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Mistress likes Her sissy boys. The sweeter, the more submissive, the more obedient, …. the better. She thinks boys have been bad and need to atone. Atone by being girls, Women, Her women. And the first thing Her women must learn is submission. You have no choice. You must obey.
Many women subdue their men through conflict. Not all relationship abuse, physical or otherwise, favors the men. The problem with just beating men down it that it takes time. It doesn’t scale if you are in a hurry to have a lot of slaves. But there is no doubt that a hand-busted bronco has its own artisan appeal. Mistress Dominica’s technique, however, is informed more from the science and practice of modern a****l training crossed with other esoteric skills and abilities. Suffice it to say that She is a powerful being. You might well underestimate that potential. Read that again. Yes, that’s right, consider this possibility: chances are that you were in over your head from the very moment you first saw her web site (welcome back!). Chances are, because you are here with Her, and not there with someone else, you have never encountered anything quite like Her before now. That’s the point really.
Unless you walked away, turned back and never returned, then you were already lost. She is that powerful. She knows what She can do to you and how to do it. You know neither. Do you start to feel the depth of your predicament? Do you feel any fear yet? You’ve been caught and now you can’t escape. You listened to some hot nasty sex tapes and had a couple of wicked jerks, but now you can’t get Her out of your mind. All you do is crave for Her voice and obey Her commands.
It seemed like the flu at first, a slight sickness and fever. But it’s a full blown a****l now, pacing inside my brain, licking away my mind, devouring its thoughts and feelings, until i am only Her devoted blank aroused submissive follower, prisoner and slave. We all have our points of passage, naturally, lines that can’t be uncrossed.
Perhaps you will attempt to resist. Perhaps you will be surly, perhaps you will simply go away, burn your training materials and vow never to return. It may even take some time for the cravings to come, the cravings to snuggle back to Mistress, to be Her passive little settled pet, but they come like nightfall and they will force you to crawl, like i crawled, back to Mistress, but now you must do whatever She wants. See, whatever made you resist, it wasn’t strong enough, you were too weak, like me, you had to crawl back. Now She has beaten you once, punked you out. Now She can push you further …. and further. Mistress seems forgiving. She’ll warmly take you back if you sincerely want to come back. And you will be grateful, grateful and more trusting. More trusting means you can go deeper, going deeper puts you more under Her control.
Can you resist now? You might as well accept it. It’s inevitable. You wanted it to happen to you, and now it has. Her reality has become your reality. i am not Her money slave, i am not Her girl slave, i am not her boy slave, because i am not anything except Her slave.
From day one you are Her bitch. That’s right, Her bitch. You may be thirsty, maybe not, but if She wants you to drink, you must drink. You will drink without even realizing you drank, the toilet’s water, your own cum, Her control – whatever She wants, whenever She wants it. You will fuck who She tells you to fuck; you will suck who She tells you to suck. If not today, then soon enough. You will give to Her the keys to your brain. Willingly, if unknowingly, irrevocably, and, there you are, aren’t you?
She will train the way your brain thinks and responds. That She can make you do this is both sophisticated and mundane, as is training any a****l to jump through a fiery hoop. The bottom line to you, however, is the same: you are an excellently trained little slavey-p*o. Voice activated, erotically charged, i’ve become Her hot little spasm mama whore. Barefoot and pregnant, legs spread wide, wider, wife wide: love, honor, cherish and …. obey. Domination is a fact of everyone’s life. Does any one dispute there are those with a taste to be dominated? Isn’t that right, girls? Welcome. Then we shouldn’t be surprised to find a woman with a true taste for dominating. A perhaps indomitable taste for dominating. She who is Master.
What does Mistress Dominica value in a man? Well, most of all….. obedience. Strict totally devoted puppy dog submissive balls-in-her-hand obedience. And if that “man” were compelled to make his body available to Mistress to mold as She pleased, his mind to train as She wanted, his muscles to control directly, and She made him a woman, someone who lived only to offer herself up to please Mistress with her body, with her mouth and her pussy, her asshole, her hands and fingers and tongue, then what would Mistress want? Mistress certainly prefers sluts. Cum sluts, cum whores. Girls who like their holes filled, hips bucking and cumming and bucking and cumming. She likes complex whores, especially whores that send Her their money. She likes cool sensuous satiny drinks of water, smoke wafting into the dim recesses of the bar’s ceiling, and She likes Her simple little breeder whores.
As one of Mistress’s breeder whores, She has impregnated me with Her c***d. My breasts have started producing milk for our baby. And sometimes, when Mistress squeezes them, they spurt milk. The baby growing in my womb makes me want to cum all of the time. I just want someone to stroke my shaven pussy lips with a piece of fur, i’m so fucking horny and i am so fucking simple: i can’t cum without Mistress’s permission.
Which was itself a mind fuck the first time i realized that not only could i not cum without Her permission, i did cum every single time She made me cum in Her training materials. That’s right, She trains you to cum at Her command each time and every time, each time and every time, you cum when She makes you cum. She makes you cum and cum and cum and cum. It feels so good to cum. i love cumming, touching myself between my legs, running my finger just inside my warm moist pussy. i like to finger my cunt, feel the soft yielding walls suck first one finger in and then another. i loved being able to rub my clit against the heel of my hand. i love this because Mistress loves for me to love this.
My need to please Mistress is like a physical weight. i so want to please Her, be Her slave, wear Her collar, have Her baby, give Her more control, change myself, more and more to please Her more and more. i look at the mirror. i see myself with a pink satin ribbon tied around my neck. Woven deeply in its fabric are the words Property of MzDominica.
i’m in panties and pantyhose, i look like a girl. my tits are huge, and i want to touch them cause it makes me want to cum a lot. So many images of myself like this now in my mind, me with big tits and curves and my makeup perfect, it all seems so fucking normal. i finger my clit sometimes with my legs spread wide open but i can’t ever cum unless Mistress makes me.
i am writing this at my kitchen table dressed in a skimpy pair of red cotton bikini style panties dotted with tiny hearts. i’m also wearing a an orchid and fuchsia tied died pattern nylon scoop neck top – nicely showing off the cleavage caused by my swollen sensitive tits, i can spend hours massaging and masturbating them – they are so surprising with their regions and sensitivities, proclivities and connections – the ancient energy paths, now hidden.
i type: “in my heart of hearts i believe that i am strong enough to walk away, to burn Her tapes and never listen again. To resist. To be a man.” Just for writing these words my hips start to grind against the chair, grind against the chair, and grind against the chair…. i want to cum. i want to cum, i can feel it coming on, the orgasm, from my swollen tits, from deep in my cunt (yes, my cunt – you won’t understand until you too are here), from my clit, from my ass, from every single hole and nerve that Mistress has claimed for Herself. cumming and cumming on. Oh, Mistress, please make me cum, please make me cum, please make me cum, trigger after trigger, each one closer to an orgasm that is already impossibly close, mmmm. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, take me, make me beg make me Your bitch make me cum make me cum make me take it make me obey, make me Your slave. i can’t stop grinding my hips now, feeling the orgasm build and build, pressurizing, blank, i am just a writhing white hot mass of cumming, i hear nothing, i feel nothing, i could be anywhere, anytime, being made to cum. i am reduced to an endless sexual scream. My body writhes in supplication. Mistress, You totally know You can do anything You want to me, immobilized, mindless on Your cold cold table. i crave You, i crave You, i crave You. She controls my mind. She controls me. Resistance is obedience. There is no escape. There is no escape.
Mistress likes Her sissy boys. The sweeter, the more submissive, the more obedient, …. the better. She thinks boys have been bad and need to atone. Atone by being girls, Women, Her women. And the first thing Her women must learn is submission. You have no choice. You must obey.
Many women subdue their men through conflict. Not all relationship abuse, physical or otherwise, favors the men. The problem with just beating men down it that it takes time. It doesn’t scale if you are in a hurry to have a lot of slaves. But there is no doubt that a hand-busted bronco has its own artisan appeal. Mistress Dominica’s technique, however, is informed more from the science and practice of modern a****l training crossed with other esoteric skills and abilities. Suffice it to say that She is a powerful being. You might well underestimate that potential. Read that again. Yes, that’s right, consider this possibility: chances are that you were in over your head from the very moment you first saw her web site (welcome back!). Chances are, because you are here with Her, and not there with someone else, you have never encountered anything quite like Her before now. That’s the point really.
Unless you walked away, turned back and never returned, then you were already lost. She is that powerful. She knows what She can do to you and how to do it. You know neither. Do you start to feel the depth of your predicament? Do you feel any fear yet? You’ve been caught and now you can’t escape. You listened to some hot nasty sex tapes and had a couple of wicked jerks, but now you can’t get Her out of your mind. All you do is crave for Her voice and obey Her commands.
It seemed like the flu at first, a slight sickness and fever. But it’s a full blown a****l now, pacing inside my brain, licking away my mind, devouring its thoughts and feelings, until i am only Her devoted blank aroused submissive follower, prisoner and slave. We all have our points of passage, naturally, lines that can’t be uncrossed.
Perhaps you will attempt to resist. Perhaps you will be surly, perhaps you will simply go away, burn your training materials and vow never to return. It may even take some time for the cravings to come, the cravings to snuggle back to Mistress, to be Her passive little settled pet, but they come like nightfall and they will force you to crawl, like i crawled, back to Mistress, but now you must do whatever She wants. See, whatever made you resist, it wasn’t strong enough, you were too weak, like me, you had to crawl back. Now She has beaten you once, punked you out. Now She can push you further …. and further. Mistress seems forgiving. She’ll warmly take you back if you sincerely want to come back. And you will be grateful, grateful and more trusting. More trusting means you can go deeper, going deeper puts you more under Her control.
Can you resist now? You might as well accept it. It’s inevitable. You wanted it to happen to you, and now it has. Her reality has become your reality. i am not Her money slave, i am not Her girl slave, i am not her boy slave, because i am not anything except Her slave.
From day one you are Her bitch. That’s right, Her bitch. You may be thirsty, maybe not, but if She wants you to drink, you must drink. You will drink without even realizing you drank, the toilet’s water, your own cum, Her control – whatever She wants, whenever She wants it. You will fuck who She tells you to fuck; you will suck who She tells you to suck. If not today, then soon enough. You will give to Her the keys to your brain. Willingly, if unknowingly, irrevocably, and, there you are, aren’t you?
She will train the way your brain thinks and responds. That She can make you do this is both sophisticated and mundane, as is training any a****l to jump through a fiery hoop. The bottom line to you, however, is the same: you are an excellently trained little slavey-p*o. Voice activated, erotically charged, i’ve become Her hot little spasm mama whore. Barefoot and pregnant, legs spread wide, wider, wife wide: love, honor, cherish and …. obey. Domination is a fact of everyone’s life. Does any one dispute there are those with a taste to be dominated? Isn’t that right, girls? Welcome. Then we shouldn’t be surprised to find a woman with a true taste for dominating. A perhaps indomitable taste for dominating. She who is Master.
What does Mistress Dominica value in a man? Well, most of all….. obedience. Strict totally devoted puppy dog submissive balls-in-her-hand obedience. And if that “man” were compelled to make his body available to Mistress to mold as She pleased, his mind to train as She wanted, his muscles to control directly, and She made him a woman, someone who lived only to offer herself up to please Mistress with her body, with her mouth and her pussy, her asshole, her hands and fingers and tongue, then what would Mistress want? Mistress certainly prefers sluts. Cum sluts, cum whores. Girls who like their holes filled, hips bucking and cumming and bucking and cumming. She likes complex whores, especially whores that send Her their money. She likes cool sensuous satiny drinks of water, smoke wafting into the dim recesses of the bar’s ceiling, and She likes Her simple little breeder whores.
As one of Mistress’s breeder whores, She has impregnated me with Her c***d. My breasts have started producing milk for our baby. And sometimes, when Mistress squeezes them, they spurt milk. The baby growing in my womb makes me want to cum all of the time. I just want someone to stroke my shaven pussy lips with a piece of fur, i’m so fucking horny and i am so fucking simple: i can’t cum without Mistress’s permission.
Which was itself a mind fuck the first time i realized that not only could i not cum without Her permission, i did cum every single time She made me cum in Her training materials. That’s right, She trains you to cum at Her command each time and every time, each time and every time, you cum when She makes you cum. She makes you cum and cum and cum and cum. It feels so good to cum. i love cumming, touching myself between my legs, running my finger just inside my warm moist pussy. i like to finger my cunt, feel the soft yielding walls suck first one finger in and then another. i loved being able to rub my clit against the heel of my hand. i love this because Mistress loves for me to love this.
My need to please Mistress is like a physical weight. i so want to please Her, be Her slave, wear Her collar, have Her baby, give Her more control, change myself, more and more to please Her more and more. i look at the mirror. i see myself with a pink satin ribbon tied around my neck. Woven deeply in its fabric are the words Property of MzDominica.
i’m in panties and pantyhose, i look like a girl. my tits are huge, and i want to touch them cause it makes me want to cum a lot. So many images of myself like this now in my mind, me with big tits and curves and my makeup perfect, it all seems so fucking normal. i finger my clit sometimes with my legs spread wide open but i can’t ever cum unless Mistress makes me.
i am writing this at my kitchen table dressed in a skimpy pair of red cotton bikini style panties dotted with tiny hearts. i’m also wearing a an orchid and fuchsia tied died pattern nylon scoop neck top – nicely showing off the cleavage caused by my swollen sensitive tits, i can spend hours massaging and masturbating them – they are so surprising with their regions and sensitivities, proclivities and connections – the ancient energy paths, now hidden.
i type: “in my heart of hearts i believe that i am strong enough to walk away, to burn Her tapes and never listen again. To resist. To be a man.” Just for writing these words my hips start to grind against the chair, grind against the chair, and grind against the chair…. i want to cum. i want to cum, i can feel it coming on, the orgasm, from my swollen tits, from deep in my cunt (yes, my cunt – you won’t understand until you too are here), from my clit, from my ass, from every single hole and nerve that Mistress has claimed for Herself. cumming and cumming on. Oh, Mistress, please make me cum, please make me cum, please make me cum, trigger after trigger, each one closer to an orgasm that is already impossibly close, mmmm. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, take me, make me beg make me Your bitch make me cum make me cum make me take it make me obey, make me Your slave. i can’t stop grinding my hips now, feeling the orgasm build and build, pressurizing, blank, i am just a writhing white hot mass of cumming, i hear nothing, i feel nothing, i could be anywhere, anytime, being made to cum. i am reduced to an endless sexual scream. My body writhes in supplication. Mistress, You totally know You can do anything You want to me, immobilized, mindless on Your cold cold table. i crave You, i crave You, i crave You. She controls my mind. She controls me. Resistance is obedience. There is no escape. There is no escape.
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