Hypnotizes you

You resist the urge to move, letting Sophia's hand do all the work. She squeezes your swollen cock tightly and you gasp. You focus your attention back on her for a second and see that while her right hand is grasping you, her left is scrolling through the settings for the implant. You get a little nervous about the power she holds over you right now, your mind swirling with all the possible ways she could toy with you. She looks away from the phone, meeting your gaze with a smile. "You're doing so well! You haven't moved an inch. Good job, Alex." You weren't expecting praise, but you grunt your thanks. "I bet you could do even better, baby. Do you want to try?" You pause, then gently nod. She smiles broadly. "Great! Start by relaxing and leaning back. Close your eyes." You do. "Good job," she compliments you again. As she speaks, you feel a small jolt of pleasure and moan quietly.

"Look how hard you are," Sophia says in awe. "Do you like listening to me? Is that what's turning you on?" Another jolt of pleasure, this one a little stronger. You try to think. Wasn't the implant making you hard? I guess Sophia is the one touching you and talking to you. Your brow furrows in mild confusion. It's hard to think through the feeling in your cock, as it strains against its invisible bonds. Sophia gives it another squeeze and you lose your train of thought. "That must be it. You like listening to me and doing what I say. That's the only way you could possibly be this hard." As she talks, more pleasure emanates from your dick, this time you can almost track the pulse of feeling as it travels up your nervous system to your brain. You feel a warm glow in your mind. It feels so good, she must be correct. But isn't she using the implant too? You don't have time to dwell on it as another sensation assaults your throbbing member: Sophia has started to oh-so-slowly stroke you. You're about to twitch when she whispers "Don't move." You freeze. She slowly moves her hand up and down your length. "Good boy," she purrs. Another wave of pleasure, this time you can feel your mind soften, almost like getting a little drunk. That felt nice. You hum happily.

Sophia continues talking, strong pulses of pleasure punctuating her sentences. Your attention gets divided between her words and the warm feeling in your brain. "You're such a good boy, Alex." Pulse. "You're so good because you listen to everything I say." Squeeze. "And whenever I ask you to do something, you love to do it because of how good you are. You want to be good for me. You want to obey me. This is where your pleasure comes from. This is what makes you feel good, more so than anything else in the world, being my obedient, good boy." The pleasure is almost continuous now as the frequency of the pulses picks up, your whole body feeling fuzzy. Your consciousness drifts in and out as you start to get overwhelmed by the onslaught on your senses. Still, your friend continues. "In fact, it makes you feel so good to obey me that you can't help yourself from doing it. Whenever you do something I ask, you will feel this pleasure. You need to feel this pleasure. You need to obey me, always. You want so badly to be my good little boy that you'll do anything for me, just so that you can feel this pleasure again. Isn't that right?"

You barely register your response. "Yes..."

"What do you need to do?"

"Obey... you... always..."

Sophia is now jerking you off vigorously. "And what is that? What are you?"

You involuntarily **** your words through your moans. "I'm... your... good little... boy."

With that, you feel the pressure on your cock vanish. With the constrictions gone, your orgasm erupts. Powerful jets of cum shoot out from the tip of your dick and you moan loudly, feeling the hot semen plaster your torso, chest, and even face. Sophia continues to milk your cock for a few seconds, prolonging the most intense climax in your life. Soon she releases your softening dick and you sink into the couch, dripping with cum and sweat.