin and said, “What did you just say?”
Suddenly frightened by her forcefulness I replied, “I said yes mistress, as you wish. Is that all right?”
Jessica kissed me hard and said, “It is perfect. It will be your mantra for the rest of your life. Now lick my pussy one more time before we go.”
I fell to my knees and as I buried my face between her legs I said, “Yes mistress, as you wish.”