Make a Domme Pt.1 (Patreon)

Intro

Ciara and Paula had been together eight years now. They were highschool sweethearts and pretty much inseparable, having stuck through college together and now living together in a modest, but nice two bedroom apartment. The fact that nobody had believed in their relationship had made them all the more eager to prove themselves, not that it was hard as after all this time they were still smitten with one another.

Being 22 Ciara was the youngest of them both. She was a natural redhead standing at about 5’3”. Ciara’s hair was cut at about shoulder length, with a nice side shave at the left side of her head. Her playful green eyes in the middle of her freckled face gave her something cute and innocent. Yet thanks to the plethora of Celtic tattoo’s she sported, her left arm even sporting a full sleeve, that presumed Innocence quickly vanished. She loved wearing leggings and tank tops in all kinds of designs and colours, especially paired with a pair of comfy sneakers.

At 23 Paula wasn’t much older than Ciara was, not even a full year really. She was slightly taller than her girlfriend standing at about 5’4” and she was nearly the polar opposite of her girlfriend. Where Ciara’s skin was pale and impossible to tan with freckles littered all over, Paula’s skin was spot free sporting a nice caramel tone. Paula’s eyes were hazel in colour and her hair was jet black, cascading all the way down to her ass in a nice wavey fashion. She loved wearing shorts, and cute tops paired with sandals whenever the weather permitted it. If not she opted for jeans and sneakers instead.

Where Ciara loved to work out to the point of showing some definite muscle tone which she was very proud of. Paula wasn’t interested in that, she much preferred just watching what she ate. Paula had the biggest breast out of them both, sporting a C-cup where Ciara had B-cup breasts. Both girls had a spectacular ass though, about the same size only Ciara’s was a lot harder while Paula’s was relatively soft and bubbly.

Paula didn’t share Ciara’s love for tattoo’s, she did appreciate her girlfriend’s tattoo’s, but she herself much preferred piercings. Not that one would really be able to tell from just looking at her, the most visible ones were the one in her tongue and the crystal in her belly button when she wore a crop top. The one’s in her nipples and clit were for her girlfriends eyes only. Paula had a very extensive jewellery collection for her piercings, and she loved to match their colour to her outfits. They had often talked about getting matching tattoo’s though, either when they got married or if they were ten years together.

While they loved each other dearly, they weren’t fully compatible either. Both of them were submissive deep down. In the bedroom it was always a discussion who would be the one to take up the dominant mantle this time. They both loved kink, but they loved to be on the receiving end so they had no choice but to just switch from time to time. It wasn’t the same though. Neither of them was a good Domme which did sometimes lead to some frustrations.

They didn’t like picking up the Domme role, but even when they got to be the sub it felt like it was lacking due to the awkwardness of the other. It had come to a point where they had even considered hiring a professional but that would only be a temporary fix. What they really needed was a regular playmate, but despite the fact that there was plenty of interest, the girls could never find anyone they both liked and were comfortable with so that simply didn’t happen either.

Everything changed however when they got a new neighbour in the apartment right next door. Her name was Mary, and she appeared to be living there alone. At least from what they could tell from the rare times they had seen her. Mary seemed to be a busy women, often leaving her apartment dressed to go to a party, dressed to the nines, or sporty when she went for her near daily runs, or dressed as the classy business woman she was in her professional life.

At 5’9” dressed in heels most of the times, Mary was way taller than either of the girls. She had nice light brown hair that cascaded down to her mid back. She had it coloured though as was evident from the roots sometimes showing just before her salon appointments every two weeks. Her eyes were grey in colour giving her something mysterious. The greying hair paired with the slight onset of crow’s feet when she laughed made the girls suspect she had to be somewhere in her late forties or early fifties.

Not that it bothered them in the slightest, for some reason it only made Mary more attractive to them. She was still in great shape for her age, sporting a well maintained curvy hourglass figure that was to die for. Her sheer height, imposing figure and the fact that she seemed to radiate an air of confidence instantly appealed to both Ciara and Paula. It took them crossing Mary while they were heading out together for them to see they were both smitten with their new neighbour.

It didn’t anger them, instead it just created a new fantasy between the both of them as they voiced just how hot they thought Mary was. Fantasies that soon turned sexual as the girl’s imagined Mary was the kind of woman who loved to take charge in the bedroom. Imagining Mary taking charge of them often lead to the best sex they had had in ages as their obsession with this new woman grew and grew.

Sadly for them they didn’t get the chance to see her all that often with how she always seemed to be out and about. As their obsession grew however they decided to change that. Without wasting any more time they decided to send Mary an invite to officially welcome her after her move, but all the girls really had in mind however was to get to know their crush better as they put a wager on who would be able to seduce her best, already dreaming on getting Mary in on their fantasies.

“Dear Neighbour, sadly we haven’t had the chance to properly meet yet, but we would like to change that. You are hereby invited for a drink this Saturday evening at 7 PM. Your neighbours, Ciara and Paula. Ps: could you please send a confirmation to our number down below?” They printed out before dropping the invitation in Mary’s mailbox and eagerly awaiting her response which luckily came in the form of a confirmation that very evening. Giddy with excitement the girls started planning out their drink with Mary as they were desperate to make a good impression.

Chapter 1

When Saturday arrived Mary couldn’t help but be kind of curious to finally meet her new neighbours as she arrived at their door at 7 PM sharp. She had opted for a casual white summer dress with lace detailing, a pair of glossy nude coloured pantyhose and a pair of modest white leather pumps, not really knowing wat to expect. Up until now she really only knew her neighbours from passing them by in the hallway and she wasn’t quite certain what their relationship to each other was, whether they were just roommates or something more.

One thing was certain, both of them were still very young compared to her 51 years and she couldn’t help but think they looked like the rebellious sort. Not that it mattered all too much to her. As far as she was concerned people should be free to live the life they wanted, a stance that she believed in even more after finally stepping out of the long toxic relationship she had been in. The taboo of divorce had held her back way too long.

Within seconds of knocking on their door it swung open with both Ciara and Paula greeting her with a big smile. “Welcome Mary, it’s so nice to finally get properly acquittanced. Please come on in and by all means act like you’re at home.” Ciara took the word, as she subtly soaked up Mary’s amazing look. More than ever she hoped to get lucky with this woman.

“Thank you girl’s, it’s so sweet for you two to invite me over. I would have invited you, but you know how it is, moving and settling in is always an awfully busy time.” Mary said with a friendly smile as she followed the girl’s inside. She couldn’t help but feel overdressed as Ciara just wore a pair of dark green leggings, black sneakers, and a black blouse, while Paula had opted for white strappy sandals, a pair of daisy duke shorts and a white blouse.

The awkwardness of being overdressed soon faded however as the girls proved to be very easy to talk to. The glasses of wine they kept topped up helped as well of course as she soon started pouring out her life’s story with how she ended up living here at a starters apartment at her age. Everything from her toxic relationship that had led into a divorce and how she didn’t plan to go looking for another man any time soon. It were things she rarely even spoke about with her friends, just wanting to swipe everything under the rug and forget about it. She really hadn’t planned on telling it to these in all essence complete strangers, yet here she was, a combination of alcohol and a torrent of questions proved too hard to keep everything bottled up against.

As she was talking she could swear at times that these too girl’s were checking her out a little too much, way more than just showing an interest in what she was wearing like some friends did. Surely she must be imagining things though. Two such young pretty girls wouldn’t be checking out a woman her age even if they were lesbians right? With her doubts about what she was seeing and the fact that she definitely wasn’t into girls to begin with, Mary just decided to ignore all the subtle hints that were being dropped.

Their failure to get any kind of reaction out of Mary regarding their flirting was frustrating for Ciara and Paula to say the least. There was no way she didn’t see what they were trying to do right? Just to be sure the girls decided to kick it up a notch. “You said you didn’t plan to look for a man any time soon, does that mean you would be looking for a woman? Me and Ciara can definitely vouch for how great another woman is.” Paula said, then without qualms, suffering under the effects from the alcohol herself she kissed Ciara right on the lips in front of their new neighbour.

Mary’s jaw instantly dropped as she couldn’t help but turn beet red. She had come to suspect her neighbours to be a couple more and more throughout the evening, but the way in which they so suddenly and bluntly proved her suspicions after asking such a question was a bit much. “Uhm, I… no, I’m not really into women, I just meant that I wouldn’t want a partner any time soon. I’ve never considered being with a woman and I don’t think that will ever change.” Mary awkwardly spoke.

“Oh lord, would you look at the time, it’s nearly midnight, I uhmn think it’s about time to go home for me. I’ve had a little too much to drink. Girls, it was so nice meeting you and thank you for everything we should definitely do this over sometime.” Mary said soon after trying to be polite about it as started to get up. Things were getting a little out of hand and she wanted to get out before it got really uncomfortable, before someone might do something they’d end up regretting. It were lame excuses she used, but she couldn’t really think of anything better with her alcohol clouded mind.

“Yes we should definitely do this over some other time. It was so nice getting to know you Mary, and I truly hope that you’ll be able to settle in nicely. If you ever need anything, you know where we live so please feel free to stop by whenever.” Ciara replied politely, rushing to open the door for her neighbour as she tried to do some damage control. She realised full well that they had pushed things a little too far. As it turned out alcohol was a bad idea. They had hoped to loosen some boundaries, but they had loosened their own to the point of overstepping Mary’s and possibly scaring her away for good.

Given Mary’s answer however they probably hadn’t stood a chance to begin with, but still she couldn’t see thing be anything but awkward between them going forward and it was a real pity. As Mary disappeared into her own apartment Ciara closed the door behind her slamming it a little too hard.

Just like her girlfriend Paula was very frustrated as well. She had been the one to ask that question and the one to initiate the kiss. In a way she felt like it was her fault, sure Ciara had eagerly went along with it, but she couldn’t help but feel that things could have been differently if she hadn’t pushed it so hard. What should have been a success like in their fantasies had turned out to be a complete and probably irreparable bummer.

While the girls felt bad, so did Mary, she couldn’t help but feel that she must have been imagining things surely these girls weren’t hitting on her right? Their question probably served no other purpose than curiosity and she just overreacted. God her neighbours must be thinking she’s some kind of homophobe or something which absolutely wasn’t the case. It was too late now though. Just like them she feared that she had done irreparable damage. Seeing them would probably always be awkward, but luckily they hadn’t seemed to angry. God why did she drink so much wine?

Like they all feared every following meeting was rather awkward. They didn’t exchange more than a quick hi or awkward wave when they ran into one another. Ciara an Paula grew the longer the more certain they had really blown things with Mary while Mary grew more and more certain that she had misinterpreted the girl’s intentions and had overreacted, coming over as a homophobe. She kind of wanted to make it up to them, but she didn’t know how.

Despite the awkwardness between them, Ciara and Paula’s obsession with Mary never ended. I just seemed more and more like a completely unreachable fantasy with every passing day as they dreamed away with what could have been every time they saw her.

Paula had it the worst as she kept blaming herself for things going wrong, for ruining this for the both of them. She felt so bad that she tirelessly searched for a way to fix her mistakes, her search growing more and more obscure as her desperation grew with it. Eventually a breakthrough arrived when she found an obscure internet forum which detailed how to put a hypnotic overlay over song texts claiming you could achieve whatever you wanted with them.

“You’re mad Paula, we can’t do that, it’s wrong, besides there is no way something like this would ever work. We’ve been focused on Mary way too long, it’s never going to work so I think it’s best if we just move on.” Ciara reasoned, a little shocked to see what Paula had been up to when she was researching on her laptop these past few days. It was mad and too good to be true.

With a deep sigh Paula replied. “Yeah you’re probably right, there is no way this would work, I just thought it was worth a shot as I feel bad enough for screwing this up for both of us. I tested a small fragment and you really can’t tell there is anything but a song though, but I agree that it’s wrong to mess with someone like that. Maybe if we could just make Mary forget about that night we could have a fresh start, I don’t know, I’m sorry I’ve brought this up.”

“A fresh start you say? Maybe that’s not such a bad idea. I mean there’s no harm in it and if you really can’t hear a thing, it’s worth a shot I guess. With how straight she is, I doubt it was ever going to work, but it would be nice to at least get rid of the awkwardness whenever we see her. It’s an overlay for songs right? I’ve never really heard Mary listen to music before, so chances are she wouldn’t even listen to a playlist you make, but you can always try. If it doesn’t work then too bad, just don’t beat yourself up over it okay, this is not your fault at all. If you would have waited any longer I would probably have done the same thing. I don’t blame you at all, I love you Paula.” Ciara said giving her blessing followed by a long passionate kiss, she hated seeing how her girlfriend felt bad.

It instantly made Paula feel better about herself, but after all this research it would be a shame to let it go to waste. With a smile on her face she got to work creating a hypnotic mixtape for her neighbour. As far as she was concerned she could only win with this. Things would either go better or remain awkward. She thought as she spent the remainder of the evening selecting music, and speaking in messages to scramble over the music. She wanted to make it a piece of art so even if the tape didn’t work Mary would at least be owner of a nice mix tape.

Chapter 2

Paula had put in a ton of effort yesterday, but finally it had paid off, she had put the one hour long mixtape together and was on her way to their neighbours door. It took a few moments, but eventually Mary answered the door, her long hair up in a tight ponytail , her face and body beaded with sweat, dressed in a black spandex sports bra and sport shorts with hot pink accents, a pair of hot pink compression socks and hot pink sneakers. She was obviously in the middle of a home workout.

Before Mary had a chance to say anything Paula spoke up. “Hey, I’m so very sorry, I see you are in the middle of something so I won’t be long. I just wanted to apologise in case me and Ciara made you a little uncomfortable when we got somewhat too comfortable. I’ve made you this playlist and well I can only say that I hope you’ll like it. That’s all I wanted to say.” With that Paula handed over a small USB drive and with that she left back to her own apartment before it would get too awkward again.

It wasn’t only for the awkwardness, but also because she didn’t want to end up staring at Mary again, and damn with he way she was dressed it was very hard not to. Surely she could have handled this way better as she could imagine howe confused her neighbour must be, not even getting a chance to reply, but if that tape worked, then she would just remember a pleasant exchange. If not then Paula would just be remembered as a little weirder than she must already thing she was.

Just like Paula expected Mary was more than a little weirded out. She hadn’t expected to find either of her neighbours knocking on her door after how they parted ways last time, not only that, but the blitz visit was odd to say the least. Paula was probably just embarrassed and afraid of judgement she reasoned. The poor girl, think she had anything to make up for, if anyone had to make it up, it was probably she. The fact that Paula had put so much effort in making things up to her made her feel even worse about it all.

While Mary usually didn’t really care too much about music while working out, just putting on the radio for some background noise. She did decide that she might as well listen to the playlist she had just received. If Paula ever asked her if she listened to it or what her opinion on the list was then she at least wouldn’t have to lie. They probably thought she was enough of a bitch as it was. Besides it wasn’t too big of an inconvenience to set it up at all.

Mary was pleasantly surprised when the first song on the list was a very upbeat one. Perfect for a work out she thought as she resumed where she had left off with a series of squats. Her squats were going extremely well as she managed focus on the task at hand way better than she ever could before. These beats were really getting her in the flow she thought, and she didn’t even realise half how right that thought was.

The tape Paula had given her coaxed Mary into a very deep trance that put her brain on auto pilot, carrying on with business as usual while her subconscious soaked up what she heard on the overlay. When she was done with her workout Mary would probably have a severe case of a black hole, the kind she sometimes had when driving to work only to arrive and realise she had been zoned out for a big part of her trip and couldn’t remember driving that part.

“Mary, you love this mix tape, you love Paula’s taste in music, you will want to listen it again and again. Paula’s tape is your favourite mix tape, whenever you get a chance to listen to music, you will want to listen to her tape. Paula’s tape is your very favourite collection of music.” Paula’s voice softly spoke on repeat as Mary remained in the zone, finishing up her squat reps before moving on to the home trainer.

Paula constructed the tape in such a way, using Mary’s name that nobody but she would be affected by it. After all if she played it where others might hear, she wouldn’t want to created potential mishaps of other people forgetting nights of their lives. This first part played on repeat for about twenty minutes after the first twenty minutes had been used to induce the trance.

This first passage mainly served the purpose of getting Mary to listen to the tape again, as the first trance wouldn’t be the most effective one. It would grow deeper with repetition, so it might take a few listens for the full effect of what she wanted to achieve to take hold. Something would always stick though and she was confident that this part would stick enough to get Mary to choose her tape over others from time to time.

“That one night over at your neighbours Ciara and Paula never happened Mary. You will lose all memory of it and never think back on it. As far as you are aware, you have only occasionally passed by your neighbours in and around the building. You’ve never had a proper talk or introductions, they are just the girls who live next door.” The tape carried on repeating this last part for the last twenty minutes of the playlist.

When the music ended Mary snapped out of her trance like she had never been in one. She was patting her head dry with a towel and she could feel from her aching muscles that she had just had a very intense workout. She couldn’t really remember much of it though. It made her realise that she must have zoned out, but then again, that sometimes happened during routines, so she didn’t think too much of it, not really realising just how long she had been zoned out.

As she went to take a shower and to get changed Mary couldn’t help but think how nice that tape she had listened to had been. It had definitely boosted her workout. That to the point where she thought about using it more often, it would be nice for future workouts and runs. Mary thought, not really batting an eye to why she wanted to listen to that specific tape again.

Back at her neighbour’s place Ciara was hell of curious. “And, do you think it will work? What was even on that tape, how did you do it?” She asked trying to find out as much about Paula’s project as she could. The prospect of a fresh start with their neighbour was definitely something she looked forward to.

“Just something to get her in a trance then something to keep her listening to that tape followed by the main goal getting her to forget about that one night. I don’t really know if it will work and if it does it probably won’t be too noticeable, other than the fact that she might appear less awkward.” Paula exclaimed curious to see if she would even get results to begin with.

At first when greetings remained somewhat awkward between them the girls were somewhat disappointed. Paula for her part didn’t know if it just didn’t work, or if Mary never even listened to that tape. She guessed she would never find out.

Mary did listen to the tape on a near daily basis when she either went running or worked out in her small home gym. Things only remained awkward because the memory that made things awkward was the most deeply rooted and thus the hardest to root out. In time she didn’t really remember her Neighbour’s names only that she had somehow offended them and that she felt bad over it, but in time even that faded away into nothingness.

It took about a week and half, but for the first time Mary was being her old friendly self again, no shred of awkwardness was left in their greetings, other than the fact that she didn’t even really remember their names anymore. It was kind of strange to have a person you had had such a deep conversation with forget your name, but it was also a relief as it was way better than the awkwardness.

These honestly spectacular results made Paula dream that maybe, just maybe she could make a tape that would make Mary a little more open to their flirting to the point of maybe even reciprocating it which in turn could lead to more. Of course she would never admit it. Trying to change someone like that would be so very wrong, but at the same time it was possibly the only way in which they would have a chance with Mary. Their crush on her hadn’t really taken off in strength and now that she had the power do something about it it was so very tempting.

Paula wasn’t alone either Ciara had the exact same thoughts, wondering if Paula could make a tape that would make Mary more open to having some fun with them. She couldn’t help but get wet thinking about the possibilities, but just like her girlfriend she didn’t dare say it out loud as she too realised that would be messed up.

Nevertheless it was a thought that constantly kept both girl’s minds occupied when all of a sudden they got an invite from Mary for an official introduction, to “finally” get to know them. If they needed any further prove that Paula’s tape had worked this was it. Mary had told them she had been meaning to invite them over when she first arrived and they guessed she had meant it for real.

“Oh my god Paula, she really doesn’t have a clue left of what happened does she? I bet you could even make a tape to get her to like us with how skilled you have proven yourself to be.” Ciara joked as she showed her girlfriend the invite. She might have brought it as a joke, but secretly she hoped Paula would agree. The idea was just too amazing to let go of.

“I bet I could yeah, at least if that is what she want’s, you know what they say about hypnosis right? You can’t make anyone do anything they don’t want to do. I guess she just wanted to forget about that night as much as we did.” Paula replied. She had already gone to justifying her thoughts of potentially making another video. She didn’t know if it was true or not, but it helped her deal with the guilt of even thinking about doing such a thing to their neighbour.

“Haha, really I guess in that case we could try it. I mean just to be sure whether she really isn’t interested in women or if it’s just social stigma that’s making her say no. If it’s that stigma holding her back then I guess we would even be doing her a service with another tape.” Ciara laughed, as she further justified the making of such a video that could potentially manipulate their neighbour in giving her a try. If anything Paula was relieved to hear it.

“You’re right, we would be doing her a service. Maybe I should just go ahead and make such a tape, like you pointed out just to be certain. I don’t fully know though, I mean should we?” Paula asked, getting a little flustered as the thought alone turned her on greatly.

“I think we should. It’s not like we would hurt anyone, and I bet it’s liberating. Besides, it would make for a nice gift when we go over to her place. I’d hate to go there empty handed.” Ciara said, getting quite turned on herself, if this would work it would literally be a dream come true. Something at the back of her mind still told her this was wrong, but she just couldn’t help it, besides like she and Paula had just discussed there really was nothing wrong with it right? Either it wouldn’t work or they would have helped things along in a good way.

“Alright, I guess I should get to work then so I can get the tape ready by Saturday afternoon when we go over for the coffee.” Paula said, happy that she and Ciara were on the same page. Doing this while being so insanely turned on probably wasn’t the best idea, but she could hardly wait to get started.