Jessie’s Pull – Chapter Two

Max explores and dominates his new friend, then decides to find out what has actually happened to Jessie to make him believe he is under Max’s control. This story is alternately known Dominating Jessie on Literotica.

Dominating Jessie

Warnings for chapter: M/M, D/S, MAGICAL CONTROL, sexual content, dub con.

Find Part One Here – Advised to read first for context if you haven’t already.

Chapter Two

Jessie was gasping. His mind was caught in a nowhere land between utter terror and complete and unending bliss. On the one hand he was naked and spread eagled, unable to move; and on the other, the man of his darkest and most depraved fantasies was currently sucking on his cock so expertly that he might, if he’d been able to, have started to cry with pleasure.

It had been two long hours since Jessie had obediently climbed onto Max’s balcony and passed through his open doors. He’d given up trying to fight. He was at Max’s mercy and he’d learned to his cost that the man had very little of that.

He closed his eyes and let the soft moan escape his lips. He couldn’t hide it. He could hold nothing back from his classmate and he hated it. He also, to his utter shame and horror, loved it.

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The Girl on the Train

The Girl on the Train
The Girl on the Train

Summary: How I came to own Kate.

This is a work of adult fiction that contains mind control and as such, dubious consent lies within. Also lesbian sex. If either of these ideas may displease you, feel free to find another story that you’d prefer. If not, I hope you enjoy. Feedback brightens my day.

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I’m on the train back home, from yet another pointless ‘networking’ gig for work. I’ve never been to one that anyone actually seemed to enjoy, but this was the worst yet.

There’s only so much you can do when it comes to advertising piping in any case but how my boss thought that I could possibly cross-promote it with top shelf ‘homemade’ cat food is beyond me. Now a top notch cat feeder, sure…but the fucking food? He must’ve been smoking the good stuff to think that was remotely possible.

Though, now I come to think about it, it was more likely a punishment for turning him down, yet again.

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Doubt and Labels: What defines you?

Idea

Trapped.

How many of us feel it? How many of us focus on anything but what is holding us in place? How many of us feel the grasping tendrils and thorns tearing at our ankles…then consciously decide to turn a blind eye because it’s easier to take the known pain than the unknown risk? We doubt our own desires.

The pain could stop if we moved. We could break through the tangle and trash if only we tried…

But then again it could get worse. Are we really willing to risk that the change we think we want is actually going to be better than what we have now? If we aren’t 100% certain then is it actually worth taking the risk? Where’s the guarantee? Is what we have right here and now really that bad?

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