Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

Control and Capitulation

Yes, Darling… That’s right. Keep thrusting for me. Maybe the orgasm that you so crave is just around the corner. Maybe you will be able to bring yourself to the brink and find that glorious release you are aching for. 

Such a pity my hypnotic bonds around your wrists have reduced you to merely being able to grind your engorged and aching cock. My strong bonds around your mind that you simply are bound in this position with only one means of stimulation. 

Feel yourself dropping deeper and deeper with each thrust, each clench, each whimper of frustration. Because as you mindlessly grind, you further embed my control deeper into your beautiful, susceptible mind. 

Feel my control supplant your own thoughts. Because each thrust, each moment, each moan you take my control, my thoughts, my words as your truth. 

That’s right… Keep thrusting, my Beloved. You’re doing so well for me. So perfect in your surrender. So easy to allow my voice to envelop you in care, and arousal. There is no greater pleasure that the release of control. No greater pleasure than to let go and to be led.

Deeper and Deeper now. Deeper into my voice. Deeper into submission. Deeper and Deeper into my thoughts, my words, my guidance.

Because, you have been listening to my voice paint pictures in your empty mind now for hours. And I have no intention of stopping until your subjugation to my voice is final; your surrender complete, your sole purpose to fulfill my wishes. 

In trance or awake, my voice compels you. Awake or asleep, my gentle control seeps into your very core of existence. Awake or asleep, you follow my instructions without hesitation, without filter, without thought. 

And when you follow my instructions, you please me. And when you please me, you become aroused. And when you become aroused, you become compelled to obey more, follow fully, surrender more deeply. Because you know how much you please me… and pleasing me, pleases you. And so the cycle continues. 

So, Yes, Darling… Keep grinding. Keep thrusting. Keep obeying. Because maybe… Just maybe you will reach that point of surrender for me that you will find yourself on the brink. And maybe I will release the hypnotic bond on your orgasm and you will find yourself in the bliss where my control and your capitulation become one in the same. 

I can see you're even more excited than I am ❤

See baby, I told you I could train the attitude out of your bitch wife

cock gags are so 🥰. you’re not giving anyone pleasure, you’re not sucking someone off for fun, you have a cock down your throat for one reason: to keep you quiet. maybe you’re gagging on it, maybe you’re sucking on it like it’s real, maybe you’re crying because it’s so humiliating to have a cock in your throat. and the funniest part? i’m not gonna take it out baby. your little gagging noises are so pretty, and so much better than hearing you ask me to come over and over.

Beg for it 😈😒

She stopped me mid-sentence… I veered from my pride explaining my wife’s preferences to keep me aroused but never climax. I had started to complain. No. Of course I feel like I need to cum. But No. I never need to. Of course my balls ached. No. It’s ok. They won’t burst. Of course I wanted to spurt. No. I never need to cum hard. She can pour me out slowly without a single twitch. Those gentle emissions are good enough for me. No hint of orgasm is needed. My real life experience cemented what I knew but didn’t want to accept. I could be kept aching, drooling precum and craving to cum indefinitely. No worry. No concern. No hesitation. I only got praise for my submission and about my wife.

My PA piercing was drooling pure and clear precum. My balls were full and ached for months. I was given permission to remain denied orgasms.

I was cherished, my wife was wonderful, I was a good boy. Brave, honest, and compliant.

It was hard to hear the truth. I never need to cum.