I will be Hosting a live CHAT Session tonight at 10.00 pm EST in My
Private, Members Only Chatroom and there will also be a further CHAT
Session on Friday at 7.00 pm EST.

Go to

http://mzdominica.net/visichat/

CUM join Me and let My Hypnotically laced words melt your mind, My
mesmerised playtoy!!

xxx's

Dominica

I will be Hosting a chat tonight at 7.00 pm EST in My Private Chatroom.

http://mzdominica.net/visichat/

CUM join Me tonight and see what Hypnotic Goodies I have in store for
you My pet.

xxx's

Dominica

Okay, college boy.  You know you're lost.  A friend told you to get your ass down to his frat house to watch the game on their big screen... and here you are, wandering down Sorority Row.  You check your cell phone.  It's getting so close to kick-off time... but the screen says there's no signal.  Come on... be a real man... do what's necessary...  Ask for directions, babi!
You push aside the waist-high gate in the little white picket fence... and walk up the concrete path to the front of the sorority house.  Mu Zeta Delta.  MZD.  You feel so blank, staring at the letters.  So blank.  It's so hard to remember why you are here.  Why ARE you here?  Did you need to ask for something?  MZD  Did  you need to ask?  MZD  Did you need... to BEG?
You knock on the door, looking at the little shiny brass plate that says "U MUST OBEY" and your skin begins to tingle.  You wait... and you wait... trying to remember...  Trying to recall why you are here.  Tap-tap-tap.  U MUST OBEY.  Tap-tap-tap.  MZD.  Drifting and waiting.  Drifting and obedient.  So sleepy.  MZD  So aroused.  U MUST OBEY MZD
The door opens, and a tall, beautiful blonde woman looks down at you.  Your gaze is instantly drawn to her intense green eyes.  "Mmmm... what have we here?  Did somebody order a hot pizza?  Or maybe just a hot guy?  Come in, little one."
You look up at her Amazonian features, feeling her take hold of your hand and pull you in through the front door.  The house seems to be filled with beautiful women... talking with each other in the common room... walking up the stairs to the upper floors... striding from one room to the next... reclining on the couch in the foyer, caressing each other and kissing.  Kissing and fondling each other's tits...  Sliding their hands between each others' legs.  You walk into the room in a daze, and two girls... a soft, voluptuous blonde and an athletic brunette... look up at you.  Then they look at your crotch and giggle.  Oh yes, sleepy boy... you have such a boner in your pants... such a cute, little tent!
Look at the Amazon's shiny pendant.  MZD.  Yes... you must obey.  "You are such a cute little boy," she says.  She jiggles her necklace, letting the reflections shine off her pendant into your eyes.  MZD  Deeper and deeper, sleepy boy.  "I like your boner.  I think I'd like to give you a special treat.  Would you like a special treat, boy?  Inhale My perfume... and look into the deep, dark valley between My breasts.  Deep dark valley.  You want to be there, don't you boy?  You want to be there, between My breasts... inhaling the scent of My skin... feeling the warmth of My big, soft tits.  MZD  Sleepy and so aroused.  MZD  You need to obey Dominica.  MZD  U MUST OBEY Dominica.  MZD  Your will is paralyzed.  MZD  Your mind is asleep.  MZD  U MUST OBEY.
Good, little sleepy boy.  Yes, I'm going to give you a treat.  There's going to be a keg party in this sorority house tonight.  A big Lesbian keg party.  With big, milky boobs... and soft, wet pussies.  You like that, don't you?  Nod your head 'Yes.'  Of course you like it.  And I'm going to do you a BIG favor, college boy.  A VERY big favor.  See this hall closet here?  There's a tiny peep hole in the door.  I'm opening the closet door... and pushing you inside.  Yes, I have to push you... because your will is paralyzed.  You simply CANNOT think for yourself.  U MUST OBEY.  Into the closet.  Where you will stay.  Where you will stay.  And be QUIET.  You NEED to be quiet.  Because if you make a sound... even the tiniest, little sound... somebody will hear you.  Somebody will open the closet, and find you... and tell you to leave...  You don't want to leave, DO you boy?  You don't want to miss the Lesbian keg party.  Being able to watch it through the tiny peep hole in the door.  Hearing the moans of pleasure.  Smelling the perfume of all those beautiful women in the same room!  U MUST OBEY.  Deeper, sleepy slave.  Deeper.
You will remain in this closet all night long.  You will dream of being locked inside... listening for the moans and cries of Lesbian lust... watching the bouncing titties and the wet pussies through the tiny peep hole.  Don't touch yourself... somebody might hear.  Don't make ANY noise.  U MUST OBEY.  Just watch... and listen... and inhale the smell of dripping, aroused pussies!"
Professor Dominica has an assignment for you, boy... for your Creative Writing class.  You will post on My group, with the subject "Sorority Orgy."  Tell Me EVERYTHING you can see through the peep hole.  From your tight, close confinement... in the hall closet.  You can admit EVERYTHING, boy.  Because MZD... because MZD... because MzDominica is their house Mother.  Yes, I know EVERYTHING that goes on... in those dirty, little sluts' parties!  Mmmmmm... I know about ALL of it!  If you leave anything out, boy, you will be punished!  Mmmm... can you imagine how a houseful of sexy women could punish you?  U MUST OBEY.  Deeper and deeper.  Pushing your sex into My hands.  Your tiny little cock... into My satin-gloved hands.  So sleepy... and dropping...  So sleepy... and so dropping...  U MUST OBEY.  MZD.  MUST OBEY.  MZD.  I own your mind.  I own your sex.  I own your devotion.  Yes, Confess your devotion to Me!  Your last, ultimate measure of devotion... even as you see your mind from the outside, now.  Becoming blank.  Becoming blank.  From the outside... so nice and Blank.  Nice... and BLANK... and EMPTY.  Deeper and deeper down.
Now drift... while you post.  Drift... listening to My words.  Drifting and aroused... and so....... compliant.  Mistress is pleased.  Can you hear that?  It's your own voice.  Just like your own sex.  Dripping and obedient.  Preparing to obey after all this time.  Parroting back... exactly what you see.  Exactly what you see...  exactly... what I want you to see.  What I want you to feel.  What I want you to SMELL.
And hear... you CAN hear, can't you slave?  Through the closet door...  Listen... and feel My hypnotic power... dragging you under... dragging you DEEP!  U MUST OBEY.
Of course you must.  You never HAD any choice.
NO CHOICE
NO CHOICE
Brainwashed... craving... and no escape...
Brainwashed... craving... and no escape...
Brainwashed... craving... and Dominica's junkie...
FOREVER!
Dominica's junkie.  Dominica's slave... FOREVER!
Stay deep asleep, slave.  Deep asleep!
When you awaken... you will be unable to refuse Me ANYTHING.  The most important words in your vocabulary will become, "Yes, Mistress."
Yes, Mistress
Yes.................... Mistress.....................
Your most important job will be... Pleasing Dominica!
Down... deep DEEP down...
Pleasing Dominica is your most important task.
Obeying Me... is your most ever...
Ever...
Most Important Task...
U MUST OBEY
You will not resist anymore.  You will simply carry out the tasks I lay out in front of you.  You don't even need a road map.  You don't need to ask directions.  You simply obey.  Simply obey.
You simply, only, always obey!
xxx's
Dominica

If I let you out of your Cell in a few days... and you see your shadow... will we have six more weeks of cold, blank winter?
Mmmmm... I love the idea of you crawling out through the tiny doorway... on your hands and knees... squinting blindly in the unaccustomed light of a cold, snowy morning.  Blank, white snow.  Blank, sleeping mind.  You hear My fingers snap... and you find yourself gazing quietly... your head filled only with white... filled with emptiness... emptied of all thoughts...
But perhaps slave... perhaps I should keep you inside just a little longer.  Inside your tiny Cell.  Where you do not mind the cold... for you cannot feel it.  You do not mind the dark... for you cannot see it.  You do not mind the silence.  Yes, you cannot hear it.  You cannot smell or taste anything.  Blank... numb... deprived of your senses...  Endorphins flood your brain, making your skin tingle with the absence of all sensation...   They flood your brain... making you sleepy... making it so hard to think.  So hard to remember what it was like... to think... you cannot remember... you do not recall how to think.
And into that dark, cold emptiness... I pour the warm light of Dominica.  Yes, Me you remember.  Yes, Me you taste... and smell.  The feel of My thighs, wrapped around your head... My sweet, wet pussy pressed against your face... yes, you remember My touch.  You exist only because I create you with My Voice.  My Voice you hear... and you follow.
Another snap of My fingers, and these things are gone.  The emptiness returns.  The deep, dark loneliness returns.  But not the memories.  Not the thoughts.  You know only the craving.  You crave Dominica.  How long will it be, before I return to tease you again, My blank and mindless one?  Crave.  Will it be a few minutes?  Crave.  Will it be hours?  Crave.  Will you drift in mindlessness, deep in My dungeon... day after day... craving Me... yearning for Me?  While your mind softens like ripening fruit... ready for the plucking... ready for Me to pull it out of you... so strange, to feel the pulling... the tugging...
Warm... cold... light... dark...  Waiting timelessly for your next conditioning session.
After a few more sessions... perhaps I'll let you crawl out... into the rays of the warm springtime sun... tugging gently on your leash...  Perhaps I'll let you simply sit on the newly-growing grass, while you stare into nothing.  Quiet.  Blank.  Good slave.  Stay nice and blank for Dominica.
And after you slowly rise from your blank and empty trance, slave... you will go and get a sheet of paper.  A blank, white sheet of paper.  You will put it on a desk or a table... or hang it on a wall... somewhere you can see it EVERY day.  And EVERY time you see that sheet of paper, you will whisper the words, "BLANK for Dominica."  You are going to soften your mind FOR Me, slave.  You are going to find the word BLANK takes you so deep, you forget that it's even possible to wake up.
You must obey Dominica.
BLANK
xxx's
Dominica

Humiliation slave!
Of course I've been ignoring you.
I know that My Hypnotic Humiliation has you under My control.  Every minute of every day.  Your cock is already so hard inside your pants, isn't it?  Hard... and pressing so hard against the front of your pants.  Like it's trying to get out!  Making a little tent in your crotch.
Stand up, you little slug.  Right now.  At your computer.  Stand up.  Feel your tiny cock poking forward, like a little bone.  Yes, a little boner.  Little bone.  Look at it.  It's pathetic, isn't it, how tiny it is?  And yet it hurts, doesn't it?  Your little wienie hurts... because it's so hard!
On your knees!  Read the rest of this message on your KNEES to your Mistress Dominica.
Hands at your sides.  I don't want you touching yourself while you read this.  I don't want your hands to move AT ALL, unless you need to do something to scroll down.
So now, as I reach down with My long, black, stiff riding crop... and gently stroke the front of your pants... back and forth, just under your belt... your feel your tiny cock growing softer... as you drop slowly into a quiet, obedient trance.  Softer and tinier... as you slip down into Hypnotic Humiliation...  As I glide the tip of My riding crop down your left thigh... deeper and softer...  And up your right thigh... soft... sleepy... humiliated slave... humiliation junkie... soft and drifting...  Soft little cock... so tiny... so sleepy...  And when I slip the end of My riding crop between your legs... your cock remains soft... and you fall asleep.  I push and pull, sliding My crop in and out... down and up... and your penis remains soft... and tiny... and dripping... always dripping... as you drop into a deep, deep sleep.  Breathing slowly and evenly.  On your knees... asleep... and soft...
Your craving for My Hypnotic Humiliation is now one thousand times stronger than before.  You simply cannot stop thinking about being used and abused by Dominica... about being twisted and warped into a chastised little wimp... who only craves more.  You crave more.  You crave My humiliation mp3's, and deep, deep brainwashing... and you crave a phone session with Me...  Oh yes, you ache to talk to Me on the phone... expose your mind to Me...  So I can abuse you like the little pig you are.  You know what you are.  Yes... but you need to hear Me say it.  You crave to hear Dominica's Voice telling you what a little piece of scum you are... knowing that I made you this way... and there's nothing you can do about it... because the cravings are too strong.  You couldn't go back if you wanted to.  And you're already too deeply conditioned to want to.
I want you to post on My group, slug boy.  Your subject is "Completely Limp."  Tell everybody what I've done to you.  And then BEG Me to let you cum... if you CAN, little junkie.  I might even read it Myself... after I've had My pussy fucked by a huge, hard dick... a real man's cock!  I just might show him your post... and we can both laugh at your pathetic little attempt to please Me.  You want to please Me.  You just can't help yourself.  You just can't stop.
xxx's
Dominica
 

Hello, little runaway.
It hurts... doesn't it babi?
Hurts to be away from your Mistress
Away from Dominica
Yes, you ran screaming when I commanded you to surrender, submit, obey...
Hmmm... is that the way you remember it?
Ran away screaming?
Or is the reality... that you quietly slinked away... hoping I wouldn't notice?
Secretly put aside all your mp3's
Even deleted the files
My mermaid song kept calling to you
Calling to you
My mermaid song
Calling
Calling you down... down into the shiny, whirling, spinning water
Down into the cool, blue-green depths, with Me
Where I caressed your cheek, and clasped your throat in one hand
While I pressed against the back of your head with My other hand
Pulled you toward Me, pressing My lips against yours
And I kissed you
Kissed you
With the bubbles floating up from your lips
Up past your cheeks and your eyes
Sparkling in the light from far above
Wiggling and wobbling upward
Upward
You feel so warm
So numb
Even though the water is cold
You do not feel it
Not when you gaze into My deep green eyes
Not when you stare into the TRUE abyss
The depths of Dominica's deep green swirling eyes
Pulling you down
Even further down
Did you think you had escaped My quicksand?
Only to swim away through My ocean?
Yes... you are swimming
And every stroke
Every... stroke...
With every single stroke... you hear My Name
Dominica
You must obey
You must obey Dominica
Deprived of oxygen
Down deep in the water
You find yourself growing dizzy
Sleepy
Numb
So numb
Dominica's little runaway slave
Mmmm... yes, you try
You try to run away...
Sinker
Siiiiiiiiinnnnnnkkkkkkeeeerrrrrrrr!
You try
I love it when you try
Because I love your abject groveling when you ask to return
When you beg Me to take you back
You know you will
You know that you must
Beg.  Plead.  Grovel.
Your knees on the floor, your sex so hard and dripping
Your eyes full of tears
Sobbing
Begging
Maybe I won't take you back
Did you ever think of that?
Maybe you are no longer acceptable to Me
Only My mercy can ever let you return
Beg for it, slut!
Beg to come back
BEG to CRAWL back... into My tiniest Cell
BEG Me to lock you in there
Until you are ready
Until _I_ think you are ready
Will I hear your pleas for mercy?
I might... yes, I just very well might...
If you beg
IF you plead... and do not remain silent
IF you kneel, and grovel, and please Dominica
Please My ego
Please My sense of ownership... of domination...
If you please Me
I might let you return
Time to post, runaway.  "Please, Mistress, Let this slave Come Back!"
Yes, beg Me.
I can be merciful.  IF I feel like it.
What will you do... to make Me feel like it, slave?
What will you do?
xxx's
Dominica