Hypnofetish Drabble
Added 2021-03-24 22:08:29 +0000 UTCShe bristled, her hands planted on her hips as she stood tall and proud in the doorway.
“Hey! I am not your slave!”
From behind the desk, he looked at her over the tops of his glasses, his eyebrows slightly raised.
She met his gaze for a long moment, quivering.
Then sagged, bowed her head, her hands dropping limply to her sides. She stared at the carpet spirals when she spoke.
“OK. Fine. I’m totally your slave. Master.”
He nodded, crooked his finger.
“Come to me. Strip naked. Kneel.”
She went to him, removing her suit-jacket.
“I obey Master.”
