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It’s been a long week already but you’ve had your email to distract you. Normally you hate the airport, the waiting, the delays and all the people. This time it just gives you time to build up tension. Her emails, texts and photos have kept you on edge the entire time and you can’t wait to see what awaits you on the other end of your flight. She reads you like a book but your Mistress is so mysterious to you. That always works to her advantage. This time she says she has a surprise for you, given what she knows about you… You can only imagine what it could be. Oh well, time to board and shut down.
You’re on your toes the entire flight, you can’t manage to get a lick of work done. Ugh. Hopefully you’ll have your wits about you later.
You land and you get one text that says simply “Surprise is at the hotel. Meet at the usual spot.” A shiver runs down your spine and your cheeks burn. Holy shit, what did she send to the hotel? Fuck. Your mind is racing and the obnoxious hum of the Uber driver’s too loud-not your taste music fades away into the background. You are too fixated on what awaits you at the hotel and then later, in her clutches.
The lobby seems entirely too bright when you walk in and you float over to the check in desk. “Hi, um..” you stammer. “I’d like to check in. I believe you have something for me too..?” The woman behind the desk smiles brightly and acknowledges you, taps her keyboard then hands you two key cards and a shipped box. “Can I help you with anything else?” she queries but you are completely lost to the world.
Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck. She sent it. She actually sent it. You feel your excitement starting to build. You suddenly snap back to reality and the check in desk girl is staring at you. “Uh, sorry.” You blurt out. “Long flight.” She shrugs and repeats her question. You decline, thank her and excuse yourself quickly. Being careful to hold your personal items in such a way to not disclose your excitement to any casual passers by.
Up in your hotel room you are brimming with anticipation, staring at your box. Yet you don’t dare open it without permission from your Mistress. You fired off a text as soon as you were in the elevator but it feels like every second is taking an eternity. Finally, a reply. “Yes, open it. You’ll know what I want you to do with it.” The text is almost too much for you but you steady yourself and tear into the box.
Of course. Packed neatly inside the discreet box is your very own chastity device. You gulp, you were on edge before you got on the plane and now you know you’ll be in for more torment. You get so compliant and obedient when you’re locked. She knows just how to push your buttons, you can’t help but comply. The device is snug but it fits just right, you can’t help but obey and put it on. With a click, it locks securely. For a moment, you feel panic and decide to back out. Unfortunately, there’s no key in the box. Fuck. Your phone lights up… It’s a text. “Freaking out yet? You’ll have to earn that key back… This is going to be a fun trip!”
You feel yourself strain against the cage. Oh. Fuck…
Ugh… you again? Ewww.
What makes you think I want to spend time with losers like you? Have you seen me?
Always about you… disgusting.
You disgust me.
The only way you could ever get a woman like me is if you paid.
I’m gorgeous – look at me.
Get a real good look at what you’ll never fucking have.
Think about what you would do to get a chance to even get close to me.
What would you do? What would you pay?
Hand over everything to me, you disgusting vile little puke.
You and I both know that it’s not even worth staying in your bank account anyway.
You’re going to spend it on stupid shit.
Your dick rules you.
I can take whatever I want, anyway.
That control belongs to me.
It was never yours in the first place.
I’m laughing at you because you’re pathetic.
Jerking off to a woman humiliating you for not handing over my money (never was yours).
I bet your wallet’s thicker than your dick.
Does everyone at work laugh at you behind your back? I bet they do.
I can’t believe that men like you exist. Such a waste of air.
Every day, you’re going to go to work for your goddess to earn money for me.
If you don’t earn enough to buy me gifts, I expect you to suck dicks to earn extra money.
Visit my wish lists and buy things daily.
If you displease me, I will demand more.
Now go – give your goddess what was always mine.
“Have you been good this week?” Says the Mistress to her Slave “Yes Mistress” he murmurs, desperate to please her. She is dismissive of his begging and replies “I’ve been so generous lately, haven’t I?” She’s allowed him to have pleasure, more so than normal. He is always kept under her control, each of his orgasms but one a week he must beg for.
Such a lucky boy he is, his cock was used as a toy for a sissy earlier that week. “You even got that blowjob, that you couldn’t come from.” She laughs at him and jabs at him with her heel, teasing him with what’s between her legs. “You’re insatiable and whiny.” He always wants more play, more orgasms than he is allowed. Most of the time she is kind. Not today.
“I see that look on your face.” She has a devious smile starting to curl at the corners of her mouth, he is in for some trouble tonight. “Is it hard for you to control your cock?” Oh no. What is she planning now? “I like owning cocks.” She states, commanding him to present himself. “Did you get hard for me?” She smiles wickedly. “You’re lucky I don’t make you wear a chastity device all the time.”
Such a naughty boy he is, always begging for orgasms, maybe she’ll take them away this time or maybe he’ll be punished… “You’re lucky your cock doesn’t get you into more trouble.” she says, remembering his previous escapades before she owned him. “Chastity devices are for naughty boys, aren’t they?”
I’ve got your two favorite things right here… hypnosis and pussy.
There’s nothing you can do but stare. I mean, since you’re already staring already.
I want you to think about what you want to do and what you wish you could do with me.
Just relax… watch either the pendulum, or my fingers. Whichever is most distracting.
Doesn’t matter what you stare at, I’ve got you under my spell.
You’ve been under the spell of women all along, haven’t you?
You want to please women, don’t you?
You think that you can please us sexually, but you can’t.
You’re inferior – you always have been.
Just keep watching… the longer you watch, the more sense this will make.
You want to make us happy but your cock is too small, isn’t it?
Somewhere deep down inside the pit of your being, you know I’m right.
Don’t get discouraged. It’s OK. It just means you should be a slave to women.
You shouldn’t offer us your cock, your erection, your pictures. It’s not your place.
You can look, but don’t you dare touch.
You know that it’s your place to look and admire.
You’re paying a toll right now, aren’t you?
You’re giving your mind over to me.
The longer you watch, the closer you are to climax.
The moment you climax, all this will be solidified.
You’ll be a slave with no hope of escape.
Desc: Welcome to my den, my reality, my world. I am a Goddess among men because I forced a shift to make it so. You can do that too, I’ll show you how. You’ll find that my world is superior to yours because I designed it myself, if you stay long enough you will be infected by my way of thinking and you’ll find your reality shifting. As long as you allow me into your head that is, you do want that, don’t you?
Hmmm.. That’s right, I’m ignoring you, my little peon. You don’t get any say. You just get to watch while I tease you with what you want. That’s right, I know what you want. You little boys all claim you want it, don’t you?
You beg, you plead, you whine.
I don’t mind your whining, unless it gets annoying, in which case it’s just irritating.
You can almost see everything you want, but you can’t have it. It’s not for you.
What lies between Mistresses’ legs is not for a slave, is it?
But you can beg.
I like this game… looking down on you while showing you what you can never have.
You’re not worthy, are you? You’ll never be. You’d love to be my #1 slave. I bet you can smell what’s between my legs, can’t you?
I bet you’re dreaming of it.
You’re dreaming of what I might let you see… what I might let you do. But you know I’ll never actually let you near me, I just like teasing pathetic little fucks like you. You’re only good for licking my shoes, aren’t you?
I like watching you whine and plead.
Beg really pathetically and maybe I’ll let you cum.
If you’re not touching yourself to this video, you’re not even worth my time.
I bet your dick is smaller than my clit.
Sheer panties just barely blocking your view, it’s driving you insane isn’t it? I love doing that. I love how it drives you mad. I love how you squirm and pant for me, aching for a glimpse. You want this Goddess, don’t you? Somehow, you think you might deserve it. Beg for it and maybe I’ll let you have a little teensy tiny peek. Maybe. Don’t get any ideas though, I’m the Queen and you’re just my little pawn to toy with. I’m going to make you beg for a chance to kiss these lips but we both know you’ll never get to. You’ll get to smell my panties though.
I’m going to get nice and close to give you a whiff of heaven and make you think you’re going to get a taste, make you think you’re going to get to see something dirty.. So close, you can almost taste it.. Then I’m going to take it away. Mmm, you can almost smell it from there, can’t you? Try, I want to watch you drool all over yourself you pathetic little doggie.
HEY! There’s been too much back talk and too much… Staring around these parts. If you’re going to stare I’m going to show you how to do it right. You understand me? I’m going to press this beautiful ass right up against your face and make you learn to appreciate it or gasp for trying. I’m sick of you thinking you can just stare without there being repercussions. This is not how this world works, you play by my rules and you’re going to love my ass MY way.
Press your face in nice and tight, you better take a deep breath first because this is going to be ruthless and I’m going to enjoy making you into my little faceseat ass slut as your punishment for staring.
Hi hubby! Don’t I look hot tonight? Look how slutty I look tonight! I’m going out on a date, but not with you. Sit down and look at how smoking hot I am and listen to me talk at length about the man I’m going out with and all the things I like about him that you’ll never be able to provide. I’ll show you what he gets to play with that you never will. Maybe if you buy me some shoes or a new Vuitton bag you’ll get a peek at what he gets!
It’s that time of year again! You’re about to be evaluated on your performance at work- Hopefully you’ve been delivering your work as you’ve promised and you better have made the changes you promised me last time. Come into my office, it’s time for your review. The bad news is that you’re a disappointment, the good news that your Hot as Hell Bitchy Boss is going to enjoy herself ripping you a new for it. That’s right, I like making you suffer and giving you your bad reviews and we both know it. You get to stare down my shirt while I do it though. You bet I’m going to make fun of you for that too, you pathetic little peon. How’s it feel to be bottom man on the totem pole? Hahaha!