The new Neighbours - chapter 4

Jade walked into her bedroom and put her bag beside the desk and turned to see the picture on the wall. “Wow.” She thought “that looks beautiful, it is almost the same picture as the one downstairs but from a different viewpoint. She studied it for a few minutes and then sat at her desk and switched on her computer screen, flicking through her emails and social media pages. Gradually an image forced its way to the front of her thoughts, a naked Jade with a black collar around her neck, kneeling in front of Laura who held the connecting chain, a large bed behind them. Internally she tried to analyze where that thought come from, she liked boys, especially the guys on the football team and yet she kept having sexual thoughts about girls. She had spent almost an hour watching her classmate, expecting the butch teacher to pull her across the desk, finally the girl had started looking back causing her to bury her head in the text book until the lesson ended. During dinner her mind had thought of girls making love and her mother being intimate with their new neighbor, and there had been moments she had to pause eating as erotic thoughts crept to the forefront of her mind.

She stared at the screen wondering why she was having these thoughts, why were so many companies sending her emails offering lesbian dating and escort opportunities, requests for likes and acceptances from unknown individuals who were all women. A page popped up; she couldn’t remember clicking it but she reasoned she must have without thinking. It was Laura’s social media page, photos she had posted, some of them in swimwear, nightwear. Jade slid her hand down into her panties as she clicked on the images, slowly rubbing herself as her mind drank in the photographs.

I watched Jade from the moment she turned the screen on, watching her beautiful eyes scanning the screen, her perfect button nose, those wonderful full lips moving as she read sections. I wanted to run my hands through that thick hair and pull her towards me. Very soon I would.

I had control over her machine so activated a page I had created for her. Each image showing me in skimpy, clingy, revealing, topless, naked poses, holding a chain for her. I could tell by the movement in her shoulder she was touching, her eyes taking on an out of focus expression as she slowly fantasized about me. I clicked on the spiral routine and let that take over her eyes riveted as she reached automatically for the headphones. Once more the spiral started slowly drawing her in repeating the message.

“Follow the spiral into the darkness.”

“There is peace in the darkness.”

“Peace enables you to relax.”

“Relaxation is what you seek.”

Once she reached the first level of relaxation i could push stage two, she had heard it previously so latched on to the message on its first run.

“Follow the spiral into the darkness.”

“Laura will help you relax.”

“You trust Laura.”

“You need Laura.”

This time when the spiral had run its course, I didn’t activate the withdrawal program, instead I let her stare at the ongoing program, its spinning orbit dragging her deeper than she had gone before.

I pressed a tab that allowed my mic to go live to her.

“You desire me, you want me, you crave the collar to be my slave.”

The message would now be repeated during the spiral.

Another tab and the spiral merged with my live cam feed, now I was in the center of the spinning vortex, I undid each button on my blouse slowly and slid it off, unfastened my bra and let it fall away, then cupped my breasts, slowly squeezing and playing with them, allowing her to absorb the memory into her subconscious.

Again, the spiral ran for 3 minutes delivering the final whispered message.

“You feel refreshed and relaxed.”

“Let your dreams reveal themselves.”

The spiral became lighter as Jade was allowed to return from the hypnotic state until she was faced with the natural images of scenery. I watched her blink a few times and then switch off the screen, get into bed and settle into a deep sleep, in her relaxed state my subliminal messages would rise to the surface.

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Jane rinsed the last plate and started to dry, Tony had phoned to say she should eat without him, he was working late, and she was relieved she didn’t have to make small talk, her mind was thinking of women going down on women, female lovers kissing in a tight embrace, and the most common, her spreading oil all over her naked neighbor. She wanted to slide her hand down and rub, but Jade was home and might catch her, so she shook her head to chase the fantasies away, but even as she rubbed the plate dry, she was aware they had started to rebuild.

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Tony pounded his cock into the drug addled prostitute who was bent over his car bonnet. She was the third today, and he was going to have to return to the ATM to get more money if she placed the call to her friend. After he had fucked the first call girl, she had phoned a friend and word was now passing that the mark was in the middle of a cock rage. Tony had never felt so good helping all these destitute women and relieve his aching cock, which was crying out to rest but being overruled by his brain saying just two more. He was starting to smell of stale semen, but the women didn’t seem to care, snatching his money and bending over, before running for their next fix.

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Jane sat at the table alone with the lights off. She had originally waited for Tony to come home but as the hours had slipped by and she realized Jade must be sleeping, she had let her fingers drift downwards and touch herself, letting the images run free in her mind. From where she sat everything was in darkness except for the hanging picture which seemed to give off a light glow that drew the eye towards it. She had become lost in the picture while waiting only waking when the lights on her husband’s car lit the room up as he pulled up in front of the house. She quickly ran upstairs and slid into bed noticing the time read 2.00 a.m. and pretended to sleep as her husband crept up quietly and got into bed falling asleep almost immediately. Once she heard him snoring, she slid her fingers into her wet snatch and continued the fantasy.

The next morning, I decided it was time to pay a return visit to Jane, taking a long shower and sitting in front of the mirror as I dried my hair and plotted my actions, making sure I anticipated how the morning would unfold. I watched Tony get in his car and race away in search of a fuck. I would reset him tomorrow, I didn’t want to break the family up, just remove him from the vicinity of Jane's pussy and the guilt he would have tomorrow when I reshaped his conscience would do the job. Then Jane drove Jade to her classes and I watched the daughters shapely legs disappear into the car and decided tomorrow i would have my first one to one her. I waited for the mom to return and walked over and rang the doorbell, Jane answered looking slightly flushed as she recognized her caller.

“Hello Laura.”

“I'm not too early am I, for our date.” I smiled innocently.

“Our date?” She went redder and I pretended not to notice.

“Our coffee date, we agreed yesterday.”

“Oh yes sorry I was a little absent minded then do come in.” she looked down at the ground and her submissive nature excited me.

I could see my picture hanging on the wall and sat in front of it so that she would face me while we had our coffee. I had worn a just below the knee white summer dress that buttoned at the back over very skimpy blue silk panties that I knew showed through the thin dress material.

She was wearing olive-colored slacks and a white blouse that accentuated her tight ass, long legs and impressive bust. She moved lightly as she went into the kitchen and emerged minutes later with cups of coffee which she placed on the small glass table between us.

“So how are you settling into your new house?” I asked with a smile and crossed my legs, knowing the thin material would slide down my oiled legs. Her eyes went straight to my legs, and I pretended not to notice.

“It is lovely although I have been so busy settling in, I haven’t really met any other neighbors yet.” She started with a stutter but recomposed by the end of her sentence.

“I think you will get on well with them. When you come over for coffee tomorrow, I can introduce you to them.” I was not giving her the chance to decline I realized her submissive side would agree.

I could make that statement because over the last two years I had targeted the houses on every side of me, recruiting those who met my needs, telling the others to move so that I could eventually have a circle of women who would be my harem as and when I wanted them.

“That would be nice.” She replied oblivious to my true meaning.

I made a point of rubbing my shoulder and pulling a grimace.

“Are you okay?” She asked concerned, and gave me the opening I was waiting for, she was now in my trap.

“I have been painting this morning and I have this stiff shoulder causing me a lot of pain. Maybe I could take you up on that massage offer if you have time?”

She flushed from neck to face, and I had to stop from smiling, knowing she was visualizing her fantasies coming true.

“Umm I don’t have my massage table out, its packed away.” She was so meek I knew I had her. It was a nice attempt to try to escape but she wasn’t going anywhere.

“I would appreciate it, I’m really quite stiff, I don’t mind if I have to lie on the sofa or your bed, I would just be so grateful.”

She flushed again and if she wasn’t careful that much blood rushing to her head would make her pass out.

“I can pay if you want.” I added, knowing after accepting the picture she was indebted to me,

“Oh no its fine I can do it now.” Again, the drop in her voice was a sign of defeat,

“Where do you want me?” I asked with an innocent expression.

I saw the flush return to her face once more.

“Pardon, oh right, yes well maybe.” and she hesitated as she looked at the sofa I was sitting on before continuing “I could get the massage table out that might be best.”

“Oh, there is no need to go to that trouble, I’m sure the ache will go quickly, maybe the rug or your bed will be just as accessible.”

I saw her glance at the rug and knew that would be another fantasy created later in her mind.

“Although I’m sure the bed is comfier, shall we use your bed?” I loved her expression as the double meaning struck home, part defeated but color from arousal in her cheeks.

“Yes, OK let me grab some oils and we will do it there.”

She flushed at her own double meaning that time.

“Sounds wonderful.” I replied maintaining eye contact.

I followed her up the stairs savoring every moment knowing her panties must be leaking with all the fantasizes I had placed there.

She opened the bedroom door, and I walked past her towards the bed stopping just short and made a pretense of reaching behind my back for the buttons and winced.

“Oh, would you be an angel and unbutton me it was the devil to do up this morning.”

Jane had no choice but to put the oils down on the bedside unit and come up behind me nervously undoing each button, the dress sliding down leaving me in just my tiny blue silk bra and panty. I crawled onto the bed knowing the memory of this was burning deep into her psyche and mingling with her own fantasies creating a new reality.

I looked over my shoulder and caught her staring at my body.

“You don’t want to get oil all over your clothes, why don’t you slip into something suitable, I can wait.”

She nodded mutely still looking and then went to her closet and took out a white masseuse tunic that covered to mid-thigh undid her blouse and removed it and after slipping on the tunic  then slid the slacks off and walked towards the bed.