R-21: Obedience

You didn't want her to be too brainless when you were done with her and you couldn't just keep hiding her under your bed so the obedience-enhancing R-21 seemed like the perfect solution. It sounded like it was meant to imprint the administrator on the subject as a master of sorts, someone who had to be obeyed and trusted at all times. All with minimal side effects. "W-why did you do that? I-I answered everything you asked me?"

"I know sweetheart and I'm sorry about this but I can't keep you if you aren't an obedient little slut can I? Besides, in a moment you'll be glad I did this. Just lie back and enjoy the ride..." you reach down and continue tracing the lines of her body, keen to help the imprinting process along.

The older women whimpers underneath you and damp spots form on her blindfold. You hope this thing kicked in soon: you might be a dom with a bit of a sadistic streak but you weren't keen on the waterworks.

Some time later your captive has quieted somewhat and you reach down to untie her limbs. You could easily overcome her diminished strength if she struggled. She allows you to pull her from under your bed frame without a struggle and you lay her out gently in the middle of the carpet. Sliding your palms down her sides, you cup her lovely hips and knead her firm butt for a moment, enjoying the low noise it provokes from the asian woman. You reach up to undo the blindfold, careful to position yourself so you're the first thing she sees. As the blindfold falls away the woman blinks up at you uncertainly as her eyes adjust. "Hello sweetheart. Do you know who I am?"

She looks at you carefully, taking in your bright blue eyes and halo of golden hair, "Aah... no?"

You rest your own scantily clad body atop hers, grinding a thigh in between her legs, "I'm your Mistress silly." Your grinding intensifies and you reach around her head, grabbing a handful of black hair, and pull the surprised woman to your lips for a hungry kiss. She doesn't resist but it takes several long moments of grinding your thigh between her legs before she starts to return the affection. You move your other hand down to slip under the waistband of her panties, sliding around till your fingers can get a firm grip on her ass. Your persistent ministrations are starting to pay off, little moans are escaping your captive and you both come up for air gasping. "...Who...Who am I?"

"M...Uh..." She looks confused, her face flushed with strong arousal but a hint of a frown mars her lovely features. You tighten your grip on her hair, drawing a pained gasp as you pull her head back and expose her neck. You kiss slowly, insistently, letting your teeth graze the fair skin of her neck and drawing more gasps from the dazed woman. Nibbling along her jaw you make your way back to her mouth, mashing her lips to yours in a **** kiss that has your tongues dueling needfully.

With some difficulty you pull back and gulp a lungful of air before continuing, your legs twining with the increasingly responsive girl. You're both scissoring against each other now and her arms have slid around to clutch your back and explore your exposed skin. Passion filled moments tick by and it is with a tremendous **** of will that you pull her head back and pin her arms above her head. She squirms and whines underneath you, desperately arching and pulling against your hold on her hair. Breathing raggedly, you repeat your question, "Who...Am...I?"

"My Mistress! You are my Mistress! Oh Mistress, please let me kiss you!"

"Oh Fuck yes..." You pull her to you once more for a searing kiss and then lean back, clawing at the clasp of your bra before tearing it off, and then leaning forward to tear your panties away. She arches so you can do the same for her and then you're latched onto one another again, grasping hands exploring every inch of each other while you fight for as much skin-on-skin contact as possible. Her now-sizable breasts press against your chest, almost completely hiding your own nominal assets. Your tongues swirl and dance in each others mouths, lips sucking and pulling on the other for domination. You can feel the wetness running down your thighs joined by her own liquid warmth as you grind against one another on your dorm room floor.

You didn't feel blank anymore...