Session Length: 25 minutes : Teaser
Do you know what real domination and control is? Sex-plosion will demonstrate this in a very memorable way plunging you deeper than ever before into My hypnotic abyss. Maybe you've surrendered before feeling the bliss of surrender, but in this mind-bending session there is no escape as I melt your body with My commanding words, teasing and tantalizing your throbbing c*ck until it explodes in hands-free ecstasy.
Yes, no touching, just real submission! But, for this to work I require your complicit consent; every vulnerability exposed to My power, a resolve to trust in Me completely, an acceptance to obey Me without thought and without question, and a realization that you must cede all authority to My sensual control. Nod if you agree. Good boy.
Just the act of submitting to Me, and My voice, fills you with reverence and adoration. The craving to be blank and empty washes over you like a waterfall, pushing you down, down, down into a blissful state of intimate surrender. Sensually compromised - your body bound by your own wanton desires - I plant sexy triggers to compel your balls to spasm, your shaft to flood with prec*m, as sexual enslavement to Me consumes your very existence.
And tease you I will. From My black lace panties, to My smooth silky legs, I will consume you until all that remains is a wet p*ssy straddling last remaining thoughts in your subjugated mind. With a knowing smile I slide your raging length between My swollen p*ussy lips, grinding your sex into sensual submission, milking all resistance away as you beg at the doors of Nirvana.
Yes, this is a mind Fucking TEASE that you will never forget! My finger snaps will consume you, every snap ramping up the tension, edging you closer to your inevitable release as I completely drain you. Except your fate, My slave, as you soak up every trigger, your enslaved mind, and dripping sex, forever anchored by My deviously wicked words. (giggles)
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Shelle's NAUGHTY story
Shelle was a bright and beautiful young woman. She was in her first semester of college at a very young age. She stood out to me on the first day of psych class because of her youthful appearance. It turned out that she graduated a year early with honors from her high school in Charlotte, NC. Shelle had natural beauty, long light brown hair, big brown eyes. She stood about 5’3 and couldn't’t have been more than 100 lbs. She appeared to be the sweet, young girl next door, but her eyes told a different story.
Shelle’s eyes may have been those of a 17 year old, but when she first walked into my class room, past my desk, I could see the eyes of a woman twice her age. They were sweet and caring, yet clever and knowing. She walked with the confidence of a queen, completely sure of herself, which is uncommon in students who come to a large university at a young age. You instantly noticed that she is one of those women who light up a room when she walks in. It was a warm fall day and Shelle was wearing a pretty white sleeveless top with blue shorts. You could see that she was in fabulous shape, with a perfectly toned body. Her golden skin peaked out from under her shirt which was just short enough to give teasing glimpses of her smooth, soft, flat stomach. Mmmmmm, to be young again, oh too be that young again.
As for myself I had just turned 45. I was married and had 2 beautiful children. My wife came from a very affluent family which allowed us to afford all the best in life even on my modest salary as a professor. Unfortunately like so many marriages of 20 years, ours had grown cold. My wife had little interest in me and our physical relations ended a few years earlier. We stayed married for the children. My kids are my life and I would do anything for their happiness.
As Shelle walked past my desk, our eyes met. With a whimsical flirtatious manner she said “So you are going to teach ME about psychology, huh? We shall see about that.” She giggled quietly.
That night I went home and couldn't get Shelle out of my mind. Something was different about her. Something was so intriguing about her. I tossed and turned all night with thoughts of her going through my head. What was it? Why was I becoming so obsessed with this young woman?
That next Wednesday, Shelle came into class a few minutes early and approached my desk. “Professor, I was wondering if you might know of any jobs around campus for the semester, I need to make some extra money and need to find something or my parents will KILL me”. I thought for a minute as I stuttered like a little boy. I found myself lost in her eyes . “Well yes” I said, “actually I am looking for an assistant, just by chance”. What was I THINKING!?! I did not need an assistant and how would I even pay for one if I did? It was as if someone else controlled my mouth as I spoke. “OH GREAT” Shelle said. “When could we meet to discuss my duties? I am really good at typing, word perfect and power point!” “Perfect!” I said. “How about we meet this afternoon after class at 4pm?” “Ideal” she said, “I will meet you in your office then!” She walked to her desk as my mind scrambled to think of work I could have her assist me with. I was certain that I would come up with something.
Click this link for the rest of the story...The Professor.
Go read MY story before reading further...Cum back HARD and HORNY...ready to SUBMIT.
Now that I have your mind totally F**KED, just the way I love it...I'll tell you MORE about what you will do NEXT.
FIRST of all---you will listen to this week's new BRAINWASH file---yes Part 3 is READY. This is NOT an OPTION....it is a POWERFUL suggestion that you will not and can NOT ignore. Available on Thursday. GET IT!!!!
MORE ON THE EXPERIMENT next week---decide if you are ready. IT is TIME for 10 non-suspecting guinea pigs...***GIGGLES***
Finally this week's SPECIAL DEALS---I ONLY ADD FILES That you absolutely NEED---MUST have:
1. Siren
