Slipping Into Submission, a Story of Sexual Control (Part 1) #6132

** From the desk of Kelli Kanyon as she sees it!

"I want you totally humiliated and begging like a bitch at my feet. Not just now, no… you'll tell yourself you'll never, ever do this again. But after the pain of your shame eases, you'll think of me again and want it so badly you'll do anything in the world to get this feeling again. Don't bother asking me why I do it, that reason is very simple…" she whispered to him, "It excites me…". At the time he'd been bound and bent over, his mouth wet from the blowjob he'd given her strap on cock. She'd coaxed him to give up everything he thought he knew of being a male. Emasculated so throughly by her laughter and wicked toys, he'd indeed begged her for more. Going home sore and raw from her strapon cock, he indeed swore he'd never submit himself again. But he felt like his eyes had been opened to a whole new world. Since his submission he found he wanted the strong women he met to guide him. In the face of every powerful woman he met, he saw her. And that was only the beginning. Her special brand of humiliation and degradation had left him suffering, but aching for more. At night when he tried to sleep, she haunted his dreams. He could feel her beside him taunting him with her sensual, mocking laughter. "This will only hurt for a second…" his dream Mistress told him. He could feel the sharp bite of her nails into his nipples. After all the frantic tossing and turning, he understood what he needed, what he was and what he had to do. Even after she'd subjected him to that first forced fucking, he'd crawled back for more… just like she told him he would. Her desires would not be denied, he knew this. As much as he dreaded the raw ache she created inside his mind and upon his body, he craved it like an addict. Insatiable and insistent, she allowed him no choice but to explore his submission with her guidance. Of course his orgasms must be limited, she'd told him. He must be kept at the precipice by tease and denial games she devised. He tried to win the right, but her ever-changing rules kept him from understanding what he must do to earn it. His blueballs grew and throbbed and she laughed at his frustration. She enjoyed his burning, denied need for release. When he almost came from a single touch one night she told him… "You're ready now…". Part 2 coming soon…

*** This was from Kelli Kanyon or one of her anal slaves.