Unseen

Sam was lying in her bunk with her headphones on, but she wasn’t actually listening to anything. She just wanted an excuse to be left alone in her own world. Despite how uncomfortable it made her, she had an extra blanket on top so that no one could see what she was doing underneath the covers.

Her fingers moved slowly across her clit as she imagined herself sinking to her knees in response to a command from the shrouded figure in front of her. You must obey me, she imagined the figure saying.

I will obey, Sam thought. And even though it gave her a deep thrill, there was still something missing. She had been running this scenario in her mind multiple times, searching for the same sense of satisfaction she’d felt at kneeling for Tali, at being Liara and Shepard’s plaything.

I will obey, Sam thought again, pinching her clit. I am an obedient girl. I exist to give pleasure.

Still something missing.

I am a horny little slut.

That gave her an extra jolt, for sure, especially when her imagination provided a response from the hooded figure in front of her. Good, my pet. Very good.

Sam bit her lip to keep back the moan that threatened to escape. Dammit, she was so close… so close to finding the key to all of this, the force that had been driving her for weeks on end. But it was still just out of reach.

Her drifting mind seized upon one more thing that had been unexpectedly exciting recently. The watch. Follow it as it swings back … and forth … each swing draining your will away, your resistance away….

Sam sighed, her fingers slowing their movement as she pictured it. You cannot resist, cannot look away, as the watch captivates you … bringing you into a deep trance.

She had just one finger moving now, tracing a circle around, and around, and around…

Deeper. Deeper. Sinking further for me. Sinking into the pleasure of complete obedience.

Sam’s lips parted at the mental image, the memories. She’d been here before. Someone had hypnotized her before. And she was using the memory to hypnotize herself.

That thought should have scared her. It didn’t. It was the most exciting thing Sam had ever experienced. She was so far under someone else’s control that they didn’t even need to be present for her to become their obedient pet.

It feels so good to surrender, to let go and sink into a blissful trance.

Surrender.

Surrender your will to me, your pleasure to me…

I obey, Mistress, Sam thought in response, biting her lip once more to keep her from crying out as she made herself climax in a wave of pleasure and submission. She knew what it was, now. She needed to submit completely to her Mistress.

Because she remembered who her Mistress was.