Not into vampires

Time to get the truth out of Bella as she sat on the sofa, but first I decide to compel her to remain on the sofa, just in case she decided to leave. She was not kept there against her will; she just would not want to leave. I sat in my recliner to start the interrogation.

Bella started “I had a bad day yesterday after I left. I was exhilarated at first and then when we out on patrol I felt a bit strange. My partner was making all the decisions about to handle situations. Like when we found 2 girls on the street drunk out the heads yelling everywhere, he wanted to get the in the squad car whereas I just wanted to calm them down. So he was a bit rough and they did their usual comments about us being in real trouble when the friends found out. But it is all talk and I just blurted out ‘Be good little girls, stay quiet or I’ll fucking slap you”. At the same I wanted to be handcuffed in the back, but my reaction was just me over-reacting to those urges, just like I was fighting myself. I was over aggressive all evening. My partner put it down to stress and sent me home early.”
“Wow, poor you. What could have caused that? Any idea?”
“Part of my brain wanted to keep a secret, but I did not know exactly what it was? And no, it wasn’t our fuck.”
No, she was dealing with the fact that she was a sub anyway who had been told to act submissive, which was bad for her job and of course she had more or less been ordered not to show it.
“So why did you come back tonight?”
“A combination of you telling me and a tremendous fuck.”

I was new this game but my partner was not. “Look, TD, before she leaves we have to somehow give her the idea to return but allow her to act as normal without actually telling her to do it. You think about it!”
“I warned you this is tricky but I am not going in her head during sex again. It’s like you’re giving her free will again, when you should be giving her free willy, ta da!”
“What, oh, ha bloody ha. This is serious. Work on it.”

Back to Bella. “So you want to some more of old Ben’s cock”
“God yes. It felt better than anything I’ve felt before.”
“Tell me about your fetishes.”
“Vampires” Yes we already knew about that one “Being abused, piercing, being struck and I mean hard, belts and whips and shit”
“Not actual shit?”
“Yes” Ermm “Not actual shit” Being truthful, the correct answer was “Yes” but I was taken aback for a second.
“All this whilst being shackled, preferably in a dungeon. I love those fucking handcuffs.”
“Yes I see”

That was enough chit-chat. Truth compulsion off. Fuck compulsion on, although seeing as she was here, she probably didn’t need it. She squirmed on the seat and pulled her jeans off.
“You are to follow where I lead and assume and position I tell you.” I held her and. Sofa compulsion off and up she gets. I was a shame she was following me because I did not get to see her pantied arse wiggle up the stairs. Into the bedroom, where I had laid out the uniform like a hotel professional.
“What’s this? This is like my job. What do you want?”
“First of all, don’t speak unless I ask you to and second the new uniform is about as sexy as the new nurse’s outfit.”