Sinker

nospam@example.com (A devoted slave) — Tue, 07 Nov 2006 17:39:32 -0500

"Sinker"

Her lovely hypnotic voice echoed through out the stair well as I descended deeper and deeper, and deeper down.

"Sinker"

Her voice became louder and louder as I descended through the fog. I could not see where I was going. Only knowing I was getting closer and closer with each step.

"Sinker"

I finally reached the bottom and the fog began to clear. I found myself in a large round room with red carpet and dark paneled walls, or I should say, wall. There were doors all around the room with dim candle lights between each door and each door had number on it. Each number represented a year in my life. Standing in the middle of the room under the glass chandelier, was Mz Dominica. She looked incredibly beautiful in her leather bikini and thigh high leather boots. I moved closer to her only my feet were not moving, in fact they were not even touch the ground. I floated towards her staring into her lovely green eyes I had no control over my body what so ever. She had taken complete control of me.

As I reached the center of the room where she was standing. My feet curled behind me as I gently landed on my knees.

"Do you know where you are?" Her soft sweet voice began to speak to me.

" This is your room of secrets. This is where you tuck away all your fetishes and fantasies that you want no one else to know. Now I have the key." She said and then let out a wicked laugh.

"Do you see what I have here in my hand victor? It's a bottle of my favorite lotion. I know the effect that lotion has on you. It drives you crazy sometimes; it has all your life. Whenever you see a woman putting lotion on her hands... her legs... her body... it makes you very submissive to her. The smell, the sight of her rubbing it in to her skin, a woman could have her way with you knowing this little secret."

She took her hand and put it on my face and told me to take a deep breath. Shivers ran down my spine as I took a deep breath of the intoxicating scent of her lotion.

" It makes you so weak and submissive doesn't it? I bet you want to know what it is. Maybe, just maybe, if you're lucky, I'll tell you sometime. Just hearing my sexy voice say, lotion, make you weak and submissive. Lotion... Lotion... Lotion... Sinker... Taking you deeper and deeper, and deeper down."

She walked over to the first door numbered 1977 and turned and said, "Let's see what you have in here."

She opened the door and said,

"Look what we have here... It's Cat Woman from the old TV show batman. You are nine years old and running home from school so you won't miss batman because today's episode features Cat Woman. She is the first Woman of your sexual fantasies. You dream about her kidnapping you and making you her slave. This is long before you know what sex and S&M is all about. Something about her dressed in that clad leather outfit makes you fantasize about her. You have a fascination with leather, especially black leather. The way it smells... the way it feels... the way it affects your sexuality. There is nothing sexier to you then a woman dressed in leather. Leather gloves, oh how you love leather gloves. I guess that is why every girlfriend you had got a pair of leather gloves for Christmas or just as a gift of submission. You have quite of an obsession with leather"

She closed the door and walked to the door numbered 1980 and opened it.

"Dianne" she said, "The first girl you had a crush on. She is very pretty, you remember Dianne don't you? You were mean to her at times because it was so unacceptable for one of the guys to be nice to a girl. Your male friends would have thought you were a wimp and weak if you were nice to a girl. But she made you think twice didn't she? That day after school at a friend's house. You played a little rough with her and she taught you a lesson didn't she? Pushing her in that pile of leaves wasn't a good idea. I think you realized that when her foot accidentally came up and caught you between the legs. With stars and leaves spinning around your head as you dropped to your knees and fell at her feet. You tried to act tough as if it didn't hurt, but it did. And deep down inside you enjoyed it. You enjoyed the fact that little Dianne took you down so easily. You wanted so much to curl up at her feet and be submissive but as a boy you had to live up to that mentality and show you were angry instead of thankful.

Since then you have always had a fascination with seeing women kick men in the balls. A dominant move huh, A Woman taking total advantage of a man's weakness. It turns you on."

She closed the door and moved on to door number 1985.

"This one is locked pretty tight", she said.

"I'll just use a little bit of my magic lotion", she said just before opening the door with ease.

"victor, I see you had quite a fascination with Women who wear pantyhose. Something about a woman wearing pantyhose really turns you on. What's this? I see you sneaking into your sister bedroom and taking a pair of her pantyhose and running back to your room and locking the door behind you. You're such a naughty, naughty boy. Your fascination with pantyhose has led you to do a little experiment. As you pull the pantyhose over your waste you begin to feel the wonderful sensation. Your legs wrapped in nylon. The silky sheer sensation of control top pantyhose overwhelms you and makes you feel feminine. Oh that feminine feeling, you feel like a girl as you slide around on your bed as you experience the pantyhose effect. That silky nylon between your legs, the breeze from the window, The sheets, The wind, Oh that feminine feeling, Oh! Oh! Oh!!!

What's this? victor, you have just ejaculated all over yourself. How embarrassing. You take off the pantyhose and stuff them deep in the trash. And try to cleanse yourself by locking this experience deep within this door for no one to find out... But Me..." She says with a wicked grin as she closes the door. She walked over to last door, the biggest door marked 2001 It was even locked tighter than the last. She used her magic lotion and the door once again opened with ease. She looked inside, and then said,

"Look what we have here... victor's imaginary man... Forget the blow up doll in the closet; victor has a flesh and blood man. My, My, victor, he is twice your size. With the exception of the hair on his head, he is totally hairless. Nice soft muscular tan skin, and dressed in black leather no less. Leather boots, leather chaps that leave him quite open for you, and of coarse leather gloves. He is the husband of some of the women you fantasize about. The women use him to punish you, rape you, and humiliate you. I feel the cold scary feeling in you victor. You're scared that I might bring him out of the closet and dominate you for my pleasure. Manhandle you... slap you around... bend you over like his little bitch. It's a dark scary feeling yet it excites you.

Do you want to know what I have in store for you Now that I know your dark little secrets? I may give you permission to call me for a phone session once you have completed your Capture sessions. I know how bad you want it."

"Sinker"

"you will log onto my website and log onto your paypal account. From there you will send Me $100 for coming here. This does not count for a prepayment on a phone call. It is a gift. Plus it will pay for my time reading this dream that you will send me in a e-mail. In return you will get the wonderful feeling of knowing you're doing something good for you Mistress.

I will let you know if there are any further instructions"

She then sent me back floating up the stair well to my world of bliss.

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