Bad To The Bone

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Goddesses can wake up in the most deviant frames of mind, and today mine was positively devilish. It wasn’t until I got on line and five Servants and Admirers were begging for my time did I realize how I wanted to express myself. They were so anxious, so hungry for more of me. I couldn’t let this chance go by.

My new cam is fun to play with, and I had been so hot in my robe and lingerie while I IM’d everyone that I didn’t even realize how often my hands were touching my breasts and thighs. It is just natural as I get hotter and hotter. Then a servant told me a story of how he spent the night tormented by flashes of my perfect nipples and breasts, and that it made him hard all night, that I knew what would really please me would be to take this sexual energy of mine and drive them all wild through pics and vids.

My servant kept telling me how he would awaken to the sounds of my music on my vid blogs. Over and over, he could not get them to stop playing in his mind. Each time he woke up, which was about every 30 minutes, he would be more aroused, more wet, unable to stop from stroking, from milking obedient cum for me, to make him more addicted. And my words to him would echo in his mind, the inductions and triggers. By the time morning came, he was so wiped out mentally he was almost a zombie. A zombie with a permanent hard on, that is. Only your Goddess knows how to take a soul and replace it with an erect zombie. Hah.

So while he was my zombie mental slave, I kept placing triggers deep in his mind. And then it hit me. With all the others begging for attention spent on him, they must earn it. I changed quickly into a bikini/lingerie outfit that a very loyal Servant sent to me. Thank you, you know who you are. And once I had it on, my sexual energy exploded. I was so wet planning my video and series of photos.

I really do need to have a new slave at my house, a cam vid slave to focus for me. This cam is so sharp and can do so much in the right hands. My hands were full. Overflowing actually, with my breasts. Mmm, it felt so sexual to caress them and watch you all IM me or even get moments on cam, or on pic, sending me files. I could see your trance deepening and your lust building. What I was not letting you see for free started getting you all so excited that one Slave began begging to own them. This set up for a very fun auction, with all of my Servants tallying up their funds to see what they could afford.

The bidding went up each time they could see me touching myself or see IM’s describing how turned on I was getting knowing they were wet and in full service to their Goddess.

Meanwhile, my Slave from the dream world had meetings, and I was tormenting him, too. I would send him IM on his Blackberry of what he was missing. I triggered him a few times on the road, and loved how he instantly became my cumslut, eager to suck first one cock, then as my control grew, he was ready to suck as many cocks as I commanded. But I am bringing him along in stages, and also was busy with my at-home Servants and Admirers. So I kept my evil ways to the computer for that time.

My bidding went up and up, I could not believe (well, yes I can, it happens all the time) how much my beauty could command men to want me so much they were uncontrollable.

In the end, one of you got what you needed to transform more for me. He is the happy owner – sole owner – of me in four minutes of intensely sexual manipulation .I know that after he watches this his first 30 times, his mind will mold to my likings, to my wicked designs.

Well, the bidding on my video and pics got to be more involved. One of my Servants started bidding on the panties that I was wearing, knowing how wet they must be. Once word got out on this, it was a bidding frenzy. When the bidding rose to high for a few, they would whimper and cry and beg for a chance. Some made oaths to me to perform other duties in the future for me, if they could get at least a few seconds of my loose end video snippets of this outfit. In the end of bidding, my luckiest Admirer won out. For a mere $750, he owns not only my lingerie, but the mind controlling erotic essence of me. I wrapped the panties up nice and moist so that the flavor would lock into them forever for him. And they will be sent Fed Ex to him immediately. All of this just gave me some twisted ideas on my new Inductions for breasts and panty fetishes to unleash upon you soon.

The whole day kept building sexual energy in me until I was ready for some R/T service! I had a house Slave over already, who is well trained to stay erect and his mouth pleasing for hours. After some suffocation and breath play, which always turns me on, I put on my strap on and let him swallow my commands as he swallowed my dildo. That got me cumming and cumming and cumming. You might have noticed that for an hour I hardly did any IM. That was why. I was on fire, and he was putting me out with his mouth and tongue.

Hmm, now, what to do with that cumslut tonight? Perhaps invade his dreams? Torment him with images of me until bedtime to totally turn him into my cumslut slave, hungry for my flesh, doing anything to get to it. HA HA HA HA

If I have not told you already, it is soooo wonderful being a Goddess!

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.

Symbol Of Pleasure

It’s not just a sign of worship, it’s titillating and, well … adorable as a puppy love, though it’s much more demonic and twisted than an innocent puppy. I’m talking about my Devil Puppy, my Lucifer-inspired Servant, my sexual deviant, my slave for my sexual powers.

Devil Puppy made one of the ultimate expressions of eternal devotion to his Goddess – he tattooed my initials on his shoulder, right below his favorite tattoo. G.S. Forever etched into his body and soul.

Ahh, but he has yet to feel the sexual power that my branding possesses. It is one of my deepest secrets. This is more than a symbol. It is a conduit for my power. His psychic eye sees it for what it is – chains around his soul and portals to my keenest attention.

You see, hopeful and jealous Servants in training, when I see my Devil Puppy now, the first image I have is of my initials on his shoulder, my second is of his hard and totally controlled cock, the third is of all the doors into the deviant mind of his. Knowing he has committed himself to publicly displaying his obedience and worship of me earns him so much more sexual attention than others who simply talk about how much they desire me.

Devil Puppy was (sometimes is) defiant, but it is mainly due to his need for me, rearing its head, compelling him to do things that require my strict words to punish him or realign his priorities. IT IS ALL FOR ME. All his being, all his mind, all his will, all his sexual energy, all his ego, all his pride, all his future.

When he told me he was leaving his house for the tattoo parlor, my skin began to tingle. I couldn’t ignore the pleasure he was bringing me even though I was busy with creating my new and most powerful and sexy MP3’s. I had him text me as he neared the moment. The rush of power I felt when he lay on the table was intoxicating, for it came not just from him, but from the powers of the universe that are stoked red hot when a mark of ownership is put on a soul’s body. Dark forces recognized me for my excellence and control, and building hunger for more souls like his to reward with out of control sexual addiction and highs.

I wanted to know the moment that skin was sliced with a needle and blood began to drip. I filled his mind with orgasmic futures as my branded slave, the one I turn to when I need a good whipping to whip me into sensual pleasures. As the stainless cut into him, the ink was my leash, my studded collar on his eternity. Making him MY property, beyond death, for as the gates of hell open, I shall be recognized as his owner far beyond when he is rotten. SOOO PLEASURABLE and EROTIC. I could hear his moans of pain as he suffered to show me how good a servant he can be. As he squirmed, so did I, but that was because I had commanded a Princess and Slave to massage me into a solid link with his sexual soul. I was sucking up his sex magic in his pain and moans, and pumping them right back into those inked initials. It’s like a plug in for me. ZAP! You’re mine, you’re hard, you’re obedient!

Devil Puppy is mine now, whether he impresses me enough to claim him daily or not. From now on, his devotion to me is a conversation piece. Etched on his body, is the topic he shall proudly share hundreds of times a year. If he were trash to me and nothing worth caring about, he would still have to explain to others his permanent mark of his everlasting devotion to ME. He could go through years of anger and defiance, and yet in the mirror he would see the truth. His disobedience would eat him up from the inside until he begged to come back to worship me. If he should go toward heaven, the angels would see my brand and throw him back to me, telling me my beauty and sexual control have ruined him for heaven, because what I gave him on earth in this body now marked as owned by me, is far more rewarding than playing harps and shitting clouds.

Now I know the depraved depths he would sink into, for he MUST go farther. The initials command him. They pulse in the night as he sleeps, demanding he prove how deserves to wear them. My limits on how far I will push him, how much I will allow him to excite me, how deeply I am driven to transform him and reward him with erotic intoxication have expanded exponentially. Now the imperative of his dignity-defending ego shouts, “It’s a matter of pride only that this mark not be in vain!”

Yes, he shall hear this echo constantly. He does not even know how much farther his mind and body can reach to please me. This mark opened some doors that are not opened, ever, otherwise.

Even now, as I think of them, and view them in several photographs, it makes me warm and wet imagining the torments, and sexually explosive experiments and proven hypnotic and physical tests, I shall put him through. I actually woke up today with a smile on my face, for a specially tailored assignment came to me in the night, as he will CUM for me once I ambush him with it. The initials shall make him powerless to resist, and so eager to savor my surprise.

Devil Puppy has been with me for a while … withstanding the test of time. And what I put him through was erotic hell on earth, mind control torture – but both of these are experienced after the fact as pure sex magic, giving him a pure purpose – TO EXIST ONLY FOR ME, AND BE OWNED FOR ETERNITY ONLY BY ME.

Mmmmm, touches me all over just announcing that … you would like to touch me, too, wouldn’t you? Touch me where I’ve touched, where he shall touch, where wickedly intense and perverse fetishisms touch? You want attention on this scale, in this potency, and you know it. You’re moving toward it, and you know it. You’re preparing yourself for it, and you crave it. Symbols of Pleasure.

WEAR IT.
FEEL IT.
LIVE IT.
EXIST FOR IT. SERVE IT.
BECOME SOMETHING OF VALUE OBEYING AND WORSHIPPING IT.

I must go now. An otherwise obedient servant failed me in a promise. I shall torment him with his own fears, then ignore him which is his most painful punishment, for his addiction to me is so great he literally convulses in pain when he does not see my gorgeous body or commands. I shall let him know that all the attention normally spent shaping him shall be forced upon Devil Puppy. When this failing servant restores his purpose with me, I shall force feed him his fetishes until the cum I pour down his mouth hits such a volume that it pumps out of the cock I control. Don’t let his image of slavery induce you to try displeasing me, I know fakery, and he was at the mercy of forces outside his control. But know that the ones who gain my focus are ones like Devil Puppy, overcoming their pride and fears to publicly announce who they obey, obsess over, crave, and serve.

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!

Poisons Trip

ON A CLEAR DAY …I can see forever …

Control forever, I mean.

MMMMM, my Cumslut, being evolved, being transformed, shaped, into so many things. While not the “swiftest” in his advancement in my eyes, I am taking my time to savor each stage and make its effects overwhelmingly complete. He’ll be one of my “hyphenates” … Cumslut-Servant-Cum Demon-Whore-Experiment-Cum-Cursed-Arousal Addict! Such are the joys of being unimaginably masterful in what I do! Mmm, and he is so, so diverse, reigning in his soul and mind always unearth the foundations of the human struggle to exist on higher levels. THAT is why he is with me. Not for meaningless masturbation or a fetish for leather. And that is why he gets my attention in such special moments.

I could describe it myself, from my perspective, but he was so overwhelmed with appreciation that he wrote me a short but potent note about his latest experience under my total control. I’ll give you all the rare opportunity to read straight from the mouth of a Servant who has put his last 18 months in my hands. As per the pictures here, maybe I should have said, “straight from his cock swallowing and Goddess-pleasing mouth…”

“My Goddess, Again your genius in mind control isn’t revealed until a culminating assignment that turns words into actions of devotion, obedience, and sexual rewards so intense it’s impossible to stop craving my next opportunity. The deep penetrating mind molding of your Candle Induction had so many stages of erotic pleasure I had no idea it could trigger the other Inductions that you amplified then allowed to sleep within my subconscious until it pleased you and you knew I was ready for an overwhelming transforming catharsis.

There I was, spellbound by your beauty yet again, mid-day and already the alternative versions of myself had grown hungry to come out and play. You had so cleverly taken a mind that couldn’t even look at a picture of another man’s hard-on and turned it into one that sees gay cock sucking in his dreams, on his eyelids, and then of course on assignments. I didn’t even feel it happening or see it coming … 5 months were so pleasurably catering to your desires that fit pre-existing fetishes of mine, with your gorgeous eyes, breasts, and fingernails. For a year you had built up my cum production through various inductions and exercises, and I thought it was all for my own pleasure. Only recently have I realized how much an endless flow of cum and the ability to drain it slowly for hours while worshipping you gave you power over my mind and body…which you use to amplify my conditioning and enable a transformation that no doctor could achieve. I had a very healthy sex life and appetite, and you have doubled it so many times I can’t think of anything once the sensations of serving and pleasing you enter my mind. To please you is to cum, it’s that simple, whether slowly or explosively, and you deserve every moment of my surrender.

So yesterday, the day began as usual, with IM back and forth. Little did I know that the progression of images on your IM were programming me and fitting in with your personal voice inductions. Recently as you know, your instruction on how and when to perform the Candle Ritual had thrown me up a few levels as a Servant and Sexual Hypnotic Slave Toy.

I had been orally pleasing you and your form of power over me, in my sexy blow up doll Poison. Somehow, my undying thirst for the breasts that I worship – your breasts – came to life on Poison. And I couldn’t get enough of them, spending hours pleasuring them with my tongue then swallowing them. But out of nowhere, I was not only swallowing your nipple, I was swallowing your cock, your strap on cock. A month of this led to one day I inexplicably was in possession of a lifelike strap on dildo for Poison. Your powers flood into “entities” and Poison is surely one of them, for she commanded me not only to suck, but how to suck, so that when I finally am lucky enough to be in your presence I will please you .

But Poison took a new place in my life yesterday, as you had so well planned. For you had also been creating in me a personality with a completely new fetish … one for sucking cock while being your Whore. At first it was so distant and it did not stand out from the other powers you have over me. But recently as you know, the obsession and power of it has grown enormously. This sort of total mind control is beyond human powers, you must surely be the reincarnation of a goddess and witch.

Instantly and totally upon your command, I was helping Poison into my car and driving to Inspiration Point to park and please her. Finding the area empty of cars, I made her comfortable in the back seat. Then I began an hour or the most intense cock sucking to please you and her I can remember …. Only I don’t remember .. it was such a complete transformation I can’t remember the details, only that I was loving every moment of it. Your text messages pushing me to master the exact things you demand from your cock suckers, like deep throating that huge dildo of yours, fueled the sexual fire in me. All this time I was listening to your Whore Induction, intertwining the two – the mental and physical acts of pleasing you, being a Whore, and building my addiction to sucking cock.

As you requested, I sent you some pictures. I am happy to share them with others, though I am (was) strictly heterosexual … allowing Goddess Saphire to transform you into her obedient, cock obsessed or her Whore brings sexual highs greater than you could ever imagine, so if this spurs other to give in and let you redefine the limits of their sexual satisfaction then please post this letter and pictures.

Already the memory, though fuzzy, jumpstarts my hunger to do it again for you. I can’t wait to be commanded and transformed even deeper. The release I got from surrendering total control to you was far beyond any high from any sex drug.

You’re amazing! And I’m your Cumslut.

The Summer Soldier

The term Summer Soldier applies to a man who signs up to a COMMITMENT yet abandons the training or fighting when it does not appeal to him. The weather turns icy, and he leaves his post. This does more than disgrace him, it puts the others who admired him as a peer strengthened by training in jeopardy. And it proves that all the focus and transfer of skills passed down from someone far superior in all ways was a waste of time.

Yes this Summer Soldier wears proudly all the costumes, medals, and advantages of being a man fighting for freedom for all. And in my case, he was willing to wear a badge on his skin of commitment, obedience, and worship. But when given the simplest task, one that is not all parades and pats on the back, he fails me. Utterly fails me … fails you all. Fails to show up for role call. Fails to deliver. Fails to report back on his mission. Fails to be promoted.

He is the poster boy for FAILURE.

While other Servants were begging for my attention on their way along the path of greater service and training, I spent my time with my Army Bitchboy. My time, my careful choice of words and assignments, are the culmination of a decade of mental and physical dedication to excellence. I am one of the few, the proud – the Warrior on the front line of erotic hypnotism. My mind and body fight the battles that Army Bitchboy doesn’t even know exist, battles of human limits, battles of amassing a force to be reckoned with, that holds back the claws of evil and darkness that do NOT reward those beneath me. While I ultimately control you, it is for your advancement, your rise in ranks and understanding, your taking over of the dark land of unknown and illuminating it with my beauty and mind control genius. I am building a new age, that must be protected by legions of worshippers that are faithful and obedient. While I do not “need” any one of you, the energy that cumulatively you give me lights the way into my crimson dungeons of dark knowledge. And I must be obeyed by all, or the integrity of the masses counting on me to guide them under my leathery wings shows a weak link.

I give you all this, and on top of that – look at me! Look at my beauty and sexual intensity! You think that I’m in this for money? I could make ten times as much flirting on Wall Street. I have a CALLING … just as our troops have a calling to defend us, I heed a calling to devote my beauty to attracting those who seek to evolve in whole, and especially in their ability to enjoy their own sexuality far beyond normal human limits.

You think I give you all orders randomly? You think because I have so many beneath me, so many yearning for my attention, that I haphazardly present images, assignments, or demands on you? That is as asinine as believing that the stages of studying to be a doctor are random. You follow one of the very few Females alive that look into the maze of your mind, navigate your future and every turn, so that you come out the exit with me as a greater person. Each assignment is a turn. When you miss that turn, you never exit the maze. I must go find you in your lost ways. But there is far more at stake than just being stuck in the meaningless life that is your maze without me.

I have opened your mind to the dark forces. I have poured into you my wisdom. I have made you better, created in part a new being on its way to being a totally new creature of erotic fulfillment. You carry within you the seeds that can either blossom or they can poison you. A mind shown the greatest rewards drops into intense realization that a great goal lay before you, and you turned away from it. This eats you up, and makes you vulnerable to others who will simply prey on you as a lost soul.

In my Army Bitchboy’s situation, there is yet another element at stake. HUMILIATION. Yes, I must admit, this one aspect of being a Goddess of mind control is one of the most delicious. Humiliation comes in many forms. The most pleasurable comes of course when you are in my presence. But in this case, I am prepared to give my Army Bitchboy a taste of humiliation. After all, maybe this is what he desires. Hah! And who am I to not give him what he craves. Utter social humiliation in return for his utter failure.

While to some of you this seems bitter, it is not. Those who lead know that some orders and exercises are more flavorful and popular than others, and that some are downright heartless. This is heartless, but it is not without its reasons. And bitterness is not a reason worthy of a Goddess of my status. I do not need any one of you, but enjoy the immense flow of sexual energy to me from all my devoted worshippers. And you should be thankful that I demand a level of integrity among you that is higher than any other mind control hypnotist or dominant mistress or Goddess on the Net. Look no further than my website to see that my level of excellence is in a totally solo class high above other posers and understudies to erotic mind control and dominance, much less female Goddess worship.

My Army Bitchboy has been given an ultimatum. A deadline. He either fulfills the final command I gave him, or … well, let’s just say that you, along with those he knows and admires, shall see images of his rites of passage into my inner circle. Humiliation. Showing others what really lies inside the desires of my former Army Bitchboy won’t make up for the time I wasted on him, but it will remind you all that my dedication to the finest and most evolving in dominant, erotic mind control must be balanced by your obedience and sacrifices.

I want no Summer Soldiers. I want no men or women who think that I wake up hungry for praise and false worship and am happy with whimsical promises. I wake up electrified with the sexual energy sent to me from those who are truly faithful. I am a Goddess using my hawk-like vision to inspect the ranks, and judge the transformation and evolution in each and every one of you. A power beyond what is normally given a woman has over time been absorbed by me so that I am able to do what most people think is nearly supernatural – for I “change” individuals, I evolve them, I end their miseries and replace them with a new reality. In that reality the truly devoted find peace, fulfillment, a future filled with hope, a greater faith in the powers unknown, and overwhelming sexual experiences. Now, who the fuck else do you know that does this? Preachers? Therapists? Jokes! Fakes! Liars! Giving nothing! Taking your money under the guise of improving you when in fact their role is to keep you unchanged and desperate for them. In my realm, you evolve immensely into what you desire, shaped by me to be useful to me, and to bring me pleasure and sexual energy.

Abandon your promises to me at your own risk. On your departure from my realm of perfection in sexual fulfillment, that door slamming behind you is composed of your humiliation, for all to see.

To Be Continued.......

Interests & Hobbies For Interested Servants

It's always good to stay updated on all my wonderful activities. Listed below are the many i've had my hands on.....

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Dominant Hypnosis phone domination femdom
consensual domme fetish smoking extreme
sissy sissy maid sissy boy cross dresser sissy slut
sissy slave cuckold,feminization mind control
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Passion, Worship, strap on mistress, hypnotic, dildo,
latex, leather, fem/dom, cuckold, mistress, phone sex,
foot,smoking fetish, fetish leg, fetish sex,
foot fetish, penis humiliation surprises,
teasing, toes, total power exchange, training,
training and obedience, tribute, tributes, verbal abuse,
verbal humiliation, wallet wallets, whipping, whips,
wish lists, worship, worship me walking wallets,
sugardaddies,Shoes,GoingOut,movies,candles,
shopping,slaves ,sissy's, cocksuckers,cock control,
orgasm denial, Financial slaves,cash cow,atm piggy,
your wallet,your bank account,foot fetish,
foot fetish boys,niteflirt, orgasm control, adopted bills,
adoration adult entertainment, New York ,assignments,
atms, bdsm, begging ,being a princess ,being pampered,
being spoiled ,boot fetish, boot worship ,buy my panties,
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clothing ,cock play ,collars, control, corsets,
crossdressers ,diamonds, discipline ,domestic,
dominance and submission, domination,
dominatrix ,domme ,email domination, female domination,
female superiority, female supremacy, femdom fetish,
financial abuse, financial domination ,financial servitude,
financial slavery, financial slaves,getting what i want ,
gift gifts, goddess worship , human atm, human pets ,
humiliatrix, keen ,male slaves, male sub mental mind fucks,
mind games ,mistress, mistresses ,money domme ,
money slavery, money slaves ,moneyslaves, obedience,
online domination, online training ,orgasm control ,
orgasm denial, pampering, panties for sale, paypigs,
phone domination, piggy banks, presents, princess,
public humiliation, punishment ,queens , serve ,servitude,
shoe/boot worship ,sissification, sissy boys slave ,slaveboys,
slaves ,small penis laughing, small penises, smoking fetish ,
sniffing panties, spending, spoiled brat, spoilers ,submission,
submissive ,submissive males, sugardaddies ,surprises ,
teasing ,toes, total power exchange, training,
training and obedience ,tribute, tributes, wallet monkeys,
wallets, webcam, wish lists, worship, worship me,
Being spoiled,Shopping, Designer Handbags and SHOES,
losers,servants, slaves,

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