Open Season Ch. 03

Chapter 3

Nora sat perched on a bar stool in the middle of the most popular campus bar, sipping a martini and surveying the students in the room. She certainly wasn't the only person in the room with a wandering eye, as she was attracting wide-eyed stares, lustful gazes, and a few glares from envious girlfriends kicking their boyfriends in the shins for drooling.

Never one for subtly, and acutely aware of her physical blessings, Nora was dressed to kill tonight. She was wearing a plunging black-laced top that hugged her slim stomach and large, creamy tits so perfectly that it could have easily been mistaken for a corset. The top was tucked into a tight black skirt that hugged her hips and reached just above her knees, though it also sported a slit up to mid-thigh on one side. She made dramatic effect of the slit by gracefully crossing and uncrossing her legs throughout the evening, causing three men, (and one female bartender), to walk into walls.

Of course Nora wasn't the only Hunter working the room tonight. In the corner she noticed a classmate from one of her tech labs speaking to a very attractive man and woman who were growing more and more engrossed by a small circular charm he was casually dangling in his hand. At the bar sat two particularly perky and lively blondes who hadn't noticed their bartender had suddenly been replaced by a a young man who was watching them drink their drinks intently, smiling as their faces and necks grew flush and their nipples grew hard beneath their thin tops.

The bar certainly was full of attractive tags, but Nora was being very selective tonight, on the prowl for a specific target. A couple of particularly muscular football players had looked her up and down from the pool table, but she ignored them. Two different guys had offered to buy her another drink, but she politely refused. It wasn't until she heard the unmistakable sound of a hand slapping a face that she finally took an interest.

She turned around to see a tall, willowy blonde walking away from a pool table, scowling as she went. There was a small group of guys there, all laughing as one of them rubbed a red mark on his cheek that looked not unexpectedly like a hand.

"Lost another one, Steve," one of the laughing guys said, a little too loud.

"Psh," Steve scoffed, waving him off, "that bitch has no idea what she's missing out on."

"I think you mean she has no idea how lucky she is," came a voice from the bar behind him. Nora and the group of men turned to look at a petite blonde glaring at them, standing next to a nervous looking redhead who looked like she wanted to be anywhere else on earth. The rest of the guys laughed after the burn, but Steven glared.

"What would you know, Cassidy? Unless Jenny did some bragging about me rocking her world."

The blonde, Cassidy, looked even madder, but the redhead shrank behind her.

"Please, the only bragging any woman that has been near you would do is probably your own mother for finally finding enough money to payoff the school to let your dumb ass in and get you out of her house."

"Note to self, find and reward Cassidy this weekend," Nora thought to herself as the spunky blonde drew more woops from Steve's drunk friends. He was steaming now.

"I wouldn't bring up mothers in front of Jenny, Cassidy, not after the scolding she got from her mommy when those pics leaked last month," he said with a leer, "shame she's so desperate for attention she had to send those out, she must have sent them to so many guys if they still can't even identify who posted them on the school message boards."

The rest of Steve's friends laughed again as Jenny turned bright red and ran out of the bar, tears in her eyes.

"You'll get yours you rich, pampered prick," Cassidy hissed at him as she ran out of the bar after her friend.

"I already did, I think that's why Jenny is so upset!" he called after her before returning to his pool game, smug look on his face.

"Oh yeah, he's definitely the guy," Nora said under her breath. She downed the rest of her drink, threw a ten on the bar, and flashed a smile and a wink at the returning female bartender, who blushed and nearly dropped a glass. The bartender quickly picked up the glass and returned to the bar, which was now suspiciously absent the male "bartender," while the two blondes stool's were now vacant.

"Showtime," Nora said to herself excitedly as she got up from her chair. She strutted around the bar, exaggerating a bit of a drunken demeanor as she got close to Steve. He turned around as she got close and she faked a stumbled, grabbing onto his shirt. He knocked against the table, and a few of the balls rolled as the table moved.

"What the hell are you...oh," he started before he looked down at her. His eyes nearly fell out of his head as he openly ogled her. Nora giggled as she pulled herself up, keeping her body close to his.

"Thank you sooooo much for catching me! These heels are just so hard to balance in," she said, gesturing to the black heels. Steve looked down at the heels and her shapely, long legs.

"If you're going to stare you can at least buy me a drink while you do it, cutie," she said with a wink. A huge grin broke out across Steve's face as he desperately tried to get the bartender's attention.

Half an hour, and multiple beers later, Nora and Steven were walking out of the bar, arm in arm. Steven couldn't keep his hands to himself, constantly grazing his fingers against her ass or trying to grip her hip and pull her skirt up.

"Easy, tiger, not out front," she said, before pulling him down an alley, out of sight.

"Oh, baby," Nora said with a giggle as Steven pushed her up against the wall before eagerly groping her ass as he kissed her neck. The two were in a secluded alley next to the bar, both inebriated and enjoying the spontaneity and intensity of their attraction...or so it seemed.

Despite her demeanor, Nora's eyes were still sharp and focused as she ran a hand over the back of his head, stroking a finger gently down his neck. Steve continued fondling her ass, slowly pulling her skirt up over it and moaning as his exploring fingers discovered she had no underwear on.

"That's so fucking hot," he said with a hungry look in his eye as he stared down at the smirking bombshell wrapped around him, his hands still on her ass. If he hadn't been so drunk he would have notice a similar hungry, almost predatory look in her eyes.

"Isn't?" Nora asked softly, pulling his body even closer to hers. "Would you like to see something even hotter?" Steve nodded dumbly. Nora smiled wide and slowly put her hand into her cleavage. When she pulled it back out there was a tiny remote with two buttons on it, she pressed the first one.

"What was that supposed to-whoa..." he said shocked as Nora's eyes began to change.

Nora had a special pair of contacts in, and now that they had been activated they began to swirl, changing color to a sterling silver. The contacts spun faster and faster, and gaps began appearing in the silver, forming two small, intense spirals.

"How much did I drink?" Steve asked dully as his eyes widened and he stared into her eyes.

"Shh, baby, don't worry about that," Nora said comfortingly, "just stare into the spirals, gaze into my depths. Let the color and shape soothe you. You can feel the spiral growing and growing, swallowing up those thoughts in your mind. You don't want to think, you just want to relax, with me." She began stroking his bulge over his pants and he nodded, eye-lids growing heavier as he got lost.

"Good boy," Nora said, patting him on the face, and he nodded. Nora undid his zipper and slid her hand inside, then smiled wickedly as she felt his girth.

"No wonder you have so much confidence," she said as she pulled his long, stiff cock out of his pants, "it's almost unfair that such a nice cock has to be attached to a baboon like you."

"Wait, what...?" Steve said as he started to blink more, confusion growing.

"Shh, baby, don't think about it, just feeeeeel," she said, accentuating the last word with a particularly slow stroke of his cock. Steve took a ragged breath in and his eyes rolled back and he lifted his head, looking straight up in the air.

"No, no, no, sweetie," Nora said with a wicked chuckle, grabbing him by the chin and forcing his head back down. His eyes locked onto her swirling contacts again and his body seemed to relax.

"You won't look away again," she told him. This wasn't a question, it wasn't even a command, it was simply a statement of fact. The bewitched frat boy just nodded dumbly, moaning as his mind and body gave in to her.

"Much better, there's a good boy," Nora said, increasing the speed of her stroking.

"Tell me what you are."

"G-good b-boy," he stuttered.

"Good boys get pleasure when they obey," Nora said, tenderly stroking his cock. "If you want more pleasure, you know what you need to do, right?"

"Obeyyyyy, yessss," Steve moaned, mouth hanging open as he stared helplessly into Nora's eyes.

"Such a good boy, such a happy little fuck toy for mistress," she cooed into his ear as she continued stroking his cock. Her voice was growing more gruff as her own arousal began to build.

"That's all you want to be, Steve, this cock of yours is going to be my own personal sex toy all night long."

"Yeah, all night..." he said dumbly, smiling at the idea of fucking this goddess deep into the night.

"Even just the thought of sliding into my hot, tight pussy is enough to make you ache with desire, baby."

"Uhhhhh-huuuuh," he groaned as she rhythmically circled her thumb over the head of his erection.

"You're so close to cumming, aren't you?" she teased, slowing her strokes down to an almost painful crawl. He nodded his head rapidly and swallowed so hard she could hear it.

"I bet you'd love to finish in my mouth, wouldn't you?" she asked, staring dead into his eyes. The few brain cells he had left working froze, as though she were staring straight into his soul, and then his heart began racing faster as she sensuously licked her ruby-red lips.

"Yes, pleaaaase," he pleaded. She laughed, but not a happy one, a laugh filled with malice. She leaned over and began whispering in his ear.

"You want to feel these soft, full lips?" she asked softly, lightly kissing his ear. His entire body trembled.

"You want these soft," another kiss, "luscious, juicy lips wrapped around that throbbing cock of yours?" she planted another soft kiss on his neck and stopped stroking his twitching cock altogether, instead slowly gliding her thumb over the very tip, now slick with pre-cum.

"Y-y-yes, pleeeease, please suck me off," he stuttered, cock twitching under her delicate precision. He was sweating feverishly, desperate for release, but he was still frozen in that spot, at the absolute mercy of the grinning goddess before him.

He was too horny and pliant to notice the malice in her smile. She gripped the head of his cock tight and he gasped.

"Well you're never gonna get that, Stevie." Her tone was soft, but now had a deadly seriousness about it.

"I've been watching you tonight, and I've read about you online. I saw how you treated those poor girls at the bar, watched you bully sweet Jenny in front of your goons, I read about the brand new wing of the library your mommy happened to donate a week after that poor freshman's pictures "mysteriously leaked" online after she broke it off with you...you've been a bad boy, Stevie."

Steve's face went pale and he tried to pull away, but Nora held a firm grip on him and squeezed. He groaned pathetically and stopped struggling. Nora grinned, eyes full of venom.

"That's right, Stevie, no struggling, you are not in charge here, and that's how it's going to be from now on," she said as she resumed her expert stroking of his cock, which was now throbbing intensely.

"So here's what will happen, you're going to have the strongest orgasm of your life, and when you do, you'll surrender yourself to me, body and mind, and you will serve me like the pathetic little fuck boy you know you are deep down inside," she tightened her grip and began stroking faster and he moaned, nodding without truly grasping what he was agreeing to, he just wanted the pleasure to continue.

"You'll spend the next month as my perfect, mindless pet," she said, panting as her own arousal and excitement began to build, "you'll do each and every little chore I ask of you, service my every whim, and when I'm in the mood you'll be the perfect human dildo."

"Human dildo," he agreed, nodding as he felt his balls start to tighten as his climax grew closer.

"Exactly, you're going to spend the next month having your brains fucked out by the sexiest woman you've ever seen," she whispered, keeping her eyes locked onto his; she loved to watch the moment of submission.

"And when that month is over, I'll wipe every thought and memory from it out of your mind. You'll only be left with vague feelings you can't describe of enjoying serving others, and occasionally I may let you dream of me, and you will be filled with arousal and a longing you just won't be able to satiate. You'll spend the rest of your life with a nagging need to please others, never understanding why. Now, do we have an agreement?" she asked, stroking him faster and faster.

"N...uggg...n-" Steve tried to resist, to say no, but Nora interrupted him by stuffing her tongue into his mouth and stroking the back of his neck sensually with her nails. He moaned deeply into her mouth, body awash with pleasure.

"You will break, little boy," Nora hissed into his ear after pulling out of the kiss.

"I...I...guhhhh," he groaned, brain frying under the mental assault of her words and pleasure.

"I said, do we have an agreement?" she said sternly, pressing her forehead against his and staring him down. His eyes went wide as the spirals took up his entire field of vision.

Nora used her free hand to begin stroking his balls gently with her nails and he made a garbled sound that sounded like a half-moan and half-whimper. She held him on the edge, stroking him enough to keep his hips thrusting forward, but not enough to finish. Finally he couldn't take it any more and shouted, "Yes, yes, I'm yours, pleeeeease."

"You surrender?" she asked, stroking him faster.

"Yes, yes! Anything, please, I'll be your toy, your pet, you own me! I need it, please..." he whimpered, groaning pathetically.

"Now that," she said, tightening her grip and jerking his with abandon, "is what I'm talking about."

Nora grabbed him by the back of the head and pushed his forehead directly against her own. She smiled wickedly as she finally uttered the one word Steven would have sold his soul to hear.

"Cum."

Steve screamed as he erupted, looking into the spirals, but seeing stars as his hips bucked wildly and he came all over the ground. Steve's cock felt like it was on fire as Nora continued stroking. He whimpered as she played with his over-sensitive dick, desperate for the sensations to stop, but Nora didn't relent until she was sure every little drop was out, draining him mind and body.

Brain fried and body spent, he fell to his knees, leaning against a trash can for support, body twitching.

"Good boy," Nora said, patting his head condescendingly, "exactly where you belong. You did so good, in fact, that you get a reward now."

She laced her fingers through his hair and pulled his head up. The stars finally disappeared from his eyes and as his focus narrowed again he saw that Nora had pulled her skirt up all the way and he was only inches away from her pussy. Despite his recent exertion he moaned and he began to grow hard again.

"Get used to this view, pet, this very well may be the only way I allow you to look at me for the rest of our time together."

Nora pulled his head to her and he groaned pitifully as he quickly began running his tongue over her swollen lips, desperate to try and please her. Nora sighed happily, thinking of all the ways she would break him further over the coming weeks.

* A Week Later *

Cassidy sighed as she finally finished the last flight of stairs to get to her 4th floor apartment. It was nearly 6:00 and she had been lugging around her crammed bag since 8:30 this morning and her feet and back were killing her.

Turning the knob to enter the apartment she shared with Jenny, she began making plans in her head to spend the next two hours drinking wine in the tub. Those plans were interrupted though as she heard the tone of an unfamiliar voice and the unmistakable sound of a vacuum running in one of their bedrooms.

"Hello, Jen?" Cassidy called as she shut the door and dropped her bag with a loud thump. Jenny was sitting on the small love-seat in their living room, resting back so Cassidy could only see the top of her fiery head. Another woman was next to her, much taller, with long hair that she couldn't tell if it was silver or a light purple. The woman looked up with a big smile on her face

"Oh, good, you're home!"

She stood up and approached Cassidy, beaming and reaching out a hand. She was wearing a short leather skit, classy heels, and a sleeveless red sweater that, when combined with her hair, gave her a punk rocker meets college professor look. Cassidy took her hand and shook it, confused, but trying to be polite.

"Cassidy, it's so good to see you again, how are you?"

"Um, fine, when did we meet?" she asked as she stared up at the much taller woman, positive that she would have remembered her.

"Oh, we haven't been formally introduced, my name is Nora, I saw you at the bar last week telling off that pathetic little frat bro Stevie. You did great, I'm a big fan."

She said it with such sincerity that Cassidy couldn't help but laugh, especially at 'Stevie'.

"Well thank you, I take it you've had a run in with him before too?"

"Actually that night was my first time, but I've seen him nearly every night since,"

Nora replied with a naughty smile. Cassidy's stomach tightened.

"Ok...so you liked me telling him off so much you decided to take him in?" Cassidy said, taking her hand back.

"Oh, not exactly," Nora responded warmly, patting her shoulder to try to make her more at ease, "it's been more like...a reeducation opportunity, I think you'd be

surprised with some of his strides. Oh, houseboy," Nora called to the other room.

The sounds of the vacuum quickly ceased and hurried footsteps came down the short hall from the bedrooms. Cassidy's jaw dropped as Steve came hurrying around the corner, completely naked, and knelt at Nora's feet.

"Yes, Mistress? What do you need?" Despite her anger and confusion, Cassidy couldn't help but notice just how pathetic he sounded. She also couldn't help notice he was also sporting one of the largest erections she'd ever seen. Even in her state she briefly thought to herself, "Ok, I can kind of see why Jenny put up with him for a couple weeks."

"What...what the fuck is happening? What is that?" Cassidy shouted, pointing at Steven and his exposed dick.

"Oh, that?" Nora asked, giving it the lightest tug, causing Steve to gasp, "yes, Steve has discovered the pleasure in being kind and serving others! With just a little reinforcement, association, and the power of hypnosis, Steve is now here to please others, doing chores and tasks makes him hard as a rock, but you won't do anything about it without permission, isn't that right, Stevie?"

"No, Mistress," he said, bowing, "pleasure is given when earned, you will tell me when I have earned it. Nora looked down at her work proudly, and then to Cassidy's shell-shocked face.

"Well, I can see the confusion so I'll keep it simple. Steve is a dirt bag who has made multiple girls' lives hell in his time here, including your friend Jenny. I have taken it upon myself to instill some punishment, and as you impressed me so much at the bar, I have decided to rent out one of my precious tags to you two for 48 hours so that he can make it up to you."