your lesbian best friend

“Alright, if my wish is your command, stand up and kiss me.”

Steven knew Eliza would never. They’d been friends for years and, while he’d had a crush on her back in high school, when she came out he’d been nothing but supportive. What else could he have done? So it was a shock to see the petite, blonde stand up from the chair she’d been sitting in and plant a kiss on his lips.

“Your wish is my command.”

Steven looked at her with a mix of horror and concern. He knew she committed to the bit, but this was excessive even for her.

“Show me your tits.”

Eliza immediately began unbuttoning her blouse to reveal her modest B-cup breasts to her long-time friend. Tentatively, he reached out to touch them, but was swatted away. Eliza’s thousand-yard stare was still firmly affixed to her face, but some part of her was still there.

“You will let me touch you.”

“Yes master.”

Her hands fell to her sides. He reached out at her chest again and found no resistance as he gently cupped her warm breast in his hand.

“You’ll remember none of this when you wake up.”

“Yes master.”

Steven wasn’t sure how well that would work, but it was definitely worth hedging his bets. Eliza calling him master was definitely doing something for him. He felt the blood start to rush to his cock the more her soft voice assented to his commands. He looked down at the computer and scrolled back up, careful not to look into the swirling vortex that had apparently hypnotized his best friend. He wanted to see if there was a way to wake up his friend or to bring her back into this trance if needed.