Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

A runaway’s escape comes to an abrupt end as a bounty-huntress from Asbeth-Seril seals her within a laminate restraining sack. In a matter of seconds the escapee’s movement is cut down to zero, noise is muffled and breathing is strictly regulated, effectively making any further idea of escape simply impossible.

Laminate restraining sacks are extremely efficient devices. With them, an experienced bounty-huntress cadre can easily capture a whole lot of targets without alerting the rest of their quarry to their presence. These devices also make transporting of the prey back to a bounty huntress camp very easy, which further explains them having become veritable staples of the bounty-hunting profession.

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HOW DO I BECOME A GOOD BOY?

There is something uniquely horrible and humiliating about the pressure of a foot, a reminder of just how far below a human she is. Her existence revolves around being belittled, denigrated by human feet: acting as a footrest for whomever gives the order, crushed to the floor by heels of boots on a whim, forced to polish their boots with her muzzle at a snap of the fingers, forced to sniff and mewl at their bare sweaty feet on command. She is never allowed to raise her head, never allowed to take more than one folded limb off the floor while out of her cage. She screams, struggles, fights every new humiliation, but they have her in their control, and she can only growl in frustration as they take their leave, throw her a bunch of keys just to watch her try to get at them with her useless limbs.

Well-Dressed Women #132

Thinking she was out for the afternoon, he ventured to play with her boots. The scent was hypnotic as he kneeled in front of these beautiful leather boots, prostate, naked, and enveloped his face in her open boot, inhaling the musky aroma of her pungent foot odour mixed with the heady scent of opulent leather. Lost in his little world of erotic lust, he didn’t hear her enter the room, shocked and disgusted by the sight before her eyes. Striding over to where he kneeled, she grabbed a handful of his hair, pulling him up to meet her steely gaze.

“So that explains the unusual stains on my beautiful boots does it!! You pervert!” she yelled at him while stunning him with some expertly landed face slaps on his stupefied face. Letting go, he crumpled in a heap with some pathetic excuses and apologies. She would have none of that. Striding to her dresser she retrieved a pair of black kid leather mid arm gloves, donned them while smoothing down on each finger, picked up the objects of his worship and enveloped her shapely legs in them. Grabbing him by the hair again, she pulled him over to the bed as she sat on the edge. “ Get over my lap now!!” she screamed. Terrified into submission he lay over her beautiful lap, yet somehow was still rock hard with desire. She trapped his hard cock between her silken stockinged thighs as she laid into his quivering arse cheeks with slap after slap of a solid leather gloved spanking. Needless to say he shot his hot load within a matter of minutes all over her legs which incensed her even more, causing his arse to burn bright red with her torrent of severe spanking…

Meanest thing you’ve done in hypno chastity?

Just to clarify, I love being sexually cruel but not actually mean. So, for example, I would never, say, make someone forget where they parked their car or compel them to wear a mix of plaids and prints. I mean, that’s just mean. But I would gladly rewire your brain to get an erection every time you see a light post or a cute guy with a bulge in his pants. I might hypnotically prevent you from seeing boobs or just make you unable to talk about sex unless you’re talking about how much you don’t want it.

I love the predicament, you know? You’ve heard of predicament bondage, right? Where the bound person is tied up in such a way as to have enough freedom to choose between two different torturous positions but not enough to get free. So they end up alternating back and forth, escaping one torment only to fall back into the other. They have a modicum of freedom but they can only use that freedom to further their bondage. I like doing the same thing with hypnosis.

Example 1: When you touch your cock your whole body freezes, including your hand, for five minutes. After five minutes you can pull your hand away and unfreeze. You want to touch so bad but you know it’s not going to be productive, but at least you can feel that cock in your frozen hand…

Example 2: You can’t touch your cock or use toys on it, but you can hump furniture like a dog. The longer you hump, the more doglike your mind becomes. If you cum you’re stuck as a dog for an hour (or more).

I think the cruelest thing I do to guys is to take away their erections. It takes some doing and the subject needs to be fairly advanced at receiving suggestion, but I do so enjoy that look of confusion and desperation on their faces when they stroke and stroke to their hottest go-to porn and can’t get the slightest bit hard. Then I love walking away and leaving them that way. Yummy!