Subliminated

By Billy_Ray77

“Power tends to corrupt, and absolute power corrupts absolutely.”

- Lord Acton

“What goes around, comes around.”

- unknown

I have heard of people ‘snapping’ before but never really understood it—until now.

Perhaps I should begin by telling you a little about myself. My name is Dan Smith (Yeah—right). I am 38 years old. I stand 6′ 2″ and weigh about 225 pounds. I am in pretty good shape, my job is very physical and I work out regularly so I can keep up with the young guys on the job site.

I am lead carpenter on a framing crew. I started construction right out of high school and I used to like it, but for the past few years all we have been doing is cookie cutter condos. Takes all the challenge and fun out of it. Lately it has really begun to suck.

I didn’t have to be a blue-collar type, at least at one point I could have avoided it. I had brains; most of my hobbies were pretty cerebral. I could do crossword puzzles pretty fast and I had tried a few college classes and had aced them. I loved computers and did a lot of independent research on the Internet.

Simple fact is—had I applied myself even a little bit back in my teens and early twenties I would be a whole lot better off now. But, back then the only things that mattered were parties and pussy.

That is until Melanie had come along. She is simply the most beautiful woman I have ever seen (then and now) and she is the love of my life. Standing about 5′ 4″ she weighs in at 100 pounds (but don’t tell her I told you) with long golden blond hair and intense blue eyes. Her breasts aren’t huge, but ‘C’ cup tits on her lithe frame are plenty big.

We have been married for just over fifteen years but don’t have any kids, which is just fine with me since her tiny waist and tight round butt have never been tampered with by mother nature.

Back to my lament...

After we got married we bought a house with a mortgage just a little more than we could really afford. We furnished it on credit and did a lot of nights on the town—on credit. Credit cards were like magic money to us.

So, here I am. Working six days a week at a job that is sucking the life out of me, trying to crawl out of the debt hell I put myself in. Take my word for it... credit cards are evil. But they did require my cooperation to put me where I was. At least I wasn’t digging in deeper even as I tried to pull myself out. Perhaps I should repeat that with the emphasis where it belongs... at least ‘I’ wasn’t digging in deeper.

My lovely bride, on the other hand, had no problem spending money we didn’t have. What she did have a problem with was working outside the home, or inside the home for that matter. To be fair, she did laundry and cleaned up after herself. I took care of my own messes and did most of the cooking as well as everything outside.

I dragged my ass home from work one particular evening, completely worn out, trying to decide if I had enough energy to make something for dinner but I didn’t think so which really sucked because I was starving. I walked in the house to find a big screen TV in the middle of our living room. Melanie came bounding out of the kitchen (what she was doing in there is anyone’s guess) with a giant smile on her face.

“Do you like it sweetheart?” She beamed.

“Where did it come from?” I asked tentatively, afraid I knew the answer and it was making my blood boil.

“That new Bestest Buymart. I signed up for their store card and got 10% off. I saved you over three hundred dollars. And we only have to pay fifteen dollars a month until it’s paid off.”

Saved...Three hundred... oh shit... at 26% interest. With a three thousand dollar balance fifteen bucks a month wasn’t even half the interest. I was barely making the payments we had now. There was no way we could afford this.

I felt pressure inside my head. My ears were hot. I looked down to find my fists tightly clenched. Every muscle in my body was tight with rage. I tried to control my breathing.

Calm down... breath in... slowly... breath out... in... out...

Okay... I could deal with this...

“Sweetheart.” Melanie said with a pout, “I’m bored, can we go out to dinner tonight?”

So much for the breathing.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?” I could feel my eyes bulging as I screamed at her.

Melanie looked at me in shock. In the fifteen years we had been married I had rarely ever raised my voice to her.

“NO! WE CAN’T GO OUT FOR FUCKING DINNER! AND WHAT THE HELL MAKES YOU THINK WE CAN KEEP THIS FUCKING TV? IT IS GOING RIGHT BACK TO THE STORE!

“But I WANT it.” She said defiantly, stepping up to me.

That was when I snapped. For a brief second I was totally out of my mind and I did the most hideous thing I could ever imagine doing. I put out both hands and pushed her backwards... hard. The moment my hands made contact I was horrified.

She went over the coffee table and onto her back.

I immediately went around to see if she was okay, apologizing as I neared her.

She slapped me.

“DON’T TOUCH ME!”

“Melanie... no... I...I’m so sorry... I never...”

“SHUT UP!” She yelled as she ran into the bedroom and locked the door.

I tried knocking on the door, begging, pleading, I told her she could keep the television but nothing worked. She wasn’t talking, and I couldn’t blame her.

Then I saw her MP3 player and knew that if I was going to keep her, I had to do something drastic.

For a little over a year I had been toying with the idea of subliminal messages. I started screwing around with them when I thought that I could use them to get Melanie interested in sex more than once a week. She was so damned beautiful that I wanted to fuck her two or three times a day but I would settle for two or three times a week.

I had been copying her play list off of her MP3 player and making a super secret revision of it. I had found a program that I could use to edit MP3’s and I could program macro’s to edit batches of files as long as I did the same thing to every file. I used this to record messages and insert them into her songs just under the music. It took some trial and error but I finally got it down to the point I knew just what levels to use.

It started with just suggesting sex more often and grew to include more budgetary discipline and a desire to get a job. Lately I had added that she was totally submissive to my desires and yearned to please me in any way she could. Since I hadn’t really planned on using it, I guess I went a little crazy.

It was sort of my ‘ace in the hole’ when she pissed me off. It gave me an ‘I know something you don’t know’ feeling that helped calm me down as I fantasized about what life would be like after I had conditioned her. I hadn’t tried it because I didn’t really think it would work—but now I had no choice, whether it worked or not. I was going to lose her anyway, and this was my only hope.

I went to the computer downstairs next to my workout room and hoped she would stay mad—and in the bedroom—just a little longer. I didn’t want to take any more time than necessary but I needed to add one more message. I picked her favorite song and added that as long as I never hurt her again she would forgive me. I wasn’t sure it would take, but it was worth a try.

I plugged in her player and made the switch as fast as I could. It took forever and I was terrified she would come down while I was doing it.

I needn’t have worried. She was still locked in there when I went to work the next morning still wearing the same clothes I had worn the previous day.

While I worked I wondered if she was using her MP3 player, if she was subconsciously hearing the messages hidden just below the music.

<Dan is very sexy>

<Dan has an incredible body that I love touching>

<Sucking Dan’s cock is very exciting>

<Sex with Dan is the most rewarding and satisfying activity I can think of>

<Pleasing Dan gives me great pleasure>

Then there were some of the later ones.

<Spending money should be done carefully>

<Credit is bad>

<A job is a very good thing>

<Dan’s decisions are always right>

<Dan is the boss>

<Dan is not to be questioned>

<Disobeying Dan is scary>

<Obedience to Dan is pleasurable>

Then there was the message hastily added to her favorite song.

<Dan should be forgiven for pushing me, as long as it never happens again>

I hoped they worked.

I noticed, when I got home that the player had been moved. That didn’t mean she had listened or if she had that the messages had worked. I found her sitting out on the back deck. She looked at me coolly. Without saying a word she went inside the house and locked herself in one of the guest rooms. At least I could get a change of clothes.

It was the same story the next day as well. But on the third day...

I opened the door and she was standing barely four feet in front of it.

“If you ever do anything like that again I am leaving.” She said with a very serious look in her eye.

“If I do, don’t worry, I’ll leave instead.” I said in all honesty. “Melanie, I am so sorry... I never want to hurt you.”

She studied me for a few moments, then stepped up and slid her arms around me.

“You’re forgiven, but you really scared me.”

“It scared me too. I promise I will never do anything like that again.”

She looked up at me.

“I’ll call the store and have them come pick up the television. I guess we really don’t need it.”

“Thank you sweetheart.” I wondered if her new play list had anything to do with that. She had returned things before, so it wasn’t a sure thing.

“What would you like for dinner?”

That, however, had never happened before.

I looked down to see her perfect features and stunning blue eyes looking up at me expectantly.

“Whatever you feel like making is fine with me.”

After a meal of baked chicken thighs, steamed vegetables, and mashed potatoes I decided that I didn’t mind cooking all that much. I’m sure she would get better with practice, but wasn’t sure I was willing to endure it. How, exactly, do you screw up steamed vegetables?

We cleared the table together and loaded the dishwasher.

“Now,” she said taking my hand, “I have a special dessert planned.”

She led me to the bedroom. Pushing me back onto the bed she quickly had my pants off and fondled my cock to full hardness. She smiled sweetly, her gorgeous golden hair framing her beautiful face as she lowered her mouth to my twitching hard-on.

She licked it slowly up and down a few times. I shivered in pleasure as her full lips descended around my pulsing member. Her mouth slid up and down while her tongue lashed from side to side. Her hand followed her mouth with a twisting motion.

She kept this up for long heavenly time. Just as I was about to blow a load into her mouth I stopped her. She again smiled sweetly up at me. I rolled her over and stripped off her pants and panties. She spread her legs and I was face to face with her delicious pink pussy.

I touched my tongue to it and she gasped. I slid my tongue up the slit and down the right side, up the slit and down the left side. It was small enough that I could cover it completely with my mouth and suck on it while I drove my tongue as deeply into it as I could. It was hot, tight and wet.

“Ohhh... God... Dan... Yes... feels so... good...”

I lapped up her pussy’s wonderful nectar. Again driving my tongue into her tight tunnel, I worked on her clit with my upper lip.

“Fuck... good... Mmm...”

She moaned and thrashed. Her legs wrapped around my shoulders and I reached up outside her legs to knead her firm tits. I took her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and twisted gently.

“Ohhh... Yes... Yesss... YES...YESSS”

She came hard, holding me tightly with her legs.

She slowly came down into after glow and my hands left her tits, caressing down her sides, past her narrow waist and onto her slightly flaring hips. I lifted my face from her dripping snatch and slid up to give her a kiss.

She hugged me closely as we kissed.

“I love you, Dan.” She breathed as we parted. “I need you to fuck me now, fuck me hard.”

My thick cock slipped easily into her wet pussy, its snug walls closing firmly around it. The slick friction always felt wonderful. I had been fucking this pussy for over fifteen years and it was always fantastic.

As my cock drove into her slick snatch I gazed into the wondrous beauty of her blue eyes. She met my gaze while she gave voice to the pleasure she was feeling.

“So good... your cock... Oh God, Dan... give it to me... fuck me good...”

She clenched her pussy sending thrills swirling about my body. I slowed my pace and savored every inch of delightful friction as I slid in and out. I felt the first signs of an orgasm beginning deep in my balls and I rolled over to put her on top. This always gave me a slight reprieve and allowed me to enjoy this lovely vision on the end of my dick just a little longer.

She put her hands on my chest and began working my cock with her pussy. She tried to keep eye contact with me, it was a little game we played while we screwed—it ensured we were thinking only of each other. As her orgasm built I could tell it was getting harder and harder for her to keep her eyes on mine.

I bent my knees slightly and started slamming my cock into her. This put her over the edge and she screamed in orgasm. This time her after glow found her resting on top of me. She nuzzled my neck and whispered loving affirmations as she regained her strength.

She rose up on her hands with her elbows slightly bent and moved her body along mine. Her tight pussy slid up and down my shaft while her nipples caressed my chest. I guided her tits so the soft breast tissue and her hard nipples were brushing my own.

The hot friction on my cock and the thrill of her tits and nipples on my chest soon had me on the edge. I wrapped my arms around her firmly and held her hips in place. My cock was buried motionless in her tiny twat, allowing me to come back from the edge.

When I had recovered sufficiently I released her and she continued her previous ministrations, which soon had me again at the edge. I tried to hold off again. This was another game we played, I tried to prevent my orgasm as many times as I could, she played along knowing that the more times I was brought to the edge without cumming, the harder I would finally cum.

But this time she was having none of it. I tried to hold her hips in place but she struggled. The tiny movements of her tight pussy around my cock slowly continued the build up of my orgasm. I felt it boil up, it simmered for a long time and finally I moaned as thick jets of hot cum flooded her greedy snatch. She smiled and sighed as I gave her my cum, our eyes locked the whole time.

My hips jerked involuntarily as she milked my cock with her pussy, she smiled. She loved seeing me twitch as her tight pussy stimulated my cock, which was always overly sensitive just after I came.

We snuggled together and drifted off to sleep. I knew in the morning that the suggestions had definitely worked since we made love again before I left for the day.

I should have tried these things a long time ago. Of course the job sucked... but who cares?

It continued like this for several weeks. I did take out the hasty message in her favorite song. She had forgiven me and I was afraid it would only act as a reminder.

We worked as a team in the kitchen, she was picking it up pretty quick, but I found I enjoyed cooking now that she was with me. It gave me more time to ogle her firm tits and round ass. We would ‘accidentally’ bump into each other often. I got used to eating with a tremendous hard on. Dessert was always worth the wait.

One day I arrived home and she was waiting with a huge smile.

“I have a surprise for you.” She said happily.

I felt a knot in my stomach and quickly looked around to see what she had bought. There was nothing there.

“I got a job!” She screamed and bounded into my arms. I hugged her back enthusiastically.

“I start next week as a cashier and the food mart.”

Subliminal messages were awesome. Things were working out better than I had hoped.

Then I got an idea.

We had always enjoyed watching porn together. I had often caught her getting a little turned on by the girl on girl or two-girl one-guy scenes, so I thought with a little push or two...

Within a few weeks the regular messages embedded in her play list were augmented.

<Other girl’s bodies are very intriguing>

<Tits turn me on>

<Tight little asses turn me on>

Before the week was out, we were watching quite a bit of porn in the evenings and I noticed she was picking the movies that had a lot of multiple girl scenes.

Saturday afternoon she brought it up.

“Sweetie,” she began, “I was thinking that maybe we could go out tonight.”

“Where would you like to go?”

“Uhm...” she hesitated, “I was thinking we should check out the Streetcar.”

I acted surprised. “Isn’t that a gay bar?”

“I think so.”

“What do you want to do? Pick up some bisexual guy and have a threesome, sorry I’m not into that.”

“No... Well, sort of... yes to the threesome... but no the other guy... I want another girl to join us.”

YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! OH HELL YES!

“Well, honey, if its what you really want... I guess we could try it.”

The club was dim. Bright colored lights placed around the dance floor occasionally made it hard to see as they overshot their target. The place was pretty packed and there were a large number of very hot women.

We took a seat at the only table we could find. It was located well out of the way, which was fine with me. Melanie went up to the bar to get us some drinks. That was part of the plan, she would mingle and draw the attention of any women interested in her—there would no doubt be plenty of those. Her long blonde hair hung in loose ringlets. She wore barely any make up, she never really needed any, but she wore enough to compensate for the lighting in the club. A touch of mascara and soft red lipstick accented by the slightest hint of rouge brought out all the finest features of her lovely face. She wore a tight shimmering silver halter and matching mini skirt displaying lots of luscious skin and very shapely legs beneath her tight round ass. I was certain that every person who saw her that night was forced to redefine their concept of ‘the sexiest woman ever’.

She stood at the bar and an attentive bartender immediately asked what she wanted. I could have stood there for twenty minutes and never gotten served. As she waited for our drinks a beautiful blonde started talking to her. She was tall and statuesque with large breasts and a fine hourglass figure. They chatted for a few seconds when Melanie shook her head and pointed at me. The blonde looked my way and I liked what I saw. But I guess that she didn’t because she turned back to Melanie, touched her arm as if to say good-bye and walked away. By now, Melanie had our drinks and made her way back to our table.

“What was wrong with her?” I asked, my mouth close to her ear so she could hear me over the music, “Didn’t like my looks?”

“She didn’t like your gender.” Melanie answered, her shoulders swaying with the music while she scanned the crowd.

We decided to dance and Melanie made it a point to brush up against several hotties. We finally got a bite in the form of another tall statuesque woman, this time with thick strawberry blonde hair that fell in waves almost to her tiny waist. She was about 5′ 9″ and large ‘D’ cup tits were her upper body’s best asset, but she also had very nice legs. Her ass was every bit as tight and round as Melanie’s. She had olive skin and soft green eyes over a petite nose. Full lips highlighted her dazzling smile. She was wearing a skimpy white dress with spaghetti straps and a deep plunge in front showed plenty of her ample cleavage.

We went to our table and made small talk over a few drinks. She was bisexual and very interested in coming home with us. I got the feeling she was a bit more interested in Melanie than in me, but I would take it. Just seeing this beauty naked would be enough, seeing her have sex with Melanie would be awesome and if I got to fuck her... well... life is sometimes too good.

Her name was Dawn Baker and she lived about four miles away from us. She was a bank teller and had no steady relationship at the moment. She was twenty-eight years old and was actually shocked to find out I was in my upper thirties and Melanie was in the middle portion of that decade. I wasn’t too surprised, Melanie still looked seventeen and I was in pretty good shape with all my hair and none of it gray.

We got back to our house and I cracked a few beers while we got comfortable in the living room. I sat on the couch, Melanie sat next to me and Dawn sat next to her. I burned my own cd’s and the stereo was softly putting out a selection of classic rock love songs.

Dawn put her arm around Melanie and I leaned back against the arm of the sofa to watch. It was Melanie’s first kiss with another girl and she was very tentative. Dawn understood and moved in slowly. A soft kiss on the lips... the heads turned slightly... another kiss, this time with a little more passion. As the kiss broke I could see Dawn’s tongue leaving Melanie’s mouth.

Dawn drank in Melanie’s beauty with her soft green eyes. Another kiss and this time Melanie threw her arms around Dawn and their hands began roaming over each other’s bodies. It wasn’t long before I was treated to a nice showing of delectable skin. Dawn’s tits were very firm despite being large and her nipples swelled as Melanie suckled at them. Dawn looked over Melanie’s head and into my eyes. Her gazed drifted down to the huge bulge in my jeans and she licked her lips.

In a motion that was almost too fast to see she was kneeling on the floor in front of Melanie, pushing up the miniskirt and stripping off her panties. Dawn began licking at Melanie’s pussy. Melanie moaned and gasped at the feel of the only other tongue to touch her there in over fifteen years. I watched appreciatively.

Dawn sucked energetically at her pussy until Melanie shuddered with orgasmic bliss. Then she looked up at me.

“Nice to see you have taken such good care of this.” Dawn remarked with a smile climbing up on top of me. Melanie snuggled up to me.

I realized that my lovely wife was kissing and nuzzling my neck while a gorgeous and stacked hottie was squirming naked in my lap.

I was living the dream, brother.

It got better when Dawn popped off my lap and Melanie and her stripped me.

My erection waved in the cool air but not for long. I soon had two beautiful faces hovering over it, their lips competing for time wrapped around it. Dawn had a bit of talent in the cocksucking department, she showed enthusiasm and adequate knowledge and the fact that I had a new beautiful woman sucking at me was quite a thrill all its own. But Melanie knew what I liked and after about five minutes I could feel my orgasm start to boil. I considered stopping her but figured that between these two I wouldn’t have any problem regaining my erection if I came so I let them continue. I held off as long as I could but with Melanie kneading my balls, her mouth and tongue doing their magic and Dawn caressing and fondling my chest and nipples I could only hold out for about another five minutes before I felt myself pass the point of no return. I watched as Melanie pulled my cock out of her mouth and stroked me off with both lovely faces waiting expectantly.

With a grunt, my cum shot out of my cock with the force of a fire hose. The first shot went right into Melanie’s mouth; she then turned it so the second shot went into Dawn’s. Melanie got another stream then it dwindled to a series of dribbles. They took turns sucking as much of it out of my cock as they could. When it was over I realized that not a drop had landed anywhere but in a hot little mouth. They kissed passionately again, sharing their bounty with each other.

We switched position again and this time Melanie sat on the sofa with Dawn reclined against her. I knelt on the floor and spread Dawn’s legs.

Her pussy was every bit as exquisite as she was. Like Melanie, her pubic hair was trimmed well up out of the way. The full lips were just slightly darker than her olive skin but when I parted them the soft wet flesh inside was bright pink. I gave it a lick and she gasped. She tasted great and the nectar was already flowing as Melanie groped and fondled her tits. I dove in with abandon.

I started with the alphabet trick. You trace every letter of the alphabet on her pussy with your tongue, the various motions cover pretty much all the bases and by paying attention you find out what she likes best—then keep doing those.

“Mmmm... That feels good... Oh Yes... Right there...”

I found a rhythm she seemed to like. Holding her cunt lips open I licked a big X across her pussy from bottom right to upper left, across her clit (slowly), back down to the lower left and then across the skin below her pussy (some call it the ‘taint—‘taint the pussy, ‘taint the asshole) and back over the whole thing again. About every fifth trip I made a big ‘T’ instead for a few strokes and then back to the ‘X’.

“Mmm... that’s good... Ohhh... Yes...” she turned her head and kissed Melanie who was kneading her big tits.

“Oh God... squeeze my nipples harder... Mmmm... lick it there...”

I tickled her clit with my upper lip and flattened my tongue against the opening to her flowing love tunnel moving it in little circles.

“Fuck!... that’s so... Ungh... good... I’m... Shit... I’m CUMMING!”

I held my tongue tight against her pussy while she came and her juices dripped off my chin.

Before she had finished cumming I rose up and plunged my thick hard cock deep into her dripping snatch. She screamed with a renewed orgasm and her pussy clenched down on my cock like a velvet-lined vise. Her tiny twat was hot and slick. Its walls hugged my cock tightly as I stroked in and out.

She was enjoying the feel of my cock while still in after glow and I looked past her to see my gorgeous wife watching me with a lusty fire in her eyes.

With my current angle my cock was rubbing the front wall of her pussy and she had barely come down from one orgasm when she headed for her next.

I stroked her tight hot pussy through two more eruptions before switching over to Melanie.

I sat on the sofa and Melanie straddled me. Her pussy was every bit as fantastic as Dawn’s had been. She fucked me while Dawn kneaded my balls.

Melanie quickly came, which told me how hot the whole thing had gotten her and I did my best to hold off my own orgasm until she finally came again. Her pussy pulsed around my cock taking me over the edge and I filled her tight pussy with cum.

She hugged me tightly, my cock still deeply embedded in her pussy and I felt Dawn licking at the cum leaking out.

From there we went to bed and believe it or not, they kept me hard and I fucked each of them again until I finally came deep in Dawn’s tight twat. I drifted off to sleep with Melanie sucking my cum out of her.

I awoke with Melanie snuggled up tightly to me, Dawn was spooning her. I reluctantly got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. Coming out I stood over the bed and marveled at the two beauties I had spent the night with. I hoped we had impressed Dawn enough that she would return to us often.

Turns out I had no worries from that direction. Her roommate was moving and she was looking for a place to live.

“We have two empty bedrooms.” Melanie said excitedly, “You can have whichever one you want.”

“I don’t anticipate I’ll do much sleeping in it,” Dawn said with a grin, “but I would need a place for my stuff.”

“Then it’s settled,” I concluded, “you move in here and we’ll figure out a fair rent. I don’t see it being any problem at all.” No problem... there was an understatement. I would be living—and sleeping—with two breathtaking beauties.

Yeah... my job sucks... So what?

The next two months went very well indeed. Dawn insisted on paying a third of the mortgage as rent. I felt that was a bit much but I didn’t argue too hard though we refused any help with the utilities. The rent she was paying was more than enough to help us out immensely.

So, she was gorgeous, smart, willing to pull her share and great in bed. And, guess what... she had an MP3 player and she listened to it quite often.

You see, I had noticed the first night that she seemed a little more attracted to Melanie than to me, and the longer she lived with us the more apparent it was. Oh, she was very cheerful and friendly towards me, and gave me plenty of attention in bed, but it was Melanie she truly lusted after.

Melanie was totally subservient to me. All three of us would get home from work within half an hour of each other. I would plop down in my recliner while Melanie brought me a beer and asked if I needed anything. She would kiss me and caress my chest and shoulders asking me what I wanted for dinner. I’d tell her what I wanted and she would either skip into the kitchen (she had progressed to the point I really didn’t need to be there anymore) or let me know we didn’t have it. Dawn didn’t seem to appreciate Melanie’s devotion and always had a bit of a ‘what the hell?’ look on her face during these exchanges. More often than not she would follow Melanie into the kitchen to help her out.

Those things were beginning to bother me just a little. But I could fix them. I managed to get a download of her play list, but I could only work on it when they were both out of the house or asleep so it took quite a while but I finally finished it and made the switch.

Since I thought she might know another Dan, I included my last name just in case.

Every time she put those ear buds in she heard:

<Dan Smith has a very sexy body>

<Dan Smith’s muscles fascinate me>

< Dan Smith’s cock is amazing>

<Stimulating Dan Smith’s cock in any way is very rewarding>

<Seeing Dan Smith cum is exciting and thrilling>

<Dan Smith is the boss>

<Dan Smith is not to be questioned>

<Obedience to Dan Smith is pleasurable>

I hoped they worked half as good on Dawn as they did on Melanie.

I took a little over a week before I noticed that Dawn seemed to be making a lot more physical contact with me than she used to. At dinner one night all doubt was erased.

She passed behind me as I sat in my chair, her hand brushed along my shoulder and then I felt both hands caressing my shoulders and arms. She traced the contours of my triceps and biceps.

“I really like these.” She said seductively.

Her caresses moved to my chest and I could feel her large tits against the back of my head as she unbuttoned my shirt. Her fingertips lightly brushed my nipples while she followed the lines of my pectorals.

I’m not sure if it was the light massage (which I have always enjoyed) or the rush of power but my cock was instantly at attention. Melanie noticed Dawn’s attention to me and glanced at my bulge as she pulled out her chair.

“Okay you two,” she said with a smile, “plenty of time for that after dinner.”

As we ate I felt like a king. I looked at the two heavenly visions seated at the table with me and knew that they were both completely devoted to me and only me. When they looked at me I saw their eyes melt with love. There was no jealousy, no competition and no cattiness between them. Their primary goal was my pleasure—they would work as a team to fulfill my every desire.

The joy and power was intoxicating.

Later, in bed, it was just as I had hoped. Now, my hard cock and I were the complete center of attention. They were, of course, attentive to each other but only because they knew that was what I wanted. Two dazzling beauties with talented mouths and hot tight pussies were devoted to my every whim. I came twice that night and again in the morning. They were sexy and seductive and driven with a singleness of purpose... my pleasure.

When I got home from work that night they were both already there. Melanie was wearing a white chemise with a tiny pink bow between her tits, no panties as far as I could tell. Dawn was wearing a black babydoll that tied at the breast with frilly matching panties. They ushered me to the sofa and fawned on me while I gave my dinner order. Suddenly there was a beer in my hand and Dawn’s mouth on my cock as Melanie disappeared to start dinner. After I came, Dawn cleaned me up and put my deflating cock back into my pants. Then she went in to help with dinner while I watched Jack McCoy put another bad guy behind bars.

Gentlemen, now ‘this’ is living the dream.

Almost.

One day at work one of the newer guys mentioned that he was looking for a room to rent. I had an extra bedroom but with Melanie and Dawn running around half dressed all the time it wouldn’t be fair to him since I wasn’t planning on sharing. But it got me thinking.

Since I had an extra room, we would all be doing a bit better if I could rent it out. Dawn could drop her share from a third of the mortgage to a quarter, and I would only have to come up with half. It would have to be a woman though. I didn’t need to be fucking her, I had all the pussy I needed, but I would be much more comfortable if whoever it turned out to be wasn’t looking to fuck one of my women.

I brought the subject up one night at dinner and Dawn said she knew a girl who always seemed to be having trouble with her roommates. She would speak to her about it. I asked if she was pretty.

“Oh, she is very hot,” Dawn informed me. “But she is also very lesbian. As far as I know she has never had a guy. She and I have had a couple of flings but were never serious. Besides, I like cock... especially yours.” At that point she moved over to sit in my lap and kissed me passionately. Her tight little ass squirmed against my cock causing an instant (and somewhat painful) erection. I stood with her in my arms, and Melanie followed us to the bedroom.

About two hours later they finally got around to doing the dishes.

Two weeks later we had our new roommate. Her name was Gloria and she was... well... glorious.

She was thirty but didn’t look a day over twenty-five. Standing about 5′ 6″ she was a very well constructed Latina lovely. Long brown hair flowed in waves down to her pert round ass. Her hips flared perfectly under her narrow waist. Her tits hovered in the upper end of the ‘C’ cup range. Dark smoky eyes screamed sensuality and her full lips looked soft and very kissable. Where Dawn’s skin had a slight olive tint, Gloria’s was the color of coffee with just a touch of cream. She was a genuine babe.

She was a paralegal and a very adamant lesbian.

So... I couldn’t fuck her. She was very friendly, playful, a little flirty and she made it clear she didn’t mind me looking. Since the other girls wandered about the house in lingerie, she joined them.

She was very nice eye candy and if my dick got hard because I was looking at her voluptuous body, it was quickly attended to by Melanie or Dawn, often with Gloria sticking around to show off her silk or lace clad curves while my dick was being sucked.

Life just couldn’t get any better.

Although... as much as I enjoyed looking at her, it would be pretty cool if she liked it as much as I did.

Gloria didn’t have an MP3 player. So I bought her one as a gift. I had to wait until an appropriate occasion but luckily her birthday wasn’t too far off. Her reaction wasn’t quite what I had expected.

“Its nice... but have you any idea what those earphones do to your hearing? You wear those things all the time and you go deaf.”

Crap... But wait...

“You don’t need headphones, you can listen to it through your car stereo.”

That convinced her. I had her give me all her cd’s and she put together a play list from them. She began listening to it every time she was in her car. I was suddenly glad she had a forty-five minute commute.

The messages in her play list went something like this:

<Dan Smith’s body is not like other men’s bodies>

< Dan Smith’s body is attractive and sexy>

< Dan Smith’s cock is not like other men’s cocks>

< Dan Smith’s cock is very alluring>

<Seeing Dan Smith getting his cock sucked turns me on>

Within a few days I noticed her eyes lingering on me. Before, if my dick was being sucked she would pretend not to notice, but she would be watching out the corner of her eye, now though; she would openly stare at my rock hard cock. Seeing her attention and knowing that the conditioning was working was almost more than I could take and several times I was able to catch her eye just as I came causing a powerful orgasm. After these sessions she would disappear into her room with Dawn or Melanie for about an hour.

By the end of two weeks I caught her several times with one hand inside her lacy panties, her fingers moving furiously.

How could any job suck when I was living with three incredibly gorgeous women, two who would do anything for me in or out of bed and one who loved having me ogle her as she displayed herself in lingerie.

As sexy as she was in lingerie, I really wanted to see her naked tits and I would bet anything she had an adorable little pussy.

Before another two weeks had past, Gloria had a few new messages hidden in her play list.

<Displaying my body to Dan Smith turns me on>

A week later she was exclusively wearing babydolls that fastened in front and wearing them in ways that often gave me brief views of her round tits and erect nipples.

Such lovely and enticing glances had me constantly hard despite the attention I got from Melanie and Dawn. Then came the day I saw it.

Dawn was sucking my cock. She was wearing a sheer light blue chemise without any panties. She knelt at my feet as I sat on the sofa. Her lips and tongue danced enthusiastically over my rigid member while Gloria sat on the love seat across from me.

Her eyes watched hungrily as my cock disappeared into Dawn’s greedy mouth. Her pink babydoll contrasted wonderfully with her brown skin. It was tied loosely revealing the generous swell of cleavage between her firm tits, her left nipple occasionally peeked out as she moved. She was tracing the lips of her cunt through her panties. As she heated up her rubbing became more urgent.

Then she pulled her panties aside and I saw her pink treasure. Her pussy was completely hairless. The full brown lips framed luscious pink pussy flesh. Her fingers traced around it for a while then she plunged one inside. Her tight little pussy seemed to suck the finger in.

I shot a huge amount of cum into Dawn’s eager mouth.

Could life get any better?

Perhaps.

She was a lesbian so I figured fucking her wasn’t going to happen. But her pussy looked so perfect, so tight, and so delicious. I wondered...

<Touching Dan Smith’s cock is tantalizing and exciting>

Several days later I was on the sofa, Melanie was seated on my left, caressing my chest while Dawn knelt between my legs fervently servicing my thick cock, when Gloria took a seat on my right. She sat on her left leg with her left arm around me. I felt her firm tit pressing against my arm and her hair tickled my shoulder and chest as she leaned in to get a better view of my cock. Her scent was intoxicating. She cautiously reached out and circled her thumb and forefinger around the base of my cock. Her other fingers pressed gently against my balls. As hard as I was, even more blood rushed to my dick, which threatened to split open, it was so engorged.

I slowly moved my hand to her thigh. She made no move to stop me. I gently traced her thigh up until I could feel the heat from her pussy. Then my fingers followed the lines of her lips and I pushed one finger into her dripping wet snatch. It was every bit as hot and tight as I had imagined. She gasped and her hand tightened slightly around my cock and balls.

With this attention and Dawns talented mouth working on me, it wasn’t long before thick jets of hot cum overwhelmed Dawn’s ability to keep it in and cum dribbled out of her mouth and over Gloria’s hand.

Has any man ever had it so good? I think not.

As I luxuriated in afterglow I watched as Gloria looked at the cum on her hand, tentatively sniffed at it then offered it to Dawn who licked her hand clean.

I noted the way my flagging cock had twitched when she had brought her cum covered hand to her face and I knew what I needed.

I had to be very careful so it took almost a month before Gloria was hearing the new messages.

< Dan Smith’s cum is fascinating and alluring>

I took a while for these instructions to set in so I satisfied myself with fantasies of Gloria eating my cum.

She usually got home almost an hour after the rest of us. Just in time for dinner most nights. I had been foregoing my usual after work attention from Dawn or Melanie and just had them cooking.

Dessert was where the fun was these days and I had a new favorite confection, Gloria’s sweet snatch. I had tried the alphabet with her and found a combination of I’s and O’s did it for her. Once I got her to the edge I could always take her over by sucking on her tiny twat, with my upper lip on her clit and my tongue buried deep inside her hot, tight pussy. Of course I took a turn with each of my sweet little pussies. I loved them all and eating pussy is one of my most beloved hobbies. After they each got a ride on the end of my tongue it was time for them to show me what their tongues could do.

The three of us were on the sofa. Dawn was on my right and Gloria was on my left. Melanie knelt between my legs and was busily working my cock with her superbly talented mouth.

My right arm was around Dawn and she was kissing and licking the right side of my neck, her large tits pressed to my side. Gloria was under my left arm, her left hand was busy at Dawn’s right tit but her attention was on Melanie and my cock. Finally she touched Melanie’s shoulder.

“Could I try that?” She asked, quietly, then added, “Please?” My cock jumped.

The two of them quickly traded places and I was treated to the vision of Gloria’s beautiful face in front of my rigid pole. I don’t think I have ever been harder than I was at that moment. It wasn’t so much her beauty, Dawn was just as beautiful and Melanie is still the loveliest woman on the planet, but, thanks to a little computer manipulation of music, here was a devout lesbian ready to take my cock in her mouth and swallow my cum.

Subliminal messages rock.

Her full soft lips were everything I had imagined they would be. Her technique was a little rough at first but she was attentive and perceptive and it didn’t take long before she was sucking me off like a pro. One hand fondled my balls and the other followed her mouth up and down my shaft with a twisting motion she must have seen Melanie doing. Her tongue lashed at the sensitive areas.

But I don’t think it was her blowjob that was sending thrills up my spine. It was that I had been able to condition her to do this.

She looked up at me with those smoky, sensual eyes and they were pleading—begging me to cum in her mouth. Between that and the other two beauties snuggled up either side of me, it was all I could take. Her eyes went wide as the first shot of thick hot cum streamed into her mouth. She was a real trooper. I came harder than I think I have ever cum before and she took it all, swallowing every drop and sucking my cock clean both inside and out.

I savored my afterglow with my lovely blonde Melanie on my left, the gorgeous red headed Dawn on my right and the exquisite Latin beauty Gloria laying her head in my lap.

If I died today it would be with the knowledge that I had experienced every pleasure I could imagine.

Except... I wondered if Gloria’s pussy would feel as good on my cock as it tasted on my tongue.

That weekend I suggested that the three of them go shopping for a few hours. When they came home I then suggested that since Gloria had been kind enough to drive them that they should take her into the bedroom and reward her.

That gave me the time I needed. The next time Gloria listened to music in her car she would hear:

<Dan Smith is the boss>

<Dan Smith is not to be questioned>

<Obedience to Dan Smith is pleasurable>

The queen bed that Melanie and I had was always plenty big when it was just Melanie, Dawn and I, but since Gloria had begun sleeping with us most nights we had to upgrade to a king size. Sure it was a little expensive and we had to buy all new sheets and such, but hey, some things are worth it.

I am a creature of habit. I like routines. Some may call them ruts, but once I find something I like I stick with it. Like the after work routine, or in the mornings when I am the first out of bed and have coffee ready by the time my three lovelies are up. They have a very nice way thanking me for the coffee by the way.

In bed at night I like nice clean bodies so I can thoroughly enjoy licking and sucking all exposed areas of smooth sexy skin. Our nighttime routine began with Melanie taking a shower first, then she and Dawn would assist me with mine (no screwing—although there was lots of groping and grab-ass) then Melanie and I would start heating things up in the bed while Dawn got cleaned up. Gloria would usually join us before Dawn, having showered in the other bathroom. Once the new commands had set in, I planned on having Gloria help the other two get me ready for bed.

This night Dawn was still in the shower, I was lying on my back with Melanie riding me and close to her first orgasm when Gloria came in and straddled my face. I started licking at her tasty twat and she must have been doing something to Melanie because her pussy suddenly pulsed and twitched around my pole. I heard moans of pleasure from both of them. Just as Melanie came I felt fingers tickling my balls and knew Dawn had joined us.

We shifted around and Dawn was on her hands and knees at the edge of the bed, I stood behind her with my dick buried deep in her hot slick pussy. Gloria lay in front of her, legs spread so Dawn could eat her and Melanie embraced me from behind. She reached around and tickled my nipples while pressing her tits into my back. I could feel her heated pussy against my ass as she matched my strokes.

“Mmmm...” Dawn moaned from between Gloria’s legs, “fuck me... hard... Yes...”

Dawn writhed on my shaft and it felt almost too good. I didn’t want to cum yet, I had already cum twice since I got home from work and sometimes three was it. Though several times I have been able to go as high as five in an evening I wanted to be certain. It had only been a few days and I didn’t know if the conditioning had worked yet, but tonight I was going to try and fuck Gloria.

Dawn was working up to a massive orgasm and I drove my cock into her with abandon. I was rewarded with a muffled scream as she came with her face buried between Gloria’s legs.

Having Dawn cum so hard with her tongue inside her pussy had Gloria’s eyes wild with lust. I pushed Dawn over on to her side on crawled up to Gloria, pausing at her little pussy to lick up some of her sweet nectar.

Then I slid up and was face to face with my lovely Latina. We kissed passionately and I realized that it was the first time we had done so. Things were looking good for the home team. My rock hard cock gently brushed her hairless mound.

“Ohhhh...” she sighed, her eyes locked with mine. Her wavy brown hair lay about her on the bed, some crossing her shoulders and falling in haphazard patterns on her glorious bosom. I stayed above her, brushing my cock against her skin and bumping my balls into her clit. Her eyes were wild with passion. Melanie and Dawn were on either side of her, caressing her arms and chest, urging her on.

“Fuck me Dan.” She begged, “Please fuck me... I need to feel you inside me.”

I put the head right at the entrance to her love hole. I could feel incredible heat coming from it. She was so wet my cock slid easily up and down her slit.

“Please...” she was almost crying her need was so great, “don’t tease... I need... Ahhhh!”

I plunged deep into her slick pussy. It was amazingly tight. Mine was the first real cock that had ever been in it. I started a slow rhythm.

“Yes... Oh God... so good...” her head thrashed fro side to side. She tried to look me in my eyes but hers kept involuntarily rolling up and she couldn’t keep herself from writhing.

I sped up just a little. Her pussy felt so damned good that I had to distract myself a little. Not too much, I thoroughly enjoyed seeing this brown skinned beauty on the end of my cock, but I started playing a game in which I would give her ten short strokes and then one all the way in. I would do this five times. Then I did nine short strokes to one deep for five times. Get the idea? This way the counting down gave me a slight distraction while I was still paying attention to (and enjoying) the scalding tight flesh grabbing at my engorged cock. By the time I got to one short one deep she was going crazy.

“Ohhh... Ungh.... God... Fuck me... Yes... Ohhh... Ohhh... OHHHHHH!”

Gloria came for the first time in her life with a man’s cock deep inside her throbbing pussy. She writhed on the bed and her pussy milked my cock as she came taking me over the edge and hot cum hosed into her pussy for yet another first.

Melanie and Dawn descended upon us, giggling congratulations to Gloria. The whole thing had them so turned on that I made a new personal best that night—all told I came six times from the time I got home from work to the time I blissfully passed out somewhere around midnight.

I awoke the next morning amidst a tangle of sexy arms, legs and torsos. Untangling myself I went into the bathroom. Coming out I stopped, as I did every morning, to gaze in wonderment at the visions lying in my bed.

I would put the three beauties in my bed up against any three supermodels or movie stars in the world. As I looked my cock began to swell. I had seen the same tableau almost every morning but this time it was different. This time, all three of them belonged to me. All three of them were devoted solely to the fulfillment of my desires. All three loved me without question.

As I pondered my good fortune I became aware that I had three sets of sensuous eyes watching me. As my gaze met theirs they beckoned me to join them and who am I to disappoint a lovely lady... or three. I dove in among them... coffee would be late this morning.

As I got out of my car at my job site that morning, I realized what a beautiful day it was to be creating something.

I had been considering the messages they were all listening to. I hadn’t changed Melanie’s since I worked on Dawn’s and hers had taken a back seat while I brought Gloria around. I had them all just the way wanted them so I decided to make a uniform set of... well... call them ‘maintenance’ messages. Just to keep the status quo and, in the case of Gloria, to forestall any return to a purely lesbian mindset. I also wanted to make sure they only had eyes for me.

It took a few weeks but I finally managed to get a set of messages made, integrated into all the play lists and uploaded into their devices. From now on they all heard (or rather ‘didn’t hear’ the same thing.

<Dan Smith’s body is not like other men’s bodies>

< Dan Smith’s body is attractive and sexy>

< Dan Smith’s cock is not like other men’s cocks>

< Dan Smith’s hard cock is very alluring and exciting>

<Touching Dan Smith’s cock is tantalizing and turns me on>

<Stimulating Dan Smith’s cock in any way is very rewarding>

<Seeing Dan Smith cum is exciting and thrilling>

<Dan Smith is the boss>

<Dan Smith is not to be questioned>

<Obedience to Dan Smith is pleasurable>

I was living the perfect existence. I told you I like routines and if you had mine you would like it too.

I would wake up surrounded by sexy women. Crawl out of bed and get the coffee going. Return to bed and wake each girl up by suckling their nipples until they were very horny. Get sucked and fucked for fifteen or twenty minutes by three gorgeous women.

Go back out to the kitchen and drink the coffee seated at a table with those very same three sex bombs that happened to be wearing enticing lingerie. We would decide over coffee what to have for dinner.

Then I would go to work. I don’t know what I was bitching about earlier. My job wasn’t all that bad. I got to work outside, create things with my hands and pass my knowledge on to the younger generation of carpenters. Besides, I was almost the boss.

By the time I would get home from work Melanie and Dawn would already have dinner started and they would greet me at the door dressed in something eye-popping. They would lead me to me to my seat on the sofa and bring me a beer. I would get a very nice massage as they stripped off my shirt and pants and they were generally very insistent that I blow a nut in one of their mouths.

As soon as Gloria got home she would change into something erotic and we would all sit down to dinner. We would discuss the day’s events while I ogled the lace and silk covered curves seated around the table. They would then clean up while I watched the news, read the paper and did a crossword puzzle until they were done.

All of us would then go down to the basement where I had quite a bit of exercise equipment and we would all get a quick work out targeting one or two muscle groups. Have you ever worked out with three beauties in lingerie? I haven’t skipped a work out yet.

Then it was shower time. The shower in the master bathroom was too small for four, so we would split into twos and each take a bathroom. After getting cleaned up we would then meet back up in the king size bed. I would eat all the pussy I could and then get sucked and fucked until I drifted off into a blissful sleep.

Routines are good.

I just wish that the shower was big enough for all four of us. After careful examination there was no way I could remodel either the master bath or the guest bath in order to accommodate such a shower.

We had quite a bit of equity in the house. We could get something bigger once this house sold and with Dawn and Gloria helping out the mortgage would be no problem at all. I bet we could even get one with four or five bedrooms. A couple more borders would really make it easy. Not that I was looking for more pussy. Hell, I could barely keep up with all I had now. But help with the mortgage was always welcome and another bedroom or two could mean a swimming pool.

First things first... Melanie and I were coming up on our sixteenth wedding anniversary and we wanted to go to Niagara Falls. We had planned on flying but now with the four of us it would be cheaper and easier to drive. It was a four-day drive but with four drivers we could takes short shifts of two or three hours apiece.

Gloria had by far the most comfortable car so that was the one we used. It was quite a trip let me tell you. The car was so comfortable that we didn’t have to stop at any motels and I got a lot of back seat action in those four days.

We finally got to our hotel in Niagara Falls and I had booked two connecting rooms just so we could spread out a bit. Unfortunately the showers were awfully small and we did them individually. Melanie went first in one while Dawn took the other and Gloria and I made out and groped each other on the bed. Melanie and Dawn finished about the same time and I went for mine while Gloria headed into the other room.

As I luxuriated under the hot water I reflected over the last few days. About the only thing that wasn’t perfect was Gloria’s taste in music. Since her MP3 player was basically permanently installed in her car we had been listening to her play list the whole way and she was into current top-forty bullshit. I would be glad to get back to some good old classic rock.

I stepped out of the shower and noticed my reflection. The bathroom had a huge mirror and I could see almost my whole body—at least from the thighs up.

I wasn’t gay or anything but... damn... I looked good. My biceps and triceps rippled impressively under the skin. I traced the lines of my pecs and notice my taught washboard six-pack. Other men’s bodies didn’t do anything for me but I was finding mine to be pretty sexy.

It must have been because of the three gorgeous women waiting for me that my cock was getting rock hard.

It was pretty impressive too. I stroked it gently as it came up to full strength and a shiver of delight rippled through my body. I continued stroking as I again looked over my muscular body. God, it felt so good to be standing here stroking my own cock.

“Dan,” I heard a chorus for the other side of the door, “we’re waiting for you...”

I was so excited about that I would probably cum just walking across the room, so I decided to keep stroking until I came, then I would be ready to impress my three beauties.

I watched my hand stroking at my cock for a few more minutes then I felt the orgasm build. I increased the rhythm and watched, amazed, as I shot thick jets of cum all over the sink. It was incredible to see and even more incredible to feel. I had never cum like that before. I loved it.

I realized that I was still hard and that I was still stroking myself. More sparkles of pleasure danced around my body as I worked towards another mind-blowing orgasm. It took quite a while and just as I shot another awesome load across the counter the voices in the other room were getting insistent.

But I was the boss. I don’t do what they say I do what I say. It’s my pleasure that’s important here, and I say I want to make myself cum again. I felt a shiver of pleasure run through me as I made my decision.

The voices grew plaintive as I pumped my way to another orgasm.

I love me...

The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Subliminated

By Billy_Ray77