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.
