
"Walking home Sam?" David asked as he pulled out of the Dayton High
parking lot.

Samantha looked up, turning her big green eyes to look at David Bloomfeld.
"Yeah. My mom couldn't pick me up today."

"You want a ride?" David would have made the same offer to anyone. He was
an affable sort who liked giving more than receiving, but in this case he
had some extra motivation. Samantha Brown was easily the most attractive
woman he had ever seen, in real life on on a screen. Her breathtaking face
would have made her model material alone, but it paled in comparison to her
body. The young runner possessed a sprinters firm musculature, though
her hips were too wide and her breasts to big for her to be world class.
Still, her raw athleticism made up for it and she had won states
a few weeks before despite her her EE-cup breasts.

Samantha's face split into a grin, "Thanks! It would have been like a 40
minute walk."

"No problem," said David, leaning over to push open the passenger side door.
He could not help but stair at Samantha's smooth legs as she got into the
car. She had just finished a workout, and the tiny spandex shorts she had on
did little to hide her incredible legs. With an effort of will David managed
to bring his gaze away from Samantha's legs. He had no sooner done that,
than he noticed the bulge of her breasts. Even though Sam was just a freshman,
she was the bustiest girl in the school, and David was shocked by the size
of them up close.

Samantha noticed the way that David was staring at her. Guys did that a lot,
especially when she was not wearing very much, like right now. Of course even
when she wore loose clothing they tended to stare at her face. Depending on her
mood it left her flattered or annoyed. In this case she did not mind. David was
the star striker on the hockey team, and he had the well muscled body to match.
More importantly though, he was kind. He was always finding people on the
social edge and bringing them into the fold. Samantha had seen him turn a shy
goth girl into the life of the party with a few gentle words.

She let his eyes linger on her breasts for a moment longer. When she realized
he was not going to stop she cleared her throat, "Hey David."

David's world had narrowed to himself and Samantha's perfect body. His
attention was so perfectly focused on her breasts that he had room for
nothing else in his mind. As he stared, he came to realize how unworthy
of Samantha's presence he was. Even though she was shorter than him,
it felt like he was a tiny boy sitting before a goddess of femininity.
He felt an overwhelming drive to submit to her, to allow her to take
complete control of him.

She had expected him to shake his head and redden with embarrassment. Sam
had plenty of experience with people who had been caught staring. Instead
he responded slowly, "Yes Mistress?"

Samantha froze. What had he called her? She must have misheard, "What
did you just call me David?"

He continued to stare placidly at her body, "Mistress."

Sam felt her nipples stiffen. She had been fascinated with the idea of
sexually dominating a man ever since she hit puberty. When that man
was someone like David, the idea became even more appealing.
"Why did you call me that?" She asked.

Apparently it was obvious to David, "You are perfect."

Samantha chewed one of her plump lips. This was like one of her fantasies.
"David, do you want to be my slave?"

He nodded.

Samantha felt her pulse quicken, "David, I want you to drive back into
the parking lot and park."

He smiled, "Ok." He had to look away from Samantha in order to drive,
but it did not seem to effect his state of mind. David was in this
sort of trance-state now, but Samantha was not sure it would last.
Many of her fantasies revolved around hypnotism, and she hoped
that she could hypnotize David to make him her permanent pet.
Of course real hypnotism could not cause anyone to do anything
they did not want to do, but in this case David seemed to want to
be her slave.

When they stopped Samantha said, "Uuuummm, ok. I want you to look at me."
She tried to remember what she had read about hypnotism.

David looked at Samantha sitting next to him in all her splendor. Her
fiery hair was tied in a tight braid thicker than his wrist. It hung
down her shoulder and over the shelf of her breasts, stopping an inch
above her lap. Her chest cast a shadow over her pale belly, but David
could still make out her belly button and the faint outline of ab muscles.
Her long, powerful legs were crossed elegantly.

"Thaaats it. Look at my body. See how big my breasts are. Every second
you look at me you are getting more and more relaxed." Samantha thought
that she should be holding a pendant or something for David to focus on.
After a moments hesitation she pulled off her outer sports bra. In order
to keep her unruly assets in check she wore two bras when working out.

David gasped a little when Sam took off her outer bra. The single pink
bra she had on had fit her perfectly two sizes ago, but now it revealed
a couple inches of cleavage. The tops of her breasts spilled out of the
DD garment a little. Samantha smiled at the look on David's face, "Watch
how my breasts sway back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth."
She crooned rocking her body. "Focus on the sound of my voice. Every word
I speak makes you more relaxed, more submissive. Breath with me. In aaannnd
out, in aaaannnnd out. Just relax and stare at my big, soft boobs." Samantha
pulled the second sports bra over her head, revealing her breasts in all their
teardrop shaped perfection.

"Look at my perfect breasts. Watch as they sway back and forth. Gently now.
Relax into my voice. I'm going to count down backwards from ten, and when
I finish you will be totally relaxed, totally submissive to me and my perfect
breasts."

"Ten... You eyes are feeling so very heavy, but you are going to keep
watching as my breasts sway gently back and forth."

"Nine... Your arousal is building now. I'm a sex goddess. You're in love
with every part of me."

"Eight... You are falling into my big, green eyes. You can feel your mind
being swallowed up. You are happy to give it up."

"Seven... Relax into your seat. Feel you will wash away."

"Six... Breath... I'm the sexiest woman on the earth. You would do
anything for the chance to kiss my feet."

"Five... You are so relaxed now. You want nothing more than to submit to
me."

"Four... With every breath you take you are getting more relaxed, more docile,
more submissive."

"Three... You feel so lucky to be in the same car as me. My presence is a
privilege that you don't deserve."

"Two... You are almost completely relaxed now. There is hardly a scrap of will
left in your body."

"One... You are mine now. Totally and completely. I own you down to the tiniest
fiber of your being."

Samantha looked at David's tranquil face. "David, your hands are handcuffed to
the steering wheel. Do you want to jerk off?"

David nodded, "Yes please."

Samantha smiled, "You may."

David reached for his throbbing cock, but his hands jerked up short, as if
stopped by some invisible force. Samantha grinned to herself, "Stop David."
So it had really worked.

"David, I'm the sexiest woman who has ever lived, right?"

"Yes."

"You want me more than anything else in the world, right?"

"Yes."

"You would do anything for the chance to lick my foot, right?"

"Yes."

"David, do you want me to own you? To control you in every way?"

He nodded, "Yes."

She smiled, "David, you want me very much, don't you?"

He nodded.

"David, do you have a condom?"

"In the glove compartment, Mistress." He said

Samantha opened up the glove compartment and pulled out the box of
condoms. She handed one to David, "Get out of the car and go to
the back seat. Then put this on. You may not cum without my permission."

When they were in the back seat Samantha commanded the older boy
to take her. He was silent, but he seemed hesitant to plunge his
large cock into Samantha's virginal pussy.

Finally Samantha got fed up with his dallying, "Fuck me, slave." She
commanded. David immediately thrust his 9" cock into her. Samantha
gasped at the shock of pain and pleasure as her hymen broke under
the onslaught. "A-Again. Harder." She said. David was only to
happy to oblige. Soon he was pumping away. Every thrust sent
a quake through Samantha's breasts, and after thirty seconds
she was crashing into her first orgasm. She had been blessed
with extreme sensitivity in addition to her incredible beauty.

David was pressed up against the brink of orgasm from the
moment his cock entered Samantha, but his Mistress's command
prevented his rock hard cock from spurting. He thrust into
the shuddering red head for fifteen minutes before she decided
that she had had enough pleasure for the moment. "Stop slave."
She said.

David stopped thrusting, but he left his dick hilt deep in
Samantha's tight pussy. "David, I own you completely, right?"

He looked at her in adoration, "Yes."

"Then listen and obey. I want you to gather up all your individuality,
all your will power, your soul. I want you to place it all in your
balls. Nod when you are finished." As she spoke Samantha's pussy
started to massage David's dick. Her inner muscles were apparently
as powerful as the rest of her athletic frame. David had thought
he wanted to cum before, but it was nothing compared to how he
felt now.

After a moment David nodded.

"Listen to me David. When you cum, you are going to give me all
of that. I already own you completely, but you will cease to be
a separate person then. You will become simply a thing. A possession
of Mistress Samantha's. Do you understand?" Samantha kept squeezing
David's cock in rippling motions from the base to the tip..

"Yes Mistress." David said.

Samantha smiled, "Good. Beg me for the right to cum."

"Please let me cum, Mistress." David said. Samantha just looked
at him. "P-Please. I want to cum more than anything. You are
the perfect woman. I don't deserve to be on the same continent
as you, much less in the same room. Even though I am not worthy,
I beg you to take pity on your pathetic servant and allow me
to cum. P-Please, I can't stand another moment of your perfection,
Mistress."

Samantha stared at David for a few more moments, using her pussy
to drive him to greater desperation. Finally, when he started
to cry softly, she said, "You may cum, slave."

David's eyes rolled back in his head and his body went completely
rigid. He hardly seemed to move, except for his vibrating hips.
When it was over, he slumped, senseless, on top of Samantha.
She sighed happily, and eased her way off of his still-hard
dick.

Ten minutes later they were both dressed and sitting in the
front of the car again. Samantha loved the effect her body had on men, but this
was so much better than causing some poor guy to loose his train of
thought. She had read that it was important to reinforce hypnotism,
so she decided to give David some more commands,
"Repeat after me, 'I am a worm not even worthy of Mistress
Samantha's notice. It is an honor and a privilege that she is even
aware of me. I am so thankful that she allows me to be her possession."

David repeated the phrase, as if it was burned into his memory.

"I want you to recite that one hundred times every night, and
every night I want you to masturbate to me. Every time you cum
with the image of my body in your mind, your soul will belong to
me even more. Every time you see any part of me, but especially
my breasts, you will find yourself slipping further and further
into my control."

"Any time I say the word, 'slave,' you will return to this state.
Now when I snap my fingers you will return to normal and drive
me home. You won't remember any of this, but you will still consider
me your owner. You will think that I don't know that I am your owner,
so you won't mention it, but you will know. You will long for the
opportunity to tell me how you feel, but you won't unless I ask.
You will seek out opportunities to serve and obey me without being
too obvious."

*snap*

"So where is your house?" David asked the girl he considered his
Mistress. Of course she could never know he felt that way, but he
was glad of this small opportunity to serve her.

Samantha smiled at him and told him the address.

