My Roommate Michelle Ch. 04

It was almost six o'clock. Almost time for her to be home from work. John knelt on the floor in anticipation of her arrival. He had grown used to being naked when he was home. Nothing on except the collar she had given him that had the words 'Slave: john' engraved on it. This was his life when he was home now.

He had days where he went to work, and this all seemed like a bad dream as he got lost in going through the motions of his day. Scenarios would play out in his mind on the drive home of him telling her she needed to move out. Tell her that he was done with this game she was playing with him, but they were all just fantasy. When he got anywhere near her, he became helpless to do anything but what she wanted. There was fight deep down inside him somewhere, he could feel it. He had strength in him that he used every day at work or going anywhere outside her presence, but when she was with him that strength seemed to vanish and slip into the recesses of his mind.

The sound of the door opening drew his eyes to the foyer where he was already facing. She was wearing scrubs from work and he found a thousand different ways seeing her in them aroused him. A warm fuzzy haze settled over him as the arousal clouded his mind. The thought that he was falling into trance again flitted through his mind and the pleasure seeing her caused only pushed that thought away. That part of himself so desperately needed to stand up to her was being drowned out again by the feelings she evoked in him and the need to please her which only made the feelings that much stronger. The vicious loop she had carefully crafted in his mind was inescapable. What made it even worse was he loved the feelings and it made him love her for it. At times he wondered if the feelings had become more than just the bridle she had formed on his lust and he always reached the same conclusion, what difference did it make.

"Hello my baby," her sweet voice caressing him in ways nothing else could.

"Hello Domina," the reply a reward for her accepting him as hers.

"I am tired my sweet," she said setting down her keys and purse on the nearby entryway table," stand up and follow me upstairs."

Getting to his feet he moved to be as close to her as possible. Being able to watch her from behind as the scrubs she wore hugged her ass walking up the stairs was not a vision he wanted to miss. Her steps were slow and steady. The movement was hypnotic to him as was everything she did. Everything about her put him under her spell. She had spent months programming him. He knew what she had done to him and he did not care. There were times where she would throw it in his face trying to draw out any resistance he had to what she was doing. Once his resistance was exposed she would somehow seem to become even stronger as if she was pulling the strength out of him and into her. He wilted every time.

Once upstairs she turned and reached out taking him by his hardening cock and started pulling him towards his bedroom like a dog on a leash. Her soft hand on his flesh sent shivers through his body as he felt his hips trying to move into her grip.

"Oh my baby is extra horny tonight," she cooed, "your Domina is going to show you how much more pleasure you can feel being chaste for me my baby."

She pulled him into his bedroom and guided him to the bed," lay back for me my baby," her hot breath on his ear made him gasp.

Once he was laying down, she sidled up against him, draping her leg over his. She moved in tightly next to him and started speaking gently into his ear, "I know you still have times where you want to resist me my pet. All our minds are divided into two parts. The part in control is the Ego pet, and the part that tries to rebel is the Id," as she spoke, she slowly rubbed her finger nails up his thigh and over his stomach to his chest.

"You see I have made the Id stronger and the Ego weaker pet. Your Id always wanted to be naughty but your Ego protected you," using her fingernail she began to tease one of his nipples causing him to squirm. "Your Ego still wants control my baby. It wants the control over you that I now have."

Her lips slowly sucked in his earlobe and released it before she continued, "do you want me to let your Ego out right now pet so I can weaken it further? Do you want me to make you so weak that even when you're at work thinking about how you can't have this go on that you immediately want to fall to your knees and beg me to forgive you for thinking about leaving me?"

Red painted fingernails traced over his stomach teasing their way down closer and closer to his groin. "Make it so whenever you think of life without me it only makes you want to drop down to your knees and worship me by stroking your cock? You know how deep you go for me when your cock is stroked," her hand gently took a hold of his rock hard member and gently started to move up and down.

"That's right pet, deeper and deeper for me," the fog he was in seemed to thicken as the pleasure washed everything else away, "usually pet I let you forget all the triggers and reinforcements I place in you, but tonight I am going to suggest you remember how it feels when your cock is stroked. You will remember how good it feels to please me and stroke for me when you think about telling me to go to hell. You are going to go deep and remember how much you need to find a quiet place to pull up a picture of me on your phone and stroke your cock every time you think about ending our relationship."

John felt her take his hand and guide it down and placing it on his cock. She wrapped her hand around his and continued to stroke, "yes pet, it feels so wonderful when you stroke for me. You are going to think about life without me again pet and when you do you are going to go find a nice place to look at my image and stroke away those thoughts of resistance because that is what pleases me. And you do want to please me, don't you pet?"

"Yes Domina," he breathed out.

"I know pet," she removed her hand from his and started stroking his hair, "keep stroking for me. It feels too good not to. I keep a never-ending stream of pleasure flowing through you. So much more than just a simple orgasm pet. The prolonged pleasure you get from your chastity to me is so pleasurable you find yourself not wanting to cum for fear the pleasure would end."

"That's right pet, keep stroking. Here comes a thought about standing up to me pet, a thought about you being strong. Oh and it makes you want to look at me and stroke."

Somewhere in the back of his mind he felt the bed move as she stood up," get off the bed and go to your knees and stroke for me pet."

He obeyed her suggestion as he was programmed to do. His gaze fixed on her kicked off her shoes and pulled down the pants of her scrubs. The smooth tanned skin of her legs was right in front of him. He felt the need to slow the strokes on his cock and breathe deeply to keep himself from orgasming. The sight of her painted toenails sent shivers through him and his hand came off his cock as his body shook.

"Oh baby, it's okay. You can't help how good I make you feel." He breathed deeply several times before he got the quakes in his body under control.

"Now think about leaving me pet," she hissed, "think about it and obey."

In his mind he remembered being at work that day and thinking of telling her she needed to move out and suddenly he was looking again at her bare legs and feet and his hand found his cock and the stroking began again.

"That's right, such a good pet for your Domina. Feel the pleasure of what it means to please me." It was all he could do to muffle the moans escaping his lips.