John just had a long flight, all the way from the Netherlands to Canada to visit his old college friend during the holidays. John just got his luggage back, when he saw her.
He looked at the back of a woman standing just a few meters away from him. She had short blond hair with a thin figure, a firm but bottom that was not too big, but not to small either.
In fact it was just the perfect size and from the waist down she had the most amazing legs supported on some high heels. Love was the name of his old Mistress on a hypnotic site called Inraptured.
John had been hopelessly addicted to her for years. Addicted to her appearance, addicted to her voice, he was even obsessed by the words that she typed. Even if she was, he had promised himself to stop with the hypnosis thing. The addiction was becoming too big.
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Lost in his train of thoughts John accidently let his suitcase slip out of his hand. When it hit the ground several people looked, including the lady with the blond hair. John immediately diverted his gaze to his suitcase while picking it up. He had seen a glimpse of hair face though, he had recognized her immediately.
Unless she had a twin sister, he was now standing a few feet away from the Mistress who dominated him on the internet for a long time. He had sent some pictures in the past, so if she had seen his face she would probably recognize him too. John was anxious and scared at the same time, did he want to be recognized by her?
No he had left that part of his life behind him, he should just turn and walk away. He had taken the time hypno pick up his suitcase, making sure nobody paid attention to him anymore. He looked up carefully, just to find himself locking gaze with the one and only Mistress Love. Mistress Love smiled at seeing her long lost submissive. This could really be fun hypno she had love on her schedule anyways. John just watched as she slowly came his way. He wanted to turn away but at the same time he was frozen by anxiousness and possibly by those beautiful green eyes staring into his. John was very surprised by her mistress.
In the past he had masturbated on his knees at her command, but apparently that was a normal thing to her because she greeted him like an old acquaintance. He knew her only as Mistress Love, but what was her real name? Like a real dome she immediately took charge in their little chat, never breaking eye contact. For now? How long was he planning to talk with her? He should wrap it up before he got himself in trouble.
John was love the battle against her hypnotic voice and her penetrating gaze. Mistress Love knew his favorite recording of her, was the one where she pretended to be a hypnotic snake girl and she was now using that knowledge against him.
Mistress Love enjoyed this turn of events, the fact that he was trying to resist made it all the more fun. She gently brushed his hair with her hand and took a peak at the bulge in his trousers. Not into hypnosis anymore eh? You still like to look into my eyes, while I tell you how heavy yours are becoming. It was so true, Johns mind was starting to get a bit foggy as he became utterly fascinated with her eyes.
Going deeper… no need to think, just sink. Brainwashing is good for you, rememberrr? Ready and eager to obey her whim once again. Mistress Love was pleased with her recaptured submissive. While ordering him to carry her luggage along with his own, she walked to the exit of the airport.
John was of course following along helplessly. John awoke in what had to be the living room of Mistress Love. He felt so strangely relaxed, like this was the first time he really had a good sleep since he stopped serving Mistress Love. John noticed he was sitting on a comfortable sofa, Love was directly in front of him in a chair fit for a queen.
She smirked at seeing his dazed expression, as she took a sip of her coffee which had a hint of rum in it. John realized how easily he had fallen for Mistress Love. Where am I anyway?
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Love seemed pleasantly amused by his remark as she folded her legs. Love took her time to watch his expression, which was a mixture of disbelief, arousal and even a tiny bit of fear. John was surprised by this sudden power exchange and not entirely sure what to do next. Did he really want to leave right now? Maybe just stay 5 more minutes and chat a little, but then he would play right into her hand obviously. While deciding on what to do, John noticed the crossed leg of Mistress Love as it slowly started swinging. Is it really that hard of decision?
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Johns eyes followed her fascinating swinging leg. John had successfully resisted her hypnosis this time. Though, if this was a victory why did he felt so disappointed when the swinging stopped?
John decided to stay a while and they chatted about real boring and absolutely non-hypnosis related stuff. The conversation went on and on. John started to crave the hypnosis more and more when finally, while talking about something work related, Love swung her leg one time. It was just a small movement, but enough to make John almost jump of the couch in anticipation. Love smirked, I got you now little fly, she thought. Love had him cornered, he was struggling towards the inevitable conclusion and she enjoyed every second of it.
Love was pleased with her slave as she slowly started the motion of her leg again.
You can just let your eyes go baaack and fooorth, going… deeper… with Mistress Love. John was hopelessly falling under the control of Mistress Love, he was sitting on the tip of the couch following the movement of her legs anxiously. Mistress Love was so right, the motion was so mesmerizingly beautiful. He just had to take a closer look.
Without being consciously aware of it John was now on his knees before Love, never taking his eyes of her beautiful legs. You know you are feeling my words deeper and deeper with each trance… and it is addictive, to be this drawn to a strong, dominant woman. His jaw was now slightly hanging and his eyes where fighting a losing battle to stay open. With the tip of her foot she closed his mouth and lifted his gaze to meet hers. The only thing still holding him up where the lovely pedicured toenails of his beautiful Mistress.
Mistress Love looked at the boy before her, who had so hopelessly fallen into her hypnotic control. I simply took back what is mine, which is your mind. John complied without a wimp, happy to be given a task that would please his Mistress Love.
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