I watched Sally whisk the duster in the air without actually touching the wall and smiled.
It wasn’t surprising, she currently wasn’t actually conscious, she was still deep in the hypnotic trace that I’d placed her in earlier in the day.
She was also still wearing the sexy maid’s outfit I’d had her change into and was going through the motions of the commands I’d given her.
I’d move her to another spot shortly, perhaps the living room, or maybe the kitchen, and let her continued the repetitive actions that were worming their way deeper and deeper into her mind.
Eventually, with enough repetitions, it would bubble up into her concious thoughts and then the real fun could begin.
Sally, my girlfriend of three years, had been cheating on me for the last six months. I’d planned on proposing to her soon, though that was obviously off the table now.
I’d found out mostly by accident a few weeks ago, we’d had an active sex life for our entire relationship, both of us exploring our kinks and desires with each other. For her it was wanting to be dominate and in charge, for me it was hypnosis.
It had been my turn in the bedroom, I’d put her under, and gotten her to talk about her most daring sexual escapade. When she said sucking a guy off in public last week, well, things had come undone pretty quickly.
She still didn’t know that I knew, and I might never tell her.
Instead she’d already broken it off with her boyfriend, thinking she’d had her fun but it was time to move on.
All my suggestion from having her deep in a trance of course.
The sexy maid routine was to get her ready for my end goal.
She wasn’t going to be my wife, but that didn’t mean I wanted her to go off and be happy with someone else. As such, my plan was simple, make her into my live in maid.
In a few more weeks she’d start cleaning the house on her own, I currently paid for a maid service. A few weeks after that she’d be doing it in the sexy outfit she was wearing now.
At some point she’d stop thinking of herself as my girlfriend, and instead as my maid. Staff, the hired help, my subordinate.
I had an in-law suite in the basement that the house had come with, I’d have her move in there and get her settled into her new routine. Get up early to make me breakfast, clean the house in the morning while I was at work, go to the gym and salon after lunch, have diner ready for when I arrived home, and then give me a nice passionate blowjob while I ate.
The rest of the night would be whatever else I wanted to do. Her bedroom would be little more than a sex dungeon, certainly not where she would spend her nights if I wasn’t there as well. Instead she’d have a small bed tucked away in the closet of her bedroom where she could watch her porn and learn new ways to entertain me.
Her hand fell to her side as she completed the last repetition of the dusting that I’d ordered her to do and I stood up straight, “Good girl Sally. Very good. Now, stand up and let’s go into the… kitchen.” I said with a smile.
“…yes sir… go into… the kitchen…” she replied in a dreamy far away voice.
She struggled to get up, the towering heels making it hard for her to keep her balance in the trance, but she managed and then took a step towards the kitchen, her ass swaying nicely as I followed her there.
A few minutes later she was standing in front of the sink, holding a towel, and imagining herself drying dishes.
I felt my phone buzz in my pocket and pulled it out, a new notification waiting of me from the dating site.
It seemed like I’d matched with someone, and checking her profile, she seemed quite nice. A few years younger than Sally, but still a blonde, and by the looks of her interests, many of the same as my own.
I matched back with her and sent a quick message to introduce myself, I’d have to take it a little slow as Sally still had a few weeks before she transitioned into the in-law suite, but I doubted that would be an issue.
A continued to watch Sally repeat her motions, looked down at the possibilities for the future on my phone, and smiled.
