Mesmerizing the Bride (Sub Dom Mind Control)
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Paige's husband-to-be isn't dominant enough for her. Daniela, Paige's maid of honor, wants to wreck Paige's wedding because she's in love with Paige's man. Daniela seduces Joey into helping her hypnotize Paige with a magic watch, but Joey decides to take matters into his own hands. Soon, the lifelong "nice guy" becomes Paige's dreamy Master, and gives haughty Daniela an attitude change... More
Paige feels trapped. Heartstoppingly beautiful, she is trapped in a marriage that she doesn’t want. What she does want is a Master dominating her every thought and action, but her husband-to-be just isn’t him. The amazingly beautiful and thoroughly vain Daniela finds out about Paige’s cold feet and decides to destroy her best friend’s wedding and take the groom for herself, even though she’s the maid of honor. By using a mysterious magical watch, Daniela plans to hypnotize the bride into giving up on marriage altogether. Daniela seduces preeminent nice guy Joey into helping her. But, Joey is ready to finally "finish first" for a change, and he soon takes matters with the magic watch into his own hands. Before long, Paige’s need for a Master will be met, Daniela’s haughty nature will be corrected, and lifelong underdog Joey will have two gorgeous lovedolls aching to obey his every word…
For mature audiences only—this erotica short (~11500 words) contains the story of a secret submissive giving in to her true nature after her gorgeous friend hypnotizes her and a lucky underdog guy takes advantage! The bride and maid of honor’s wills are totally conquered with an erotic indoctrination, and the once-arrogant beauties become completely obedient servants, eagerly begging to deliver hot blowjobs, engage in electric three-way sex, and perform blazing hot domestic fantasies!
She had dreams of domestication. Incredibly hot, naughty dreams that she didn’t feel she could share with anyone. They were in her head, all the time, so vibrant and alive that even right there in front of Daniela, as her friend was talking, Paige could see them clearly...
…Master was arriving home from work, and Paige was ready for him, kneeling in the thick shag carpet of the entry way, her wet mouth open.
When her MasterHusband arrived home, he enjoyed a good throatfucking of his best girl. And Paige always wanted to make sure he had what he wanted.
Her elbow-length silk gloves covered her fingers as they dug into the thick material of the carpet. A black garter, lined with white frills, connected to hot lacy stockings decorated with little patterns of roses and stars. Her corset bra only just kept her massive, shiny tits in line, but each time she giggled or shifted her hair—which was a lot—they threatened to pop out of their constraints.
Her hair was enormously long, gathering on the ground all around her in a thick, dark mound. It looked like she was kneeling inside a shiny pool of shadow. Each and every lock was thick, fluffy, and impossibly soft. Sometimes, if she was very lucky, her Husband would cum in her hair but not tell her where, and Paige would be allowed to spend an hour or two searching through the thick strands so she could lick out the thick, hot goo.
For someone that was inside most all of the time, her skin was gloriously tan and shiny, contrasting sharply with the bright, light, Easter greens of her eyes. Paige liked being inside, though. She loved being a kept girl, a slavewife.
She had given up all that stupid college and career stuff. How could that possibly be important when she had a man at home to take care of and adore?...