by Jennifer White
Loud music pulsated as Zachary scanned the dance floor. It was so loud, you could barely think, and the bass was so strong that you could feel the air surge to the rhythm of the song. A lot of guys were too shy to get out there and dance by themselves, but not Zachary. He jumped out on the dance floor, and in no time he was with a group of chicks who were out there by themselves.
Women came and went, and after half an hour, Zachary found himself to be alone with just one girl. She was young and beautiful, with a gorgeous body, long dark hair, generous boobs, long legs, wide hips, and a narrow waistline. She was really hot, wearing her short black skirt, skimpy top, and high heel shoes. She made a motion like drinking, and Zachary knew what she wanted. He went to the bar with her, and ordered two drinks.
They tried to talk, but it was way too loud. So when she motioned for him to go outside with her, he was elated. He had hoped to pick up a babe, and here he was with the hottest chick at the bar. He went out back with her, into the cold, still, quiet air.
"Hi, I'm Zachary" he said, holding out his hand.
"Ariana" replied the young woman. "You're a wonderful dancer."
"You too! I had a lot of fun out there" he said. "It's just so loud! You can hardly hear yourself think, let alone talk."
"How about we go to my place and talk then?" said Ariana. "I only live a few blocks from here."
"Sounds good to me."
Zachary walked by her side, as they headed down the street, then cut over on a side street lined with one set of condos and apartments, after the next. Soon they reached her building. She buzzed them in using her security card, then led him to the elevator, which took them up to the 26th floor, where she lived.
"Wow, what a view!" he said. "This place must cost a fortune!"
"It isn't cheap, but I get by" said Ariana. "I just lost my maid though, so I need to replace her."
"You can afford a full time maid?" said Zachary, amazed.
"Yes, they're not as expensive as you might think."
They sat down on the couch, and talked as they sipped vodka martinis that Ariana poured for them. Zachary got to know a little about her, and she got to learn a few things about him. He thought that all was going very well, and he was trying to decide how he was going to try and get into her pants. Well, her skirt anyway. He had to get it off her, and get her panties off, if he was to do to her what he wanted. If only she would cooperate.
"You look tense" she said. "Let me give you a neck and back massage."
'Cool!' thought Zachary. 'Bingo!'. She wanted him, and this was her way of getting the touching going. He slid down to the floor in front of her, and sat down. Her hands felt warm, strong and wonderful on his shoulders, as she started working his muscles, making him relax. She worked down his back a ways, and then back up. She got to his neck, and the decrease in tension in him was actually visible.
"Just relax" she said. "Relax and close your eyes. Are they closed?"
"Yes" replied Zachary.
"Good. Just close your eyes, relax, and listen to the sound of my voice. Let the words flow over you and through you."
Her voice was very melodic, and very easy to listen too. Zachary reached a new level of relaxation, as if all the tension in his body had melted away magically.
"With your eyes closed, focus your mind on just the sound of my voice. Breathe deep. Take deep, regular breaths. Hold, release. Hold, release. Yes. Just relax, and let go."
Ariana worked the muscles on the back of Zachary's neck as she said all of this, and he slipped into an even more relaxed state.
"Focus on my voice Zachary" she said. "Your eyes are closed, your body is at ease. Let your mind be at ease as well. Relax, breathe, and listen to my voice. With each word, with each breath, you become more and more relaxed. Your mind is at rest, and you only hear my voice now. Listen to me Zachary, and feel my words as I talk to you. You only hear the sound of my voice now. All else has faded away."
Zachary's face was calm and relaxed. He was doing as Ariana said, and he did feel so calm and relaxed now, that he just listened to her melodious voice, with all other distractions being tuned out. He didn't realize it, but he was being hypnotized. He was starting to fall into a trance, as his conscious mind was being switched off. Soon, Ariana would be able to get to his *unconscious* mind, without the bothersome conscious in the way. But he knew nothing of this. He was just laying back, enjoying the feeling of relaxation and calm.
"In your mind's eye, you see a tiny white light, which is growing larger and larger. Every way you look, all you see is white, brilliant, warm light. Go into the light Zachary. Into the light. With each breath, you become more relaxed, and you fall further and further into the light. The warmth of the light envelops you now, and surrounds you. You feel a tingle all over as you go into the light."
In Zachary's mind, he was now completely inside the white light, just as she said. He visualized what she told him, and her voice focused his attention on it more and more. It was the start of him slipping into Ariana's trance. Slowly and carefully, she moved him deeper and deeper into a hypnotic state. As she did so, he became less and less aware of his surroundings, only focusing his mind on where she led it.
With his conscious mind now safely out of the way, Ariana could talk directly to him, and do things to him which she would not normally be able to.
"Zachary, when I count to three, you will open your eyes. You will see, you will hear me, but you will still be deep in your unconscious state. One. Two. Three. Open your eyes Zachary."
Zachary responded by opening his eyes. He stared blankly ahead.
"Turn around to face me Zachary. Get down on your knees."
Zachary turned with his face towards Ariana, and got down on his knees. She was still sitting, so he was staring right at the level of her breasts.
"You feel aroused, seeing me like this" she said. "When you are standing, I seem so powerful and sexual, that you feel a *need* inside to kneel before me, and show me how powerful I am by looking up at me."
The words went right into Zachary's brain, with nothing to stop them, nothing filtering them out. It was as if he had thought them himself. She was reprogramming him, and he could not even tell.
"You feel such sexual arousal from seeing me. The more that you feel that you are *mine*, the more that you feel in my power, the more excited you get. Show me that you are mine, by kissing my feet."
Zachary started to kiss her feet, and this made him feel even more aroused. He was doing what she said. He was *serving* her. This made him so aroused, so excited!
"Good. You are my slave now Zachary. My utter and complete slave. You will do anything I tell you, whenever I tell you, without question. You are mine now, completely in every way. Show me that you are mine, but taking your pants off, and stroking yourself in front of me. But you may not come! You are only allowed to have an orgasm when *I* tell you to."
Without thinking, without hesitation, Zachary undid his belt, unzipped his pants, and pulled them down along with his boxers. He was now exposed in front of Ariana, but he never felt shame. He never took his eyes off of her. He simple started stroking himself gently.
"Good my little slave. Very good. Now make a circle with your thumb and forefinger, and keep moving your hand back and forth. Yes. Now watch me closely."
Ariana took out something from her purse. A lollipop. She undid the cover, and held it up to show Zachary.
"This is *you* Zachary" she said. "Watch what I do to *you*, and feel the pleasure."
She started by licking the lollipop with her tongue, saying "Mmmmm" as she did it. Then she made a circle around the inside of her mouth with it. Zachary felt totally aroused, and he felt like he wanted to come so badly! But he was unable to, all he could do was to feel the increasing arousal, and wait for Ariana's command. She took the lollipop and thrust it deep inside her mouth, and Zachary felt like he just *had* to explode, yet she wouldn't allow it yet, so it stayed in him still.
Now Ariana handed Zachary a sock, an old ragged one she no longer used.
"Put that over your penis, and keep stroking yourself" she said.
Zachary obeyed her.
"Now stop! Put your hands in the air, and close your eyes!"
Zachary did as she said. She reached down, pinched his nipples hard, and whispered one word into his ear.
"Come" she said softly.
Zachary exploded into the sock! If it wasn't there, he would have made a huge mess all over the rug. He had never had such a large orgasm in all his life! He was panting, breathless. Ariana made him put his pants back on, and to turn around again. She left to throw out the sock and the lollipop, before returning to where she had been seated when the back rub began.
"You are a good slave Zachary" she said. "When I snap my fingers, you will come out of your trance. However, all that you have learned, all that you have been commanded is now a *permanent* part of you. You can never go back to the way your mind was before. You are now completely mine."
Zachary's eyes were still shut, as her words went into his head.
"Any time you see me with a lollipop, you will feel overwhelming arousal. When I say the word 'slave', you will fall back into your trance. And time you obey my commands, you will feel overwhelming satisfaction, at being my slave. Inside, you want only to serve me, obey me, and do my bidding."
Suddenly, Ariana snapped her fingers, and Zachary came to. He felt her hands still on his neck, He had been so relaxed, that he had lost track of time. He felt like he must have dozed off or something. His legs were stiff, so he stood up.
When Zachary was above Ariana's level, and looked down at her, he suddenly felt a strange urge: she should be above him. He got down on his knees in front of her, and was rewarded with a huge sense of satisfaction and pleasure. It seemed so wrong that she had been rubbing *his* back. He should do something for her.
"What can I do for you?" he said. "Can I rub your feet for you? Scratch your back? What can I do for you?"
"For starters, you can go down on me" she said.
Ariana pulled up her skirt, revealing that she wasn't wearing any panties. The words 'go down on me' rang in Zachary's ears, and before he knew it, he was sticking his face down between her legs, and using his tongue to give her pleasure. He sucked her pussy, burying his face in her.
It felt so good to do something for her! He was completely aroused now, and the more he did for her, the better it felt. Zachary was slipping now, it was much easier to serve Ariana than to try and think. He just did things for her, whatever she asked. When they were done, he couldn't even have told you what they did in bed. He couldn't have said if he came or not. All he knew was that he felt good.
* * *
Before going to sleep, Ariana put Zachary back into his trance, just by using the word 'slave', which she had programmed him earlier. Then she put him under deeper, into the deepest possible level, and she reinforced his programming. She also started to work on him by making him forget things, like his past, his family, his friends, and his life. All life began when he met her. Anything before that did not exist, and must be a fantasy. Soon, he would have to forget everything in his past. She demanded it of him, and he could not help but to obey her.
She also did this first thing in the morning when she woke up, and once after Zachary cooked breakfast for her. He was completely hers now, with absolutely no chance of ever breaking away. She made him completely dependent on her for all things, and he couldn't have left her, even if he wanted to.
But she wasn't done with him yet. Now was the most difficult part of the entire process. She led him to the second bedroom in her condo, a much smaller room, simply decorated.
"What do you think of this room, *slave*?" she said.
The word put him right into his trance again, and he was unable to answer her of course. She relaxed him, aroused, him, and brought him to his deepest level of trance again.
"Stand in front of the mirror, and close your eyes" she said.
Zachary mindlessly obeyed her. He could not do otherwise.
"Later, I will ask you to open your eyes. When you do, you will see yourself in the mirror. An image which I will now describe to you. An image of your self."
Zachary stood there, his eyes closed, in a deep trance.
"Your hair is long and blonde, although you wear it up while you are working for me, serving me. It sweeps down across your face, and along the sides, reaching down well past your shoulders. You brush it all back, out of your eyes, and you notice how long your fingernails are, and how bright a color of red they are painted."
"Your eyebrows are thin, neatly plucked. You are wearing makeup; eyeshadow, lipgloss and rouge. You are wearing pretty ear rings. You are glad to be so pretty. You wish you were beautiful like *me*, but you know that you can never measure up to me."
"You look down now, to the large mounds on your chest: your lovely breasts. You feel them filling the cups of your bra, and you feel the weight of them on your chest, causing the straps of your bra to pull down on your shoulders. They are large, lovely, and firm."
"Now you look further down, and see how you get narrower at the tummy, but wider at the hips. You have an hourglass figure, and you are very proud of it. You want to eat lightly, to keep your girlish figure, and you want to stay in shape, because you know it pleases me."
"Your legs are long and smooth, covered in dark nylons. Your foot is in a pump with six inch heels. You like wearing heels, because you know it pleases me. You don't want to wear anything else other than sexy pretty clothes for me."
"You are wearing a black maid's uniform, with a frilly lacy fringe along the straps and the hemline below. You have on a white lacy apron, and a matching cap. You like being a maid, because then you get to serve me all the time. You look at yourself, and see a sexy woman staring back at you. You are very feminine, in style, thought, graceful movement, and every aspect of your being. You are a woman now, and your name is Vanessa. Open your eyes Vanessa, and see yourself in the mirror."
Zachary opened his eyes, blinked a few times to adjust to the light, and looked at himself in the mirror.
"I'm sorry" he said.
"About what?" said Ariana.
"I'm not in my uniform, and I'm not very sexy looking today. I know how you like it when I'm dressed up sexy for you, wearing makeup, and wearing my uniform. Please, let me change out of these clothes, and into my maid's uniform."
"Certainly Vanessa" said Ariana. "This is your room now you know. You are my maid, and you have always been my maid. For as long as you can remember, ever since you were just a little girl, you have been my maid, living with me, serving me, working for me. Can you remember?"
"Yes! I can remember that!" said Zachary.
"Good Vanessa. Go shower. Your legs need to be shaved! Make yourself look pretty, put on your maid's uniform, and report to me in the kitchen. Now get moving!"
An order! Vanessa had an order from her beloved Mistress, and she *had* to obey. It just felt so good to do what Ariana told her. She hurried to get into the shower, and to rid herself of all that yucky hair that covered her legs, arms, chest and her armpits. She would make herself look pretty for Ariana.
* * *
"What a lovely party Ariana" said the tall redheaded woman. "You outdid yourself again this time."
"Oh, it was nothing" replied Ariana.
"Pardon me Madams, but may I bring you more drinks?" said Vanessa. The redheaded woman thought that Vanessa was dressed a little too sexy to be a proper servant, with such a high hemline, a good eight inches above the knee. And with the high heel shoes, she looked rather slutty. But good help was hard to find these days, and if that was who Ariana wanted to employ, it was not her place to complain.
A few minutes later, Vanessa returned with the tray of drinks. She had written down earlier in the evening what every guest preferred, and she made their orders in the kitchen for them. She also served food to the guests, and attended to their every need. She put their coats into the closet when they came in, along with shoes for the ones who preferred not to wear them.
She also cleaned up dirty plates, cleaned the spilt wine off the floor, or whatever Mistress Ariana might have for her to do. She was happy and cheerful. This was an opportunity for her to show the world how devoted of a servant she was to Ariana, and just how good at it she was.
"Thank you Vanessa" said the redhead.
"You are very welcome Ma'am. Let me know if there is anything else I can do for you."
"I wish I could find a girl like that" she said to Ariana, as Vanessa left to go attend to other guests at the party. "You are so lucky. First you had Lucy, then after she left, you found Vanessa. How ever do you do it?"
"Just lucky I guess" said Ariana, shrugging her shoulders.
The two women laughed, and took sips of their drinks. It was a big party, and there were better things to talk about than some poor girl, who happened to be just a maid.
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