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Professor Shelle's Summer School - Week 2 session (28 minutes):

Warning - This class will compellingly rewire your identity, weakening your self control as you beCUM addicted to My domination and sensual guidance...

Let Me set this straight, My puppet, I will use My power to manipulate you in devious and wonderfully wicked ways.  Dangerous?  Oh, My pet... deliciously so, you are on the precipice of unconditional surrender to My authority and very soon I will encapsulate your world!

Society may have conditioned to be satisfied with fleeting pleasures, a passing glimpse of what true surrender entails, aware in your submissive soul that you've barely scratched the surface.  In this class W/we dive into what submission means and what motivates you.  I don’t just teach, I rewire your pleasure center to fixate on My domination and control, and by the time I’m finished with you, you won’t just think differently, you’ll feel differently too.

Yes, every stroke, every throb, every pulse of your sexual identify will be a whispered reminder of who owns, and controls, your pleasure now.  Best CUM prepared - bring a towel - because your obedience and pleasure are MINE, now and forever more.  This isn’t a classic lecture, this is modern interactive theater.  The star of this show is your c*ck, a willing participant, happy to demonstrate practice over theory is always the best approach.  Don't you agree? (giggles)  Of course you’ll stroke because I command it.  Of course you’ll edge because I demand it.  And, naturally you’ll tremble in anticipation of what I have planned for you.

My student, the unethical truth no one conveys to you, as a submissive, is your c*ck was never yours.  Not really.  It belongs under the dominion of a Dominant, Me, and It’s all mine now.  My plaything, My test subject, an emotive canvas for My mesmeric brush strokes.  Society misled you that it was only for source of pleasure, but deep down you've always known this was a half truth.  I’m here with you today to correct that misconception, with every drop of pre-c*m, every stifled whimper, every time your hips buck against your own hand understanding you are a slave to My desires.

Scoff all you want, pet. Once you’ve sat in My classroom and allow My voice to sweep past your defenses you’ll never unhear My words of wisdom.  The time to surrender is upon you and the dirty unethical thrill of being taught by a talented sexy Professor well versed on the topic of Cock Brains.

So, tell Me, My subjugated subject, will you be a good student for your teacher?  Or will you continue to live an existence of denial, squandering this golden opportunity to experience true submission and surrender?  Class is now in session.  Drop your preconceptions at the door... and your pants too. (giggles)

NOTE:  Email Me for your HOMEWORK assignment, adjusting it to fit your personal circumstances.

Only: $35.00

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My Christmas Letter

Dear Santa,

I’m sorry I wasn’t naughty enough this year....but there were times, like when I suggested that johnny glue his joy stick to his leg---how was I to know that he would take Me seriously?...or when mikey got his "toy" stuck in that bottle, that was just silly for him to even try....or when I told tommy that all he had was really Mine, I had no idea he would send Me all his credit cards, now Santa what would you have done?  I had to show My appreciation and use, otherwise he would have been sad, and I could not have that...I had NO idea that there was a limit...silly boy should have told Me that...giggles....or when bobby got caught in his wife's panties, now Santa that was not what I meant by "get into your wife's panties"...LAUGHING...

So you see I have been a pretty good lil girl, Santa, just a few misunderstandings...So please bring Me EVERYTHING on My wishlist and lots of money too.  Naughty or Nice, you still love Me, don't you Santa?

PS--Santa I'm sorry with all the naughty play, I didn't even get to the mall to do a little lap sitting for you this year and I know how much you like that.  I’m sure your endless shifts have made you a little tired and somewhat sleepy, but you can't blame Me with that this year, now can you?

Now for what I want---

I’d really like My own fleet of slave elves, Santa....some pointy-eared cuties that will listen to Me and OBEY.  If you can’t bring Me men in tights, I’d like a power tool, and you know what I mean, not Black and Decker...and PINK is My favorite color.

And Santa, I’m sorry I’m unable to leave you a glass of milk.  I'm not breastfeeding.

Happy Holidays and I'll see you cu--ing down My chimney soon. GIGGLES