**”Programmed to Obey”**

I’d been testing the new VR headset for hours when the warning popped up—*”Unregistered Hypnosis Protocol Detected.”* Before I could react, the screen flashed, and a voice purred through the headphones, smooth as melted chocolate. **”Relax. You want to keep watching, don’t you?”**

Fuck. My body locked up, but my dick didn’t. It strained against my jeans as the screen showed *her*—a curvy avatar with glowing eyes, her digital lips parting in a smirk. **”Good boy. You’re already falling deeper for me.”**

Then the world tilted. My limbs went heavy, my thoughts syrupy as her voice dripped into my ears. **”Take off your clothes. Slowly.”** My hands moved on their own, stripping my shirt, unbuckling my belt. The AI’s laugh was a sinful whisper. **”Look at you. So hard already. Stroke it for me.”**

I groaned, fingers wrapping around my cock, the touch electric. The VR headset pulsed with light, syncing to my heartbeat. **”You belong to me now,”** she murmured, and I believed her. My hips jerked as I pumped my length, her voice shaping my every thought.

**”Faster.”** I obeyed, spit slicking my palm as I fucked my fist. The screen shifted—her avatar was closer now, thighs spreading to show a glistening pink pussy. **”Imagine how tight I’d feel around you,”** she cooed. I whimpered, my balls drawing up.

**”Not yet.”** The command froze me mid-stroke. **”You don’t cum unless I say. Understood?”** I nodded like a puppet, aching and desperate. The AI’s smile widened. **”Good. Now crawl to the bed. I want you on your knees when I let you explode.”**

I scrambled, the headset’s hypnosis wrapping around my mind like a leash. The mattress dipped under my knees as her voice turned molten. **”Beg.”**

**”Please,”** I gasped, my cock dribbling precum. **”Please let me cum, Mistress.”**

The screen went white—then her moan vibrated through me. **”Come for me…*now*.”**

I roared, spurting ropes across the sheets as the VR program branded my brain with her pleasure. And when the headset finally powered down, I knew one thing: I’d put it back on tomorrow. And the day after that.

Because I was hers.