The delivery person thanked him and handed over the pizza and coke, then went on their way. Alex returned to the living room, where Isabella waited, her eyes fixed on him with a submissive gaze, expecting his lead.
Alex decided to push the limits of her obedience a bit further. “You know, Aunt Isabella, I tipped the delivery person generously and kept the change for myself. I hope you don’t mind?”
Isabella’s demeanor remained unwavering in its submissiveness as she replied, “Not at all, Alex. It’s your choice to make, and I trust you.” Her voice retained its soft and accommodating tone, devoid of any objection.
A satisfied smile played on Alex’s lips as he realized his plan was succeeding. “I thought you’d understand, Aunt Isabella. Thank you for being so accommodating.”
Alex couldn’t help but be consumed by the thoughts racing through his teenage mind. It was a lot to digest, having his Aunt Isabella living under the same roof. She was more than just family; she was a stunning, older woman, exuding an undeniable allure, wrapped in submission that seemed almost too good to be true.
With each interaction, Alex’s realization deepened. Isabella’s compliance was as clear as day, and he was beginning to taste the sweet nectar of control. She followed his lead without hesitation, never questioning his desires. It was a thrilling revelation, like a forbidden fantasy coming to life.
Alex found himself constantly analyzing her actions, savoring the moments when her obedience shone through.
Now it was for sure: Isabella was his to mold.
With the pizza spread out before them, Alex and Aunt Isabella made their way to the dining table. Isabella’s submissive tendencies were still evident as she took on the role of a gracious host, serving Alex first, and then herself.
As they indulged in the first few bites, Isabella struck up a casual conversation, a hint of curiosity in her voice. “So, Alex, what kind of job are you looking for in Los Angeles? I can help you with the job search if you’d like.”
Alex couldn’t help but grin, a mischievous glint in his eye. He was well aware of the power dynamics at play and decided to push the boundaries a bit further. “You know, Aunt Isabella,” he began, savoring the way the words fell from his lips, “I’m considering if I even need a job right now. It seems I’ve landed in a pretty comfortable situation.”
Isabella’s reaction was a mixture of surprise and intrigue. She hadn’t expected such a response. Her submissive tendencies urged her to accommodate his wishes, but her role as a responsible adult urged her to inquire further. “Well, that’s true,” she replied with a hint of amusement, “but it’s always good to have a plan for the future. What are your thoughts on it?”
Alex maintained his playful demeanor, smiling as he responded to Aunt Isabella’s question. “You’re right, Aunt Isabella, having a plan for the future is essential. But for now, I think I want to take things slow, explore the opportunities that come my way, and enjoy this time with you.”
Isabella pondered his words, her submissive nature accepting his decision, even if it wasn’t quite what she expected. She realized that her role in his life was evolving into something more complex and exciting.
Alex, eager to continue his game, leaned in slightly, adopting a more serious tone. “However, if my mom asks, would you mind telling her that I’m actively looking for a job, working diligently every day? You know, to ease her mind.”
Isabella, still accommodating, nodded with a gentle smile. “Of course, Alex. I’ll make sure to let her know that you’re putting in your best effort.”
As they continued their meal, Alex’s playful yet dominant side revealed itself further. He stood up, a slice of pizza in hand, and with a confident demeanor, he looked at Aunt Isabella.
“Aunt Isabella,” he said with a playful glint in his eye, “once you finish eating, I’d appreciate it if you could clean everything up, turn off the TV, and get a good night’s rest. I’m going to relax for a while longer.”
Isabella’s submissive tendencies once again came to the forefront as she nodded in agreement. “Of course, Alex. I’ll make sure everything is tidy before I head to bed. Enjoy your evening.”
With that, she continued her meal, fully accepting her new role in this evolving dynamic. As Alex settled in for a relaxed evening, he couldn’t help but smile, realizing the extent of control and submission that had come to define their relationship.
Want more exclusives stories?
Follow me on Patreon: www.patreon.com/aninhahanz
Leave a Reply