Perfecting Jennifer Chapter One
You were sitting on the couch with me. We had been playing for a few hours when I decided to play a porn video. We had done hypnosis on and off and even talked a bit about kinks but you often sent contradicting signals and I was not much better. I had decided to put on a mind control porn video to get you more focused on the mood for the weekend. I had planned to reignite our love life. When I pushed play I had no idea how powerfully it would affect us both.
We started talking as you started to watch the video pointing out the little things glasses suddenly appearing and disappearing in the shot the overall conversation between the 2 girls
As they talked about their love lifes recent changes and their recent use of self hypnosis files at night. The conversation was going smoothly when the scene on the screen shifted to the women slowly touching themselves repeating the words they were being brainwashed to accept. I know you like the idea, that’s why I choose it. But then suddenly you Drop. You drop faster and deeper than I have ever seen you drop before and immediately start repeating right along with the video.
I watched expecting you to fight back up once it reached the parts about being a slave.
And the first round you did fight it. But it was different this time I could feel it. You even continued going deeper as the scene ended and the girls resumed talking. You start to repeat their conversation. Quickly I restarted the brainwashing scene and you flowed right back into it going even deeper, your mind so open as you followed along. This time you struggled even less
Starting to repeat but stopping. I could see the fight in your mind and finally I started to understand what you want and need as you go ever deeper.
By the third round there was no resistance as I watched you repeat the words I am your slave
I love being your slave and as you did without a fight you smiled. And you continued falling deeper as I watched playing the clip again and again. I started thinking deeply about what was happening in your mind.
I was sitting next to him watching as we talked when it hit me. The scene shifted the girl on the screen slowly teasing herself oh how I longed to be like her and suddenly I was her as my mind drifted and I started to repeat. My mind offers so little resistance.
I continued repeating only hesitating when part of me ed the 2 girls where discussing fucking but then it looped again and I fell much deeper far more open and obedient as I repeated.
As the video is looped again I surrender all thoughts. Just going deeper accepting repeating not fighting. I’ve never wanted to fight it deep inside. I know that I want this. I don’t resist as Master puts the collar and leash around my neck and takes me upstairs into a room he has prepared. He lays me down, ties me up and places the headphones over my ears. Now my brainwashing properly starts with a file my Master has prepared. He edged and teased me over and over again. I lost complete track of time under his control. But then I felt a shift. I was completely unaware that as I neared a breaking point I would call out for another dom to help me from a file long ago before I married my Master. He asked me questions and I complied. And he broke that barrier. We had played before with bondage even spanking but this was new, being bound with cuffs and rope in a room prepared to pull me deeper into trance and the feel of the ruler across my ass when I displeased him or attempted to fight felt so hot, so right.
So when he asked for the code to my phone I eagerly gave it. My brainwashing continued, my mind drifting dropping deeper. As Master was reading my phone. He had been working so much and I had felt lonely for so long I had thought seriously about divorce. I wanted to at least try playing with others. The Master tentatively allowed me to talk but I pushed ahead faster than he was ready. But we did reach an agreement. I could sext but no doms and no meetings. But I betrayed my Master like a dirty slut. As he was reading he saw me giving up my submission to random men in those texts and it hurt him more deeply than I knew. His response was like a thunderstorm in my mind and body, The crack of the ruler against my ass. The lighting in his eyes as he yelled at me for breaking the agreement. I had awoken something in him. I itted that not only had I broken the agreement in sexting I had attempted to meet with one of the men I was eagerly whoring myself out to. I told him that I was trying to make him leave me so I wouldn’t feel guilty about the divorce. Here I was Master finally giving me what I had been craving, what he had been planning even before finding out how deeply I had betrayed him, my mind, my body , my very heart and soul surrendering to him and now this.
But part of me wonders now if what I really wanted was to have him leave so that I would become obsessed and give myself to him. He berated me. He punished me until I felt bruises on my ass and for the first time he broke me.It felt good but incomplete.
We talked much more exploring and delving into my fears and my desires. He took me under again and again, finding what I really want in the depths of my soul and learning why I struggled to accept it. And I learned to fear just how deeply he could take me while he worked to give me commands planted deep in my mind to aid with calming those fears.
And then with Master still working hard both in his job and with me I lost motivation for important things. He took me and made me comply with his wishes. It felt so good and so right. We talked more about my past. My worries that I don’t have the depth of love for him that I should. My craving my need as unhealthy as it was for obsession. And obsession triggered not by being loved and cared for but by being discarded like the filthy slut I had been acting like.
He took me again over the phone that night. Driving me deeper, breaking my will, making me punish myself and tease myself. And making it clear in my mind that he can find other slaves he’s shown me he has the power and I know it. I know now that he can break me completely fears or not and render me nothing more than his mindless obedient toy. He told me that I would
Fuck the other women he would take. I resisted and I begged him not to. To not throw me away. And he drove me deeper. He asked if I had any disobedient thoughts that day. I itted I had. I kept the photo of a guy I was making a slut of myself with. One who had tossed me aside triggering my obsession. I had begged Master to let me keep it and against his better judgment he did. And I betrayed him with it. I belong to him I shouldn’t be having these thoughts of another man but I did. And Master made me punish myself. And have the thought again and again punishing myself harder each time.
I watch you in the bed playing over the evening in my mind craving you wanting you
Wishing I had you in front of my probing your clit with my tongue. You have woken me
And you will be completely mine. You wanted me to fight for you. Fine then slave
You never said I had to fight fair. The White Knight wasn’t good enough for you? Welcome to the Darkest night. If you haven’t learned yet you will soon enough. My power is only growing stronger. I wonder what you are dreaming of my slave?
As I drift I dream. We had just been seated at the restaurant table. I in my red dress that Master loves so much he is in a suit he chose just for me. I gaze at him devotion in my eyes as he looks over the wine menu. He is my Master owner of my mind, body, heart and soul. I can think of him no other way anymore. You might think I am completely docile and obedient and I am. But as Master reshaped my thoughts like my mind was his clay he gave me some very important instructions.
Master frowned at the menu, still not the best at selecting alcohol and asked for my opinion. The first command. Master values his slave’s mind. She is to have her own thoughts provided they do not violate the rules he has given her.
I smiled and looked over the menu longing to call out to him. But this was public and I dare not disobey by addressing him outside of our chosen code. I think we should try this one sweetie. Thank you hun came his response both of us knowing what the other meant.
The waiter took our orders. My small salad and Masters steak which I knew he would share with me. As we waited we discussed our plans and then I noticed Master fidget with his work phone. Command number 2. A slave should correct Master appropriately when he is wrong. I felt pleasure rise as I prepared to obey. Brainwashing is very good for me. I reached out and placed my hand on his. Sweetie you should put that away it’s time for us and work can wait I said with a mischievous smile. He took my hand in his. Of course hun you are right he replied as he put the phone away looked into my eyes with a smile. He didn’t have to say it. I knew then he was calling me his good girl and I could feel the heat building between my thighs.
I quiver as pleasure runs down my spine while Master slowly caresses my cheek drawing me in for a kiss. I am his slave in every single way, complete and devoted at all times. As our lips draw closer I one more command. A slave is her Master’s partner even as she obeys they each have responsibilities to each other. I feel intoxicated from more than the wine as our lips meet and one thought echoes through every corner of my mind. Yes Master I will do anything you command.
I feared submission once but Master has made me his in every respect while I still recognize myself. Completely brainwashing someone and then ordering and conditioning them to keep their own thoughts and opinions? Crazy right? Thankfully my Master is crazy. For me I think as I kiss him deeply. I now understand a once confusing line as I feel his fingers drift over my ears. I obey and I am free.
After our meal Master takes my hand and leads me to the car. I eagerly follow my tall heels setting our pace. He opens the door for me such a gentleman. He gets in the car as I wait eagerly anticipating the next command I am sure will come. He opens an app on his phone. Its for navigation of a different sort and orders me to get my toy. I eagerly retrieve it from the glove box, my pussy already flooding. It’s easy to insert. I hardly ever wear panties anymore and a few moments later its pulsing and throbbing in my dripping cunt as Master edges me the entire drive home.
We enter the house and Master attaches my leash to the collar tightly around my neck. The tightness that once made