Her Version

“Look, I don’t make the rules,” Alex said, leaning back against the headboard with his playful, cocky grin. “Blowjobs are a submissive act. They just are.”

Mia raised an eyebrow, but didn’t stop crawling slowly up his body, enjoying the way his breath caught as she grazed her lips along his chest. Her eyes sparkled.

“Is that right? Oh.” She kissed upward until their faces were inches apart. “But if I’m making you cum, who’s really in control?”

He laughed, cupping her chin and tilting her head up so he could kiss her deeply. “What a clever girl. I’m afraid that’s just semantics, though, sweetie.”

“Willing to put it to the test?” Mia asked.

He pulled her back in close, whispering into her ear. “Let’s make a bet: you think you can stay in control? I bet I can lull you into a deep, obedient trance while your pretty lips are wrapped around my cock.”

She shivered with pleasure at the confidence in his voice, but then turned her lips up in a mischevious smile. “And when I make you cum, begging and moaning and helpless, what do I win?”

He paused, hoping she didn’t notice the way he twitched at her description. “Ok… If you win, you can keep me under all weekend. I’ll be your devoted slave.”

“Hmm, interesting, interesting. But if you hypnotize me first?” She affected careful consideration, already knowing she’d take that deal in a heartbeat.

“Then you’ll spend the weekend as my mindless fucktoy.” He kissed her slowly, deeply, teasing out a yielding moan. “Agreed?”

“Fuck, baby. You’re so sexy. Of course, agreed.”

They sealed it with another kiss, charged with anticipation, then Mia slipped down his body again, positioning herself between his legs. Alex’s breathing deepened as she took her time taking him out of his boxers, brushing him with her fingertips, then squeezing his cock as she looked up into his eyes. She pantomimed surprise at how hard he already was. He would have laughed if not overcome by the jolt of pleasure.

“You ready to lose, baby?”

Alex chuckled, relaxing into the pillows, voice smooth as silk. “We’ll see who ends up surrendering, sweetheart. Just remember to focus. Listen closely to every word.”

Mia raised an eyebrow playfully, then acted nonchalant as she parted her lips and took his whole length into her mouth, savoring the low groan that escaped him. She was determined to win, feeling confident in her control over his pleasure, her tongue gliding expertly as she set a teasing rhythm.

Alex’s breathing deepened, but his voice soon found its hypnotic cadence. Softly, evenly, he began to weave his words around her mind, gently stroking her hair.

“That’s right, Mia… you know just how to win. Finding a steady rhythm, steady, following it so naturally, effortlessly… each slow, gentle stroke relaxing you more deeply, pulling you further down…”

She shivered at his tone, the familiar soothing quality already softening her focus. But Mia fought back, varying her rhythm, swirling her tongue deliberately, making him gasp with pleasure.

Yet Alex continued, his sexy voice low and steady, guiding her mind deeper despite the waves of sensation she caused him.

“Good girl… sinking deeper, your body knows exactly what to do, your mind can just drift… so easy to let go, to let the rhythm take over… the rhythm of my voice…”

Mia’s eyelids felt heavier, but she resisted, determined to push Alex over the edge first. She intensified her rhythm again, feeling him tense beneath her. Yet somehow, every time she brought him close, his voice became even smoother, even softer, carefully guiding her deeper into trance.

“Each stroke takes you deeper… each movement empties your mind… no thoughts, just sensation… let go, slip away, sink into my voice…”

She wanted to stop, to say something, but she’d just be letting him win if she did. Her mind was slipping away, but her mouth continued its rhythm automatically. The hypnotic words were insidious, comforting, impossible to resist. Her eyelids fluttered heavily, the rhythm of her mouth beginning to match the cadence of his whispers exactly. She tried to block out the words and focus only on his cock, on the feel of it in her mouth, on the thought of the pleasure overtaking him, praying he’d crack, and give in…

Alex, sensing her surrender, gently stroked her hair, voice dropping into an even more hypnotic tone. “That’s right, baby… letting everything go… losing track of where you are… losing yourself in sensation… losing yourself in obedience… losing yourself in me…”

Mia bobbed her head while her mind drifted helplessly, her resistance dissolving. Her brain had become a blank, receptive space, responding only to his voice, each slow stroke of her lips erasing more and more of her thoughts.

“Mind empty, body obedient… my sweet, submissive plaything… nothing left now but pleasure… empty of everything… but obedience…”

Mia’s eyes glazed, blank and dreamy, lips and tongue moving purely by instinct. Alex put his hands firmly on her temples, not making her stop her automatic motion, but prompting her to lock eyes with him. The helpless, mindless, hypnotized docility in her pretty eyes almost made him cum.

“Who controls you, Mia?” he asked softly.

“You…” she murmured around the head of his cock, “You control me…” Her voice was dreamy and distant, she was utterly entranced.

He smiled warmly, feeling triumphant. “Good girl. That’s my good girl. You’re deeply hypnotized now. Deeper than ever before. Deeper every time you obey.”

“Deeper… obey…” she repeated softly, bobbing her head as though nodding in agreement. Her eyes somehow opened even wider as she lost all focus, lost herself in trance.

“Doing so good for me, Mia,” Alex murmured lovingly, gently brushing his fingers over her face. She shut her eyes. “Your mind’s so empty, your body perfectly obedient. Nothing exists but the rhythm, my voice, and the pleasure of submission…”

Mia’s face grew totally placid, all resistance gone, forgotten. Her eyes were too heavy to open. She felt like she was being rocked to sleep, totally under his spell.

He continued, his voice soft yet commanding. “When I cum in your mouth, Mia, it will lock you completely under my control. The moment you taste my pleasure, you’ll know you’re my precious, programmed plaything—mine completely for the entire weekend. Nothing will feel better than surrendering to me fully.”

A soft moan escaped her, muffled by his cock, signaling her deep acceptance.

He smiled down gently at her, caressing her face with tender affection. “Now finish me, sweetie. Lock yourself under my control. Seal your own surrender by pleasing me completely.”

With those final words, Mia obediently intensified her rhythm, taking him deeper, deep into her throat, more eager and determined than when she was trying to win the bet. Her mind empty except for his instructions, she devoted herself utterly to his pleasure.

Alex groaned, his breath hitching, hips and thighs shuddering as he reached the edge. With a long, grateful sigh of release, he surrendered himself completely, his climax pouring into Mia’s welcoming mouth.

Instantly, Mia’s mind locked into place. The taste of his release sealed her hypnotic surrender, confirming that she had pleased him perfectly, just as he commanded. Waves of blissful obedience rippled through her body. She felt completely submissive, owned, and treasured.

Gently, Alex drew her up, cupping her face tenderly, kissing her eyes as she tried to open the heavy lids. “Who do you belong to, Mia?”

She focused on him, her gaze soft and blank, her expression beautifully dreamy, utterly devoted. “I belong to you. I’m your precious plaything.”

He kissed her sweetly, possessively, whispering against her wet lips, “You’re such a good girl. And you’re all mine. All weekend, my precious plaything. All mine.”

She murmured drowsily, lost in the bliss of obedience. “All yours…”

He smiled and pulled her into him, breathing in her scent, kissing her neck, savoring his victory—and eagerly planning how to enjoy every delicious moment of her loss.