A high powered woman executive is hypnotized by a creepy coworker to obey his every command as he humiliates and dominates her in Mesmerized, available only on Body Swap Stories and Smashwords.
I don’t know what’s come over me. I’m suddenly fantasizing about Daniel, the office creep. He invades my dreams, making me wet and horny. I find my body obeying him, doing whatever he tells me. Pulling up my skirt and touching myself in front of him. Touching him. He has complete control over me and I dread to think how far he will go.
Note: This story does not contain any transgender elements and is purely mind control.
I kneel naked on the bed in a supplicant position, legs tucked beneath me, body bent down so my nose is pressed into the bedspread, ass facing the bedroom door. I’ve recently washed all the sheets and made the bed, so the fresh floral scent of the washing powder I bought fills my nose. My arms are outstretched gripping the sheets. My legs ache. I’ve been in this position for at least two hours waiting for Daniel to get home, ever since I finished cleaning his house. If he needs me for any help at work he’ll call me. I am – was – his boss. Until I’m needed, I remain in this position. Waiting for Daniel.
Daniel. Such a revolting little pervert. He’s got mousy features and a frat boy sense of humor. There’s a creepy vibe about him that makes me uneasy. I dwell on him a lot, thinking how much I hate his looks, his voice, his smell. His whole presence, really. Despite the revulsion, the thought of him makes me so wet. A drop of juice glides down my inner thigh as I remain in the position Daniel chose for me.
Logically, the position – both literally and figuratively – I’m in makes no sense. I gave up everything for this perverted loser I can’t stand. But I can’t get him out of my mind and here I am presenting myself as I await his return. I should stand. Leave. Go back to my fiancé. But even the thought of it makes me sick so I remain in position.
I hear the front door open and my body trembles with anticipation, heart thumping madly, a sizzle starting in my core. His footsteps come down the hall. Closer. Closer. He opens the door and sees me waiting for him, my ass in the air, pussy spread wide and dripping.
“House looks nice and clean. I approve, you dumb slut,” he barks a harsh laugh.
Dumb slut. His pet name for me. It makes me shiver with longing. God, in my mind I don’t want him near me. Don’t want him to touch me. But my traitorous body refuses to budge as I hear him come closer. A hand reaches between my thigh and grazes my pussy. Teasing me. My body lights up with electric energy at his touch. I’m sopping wet. So close to cumming that I whimper but he forbade me to enjoy any release so I wait.
I hear him sniff his hand. So disgusting. “Wow. Have you ever been so horny?” After a pause, he adds, “You can answer, Dumb Slut.”
“No,” I whisper hoarsely into the bedspread.
“What’s that?”
“No,” I say a little louder, whimpering the word, my voice cracking with need and desire.
No one has ever made me this wet. No one can do to me what Daniel does. I don’t understand his hold on me but I need it even as it repulses me.
“Didn’t think so,” he scoffs. “You ready for me to fuck your brains out?”
I’ve been ready for hours but I don’t give him the satisfaction. I don’t need to say anything, though. My ass wiggles slightly, body trembling as he touches me again and a slight moan escapes my lips. How does he do this to me?
Three weeks earlier
The CEO leans back in his chair and closes the thick file folder in front of him. “This is a really fantastic piece of work, Holly.”
“Thank you,” I reply. It’s only consumed the majority of my working life for the past six months. “I’m confident they’ll accept our offer.” I gently tuck a loose strand of my blonde hair back behind an ear.
He shoots me a smile. “Well, I’ll leave you on point for this one. Keep me in the loop and let me know when you need me to swoop in and shake hands and sign whatever and all that bullshit.”
“Will do.”
I collect my papers and walk out the door, head held high. My assistant, Stephanie, follows me out, her laptop clutched to her chest. She’s a meek, young girl, but extremely organized and capable. Just need to build up her confidence.
“Thanks for your help on that presentation, Stephanie,” I say.
“You’re welcome, Ms. Bannister.”
“What do I have next?”
Stephanie flicks through her phone. “Conference call with Mike Thomas from GCT at three.”
As we stroll to my office, Stephanie fills me in on the correspondence I need to reply to, my schedule for the next few days, and a reminder that it’s Kevin’s birthday next week but she’s already organized the cake for him. Stephanie takes a seat outside my office and I step inside and breathe a sigh of relief. There was always a chance the CEO could torpedo the whole deal but that seems less likely now.
Outside the wall of windows facing the door, the city looms below me. I take a seat behind my desk, tugging down the top of my navy power suit as it rides up slightly. It’s tricky to walk the fine line of executive dress but I think this suit does it quite nicely, slim without being too sexy such that people won’t take me seriously. It was only a few years ago I began getting them tailor-made and it’s such a relief to have something that fits comfortably over my large bust. Breast reduction surgery is in my future if I can ever manage some free time. God, it would be lovely not having to lug these huge breasts around.
I’m responding to an email when there’s a knock on my door. It’s Daniel. Ugh. I resist the urge to grimace.
“Hey, Holly, got a sec?”
“Not really,” I say, trying to return to my email.
“I’ll be quick, then.” He walks in, shutting the door behind him, and looms over my desk.
I look up at him just as his eyes flick up to my face and I know that he was just trying to stare down the top of my dress. I sit back in my chair, putting some distance between us. Not just because of his leer but because of the cheap perfume that oozes off him.
Daniel isn’t my direct report and, in fact, works several rungs below me. I first met him when we were thrown together on an IT project a few weeks ago. Now he comes into my office every now and then with another gripe, ostensibly about the project.
I didn’t like him then and I don’t like him now. He’s an arrogant show-off. A gangly young man with close-set piggy eyes, a distinct lack of chin, the kind of wispy mustache a predator would have, and a snorting laugh. His outfits are usually threadbare and ill-fitting. The other women in the office have also mentioned they get a creepy vibe from him. No one wants to be alone with him, though he’s never actually done anything bad enough to get reported.
“Daniel, I’m in the middle of something. Schedule some time with Stephanie.”
“Okay, okay, don’t get your panties in a bunch.”
I’m stunned. “What did you say to me?” My voice is ice.
He fumbles in his pocket and pulls out a small gold medallion on a chain. He holds it up in front of my face and lets it swing gently back and forth. “Just look at this.”
A high powered woman executive is hypnotized by a creepy coworker to obey his every command as he humiliates and dominates her in Mesmerized, available only on Body Swap Stories and Smashwords.