You have to acknowledge my amazing brilliance when it comes to the mass brainwashing of the male mind. Most Dommes have to interact with an invididual one-on-one to exploit his desires and fetishes-- but I've managed to do it to thousands of you without ever having to hold a conversation. I've convinced you that you can't live without me, over and over, until your need for me is so great that it borders on obsession. I don't really care about you or your cock.. except to exploit them both for my personal gain. Even as I tell you the honest truth, your cock throbs and you find yourself back in the jerking cycle. My honeyed words could whisper your greatest fears but as long as you stare into the screen, you will continue to stroke. Will this ever end? Of course not.

I was lying in bed last night thinking about all you boys who lie in bed next to their wife/girlfriend/whatever... and are really thinking about me. A terrible, wonderful idea popped into my diabolical little brain-- I want you to lie right there next to her and prove your loyalty TO ME. I have a series of very extreme and completely dangerous tests that you must perform as you stroke your way to obedience. You must SHOW ME that you truly belong to me by betraying even the simple act of sharing a bed. This is definitely my most humiliating homewrecking assignment! You'll need to be very, very stealthy if you don't want to get caught...

Let's be honest: I am the best thing that's ever happened to you. I produce the most excrutiating, amazing, explosive orgasms and yet you still try to convince yourself that real sex is better than jerking for me. Let's have a little contest to settle this issue once and for all. If you can sit there and think of your wife, girlfriend, whatever.. and NOT touch yourself as you watch me.. then perhaps you'll be done with me. Free forever. Watch as I peel off this red satin robe to expose this delicious lingerie, complete with garters and stockings. Your cock strains and twitches, looking for the familiarity of the hand that feeds it. Just like the rest of your life, control is illusion that those in power allow you. So feel in control.. and fall back into line.

We've been dating for a little while now and I like you but I don't know that I'm ready to take that next step. I mean.. You told me that you "work out" but in all this time, I've never seen you go to the gym. I think that I'm probably much stronger than you. Don't believe me? Look at these biceps! I work out every morning, which is way more than I can say for you. Let's have a little bet.. beat me in an arm-wrestling challenge and we can make our relationship more physical. But if I beat you, you're going to be stripping down in front of me and showing me what you really do each night... What's it like being overpowered by a girl who is SO much stronger than you?

A woman hastily makes an appointment with me, but when she comes in I realize that she has a hidden agenda. She is the wife of one of my clients, who has now become a very good slave. At first I try to reason with her, explain the nature of our relationship, but she won't listen. She gets more and more upset and I'm getting tired of listening to it. I pull out the Mind Minimizer, my handy mind control device, and aim it straight at her forehead. At once, her face goes blank and I instruct her to "sleep."

What could be better than one good slave? How about two! I decide this beautiful woman will be my slave alongside her husband, and so begin to give her instructions while she is deep in trance. I explain how her life will be so much more fulfilling as my slave and how pleasing me will be her only goal. Once I'm convinced my brainwashing has sunk in, I instruct her to stand and I inspect her tight little body. Her eyes gaze at me with obedient devotion as she kneels at my feet.

Continued from My Client's Wife (Part 1) -- and they can be enjoyed seperately or together. My new slavegirl is so willing and obedient that I can't wait to put her mouth to good use. I have her arms bound in rope with her perky breasts exposed for my pleasure. I instruct her to begin kissing and licking my toes as I wear very sheer Wolford pantyhose. It's not long before her mouth makes me purr in delight! She works eagerly to lick and suck my feet, taking my whole foot into her mouth at times and moaning as she does. Her tongue has so much promise, but she must earn the right to go further. I am ecstatic at this new addition to my collection.

You've been such a good student of my trance education, haven't you? Always listening and devoting yourself so intently. With each video, I only seem to get more beautiful and more divine just as I am here in shiny black latex. As usual, I trigger those parts of your brain that make you weak and vulnerable, then I begin to impart a very, very important lesson about how to become a good slave. No, not just a "good" slave-- going from stroke zombie to actual slave. If you want to really serve me, you'll have to do more. Do better. Take that devotion to a whole new level. Are you ready for it, ready to distinguish yourself? Or will I just cast you back into the lot of other worthless, groveling drones?

Somewhere you got the notion that the kind of men who serve me are sniveling little social rejects, some tiny percentage of the population. Certainly not *you*.. Because you only like to masturbate to my lovely face. Right? It's nothing for you, just a passing fancy. That's too funny.. how does that denial taste? You do realize that it doesn't matter who you are or what you do, I possess some deep innate talent to get to the core of you. I turn the strongest, proudest men into whimpering servants who are desperate for my touch and attention. You're not immune, my dear, because you keep on coming back. Tell yourself whatever you like, but with every passing moment, I conquer more and more of you.

The magical, amazing power of a great rack-- it's man bait of the highest order. When the breasts are this amazing, there is a nearly perfect success rate of making men into stammering, sweating morons. The more I talk about them, play with them, and slide my fingers into my cleavage, the harder your cock becomes. But I go further. I talk about what it might be like to feel my breasts, to imagine what sliding your cock between them would do to your cock, how soft and warm.. It'll be amazing if you can even hold back. Does any brain activity exist when you stare at my tits?

I really love nylons-- pantyhose, stockings, it makes little difference as long as they are silky, soft, and stylish. I have become very fond of this brand of pantyhose (Cecilia de Rafael) that is very, very sheer with no gussets or control top. It's like a second skin and I adore teasing the pantyhose lover with each flex and pose of my gorgeous ass and legs. Watch as I take off my white panties and replace them with a darker leopard thong, then slide on my nylons. I show you each and every inch of my legs and feet, giving you strict instructions to jerk as you go. Begin your stroking for perfect nude nylons on perfect legs.

My beauty is the siren's call, a haunting lure that pulls men to their doom. You know that I am built this way and yet you can't help yourself. In this plush fur and glamorous gown, satin gloves and sparkling jewelry, you know you're fucked. I know your weaknesses and have no qualms about using them to get everything I desire. I enjoy the finest things that were obtained on the devotion of the men that cannot help but love me. You are no different. The closer I draw to you, the further you know I am. You can never possess me but I can possess you.

You asked for more strap-on videos, so I'm glad to oblige! I have my slave bound and blindfolded, unaware that I have a large strap-on on and waiting for him. I hoist his legs high into the air and expose his ass, then tell him simply, "Your ass is mine." I lube up his little hole and then use my fingers to loosen it up for my cock. When I go to insert it, he whimpers and moans, but I don't slow down. I fuck him progressively harder and harder until he is a ragdoll with a fuckhole. When I say mine, I mean it.

Custom request. "Nothing is sexier than a super hot woman burping in your face, showing you total and complete disregard. Please drink whatever you like that makes you burp and then laugh and smile throughout because you could not care less about me." So I chug an entire can of 7-Up and burp several bubbly burps. At the end I have a big air bubble in my stomach and I can't get it out until it finally erupts in a huge gassy belch. Fun for burping fetishist.

Encore to the very popular {The Turning}. Gone is the sweet, innocent girlfriend you once had and in her place stands a very hungry creature of the dark. She has kept you caged these last weeks but to your surprise, she has not k1lled you. She has decided that her fondness for you, her former lover, will translate into making you her human thrall. You will serve her in every way possible, bringing her fresh prey and attending to her business during the day. As a reward for your obedience, she will bestow a little of her new powers and will feed upon you now and again. Each time she feeds but does not drain you to empty, you become more and more her thrall. The euphoria of her first bite has left you craving more and more and you beg for her to drink again. Those fangs in your neck are all you think of now and you remain hopelessly enslaved. Maybe.. just maybe.. one day she'll make you immortal like her. Until then, you must serve.

My toes are currently painted a brilliant shade of red and I know how this makes you little foot slaves weak in the knees. Pair that with these sheer off-black stockings and a soft sheepskin rug.. You're going to be creaming your jeans in no time. Watch as I sensually and seductively remove each stocking after stroking and sliding my fingers over my legs and feet. Then I give you a few minutes with closeups of those shiny red toenails, following by more time beneath my bare soles. What more could a foot fetishist dream of.. except being right here?

Custom request: I catch you trying to sneak little peeks up my short skirt and become very cross with you. If you feel the need to look, I feel the best punishment is to give you too much of a good thing. I alternate straddling your face and smothering you with my ass and pussy. I make you struggle for breath, forced to inhale around my tiny little thong, until you are dizzy. Then I finish the punishment by covering your face with lipstick kisses, leaving bright red prints all over your face. I hold your face in my hands and don't let up until you're whimpering in chastisement.

I am constantly trying to understand the nuances of each and every fetish and I know that so much of fetish is in the little details. When it comes to yoga pants, however, I'm always curious as to a particular pants effectiveness based on material, style, color, and cut. I devise this little test using two of my favorite kinds of yoga pants-- one patterned and one solid-- to see which one produces the most arousal. You get to be the guinea pig as we play along. The more I understand your fetishes, the better I can manipulate you.

It is important for my slaves to learn that if I chose, I can control anything and everything-- including their basic bodily functions. I decide to humiliate my slavegirl, Audrie Sinclair, by making her wear a diaper. She protests and earns hair-pulling and nipple pinching until she complies. I explain that she will be required to use the diaper instead of getting to use the bathroom, to which she begs and pleads out of the lesson. Instead, I restrain her with legs and arms spread and begin to force her to drink water. In between huge gulps of water, I tickle her, knowing that sooner or later she will have to wet the diaper. She struggles to hold it in, so I force her to drink a second bottle and continue to tickle her.

She finally wets it a little, but protests that she "can't go," so I leave her to the humiliation of wetting the diaper in her bondage. Half an hour later, I give her more water and I know that she is still holding the rest of her bladder, so leave her for another long while. She struggles and cries, but I ignore her. When I return later, she has soaked the diaper through and I humiliate her further, even smearing it all over her tits and face. To cement the lesson, I leave her to sit in the soaked diaper and contemplate her plight.

When it comes to my in-person slaves.. I care. I care about their health and want them to make good decisions as they serve me. But you? You don't get that luxury. I don't care about you. I just want to use you. I know that you're all alone there with a deep desire to be used. I know that you have a fondness for a substance-- whether it's alcohol, poppers, something you smoke, or something you put up your nose-- I'm going to use that fondness to exploit you. I want you to binge on that item of choice, doing more and more of it with my gentle urgings, until you can't see straight. Once I have you vulnerable, then I'm going to make it really hurt. I'm going to sink my teeth into you and take it all.

Custom request that turned out AMAZING. If you love my sensual, pleasure-oriented submission trances, then you'll be blown away by this one. This begins with you, Goddess, offering up a deep "Hypnosis induction POV style with deepeners and fingersnaps as you do so well. Accent is on surrender to the perfection of your breasts in a sheer bra, and connecting with your deep caramel eyes, as I grow weak for your control. You have me sink back into an easy chair - you are positioned in front of the camera close enough to reach my hips and private parts with your hand below the shot.

Once in trance, talk about how the intense warm pleasure I'm feeling is because of the surrender of will and control to the Goddess. You tell me that your breasts and eye gaze anchor the trance and keep me deep.

Talk about how you can bring on yet more submissive surrender in men and make them abandon all resistance, by entrancing their prostate. A hypnotized and obedient prostate is the deepest trigger and will unleash intense submission and devotion to you. Even just hearing this weakens me. Time to go deeper and you allow my awareness to descend down into my pelvis and warm up the prostate.

You bring your hands below camera level and stare into my eyes as you talk about guiding your controlling finger into me to gradually open me up relaxing me further down...re-focus a bit on your breasts and eye gaze to anchor the trance again telling me to breathe deep down to my root and feel the bliss of vulnerability; the tender little stroking is dissolving my ability to resist you and this just deepens the trance further... I am becoming helpless to your tender beckoning, your perfect breasts, and your gaze - and you know it. "

You remind me of the power you now have over me, as I just lie there drowning in pleasure and devotion as you watch and steer me with your gaze and hands.
Now you own me, both mind and body. So far it's been hands free but you decide to allow me to stroke myself and be counted down as you gently push me over the edge."

You might be the least virile man in this office and every woman here knows it. With as many attractive co-workers as you have, how is it that you've never asked any of us out but you spent countless hours staring. Like now, I see that you're sporting a nice erection because I'm even talking to you. Are you a virgin? Do you ever get laid? I'll bet that you're so easy that I could get you to cum in your pants right here. Look at you turning red! No, no, you're not going anywhere. Come closer to my desk. Is this what you want so desperately, my amazing cleavage? How about my ass in this tight pencil skirt? I imagine that all I need to do is reach across here and brush my fingers against your trousers.. and you'll explode all over yourself.

I'm in the mood for some humiliation and I'm going to use my brand new leather pants to make you do it to yourself. You are going to locate a dog bowl-- not a nice, clean, everyday bowl but a used dog dish. You're going to put it in front of you and you're going to jerk on my command. I'm going to tease and seduce you with these super sexy leather pants until you are filling up that dish with your own cock slobber. Then, before it gets cold, you're going to make a nice meal of your jizz. For those of you who love my verbal degradation, this is a special treat.

They say the way to a man's heart is through his stomach, but that's incorrect-- the way to a man's heart is via his cock. When you control a man's orgasms, he will do anything for you. I have built an empire on this basic concept of cock control. Proper control includes strategic use of tease to maintain erections and stimulate the desire to stroke. Instructions on how and when to stroke are crucial. Visual aids help to cement this takeover as the male is quite susceptible to imagery. He is not a clever creature, but he can be quite dedicated to the task of jerking so keep him focused. Once you have him, just keep on reeling him in.. over and over. It's as simple as that.

Shiny rubber outfits like this one bring out the most submissive promises, don't they? I love it when you tell me, "I want to be your slave. I'll do anything." You don't know what that means. You think that being my slave means worshipping my beautiful body and getting to stroke yourself to my image. Think again! Some slaves.. like you.. are meant to be collared, caged, and trained as chattel. I intend to string you up to the cross and take my singletail to your flesh. I will show you what it means to be used for my pleasure, what it means to feel pain at the end of my whip. That will be your only reward.

My slave has begged and begged for me to sit on his face, so today I decide that I'll grant his request. Like all things with me, it's never that easy... I restrain him on the medical table and attach electrodes to his cock and ass. I hook up these electrodes to my remote controlled ErosTek box so that I can adjust the levels as I tease him. My legs and ass look simply divine in these super shiny nylons, so he is eager to endure anything. Each time I reward him with my glossy pantyhose-clad ass, I turn the box up higher. And higher. Soon, he cries out but his cries are muffled beneath my cheeks. Whimper, little slave, as my machine zaps your cock and balls!

You've come so far in your slut training that it's getting harder and harder to reach an orgasm without the thought of cock in your mouth. It's time to step up the intensity of those fantasies with the next evolution of cock sucking: bigger, blacker cock. Don't deny that you want this. Don't deny that the idea of taking an enormous piece of salty, black meat into your waiting mouth makes you hard like nothing else. What will it taste like? What will it feel like? Will it be different than the smaller, more inferior white cocks? A black cock this big is superior even to other black dick! This will take quite a bit of practice to take it down your throat, so we best get started. I am going to enjoy every moment of making you suck, gag, choke, and swallow.

Have you always been curious about hypn0sis but you've been nervous, apprehensive, or skeptical? This an excellent introduction to trance training that begins with NLP-style trust building, followed by a progressive induction and then easy to follow submission-oriented suggestions. Even if you are not a trance novice, this is an incredibly relaxing but very effective trance exercise with gentle audio and visual effects. Post-hypnotic assignments included for the very obedient. Eye fixation and breath control used as both induction elements and deepeners. Sure to get you hooked on my hypn0tic training for the first time.. or get you pulled back into my seductive style.

What do we have here? A new slave? Wonderful. It's time to begin your training. What..? You thought that being my slave meant worshipping my body? Ha! You have to earn that right and you are far from it. No, no, your first lesson will be that your pleasure is of no concern to me. You're going into this very small and cramped cage and you'll be there for quite some time. Now I'll be hooking you up to a series of electrodes-- one deep in your ass and one around your cock and balls-- that I have the remote to. To illustrate your lesson, I'm going to slowly strip out of my leather as I slowly increase the intensity of the electricity. My body is not for you to stroke to, it is for you to revere! The more you strain with erection, the higher it will go until I crush any hope you have of an orgasm.

I've come to the conclusion that men are like goldfish-- attracted to shiny objects and possessing amazingly short memory. No matter how many awesome jerk off instructions I've made in the past, the moment you see my gorgeous body clad in super shiny latex, you must buy the video. Regardless of how many times you've jerked off for me before, it's as if each and every time is the best yet. That's to my advantage, of course, because I enjoy controlling your cock and your jerking off like nothing else. In this skin-tight metallic blue latex, you'll be exploding all over yourself in no time. Just make sure you make it through the end so you don't miss any of my instructions!