CumSlut Rising

The long hot summer gave me plenty of time to enjoy myself, with my servants and worshippers taking care of my every need. As with all true Rulers, we focus our attentions on the most productive below us. Other times we must discipline errant trainees. Or expel them from the realm. And so it normal for me to correctly assume that those implanted with my wisdom and hypnotic genius were lost in my Wonderland. So it was usual for my Cumslut far away, who was also busy, to communicate less frequently with his Goddess.

Oh he had a most enjoyable history. First he spent months proving that his focus on me was not shallow, that he had potential to go the distance. You all think that it is easy for someone to respond to you, but you have no idea the years of ingenious devious mental development that goes into my turning each of you into something worthy of my attention. The perfection of your Goddess in the flesh is as present in her training and transforming. I do nothing that won’t result in what I plan. (Hah, YES, I’m THAT GOOD!)

Cumslut started out ready for some transforming, but had no idea his destination. Like so many men that are so much weaker than my gifts and control, he bucked the idea of sucking cock. Hah, I was so amused how he would spend half his time explaining how he only wanted other training, and how popular he is with the girls. He would study some of my brilliantly complex and advanced audio files, or watch my addicting videos he would by, and think they had no effect. I mean, how could someone so happily hetero ever wish to suck cock like an addict sucking a cigarette after being stranded on an island a month? (wicked laugh) He was like a fine wine, maturing in his addiction to cock and cum, and had not reason to disturb the bottle, so to speak.

Almost a year ago when he was foaming at the mouth for more training, he had bought some of my deliciously penetrating videos and audios. He dismissed the idea that maybe the foam on his mouth would soon be cum, and that the penetrating would not by through his ears, but through his mouth by a nice, warm, pulsing cock! A Goddess of my perfection is a master at patience. I knew my reality would wake up eventually. As I told him many times he said he was too busy, “You’re not going anywhere.”

The best way to tell this story though isn’t just from my perspective, but through his eyes with my influential responses. It is so yummy to devour a human soul and all his past, especially when I know it is done by forcing the servant to suck his first cock and get addicted to cum. But I’ll let him tell you in his own words. His quotes were broken up with a phrase from me, benign it seemed, but oh so devilish.

“How is the realm’s most gorgeous Goddess? Enjoying your sunshine and the adoration and work of some lucky servants, no doubt. It’s funny but for no reason my dreams of you started again. I should tell you about them some time. And, oh, I woke up and watched all your videos. Couldn’t sleep and awoke in a fog, and seemed like a good way to fall back to sleep. Have a good night, you’ll get this in the morning.”

This was oh so predictable. You see, when you ignore what I plant in your malleable minds for too long, they MUST find a way to grow and serve me. There is absolutely no choice in this. Dreams are a normal way to rise up.

“Goddess! I had another dream last night. In it I was looking out over a busy street and felt fingernails penetrate the back of my mind and pull out a part of my brain! It was like a computer drive was being swapped out. I knew it was you because of the blood red fingernails. And I heard a voice said it has started. What started? This is wild. Very sexy though.”

I replied to him a few times. I cannot tell you the exact words, but every single story I told him or word I used in his past was about to wake up. The triggers within audio files and visuals that he was unaware of were ripe! Quickly his messages to me increased. I sent him a few cryptic words that I knew would cause him to visit the training again. Then I hit him with a phone call. Oh, no ordinary phone call. I remember when he asked me why I was chuckling, all I could say is that I was watching some slave playing in the garden I planted. (Bwahahahahaha.)

There were several times he was begging for my attention. The fact was that I was busy, with real time servants who needed training and evolving. I kept him hungry, knowing that his mind would work every waking and even sleeping second now that his dreams were taking over. While he could imagine he could resist in daytime, in night I was gaining total control. I had done a great Succubus phone call with him long ago, and it never goes away. It was exhausting him, making him either have wet dreams or wake up in a frenzy obsessing about cock and stroking his own for cum.

Oooo, then it was time to unleash his graven image of me, his training tool, and my lesser tool – a secret you will learn when you go through the audio and visual files he bought, when I deem you ready. But I assure you, this “tool” is fully addicting. I will give a hint – I could watch him on cam slide a 10 inch realistic dildo all the way to the balls after a few months of my fully hypnotized training last year. But now suddenly he is awakening and getting the tool going, not even fully aware of it. Then came the time for me to show him what it is like to live in two worlds (both owned by me, of course, but one of them has the fake front of being “his” world.)

He had informed me that he was driving on errands. I had worked on some hypnotic magic so devious that I cannot tell you specifics. But I had tested it out on him over a year ago on the phone. Just a five minute implant of ideas, done like only your Goddess can do. And though I was just toying with it then, it never left his subconscious, as I knew it wouldn’t. It would grow … and grow … and GROW! Until … well … you will see.

“Goddess, I … I can’t figure out what triggered me. I suddenly remembered that story you told me, you remember the one about your summers growing up? Well, it was like I was just listening to you yesterday. And then it was like I had no direction, no place to go. I just pulled over, and got very aroused, and with just thoughts and barely any activity I realized I was about to cum. And I was on my way to a meeting. So I had to quickly pull out my cock and just in time catch all the cum the moment I grabbed the hard shaft. That was close! It would have ruined my clothes. Oh, but it was a lot but still not enough. I can’t believe I actually licked the cum off my fingers in my CAR. Can you believe it. So weird, isn’t it? Thought you’d be amused by this. Hope that your servants are giving you all you desire.”

That was what I was waiting for. It was time to fully activate him. To remove his past and what he thought his future would hold for him, and make him my total hypnotic slave, fulfilling every aspect of his audio file and visual conditioning. You see, among other things, your Goddess is nearly clairvoyant, a mind reader, when it comes to knowing what a mind seeks in me. And for him, he was first attracted to the Cum curse. His mind was creative so it did not fully hit him at first. But when it did, he was easily led to The Experimeent and Whore. Oh yes, he was being groomed to be my Whore.

I called. He lost his breath a few seconds with my presence, my voice. We chatted in what seemed idle fashion. Yet all my words had a reason. I then recounted our talk of my summers. I cannot tell you details of course, but by the end of the 30 minute talk on the phone, I knew that my work was complete. I ended it with the cryptic “Happy S” … then never replied – knowing it would drive him mind nuts.

Ericksonian is so advanced … so patient … so impossible to stop once I do what I did to him just then. All it took was that phone call. I did not hear from him for a day or two except for a “Goddess?” on my IM. Then I sent him just 6 words … that seemed to not fit together …. That is all I will tell you … but … it was his time.

Then I got the email. What I live for. The total surrender of his soul to me.

“Dear Goddess, I adore you. I live for you. For you and cock, and cum. You never told me how euphoric it was. I can barely write you now. I seem to be coming out of a fog, half way in both worlds. But I don’t want my old world. For the last week, I have been busy going out. But I felt so odd. So detached. The commands from I have no idea kept telling me to relax. I couldn’t stop thinking about your phone call. It kept replaying. I found myself looking at men strangely. In fact, I think they were talking to me a lot more. Like they could sense something new. I had gone to eat and was supposed to go join friends, when I found myself deviating from my plans and going to a social area that has a lot of men hanging out. I was so drawn to talk to them, and normally I don’t. I began obsessing about cock. Sucking it! Sucking good looking guys’ cocks. Maybe this one guy sensed it. I began walking aimlessly around. Then he chatted. Then … I don’t remember it all … I was sucking his cock in his car. Mmm, Goddess, it felt so much sexier than the toy you told me to practice on. And you will be proud, I could suck it all the way down, and he came enough for a full taste. I was so … well, not feeling weird, just … I was not myself. Then, words came out of my mouth, “thanks for the fifty.” I didn’t even remember asking for it. But I had fifty dollars in my shirt pocket. And mmm, a mouthful of cum. It was odd tasting but actually tasty, just like the ripe avocado you had me practice eating. And I even thought it smelled like the whipped cream and honey you had me mix up once with my cum. I can’t believe that I’m writing this to you. I’m on my laptop at a coffee shop. Got to go. Talk to you tomorrow.”

It was 1 a.m. in the East Coast, but I had been out with a Princess. So I came home and found the email. If that wasn’t wonderfully pleasing to his Goddess … the best was yet to come, or CUM many times. I went to sleep, pleased, and then got this in my inbox in the morning. The way it is written is totally different. I knew that the old him was no longer there. Read and you will see.

“Gimme cock. MMMM. You got your money? I put it on the card. Not just the $50. $150. Love being your WHORE. Oooo, enough time for another cock maybe. I’m tired. But want more cum, want to serve you more. You triggered me, and I want to keep serving. But no men around any more. The first cock you helped me suck was about 5 inches, but the guy was good looking. That made me want to search for a huge one, with a gusher of cum. And it took four guys to find one. But I made a lot more money! I am getting great at this. His first and second were so easy to score. It seems like men can sense my role with you and offer. The other two I had to seduce. Cock is so fantastic! So sexy in the mouth. Soft then hard then gushing then soft. Mmm. My first was nice and easy going. He noticed I was watching cocks walk by. I knew from you just what to say. It was like in the dreams. The more I let myself obey, the deeper into trance I fell. I was so perfectly programmed by you and trained to love cock. And obey every command, instantly. Your trigger words kept echoing any time I got sleepy, so that I would wake up and serve you again. So sexy being your Whore. My mouth wants more cock.”

That was sent about 3 a.m. his time. I woke up three hours later. I knew he had served me well. I called him, woke him from sleep, and … well … gave him the command to rest.

Since then, he has been in a half daze. Not knowing . Well, that isn’t fully true. At first he could, but the more he tried to focus, it becomes impossible Now he isn’t even aware he went out. And this will increase, fast and deeper. I will only trigger him when he is needing it, and when it amuses me. A worthy Goddess knows how to pace her sex slaves and Whores, and keep them safe. Now, since he earned it, I will begin calling him briefly, about every few days or week, and what I plant in his mind now will be like Christmas for me, and the best thing he ever felt for himself. After he sucks enough cock, he will be summoned to serve me and my slaves here.

You can share his pleasures. It is inescapable after a point. Careful what you wish for. He’ll crave cock and serving me til the day I let him go, or eternity. Bwahahahah. So sexy, can’t wait to watch that mouth of his suck cock! He will over the days write more emails, and in them more of my devious training will arise on print. I will be sure to keep you informed. Some day his ultimate reward of being in my presence will … well, you have no idea how sexy it is to hear my voice spill over my full breasts, as you suck my strap on and then move from them to one cock and another til I have been SERVED.

Too Many Souls To Play With

The spells been cast, and in the well, you see the live's she's broken. As you stare at the abyss, the pit returns your gaze, through the eyes of thousands tortured in her claws. See for yourself why they return over and over to that Exquisite Misery called Goddess Saphire.

On an even more pleasant note this has been quite a good day for me. One of my Secret Admirers has filled my account with enough funds to take the day off. Surely Pleased about that. I rewarded him with a little time. He's finally given in to my ways and is not so analytical of things. It was only a matter of time. I'm currently working with some new subjects. One of them a man just dying to be my little girl. Feminization never felt so better. Kind of cute in panties..He's soon to be transformed more.

"I'll never be home until you accept me by your side"(Lucipher)How touching..

And last but not least my ADORING Lucipher.*YOU FUCK*, who has by far pleased me quite a bit more today then he normally does. I can't get into details as it might cause too much arousal amongst my adoring servants and fans..I have to keep this one private it was too enjoyable. What I will say is my panties were quite moist..Yes I said it...and? You're probably wondering this very minute what that looks like.But only Lucipher knows.

Valentines Day Entry Winner

Why did this one win? First he's learned humility. He begins by thanking me for an opportunity most of you asswipes havn't learned I have little interest in yet. As he notes, I don't really care what pleases you... I don't have to.

But even better, he's learned to find even more satisfaction in serving my needs, than gains in gratifying his self. He has discovered a world beyond his cock, and that world is the unending world of lust I create.

this is a man who came to me as an asswipe and learned how to be more, and offer satisfaction to me, rather than find an outlet for his meager orgasm.

So happy Valentine's Day to him this year, I am pleased someone earned that much from me. This asswipe has earned a pvt cam induction followed by several of my new seductive pics(and it's only getting hotter) and a copy of my hypnotic seduction video which will be available to others shortly.

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Goddess, like all your other loyal servants I thank you for this rare opportunity. In the years I have served you, this is the first chance I can recall, that I’ve not only gone without punishment for telling you my ideal of how it should be, but encouraged to speak up as well.

We both know I was an asswipe before your guidance. I was simply after my own gratification and indulgences at the expense of a beautiful woman of your caliber. But you taught me better, that one that can have anything she desires would not settle for the sweaty, grunting thrusts of a man only concerned with his own explosion. That one, who wishes to be in your presence and experience pleasure with you, must first earn his way.

That is the way of life, nothing spectacular ever just happens. For something to be cherished it must be earned.

But you also taught me to appreciate the struggle. Years ago I think this letter I write now would be littered with pointless and short term penetrations. But instead my ideal session continues the more subtle aspects of obedience as pleasure you have taught me.

You deny me. You withhold my release. And in such ways my pleasure is extended, not for the 20 minutes most men experience, but for days, months… mind boggling amounts of time. I pity lesser men who never learn to appreciate this struggle.

But my ideal session now doesn’t promote me to gratification, but instead to greater levels of denial. Hands bound behind me and head fixed in position as you taunt my eager body, begging for a touch that never comes. Forcing me to please your orally and taste you with no return for me.

Even greater depths of sustained pleasure as you indulge in other men before my eyes. All of them hell bent on bringing you to orgasm. And yet my desire is never quenched through orgasms, as their’s is. But instead I am to be your hygiene tool, simultaneously repulsed as I slurp away their semen from you, but also just grateful for at least that bit of contact with your beauty.

My ultimate session is about the new sensibilities you have instilled in me. Pleasing you, extending my own excitement beyond the fornication, and treasuring each subtle opportunity to be a part of your eroticism.

-Asswipe