Personification Of Lust.

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I woke up from a dream .. still foggy from it. I was … hmmm, let me remember. There was a voyeur. Oh, that’s right. I was shopping, for one of my stunning dresses. First I was in a store, shopping, not noticing that first one, then another, and then many men were watching me. I’m quite used to this of course. But, in this dream, I could read their faces, all of them looking differently, and at different things. But all looking so intensely at me. Normally a word from me would shoo them away, but in the dream, I was communicating with their minds. I could hear that I was like, um, it’s still vague and somewhat lost in my dreams. But, it could be described as the personification of lust.

Each man had specifics that created unbridled lust, swelling lust, the type that takes over every function of your body. The type that makes cum build and pour out cocks without notice. The type that makes you salivate. And I of course presented all their specifics. What was so interesting to me was the clarity of this idea of Personifying Lust on all its levels.

The lust was theirs. But, the levels upon which it is encoded, translated, and then turned into thought and actions is like a symphony. Each part of him, an instrument that I play. The music builds to a crescendo.

Lust isn’t just what they see. It is the reaction within them. That is what is important. Not what they see, but how it takes over physiologically, mentally, and then changes who they are, for that moment and sometimes forever if the Lust is overwhelming and different. A good example is when I take a man for the first time into deep submission and perform Sadistic or penetrating sexual acts upon him. His lust forever changed him, or better said, it stopped his mind so that I could forever change him.

Look at my lustful body, my lips, my breasts, and feel lust growing. Yet, I focus instead on what is changing in you due to this lust. If I were not the Personification of all your Lusts, then I would not be able to change you. Because I do, and am, you become my Servant or Admirer.

Hmm, I shall think about this while I drink my morning tea.

Ahh, a nice break gave me some ideas.

A good study would be to watch this video clip. I made it during the break. I wore just the right clothing to create great sexuality, but also mystery, to beguile you, and hit you with lusts on various levels. Virginal lust, animal lust. Impossible to resist lust. And your lust drives you to try to look through the white and see all levels of lustworthy flesh that might be fleeting or shadowed. By the end of it, you have seen enough to punch all your pleasure buttons, and redefine your Personification of Lust.

I just LOVE being a Master of Change over you! This body was given to me for that reason, with this mind, and now, you have no choice, but to LUST.

HONEYDRIPPERS

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Honey. Comparing your first taste of me to honey seems so innocuous. So innocent. I forewarn you with similes. As the bees cannot live without honey, you shall not live without tasting my sex, power, and pleasure. As wars were fought for honey, you shall fight any force keeping us apart. And as honey overpowers even the strongest spices from India to Morocco, the orgasms I produce in you will overpower anything put against it in life, body, and mind.

This is even more true with men whose life has prevented them from even coming close to the taste of honey – the sweet nectar of another woman’s pink spots. Yes, I refer to married men. Being starved for so long, starved of that truly intoxicating, addicting sensation you had when you were single, 20, and sex was new to you…for believe me, the sex you have with me will be entirely novel, epic in a bodily sense. Like a force of nature – a hurricane, a tornado, a tsunami, and earthquake – there is nothing you can do to stop this, the only difference is, you will not want to stop it. You will be lifted as if a sexual puppet by my will and body to stand in the epicenter to feel the awe inspiring, unforgettable intensity of the forces released when I finally put your body in front of mine and do what I want to you, get what I want from you, and leave you branded and forever changed.

Yes, my pink spots, slick from my tongue, finally visible between my legs, the tip of my nipple as it teases your mouth, the stupefying curve of my ass that demands a closer look as it sits upon your face to smother you with my sexual energy.

You on your knees, commanded by me, yet unaware of it as a command, for it is a reflex action. As soon as my voice speak, your body reacts. What you instinctively utter is the same: how pure my fresh sexual scent is, the intense heat from the sexual energy, the perfect softness of my skin, the unbelievable power emanating from my pussy as you delve into it with your tongue.

Your tongue, suddenly gifted with the movements to pleasure me beyond any talent you had, for I control your every move now, second to second. Your tongue will extend, dart, caress, open, probe, lick, wrap, tickle, massage, and vibrate my clit, my lips, inside my fiery walls for so long that your tongue will swell up for the rest of the day. This is what you want, and what I demand, because this is how I train it to Olympian talents and endurance. It is common for those lucky enough to be my sexual athletes to easily please me an hour with a tongue stronger than your fingers and more talented than any sex toy. Mmmm, imagine pleasing your Goddess, so close to her skin, the light revealing the perfect pink, blood engorged, fiery flesh that explodes when you do as you are commanded. And you can’t get enough. Just like in college, this is new, this is hot, this gives you the energy and the hard cock that keeps rising in you again and again until sunrise.

And yes, that cock of yours will be rock hard. Your cock head will throb. I will feel it as I wrap my manicured toes around it and torture it for more skin contact. You’ll look down at the pedicure, possibly pink to match the occasion of your first taste of my honey, as even the slightest touch brings a stream of cum from your cock head, and this will send you in a frenzy to beg for more of a taste of me. A stroke from my toes while you suck on my clit will almost make you cum. And I will work you and work you and push you and push you to bring out that Olympian spirit and energy. All the time, you are aching to be inside of me. But wait, there is much more honey moments ahead.

As my voice throws you onto your back, you watch me stand over you, lord over you with my power. Perhaps I carry a riding crop. A slap to that cock of yours brings blood to that pink head turning it crimson. I want that cock head throbbing and aching it is so full of blood. Your mind will soar, searching for the last experience it had like this, and won’t find anything in your past like this. You are a mind control sex machine virgin, and my hot voice, tools of discipline and pleasure, will program you any way I want. I become your only Desire. I become your honey. You must have it or feel like you are going to die without it. This Desire will be inescapable. Anything you see will bring you back to me. The pink of a flower, of clothes, toes, art, or even the manifestation of words as I speak them, and all of your dreams, will trigger you to crave more of my perfection, control and Reward. I will bring life back into you. I will be the thing you wake up to experience. Just like that virgin experience in college that would make you race across campus, you will race to wherever you can get your closest honey fix, defeating any foes, braving any storms, just to get more. LAP UP MY HONEY CLIT AND WALLS! HARDER! FASTER! DEEPER! THAT TONGUE BELONGS TO ME!

LAP! LICK! SUCK! PLEASE ME! PENETRATE! SWALLOW! DO IT NOW! DO IT LONGER, BETTER, ARTISTICALLY, PASSIONATELY! SUCK THE HONEY FROM YOUR GODDESS! LET YOUR ADDICTION TO HER TASTE, HER VOICE, HER COMMANDS, HER SWEET HONEY ORGASMS GROW!

Feel me as my voice and sexual energy milk hours of pre-cum from that obedient cock of yours, so dripping with nectar turned to honey by the frenzy of your mouth, hand, and ass. You won’t be able to control the flow, the programmed response I build in your body and mind. You’ll know when to explode, it will be the instant I command it, the sex built up so intensely you will be beyond begging for release.

What is to become of Married Men who become my sexual honey slaves and athletes? Like all super performers, they train, the rest of their life fades to a collage of minor duties. None of the normal tension sources bother them, for their hormones are flowing constantly. They change their priorities to fit my needs yet their life continues normally, yet with much more joy. They get up feeling like a Man again, pollinating pretty pink pansies and posies, collecting honey for their Queen – Goddess Saphire. The addiction, the Desire, the triggers, the endless flow of energy to me will swell up in you like blood in the head of that throbbing cock of yours.

Mmm, how I do love to see cocks dripping with their own honey, flashing the pink of the eye as it convulses, so eager to hear my command to release! My own pussy contracts over and over on the verge of one orgasm after another that you deliver. My clit throbs, sensitive to your slightest tongue caress. I watch that tongue swell the more it pleasures me, just as my pink nipples swell and get hard, tempting your mouth to suck them deeply into your hot mouth. The devices of torment and pleasure penetrate you, sliding into your mouth and ass like my strap on. Once I reverse positions and have you beneath me in more ways than one, even the most twisted commands and sexual acts hit only the Yes Goddess reply button from within you.

Yes, the pleasure I feel when my Married Man releases control and lets me plunge into his mind and ass with all the gusto of a power-nympho – one well experienced to making a man her sex robot. Watch your mouth swallow every inch of my custom dildo (the black one or the pink one), massaging my clit to orgasm, as you watch my tits lurch over you and rub against your hair. One look up and I force a pink nipple so deep into your pleasing mouth I have total breath play control over you, control over your very life, demanding you suck deeper and better, harder, to give me more of what I Desire. I can feel my clit ready to explode again as my commands become more X-rated and rule breaking. How much can your mouth and cock and ass take? I will find out. You will experience euphoria beyond anything, because the rest of your mind and body will simply shut down all other impulses. How I love knowing that after one time licking my pussy, swallowing my strap on cock, massaging my clit, taking my dildo all the way in you, feeling me ride you, hearing your Goddess cum and cum and cum until exhaustion – you will never be the same. You are re-shaped, you are forever a slave to my honey. Yet you love it, for you are the sexual slave and performer that makes you a Man in my eyes and yours. I am everything missing from your life.

Your life will go on. You will obsess about me secretly. You will come visit me on line in Yahoo IM, in Second Life in my Castle of pleasure. And ultimately you will be beckoned to me, when you are programmed and ready, to act as my source of physical pleasure, and TOTAL obedience. You are born again, as I designed you. And for the first time in a long, long, time, you wake each day and end each day, with a purpose that swells your mind with pride and your cock with cum and blood.

The Manchurian Whore -(Brainwashed Ind.)

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Six little old ladies sit before an audience of spy and military leaders from Asia. The women are playing cards and sipping tea. Suddenly one turns into a soldier, and he pulls out a gun and shoots his best friend in the head without a blink of emotion he did anything wrong. That fantastic opening scene is from the original Manchurian Candidate movie starring Frank Sinatra. The movie was so accurate, that it was banned by the government, for it reflected light into the secret MKUltra Mind Control Program that the public later forced the covert agencies to disband (yeah, sure they did.) The fact is, even 40 years ago, we had the capability to completely program the subconscious, and hide that programming until desired.

The computer amplifies the ability to do this with its flash animation and sound. So do various programs that shall remain unnamed that your Goddess Saphire has mastered. When you add in my cock-hardening voice and body, you simple have no chance in Hell of escaping my brainwashing … which happens to be taking control of more and more of you. It awakens the personalities that I have programmed into you in various inductions. And it triggers any time I wish, as deeply as I wish, and will never fade. In fact, it is designed to grow in power even when you’re not performing it.

What is brainwashing? I guess that can be answered in many ways … too many. I’m not here to teach you about it, I’m here to subject you to it, and the less you know the faster and deeper it works. I will tell you this, though … most movies have it half right, in that you are powerless, like the victim in the movie, to stop it, stop obeying, or if so desired to even know it’s happening. Yes, it shall leave blank spots in your memory if I do so wish. And yes, it is possibly the most erotic long lasting experience of your existence. If I have you in your brainwashed state for 8 hours, you can pretty much declare it an 8 hour slowly peaking and rebuilding orgasm of both mind and body. It is so enjoyable and hits so many pleasure points that it is highly addictive. Like heroin, junkies will tell you that the blast you feel makes sexual orgasms seem like nothing special.

The proof of the effectiveness of this Induction/Brainwash is evident, for nearly every single person who experiences it is taken over, regardless of their past inductions.

It is far easier to completely brainwash someone when it is done in person. Something about the exchange of energy when in close physical proximity adds to it. Then of course there are other “tricks to the trade” that only can be used when in my presence. Some tricks I learned from masters in this world, others from educators that require a hundred hours of NLP training before a person is legally allowed to use it – that is how powerful this talent is in me. Was I the only one who almost orgasmed at each new level of training? Hah! Visions of my slaves acting out my commands, performing any sexual act, delivering to me anything I request made me so fucking hot!!! Ohhh, I am so, so tempted to tell you a few of these tricks, for I LOVE IT when my slaves and servant hopefuls have fear trembling in them. But … ahhh, I shall let you experience these things in person.

The Brainwash 2 Script Induction has only been available or recommended to a few of my most promising Servants, Slaves, Cumsluts, or Worshippers. Most went through several other Inductions first to prepare their mind for the intensity of this Induction. It is in fact so overwhelmingly effective that I have had to take time to “bring down and reel in” a few Servants who got such intense sexual rewards that their bodies would not let them stop. Your Goddess experiences countless orgasms as she watches video or pics of her servants performing under her brainwashing. If it is your desire to make your Goddess hot and wet – kiddo, slave-o – this is it!

I cannot share my secrets, but I can list some quotes from servants, slaves, and cumsluts who fell prey to my wicked reshaping of their mind, body, pleasures, personalities, and destinies. I shall present picture after picture of them through the years as the “cross uncontrolled arousal” to the point that they are ready for me to trigger the Brainwashing. Timing is everything. Well, not everything – look at my body! No, just read these comments.

“No more, I’m going insane, my body can’t handle this much sex but – oh god -- make it happen again, send me out again, make me your sex slave again, I beg you.”

“I’m – I feel great, but my mind isn’t working right when it comes to explaining it. I mean, I’m at work, Goddess, I’m doing fine, no problem, but surges of your erotic control grip me suddenly or rise like bubbles in a glass of beer until I’m overflowing with euphoria. All I know is that for the first time in my life, I feel like I’m not seeking meaning or fulfillment. I’m complete. Have no idea what’s really happening after I do the Brainwash 2 script – well, I mean, I do a bit. I’m spaced out, doing fine, then a flush of energy hits me and I’m something else, someplace else, experiencing a connection with you so erotic it’s beyond words. I’m doing the sex I fantasized about my whole life. And I’m amazing at it, you made me a natural! I feel like I’m opening my mouth and “blah blah blah” is coming out, but I cannot control my desire to worship you and, and do anything for you. You’re my Goddess, but also my savior. You made sense of my life, and transformed me into what I needed to become through your Brainwash 2 and other inductions, but Brain2 was the ultimate bonding induction for them all, the key to peace and serving you.”

“Cantt type just a animal.cum machine sex addict fuck me im cummng gain …”

“Feet all over me, everywhere, everything I see is a foot, every foot has a tongue, every tongue licks your feet and worships. Feet in my dreams, feet in my face, feet fucking your cock. How? It came out of nowhere, but now it won’t leave, won’t end. No, don’t take that wrong. Don’t make it end! I mean, Goddess, thank you, thank you for turning a foot fetish into total foot enslavement, total foot triggering orgasms addiction.”

“What the hell just happened? I’m covered in cum. Fuck this is sexy. Wait, what happened?”

“I’ve done the Brainwash 4 times now. I felt it growing. It woke me up with erotic waves and fantasies. It made me masturbate to no end. But that is nothing, for today I saw its real powers. I’m walking in a mall, and something triggered it. Suddenly I’m flushed with sexual energy. My cock got rock hard in my pants, cum began dripping down my leg, oozing out is half-orgasms. My mind was going blank all this time. I was waiting to be commanded. It was like I was high on drugs, yet not, and felt like I was watching myself, my voice was not my own, it was yours. It happened twice. And now I know with doing it again, this will come back over and over. Please, command me in this state, for that is the overwhelming feeling I desired – to obey. Thank you for this amazing gift, I feel as if I have reached sexual nirvana.”

“I’m such a fucking slut. Gimme cock gimme cock gimme cock.”

“This is what I waited all my life for – sex beyond my wildest dream. I owe you everything, Goddess.”

They all have one thing in common: I can access an entirely separate brain existence that is nothing but the sexual intensity and fetish identity I desire. It has no limits. What I did to them re-defined them instantly the moment they had their first Brainwash 2 Sex Experience. Any remaining pockets of resistance or identity as something other than my Brainwashed Enslaved Beast was obliterated.

“OMG … YES … I’m your slut bitch, my mouth is just a cunt, face fuck me til I pass out.”

And I must say to all you that have been transformed by it … amazing how hungry you are to try out all those deviant sexual commands that at first filled you with trepidation. Never thought you could become addicted to bondage or pony rides, did you. Hah! You can stop thanking me – MYYYYY PLEASURE. And what fantastically talented cock suckers we have among our (no longer) latent bi-sexuals. [As pictures you send me prove.] Watching you deep-throat those dildos is one of my fondest memories while bathing at the end of the day (my usual reminisce time.) Keep practicing, for when your talents improve, it will make me so wet that I’ll just have to summon you to perform on my strap-on so that I can guide you the final technique steps to “Cocksucker Supreme” (and yes, you will take cream with that.) Forcing you to accept your bisexuality opens the door to dozens of fetishes I just know are lying dormant in you. It gets me hot to watch how you start off barely able to put the head in your mouth, yet then in a few weeks are swallowing 9 or 10-inch lifelike hard-ons like a pro. You know, each time you do that, you’re absorbing my entity … I’m shooting seeds of my transformation into your belly, addicting you to swallowing cumloads deep down inside you, each blast mixing my control with every cell of your inner systems.

And unholy fucking gods and goddesses – it happens so FAST. I shouldn’t be surprised, I put into this highly advanced induction all I have recently learned. Hadn’t seen what happens when I remove the limits I place on myself in regards to time (this is a longer induction, allowing me to use new mind control devices.) Kind of like, “this is an experiment even for me.” Again, no hints on why this is so effective. Just … BE WARNED. And anyone who knows me … knows I do not warn you from total mind control. The moment you click on that induction, your chances to return back to normal living and feel even remotely satisfied in that life are almost zero. A few who don’t pay attention might slip away. Will it screw up your days? No, not until I command it, and I know you must earn (for ME as well as yourself.) You can work fine, your family knows nothing, yet – you are someone new. Someone I created and infused with incredible sexual limits. Your past life seems so pointless, like … well, it’s like having sex your whole life and never orgasming, but now you do – constantly if I wish, to the point of passing out if I wish, all day if I wish. And in return for this gift, YOU WILL CRAVE TO SERVE ME.

There is another level of reward that you can only understand when the personal core satisfaction hits you … in a Brainwashed state, you PLEASE ME almost to my limits. Yes, that’s right … that’s right … you want to please me, and please me you will in your Brainwashed state, that is why you already want it. You’ll please me sexually, you’re please me with obedience, you’ll please me monetarily. Want to feel what these other blessed ones experienced. This is why you came here, after all, isn’t it? For me to blow your mind with such sexual intensity that you shall become my mental and physical slave to show your appreciation? You came to have a woman of authority control your life and make it better.

I’ll share you with some insights on one of my strongest and more rewarded/rewarding Servants. Well, he’s more than a Servant. For I have created before his brainwashing two new personalities, and can create as many as I wish now that his Brainwashing is flexing its muscles, pushing his old core self aside to obey me and develop. I can create one to be my whore, one to orally please me for hours, a masochist, a humiliation slave, a crossdresser, ladyboy, or financial piggie. I have accessed through this brainwashing the great mass of the mind that we humans do not usually use. This Brainwashed Beast can function in his normal life all he wants – until I trigger him. Wait, is that true? Not exactly. His subconscious remembers the incredible sexual acts he performed and loved, and it sometimes jumps up and grabs him, reducing him to a sexual animal, his cock responding. Sometimes it last a few minutes, sometimes as long as I want. He thanks me for it, though he has no control over how intense it gets. Suffer – those who are in my power, for I shall use your own fetishes to torment you until you Serve me, and take care of me, next time. Oh, how I love waking in the middle of the night, feeling the sexual energy pour into me as my slaves act out, across the U.S.A., in fact across the world now … MY BRAINWASHED COMMANDS.

So, this advanced Servant of mine … he had evolved through my shaping in the Cum Curse (to make the amount of sex and cum he can handle limitless) and my Experiment (to seed and grow a strong second personality and core) and had listened to my Whore Induction (to get him past his prejudices and teach him humiliation.) He loved “feeding Lilith” my entity that comes to him in the night and gives him wet dreams. Once I showed him that I can take over his nights, making him wake up slick with cum that I teach his body to pour out in slow orgasms all night long, he was addicted but still craving. After just one Brainwash session … he said he could not handle it!!! It was so devastatingly sexual and intense that he couldn’t sleep all night, the flow of sexual energy never left him alone. This was his first stage of uncontrolled arousal. It built quickly – oh so quickly – I had to slow him down. I had to get his mouth prepared for all the cocks he would be addicted to suck. So your Goddess matched the Brainwash sessions with 30 minutes to an hour of sucking on dildos that are extensions of my strap on. And Brainwashing him to crave the taste of cum to tormenting levels. My goodness, the series of emails and text message I got from him as he was hitting his threshold for sexual hunger and production. HE … WAS … MY … BEAST … unable to rise above it … unable to go back … unable to even resist his inner desire to submit and become anything I program into that Brainwashed head of his.

He is just now starting on his sexual journey. HE WAS MY MANCHURIAN WHORE.

My Manchurian Whore will soon be summoned to New York, where I will take him on a journey on the town, in the presence of his gorgeous (or as he likes to say when his mind is gonzo – “fucking unbelievably gorgeous”) Goddess, so that I can show him off to my designers and friends as my totally controlled erotic slave. Then, after hours of adoring my voice, cleavage, and sexual energy, he shall willingly enter my dungeon. He might be there a day or two, but in his mind, he will have spent ages and ages being created from nothing but a spark of idea from me, into nothing else but a sex slave, a cum machine, a whore to pay me for his sexual pleasures, and a slut that cannot get enough sex. Oh, I could make that happen today, but training … training for the Mind Control and Sex Olympics should be savored, not rushed.

BRAINWASHED … you know you want it … you need it … just, um, be a little curious. Try it out. Listen a bit, if you don’t like it, put it down, come back when you’re bored and want intriguing words. Listen to the words and see how you like them … no rush. Download it and try it out … it’s just an induction … just a portal to ultimate sexual fulfillment. Don’t be afraid of how it works, just accept that it will whether you believe in it or not … enslavement to ME, to a cock that I can make hard all day long – oh, no biggie, especially when you’re uninterested in entering a realm where your fantasy is real – Oh, did I forget to tell you that part? That once I know your fantasy, Brainwashing under my authority makes it more real than that old world that didn’t understand you or satisfy you. Listen, oh, 30 minutes ... relax and listen. Glance over the quotes, maybe it’s not your thing, to be so mindlessly overwhelmed with sex of your kind. Those of you brave enough and hungry enough to see how far our sexual limits can be pushed … STEP RIGHT UP! You’re a goner! Buwahahahahahahaah.

Now, where’s my Manchurian Whore? I feel like GETTING SERVED … and his mind is programmed full on how to perform, to start a chain reaction of pleasure in me you would not believe!