A Simple Massage
This is actually the log of a RP I did with someone else. It's very much like a story though, but you can tell where style changed between paragraphs. I spent a lot of time on it so I may as well post it. There was some more after the end, but it was never completed.
Contains lots of hypnosis stuff and smex.
Jareth was sitting behind the counter of the Magic Touch Massage Parlor, idly thumbing through one of the magazines. "It's almost like it goes against some kind of union agreement to have magazines worth reading in these waiting rooms..." He muttered, looking up at the currently empty waiting room. This was a new job for Jareth, which wasn't a surprise. The large tiger had a good deal of experience and training in many categories. The thing that set this one apart however, was the fact that he'd had no formal training in massage therapy. He had an idea how it worked, and had been accused of giving good shoulder and back rubs, but he'd never gone to school for it.
Rather, he'd come here looking for a job, possibly as a janitor or general maintenance. He got a job as a 'massage therapist' because he was tall, strong, and handsome in a rugged way. In short, he was eye candy for the patrons that just came in because they wanted a man's touch. But, a job was a job, and money was money, and so here he stood, idly thumbing through a 'Better Homes and Gardens'. He idly debated going back to finish his P.h.D in psychology. At least then he could start his own business as a psychologist, or even branch out into psychiatry. Whatever meant he could stop substituting at schools, or fixing broken air-conditioners, or one of about thirty other jobs he'd taken and just managed to tolerate.
He could hear some giggling from one of the back rooms. That was the real reason he was watching the desk now. His supervisor, noticing the lack of both appointments for the afternoon, and people in the waiting room, had decided to have a few 'friends' stop in for some 'complimentary' service. He idly wondered if this building had a firehose, you know, in case of emergencies. A fire extinguisher just lacked the punch to make a point. Deciding against looking, he sighed and looked at the magazines, trying to decide between People and Time. "Gonna' be a long day..."
Fortunate enough to be part of this complimentary group of friends, Scarlet is already thinking of having one of the handsome, hunky men here massage her. My, those big, soft paws rubbing into her back would feel so nice. Not only would it relieve any stress there, but she'd get to spend some alone time with these guys. Certainly they'd find her, a pink, gem of a vixen, to be worth their while. She's never received a professional massage and just having this ability seems to be a huge privilege.
After some time discussing various things about the spa with the supervisor, Scar is given permission to receive some treatment. She's shown to the room with the new tiger employee, supposedly not too expensive of a treatment since this is for free. Curiously, her head peers in at first to make sure that the massager is there. When she spots the nice tiger, she puts on her best smile and sways in, wearing a small skirt that flutters as she walks. Her long tail, stretching over her head, flicks a bit to give a kind of cute appearance.
"Hello!" She greets him. "Can I get one of your massages?" She's unsure of what specifically to ask for, but hopes he'll understand easily. No matter what, she'll be happy to take advantage of this opportunity.
He blinked slightly, turning his head at the woman who had walked into the room. 'Holy shit! When they said complimentary service, they were serious and not subtly hinting at a gangbang. Well, not yet apparently... I'm still not convinced it won't change later.' Shaking himself from his thoughts, he gave her a polite smile, an expression he had to pick up while working as a substitute teacher. Before then he just scowled all the time, and his grins looked maniacal bordering on psychotic. It would explain his single status, and general lack of practice with dating.
"Ah, yes, Miss... I'm sorry, I don't believe I have your name." He said approaching her, extending a strong paw for her to shake. Unlike some of the other male employees, body-builders who spent time at the gym to bulk up and weren't as strong as they looked, Jareth was as strong as he looked. His grip was firm, and the muscles could be seen shifting in ripples beneath his fur as he moved. The tight white t-shirt he wore did nothing to hide this fact.
After she introduced herself, he gave a nod. "Well, my name's Jareth, I'll be you masseuse for the afternoon." He felt weird calling himself that. "I'm going to step out for a moment to let you get ready. Towels are on the rack on that wall, right next to the cubby for your clothing." He flinched inwardly at that last sentence. Sure, the customers were supposed to strip and lay face down on the table, covering their lower body with a towel. But the phrase still felt like he was making a thinly veiled invite to sex.
'It's because I haven't been laid in a while. It doesn't help that she's a total fox.'. Quickly derailing that train of thought, he stepped past her and out of the room so she could prepare. "Just push the red button near the bed when you're ready." He said before closing the door.
He had known it wouldn't take long, so he made it a point not to go too far from the room. Meanwhile, he was trying to keep his thoughts in check. Even if he was just here as eye-candy, he still wanted to take this job seriously, and act in a professional manner regardless of how deliciously fuckable the woman he was supposed to be massaging looked.
When he got the signal, he walked the short way back down the hall, opening the door and returning to the room. Seeing her wearing only a towel, and one that wasn't doing much to hide her assets, forced him to take a deep breath and think of things that god put on this planet to discourage erections; cold showers, the city carnival, the house of senate. Yeah, that last one did it. His professional, friendly smile crossed his face as he moved towards her.
"Alright Scarlet, if you could just lie face down for me, we can get started with your massage." He said simply. And once she complied, his strong paws would find their way to her back. Though he had no formal training, his paws seemed to know exactly where the knots and tension points were, and just how to release them. He had started talking to her as he worked, mainly as a way to distract himself from the fact he had an incredibly sexy woman, naked but for a towel, lying on a table in front of him with his paws all over her.
"So, I'm guessing you're here just for some help relaxing. That's why most people come here, to escape from the stress of their lives and relax. And I'd imagine it'd be really easy to just let yourself relax here, as all the knots are worked out of your muscles, allowing you to just let the stresses of life go. See how easy it is to just relax here while I do my work." He hadn't meant to, but while he had been talking, he had inadvertently started a hypnotic induction.
Scarlet smiles at him when he comes in, looking innocent and completely natural, like being in just this towel is no big deal to her. Of course, why would she mind showing off to such a delicious feline? Not that it takes much to show off to get attention for her.
Once told to do so, she lays down on her stomach on the table, her busty breasts smushed into the soft fabric like pillows. They're certainly as useful as cushions. Her tail swishes a bit behind her as she feels so exposed to this tiger, so open to his doings. It doesn't even take long for him to massage her back for her to succumb to his mighty paws.
"Ah, yes.... it's of course for relaxing..." She agrees with him. His paws do a fine job of working into her tender back. It's not too knotted, as she's generally carefree, but he certainly relives tension that her upper body might cause her. Her nerves feel so very light and smooth, as if replaced with new ones.
Added to his physical motions on her, his words click into her ears and her mind. Yes.... it's relaxing, no stress... her brain is convinced of this and she falls into a weak, but euphoric state, purring out from her neck to show how she enjoys this. "Hmm, thank you..." Nothing but pleasant thoughts reach her mind, no embarrassment for her nudity.
He continues to massage her back, his strong paws gliding along her back lightly, his touch gentle, as he seems to have worked out most of the tension. Still trying to distract himself, he continues speaking, unaware (at least for now) that she is in a light trance. So far, it's this ignorance that has kept him from actively deepening the trance. Because let's face it, any man with a sexy female under his control would abuse the hell out of that situation, and he was no different.
"So, tell me about yourself." He said, trying to get her a bit more involved the conversation, as he was worried she may have drifted off to sleep. His tone of voice didn't change, still low, smooth, and by all means, hypnotic. His goal wasn't to wake her up after all, just make sure she was still with him.
Just because he wasn't intentionally trying to hypnotize her at first though, didn't mean the thought wasn't crossing his mind. As he looked at her relaxed form, and the idea was tickling at the edge of his mind. After all, if it worked, he could fuck her now, leaving her unaware of what had happened, as well as leave her subconsciously coming back for more. But he needed to be careful. She may not be a good subject for all he knew.
Scarlet does have her eyes closed, but she is not asleep as she has to remain concision to listen to the tiger. Of course, she's also unaware of being put in a trance, as she feels perfectly normal, just very relaxed. There's no harm in being here with such a sweet guy anyway.
His request for information clicks into her mind and she quickly begins to give him anything he might want to know. "I'm Scarlet Carnation. I'm 19 and a student in college. I like to read, write, hang out outside, be carefree, travel, have s-" She stops herself as she nearly admits to enjoying sex so blatantly. "Oh, I mean, having fun!" She blushes, not sure what came over her to nearly say that, but her state of relaxation makes the embarrassment short.
Unbeknown to him, her easy mind won't be a problem for him to get such manipulation. With her sexy body, she's a good catch in any way.
He had noticed her tone of voice as she spoke, and the way she just kind of volunteered all the information she did, though she stopped herself at one point. He was curious what she was planning to say initially, but it was also about then that he put the pieces together. That's when he knew she was in a light trance.
"I see." He started, his voice still holding that hypnotic tone, his paws still massaging her body. "Well, you just relax. Just let me tend to you. You just let yourself go. Your stress and worries. Everything. Just relax. It's okay. It feels so nice to be so relaxed. Just let yourself go. Just focus on my voice, and let go of all those stressful things like worries, or inhibitions. Just let my words guide you into that nice deep relaxed state. It's okay. Just let yourself go. Just listen and relax. It feels so nice to listen. Feel how it helps relax you even more? Good, that's it. Let yourself sink deeper. It may get harder to think. That's okay, it just means your relaxing so well. Just let it go, and listen to my voice, let it guide you."
He continued like this for another five minutes or so, to ensure a significantly deep trance. He also knew he needed to test her reactions and susceptibility, and he was trying to figure out how to do that. Finally he spoke again.
"Are you nice and relaxed Scarlet? No worries, no inhibitions, no stress at all?"
His words are like an addiction to her. Her ears concentrate only on his voice, not hearing any other noises such as the rubbing of his paws. Relaxed... no stress... feels good... her mind goes through these words over and over, making sure she's following them. Sure enough, her eyes narrow a bit and she loses a lot of her ability to think. It doesn't matter though... he said it doesn't matter, as long as she's relaxed...
Her tongue pokes from her mouth a bit as all her muscles go soft. She's like puddy to him now, easy to manipulate without much to worry about. "Yes... relaxed. I feel so relaxed..." She replies, acknowledging her deep state. Her mind is mostly blank and she feels like she's in a dream, keeping herself sunk in it deeply. She's a calm, steady vixen now.
He had watched her reactions as he massaged her and spoke, saw how she sunk deeper and deeper under his control. He needed to test it somehow. After a moment, a thought occurred to him.
"You're doing very good Scarlet. You're so very relaxed, and it feels so good. It also feels good when I approve of your progress, doesn't it? Just relax. Your mind is so relaxed now, so open. It feels so good. Just relax, and let me take care of things. Doesn't that sound good?" He stepped away from her slightly. "Scarlet, I want you open your eyes and stand up. You will still be in that nice, deeply relaxed state. In fact, doing as I say will only relax you more, and make you feel so good. Once you stand up, you will spread your legs, and put your arms over your head. You will be unable to move except to blink, and your gaze will only see me. The knowledge that you are nude and presented before me will begin to make you highly aroused. The arousal will not make you any less relaxed, but it may make it harder to think than it already is. That's okay. In fact, you'll find that it's a lot more pleasurable to just obey the commands I give you. Now, why don't you present yourself to me Scarlet, just like I told you to."
Scarlet listens to his command, hearing every word, every syllable and preparing to obey it. She's already very relaxed and as his command is spoken, she already feels it sink into her, throughout her body. She has to do this; it's the right thing to do...
"Yes... it'll be so nice..." The vixen slides off of the table and gets to her feet. The towel easily slips off and her luscious, sexy body is revealed to the hunky tiger. Her breasts are big, having to be pressing beyond DDs, and her hips are wide with clear, pretty lips between her legs. As told, her arms move above her head to keep them away from her body and her legs spread to let him see her sweet flower, already glistening in arousal. She can feel her sex drive turning on and her heat rising, horniness adding to her relaxed state.
She doesn't say anything, just stares over at Jareth with her green eyes. They seem a bit lustful now and she licks her lips, trying to keep herself steady. Oh, the nice guy is looking at her naked body... it's so sexy, so good....
He watched as she presented herself to him, smiling as he let his gaze roam her nude body. She was positively mouth-watering. He moved towards her, and then walked a complete circle around her. His cock was now straining painfully against his pants as it had reached full erection. He moved to once again stand behind her, this time, leaning down, speaking directly into her ear, his breath warm on her skin.
"That's a good girl. See how good it feels to obey? It feels so good, doesn't it. Now, you will find your body frozen in place, unable to move or speak, until I tell you otherwise..." His paws moved around her, resting on her tummy. "In the meantime, you'll be able to feel my paws caress your body. As they do, you'll feel sexual pleasure wash over you like you've never experienced. Just enjoy the experience as your body becomes so sensitive..." He began to slowly glide his paws across her stomach, along her sides, down her thighs, before sliding them up to cup and fondle her ample tits, squeezing them, and lightly pinching the nipples. "If the pleasure becomes too much, you can orgasm. But your body will remain frozen, unable to move, completely under my power. That excites you even more doesn't it? Being completely under my power? Submit to me Scarlet, let yourself sink into the blissful orgasms I offer, let your remaining thoughts flow from your head like the juice from your pussy.." As he spoke he reached down to rub slow circles on the vixen's clit. "You don't have the energy to resist, you don't want to resist. You want to submit, to surrender yourself to me completely..."
He continued to speak words like this into her ear as he teased and toyed with her frozen body, which not only served as a constant reminded of his control over her, but it kept her from making noise during the orgasms he planned to bring her to weaken and subdue her will. In fact aside from breathing, blinking, and leaking pussy juice, there wasn't much she could do.
Finally he brought his paws to rest on her stomach again. "Relax Scarlet, and sink into blissful, obedient, surrender." His arms were there to catch her should she slump or start to fall.
Scarlet became as still as a statue, like some sort of soft toy to be used how ever he feels like it. Her lips seal shut and he only can hear mixed breathes, some short and quick as the tiger begins to fondle and rub at her. Every touch he gives her, each movement of his fingers feels so amazing and her pussy drips in anxiety. Her body is very hot, but she keeps herself restrained as commanded. No thoughts cross her mind at all, simply lots of pleasure.
Her breasts are hefty, but very soft and easy for him to rub. Her pink nipples perk up and become hard from the teasing. Before he even gets to her pussy, she can feel an orgasm rising, probably the first of many. Her clit is also rock hard and she winces some when he rubs at her, fighting away any bucks from her hips. She can't resist, she doesn't want to...
As told, she remains obedient to him and just gives up, giving her body to him. Her thighs tense up some, though she tries to hold back her climax until he gets a little bit farther in. All the while she's still, only slumping a little back into him as her legs feel weak from all this pleasure.
He smiles and kisses the side of her neck, giving it a soft nibble. "That's a good girl. You've done very well. Now, lay back down on the table as you were." He helps guide her back to the table, still speaking softly. "You're so very relaxed, even more so after that fantastic orgasm. And it felt so amazing. See how amazing it can feel to be obedient? You like feeling that pleasure, right? So you must like being obedient. But only to me Scarlet. In fact, no one else can get you anywhere near orgasm. Even when you play with yourself, the only way you can find release is by imagining yourself obeying me." His paws had returned to her back as he spoke, returning to the massage, which was little more than sensual caresses at this point.
"Now, I know you like this nice, relaxed state. So, I'll let you return here instantly any time I say the phrase 'sleepy massage'. Every time it will get easier, and you will sink deeper." He tried to think of his next words carefully. He knew her conscious mind wouldn't be anywhere near as compliant as he now totally enslaved sub-conscious mind. "Now, I want to help you feel the pleasure of obedience at all times. When you wake up, any time you do as I instruct you to do, you will feel a rush of pleasure and positive emotions. It'll feel so good to do as you're told. When you don't, you will feel hollow, sad, and hopeless, and will subconsciously know the only way to correct it is to do as I instruct you to do. The more you obey, the better you will feel, the more you will want to obey." His paws continued to caress her back. "I am also the only one who can make you orgasm. This is a truly mind-blowing experience for you, and you will find yourself rapidly addicted to the amazing pleasure. Your body is always sensitive to my touch, and you will always achieve an orgasm when I do, even if you just came, and even if you're not directly involved. It will be as powerful whether I cum in your pussy after a long fuck, down your throat after you suck me off, on your tits, or even if you just watch me jerk off from across the room." All the stipulations to cause her pleasure were in place to weaken her conscious resolve. After all, if she liked it, she wouldn't fight it. "When I snap my fingers, you will wake up. You will remember getting a massage, and being so relaxed you fell asleep. While you slept, you had a very vivid erotic dream involving me. You will not remember anything that happened while you were so nice and relaxed, but you will still obey. When you wake up, you will be incredibly aroused. Your arousal will override your inhibitions, and you will act on it until your next orgasm. Also, you will begin coming here daily for a massage, so that I can continue to train you..." He finished speaking, waited to make sure she understood, and snapped his fingers.
Her neck arches some to let him kiss at it better, though she remains still otherwise. Once told to do so, she slides back to the table and lazily flops onto her back, her body exposed clearly to him. His words sink in as soon as they're spoken. No one else makes me orgasm.... only him... I need him to be happy, to get pleasure... I must do what he says....
Even in this trance, her mind is changing and her patterns of life being altered. Her pussy feels like it's marked only for Jereth now and the pleasure she feels just from him touching her, looking at him and everything is the best she's ever felt. She listens to his orders, remaining still and quiet. Yes, she'll come here everyday.... she'll always obey him...
His fingers snap. Her eyes blink wide open and life returns to them. Wow, that was some dream... she had fallen asleep, she guesses. Man, that Jereth guy, he was taking her like a little puppy in it... god, it was so hot. She shivers, feeling very wet now, but yipes when she looks up to see the very tiger she dreamed about. "Oh! Um.... eeek!" She tries to cover herself as she's still naked, blushing deeply. Oh, but she feels so horny! "Ugh, this... I'm so hot!" She pants and grinds her thighs into the table, though it doesn't seem to cause any relief to her problems.
He saw her embarrassment as she woke up, and hastily draped the towel over as much of her as he could. "Sorry, you dozed off during the massage. You move around quite a bit in your sleep, and despite my best efforts, you kept removing the towel. It's almost like you wanted to expose yourself." He shook his head slightly. "Anyways, I suppose the massage is done." He didn't seem to hear what she said about being hot, nor did he seem to be paying any mind to her odd behavior.
The truth was, he was paying attention, and he couldn't believe it was working as well. She must be a better subject than he thought. And if she was such a good subject, maybe he wouldn't have to confine this to the massage parlor. After all, he could see the benefits of a live-in sex slave. His words though betrayed none of what he was thinking when he spoke again. "So, I guess if there's nothing else I can do for you, I'll step out so you can get dressed." He started towards the door, but slowly enough to give her the time to agree to his stepping out, or to speak up about something else she may have wanted.
She blushes more at his explanation, assuming it to be true. She certainly likes to be exposed, especially to such a nice tiger as him. It's no big deal... he's kind and hot, he deserves to see her body. "Oh, heh, I guess I do." She doesn't really try to cover herself, one paw actually kneading into her breast without care. Oh, she's so horny, hardly able to think of anything but sex. She'd never be able to wear clothes if she tried.
Her eyes widen when he says he's leaving. "No! Wait!" She exclaims, though becomes nervous after she does so. Oh, what's gotten into her? She wants him... she needs him. "Please... I'm so horny..." She's surprised he hasn't noticed that yet. "Can you.... take me?" She spreads her legs at him, showing her seeping wet pussy. Her blush is still very red, but this feels right and necessary. "I need some sex..."
He had his hand on the doorknob as she finished speaking. He didn't move, nor did he say anything. He just stood there for a few long moments, before he turned his head slowly to look at her, his expression blank, unreadable. After a moment, his hand moved on the door, but instead of turning the knob so he could leave the room and it's highly aroused occupant, he instead turned the bolt, locking the door.
He then started towards her, pulling his shirt up and over his head as he went, casually tossing it to one side, and allowing her to take in the view of his broad, muscular chest. And then he was in front of her, one paw on her shoulder, pushing her down onto the massage table, his lower body standing between her spread thighs as he leaned over her, his muzzle not even an inch from her ear as he whispered in a husky voice, knowing his warm breath would tease over her skin.
"Oh, you want me to take you? You just want me to impale your horny little cunny with my cock and fuck you? You just want my dick to plow you until I shoot my thick, hot jizz inside you?" As he spoke, his paw had moved from her shoulder, gently caressing down to her exposed chest, his large paw cupping and fondling one of ample breasts, occasionally tweaking the nipples. His lips came into contact where her neck met her shoulder, slowly working up the side of her neck, with bites, kisses and sucks that were forceful enough to make his intent clear. She was his. Finally he got back to her ear. "But what I want to make you work for it? What if I want to see you kneeling before me, those pretty lips wrapped around my hard, throbbing shaft, getting me worked up and lubricated for when I impale you with it? Make you work for your prize." He nipped softly at her earlobe. He knew he wasn't going to pass this opportunity up. He would fuck this woman, long and hard, and he had a feeling that she was going to be scheduling a lot of 'massages' after this.
For a moment she thought he would leave her, which would end in tears for her for being so uninteresting, but she's relieved when he stops and comes back towards her. Thank goodness... she doesn't understand it, but she feels like she's in a deep heat, thinking of Jereth and taking him in many positions. Such fantasies clog her mind. Right now, she's only about sex, a slave to it like an addiction.
She murrs when he removes his shirt, showing off that sexy chest of his. He's so perfect... she wouldn't want any other guy. Then came his words as he leans over her, overwhelming her already. Oh, just those words are so hot! "Yes..." She replies to them all. "I want you to fuck me senseless." She's gotten into this now, not ashamed anymore.
She shivers and groans as he rubs at her big breasts and plays with her sensitive nipples. It feels so much better when he does it. "I'll do anything for it!" She replies, hearing of his wish for her to work. "Here..." The vixen slides down so she can use her paws to undo his pants to get to his cock. She'll lube it up good for him... oh, doing this as he says feels so good... She pulls out his hard shaft and wraps her lips around it to get to work.
He looked down with a faint smirk at the nude, kneeling vixen before him, as she fished out his cock. He wasn't fully hard, but he was getting there, and once her lips wrapped around it, it wouldn't take long for it to reach it's full ten inches. He casually stepped out of his pants as he tangled one paw in her hair, guiding her head's bobbing motions. "That's it, suck me good... Get me nice and hard and lubed up so I drill your tight little pussy. I know you want it, I can smell how hot you are for it. Your pussy's practically drooling to taste my cock, to milk my hot spunk deep into your womb..."
He continued to guide her motions, on occasion attempting to get her to deep throat his impressive cock. He didn't choke her, though if she's unused to it, it might gag her a bit, but he never forced it to any serious extent. After a moment, he began to just pet her hair, almost like she was a favorite pet of his. "Mmm... You have a talented mouth... Maybe I should just blow my load down your throat and all over your face." He knew he wouldn't, at least, not the first time. He'd have time to have fun in other ways later, in addition to continuing her brainwashing, indoctrinating her as a devoted sex slave. "Why don't you finger your slutty little cunny while you suck me off? See if you can't get off. But, if you get too frustrated, you can return to the bed to present yourself for judgment..."
Scarlet murrs happily with her mouth around his thick cock, sucking and bobbing her head on it. Her tongue rubs into the flesh and she keeps up the work the best she can, doing a pretty good job. Satisfying him like this feels so good to her, her pussy dripping even more onto the floor. Oh, she has to lube him up, she wants to get pounded by him... She let's him push back to her throat and sucks on him more there, doing anything she can to help him.
As told, she tries to use her fingers to push into her pussy and finger herself. It gives her a little bit of a teasing sensation, but her climax does not seem to come any closer. "Hmmm..." She soon pulls her mouth off of him and slides onto the bed as he suggested. "It doesn't work..." She tells him and has her behind face him, showing her dripping wet lips between her legs. Thankfully he didn't climax in her mouth as she wants him to fill her up in her pussy.
He chuckles a bit, stepping up behind her, one paw on his hard, throbbing cock, the other moving to take one of her hips. "Oh? I guess I shouldn't be surprised. Your body seems to know what it wants." He let the tip of his cock rub slowly along her slit, just barely parting her pussy lips, not sinking it in just yet. "Hmm... Your pussy's nice and wet. I bet it's hungry for a taste of my thick cum. I bet it wants to be filled with my hot jizz until there's no more room left in it." He let his paw move up her body until he was cupping one of her breasts, squeezing and fondling it as he leaned over her to speak. "I bet it'll want to come back daily to get some more once it's had its first taste." As he finished speaking, he began to slide his hips forward, his large erection slowly parting her inner walls and vanishing inside of her pussy with a delicious slowness.
Scarlet grips the bed with her paws and shivers as the thick cock pushes at her lips, the wetness dripping out from the pressure. It feels so teasing, the shaft just tantalizing her on the outside, but it at least is pleasureful. "Hmmm, yes, I want to be filled with your cum..." She murrs and the words sink into her. Of course she would want that, to be filled by this wonderful tiger. She gasps and moans when he pushes into her, spreading her lips out. Her walls squeeze at him some and she revels in the pleasure at last, finally some relief. "Oh, I'll come back every day!" She moans out. "My pussy needs it..." Yes, she must come back all the time. That's how it has to be...
He kept his thrusts slow and even, though the hot, velvety walls clamped tightly around his dick made it a feat of self-restraint to keep from pounding her pusy until he erupted deep inside of her. Especially after the blowjob she had given him. After all, it wasn't her pussy he was trying to fuck into absolute submission. It was her mind.
One paw slid lower, off her hit until it came to rest, lightly brushing against her stiffened clit. His other paw moved up over her stomach, until it cupped one of her heavy breasts, pinching the nipple as he squeezed and groped the large orb of flesh. Leaning over her, he continued with his deep, slow strokes, his muzzle at the back of her neck, nipping and kissing its way up to her ear. "Mmm... God you've got such a nice, tight little cunt... And I know you love me fucking it, you love having my massive cock speared into you..." He nibbled her ear lightly. "You're just a horny little slut... I like that, so I'm going to give you what you want... I'm going to fuck you until you're hopelessly addicted to my cock... I know that thought arouses you... I can feel your pussy clench as I mention it... Go ahead, don't hold back... Let my cock make you cum, over and over again... Let yourself grow addicted to the delicious pleasure only my cock can bring you... Let yourself surrender to it, like a good little slut..."
Scarlet moans and shivers as his thick cock pounds her sweet pussy, which still keeps tight and anxious. The rubs to her hard clit and big boobs add more pleasure that only he can provide, helping satisfy her desires. As the sex goes on, she loses any shame or nervousness and pants with her tongue out, moaning lustfully. "M-more...." She only wants more, the pleasure sinking into her.
"Yes, just a little slut..." In her horny state, her mind is weak and easy to take advantage of. God, his cock feels so good in her. It's amazing... she needs to have it more often. As he says, that addiction settles in and her mind gives a big portion of thought to Jereth and his dick. "Aaahh, yes!" Her orgasm suddenly hits her and she climaxes on him, not able to hold back anymore. She'll climax every time it rises now, not resisting just as she was told. Her body rocks and her breasts bounce with the pumps in her.
He smirked victoriously as her first orgasm hit her body, though he had to grit his teeth and focus intently on anything other than her deliciously moist pussy clamping down on his cock. He couldn't afford to shoot off in her just yet. And her orgasm now was the first of many she would have. Yes, he planned to turn her into his very own cock-craving slave.
He continued to plow her, his pace still agonizingly slow, giving her pleasure but drawing his out, helping him last longer as he quite literally fucked this vixen's brains out. "Mmm... That was fantastic... I bet no one's ever fucked you this way before... And no one ever will again... You know that... Hell, after this, I bet any other cock would be ruined for you..." He nibbled the side of her neck. "But I'm sure you don't mind... After all, you have my cock to worship and adore..." He drew it out, leaving only the tip in, and then pressed forward slowly. Up until now, he hadn't used his whole length. Just enough to make her want it. Now though, he pressed in deeper, sliding farther into her than any of his previous thrusts, the head of his cock passing through her cervix and directly into her womb as he hilted himself on her, holding her in place, impaled on his mighty pole. "How about I make you a deal..? I fuck your slutty little cunt, and give you more pleasure than you can possibly imagine, and all you have to do is submit yourself to me..." He nipped the back of her neck as he began to slowly withdraw from her cunt. "Of course, if that's not acceptable, I can always just stop..."
It takes her a few moments to recover from the first orgasm, panting and feeling the intense pressure wear down. His thrusts continue though, even if they are slow and almost irritating. She whimpers, wanting as much pleasure as she can get. That's all she wants... his big cock inside her, making her feel good. Nothing else... "Hm, yes, your cock is so great. I love it so much..." She moans out, her mind submitting to his big member as her superior, kind of a deity.
She gasps and grips the bed tighter when he pushes through her cervix, giving her a wince of pain, but nothing compared to how much pleasure she's getting just from these little thrusts. It feels so amazing, better than anyone she's ever taken. No one is this good, no one else... The deal he offers sounds pretty nice to her. Now that this pleasure has her pretty much addicted, she'll do anything to get more, including give him her life. "Ahhh, yes, please, I'll submit... I'm yours, just please me..." She moans out, acting for sex and pleasure.
He chuckled softly, nodding. "A good choice..." And with that, he started drilling her deeper, his thrusts fast and deep as he leaned down over her, his voice again gracing her ear. "With each thrust, you can feel yourself fall more and more under my power. And you love it. Nothing before has ever felt this good. You'll never be able to kick your addiction to the sexual enslavement you find yourself in. In fact just the thought of being my sex slave, of calling me 'Master', of servicing me when I tell you causes such pleasure that the thought of going without it is scary for you... With each thrust, you'll feel yourself submitting... Not just submitting, but having the ability to resist me seared from your mind by the waves of pleasure I give you... By the time my cum floods your womb, you'll be unable to resist me at all, and you will love it that way... That's what you want... That's what you agreed to, after all..."
His paws held her hips tightly as he began to pound her pussy with increased vigor, panting on the back of her neck. "When I cum, you'll be able to feel the old you vanish, washed away by the waves of sexual bliss, and it will feel so good you'll have a mind-blowing orgasm to signal your becoming my new sex slave..."
Scarlet hears every word and it all settles into her mind. She doesn't say anything though; only her moans escape her and those increase in size and pace as he pounds into her harder. The increased rate and depth of his thrusts give her the pleasure she desires, her pussy clenching around him to milk him some. She's submitted to him... Her mind feels completely imprinted with Jereth, with thoughts of him, his cock and having sex with him. That's all she wants, all she'll ever want.
Her moans pick up as she has another climax, orgasming again on him as she can't resist it when it rises. Her cum drips out and she pants, feeling a ton of pleasure, but only wanting more. "Aaahhh, yes... your slave, that's me..." She murrs. This is certainly not what she imagined receiving from him today, but to her it feels so good to belong to him. She can't imagine living without him. God, that must've been rough...
He would chuckle at his victory if he had the breath left in him to do so, but between his pants and groans from the pleasure of her tight pussy clenching his cock through another orgasm of hers, he just doesn't have the extra breath. Nor the focus to make words, seeing as that's being used to with hold his own orgasm. At least it was, right up until her last words. With that, he thrust his hips against hers, driving his cock deep into her pussy, penetrating clear into her womb. And once there, his iron hard member swells and jerks, before expelling his seed in thick, hot ropes directly into her deepest parts. His paws held her hips firmly as he came, filling her womb, flooding it with several powerful jets of his hot, creamy cum. His legs twitched, almost in time with his cock's spewing. It had been quite some time, and it showed as his seed flooded her pussy, oozing out of her cunny and down her thighs even as his balls shot the last few drops into her well fucked and completely filled cunt.
When it had finally stopped, he stepped back, his still semi-erect cock slipping from her pussy with a soft, wet plopping sound, his thick cum oozing out more freely now that the path was unobstructed. He staggered slightly as he moved to take a seat on one of the nearby beds.
The delusional vixen grips the bed with her claws as her womb is penetrated, jolting her with immense amounts of pressure. His cock is so thick and large and makes her pussy feel rather tight. Her juices seep out onto it until his climax hits. Right when his seed begins to fire into her, it feels like a switch goes off in her body and she immediately orgasms again, even after just having one. Her moans lengthen as her walls milk his sturdy cock for all the cum it has, her body wanting every drop of it. Her body heats up rapidly with all the cum filling her womb and soon overflowing, dripping down her thighs.
She pants with her tongue out, finally receiving the cure for her heat. She looks back at him and murrs as he slides himself out of her dripping pussy. "Hmmmm, thank you Master..." She tells him softly, laying her body down on the bed with deep satisfaction. What a wonderful experience this was... she'd definitely be coming back all the time, especially seeing as she's his slave now.
Jareth was breathing a bit heavier than he was used to, but he wasn't really panting. He was tired, but not thoroughly exhausted, despite the fuck he had just given her. His lips curled upwards into a smile. Time to test her out. "Slave, come her and suck my cock clean, like a good little fuck toy should." He leaned back, presenting his still half hard cock to her, covered in both of their orgasmic juices. "And after that, I figure we'll go back to my place, and I can start getting you adjusted to your new life as a cock craving sex slave." He said, his eyes looking her over as he spoke. He knew he would be pumping a lot of cum deep into her and onto her. Once she moved to follow his directions, he stroked a hand through her hair, groaning softly in pleasure. "That's a good pet. I'm going to enjoy having you around." He was debating just fucking her again, right then and there, when there was a knock on the door, and the voice of his boss telling him to hurry up, that there were other customers waiting. "On second thought pet, go home, clean up, and dress in something downright slutty. Come back here to meet me when we close at nine, and then we'll go to my place. Go on, get moving."
Scarlet looks over at her master's dripping cock, soaked from its intrusion into her pussy that he now possesses. His directions are clear and her body feels a compulsion to follow them, with little to no way of resisting. She licks her lips and crawls over to his cock, then begins to lick at it, cleaning up all the residue. As she does, she listens to his orders until the door knocks, then adjusts the commands to come here at nine. "Yes master." She nods at him, her body and mind feeling pretty simple now: they belong to him. Everything about her is his. Flattered that he likes her so much, she dresses in the clothes she brought and casually leaves, trying to act normal.