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I was hiking through the woods when I heard footsteps behind Me. It was rare to find another soul on the wildwood trail. Feet crunched on brittle leaves, alerting Me that he was near. I retreated to the shadows and waited for the person to appear. He was noisy, rustling through the bushes. Then he passed Me. His backpack was overstuffed and he struggled with his burden. He was an inexperienced hiker and it showed, but so did his long, dark hair as it hung in a ponytail down his back. He was tall and handsome. I watched his progress in the gloom. I liked the way he walked. I would take this man as My prize and make him serve between My thighs. First I had to cast a spell so I could manipulate him to My will. I searched for My flashlight then I followed the guy to his campsite. He was surprised when I strutted into his line of vision, twirling the flashlight in a spiral. I created a pattern while I talked, lulling him into captivity. I calmed him into submission then I said, "Come t...

  The room was dark except for one small desk lamp pointing towards the ceiling.  I told the hot guy to lay down on the bed and prop his head on the pillows.  I sat at the end, in his direct line of view.  I held My crystal tipped magic wand.  What light there was danced from it's prismatic facets. I told him to watch the crystal.  To Pay close attention to it's refractions through the shadows.  I moved My wand in a window-wiper motion that matched the timbre of My Voice. I ordered him to flex his feet forwards and back as he kept his eyes on the moving crystal.  Soon he was in tandem with Me.  I said, "Now let your feet sink into the mattress.  Feel your blood rushing to pool into your heels.  Your feet feel like two concrete bricks anchoring you to My bed." I went on, "My Voice is Prominant in your mind.  My Southern drawl fills all your nooks and crannies.  In the moments when you blink you still see My smile.  In ...

  Every Dominatrix has a sub who tries her patience. There’s a trend I don’t enjoy. Brats. I’ve come to understand through education and experience that brattiness is usually an inability to communicate. Sometimes a submissive will act out to get a good, hard beating instead of just asking for one. Others have trouble making friends or getting along at work because they lack basic interpersonal skills. Then I have clients like Donna who is all of that and more. She has a history of sexual repression. She believes what she wants makes her a bad person. If it’s forced on her though, then it’s not her fault. She can’t deal with her sexual desires. She can’t get past what others might think. Also, she needs training in proper  submissive etiquette. Donna is in her 50’s. She’s about 5 feet with medium length, light brown hair. Her shoulders are narrow, breasts pert, just enough to fit in the palm of my hand. Her hips flare out to a wide, juicy bottom. In this session, Donna gets Di...

  I love to say if you play with fire you might get Burned.  It's a warning and a promise.  I believe for a lot of submissives the threat of Danger is the very best part.  It's a thrill like a jolt to the heart.  It's the reason they come from the very start.  Electrical Stimulation is a cause for Celebration. It's no mystery.  It's just body Chemistry.  Pulses to your brain to drive you quite insane.  I can make it sweet or pump you full of pain.  It just depends on how you want to play My Game.   I have a sub I call fetish phil.  For phil, My TENS Machine is a Lustful Scheme.  My sticky pads to his dangling lads make fetish phil oh so glad.  I like to start way down low just to make his ball sack glow.  Then turn that dial to the highest notch for devastation to his crotch.  Torture to his favorite place shoots him like a rocket into Space.  I'm sending signals to the computer in his head to dish...

  De Ja Vu All in the Mix Hanging from Her Crucifix Am I awake or in a Dream Take me Back to Her Stream Longing for a Distant Garden Her Release and Her Pardon Hours Lost between Her Thighs Magic Wafting from Her Eyes Trapped Inside Her Tempting Smile Victim to Her Sassy Style A Chanting Spell that took me Down A Siren Song goes Round and Round Safe and Sound inside her Oven Make me Work for Her Coven Why! Oh Why Must I Go! How can I be in Her Show? What Grave Sin must I Confess To become Her Kneeling guest? Is it Live or Memorex? Do Not Tease me with Her Hex! Victory! Oh Victory! Let me Worship at Her Tree Haunted by Erotic Scenes Wicked, Twisted, Flashing Memes Tell me that She Is My Fate There's a Place my Heart Awaits One Day I will Make that Date Tell me that it's not Too Late But for Now I live in Sleep Forever More My Soul She Keeps. Go to Unlockd.me and Give yourself to Victory https://unlockd.me/mistressvictory1031

He bolted Upright in the Middle of the Night.   Jaw locked tight.    Bound in Fright.   He couldn't say a Word.   No Screams to Be Heard.   Just a Circle in his Head   Paralyzed in his bed   Just a Spiral of Her Face  Time he spent at Her Place  Where he Truly Wants to Be   Now it's Just a Fantasy    When he Dreams he's Free Again   Feels the Magic in Her Hands   Deep inside he Always Knows  he Lost her Glow  Her Electric Flow   Banished from her Mystery  Itching in Anxiety  Where Oh Where is She Now? Could he Earn her Back Somehow?  Thoughts that Churn Inside his Brain Wonders will he Go Insane? Tours a Picture Gallery Drains Internal Battery Delirious upon his Knees Drinking from Her Siren Seas How he knew that He was Saved Drowning in Her Cherry Waves Just the Way She Stole his Breath When She put him to the Test Wishes Hazy in the Mist The Bliss of Her Le...

On Vacation from Who Knows Where.  He had a Nice Gift so I didn't much Care.  He heard I Reign at Sissy Training so he Called On Me for My Explaining . I Rule even from the phone so I issued Orders to My drone: "Confess to Me your Fantasy.  Hands behind your back and You Must say Please."  So he told this Torrid Tease all his Hidden Fetish needs.   He wanted to get caught wearing panties.  Sissified and Spanked for his Antics.  I defined My Host Semantics then Spelled out My Session Tactics.  We discussed Limits, Hard and Soft.  He hung up and I Got Off! This Southern Sensual Succubus Queen Designed a Scene to Enhance his Dream.  Caught in women's underwear then he gets his Ass laid Bare.  A Wicked Mistress Victory making him a Femme sissy.  Oh! The Spanking Fun begins as I cleanse him of his Sins.  Submission to All My Demands from My Spankalicious Hands.  The time and date were set real fast.  I Wrote a Pl...

His wife died three years ago.  He mourned her all this while but now he wanted to step out into the Sun. Domination made him Shiver.  He searched until I Made him Quiver.  He saw My ad.  He sure was glad.  He found what helped when he was sad. Sitting in his lonely room, like an impending tomb.  Grieving, Stricken, deep in gloom, BDSM Tempted him.  A New Obsession Steeped in Sin.  Made him want to Live Again. When he heard My Giddy Laughter, he just Found what he was After.  He came to Me to tell his Story in Service to My Femdom Glory.  His first time here; an honest newbie.  Experimentation was his duty. He wanted to try so many things but breath play made his dead heart Sing.  He said to Me, "Do as you Will but please! Please! Please! Go in for the Kill!" I Bound him to My bed and Wound My Whip.  Time and Space began to Slip.  His numbed out Mind did a backwards Flip!  A Domination Meditation Subspace Trip! N...

  Victory and her Vampire emerged from their Hedonistic Haze.  The Vampire could make love forever but Victory had to come up for air, food, and water.  Still, they could not stop touching, exploring the nooks and crannies of their bodies. Victory was enamored with his Incubus soul.  They were both predators, Sensual though they may be.  They differed in that Victory feeds on Psychic Energy and her Vamp needs Blood to survive.   Victory probed his Mind to learn more about her Vampire Lover, but the pathway was blocked.  She smirked, "You know, you never did tell me your name?  You whisked Me away on Wondrous Wings.  While I do enjoy the way you play, what's your story?"   He countered, "My name is Alistair.  Have a Listen, if you care.  I came from a Shore so far away, where the Coldest Ice ruled the Day.  I've sailed to many forgotten Lands, the Gift of Magic in my hands.  I started out like you, Victory....

Peter confessed to a fantasy.  He said, "I need You to have Your Way with me. Do with me what You will and if I could get pegged I'd be thrilled.  Use me like Your human trash.  Dominate my worthless ass. Make me feel Your Wicked Lash while You make My butt Your gash. Drown me in Your Burning Flames.  Make Me kneel and Praise your Name.  Bash my rump until I crash. Blaze on me until I'm ash.  Treat me like Your little pig.  Tie me up and Make me beg." Ah!  Words like Music to My Ears.  These are things I love to hear.  I was Eager for Pegging peter so I formed an evil scheme.  One to wake him from his Dreams.  Better be Careful what you Wish.  I couldn't wait to make his hole My Dish.  He punched the Clock right on time, My porky pig, My useless swine.  "Get down on your knobby knees but before you do I wanna see a Striptease."  He jiggled and jigged as he took off his clothes, then I took My pig by the nose...

I got a call one day from a couple of boys who wanted to play.  They asked me for a Forced "bi" session.  If you're a guy who would like a dick in his mouth, chances are you're already there.  I cannot force someone to be bisexual but I understood what they wanted.  They were tempted by their desires but would not permit themselves to light those fires.  Neither knew the other but they asked around the same time, so I devised a plan so Fine.  Let me tell you about the day I set up a play date between two of my subs while I conducted the affair.  Welcome to My Lair.   When the bell rang, I opened my door to find them shifting from foot to foot. looking at each other warily.  I snapped, "Do not say a word and Come Inside ." They obeyed, dropping to their knees as trained. They were my most Oral slaves.   Over and over, session after session, they begged me to put dildos in their mouths as I punished them. Today they were going to try ...

 The guy lived 6 hours away but he knew No One Else would Do. He had been following Me for a while and was obsessed with My Southern Style.  My Wicked Drawl makes his heart a flutter so he called My niteflirt number.  W hen I told him to confess, his body shook and he took a deep breath.  He cried, "I have a secret shame.  I can barely speak it's name.  I'm a humble, lowly cuck and I would love to watch you fuck. Will you give me Degradation and plenty of Humiliation? Will you grant my One desire and set my crappy life on fire?"   You see, the last year had been Hell for him, just like it had for everyone else.  The Covid Chaos had dissolved his twenty year marriage.  Now he wanted to get away to indulge in fetish play. He is a full-on submissive, yet had never met an Authentic Dominatrix.  His fear of living in the lifestyle had kept him quiet through every relationship.  He secretly loved watching his friends make passes at his wi...