I take great pleasure at owning your orgasms. Your sexuality is at the core of you, and thus your orgasms are one of the most important things in your life. I enjoy having ownership of your pleasure. I revel in watching you squirm and twitch as you work to earn that pleasure from me. You can't get off without my express permission and I only give permission to those sluts that have earned it. So day after day you try to please me. You buy videos, send tributes, send me worshiping emails, and do whatever you can to earn that stroke. For most people masturbation is a lonely or pathetic thing. But for you, this is a grand reward. You know I own each stroke and I am giving it to you one movement at a time. I'm allowing you to have each bit of pressure until finally I allow you to have an orgasm. Even then, everything that your orgasm produces is mine. Every drop of your cum is mine. Your entire sexuality from start to finish, from initial excitement to explosion is all mine. You are all mine.

Well this is a rather unfortunate situation for you. You were having a nice night, just having a few drinks at the bar at the guys. You must have had too much to drink because you became dizzy and disoriented. Your friends called you a cab and you remember sloppily falling into it to get home. The last thing you remembered before passing out was that the cab driver looked stunningly beautiful.... When you awoke you couldn't move your arms or your legs. Every attempt at jerking yourself free of your bonds only brought about this slick rubbery noise. Moving your head as little as you could, you determined you were trapped in a room made entirely of rubber! The thick material pressed against your body immobilizing you. Looking forward you saw her- the cab driver! She reveals she kidnapped you and locked you up in her inflating room. You see, she has a fetish for watching the breath drained out of a man until he expires. She loves to hold her breasts up against your mouth as the room presses in and you're unable to breathe. Ending men is her fetish, and tonight you're her little sex toy.

I know you've been having such a hard time transitioning from dildos and strap ons to real cock. But today you're going to make that transition. My lover is here to help me help you. You see, you're going to be sucking his cock. A dominant woman such as myself doesn't like to suck cock, so you're going to do it for me. You're going to service my lover like the little cock sucking bitch you are. Oh? Still having trouble? Well luckily for you, we're just going to start with having him jizz all over your face into your waiting mouth. After I'm done jerking him off, you're going to suck down all of his sticky white cum.

I want my slaves to be consumed with lust for me. I want their desire for me to be a burning fire within them that never goes out. That fire is always hungry, always wanting. Each stroke to your cock feeds those flames. I want my slaves to be caught up in that heat. I want it to consume them with every lick of those flames. I want you to go down for me and be taken by the flames of your desire for me. I want you to fall deep off of that ledge of consciousness into the pools of heat at your core. I want this fire to burn you up and leave only ashes.

There's a lot of ways one can exert control over a slave. Controlling your orgasms is good and fun, but I like to be able to dip my fingers into the most base parts of your life and control you there as well. Here I'm going to outline a new routine for you to practice every morning and every evening. You're going to make sure that your first thought when you wake up is me. You're going to make sure your last thought of the day is of me. You're going to physically practice worship of my form. This is how I want you. I want your days beginning and ending with thoughts of me. I want your days to be spent in worship of Your Goddess.

You know I hate to repeat myself, but I feel the message needs to be very clear. I own your cock. It doesn't matter that it's physically attached to your body. That cock is mine. You might get to fantasize that your cock is your own, but the reality is that when you get hard you're thinking of me. You can't even touch your pathetic little cock without my permission. I can make that cock cum as much or as little as I want. I can lock you in chastity for a year, or milk you until it's painful to the touch. I can do whatever I want because that cock is mine. You've been conquered.

Today, my little whores, we're going to have a little fun with rope and a chair. There's something really special about making you do terrible things to your cock and balls. I receive a lot of satisfaction knowing that I don't even have to physically hurt you to cause you pain. You just do it yourself. So today we're going to do a little jerk off session with your balls tied to a chair. Now go fetch some rope and a chair with four legs before you start this video. You're going to give your balls the stretching they never really wanted. Do you think you can cum through the pain?

I've got one of my slaves wrapped from chest to ankle in plastic wrap. With no movement allowed from his hands or his legs, he makes a perfect little seat. With a timer in my hand, I'm going to see how long he can take being a seat before the need to breathe overcomes him. He'll be pushed against my pussy until the smell is all that fills him. But he won't be able to move or open his mouth to enjoy the close proximity of my sweet pussy. He'll just be my little couch. He is shrink-wrapped after all.

They always say you shouldn't go hiking alone. Your thirst for adventure in this beautiful land was insatiable though. There was nothing more you wanted to than to climb the lush green mountains and plunge your hands into the icy waters. So you left. You didn't expect to find yourself in the presence of a woman with otherworldly beauty. Your mouth ran dry; your cock began to stiffen at the sight of her perfect breasts, her flawless skin, and her overwhelming power. With just a touch you could feel yourself fading. She explains to you she is the queen of this land. The land bows to her will and consumes anyone who does not pay her proper homage. You reach out to touch her and her icy skin burns. You feel the life fleeing your body with each second but it's pure bliss and you stroke. She allows you this last pleasure as you will give your life's energy to her land.

I think I'm going to do some work on my phone today in the dungeon. It's quiet so I think I can be productive in between sessions. No need to change, it's my dungeon after all. Nice and quiet, all alone.

Part of the benefits of being an overwhelmingly dominant woman is that I have so many men eager to stroke for me in whatever way I choose. Most of you hope I'll be nice and let you stroke in a way that pleases you while pressed my breasts up against the screen until you cum. Today that will not be the case. Today I want you to stroke hard and fast for me. I want this little jerk off session of yours to be rough and fast. I want you to squeeze your cock until it's almost painful and then stroke for me. The mixture of pleasure and pain that comes across your face as you stroke is one of my favorites. You may not want ot stroke this way, but you know you will. You'll stroke in whatever way I choose.

You know I gave you a chance. I don't usually date short guys and you are a perfect example why. All you do is state at my tits all day. It's not my fault you're tit level. You're so distracted by my breasts all day long that you don't even listen to me. You don't do anything for me really. I mean I guess I can use your head as an armrest. But I really think a boyfriend should be more than just a place to lean when my feet hurt. My boyfriend shouldn't have to climb me like a tree just to kiss me. It's pathetic. I don't know why I even thought to give you a chance. When you're gone I won't even notice. You're below my eye level anyway.

My little seat has worked up quite an erection from being sat on so many times. No pleasure happens without pain in my world though, so I decide to take a Hitachi Magic Wand to his sensitive aroused cock. I've decided he's going to cum in a most humiliating way, with my ass directly on his face. With his arms and legs bound he can do little more than squirm under the weight of my ass. With the Hitachi buzzing away at his cock, I can see it's getting ready to burst. But does a chair deserve to cum? I don't know. I haven't decided yet.

There's something so mathematically perfect about the geometry of a crystal. The way it bounces and changes the light that enters it making it something entirely new fascinates me. You love this too. I can see your eyes begin to glaze over as you focus on the light of my crystal. It shifts and dances little rainbows before your eyes and you feel yourself going down for me. You feel yourself falling into that crystal. Your mind is suddenly a garden of light. As you watch me my beautiful form becomes fractals and shapes like a kaleidoscope. It's here that I want you. I want you to be trapped in this crystal forever. You'll be a fixture in my life as you watch my perfect breasts and hear my voice through your tiny crystal prison. I will shine my light into you and change you forever.

There's something fascinating about what men fantasize about. No two fantasies are totally alike. Men build these fantasies out of life experiences, things they saw in their formative years, or even dreams. I love hearing and reading these stories. They let me peer into the mind of the men in my control and bring those fantasies to life. Even if you've never fancied yourself a writer, today you're going to become one. You can jerk off today only if you send me a little story about one of your fantasies. That's it. Simple as that. I already know the kind of man you are. You can't surprise me or shock me. But I think you can entertain me.

You've got quite the collection of all of my latex videos, don't you? I know you can't resist them. When my body is wrapped a slick, shiny, rubber your cock goes hard. My latex hugs every curve with that tight embrace that allows you to imagine everything beneath it. The sensuality as I pour lube all over myself is too much for you to bear. Today as I lube myself up, you're going to lube up and stroke for me. You can imagine your cock slipping and sliding against the wet feel of my latex. How the rubber absorbs my body heat making it warm and inviting. You can imagine burying your face in my tits with the smell of my sweat and the rubber combined. Today you're going to jerk for my shiny latex ass. You're such a slut for rubber.

I know some of you put me in the MILF corner of your brain. With my curvy body big tits, and winning smile, why wouldn't you? I think you're sorely mistaken on the kind of "mommy" I would be though. I wouldn't be the mommy trying to walk you through your sexuality. I wouldn't be attracted to you. If you got a boner in my presence I would be disgusted and probably a little violent. You wouldn't get to sass off to me only for me to jerk you off later. Not gonna happen. Not ever. If you were my son, you'd be in some deep shit. With your porn addiction and your inappropriate advances at your mother figure, you'd be locked in your room forever. I'd punish and humiliate you until a halfway decent person walked out of that room.

Oh today my slave is shaking. I've grown bored of throwing him in chastity and all of the long term methods of destruction I've used on him. Today is going to be instant gratification for me. You see, I've got my expensive Loubotins on. Their spiky heels make any man's balls shrivel back into him. My slave's balls can't do that. I've got them locked in my little trample table, unable to escape. I can stand on my table and press the ends of my sharp heels directly into his cock and balls. I can hear his little moans of pain as I trap the head of his cock between my heels and the board. I'm in for a real treat today. I'm going to show him what a thousand dollars' worth of pain feels like.

My loyal familiars have brought me a new tasty snack today. They've bound and gagged you like a trussed up pig waiting for the feast. I've been very hungry as of late. My time up here in your world has been a smorgasbord of tasty human treats and I've wasted no time devouring as many as I can. Tonight you will be my meal. But before I ever consume your flesh, I'm going to rip that fragile thing you call a soul away from you and that will be my appetizer. My body will put you in such a state of immense arousal that I'll even use you for pleasure as I consume you. I can see you're hard already. Lust makes you that much sweeter. Don't be afraid mortal. Fear spoils the meat.

Collars are not just a thing to be given out without thought. A collar is a specialty item, indicating your ownership over a piece of property. To well and truly wear a collar with pride, it must be earned. Now I know earning one online is very different than earning one in person. I can't tan your flesh and mold it to my liking with my bare hands. I have to mold your mind. I know that you want my collar, but it's not enough just to want it. You must surrender your entire body and mind to me. You ass, your cock, you mouth, everything are all mine to do with as I instruct. What you do in your normal life is of no consequence to me. But when you're watching your videos you must follow each instruction to the letter. I will not tolerate cutting corners or shirking instructions you don't like. This is the only way to earn my collar. How nice would that leather feel pressed against your neck?

I have something new to share with you, slave. I don't know if I've mentioned my new boyfriend to you yet, but today you're going to meet him. He's strong, masculine, and handsome- basically everything you're not. There are few men in this world that can attempt to match me in both looks and intelligence, but he comes pretty close. He's a true alpha. SO I've decided that all of my slaves are going to become his slaves. Yes I'll allow him to do whatever he'd like with you. He'll fuck your ass if it pleases him. You'll suck his cock if it pleases him. He and I are one now which means you belong to both of us. He's such a rarity in that he can also match my level of sadism too. He has a thing for the paddle. He'll make you sorry if you ever doubt his ownership. Come now. It's time to meet your new Master.

What's this? A precious little mortal has made his way down into my crypt. He claims to have been searching for my mind for a long time. He says he wished to do experiments with me, but I can see from the way his eyes are wandering and his cock is hardening that it's much more than that. It doesn't take much to pull him under my power and within seconds this "man of science" will be my new plaything. Being an immortal creature, I'm easily bored here in my crypt. I've decided to extract everything from him. First I will take his willpower, then his cum, and finally his immortal soul. This curious mortal will be one more thrall in my crypt. He will feed me with the liquid in his veins. If he's lucky, maybe I'll even let him satisfy me with his cock. Being down here for centuries is just dreadfully boring. After he has cum for me, he'll perish for me.