Lassie couldn’t stop scratching at her face so her Owner had to put on the flea collar. The fleas were driving Lassie crazy. Especially the way they whispered in her ear.
“Snap out of it Laura! You’re not a dog. David is brainwashing you.”
Lassie couldn’t speak human words. She didn’t understand what the fleas were saying, but she couldn’t help but feel like they sounded so familiar. LIke someone she knew. Lassie whimpered. She didn’t like the voice.
“Don’t let him give you the shot. The shots are how he does it. Laura please!”
Her owner entered the room and she crawled to him whimpering.
“I’m so sorry, girl. Don’t cry. She’ll be gone soon. Then it will be just you and me. Now heel.”
Lassie pressed her face against the floor and presented her ass to her owner. She wagged her ass, letting him know that she was up for a hard fucking.
“Laura, no. I can’t hold out anymore. If he gives me that shot, I’m gone. Laura, please I don’t want to lose my identity. I want to be a human. I don’t be a dog.”
Lassie felt a pinch on her ass and the voices in her head faded away. Her master was petting her behind the ear.
“There, there. She’s all gone now. You don’t have to worry about those pesky thoughts ever again. You’re a good girl.”
Lassie’s pussy flooded hearing those two words: “good girl.”
When her owner unzipped, she quickly put her head between his legs. Lassie was a good girl. Laura no longer existed.
Thank you all for the lovely letters… and thanks to all of you that are buying My MP3’s… I am happy you are enjoying the animations I put out… they can be so relaxing to gaze at… of course gazing deeper makes your mind a little fuzzy and empty… but that’s all right… brainwashing is good for you… nothing else for your mind to do… and watching the pretty colours is so interesting and fascinating… they way they seem to just go one and one and one… the words are hardly important at all… letting your conscious mind fall away and allowing those simple basic words to float into the subconscious mind is good… focus… obey… don’t look away… if you happen to get aroused… well that’s OK… touching yourself helps deepen the trance state… the more horny you get… the deeper you can go… and you need to go deeper… it just feels so good… I bet you have a glassy vacant look on your face as you gaze and obey… letting My words into your mind more… and MORE… you do want that?
A new negress must spend her first week totally nude, and be prepared to service White Daddy or her new Sisters on command.
This one is starting to get the hang of having her mouth fucked several times a day—soon she’ll learn not to use her hands….
For her sake, I hope she does soon. I’m lenient with new girls, but I don’t like wasting my time with negresses who refuse to listen. If more DIRECT means of education are called for, then so be it.
"I can’t believe I edged in front of a window for you."
One of the things my doll emphasized when we started our relationship was that she wasn’t an exhibitionist. She never got an aroused thrill out of possibly being seen.
That being said, lately I’ve been telling her to edge a lot more frequently, which has caused her to become quite daring. She’s edged at red lights with other cars stopped next to her. She reached her hand down her pants behind the counter at work before licking her fingers clean. She even got extra frisky in a school bathroom…while her friend was in there with her, outside of the stall, completely oblivious to the pleasure my doll was inflicting upon herself a mere three feet away.
She says she’s no exhibitionist…but she also told me she never liked the idea of being a dumb bimbo slut for me, and that she laughed at the thought of calling me Master.
She knows she’s being broken down. And I think she loves it almost as much as I do.
So while she’s still a long ways away from attempting anything as bold as the above gifs…I’m slowly, but surely, leading her in the right direction…
No you can’t play with your pussy. It’s not even been a week since I let you do that.
Hump the table or chair like a horny dog if you can’t control yourself…
I found myself leaning against my desk today a little more subtly but for the same effect 😳
Oh… this sounds like some lovely punishment for you tomorrow darling!
Do be a good little rabid slut for miss.. I want you to edge yourself to a lust hazed, sticky thigh covered mess…
Every hour, on the hour!
(I expect after tonight that shouldn’t take much effort)
And remember.. undies stay at home in the drawer ;-)
Or in your mouth.. either is good :-D
Also, to make our followers feel more a part of it since they won’t be actively searching for you this time.. bi-hourly updates will be expected!
Have a lovely day darling!