Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

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Nameless, faceless bound boy at the fetish party. He could be your neighbor or from another town. It doesn’t matter to her because for the next hour he’s her property.

How to manipulate men to become obsessed with you -

Toxic psychology edition with tangible steps #1

First of all try to identify your targets attachment style early on; this will give you a simple shortcut to his triggers and wounds to be used against him.

Easiest way to initially attract them is being bubbly, sunny and open - this demonstrates warmth and vulnerability which will allow them to lower their guard and allow you to observe personal information easily while he will associate happiness with you because it's contagious.

Listen very closely to what his values are and what he's looking for in life in general - this will allow you to morph into taylored dream girl of his fantasies (he won't listen to yours so just be ambiguous, it's your body language he remembers)

Ask who his favorite actor is. 95% of the time they will name an actress which can tell a lot about their preferences about female aesthetics, if you additionally ask what his favorite work by her is you'll have a movie where he finds her most attractive which will tell you potentially a lot about him, but what's most important is that he will respond positively when seeing similarities in you due to emotion driven association.

He's also likely to drop hints consciously or subconsciously of what type of women he prefers in general, never ask, just observe and implement.

Now is your time to neurohack him by attacking his conditioning, dreams and wounds. Patch up scenarios of his future dreams and insert you in there. Talk to him subtly about them in lighthearted manner. Planting these little images of potential future will grow and bloom in his subconsciousness like a seed. Make sure it's stuff he's really already dreamt of and not just told you to love bomb you.

Now start intermittent reinforcement. Be charming and excited, make what he talks about look like the most interesting, funny and important thing while smiling and laughing like you're in love with life. Then ghost out of nowhere right after good times or middle of a good texting conversation. He will be obsessively thinking what he's done wrong and the more he starts analyzing you the more space you have in his head and more neural pathways will be created around you.

Be a little ambiguous and mysterious about why you ghosted/went cold, preferably make up something completely absurd about him to make him question his own sanity but once you come back after a day or few make sure to be as sunny and dreamy as before, repeat this and you will successfully lock him in a dopamine-adrenaline loop where you will become his source of happy chemicals. When you're not there his stress hormones spike and he's ready to do anything to get his fix of you to make everything better again. Congratulations, you now have him under notable power & you can ask him for what you want and hurt his self esteem by gaslighting him into behaving correct to avoid the painful punishment cycle you've lured him into and he will want to please you.

Know that he will try to manipulate you as well and nothing he says can be taken as truth, instead when you recognize the manipulation play along with it to make him think he has some control over you with his little tricks - when these suddenly lose their power because you were simply acting he will lose peace from the stability he thought he had and be more desperate for you.

Lastly do not act like you're super interested in him, simply be energetic & charismatic and acknowledge him. Only show personal care towards him when he opens up about something vulnerable. He will need to feel like you're not necessarily available or into him. Don't tell too much about yourself, let his imagination fill the gaps with romanticized fantasies. Leave him confused to occupy his brain.

Happy hunting babes ♡

She’d simply shook her head and laughed softly when she’d read his message that night on Tumblr as they chatted.

“Just once I’d love to know what it’s like to be teased by a woman. I mean, really teased…. you know, to the point where I can’t take it for another minute?”

How adorable……….

Not wanting to frighten him off she innocently played along, showing interest in his fantasy. “Hmm, that does sound kinda sexy. I bet that would be fun to try to do with a guy sometime.”

And with that, the hook was set.

For months they bantered back and forth, sharing fantasies… well, to be fair, it was mostly him. Expertly, with each passing week she drew a little more… and a little more… out of him.

His weaknesses. His fetishes. His vulnerabilities. Those hidden secrets of what drove him mad and made him ache with need. Information poured from him as if he’d longed for years to confess these secrets to someone. Someone who cared. Someone who was interested in them.

Perfect.

Eventually, she was ready. She had everything she needed. It was time to bring this man’s fantasy to life in a way that even his wildest imagination could not have possibly prepared him for.

The invitation was made, her offer sweet and simple. 48 hours in a hotel room. Her rules. All he needed to do was accept, agree to her terms and she promised to do her absolute best to bring his fantasy to life.

When he could barely return her message and agree quickly enough she smiled, sympathetically chuckling to herself, “Oh sweetheart, you poor thing…. you really have no idea…..”

As it turns out, there was one little aspect about herself she’d not yet shared with him. One obsessive kink of her own that she thought she’d keep to herself until he’d fallen in to her trap and was at her mercy. When it was too late for him to change his mind.

And that was…. that she was an insatiable, wicked, merciless cocktease.

Not the sort that simply made a man wait a little longer than normal before she’d let him cum. Not the sort that was content with hearing him beg for his orgasm. Not even the sort who would edge a man for hours before allowing him to explode in pleasure.

No, no… she was the sort who craved the sights and sounds of a man who was suffering exquisitely from an overload of sensual pleasure….. pleasure that was coupled with an unbearable amount of sexual frustration.

She would play a man’s body beautifully… masterfully…. ravishing helpless male flesh with sensual pleasures that made his mind reel and his body quiver.

But, her kink, her obsession… was to make his pleasure inescapable… to offer no release valve from it… to make it build far beyond the limits of what the male body was designed to withstand.

To watch him crumble and break from how impossibly aroused she’d made him… from how completely desperate he was for her.

Now, not quite four hours in to their adventure she had her Tumblr admirer’s wrists bound securely to the headboard, his senses reeling from the scent and heat of her dripping folds hovering above him. Already though, his pleas were becoming more desperate, his aching need for release more agonizing.

And, already she’d brought him near the edge of cumming more times than he’d ever experienced before in his life. Slowly but surely, she was reducing him to her own helpless, aching cum factory…. his balls becoming heavier, fuller, achier by the minute… his cock being being transformed into a mass of feverish, steely hardness that was utterly desperate for release.

But as his orgasm approached yet again her soft, skilled, cruel hand clamped down firmly around the base of his shaft, her own insurance policy of sorts…. just in case… to guarantee that the chance of even an accidental orgasm was hopeless. No, she was far too methodical… far too patient… far too skilled to risk a mistake like that.

She smiled when she heard a shaky male voice plead, “Ok, ok…. now…. please now…. y-you’ve done it.. I can’t… I can’t take any more…. please, please make me cum now??…..”

“Oh honey, don’t be silly,” she murmured. “I haven’t even started teasing you yet… I’m still just getting you warmed up sweetie. We’ve not yet played for even four hours….. you’ve got forty-four more to go.”

His anguished whimper provoked a purr of pure female lust from her. Her fingertips gently cradled his balls as if weighing them.

“We’ve barely started with these baby,” she said calmly, almost sweetly. “Wait til you feel how much fuller I can get them… how much heavier I can make them…. has a girl ever made them so full for you that it feels like you can feel the ache in every…. inch… of your body?”

At the first faint sound of his next plea she laughed softly, lowering her thighs just enough to silence him with the softness of her pussy that was ready to enjoy yet another orgasm.

“Shhhh, no talking sweetie…. just licking….”

She purred throatily at the feel of his tongue going back to work, her hand resuming coaxing him gently back toward the edge, just close enough where her firm grip would guarantee his denial once more…. forcing yet even more freshly made cum to recede helplessly back down in to his balls, making them just a bit fuller.

With lust written all over her face she purred, “Just relax baby, I’ll know when you can’t take any more…. I’ll be able to tell when we’ve got your balls so full you can’t even think, let alone beg….”

A wicked grin crossed her face as she softly added, “….. and that, is when your warm-up will come to an end baby…. and that is when I can start to give your poor, helpless cock the teasing that you’ve always fantasized about…..”

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