Just Your Words (mind control)

Chapter 2

Emily stormed into the living room a few minutes later, fully dressed and steaming with anger. She plopped down onto the couch, as far away from me as possible.

"Jacob, I think we need to have a talk." I nodded solemnly. "What you did just now is truly not okay. When a girl gets horny, she's horny. You can't just walk in on me like that. I was naked! I've never walked in on you jerking off and I'm pretty damn sure you do it." I suppressed my natural response that I had never jerked off in the middle of a hangout session on her bed.

"I just want to set the boundary - you will never see me naked again, and if you do, I'll personally wipe it from your memory. Now, if you don't excuse me, I'm going to leave. Maybe I'll see you tomorrow. If I forgive you by then."

"No, stay!" I said desperately. Emily steeled herself and sat back down. "Fine. Just - I need you to understand that if I fuck myself, it's none of your business, okay?" This brought back the thought of controlling her. I realized I already did by telling her to stay. It was time to take it to the next level. 

Choking up a bit, I finally got it out: "Suck my dick."

At first, she didn't respond, and I thought I was dead for sure, but I saw her glance at the tent forming in my shorts. She sighed. "See, Jacob, I can tell you're not focused right now. You're probably too busy trying to look down my shirt, little perv. I'm going to need you to have a soft dick. Well - is it alright if I get you off really quickly so we can get on with the conversation? I assented, and she came to the other end of the couch, kneeling on the floor and pulling down my shorts and underwear. My dick was pretty small - 4 inches - and I finished quickly, but right now it was hard as ever and dripping with precum.

Emily smirked. "So excited. Listen, this is a one-time thing. After this, I want a full apology for walking in on me." With that, she licked the tip of my dick as if to get a taste and then engulfed most of it in her mouth. She had probably done this with a few guys - she bobbed up and down with ease - but it was the first time for me and the amount of sexual pleasure I got from it was unparalleled. Nothing like jerking off, that's for sure. Emily even switched it up a bit - licking up and down the sides and at one point even engulfing the whole thing before coming up to breathe. Sadly, the whole thing only lasted two or three minutes before I was about to cum.

"Mmm... I'm going to cum..."

On cue, Emily popped her mouth off and moved to the side as a few spurts of cum came out, splattering on the floor. 

I blushed. "Clean that up, will you?"

Sadly, Emily didn't deign to lick it up; instead, she just got paper towels and Clorox and started to wipe it down. When she came back, I had gotten my pants back on and was feeling marvelous. Sure enough, the amazing experience had quelled my erection immensely. Once Emily was done, she sat back at her seat with a cup of water, drinking it like she had never had water before. 

"Sorry," she said. "Had to get that atrocious taste out of my mouth. Anyway - I want a sincere apology now."

I did genuinely feel sorry - even if her grounds were nonsensical, I did cause the whole ordeal.

"I'm sorry, Emily. That was an invasion of privacy. Please forgive me."

She seemed to be cheered up. "I forgive you!" I remembered the commands and made a mental note that, even if it was convenient this time, I would have to be careful about statements that could be interpreted as commands. I still had a lot of testing to do to figure out the extent of my power, and the first was whether the response had to be conscious. Emily was pulling some homework out of her bag to get started on it, so I decided it was the perfect time to strike. 

"Fall asleep."

Just that, and she was out like a light. So clearly, whatever the brain can do, she'll do. But I wondered if it stopped there - if it even had to be an action she could control. I figured it was best to keep her asleep for now - it was just easier in case something backfired. 

"Have red hair."

The command made no sense, but Emily's hair color changed before my eyes. "Wake up." Emily lifted her head up, seeing me standing by her. "Oh, sorry, Jacob. I was tired."