Through the intensely howling winds I yelled to my partner, “You check out the cabin down there and I’ll check the one on the hill.”
He yelled back, “Okay, I’ll see you at the rally point.”
Trees cracked and fell under the weight of the snow and the powerful winds. I could see a flashlight in the cabin and the light was moving so I knew someone needed rescue. I pushed my way through the blinding storm and got to the door. It was locked so I knocked as hard as I could. A moment later a woman opened the door and said, “Can I help you?”
I said, “Ma’am, I am here to rescue you. Can you put something warmer on so I can assist you to the evacuation area?”
She pulled me inside by my wrist and said, “Are you crazy? This is my week away from civilization. Why would I leave?”
Just then a tree cracked and fell a few feet from the back of the cabin. It startled the both of us and then I heard a whining sound I had not noticed before stop its whining. The woman said, “Damn, there goes my generator. You mean this isn’t normal for these parts?”
I said, “No ma’am. This is the worst storm I have seen in years.”
I looked outside and the tracks I had just left were gone. The storm had gone to white out conditions and I knew we were in trouble. I yelled to her, “Do you have a basement?”
She said, “I think so. It isn’t my cabin. My boss let me use it for the week. Let’s go look together.”
The woman had a blanket wrapped around her and dropped the blanket so she could go with me. I said, “Grab the blanket we might need it.”
We made our way to where I thought the door to the basement would be if they had one and found a door. I opened it and found a stairway leading to the basement. I said, “We will be safer down here if a tree comes into the cabin. Let’s get down there.”
We closed the door to the house and it suddenly was ten times quieter. We went down the steps and I said, “Make yourself comfortable. We’ll be here until morning.”
She said, “This is a heck of a way to get a woman to spend the night with you.” We both laughed and then she said, “I guess I should say this is a heck of a way to get you to spend the night with me. You must have a lot of girlfriends.”
I said, “Yeah, I guess you can say that.”
I noticed my breath for the first time and said, “Is it getting colder in here?”
She said, “Yes, that generator was being used for the heater. We’re going to get really cold.”
I pulled out my emergency space blanket and said, “We need to get under all the blankets and share body heat.”
The woman had to weigh three hundred pounds. I really did not want to share a blanket with her but I knew our survival depended on it. She sat down on the mattress in the corner, wrapped the blankets around her shoulder and patted the space in front of her. I said, “What are you doing?”
She said, “Sit in front of me and then lean back. It will allow us to share heat and get some sleep.”
I sat in front of her, leaned back and then she wrapped the blankets around the two of us. Then she said, “So shouldn’t I know my hero’s name if we are going to spend the night together?”
I introduced myself and said, “My name is Dave, Dave Richards.”
She said, “My name is Rochelle Wallace.”
I felt her heat and said, “Wow, you’re a warm person.”
Rochelle said, “Warm and soft. I guess you have never been with a large woman before. Can’t say I blame you.”
I said, “I can’t say that I have but it’s mostly because young thin women are the women who always ask me out.”
She said, “Well then you are in for a treat because I will keep you much warmer and much more comfortable than any skinny woman could. Just lean back into my nice warm body and relax. Don’t be shy. Just lean back and relax.”
I had been trying to hold some of my weight off of her to avoid getting too cozy with a stranger but I allowed my muscles to relax and leaned my full weight into her. This would have crushed a thin woman but it did not even phase her. I felt her large breasts push into my back and felt slightly aroused.
Rochelle said, “That’s better. I am so warm and soft that you can already feel how sleepy you are becoming. My soft warm body is like a soft mattress with an electric blanket on a cold winter night. So warm, so soft and so soothing; just relax and let your eyes grow heavier and heavier, heavier and heavier.”
I felt my eyes start to close as her softness and warmth seemed to wrap itself around me. Then she said, “As your eyes grow heavier and your breathing grows slower you feel so safe and so comfortable with me. My voice is so soothing and so compelling as it takes you into the wonderful world of sleep. Just let your heavy eyes close and sleep for me. Your eyes are so heavy and you can no longer hold them open. Just let them close and sleep for me but as you sleep I want you to continue to listen to my voice.”
My eyes closed and my head fell to one side resting comfortably on her breast and shoulder. She stroked my hair and said, “It feels so good to sleep for me and it will feel better to let go completely and let me think for you. You haven’t a care or worry in the world as you let yourself go and allow me to think for you. I want you to imagine a snowflake drifting to the ground. As it drifts down and down you find it harder and harder to think. The snowflake is your mind and as it continues to fall you continue to fall deeper and deeper. When the snowflake hits the ground you will be deeply asleep and unable to think for yourself. You will need me to think for you.”
I watched the snowflake fall and as it fell I found it harder and harder to think. I still did not suspect foul play as Rochelle was so warm and caring that I trusted her completely. The snowflake hit the ground and I felt my body slump forward. Rochelle said, “Very good Dave. Now I want you to notice the snowflake on the ground. It is beginning to melt and as it melts whatever ability you had left to think for yourself will melt away with the flake. Then you will be mine.”
I watched the flake melt away and then peacefully slept waiting for her to think for me. Rochelle said, “You are deeply hypnotized Dave and will obey my every whim. What will you do Dave?”
I thought I was sound asleep and was surprised to hear my voice respond, “I will obey your every whim.”
Rochelle said, “When I awaken you from your hypnotic trance you will feel all cozy and warm in my soft feminine bosom. This feeling will cause you to become both sexually aroused and to begin to fall in love with me. There is something so incredibly inviting about my softness and femininity that you will wonder how you ever dated thin women prior to meeting me. I will make a pass at you and eventually try to seduce you. Not only will you be unable to resist my advances but will feel more and more desire and love for me as I win out each time. Do you understand everything as I have explained it Dave?”
I sleepily replied, “Yes Rochelle, I understand everything.”
Rochelle said, “And what will you do?”
I said, “I will obey your every whim. I will fall in love with you and be unable to resist you.”
Rochelle said, “Very good Dave. Now I am going to count to five and snap my fingers. You will not remember being put into a hypnotic trance until you make love to me. You will awaken to the sound of my snapping fingers.”
Rochelle snapped her fingers and I woke to her warm soft body. I said, “Oh my gosh I fell asleep on you. I’m sorry.”
Rochelle said, “That’s okay Dave. My soft warm body is kind of like a sedative when a person is tired and kind of like an aphrodisiac when they are not tired. You’re not tired anymore are you Dave.”
She did not ask me if I was tired. It was more of a statement informing me that I was no longer tired. I felt my loins stir as I realized for the first time that I was very attracted to her and the way she made me feel. I replied, “No I am not tired at all and yes, it is very much an aphrodisiac.”
Rochelle said, “Why Dave Richards, are you flirting with me?”
I felt blood flow to my face from embarrassment and blood flow elsewhere from sexual excitement. I was really confused because she was definitely not the type of woman I usually date but there was no denying what I was feeling. I said, “Yes, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t take advantage of a woman in a vulnerable position.”
Rochelle brought her hands around and began to massage my shoulders. Her lips went to my neck and she began to kiss my neck and ears. Then she whispered in my ear, “It is you who is vulnerable and it is you who will be taken advantage of tonight.” She then allowed her hands to slip off of my shoulders and down to my nipples.
I tried to lean forward because the pleasure was so intense and because I was so confused. She pulled me back and said, “Kiss me. I know you want to.”
I turned my body and she held me like I was in a cradle. My head was below hers and it became more of her kissing me than the other way around. Her lips were so full and soft, just like the rest of her that I melted into the kiss. Our lips parted and she said, “Did you enjoy our first kiss?”
I said, “It was the best kiss I have ever had.”
I went to kiss her again and she said, “Uh-uh. I decide when, where and how we touch each other.”
I was unaccustomed to women telling me what to do but something told me that I must obey her every whim so I replied, “Yes Rochelle.”
She kissed me again and the kiss turned into a long make out session. The blankets fell away but our passions ran so high that we did not notice the cold. After a long time of teenage style kissing and necking Rochelle said, “Make love to me Dave. Make love to me and be mine forever.”
Rochelle removed her clothing and when I went to remove mine she said, “No honey, I will undress my little man.”
I stood and waited for her to undress me. It seemed like everything we did only served to make me more open to her wants and needs and I realized I was falling in love with her. She finished undressing me and said, “Oh there is no way that large penis is going inside me without lubrication. You are going to have to go down on me first.”
I eagerly fell to my knees and began to kiss her inner thighs. I gently kissed her pussy with no tongue and then went back to her thighs again. When I could finally smell pussy juice and knew I was getting to her I scooted up her body and went to work on her nipples switching back and forth between mouth and finger stimulation. She finally said, “Enough foreplay. Finish me off!” Then she shoved my head between her legs.
When I finished she said, “Make love to me now. When you are finished tell me what you feel.”
I somehow knew as I climbed up on top of her that the act of making love to her would be the nail in the coffin so to speak. It would be the death of my days as a single playboy and the beginning of my life as an obedient husband. I climbed up and made love to her. I collapsed on top of her and she reached up and stroked my hair. Then she said, “Tell me what you feel sweetheart.”
I said, “I love you more than anyone or anything. I never knew I could feel this way about anyone. When the rescuers get to our cabin tomorrow morning I am going to inform them we do not need to get rescued. You rescued me from a life of womanizing and loneliness and I will be forever grateful. I will do anything for you.”
Rochelle said, “I am glad you feel that way about me. Do you remember what happened last night?”
Memories of the evening flooded into my mind and I suddenly recalled that she had used her body and her voice to put me into a trance. I immediately became aroused again and felt even more love for her. Somehow the knowledge that she was able to render me completely under her control with her softness and voice made me tingly all over. I threw my arms around her and said, “Yes, I remember everything. I am the luckiest man in the world.”
Rochelle kissed me again and said, “No, I’m the luckiest woman in the world. I didn’t even know the snowstorm could kill me and then a handsome young rescuer knocked at my door. Now he will be my submissive husband forever.”
She pushed me back into her bosom and said, “Now let’s get some rest so we can greet the rescuers when they arrive.”
I put my head into her warm soft body and said, “Yes Rochelle” as I drifted off to sleep.
Rochelle and I were married just a few weeks after I “rescued” her. The wedding made all the local newspapers because people just love a good romantic story. If only they knew how I had come to realize what a special woman she is.