“Can you hear me Janet?” I asked as the young woman standing by my bar breathed slowly with her eyes closed.

“Yes Sir.” she replied, a slight smile coming to her lips.

She was the neighbours daughter and had been back home for a few weeks, more than enough time for my subsonic subliminal sound generator to do it’s work on her as he slept. Not only had it made her *want* to come over to use my pool in the tiniest little bikini she owned, it had implanted several trigger phrases in her mind as well.

“How long do we have this time?” I asked.

“At least three hours Sir, my parents won’t be home for at least that long.”

I stepped forward and ran my hand along the side of her face, “Good, can you repeat your mantra’s for me?”

She let out a satisfied sigh at my touch and nodded her head slightly, “Yes Sir.” she replied.

“I trust my neighbour implicitly, he only wants the best for me.”

“I love showing off my body to my neighbour, it excites me sexually.”

“I want my neighbour to touch every inch of my body, it is his right to do so.”

“I want to serve my neighbour, I aspire to belong to him.”

I watched goosebumps form over her body and then disappear as she spoke the last of the mantra’s I’d sent her.

I moved my hands down to her top and pushed it to the sides, exposing her hard nipples, then took them between my fingers and rolled them around. Janet let out a gasp and a moan, but kept her eyes firmly closed.

After a few moments I moved my hands down to her hips and swiveled her around to face the bar, then pulled her back a bit and gently pushed her forward so she bent at the waist and took hold of the bar with her hands.

I simply pushed her bikini bottom to the side to expose her pussy and dropped my own swim trunks before pushing up against it.

“Repeat your mantras Janet.” I said and pushed into her.

“Ah! I trust my neighbour implicitly, he only wants the best for me.” she said as I stroked in.

“Oh! I love showing off my body to my neighbour, it excites me sexually.” she said as I pulled out.

“Yes! I want my neighbour to touch every inch of my body, it is his right to do so.” she said as I pushed back in

“Mmmmmm… I want to serve my neighbour, I aspire to belong to him.” she said as I pulled back out.

It was hard work, in and out, but it would be worth it. Each stroke re-enforced the mantras. Even if it would wipe be out for the rest of the day, at least it would only be three hours… yesterday they had been gone for five.

I chuckled and shook my head… it was a small sacrifice for the reward when Janet was my devoted trophy wife, and the perfect revenge against the neighbours that had made my little piece of heaven such a nightmare for the last three years since they’d moved in.

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