Her Perfect Pet
She was waiting for him in the pub. She didn’t know who, yet; but the right one would show up. She could feel it. He walked in while she was sipping her glass of wine. She knew he was the one, when she saw him. He wandered over to the bar and ordered a drink; he surveyed the room and let his gaze rest on her.
She smiled to herself and turned away from him ignoring him. He leaned against the bar and watched her. She let her gaze slide over him but she wouldn’t give him her attention. She wouldn’t acknowledge him in the slightest.
His interest was piqued no one had ever ignored him so easily. He was good looking and most women would flirt with him. She wondered if she should wait a bit longer or if she should allow him to join her.
She gazed at him letting her eyes warm up, and smiled at him. He watched her as she smiled at him and he was stunned at how beautiful she was and how dark her eyes were.
He started walking over to her when he noticed her getting ready to leave. He reached for her wrap to help her out; she gazed up at him and he was lost in her eyes. He lost the ability to speak, he felt himself relaxing as he continued to stare into her eyes. She continued to gaze into his eyes.
He felt like he was sinking into her eyes. Forgetting everything he didn’t move, she was watching him with a bemused smile. She took the wrap from him and put it on. He couldn’t make his body work. She took his hand and shook it. Her technique was so smooth no one noticed it; she noticed his eyes as they seemed to glaze a little. Her ring had a small dosage of the experimental drug she was working on.
She whispered for him to follow her and she sauntered out of the pub. It took him a few seconds but he turned to follow her out, he was hearing her voice echoing in his mind. He felt so relaxed. She was waiting outside for him. He had never met anyone like her before.
She was beautiful and he wanted to see if he was dreaming; nothing like this had ever happened to him, it was exciting. She looked at her watch the drug was quick acting he would follow directions without realizing what he was doing. She watched him as she slid her tongue across her bottom lip; he flushed thinking about her.
“Mmmmmm,” he moaned without realizing he had vocalized it; he wanted to taste her soft lips. His body was responding to her, he was aroused. She knew what he was thinking. He couldn’t pull his gaze away from hers. He didn’t want to. He was feeling lightheaded, dazed by this lovely woman.
He was completely captivated by her. He felt her fingers slide across his hand. His body was liquescent under her touch. She leaned closer to him her scent tantalizing him, arousing him further. He sighed. She whispered for him to follow her to her car. She turned to walk away knowing he would obey her. Her voice was still echoing in his mind, he couldn’t resist her; he couldn’t remember had had transpired in the past few minutes. He just knew he craved more of it.
She beckoned him to her, he followed. She smiled, looking at her new pet. She didn’t think anyone would remember her talking to him. She could feel his anticipation as he made his way toward her. He was a gorgeous specimen. She had plans for him. He was drawn to her; she was watching him as he walked toward her. He was already sinking into her dark eyes. He felt his resistance melt away he didn’t know what had come over him. He felt meek with her.
He was spiraling deeper. She was whispering to him, he didn’t even realize that each step toward her was sending him deeper. She opened the car door for him and helped him in. She walked around the car, got in, turned on the music and watched his eyes glaze. She had mixed the cd as part of phase 1. The drug and the music would wear down his resistance. The drive home would be long enough.
As she drove she rested her hand on his thigh. Letting him feel her touch, he was relaxing as he listened to the music. She heard him sigh he could hear her voice in his mind but he wasn’t sure if she was really talking or if he was dreaming. He felt himself relaxing even more. He let go.
She was seducing him with ease. He couldn’t resist her. Her voice was music flowing through him. She was powerful. He shivered thinking about her, he craved her. The car ride was an experience for him; he had never been so aroused and melted before. It was as if he had no will, he didn’t want to do anything except please her. The recording and the drug were strong but when you factored in his reaction to her it was potent. He was responding so well. His mind was filled only with her, her touch, voice and scent taking over.
She smiled as she pulled into her drive. He had no idea where he was, he didn’t really care either. He was on the edge of sharp desire. She wanted him to crave her; to crave what only she could give him. She escorted him to the door. He stood gazing at her; she leaned close to him and whispered for him to undress.
He started disrobing in front of her; she smiled watching him. He obeyed her without question. The cool air caressing his heated flesh, she whispered that her pet couldn’t enter with his clothes on. He heard her say that she wanted to enjoy the view. He wondered what she meant. She slid a nail down his belly and watched his body tighten. All thought left his mind as fire streaked through him.
She was a sorceress he was completely entranced by her. She pinched his nipple and heard him groan. He was so aroused, she was happy with her choice of pets. Everything was forgotten except her. She whispered for him to kneel at her feet and pick up his clothes and hand them to her. He didn’t even think about it.
He knelt and felt the urge to kiss her feet. He would wonder about that later. He wanted to stop, but he couldn’t resist her. She watched him closely, he was fighting, and she already knew he would be perfect for her. He handed her the bundle of clothing; she told him to get up and gave him his clothes to carry into the house. She kept his tie.
She smiled wickedly and tied his tie around his hard arousal; she opened the door and led him in using his tie. He sucked in a deep breath as she tugged on the tie. He was following her. He had no choice. Deep down, he didn’t want one.
She led him up the stairs and down the hall to a room. She instructed him to put his clothes in the closet neatly. He thought he heard her say that he wouldn’t need them anytime soon. He felt her tug on the tie and he forgot all about that.
He was gazing into her eyes again. He felt like he was floating. She told him to kneel again, he couldn’t help it; he did. She went to the dresser and returned to him with it in her hand. She walked behind him and placed the collar around his neck. He heard the lock snap shut and his body relaxed.
She went back to the dresser and pulled out a tray and set it on the dresser. She took the cuffs off the tray and asked for his left hand and secured the cuff to it. Then she did it to the right one. She dangled the cuffs for his ankles and told him to secure them on his ankles for her. He took the cuffs and secured them to his ankles for her. He saw her turn away again, she told him to stand up and she returned with silver chains.
He didn’t blink as she pinched one nipple and then the other. He groaned at her touch. She placed nipple clamps on them as he hissed. She whispered that it pleased her to have him wear them. He sighed in contentment as she caressed his body stimulating him. She took the tie off and put a cock ring in its place, she smiled as she attached the leash to the ring on it. She handed him the handle for his leash. She turned away to put up the tray smiling to herself. He was ready for phase 2.
Kit Masters © Written January 8, 2006;
originally posted January 9, 2006
