As I Imagine It
I'm sitting alone in the hotel bar. Nothing has been arranged. I have no idea what is to happen. This is all terra incognito. I don't know what to expect, but my role is to be docile, passive and open. At the appointed time you enter, sweeping the nearly empty tables with your gaze. There, on the table near the back, is your target. A yellow baseball hat.
The game is on. It's your move. You might sit down, introduce yourself, and chat. You might glance at your quarry, then turn and leave, electing to hunt elsewhere. Else, you might just reach into the baseball cap and remove the room key. An attached note specifies the room number. Key in hand, before you leave, you might drop a note of your own into the hat before you disappear to make preparations.
When the time is right, I pay my bar bill and head up to the room. Having dressed as I had been instructed, I can feel the delicious swish of my lingerie under my boi clothes as I stroll the hallway. I nervously take a last look at my phone, checking for late-breaking e-mail instructions. Then my key is in the lock.
When I entered the room you were lounging comfortably in an arm chair, clearly emphasizing your teasing movements to ensure that I noticed your sexy outfit. Then you snapped your fingers and pointed at the floor beside you.
Within seconds I'm kneeling on the floor. You ask questions. I reply. You rise, and I hear your voice as you pace around me in your heels, studying me. I have no choices left to make.
Once I've been gently coerced into lingerie, stockings, heels and accessories to your satisfaction, you return me to kneeling again in front of you. Hands behind my back, unmoving, my eyes fixed now on a monitor. You recline again in the arm chair, gently stroking my clittie with your stocking feet. I'm not permitted to move, think or resist. Admittedly aroused by your growing power over me, you glance down at your prey, then at your leisure you press Play:
Pick one...
https://xhamster.com/videos/sissy-maker-pmv-xh9leNh
https://sissyhypno.com/video/why-not-be-a-doll-by-tomtame-16459388.html
or maybe
https://xhamster.com/videos/hypnotic-control-xhWxfis
The videos were powerful indeed. One of two things will happen:
1. After watching the video images capture my gaze, you couldn't resist watching what had me so entranced. Erotic images began dancing through our imaginations. Arousal grows. From your seat you can watch my eyes turn glassy, empty. I can't see you from the floor, so I couldn't watch your expression soften, leaving you laying heavily in the chair, mind churning emptily on its own carefully-stoked erotic fires, staring blankly, hungrily into the video. Watching leaves you increasingly entranced and horny, knowing that this is exactly what was intended. You are obeying, and that in itself is irresistible. In the quiet moments after the video ends, your prey takes the advantage. I speak first, and you belatedly realize that you have been aroused into vulnerable docility. You hear my voice and freeze. Your natural sissy nature asserts itself, and in a spasm of aroused submissive craving you accidentally relinquish control; or
2, When the video ends, my expression doesn't change. You smirk down at your prey, neatly captured, wrapped and delivered by my own submissive cravings. You speak first, taking charge again. My empty, weakened mind now feels only the touch of your stockings against my clit, and hears the gentle touch of your words. Obedience arouses me helplessly. I must obey.
Putting two admitted submissive sissy faggots in one room is inevitably a bit like a duel. We'd just have to see how it goes.
The game is on. It's your move. You might sit down, introduce yourself, and chat. You might glance at your quarry, then turn and leave, electing to hunt elsewhere. Else, you might just reach into the baseball cap and remove the room key. An attached note specifies the room number. Key in hand, before you leave, you might drop a note of your own into the hat before you disappear to make preparations.
When the time is right, I pay my bar bill and head up to the room. Having dressed as I had been instructed, I can feel the delicious swish of my lingerie under my boi clothes as I stroll the hallway. I nervously take a last look at my phone, checking for late-breaking e-mail instructions. Then my key is in the lock.
When I entered the room you were lounging comfortably in an arm chair, clearly emphasizing your teasing movements to ensure that I noticed your sexy outfit. Then you snapped your fingers and pointed at the floor beside you.
Within seconds I'm kneeling on the floor. You ask questions. I reply. You rise, and I hear your voice as you pace around me in your heels, studying me. I have no choices left to make.
Once I've been gently coerced into lingerie, stockings, heels and accessories to your satisfaction, you return me to kneeling again in front of you. Hands behind my back, unmoving, my eyes fixed now on a monitor. You recline again in the arm chair, gently stroking my clittie with your stocking feet. I'm not permitted to move, think or resist. Admittedly aroused by your growing power over me, you glance down at your prey, then at your leisure you press Play:
Pick one...
https://xhamster.com/videos/sissy-maker-pmv-xh9leNh
https://sissyhypno.com/video/why-not-be-a-doll-by-tomtame-16459388.html
or maybe
https://xhamster.com/videos/hypnotic-control-xhWxfis
The videos were powerful indeed. One of two things will happen:
1. After watching the video images capture my gaze, you couldn't resist watching what had me so entranced. Erotic images began dancing through our imaginations. Arousal grows. From your seat you can watch my eyes turn glassy, empty. I can't see you from the floor, so I couldn't watch your expression soften, leaving you laying heavily in the chair, mind churning emptily on its own carefully-stoked erotic fires, staring blankly, hungrily into the video. Watching leaves you increasingly entranced and horny, knowing that this is exactly what was intended. You are obeying, and that in itself is irresistible. In the quiet moments after the video ends, your prey takes the advantage. I speak first, and you belatedly realize that you have been aroused into vulnerable docility. You hear my voice and freeze. Your natural sissy nature asserts itself, and in a spasm of aroused submissive craving you accidentally relinquish control; or
2, When the video ends, my expression doesn't change. You smirk down at your prey, neatly captured, wrapped and delivered by my own submissive cravings. You speak first, taking charge again. My empty, weakened mind now feels only the touch of your stockings against my clit, and hears the gentle touch of your words. Obedience arouses me helplessly. I must obey.
Putting two admitted submissive sissy faggots in one room is inevitably a bit like a duel. We'd just have to see how it goes.
2 years ago
