Musings of a Mindfucked Pet
I entered my local mall hoping to get a few presents for my family and coworkers before the full on rush of the holiday season was upon us. Even though everyone else it seemed was ordering online these days, I still like being able to touch and feel a product before I purchase it. For this reason, I was especially intrigued with a small shop near the door that I entered with a sign reading “Virtual Reality Demo – Come in and try it!”. I entered the shop and was surprised by its simplicity – there was a single table with a virtual reality headset on it and a curtain leading to a back room. In front of the headset was a sign that said, “Try me!”.
As I approached the headset a beautiful woman came out from behind the curtain wearing a white lab coat over black yoga pants and a matching lycra compression top. She was an incredible beauty with perfect athletic form. In fact, she was the most beautiful woman that I had ever laid eyes on. Her hair was lustrous and perfect in every way. I imagined that it must smell as beautiful as it looked. Her eyes were hypnotic, powerful yet made me feel incredibly at ease in her presence. On her jacket, the name G. Finley was stitched. She motioned for me to sit down at the chair near the headset. I complied and she placed the headset on my head. For the first time, she spoke and her voice was as rich and creamy as the most decadent dessert. She could have said anything and I would have been instantly hard. However, in this case, she said, “Just relax and enjoy what you see, my pet.”
Had she said, “My pet?”. I thought to myself but that thought faded away as I was taken to a virtual world of what appeared to be some sort of BDSM dungeon. Suddenly, I saw a man, a naked man, strapped to a Saint Andrew’s Cross. Next, a woman entered, she was dressed from head to toe in a shiny black bodysuit, she had incredible knee-high leather boots. In her right hand was a flogger. She approached the man and began teasing his cock with the strands of the flogger. Each time that she touched his cock, I could feel my being to grow. As he grew harder and harder, so did I. Suddenly, the woman turned toward me, it was Finley, the woman from the store. At the same time, I heard her voice in real-time asking me if I liked what I was seeing. I nodded my head as I heard her whisper that I needed to do whatever I must to make myself more comfortable. Without thinking about where I was, I took my now raging hard on out of my pants.
Just as suddenly as I got my hard on out of my pants in real-time, the scene in my virtual world changed. We were in a secluded park and Finley, the woman from the store was now dressed in a leather skater skirt and matching sports bra while she was stroking the hard cock of the man who was being flogged before. As the man writhed in delight, she removed her skirt and sports bra revealing the most perfect 34c-24-34 body that I had ever seen. The vision delighted the man too as he began exploding stream of hot white cum into a bowl. I was amazed at the volume of cum that her perfection elicited from him. As I watched I was now harder than ever, in my virtual world Finley approached me with a syringe that she had just filled with the bowl of cum. She injected the cum into rock hard cock and at the same time I felt a prick in my cock in real-time. Finley’s voice softly told me, “You belong to me now, my pet. You will do anything I desire. You are mine.” I responded, “Yes, Goddess Finley, YOU own me!”.
Immediately, I exploded with torrents of my own cum in both worlds. It was the most amazing orgasm of my life. My mind went completely blank. I passed out. When I awoke the VR headset was gone, I was in a room just like I had seen. I was naked and strapped to a Saint Andrew’s Cross. When my Goddess Finley appeared I knew what my new reality was going to be.

I woke up in a daze. My mind was cloudy and muddled. I had no idea where I was. As I looked around, I could see that I was in some kind of room that was a cross between a laboratory and a hospital room. Everything was white, antiseptic and sterile. I was alone and a bit terrified. I wondered to myself how I had gotten in this predicament.
Suddenly, a monitor turned on and I saw her image on the screen. She was the most beautiful woman that I had ever seen. She was dressed in a skintight bodysuit made of the same type of material that yoga pants are made from. Her exquisite form was intoxicating. From her muscular arms and legs which had to be the result of countless hours on the treadmill and in the weight room, to her absolutely sumptuous athletic ass and plush, yet pert, 34C tits. She was amazing. Her eyes were hypnotic as well. I couldn’t look away from them. My cock twinged with delight as I continued to watch her. She was talking to someone off screen, as the start of my night began replaying in my mind.
I remembered approaching her at a bar in town earlier in the night. She was dressed in a businesswoman’s outfit – conservative, yet still incredibly beautiful. We had exchanged pleasantries and I offered to buy her a drink. I had gotten a soda for myself but then she had asked me to get something for her that she had left on a table in the dining room. When I returned, I chugged my soda down and recall my head getting a bit fuzzy and now here I was in this room.
The sound of my acquaintance from the bar boomed through the room, I was told that her name was Finley but it would now and always be Goddess Finley to me. Her intoxicating beauty on the monitor in front of me, coupled with her hypnotic and sensual voice distracted me while another woman dressed in a latex nurse’s uniform entered the room and began injecting some liquid into me intravenously. I was told that my reprogramming would be starting soon, as would my new life as Goddess Finley’s slave. I should have been terrified. I should have tried to escape. Instead, I blissfully smiled and nodded in agreement as the mind altering drug coursed through my veins. Goddess Finley always knows what is best, I thought as I drifted into a dreamlike state while being immersed in videos of my new fetishes and desires and while my Goddess told me how much I loved being her submissive. My training was just beginning and I have never been happier. What was going to happen next? I was looking forward to finding out.

Musings of a mindfucked pet
I saw her walking along the beach in an amazing one piece swimsuit. Her perfectly plush 34C breasts were nearly bursting forth from their spandex swimsuit cocoon. Her body glistened from head to toe as the sun shone against the water droplets that remained from her recent dip into the ocean waters. Her lustrous hair looked sensually divine as it was smoothed down by the ocean water. She was truly magnificent, a sight to behold.
She came over to the empty blanket just in front of where I was sitting. I couldn’t believe my good fortune. Just seeing her majestic beauty had my cock erect against the mesh lining of my swim trunks. When she looked over in my direction, I could feel my cock actually tingle with pleasure. She waved me over as she held a small bath towel. She instructed me to wipe the water from her glistening body. I did so and felt so aroused and alive, caressing each curve of her perfect 34c-24-34 athletic body. When she was sufficiently dry, she held out some suntan lotion and instructed me to rub it all over her athletic legs and muscular arms. I did so eagerly and with great delight. I did not say a word but rather lost myself in my task.
She said her name was Finley, but in my mind I knew it would always be Goddess Finley to me. She told me how she came to the beach to work on her amazing tan that went so well with her perfect form that was the result of countless hours in the gym. When I was finished with the lotion, she bent over to get something out of her back. Her exquisite ass was just inches from my face. It took every inch of my personal will power to not kiss it or touch it. I prayed that might happen some day in the future. Oh how, I wanted to worship her perfection and do anything she commanded.
She gave me a card with an address on it. She instructed me to be there at 5PM, if I wanted to serve her. She could tell by the look in my eyes that I would be there. I never wanted something as much in my life. I needed to please her. I needed to serve her. I needed to do anything and everything she desired.

Finley was the most beautiful student at the local college. Her perfectly toned 34C-24-34 gymnast’s body was truly spectacular. Additionally, she was
naturally brilliant and an honor’s student both in Chemistry and Psychology. In fact, she was already working on her Master’s thesis after just three years at the school.
A long time professor in the Psychology Department, Professor Johnson was a misogynist. He didn’t like female students and in particular, he thought that beautiful female students who were doing well had to be getting ahead just on their looks. As a result, Finley’s experience in Professor Johnson’s class had been unpleasant to this point. He constantly interrupted her and attempted to mansplain to her when she spoke up in class. Furthermore, while her work was clearly superior to any others in the class, Professor Johnson continually found fault with it.
Finally, Finley had enough of Professor Johnson. She was heading to his office to have it out with him once and for all. If she was going to complete her degree, she needed to get through with the unpleasantness of his class. When she arrived for the meeting, the Professor was his usual condescending, chauvinistic self – telling Finley, she couldn’t just get by on her looks in his class. What he didn’t know was that Finley had been working on a mind control serum as part of her chemistry research and had been looking for someone to test it on. Instead of arguing with the Professor, she asked him if she could get him a cup of coffee. She knew he would not turn down the opportunity to have a woman get something for him. He smiled and accepted her offer. When she went to get the coffee, she poured some of the serum into his coffee and returned to his office.
Fast forward three months, the semester has ended and Finley is heading down to Professor Johnson’s office to confirm that she has received her well-deserved A in his class. He is delighted to see her as always now, when she closes the office door, he falls to his knees and begins kissing and licking her Hunter boots. When she pulls out her strap-on, he immediately begins sucking it. When he is all finished, he confirms her A. She gives him a picture of herself to add to the shrine of his Goddess that he has created in his new apartment. He’s all alone now after telling his wife of thirty years that only Goddess Finley gets him hard. Of course, he was happy to give her their house. He so loves to please women now. Goddess Finley has taught him that. As she sees his cock get hard under his pants as he looks at the new picture, she gave him. Goddess Finley heads out. She’s looking forward to Professor Johnson’s class next semester after all.