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alluringcompulsions:

Lauren waited silently in her room as she listened to the sounds that came from the kitchen.  She could picture Cindy pouring her coffee into her to go cup before placing the milk back into the fridge.  Any second now. Lauren thought.  She was poised to act as soon as she knew that she was alone.  She heard the door open, shut, and then lock.  One, two, three, four, five. She opened the bedroom door and moved to the hallway listening carefully for the sound of the elevator.  When it pinged at their floor she felt a jolt of pleasure and then a twinge of guilt as she thought that she was only waiting for Cindy to leave so that she could invade her privacy once again.

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It had all started by accident.  Lauren had been working on an assignment that had to be uploaded before midnight and her computer died at 11pm.  There was no way she could get to another one in time and she called her roommate and had begged Cindy to let her use hers.  Cindy had been hesitant, but she couldn’t think of any real excuse to let her friend fail.

Hearing her hesitancy, Lauren had remarked “Don’t worry.  I’m not going to go looking through your search history, and looking at porn is nothing to be embarrassed about anyway because everyone does it.  It’s probably why my computer just died.”

“No, it’s not that…never mind…yeah, you can use it, and get to it because you’re about to run out of time.”

Cindy gave Lauren the password to her laptop and Lauren thanked her profusely, telling her that she would do anything to make this up to her in the future.  Cindy just had to ask.

Lauren was able to upload her assignment with a few minutes to spare and she finally had a chance to breath.  It was like the last forty-five minutes there had been this enormous weight on top of her and the moment she hit “submit” it was lifted and she felt free.  Next time I’m not going to wait until the last minute. She told herself, knowing it was a lie.

She thought back to Cindy’s initial hesitancy to let her use her computer and had a wicked thought to look around and see why.  She didn’t have to look far, because sitting on the desktop was a folder marked “not porn”.  She giggled to herself and wondered what sort of things Cindy saved to a folder on her desktop.  Lauren opened the folder expecting to find pictures and videos, but at first glance, the title of the folder appeared to be accurate.  There were nothing but text files all named after different women.  There were only first names, but it seemed that Cindy was keeping files on all of her friends.  This seems a little creepy.  What sort of stuff is she writing about her friends?  Is she some kind of undercover cop?  No that’s ridiculous.  She clicked on the first file named Amy and what popped up was a story about Cindy wanting to experiment with hypnosis with a girl from her psychology class in the hopes that it would help that girl, Amy, loosen up about experimenting in the bedroom.

Lauren exploded in a fit of giggles.  Perfect little Cindy was writing lesbian fantasy porn about all of her friends.  No wonder Cindy was hesitant to let her use the computer.  Then Lauren felt bad because she had returned Cindy’s favor by betraying her confidence and snooping into her secrets.  She closed the text file and was about to close the folder before she had another thought.  Has she written about me?

She scrolled down and saw that there were four different files named Lauren.  Does she know four different Laurens or does she just have a lot of fantasies about me?  Only one way to figure it out.  She opened the first story and instantly knew that it was about her.  It talked about how they had just moved in together after getting an apartment in the city where they were both going to school.  Cindy’s fantasies all seemed to involve some sort of mind control because this story was all about how she was using subliminal messages in the music that she played to turn Lauren into a horny bisexual plaything.  There were long descriptions of how she would turn on her music and then listen for Lauren to start playing with herself over and over again.  Ok, I just usually pick that time to get off because I thought that she wouldn’t be able to hear me with her music playing.  I can’t believe that she has been listening to me while I do it.  She kept reading as the story talked about how the music was slowly turning her tastes to be more open to women.  To be aroused by women.  To desire women.  The taste, the smell, the feel of a woman.  The way their slender fingers can touch and the way it feels to be buried in between their legs.  The music was helping the Lauren in the story understand that these feelings and desires were perfectly natural.  Of course they are.  If Cindy only knew that I already felt this way…that her fantasy was already true.  Well, not her whole fantasy.  I’m fine being a little submissive, but I’m not going to turn into her sexual plaything.

The story concluded with a note from Cindy that Lauren was a long term project.  Everything had to be perfect with her roommate so she didn’t want to screw anything up.

The Story had left her surprisingly turned on, and she wanted to read the second file, but she wouldn’t be able to explain to Cindy why she was still on her computer so long after uploading her assignment, so she made sure that everything that she had opened was closed and shut down Cindy’s computer.

Lauren realized how lucky she was as she heard Cindy’s keys in the front door.  As Cindy walked into the apartment Lauren tried not to look guilty as they said their hellos. 

It was late, but not really for a Friday night in the city when they had nothing to do the next day.  Cindy pulled a joint out of her purse and shared it with Lauren by the window as they talked about their day and their plans for the next day.  Cindy was going to be up and out all day, but Lauren was free until Monday.

They said their goodnights and went into their respective rooms and that’s when Lauren heard Cindy’s music faintly through the walls.  Cindy always listened to music when she went to sleep, but it was always faint enough that Lauren had never complained.  Tonight, though, she couldn’t help but listen and think of the story.  She was still turned on from the story and feeling a little fuzzy from the joint she reached down to see just how wet she was only to be shocked as her fingers slid across her pussy and found it soaking through her panties.  She quickly grabbed her ipad and moved to her bed where she brought up her favorite porn site.  She thought about the story and about how hot the submissive lesbian fantasy had gotten her before pulling up videos of women dominating other women.  One in particular jumped out at her.  The dominant woman looked a lot like Cindy, and the submissive had the same brunette hair as Lauren.  Lauren played the video as she touched herself and watched as the girl who looked like Cindy put the girl with brunette hair down on her back before she moved up to settle her pussy right on the brunette’s mouth.  She watched as the girl who looked like Cindy sat on the brunette’s face while the brunette used her tongue on whatever was put in front of her.  She licked her pussy, her ass, her clit, and by the end of it her face was soaked in arousal and when Lauren saw the look of arousal and acceptance in the brunette girl’s face she came harder than she could ever remember before passing out and falling into a deep sleep.

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Once she was sure that Cindy was gone, Lauren ran over to her computer to read the next story that bore her name.  She had until around 8pm to get through everything without getting caught.  The second story involved mind control as well (I guess that’s her thing) and was all about Cindy drugging Lauren into compliance with a special joint laced with a powerful hypnotic.  She described some new drug that could render Lauren completely open to suggestion and unable to deny anything that Cindy put into her head.  The story focused on Cindy furthering the submission of Lauren by making it feel good to obey.  Cindy whispered mantras of obedience into Lauren’s mind while assaulting her senses with the smell of her soiled panties held right beneath her nose.  The story went on to describe Cindy breaking Lauren’s will before riding her face to orgasm after orgasm.  Every time she came the smell would send Lauren deeper and deeper into submission and obedience.

As Lauren read this story she felt herself grow aroused and as a bit of a joke to play along she took a single finger and coated it in her arousal before sliding it across the top of her lip and reading the story again.

It felt even better to smell how aroused she was, and the story made her even hotter the second time around, but something still wasn’t right.  She had a naughty thought and ran into Cindy’s room to look through her hamper.  She didn’t have to look very hard because right on top were a pair of panties that looked perfect.  She ran back to the computer and started the story over again from the beginning.  At first she would raise the panties to take a whiff from time to time, but on her fifth time rereading the story she had them pressed tightly to her nose as she inhaled deeply and slowly.

She came before she realized that her other hand had been playing with her pussy the entire time, but that didn’t stop her hand.  She kept toying with herself and taking deep breaths of her roommate’s wonderful fragrance and she slowly slipped down to the floor.  Lying on her back she came over and over again playing out her roommate’s fantasy in her own head.

When she was finally sated she started to feel the shame of what she had done.  She quickly put her roommate’s panties away and thought that this was yet another way she had invaded her privacy.  What is wrong with me?  Although, I bet if she knew I was doing this all day she wouldn’t really complain.  I wonder if I should come onto her as a repayment for letting me use her computer the other night.  I won’t be her little hypnoslave, but I would let her do whatever she wants to my body if she wants to take a dominant role.  I wonder if there are any more clues in the stories that could help me successfully hook up with her.

She read the third story and it was the best one yet. She went back into her roommate’s room to grab the panties again and stopped to turn on the music she was always playing at night.  As the sounds thumped through the apartment, she brought the panties to her nose and went back to the computer to read the story again.  In this one Cindy was training a submissive Lauren how she was supposed to behave. She rewarded her with pleasure and punished her with pain as Lauren quickly learned to obey.  As she read the story Lauren found herself acting out various different parts.  She undressed like the Lauren in the story.  She pretended that as her will was sapped from her mind, her knees would be drawn to the floor, and when Lauren fell to her knees in the story, so too did Lauren fall to her knees while reading it.  She would discipline herself by spanking her naked ass when the Lauren in the story was too slow to obey, and she would feel the same rewards pulsing inside of her as she read the mantras from the story aloud.

She was so incredibly turned on as she knelt on the floor, naked in her own apartment reciting mantras of obedience to her roommate just like the girl in her fantasies.  She wanted to touch herself again, but that wasn’t part of this story and she was having so much fun following the stories.

The fourth story confused her.  This one was all about how Cindy had put a virus on Lauren’s computer that had slowly run in the background of whatever program she had open and hypnotized her over the last month.  Lauren imagined herself staring slack jawed into the screen as Netflix played episode after episode of whatever tv show she was binge watching.  The virus would then shut down Lauren’s computer and force her to use Cindy’s.  Her subconscious would be programmed to look for Cindy’s stories and read every single one about herself.  Each story would contain hidden triggers that would deepen her submission and start her descent into becoming perfect plaything.  It told Lauren that reading this fourth story would complete her transformation into a helpless and obedient hypnoslave to her roommate.  It would leave her aching to be owned and controlled by Cindy.  It would leave her with no choice but to obey, and that in obedience she would find more pleasure than she could ever imagine.  It told her that she would submit.

She read the story over and over again.  She was still naked, on her knees and holding Cindy’s panties to her nose as she heard keys enter the lock to the front door.  Lauren fought to break her gaze away from the computer screen and looked up at her roommate in both awe and confusion.

“Are you ready to submit?”  Cindy asked as she quickly turned her dress into a belt at the sight of her roommate kneeling in submission to her.

“Yes Mistress.”  Was the only reply in Lauren’s mind.

Nnngh.

Yowza. Roommate goals.