Obey

It isn’t as bad as you thought it would be. There’s some light reinforcement, but mostly it’s instructions for your performance tonight. You’re back in the chair, bound tightly to it, although you barely notice. You hear Ana’s voice every now and then, taking you deeper and deeper until only your subconscious mind remains.

“I am Ana’s pet, I will obey Ana,” you think over and over as you take in more programming on positioning and timing.

Your mind slowly fades into sleep and the next thing you know, you’re on a stage nude, with an audience staring at you. You’re living everyone’s nightmare, but you’re fully calm and obedient. Your partner for the evening enters from behind the curtains.

She’s a petite pale blonde with long flowing hair. She too is naked, her breasts perky, almost pointing up, and with the tiniest bush poking out between her legs. Her hazel eyes lock onto yours, not to acknowledge your situation, but so you are in sync as you approach and begin a nude waltz. The audience begins clapping, some hooting, but your mind is focused on obeying. You don’t even notice how smoothly the muscle memory has taken over this body for the dance. You don’t think whoever you were before this knew how to waltz.

After several minutes of dancing, the curtain closes. You can hear more clapping as stage hands begin changing the scenery behind us and bring out a bed. When the curtain rises again, you grab your partner’s hand and twirl her towards you until you’re face to face. Your eyes are locked again for a second before you share a passionate kiss. You pull away before going back in, your tongues now dancing their own waltz while maintaining some visibility for the audience. After the third pause, your penis begins to stiffen, right on cue. As it lengthens, it rubs the girl’s thigh and almost traces straight up to her pussy, where she’s moistening, right on cue.

You sit on the bed facing the audience while she drops to her knees. She begins sensually licking the head of your cock, while the bed, on a rotating stage, starts to turn. Candlelight flickers in the background as the stage lights dim. The theme of this encounter is supposed to be romantic, a last-minute change that has left at least some seats empty.

As she sucks, the notes from the programming play over in your head. After exactly three minutes, it’s your turn. You stand, lift your partner on the bed and take your place between her legs. You kiss her thighs as you work your way towards her nearly dripping pussy. When your tongue flicks out, you taste her juices almost instantly. You begin to slide your tongue up and down between her lips, adding little flicks that nobody in the audience could possibly see. She’s now moaning and pulling at the sheets as she prepares for her first orgasm. It honestly doesn’t matter if you’re doing your job well as this was all pre-programmed, one of five orgasms actually. She shakes and cries out. Some in the audience clap.

A quick collapse from her and then you’re back at it. You lay down on the bed as you prepare to sixty-nine. Your job here is to show off her glistening pussy to the audience while she deepthoats you. She is the star of the show, not you, your programming reminds you. Your tongue lashes out to circle her clit while she moans and gags in pleasure. You moan as well, but always conscious to let her voice carry farther. A few more minutes and she’s cumming again, her pussy and asshole contracting enough for the closest audience members to see.

Finally, you arrive at penetration. The first position is missionary and you slowly push inside her. And then slowly pull out again so the audience can see your cock covered in her juices. You slip back inside and start pumping in a slow sensual rhythm. You start kissing again.

You turn your head to kiss her soft neck, and as you do, she goes off script to whisper in your ear.

“Awake,” she says between moans.

Your consciousness begins to stir. You’re still relaxed and obedient, but you’re now aware of your surroundings…and how amazing you feel inside this girl. She’s tight and so slippery that it takes effort to keep your dick inside her on each outthrust. You lean down to kiss her again, still following your script despite the distraction of immense pleasure. She again whispers in your ear, “Elana sends a message.”

She can only speak in opportune bits. Her sex is now overpowering and you feel an orgasm building. Sensing this, she pulls you close again.

“Clogged” she says.

You feel the orgasm subside just in time to feel her clench around your cock in another passionate orgasm of her own.

You switch positions. She’s now on top and begins grinding. She leans down to you, her long hair creating a cave for our faces.

“Clogged,” she says again. “Hear this and you will not cum. Elana needs time. Tonight you must not cum. They’ll take you to the chair again. Elana will be there. You must not cum. You’ll be free.”

She lifts up and tosses her hair back. You start to massage her breasts as she grinds faster and faster, bringing herself to yet another orgasm. Despite her commands, her slippery pussy contracting around you as she moans almost sets you off again.

“Clogged,” you say in your mind. And the urge to cum is gone again.

As she presses against you catching her breath, you sense a trap.

“Why should I trust you?” you ask.

“Sleep,” she says. And you feel yourself falling under again, repeating in your head what she just told you.

“Sleep” she says again, and you obey and return to your script.

You switch to doggy for the final position. You grab her hair as a rein and start thrusting in and out. Her pussy is still as wet as when you started. In one last grand orgasm, she presses back against you, her legs start shaking and her arms can no longer offer support. Following the script, you grab her by her breasts to support her as she moans and cries out.

You pull out of her and stand ready as she rolls off the bed and kneels before you. You’re expected to cum all over her soft, innocent-looking face. But some part of you knows what happens if you do. Her eyes lock onto yours while she waits with her tongue out. She’s begging for it and you need to give it to her.