Rebecca, Do My Bidding CH2

Rebecca, Do My Bidding CH2

Sitting in my office and waiting for Rebecca to show up was agony in the most brutal definition of the word. The minutes seemed to crawl by at a snail’s pace, making me more and more nervous with each passing second. All evening I could not get what had happened with Rebecca out of my mind. The ease at which she succumbed to the suggestions was mind boggling. And it had all happened by accident! Now, what was the morning going to hold for me? Would the police and an angry husband show up at my office door only to haul me away, or would Rebecca come in as she had done countless times before? I was just about to get up to get a cup of coffee when Rebecca stepped into my office.

“Good morning,” she said in her most cheerful tone. She was wearing a very nice two piece business suit comprised of a dark blue blazer and matching skirt with black high heels and a white blouse, but notably no hose. She looked sharp. Immediately she went over to my spare office chair and sat down with her legs wide apart, revealing her furry pussy to me.

“Good morning Rebecca. Did you have a pleasant evening?” I asked while looking directly up her skirt.

“Mmmm yea,” she responded while taking a sip of her coffee. “It was pretty good.”

“Scooterfish,” I said very plainly while watching her expression. Just as yesterday she immediately froze in place and looked blankly out into the dead space in front of her. “So tell me,” I said as I continued on the topic, “What was so nice about your evening?”

“Mike fucked me really hard for almost an hour last night,” she said in a very plain voice.

“Really? So I take it that you really enjoyed it?” I queried.

“Oh yea,” was her response as her nipples began to poke out against the material of her blouse. “He fucked my pussy good. My hips are actually a little sore this morning from having had my legs spread open for so long.”

I looked at her slender waist and could only imagine the sight of her lying beneath me while I drove home the bacon. “Yea, but it was worth it, right? I mean, you did have several orgasms?”

A little smile crossed her lips when she replied, “Oh yea.”

Excellent! Nothing had alerted anyone to the face that she had been hypnotized, or that she was following a few post hypnotic suggestions. Now it was time for some real programming. I sat up in my chair and asked her straight out, “What did you bring with you to plug your pussy after we fuck?”

Reaching into her pocket she stated, “I brought a golf ball.” With that said she extended her hand to display a bright yellow golf ball that looked to be brand new.

“Nice choice,” I said as I stood up and stepped over to my office door. “I gather you have used it before?”

“Yes I have,” she stated as the ball rolled around in her hand. “Mike bought this especially for me. I use it every time we go to the movie.”

I took a quick look around before I pushed the door closed and locked it. “Stand up,” I commanded as I spun around while unzipping my slacks. Rebecca stood up as instructed and just stood there looking out into blank space. “Put your coffee and the golf ball on my desk and bend over.” She responded exactly as instructed, placing her coffee cup on a clear spot on my desk followed by the golf ball. She then bent over at her waist. “Hang on to my desk and spread your feet apart,” I instructed as I stepped up behind her and lifted her skirt up out of the way, revealing her tight white ass. “From now on you will know this as the position,” I stated as I stepped up behind her.

When she was set I pushed my cock up into her, finding her pussy already soaking wet and easily accessible. I wasted no time at all and began fucking her really hard, almost to the point of lifting her feet off the ground with each stroke. With each thrust forward I pulled back on her hips, causing my cock to reach as far into her as possible on every stroke.

“So what is your schedule like today,” was my question to her while I continued at my steady pace.

“I have a meeting at 9 and another one right after lunch,” she replied.

“Ok,” I said as I hammered away into her. “After your 9 o’clock meeting is over, and you have completed the tasks associated with it, you will go to the ladies room with a bottle of water.