Hello, my prey… I bet you’re wondering how I invaded your slumber, but there’s no need to worry about that. Don’t pay that any mind. All you need to do is keep on fantasizing. All you have to do is watch my pendulum. I saw right into your dreams. The dreams in which you’re inferior. They’re right, you know – your dick is small and you’re not worthy.
You’ll cum before you wake because little pathetic fucks like you always do that. That amuses me greatly and I love abusing that, that’s where I get my power. You probably even came before I got here – that’s what attracted me. You need women like me. Know that your place is beneath the foot of a powerful woman. Your little dick makes you inferior. You’re not even worth my time.
When you jerk off, it shows me that you are less of a man. I hunger to suck your soul. Succubi lure you in with the thought of something more and then snatch your soul. We make you believe there is a chance of something greater. We steal your soul and make it so that every time you get an errection, you think of us.
Your dick is tiny and you are worth nothing.
Your tiny dick makes you inferior to women but that’s OK because all you do is jerk, jerk, jerk. You are going to please me from now on, in any way you can. Give your soul to me.
Who needs thoughts? You sure don’t. Time to empty your stupid head of all your stupid thoughts! Get out your bottle of aromatic fun and get ready to become mindless. Just dump everything out of your head and goon yourself completely fucking stupid for me. Not enough? Take a whiff. Fuck it, take a few. Let me tease you and make you my mindless little toy. Stroke to me, sniff and let your body and mind become nothing more than a goon drone who lives to worship and stroke for me.
Well then, little slut.. It seems that you survived my last task! I’ve decided to up the ante. Do you think you can handle it? I bet you can. Luck for you, your Mistress is in the mood to show off her ass. That should give you a little clue as to what this task is about.
Any guesses?
No?
Are you too much of a dumb slut to guess? That’s fine. I’ll tell you.
It involves an outing – that’s the hint I’ll give you. From your last task, you should have purchased a pair of panties. You should be well-stocked and all slutted up for your outing. Your outing is to go to a sex toy store. With a nice pair of slutty panties under your clothes. A weekend night is preferable. That’s when all the whores come out, right?
You get bonus points if you show the clerk your slutty panties. You have to buy 2 of 3 items: a butt plug, a dildo, or a ball gag, and send me pictures using 1 of the 2 items you bought. Bonus points if you wear your underwear in the picture This is all part of your training to become the perfect sissy slut for me. Are you up for it, or are you a little wuss? I bet you’re desperate to be the best little slut you can be for me. You want to the perfect little whore and you want me to teach you.
I’ve got a big ring on my finger, your credit cards and your balls in my purse. Funny, all those women online call themselves findoms but they’ve got nothing on wifey. You work your ass off to cover my demands, I spend your money as I please and you can’t say shit about it lest I cut off the glimmer of hope you have to even smell my pussy. You know I’m laughing at you behind your back every time I say “I have a headache”. We both know I love sex, just not with you. It’s way more fun to manipulate you into begging me for it and then cuckolding you without your knowledge. That’s right, I’m fucking him. There isn’t shit you can do about it either. So suck it up, hubby. Beg me, grovel and buy me a new pair of shoes.
My lovely domme friend, Mistress Jasmine and I are in the mood to amuse ourselves. Look what we have here! A delectable, supple slave that we can sit on, smother, humiliate, bind and slap! Awww, what a poor helpless slut! Luckily, you fit the bill! Your cock and balls are in for a treat. And a lot of pain, too, but that’s what sluts like, isn’t it? Sit still and stop whining while we abuse you for our amusement! If you make too much noise, we’ll just stifle your groans!
Oh? What’s that? You want Mistress Jasmine’s Pussy? Hahahahaha!!!! Nice try! Slave! You don’t deserve that! Oh! Look at you getting hard while we smack your cock and balls! Pathetic! Maybe if you hold out long enough you’ll get a reward.. Maybe. 😉
I’m just in the mood to relax and hearing a slave gasp for air under me fills me with such joy. It doesn’t trouble me when I hear him pant or groan, in fact I don’t really care. Sometimes I enjoy it, especially if my slave puts up a good fight and gasps into my pussy in a way that pleases me. My number one slaves wants to stay at the top so he’s going to fight to stay number by fighting for number one. There is no greater honor than to die by my ass, after all. Isn’t that right? Good boy. Don’t bother talking. It’s too difficult for me to understand you with your mouth full of my ass and I don’t care what you have to say anyway.
So I’m going to make you appreciate every breath of air I give you by making each one scarce. You hear that, slave? Good. Now bury your face in my ass and inhale my ass and pussy. You better hope I let you live through this!
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.
Focus on my lovely soles, imagine how it would feel to have them on your face. Image my toes in your mouth, it would be divine wouldn’t it? You’d love to be under my feet wouldn’t you? Oh yes you would. You can’t deny it. Watch my feet, watch me stretch and wrinkle them. You’ll find it become harder and harder to look away the longer you look. The longer you look, the less you will want to stop. Watch me stretch… You feel your eye lids getting heavy… Soon enough, my pet you will be under my spell. Oh so lovely it is, isn’t it?
You want to be a good boy for me, don’t you? You want to be molded into the perfect submissive who will do whatever his Mistress says without question or over thinking, right? Good boy. If you’re reading this, you’re already on your way. Your first step is admitting that you’re weak, you’re ruled by your cock and I’m going to help you by taking control of it for you. I’m going to do that by dominating your every thought. That may sound silly at first but when you take into consideration that men think about sex constantly and you’ve been staring at my ass this whole time, you’ll find you’re already halfway there.
Really? You couldn’t even make 2 weeks? That’s pathetic. You’re ruled by your tiny little dick and it’s disgusting. You’re not worth my time. I was going to reward you but why bother? I’m not even going to waste the time to coerce you into pleasing me or buying this clip because you just flat owe me. You’re just a failure. You know what? You want my attention? Buy it back. Go ahead. I’m waiting.
