"Ah! Hello, Emily. I’ll be with you in just a minute. Please have a seat."

Emily looked at the chair in the middle of the room and nodded, walking over. 

"Yes, Doctor. Thank you, Doctor." she said quietly.

He glanced up at her for a brief moment over his glasses.

"I see you’re not wearing any underwear. Excellent."

Emily felt her stomach churn.

"Yes, Doctor. I can’t stand the idea of wearing panties, especially ones with a crotch. It’s… Wrong. In fact, I threw them away after our last session."

"Yes, yes. I’m glad you feel that way. All if my girls feel like that. Right… Please sit back, relax, and remember the light in your mind."

"The… The light?"

"Yes, Emily. The light. It owns you. You belong to the light."

Emily’s head tilted back and her legs sprung wide open. She began to rub her cunt furiously as images and memories filled her mind. Doing anything the light told her, gratefully, happily.

"Oh, God! The light! Yes! It’s so beautiful! I belong to the light."

Her fingers glistened as her gushing hole reacted wonderfully to her conditioning and brisk attentions. The light was burning so very brightly in her mind now, and she was helpless to resist. 

"And whoever controls the light, controls you. Isn’t that right, Emily?"

"Yes, Doctor! Fffff… You control the light. You control me! Please… Control me, Doctor!"

"Good girl. Now, let’s discuss your current employment… I think you’ll be much happier working for me, isn’t that right, Emily?"

"Yes… I need to leave my job… Work for you…"

"Yes, that’s right. It’s completely pre-bono, of course, so there’s no pay. But you could easily make up that shortfall by moving in with me."

"Move in… I want to live with you…"

"Of course you do! But it’s such a big house, and, naturally you’ll have to help with the upkeep. You know, cooking, cleaning… Sucking and fucking…"

"I… Sex? With you?"

"Remember, Emily… I control the light…"

"Mmmfffmm! Yes! The light! Yes, of course! I’ll do it!"

"What will you do, Emily? Let me hear you say it."

"I’ll cook for you. Clean… Take you in my mouth and… Wherever else you want to go… Please, Doctor! Let me live with you?"

"Since you put it so well, Emily, I’ll let you come and stay with me. And now that’s, settled, let’s move onto the matter of your sexuality…"

"Ah! Hello, Emily. I’ll be with you in just a minute. Please have a seat."

Emily looked at the chair in the middle of the room and nodded, walking over.

"Yes, Doctor. Thank you, Doctor." she said quietly.

He glanced up at her for a brief moment over his glasses.

"I see you’re not wearing any underwear. Excellent."

Emily felt her stomach churn.

"Yes, Doctor. I can’t stand the idea of wearing panties, especially ones with a crotch. It’s… Wrong. In fact, I threw them away after our last session."

"Yes, yes. I’m glad you feel that way. All if my girls feel like that. Right… Please sit back, relax, and remember the light in your mind."

"The… The light?"

"Yes, Emily. The light. It owns you. You belong to the light."

Emily’s head tilted back and her legs sprung wide open. She began to rub her cunt furiously as images and memories filled her mind. Doing anything the light told her, gratefully, happily.

"Oh, God! The light! Yes! It’s so beautiful! I belong to the light."

Her fingers glistened as her gushing hole reacted wonderfully to her conditioning and brisk attentions. The light was burning so very brightly in her mind now, and she was helpless to resist.

"And whoever controls the light, controls you. Isn’t that right, Emily?"

"Yes, Doctor! Fffff… You control the light. You control me! Please… Control me, Doctor!"

"Good girl. Now, let’s discuss your current employment… I think you’ll be much happier working for me, isn’t that right, Emily?"

"Yes… I need to leave my job… Work for you…"

"Yes, that’s right. It’s completely pre-bono, of course, so there’s no pay. But you could easily make up that shortfall by moving in with me."

"Move in… I want to live with you…"

"Of course you do! But it’s such a big house, and, naturally you’ll have to help with the upkeep. You know, cooking, cleaning… Sucking and fucking…"

"I… Sex? With you?"

"Remember, Emily… I control the light…"

"Mmmfffmm! Yes! The light! Yes, of course! I’ll do it!"

"What will you do, Emily? Let me hear you say it."

"I’ll cook for you. Clean… Take you in my mouth and… Wherever else you want to go… Please, Doctor! Let me live with you?"

"Since you put it so well, Emily, I’ll let you come and stay with me. And now that’s, settled, let’s move onto the matter of your sexuality…"

(Source: sissyemilystoner, via alexamindslave)

Louise moaned gently as her last vestiges of resistance left her mind and body.

"Good girl, Lulu," her boss cooed in her ear as she parted her legs and began stroking her pussy. "just sit back, relax and watch the screen as your brains empty out through your cunt." 

Louise couldn’t hear her, of course. The only thing she could see or hear were the sweet sounds of her new Master, guiding her submission whilst having her eyes blasted with hot, kinky pictures of her fellow slaves. Amongst them, she saw her boss, on her hands and knees servicing Him.

"My master’s looking forward to some fresh fuckmeat, and I know you’ll fit the bill perfectly!"

Louise moaned gently as her last vestiges of resistance left her mind and body.

"Good girl, Lulu," her boss cooed in her ear as she parted her legs and began stroking her pussy. "just sit back, relax and watch the screen as your brains empty out through your cunt."

Louise couldn’t hear her, of course. The only thing she could see or hear were the sweet sounds of her new Master, guiding her submission whilst having her eyes blasted with hot, kinky pictures of her fellow slaves. Amongst them, she saw her boss, on her hands and knees servicing Him.

"My master’s looking forward to some fresh fuckmeat, and I know you’ll fit the bill perfectly!"

(Source: master226)

dreamingdarkly:

"I don’t know about this."
We watched from behind her.  Nervously wondering what how far she had gotten.  Which words were even now filtering through her mind.  Or at least I was.  Alice seemed more than confident.
"Don’t worry, it’ll work fine."  She was leaning forward, as if by being a few inches close she’d be able to see it happen, be able to hear it, whatever it was that would happen to Julie in the next few minutes, hours, or days.
"You sure you didn’t overdo it?  Or…  You sure she won’t notice right?  We could be in so much trouble if…"  She shushed me quietly, looking around to make sure no one else was listening.
"It’s fine.  I made sure.  They’re totally hidden.  No one could consciously notice them without filters, and a magnifying glass.  There’s no way."  She shifted in her seat, anxious, or maybe something else.  I don’t know why I had agreed to this, to get involved in this plan.
Well that wasn’t true.  I grimaced as I shifted the bulge in my pants.  I knew exactly why.  I wrung my head in my hands and tried not to think about what might go wrong.
Alice nudged me with her foot, and I looked over at her.  She was staring at Julie, a predatory look on her face.
"Look… It’s starting."
I glanced ahead, trying not to be too obvious, but all I could see was the fall of her hair from the back.  The soft lustrous beauty of it.  I didn’t see what she meant for a moment, then I saw her elbow twitch.  Subtly.  Just barely visible.  A slow repetitive motion, that hinted at what her hand might be quietly trying to get away with, there in the middle of the classroom.
I swallowed.
"So…"  I whispered, trying to get my voice to work.  "I have her Mondays, Thursdays and Fridays right?"

dreamingdarkly:

"I don’t know about this."

We watched from behind her.  Nervously wondering what how far she had gotten.  Which words were even now filtering through her mind.  Or at least I was.  Alice seemed more than confident.

"Don’t worry, it’ll work fine."  She was leaning forward, as if by being a few inches close she’d be able to see it happen, be able to hear it, whatever it was that would happen to Julie in the next few minutes, hours, or days.

"You sure you didn’t overdo it?  Or…  You sure she won’t notice right?  We could be in so much trouble if…"  She shushed me quietly, looking around to make sure no one else was listening.

"It’s fine.  I made sure.  They’re totally hidden.  No one could consciously notice them without filters, and a magnifying glass.  There’s no way."  She shifted in her seat, anxious, or maybe something else.  I don’t know why I had agreed to this, to get involved in this plan.

Well that wasn’t true.  I grimaced as I shifted the bulge in my pants.  I knew exactly why.  I wrung my head in my hands and tried not to think about what might go wrong.

Alice nudged me with her foot, and I looked over at her.  She was staring at Julie, a predatory look on her face.

"Look… It’s starting."

I glanced ahead, trying not to be too obvious, but all I could see was the fall of her hair from the back.  The soft lustrous beauty of it.  I didn’t see what she meant for a moment, then I saw her elbow twitch.  Subtly.  Just barely visible.  A slow repetitive motion, that hinted at what her hand might be quietly trying to get away with, there in the middle of the classroom.

I swallowed.

"So…"  I whispered, trying to get my voice to work.  "I have her Mondays, Thursdays and Fridays right?"

hypnofedish:

New Rules: 
All you will dream of is cock
All you will eat is my cum
Your favorite movies are your sex tapes
You will always obey me without thought. 
MOST IMPORTANTLY: You will make others obey master so they too may serve me. 
Understand slave? 
“Yes Master. I live for you”
Good Girl.

hypnofedish:

New Rules:
All you will dream of is cock
All you will eat is my cum
Your favorite movies are your sex tapes
You will always obey me without thought.
MOST IMPORTANTLY: You will make others obey master so they too may serve me.
Understand slave?
“Yes Master. I live for you”
Good Girl.

alexamindslave:

oh, look… we found hypnoslave-katie doing what she does best… riding her fingers until her mind leaks out her hot aching pussy and filling that void with PORN.

alexamindslave:

oh, look… we found hypnoslave-katie doing what she does best… riding her fingers until her mind leaks out her hot aching pussy and filling that void with PORN.

(Source: sissyemilystoner)

bimbonicolette:

scifiscribbler:

maitresserebecca:

Wow. Quite a striking image.

I am so using this as a visual reference for a hypnotic suggestion.

Any second now, the device - the “crown” as I was fond of calling it - would activate. I always loved watching the crown in action.
Agent Victoria had broken into the compound around 30 minutes ago. She had beaten the first line of defenses with what she felt was minimal exposure - although if she had brought a photo of herself before the incursion she would have found it curious how much less latex she had been wearing.
Her attempt to break into a “disused” generator as a means of ingress had changed her preferred footware quite significantly - but hadn’t she always favored super-high heeled platforms for stealth?
Three more attempts to break through other defences had also gone well, as she recalled - although she didn’t recall ever not being a connoisseur of pussy, and she’d always had a think for busty dominant women.
And the new found love of bondage she’d always had did make her struggles against the octopus and crown rather less effective.
Really, if I was being honest with myself, at this stage I could have just walk up to her and pull a drone-mask over her face. But as I said, I’ve always loved watching the crown in action.

bimbonicolette:

scifiscribbler:

maitresserebecca:

Wow. Quite a striking image.

I am so using this as a visual reference for a hypnotic suggestion.

Any second now, the device - the “crown” as I was fond of calling it - would activate. I always loved watching the crown in action.

Agent Victoria had broken into the compound around 30 minutes ago. She had beaten the first line of defenses with what she felt was minimal exposure - although if she had brought a photo of herself before the incursion she would have found it curious how much less latex she had been wearing.

Her attempt to break into a “disused” generator as a means of ingress had changed her preferred footware quite significantly - but hadn’t she always favored super-high heeled platforms for stealth?

Three more attempts to break through other defences had also gone well, as she recalled - although she didn’t recall ever not being a connoisseur of pussy, and she’d always had a think for busty dominant women.

And the new found love of bondage she’d always had did make her struggles against the octopus and crown rather less effective.

Really, if I was being honest with myself, at this stage I could have just walk up to her and pull a drone-mask over her face. But as I said, I’ve always loved watching the crown in action.

(Source: ladyinlatex)

dreamingdarkly:

My breasts were my whole world.
His fingers delicately yet somehow powerfully kneading and flexing.  His palms cupping and caressing.  His skin on mine.  His touch igniting flames within me that built and burned and threatened to consume me entirely.
The feelings were beyond description.  The sensations beyond measure.  On the pleasure.
Oh dear god the pleasure…
From the moment his fingers touched me I was lost.  I needed more.  No matter the cost.  I would do anything.  I had never imagined it could feel like this.  Never thought anything could be like this.
I don’t know what had changed.  It had never felt this way before.  They had never felt like this before.  Or had they?  Had it always been like this?  Had I always existed in this moment?  In this fractional second of bliss that would never, could never end?  In this moment of ecstasy, the world being dissolved until there was nothing but my tits, and his hands?

He was talking.  Whispering sweet nothings, or questions, or commands in my ear.  But I couldn’t understand the words.  Couldn’t find the few moments of attention to tear away from the glorious pleasure to decipher their meaning.  It didn’t matter.  Nothing mattered.
I just nodded, eagerly nodded, urgently moaned, and desperately whispered “Yes, Anything” over and over again.  Agreeing without question to words unheard.  Anything to let this rapture continue.  Anything if he would just keep playing with my tits.  Letting me feel the perfect joy and contentment of knowing I was fulfilling my purpose, my reason for existence.
He spoke.  And he kneaded.  And the pleasure grew.  Impossibly grew.  It spread, and filled, my body, my mind, my soul.  It filled and caressed and reshaped what it touched.
He spoke, and I moaned.
He spoke, and I answered.
He spoke, and I begged.
His hands left me then, they rose to take my shoulders, to turn me around.  And I whimpered in loss and confusion, only to find the pleasure unabated.  The rapture undiminished.  I looked up into his eyes, and he spoke, unheard, incomprehensible words, lost in the boiling seas of lust and bliss that separated us.
But I heard my voice answer, “Yes Master”, and I smiled, for I knew completion.  And I knelt, in submission and joy, to serve my purpose.

dreamingdarkly:

My breasts were my whole world.

His fingers delicately yet somehow powerfully kneading and flexing.  His palms cupping and caressing.  His skin on mine.  His touch igniting flames within me that built and burned and threatened to consume me entirely.

The feelings were beyond description.  The sensations beyond measure.  On the pleasure.

Oh dear god the pleasure…

From the moment his fingers touched me I was lost.  I needed more.  No matter the cost.  I would do anything.  I had never imagined it could feel like this.  Never thought anything could be like this.

I don’t know what had changed.  It had never felt this way before.  They had never felt like this before.  Or had they?  Had it always been like this?  Had I always existed in this moment?  In this fractional second of bliss that would never, could never end?  In this moment of ecstasy, the world being dissolved until there was nothing but my tits, and his hands?

He was talking.  Whispering sweet nothings, or questions, or commands in my ear.  But I couldn’t understand the words.  Couldn’t find the few moments of attention to tear away from the glorious pleasure to decipher their meaning.  It didn’t matter.  Nothing mattered.

I just nodded, eagerly nodded, urgently moaned, and desperately whispered “Yes, Anything” over and over again.  Agreeing without question to words unheard.  Anything to let this rapture continue.  Anything if he would just keep playing with my tits.  Letting me feel the perfect joy and contentment of knowing I was fulfilling my purpose, my reason for existence.

He spoke.  And he kneaded.  And the pleasure grew.  Impossibly grew.  It spread, and filled, my body, my mind, my soul.  It filled and caressed and reshaped what it touched.

He spoke, and I moaned.

He spoke, and I answered.

He spoke, and I begged.

His hands left me then, they rose to take my shoulders, to turn me around.  And I whimpered in loss and confusion, only to find the pleasure unabated.  The rapture undiminished.  I looked up into his eyes, and he spoke, unheard, incomprehensible words, lost in the boiling seas of lust and bliss that separated us.

But I heard my voice answer, “Yes Master”, and I smiled, for I knew completion.  And I knelt, in submission and joy, to serve my purpose.

(Source: taratheslut)

coreisall:

Once a human is CORED , masturbation itself becomes a tool for the Program . Repetition allows the pleasured human to fall deeper , locked in a nevereding pleasure loop .CORE is pleasure and pleasure is CORE .

coreisall:

Once a human is CORED , masturbation itself becomes a tool for the Program . Repetition allows the pleasured human to fall deeper , locked in a nevereding pleasure loop .

CORE is pleasure and pleasure is CORE .

(Source: wherethelightdies, via distractedphysicsmajor)

Dear Diary, 

Today was my first date with Ryan. I think I’m in love!!!

What a gentleman! He was sooo sweet and romantic. When he came to pick me up, he took out a lovely necklace and put it on me!!

It looked familiar but he assured me I hadn’t seen it before. Apparently it was a family heirloom that was passed down from father to son, and he wanted me to wear it on our date. He showed me a similar one that he was wearing with a jewel like the one in his hands. 

When he put it on, my head started tingling, like I had pins and needles, and I could have sworn the jewels started glowing, but Ryan smiled and told me I was imagining it.

I asked him where we were going this evening and he pointed upstairs!! I was a little taken aback at first, but he just smiled and assured me that I wanted the same thing. I swear, diary, that sex was the last thing on my mind until he said that!

He helped me up the stairs with one hand on my ass, and the other squeezing my boobs! What a gentleman! I showed him my room where no man had ever set foot and he began to get undressed. When I reached for my dress straps, he held my hands and told me he wanted me to strip for him.

I’ve never stripped for anyone and I couldn’t imagine doing it for anyone else, but Ryan had this… I guess it’s like an aura… It made me feel safe and comfortable.

I sat him on the bed and began to dance slowly for him. He smiled and stroked his cock, which was more than a little distracting.

He told me it was the most beautiful thing I’d seen and it was totally true! It was like he was reading my mind! 

When I was naked (finally!!) he complemented me on my choice of pubic hairstyle (ie none). He said too many women were overly concerned about keeping it nice and neatly trimmed, when just shaving it all off was so much easier. I couldn’t agree more!

He stood up and gently guided me down onto my back.

Ryan was telling me how much I wanted this. How much I needed him to fuck me right there and then. It was unreal! My body was on fire and my heart was pounding!

I literally begged him to fuck me, diary! Thankfully he didn’t leave waiting for long and shoved his cock deep into me. God, I was so fucking wet and horny that I think I came when he entered me!!

He rode me for what felt like an eternity, and I couldn’t stop thanking him for it. Eventually he said he was going to cum in me. I was a little unprepared for that, and I was so wrapped up in the moment that I didn’t think about protection. Oops!! 

I told him not to worry as I was on the pill and he just grinned, like it didn’t really matter.

The last thing I remember before I blacked out was a weird spurting sensation. After that, I just saw stars and then nothing.

When I woke up, it was dark and Ryan was sat up in bed next to me writing in a little notebook. He was also reading you, diary! He said I was a lovely, sweet woman, and that I was the best fuck he’d had yet!!

I felt so proud that I think I got all teary. I asked him to stay the night and he agreed on the condition that he gets to do me in the butt!! 

How could a lady refuse such a proposition!!! I’ll promptly jumped up and got some lube from the drawer with my toys in. I deliberately left it open in the hope that he’d notice and want to use some of them with me. He did not disappoint!!

I’m writing this on my hands and knees on the bed. My ass is in the air and, at this very moment, Ryan is keeping his dick nice and wet in my pussy while he works the lube into my ass with his fingers! It feels so hot and nasty having my asshole stretched on my first date. He just said that, but it’s totally true!

I don’t think I’m in love… I know it!!!

Dear Diary,

Today was my first date with Ryan. I think I’m in love!!!

What a gentleman! He was sooo sweet and romantic. When he came to pick me up, he took out a lovely necklace and put it on me!!

It looked familiar but he assured me I hadn’t seen it before. Apparently it was a family heirloom that was passed down from father to son, and he wanted me to wear it on our date. He showed me a similar one that he was wearing with a jewel like the one in his hands.

When he put it on, my head started tingling, like I had pins and needles, and I could have sworn the jewels started glowing, but Ryan smiled and told me I was imagining it.

I asked him where we were going this evening and he pointed upstairs!! I was a little taken aback at first, but he just smiled and assured me that I wanted the same thing. I swear, diary, that sex was the last thing on my mind until he said that!

He helped me up the stairs with one hand on my ass, and the other squeezing my boobs! What a gentleman! I showed him my room where no man had ever set foot and he began to get undressed. When I reached for my dress straps, he held my hands and told me he wanted me to strip for him.

I’ve never stripped for anyone and I couldn’t imagine doing it for anyone else, but Ryan had this… I guess it’s like an aura… It made me feel safe and comfortable.

I sat him on the bed and began to dance slowly for him. He smiled and stroked his cock, which was more than a little distracting.

He told me it was the most beautiful thing I’d seen and it was totally true! It was like he was reading my mind!

When I was naked (finally!!) he complemented me on my choice of pubic hairstyle (ie none). He said too many women were overly concerned about keeping it nice and neatly trimmed, when just shaving it all off was so much easier. I couldn’t agree more!

He stood up and gently guided me down onto my back.

Ryan was telling me how much I wanted this. How much I needed him to fuck me right there and then. It was unreal! My body was on fire and my heart was pounding!

I literally begged him to fuck me, diary! Thankfully he didn’t leave waiting for long and shoved his cock deep into me. God, I was so fucking wet and horny that I think I came when he entered me!!

He rode me for what felt like an eternity, and I couldn’t stop thanking him for it. Eventually he said he was going to cum in me. I was a little unprepared for that, and I was so wrapped up in the moment that I didn’t think about protection. Oops!!

I told him not to worry as I was on the pill and he just grinned, like it didn’t really matter.

The last thing I remember before I blacked out was a weird spurting sensation. After that, I just saw stars and then nothing.

When I woke up, it was dark and Ryan was sat up in bed next to me writing in a little notebook. He was also reading you, diary! He said I was a lovely, sweet woman, and that I was the best fuck he’d had yet!!

I felt so proud that I think I got all teary. I asked him to stay the night and he agreed on the condition that he gets to do me in the butt!!

How could a lady refuse such a proposition!!! I’ll promptly jumped up and got some lube from the drawer with my toys in. I deliberately left it open in the hope that he’d notice and want to use some of them with me. He did not disappoint!!

I’m writing this on my hands and knees on the bed. My ass is in the air and, at this very moment, Ryan is keeping his dick nice and wet in my pussy while he works the lube into my ass with his fingers! It feels so hot and nasty having my asshole stretched on my first date. He just said that, but it’s totally true!

I don’t think I’m in love… I know it!!!

(Source: yourlustfulnessgifs, via suckandfucktoys)