Over and Over

I could tell she was heating up, especially when I locked eyes with her. I didn't hypnotize her though, not yet. I simply stared into her eyes like a hungry predator stalking their prey.

Her goddamn eyes, they have no right to be so beautiful. It's like fate brought us together or something. I don't think I can ever let her go.

Eye contact made me feel powerful, dominant. I knew I could have her under my spell in a split second, but I also knew I didn't need to, that my gaze alone did all the work. Standing mere inches in front of her, Jean was blushing heavily. I leaned forward so that she could feel my breath on her ear, and whispered:

"How should we pass the time?"

"H-however you want to." She said with a shiver

"That's what I like to hear."

I pressed her shoulders to the wall and brought our lips together. My tongue pushed into her mouth, and moments later they were intertwined, seemingly battling for supremacy. But there was no doubt, I was in charge. I grabbed a handful of her breasts, gently fondling them through her shirt, while my other hand roamed her curves. Jean brought an arm down from my neck to softly rub my cock. I broke our kiss to admire her eyes once more. She sank to her knees slowly and smoothly, fishing out my cock. Her eyes lit up and when she looked back to my face, I pulsed the spiral. Her eyes emptied immediately, and I enjoyed the feeling of control it gave me, letting the spiral flow at it's natural rate.

"When you wake up, you will forget this trance."

"I am your Master, Jean."

"..My..Master..?"

"Yes, I am your Master." I pulsed the spiral while making the suggestion, hoping to strengthen it

"You are my Master." she responded clearly

"You do as I say, right?"

"Right.."

"Because I am your Master, and you are my sexy little hypno slut, aren't you?"

"Yes.."

"What are you to me, Jean?"

"Your..lover..and..your..Slut..."

"That's right. You are my lover, and my slut. You won't have sex with or seek pleasure from anyone but me, your Master, isn't that right?"

"Yes.."

"And when I want your body, you will give it to me, right?"

"Right.."

"Take off your shirt."

She crossed her arms, grabbing the hem and lifting her shirt above her head in one smooth motion.

"Suck my cock."

She instantly slid her mouth halfway down my cock, which I wasn't expecting. I let her continue like that for awhile before I actually got bored of her mindless movements.

*Sigh*

"When I snap my fingers, you will awaken and forget this trance, but still call me Master if we're having any kind of sex or foreplay"

*Snap*

"You're perfect Jean, you know that? Not just perfect at this, or a perfect beauty, but perfect to me. I just want you to know that."

"Oh... Thank you Master, I appreciate it."

I don't know if it was the deepthroating or what I'd said, but her eyes were watery. I felt my orgasm coming, so I grabbed her head and started her fucking her face again, one of my favorite sensations. Right as I came, I stuffed my cock all the way down her throat. I could feel her gag and puke a little, as her nose was pressed into my pelvis. I shot rope after rope of thick semen directly into her stomach. Despite her frantically tapping my leg, I kept her pressed firmly in place until several seconds after I finished cumming. When I finally released her, she flung her head off my cock and took a few deep, gasping breaths while coughing.

"Stand up, slut." I commanded her

"Yes, Master" And I was already getting hard again

"Go bend over the table."

"Yes, Master"

She did as she was told, bending over the same table Scott had been sitting at just minutes ago. Her skirt hiked up and I could see her exposed pussy, sopping wet. I positioned myself behind her, lined up with her slit.

"Please, Master. Fuck me!" Her voice was dripping with need as she eyed me over her shoulder.

I put it in slowly, wanting to savor the moment I actually lost my virginity. Jean? Not so much. She pushed back against me, engulfing me in a second. I grabbed her hips and began to thrust inside her, an indescribable bliss washing out all other thoughts. The feeling of Jean's tight pussy massaging my cock awakened something inside me. I started moving faster, almost frantic, pounding her like a man possessed.

"Oh God Yes! Master I'm cumming!"

This. This is what's been missing my whole life. This is where I belong

I barely even registered her words before I felt her spasming on my dick, her inner walls contracting as if milking my cock. After a few moments I couldn't resist, burying myself to the hilt in her perfect pussy. Despite being only minutes since my last climax, I felt my knees start to buckle as an earth-shattering orgasm washed over me. I painted her insides white with what must have been the biggest load I'd ever released. We both stood there panting for a minute, while we regained our senses. Jean spoke first, her voice rough but still full of lust:

"I want more~"

"What do you say?"

"Please Master, I want you to fuck me until my pussy is molded in the shape of your dick~" She purred

"Good girl"

She turned to face me and I embraced her with another passionate kiss. I picked her up by her tight ass and lifted her onto the table. Slowly I knelt, caressing her body as I approached her lower lips. It felt somewhat natural now, pleasing her like this. It didn't take long for her to climax again, but I had enough time to recover my stamina. I rose to my feet, ready to plumb her needy cunt once again.

"I should call you reanimator, since you won't let my erection die."

"Pfft... You're the one with marathon stamina!"

"Only thanks to your hot body."

"Just shut up and fuck me, Connor!" She used my name, noted.

This time I skipped the build-up and went straight to the pounding, my member reaching deep inside her. I began to thumb her clit while dicking her down, receiving a cry of pleasure in response. We continued like that for awhile until she came for the third or maybe fourth time. I slowed down a bit, readjusting my position so I could lean down and kiss her. I took her hands, lacing our fingers together as I picked up the pace once more. I felt the pressure building while we made out, I was going to cum again.

"Inside! Do it inside! Mark me as yours!"

Hearing her beg like that, and directly into my mind, was too much. I squeezed her hands tightly as I orgasmed for the third time that day. She squeezed back, moaning into my mouth until my thrusting slowed to a stop. I pulled away from her lips with a pant. She stared into my eyes for a few seconds, seemingly searching for something.

"Connor, I– I think I love you." Jean sounded small, ****, as she confessed to me

My heart skipped a beat. I swallowed.

"I... I love you too, Jean." I returned

She smiled, leaning up to kiss me. It was short, a chaste kiss by any account, but it felt more intimate than ever. I looked into her eyes; genuinely the most beautiful, captivating things I had ever seen. I kissed her again, slightly longer, and stepped back so she could stand up. We redressed ourselves. No words were needed, we simply locked lips once more before leaving. Opening the door and stepping through, Jean assumed her usual helpful demeanor.

"Well lunch is at 12:15 in lets see... Thirty minutes? So second period ends in fifteen." She said, chipper

"Thanks for explaining everything, Jean!" I replied, walking away towards my room.

A curious pair of eyes disappeared behind a wall just before Connor turned in their direction.

Now this is interesting.