29-03-2019, 05:41 PM
Troy opened his eyes, but they weren't his anymore. They were the eyes of everyone in the kind of movies they like that had followed a swinging pocket watch on a chain or been staring deeply into a villain's eyes. (They really have one of those pocket watches. Well, Troy did. He gave it to Julie instead of a ring when he proposed. It was sweet.)
"I trust my best friend with all that I am," he said distantly; like he'd been asleep and she'd asked him a question and he answered correctly without waking up. "My mind is yours to do with as you wish, Julie." I wondered if I sound like that when they do their thing to me.
"Go deeper and relax, Master," I started to feel myself relaxing for a moment before she said Master.
"Ooh, thank you, Mistress" was his reply.
"I want you to look at me, Love of my Life. Go to that special place where only the two of us exist and see me there." They've taken me to that place a few times too. It's wonderful. I knew that now there was nothing in Troy's universe but Julie. Me, the bed, nothing else mattered to him and there was nothing else he could clearly see except her.
"See me and see what I am to you: Your best friend, your true love, your Princess Mesmera, your Sunflower. Your Mental Organism Designed Only for Making Troy Cum." I gave a weird look at that. She whispered "First time we took E together, had to be there" and kept talking.
"The woman who loves you with all that she is, who thinks of you as the other half of her soul, and knows you feel the same. Close your eyes and keep seeing her." Troy smiled a big, goofy smile and closed his eyes.
Julie got up and sat next to him on the bed, motioning for me to take her spot on the lounge. I hesitated, then slid over. I knew what was coming next, but it still felt like a lot to take.
"When I wake you up, Susan will be sitting before you. For tonight, I want you to see her as you see me, and feel for her what you feel for me. You will not feel any guilt or hesitation about loving her like you love me. What Helen told me was that she always felt both of us were holding something back with her; waiting for each other but not knowing it. I don't want Susan to feel that, and I know you wouldn't either. I want to see you love her the way you love me."
"Wouldn't want Susan to feel that," Troy said dreamily. It was starting to get a bit surreal for me. I'd seen them play little mind control games in the bedroom with each other and participated as well, but taking Julie's role? Could I do that? I needed a moment...
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"I trust my best friend with all that I am," he said distantly; like he'd been asleep and she'd asked him a question and he answered correctly without waking up. "My mind is yours to do with as you wish, Julie." I wondered if I sound like that when they do their thing to me.
"Go deeper and relax, Master," I started to feel myself relaxing for a moment before she said Master.
"Ooh, thank you, Mistress" was his reply.
"I want you to look at me, Love of my Life. Go to that special place where only the two of us exist and see me there." They've taken me to that place a few times too. It's wonderful. I knew that now there was nothing in Troy's universe but Julie. Me, the bed, nothing else mattered to him and there was nothing else he could clearly see except her.
"See me and see what I am to you: Your best friend, your true love, your Princess Mesmera, your Sunflower. Your Mental Organism Designed Only for Making Troy Cum." I gave a weird look at that. She whispered "First time we took E together, had to be there" and kept talking.
"The woman who loves you with all that she is, who thinks of you as the other half of her soul, and knows you feel the same. Close your eyes and keep seeing her." Troy smiled a big, goofy smile and closed his eyes.
Julie got up and sat next to him on the bed, motioning for me to take her spot on the lounge. I hesitated, then slid over. I knew what was coming next, but it still felt like a lot to take.
"When I wake you up, Susan will be sitting before you. For tonight, I want you to see her as you see me, and feel for her what you feel for me. You will not feel any guilt or hesitation about loving her like you love me. What Helen told me was that she always felt both of us were holding something back with her; waiting for each other but not knowing it. I don't want Susan to feel that, and I know you wouldn't either. I want to see you love her the way you love me."
"Wouldn't want Susan to feel that," Troy said dreamily. It was starting to get a bit surreal for me. I'd seen them play little mind control games in the bedroom with each other and participated as well, but taking Julie's role? Could I do that? I needed a moment...
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