Subliminal Seduction

[Kepic]

Jacob Walters

I had spent weeks if not months going through the code, checking, debugging, double checking. Now, all that remained was to test the program. It was, to all outside observations, a simple but pleasing screensaver - multicoloured lines bouncing about the monitor. But it was far from such a simple piece of software. It could deliver - at least, I theorized it could deliver - subliminal messages to anyone who watched the display.

Programming was just a hobby for me, although I had been through several college and evening courses... really, I was an advertisement executive, and I had several years ago become fascinated with the whole concept of subliminal advertising. There had been many stories, half truths, proven facts that it worked - though converesely nothing truly substantial. A few months back, I had finally decided to try and put theory into practice.

The program was small - a little less then 50kb when zipped - and it would read e-mails for further hidden 'secret messages' to display once it was installed onto a computer, though with the proper knowledge you could change the message manually. The first in-built message was a relatively simple one - "you love this screen saver, you don't want to ever change it. You will watch it for at least a few seconds when it comes up on your monitor."

Now, I was giving it its first trial - I had installed it onto my secretaries computer, outside my office, the previous night. Would it work? If it did, I was sure I could have a lot of fun with it.

* * *

"Morning Nadine, how are you today?" I said, as I opened the door. She was sorting through the morning mail, and I saw the screensaver - my screensaver - dancing over her monitor.

"New screensaver?" I asked, pretending to just notice it as I walked over to her desk.

 

[JadedHeart]

OOC: May I?

Nadine Hanson
Personal Assistant
26 years old
5'5"
115 lbs.
honey-blonde hair
green eyes
36C-26-34

IC: "Morning Nadine, how are you today?" my boss greeted me as he walked through the door.

“Good morning, Mr. Walters. I’m fine, thank you.” I replied with an absent smile.

“New screensaver?” He asked.

“Yes, it was there when I came in this morning. I thought you had installed it.”

From his confused look, I answered my own question, “Well, I guess not, but I’m glad someone did, because I love it!”

 

[Kepic]

OOC: By all means, and welcome.

IC:
I smiled inwardly. Was it really working? I had to make sure. But what kind of test could I make?

"Well, that's nice" I said with a smile, as I glanced through the envelopes she handed me, and opened the door to
my office, maintaining a detached air, "could you get me a coffee, please Nadine? I had a late night last night, still need some help waking up."

"Certainly" she said, getting up.

While she left to make me a coffee (black, no sugar) I quickly stepped up to her computer and opened my program, entering a new command, coming up with something on the spur of the moment...

'Nadine, when taking dictation from Mr Walters, you sit on his lap - there is nothing strange about this, it perfectly natural - you will now remember yourself as always having done so.'

That should provide me with some proper evidence of whether my little program really worked or not, even though I felt a twinge of guilt at making that kind of subliminal suggestion.

Any opportunities to change it however to something more simple were lost, as I heard Nadine coming back down the hall. Quickly, I set up the screensaver, picked up the envelopes and went into my office, sitting myself down at my desk, and got to work.

 

[JadedHeart]

Nadine

OOC: Thank you!

IC: After taking Mr. Walters his coffee, I went back to my desk to finish setting his appointments for the following week. Before I pulled up his schedule on the computer, I paused to watch the new screen saver. I really did love it.

After a minute I gave myself a mental shake, I had to hurry if I wanted to get this task accomplished before Mr. Walters finished reading his mail. I knew as soon as he did he would want to dictate his responses to the correspondence that needed replies.

I was almost finished when Mr. Walters’ voice came over the intercom, asking me to come to his office. I stood, straightened the short skirt of my navy suit, and grabbed my Steno pad and pen. The heels of my 4” pumps made a light clicking noise on the tile floor as I walked down the hall to his office.

I loved to pair business attire with ultra-feminine accessories. The result was very professional, but didn’t let you forget I am a woman. The silk stockings and garter belt that I wore under the suit were my own little secret indulgence.

I walked into Mr. Walters’ office and took my place on his lap. With my pen posed above the pad, I looked at him expectantly.

 

[Kepic]

Nadine walked into my office, strode around my desk, and sat down on my lap. I had to fight to keep my look of surprise off of my face as she looked at me with her usual business-like expression, ready to take down my diction. It worked!

"Is something wrong, Mr Walters?" she asked.

"Hmm? Oh, no, no nothing" I replied, turning my attention to the dictation. Though, as she shifted a little every so often on my lap, and I breathed in her perfume, and admired her shapely body through her attire at this close range, my manhood was quickly stirring.

"Just a couple of letters today Nadine, the first, to..." I began, and soon thereafter she had written down my dictated letters in her shorthand.

"Thank you Nadine" I said, as she slipped off of my lap. As soon as she had closed the door behind her, I was typing in an e-mail to send to her computer from mine, the straining erection in my pants clouding my better judgement. My screensaver program would delete it as soon as it had automatically read the hidden message...

'Nadine, you will go to Mr Walters office during your next lunch break, and give him a blow-job. You have had a secret fantasy desire to do so since you first started working for him. You will love the taste of his spunk, it will taste deliciously sweet to you.'

I sent the e-mail, quickly regretting it - it wasn't exactly proper, was it? - but as her lunch break drew closer, I was growing more and more excited with hopeful, and admittedly lustful, anticipation.

[Edited by Kepic on 01-20-2001 at 06:21 AM]

 

[JadedHeart]

Nadine

After Mr. Walters had finished dictating his letters I returned to my desk to type them. I reached for the keyboard and paused to admire my new screen saver again. As I watched the bright colors bounce across the screen my mind began to wander. I began to fantasize about giving Mr. Walters a blow job. It had been my secret desire since I had first started to work for him and I had no idea why I had never acted on it.

There was no reason why I shouldn’t and I resolved that today was the day I would finally just do it. I normally didn’t make spontaneous decisions like this, but this was different, this was something I simply felt compelled to do. My lunch break seemed like the perfect time for it, so that decided, I set about typing Mr. Walters’ letters.

I had finished all of my morning tasks and sat watching my screen saver as I waited the last few minutes until lunchtime. My determination seemed to strengthen, and I was sure this was the right thing to do. When the clock finally struck noon, I stood up and removed my suit jacket, knowing that just the camisole I was wearing under it would be much less restrictive. After hanging the jacket neatly on the back of my desk chair, I walked down the hall and entered Mr. Walters’ office. He looked up from the papers he had been reading when he heard me shut and lock the door.

He watched as I walked across the room and rounded his desk. When I was standing next to him I said, “Mr. Walters, I want to suck your cock.” He looked quite stunned but did nothing to stop me as I swiveled his chair to face me and knelt before him. Encouraged by his lack of resistance, I reached for his belt buckle and deftly unfastened it. I made short work of the button and zipper and soon had his penis freed from its confines.

He was already rock hard and a tiny drop of pre-cum glistened on the tip. I flicked the tip with my tongue to capture the tiny drop, savoring the delicious taste. I wrapped my fingers around the base of his dick and began to caress its silky length with my tongue before taking him into my mouth. His hands had found their way into my hair and using slight pressure he encouraged me to take all of him.

I had to relax my throat in order to accommodate his large size, but once I did I began to suck his cock with gusto, using my tongue to tease his length as I did. I thrilled to the task; his musky male scent and satiny texture were exactly as I had fantasized they would be.

His hands were now buried in my hair, setting the rhythm. As he increased the tempo, I applied more suction until I felt him tense and begin to shoot his hot load into my mouth. I greedily swallowed every delicious drop, loving the sweet taste. When I had sucked him dry, I rose from the floor and brushed my lips across his cheek. “Thank you,” I whispered seductively in his ear, before turning and leaving the office.

When I got back to my work area I glanced at the clock and realized I had just enough time to run down the street to grab a sandwich to eat at my desk. I slipped my jacket back on and reached for my purse. As I walked out the door I realized that, oddly enough I wasn’t embarrassed in the least by what I had just done.

 

[Kepic]

I sat in silence for several minutes after she left, with only her last words - 'thank you' - ringing in my ears, before tucking myself back in, zipping up and buckling my belt, staring at my computer's keyboard. I was shocked, at the apparent success of my program, almost as much as I was at myself.

What next? Where could I take this? The possibilities were immense. I went out to Nadine's office, to speak to her - intending to play the role of a shocked employer - but found her gone, probably to get something to eat.

It didn't take much fighting of my conscience to take the opportunity to change the message once more.

'Nadine, you will ask Mr Walters out this evening to a meal at your place. You want to please him, in every way. You want to become his sex-slave. If he is happy, you are happy.'

Setting the screensaver back up, I returned to my office, smiling to myself. I hadn't really considered what I'd do with the program, before, I was more interested in seeing if it could work. Now that I knew it did... well, what man wouldn't love to be able to do such things?

 

[JadedHeart]

Nadine

It didn’t take long to get my lunch from the sub shop and soon I was back at my desk. I was watching my screen saver as I ate my sandwich when I had a fantastic idea. I would invite Mr. Walters to my place for dinner. I wondered what I should serve; I wanted something that would please him.

After discarding several ideas I finally thought of one I believed would be perfect. Stuffed quail with winter vegetables, fingerling potatoes and balsamic jus. Game birds were my specialty and they made a lovely presentation. I quickly made a list of things I would need to pick up from the store on the way home.

I was just finishing the details when Mr. Walters came out of his office. “Mr. Walters, I was wondering if you would like to come to my house for dinner this evening?” I invited with a warm smile.

“Yes, I would love to,” he replied. “In fact, why don’t you take the afternoon off. If you’re going to be slaving over a hot stove for me, it only seems fair.” I was grateful to have the extra time to prepare, and thanked him for being so thoughtful. What a sweet man he was!

I went to the store after leaving the office and purchased the items I would need. When I got home I immediately began preparing the food. As soon as I had everything ready to go in the oven, I set the table in the dinning room with my best china and silver. Checking the clock, I knew I was running right on schedule and went upstairs to have a long soak in the tub.

Once I had turned myself into a prune and the water was beginning to cool, I got out of the tub and dried myself with a fluffy towel. I padded to the bedroom and went to the armoire to pull out a stunning red silk cocktail dress that I thought Mr. Walters might like. Even though the dress had a modest neckline, it was backless and I couldn’t wear a bra with it, so the sleek material molded itself to my curves and revealed as much as it concealed.

I hung the dress on the door to the armoire and then rummaged through my lingerie drawer until I found my red thong panties and put them on. I went back to the bathroom and applied my make-up with a skillful hand, then twisted my long hair into an elegant French knot allowing stray tendrils to escape and curl around my face. A dab of perfume in a few strategic places and I was golden.

I went back downstairs and popped the birds in the oven and started the things on the stovetop. When I had everything cooking, I found my crystal candlesticks, put new tapers in them and placed them on the table. Then I got the fresh flowers I had picked up at the store and arranged them in a crystal bowl and set them in the center of the table.

I glanced at the clock and saw that it was almost time for Mr. Walters to arrive. I checked the food one last time to make sure nothing was burning and rushed upstairs to finish dressing. I slid on silk thigh-high stockings, slipped into my dress, and put on my matching red pumps.

Back downstairs I saw that the food was just about ready to serve. I opened a bottle of wine to breathe and was just lighting the candles when the doorbell rang.

 

[Kepic]

I went home after work to prepare myself for the expected eventful evening and night.

After a bath and close clean shave, with a maybe slightly too liberal splash of aftershave, I put on my favourite red silk boxers, my best black suit - usually reserved for making presentations to the executive board of the company - and shined and polished its matching shoes. Collecting my laptop, which I thought might prove useful with my screensaver on it, I then took the drive over to my secretaries house.

Walking up the drive, I pressed the doorbell, stepping back as the light chime heralded my arrival. Shortly after, she opened the door.

"Good evening Nadine" I said with a smile, casting my eyes not so-quickly over her. "You look absolutely stunning" I added, which was no idle flattery.

 

[JadedHeart]

Nadine

I answered the door with a welcoming smile and was immediately struck by how devastatingly handsome he looked. He had worn his best suit and he smelled divine. “Good evening, Nadine,” he said, as he leisurely caressed my body with an appreciative gaze. “You look absolutely stunning,” He complimented.

“Thank you,” I replied, secretly thrilled that I had obviously pleased him. I ushered him into the living room and bade him to make himself comfortable while I served dinner. He seated himself on the sofa and placed his laptop on the coffee table. I kind of hoped he didn’t want to mix business with pleasure, but if it would make him happy, I wouldn’t complain.

I went to the kitchen and found that everything was ready to serve. The Cornish hens were roasted to a beautiful golden brown and everything smelled delicious. After carrying the food to the table, I went to escort my guest to the dining room. The dinner was as delectable as I had hoped it would be and the conversation flowed easily, mostly revolving around work topics.

When we had finished eating, I quickly cleared away the dishes; returning with a tray baring slices of an incredibly decadent chocolate torte that I had purchased from the bakery and cups of strong black coffee. The torte was much too rich for either of us to finish a whole slice, so we sat talking companionably while we finished our coffee. Mr. Walters seemed to be enjoying himself, which made me very happy.

When we had finished our coffee I asked if he would like to wait in the living room while I cleared the table. When I returned, carrying two snifters of brandy, I was mildly disappointed to see he had his laptop opened on the table. I offered him one of the snifters and set mine on the table as I went to put a match to the fire that was laid in the fireplace. Assuring myself that I had done everything I could to make my guest as comfortable as possible, I seated myself next to him on the sofa.

 

[Kepic]

I was enjoying the pleasant conversation after such a wonderful meal, and enjoying the company even more so. I glanced at the screensaver, where the latest subliminal instruction to her was now displayed, albeit invisibly to the human eye and conciousness. I had noticed her looking at my laptop a couple of times already since I had set it up, her attention drawn by the screensaver dancing over its display.

'Nadine, you trust Mr Walters implicitly. He is a wonderful man and you would do anything, absolutely anything for him. When he next places his hand on your knee, you will offer yourself to him as his obedient slave, to be used as he see's fit.'

Downing the brandy, I looked at her and smiled, and, placing a hand on one of her knees, I squeezed it gently.

"Nadine, my dear, about today at work, what you did to me" I said, looking into her green eyes. "Why did you do it? Not saying that I didn't enjoy it immensely, because I loved it."

 

[JadedHeart]

Nadine

When I sat down Mr. Walters picked up the conversation where we had left it at the dining table. He had opened his laptop, but fortunately hadn’t mentioned any work he wanted to accomplish. My concentration kept straying to the screen saver as I tried to stay focused on what he was saying. His hand gently squeezing my knee earned my full attention.

"Nadine, my dear, about today at work, what you did to me," he asked. "Why did you do it? Not saying that I didn't enjoy it immensely, because I loved it."

“Because it was something I’ve fantasized about doing since I first came to work for you. I finally couldn’t restrain myself any longer,” I answered with complete honesty.
“I want desperately to become your obedient sex slave, please say yes, I will do absolutely anything to please you.” I finished, knowing I would die if he said no.

 

[Kepic]

"You will have to convince me of your sincerity" I said, with a smile.

"Very well, let us set some basic rules for you, my sweet would-be slave" I said. I had a little time to think on this, beforehand. "You are to refer to me as Master, when we are in private, such as now. You will call me Mr Walters at work, or when we are in such company where that would be proper. If I choose eventually to show you off as my fiance, you will call me Jake, or sweetheart. You will obey me henceforth without question or hesitation, instantly and fully, to the very best of your capabilities."

I turned off the laptop, shutting it and placing it out of the way on the floor, and looked her again, considering what I should give as her first, vocal, instruction.

"Now, slave, bring that coffee table over beside the sofa, strip down to your underwear, sit yourself down on it and masturbate before me" I said, with what I felt was a commanding voice.

 

[JadedHeart]

Nadine

"You will have to convince me of your sincerity," he said. Relief washed over me as I realized he was going to give me a chance to prove myself. I listened intently as he stated his rules, nodding my head in mute agreement.

"Now, slave, bring that coffee table over beside the sofa, strip down to your underwear, sit yourself down on it and masturbate before me" he said in an authoritative tone.

I instantly sprung from the sofa, eager to do his biding. I pulled the coffee table closer to the sofa and turned to face him. I kicked off my pumps and pulled the dress off my shoulders, allowing the sensuous material to whisper down my body to pool at my feet. I sat down on the edge of the table, leaning over to roll the stockings from my legs.

Now, clad only in my tiny thong panties, I looked up to gage his reaction. He had assumed a relaxed pose, but his eyes were riveted to my nearly bare body. The undisguised lust in their depths gave me a moment of triumph. I brought my finger to my mouth, wetting the tip with my tongue, then circled my finger around one rosy nipple, then the other, causing them to pucker into hard little buds.

My hands skimmed down my body gently caressing my ribs and over my flat tummy until they reached my panties. I leaned back, bracing myself on one hand and used the other to caress myself through the thin material. I moved my panties to the side to stroke my fingertips along my full lips, before parting them to reveal my glistening clit.

I teased the swollen pleasure button with slow, sensuous strokes, before sliding a finger into my aqueous sheath. My hot juices soaked my fingers as they slipped in and out. My head fell back and I shut my eyes, lost in the moment, imagining Mr. Walters’ fingers touching me so intimately.

 

[Kepic]

I watched the highly erotic display Nadine was putting on for me for a few minutes, my cock rising swiftly in its current confines. I had to fight the urge to touch myself, or take her then and there.

I took hold of the wrist of the hand which she had between her thighs, pulling her slick fingers out of her minge. "Very nice, slave" I said, as she opened her eyes to look at me dreamily. "That was a stimulating performance."

I got up from the sofa. "Now, undress me" I said, "I think it is time to retire to my bedroom for the night. After all, this is my house, isn't it, slave?"

 

[JadedHeart]

Nadine

He grasped my wrist, breaking the erotic spell. Reality and fantasy collided as I looked into the eyes of the man I was fantasizing about only seconds before. "Very nice, slave," he said. "That was a stimulating performance." I was ecstatic at his words of praise. "Now, undress me" he commanded, "I think it is time to retire to my bedroom for the night. After all, this is my house, isn't it, slave?"

“Yes, Master, it is,” I answered docilely. I stood before him, staring into his intense eyes as I began to loosen his tie. When I had worked the knot free, I pulled it from around his neck and tossed it into the nearby chair to join his suit jacket that he had discarded earlier.

My fingers slowly started to unfasten the buttons on his expensive dress shirt, brushing each new bit of bare skin revealed with my lips. When I had finally finished with the buttons I pulled the shirttails from his pants and pushed the shirt from his shoulders, brushing my breasts across the masculine expanse of his chest as I did. His shirt joined his jacket and tie in the chair.

I gently pushed his shoulders and he sat back down on the sofa so I could kneel at his feet to remove his socks and shoes. Having accomplished that, I rose before him and took his hand to pull him to his feet. I reached for his belt buckle and unfastened it for the second time that day. After unbuttoning and unzipping his pants, I slipped my hands inside the waistband to push both his pants and his boxers over his slim hips and down his long legs, brushing my palms over his tight butt and strong thighs as I did.

When he had stepped out of them I picked them up and draped them neatly over the chair with the rest of his clothes. When I turned back to him I couldn’t keep the wicked grin from playing around the corners of my mouth. I took his hand in mine and led him upstairs to my –no his- bedroom. Once inside the room I released his hand and went to turn on the small bedside lamp.

In the soft glow he looked like a mythic God, completely naked and utterly male. Anticipation pooled in the pit of my stomach as I awaited his next command.

 

[Kepic]

I only glanced briefly around the room, which was distinctly feminine in its decorations. Walking over to the bed, I laid out upon it, face up, put my hands behind my head on the pillow, and looked at her with a smile.

"Well slave, I've already seen what your mouth can do" I said. "Now show me what your sweet little cunt can achieve."

 

[JadedHeart]

Nadine

"Well slave, I've already seen what your mouth can do," he said. "Now show me what your sweet little cunt can achieve."

His command couldn’t have pleased me more. With a seductive smile, I reached up and began to pull the pins from my hair. When I had removed them all, I shook my long tresses so they spilled over my shoulders and down my back.

I made a sensuous display of sliding my thong down my long, firm legs and then kicking it out of the way. I approached the bed and stretched out on top of him, molding my soft curves to his hard planes.

I brought my lips to his for a kiss, a long, slow, passionate kiss, full of heat and longing. Reluctantly breaking the kiss, I poised myself above him and slowly slid onto his throbbing erection, letting him fill me inch by delicious inch.

 

[Kepic]

She sank down onto me slowly, and I closed my eyes for a few moments to savour the feeling. She felt good, but I felt that things were simply going to get better.

I took my hands out from behind my neck, and, reaching up, grasped her pretty breasts roughly, pinching and tugging on her erect nipples between thumbs and forefingers, making her gasp.

"Ride me, slave" I said. "Show me what a good slut you can be for your master."

 

[JadedHeart]

Nadine

“Ride me, slave,” he ordered. “Show me what a good slut you can be for your master.”

I slowly raised my hips, letting him almost slip from my body, before sinking slowly down again. My muscles gripped him tightly as I gradually increased my pace. From my position above him I could easily watch the play of emotions across his face, and I reveled in the fact that I could give him such pleasure.

I brought him to the edge of ecstasy, and when I felt him tense in anticipation of his climax, I stopped and carefully slid off his throbbing cock. I glided down his body and took him whole into my mouth, inhaling my own intoxicating essence. I sucked his torrid manhood in and out of my mouth until he released his seed in a steaming deluge. I swallowed each delicious drop, and then stretched out beside him like a contented kitten.

 

[Kepic]

She pulled off of me just as I began to reach my peak, but quickly brought her lips down to bare upon my throbbing manhood, quickly teasing it to unleash a second load of my hot seed into her mouth that day, which she again swallowed with obvious delight.

As she curled up beside me in the bed, a contented smile on her face - one which my own face surely mirrored - I smiled and held her close.

"Very good" I commended her, kissing her forehead. "You have impressed me, slave."

"Tell me, have you orgasmed?" I asked. I licked my lips, and kissed her neck. "It is time to taste my property, I think" I added.

 

[JadedHeart]

Nadine

"It is time to taste my property, I think," he said, his lips pressed against my neck. His words caused a delicious tremor to sweep through me. He slowly worked his way down my body, pausing for a quick kiss here, a gentle nibble there. By the time he reached his destination, I was squirming under his teasing ministrations and could feel moisture trickling down the inside of thighs.

He parted my puffy lips to reveal the glistening nubbin; a quick flick of his tongue elicited a moan from deep in my throat. Then he attacked my enflamed clit in earnest and I allowed my legs to fall wide and arched my hips, silently begging for more.

His tongue circled and flicked across my pleasure button, while stroking his finger in and out of my dripping sheath. When his searching finger found my G-spot, I came undone, shaking and crying out my pleasure.

 

[Kepic]

I ran my tongue up and down her narrow slit, before delving it inside of her along with my probing finger, tasting her sex. She spread her legs wide, her hands on her inner thighs, opening herself up to me further. Smiling, I began to lick around the outside of her honeyed walls, slipping in a second, then third, finger.

She cried out and arched her body as I buried my face as tight against her as I could manage, as I tongued her deeply, fingers thrusting in and out with gathering speed.

 

[JadedHeart]

Nadine

I lay there writhing in ecstasy under his skillful assault, the cool sheets grasped in my white-knuckled fists. The walls of my spasming sheath gripped his fingers tightly. Muscles tensed, body straining, the euphoria began in the very core of my being, building ever higher until it crashed over my body in waves of pleasure.

The world had ceased to exist except for the delicious sensations his tongue and fingers were creating. I could hear nothing beyond the rapid beating of my own heart echoing in my ears and the harsh, ragged sounds of my breathing. I could see nothing but the bright lights exploding in multi-colored fragments behind my closed eyelids. The smell of raw, hot sex permeated the room, and I still could taste the evidence of his passion on my lips. Beyond those simple impressions, my senses were void, there was nothing left but to feel.

 

[Kepic]

I brought her to, and then over, the brink, rewarded by a flood of her juices, which I eagerly lapped up even as I still continued the assault with my fingers, her cunt muscles squeezing them, her body jerking almost spastically on the bed.

Finally, I withdrew my fingers, damp with her sex, trailing them up her body as I kissed my way back up to her other lips, sharing her own taste and tasting mine still within her mouth, our combined sexual juices a heady mixture that I found to my liking.