You like getting pushed around by strong girls, don’t you? You’re such a little weakling. Are you getting hard from being bullied by a girl? What’s that about? Mmm… My luscious legs are so strong wrapped around you, squeezing you. You can’t resist them and you can’t escape them. They are so strong, aren’t they? Pant for me, gasp for me. I want to watch you struggle. Struggle like you mean it!
When you’re trapped in my reverse scissors all you can see is my bubbly ass, huh? What a tragedy. No escape and you’re getting so hard from it. I’m just going to sit here and relax while I slowly crush you. I bet you fantasized about this in school, being bullied by hot girls! Ugh. At least try to fight me, even though we both know you won’t win.
Up and down, that’s a good slave. Stroke your cock at my command. I’m going to tease you relentlessly while you stroke. Red light, green light – you remember that game as a kid, right? Stroke your cock at my command and stop when I command you to. Even if you’re at the edge of orgasm. Especially then.
Now I’m going to up the ante by intoxicating you with my scent and using you for my pleasure. How long can you last while I sit on your face? I’m going to put your breath training to the test and train your resolve a little longer, slave.
Good boy. You want to be a good toy for me don’t you?
You want to be my #1 slave? Please me. I know you want to. You did such a god job learning to worship my ass, so learn fast. Every part of you is my property and I’ll do with it as I see fit.
Your cock is a nice playtoy for me and I like teasing it, using it, manipulating it and tormenting it at my leisure. I like you being my property. I like teasing it with my perfect ass, you like that, don’t you? Just remember.. That cock is mine.
You want to remain my #1 slave, so please me. Do a good job and I’ll give you a reward.
You did such a god job learning to worship my ass, I’m going to give you a reward.. That reward is learning to please me. Your cock is a nice playtoy for me but I don’t want to play with it all the time, sometimes I want it be all about me. Okay, so it’s always all about me. I like you being my property, your cock belongs to me, every breath belongs to me, you belong to me. I’ll let you breathe when I’m satisfied.
You want to remain my #1 slave, so please me. You better do a good job or else who knows where you’ll end up.
Silky, smooth, perfect, slick, soft to the touch. Luxe, buttery, seamless. The texture of nice stockings are hypnotic to the touch, up and down, slow circles.. Good boy. Trace your fingers up and down my legs, toe to top and back again. You feel yourself getting sleepy. It feels good to do this, doesn’t it? It’s relaxing. So sleepy… Up and down.. You feel your eyelids closing… Suddenly, you feel yourself drifting into a nice relaxing state of calm. It feels so good to stroke my stockings, doesn’t it? Good boy.. “How does that feel boy…must feel so good, right? You are in complete euphoria right now, all because of these beautiful, silky stockings. Now it’s time to go deeper in the trance. With you on your knees and eyelids completely shut, I want you to slowly raise your nostrils up. Good boy…your nose up breathing in the smell of My dungeon space. Don’t worry boy, it will eventually become a much more satisfying aroma for you. “ Oh, you are in heaven now boy. Inhale now, suck in the scent of My stockings. Breathe it up like it’s your last breath. You need it…you need it like nothing else in the world. This scent drives you. Not some expensive fragrance, not My pussy or ass, but the scent of My stockings is what you crave.”
“When I count down from 10, it won’t register immediately but eventually you will discover what really drives you. Me, my scent and my perfect feet in my beautiful stockings. Worse yet, you need them and your life is incomplete without them.
You won’t have any remembrance of this session or what I have done to you. When I count down from 10, you will stand up and walk out the door like nothing has happened. For days, you will wander and feel incomplete. After only a few weeks, you will like you are suffering. Again, you will not know why or have any explanation. You will just know you are not satisfied. Then out of the bloom, you will receive an email…from ME w/the subject heading “ONLY FOR YOU”. You won’t know why exactly but it excites you. You click to read it and see it only says 2 words plus a link. The words say “MISTRESS RUBY’S STOCKINGS FOR SALE” and you click the link. The link, will be an ebanned auction site. You find the same silky stockings that were just press against your nose a few minutes ago. It comes with a special message attached saying ‘unwashed since your last session.’
Suddenly, this ad clicks with you. You don’t even look at the ridiculous price or ludicrous shipping amount it will cost to obtain the stockings. You immediately buy them without any reason. You just know you need them and desperately hope they will end your suffering. You know deep down that you will need more and more of them but it doesn’t matter as long as they keep filling the void for a little longer.