First you try everything that is for free until it’s not enough anymore. After a while, I decided to spend money in the hope to get deeper. I became a member of the web site of a hypnodomme.
All around her bed there were naked men trying to get near her, imploring and beseeching. They were all on their knees, all wearing steel collars above their testicles, all chained by those same collars to the floor, and all with flaccid sexual organs, many of them huge. She ran the back of her hand down the cheek of one of the men, and murmured something in his ear.
She leaned forward, her fingertips brushing little circles on the back of my hand and said, “Sweetie, what you are saying was true once, perhaps, but I really think you have no idea of how much control I have developed over you since we have been together. It is important that you understand, and accept, how completely you have surrendered your will to me.
Shaking my head in an attempt to clear my thoughts, I saw that she was holding an urn with both her hands and began to dip it into the water revealing its pouting spout. My goodness, I was heading straight for the urn along with the other water being sucked into it. Within seconds all I could see was the lips of the spout and then I felt myself slither into it.
She pulled back just far enough for me to see her entire face, a soft Mona Lisa smile playing over her incredibly rich lips, the soft loose curls of her hair framing her face. I felt as if I were swaying, swaying in her hands to the rhythm of my beating heart. She laughed softly, a delicious evil little laugh that I was very familiar with, and said, “fall for me now.”
Then with that most basic control in place, She deepened it. Brought me in further with Her personal phone and in-person hypnosis. She expanded Her control over my whole mind and body. She knew i wanted it. More and more i wanted it. i chose Her. At least i like to think that, but i really know She chose me. She was always in control.
She insisted I kneel before her, naked with my head down, to tell her how and why I disobeyed her. I always push her. Is that the same as disobeying her? Hell, I didn’t know. I knew she could tell me. She would tell me what to do and I should do whatever she said. Why did I push? Did I disobey? Really?