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Down, down, down.  Fall deeper until you are blank and empty.  I know you too well, My pet, that irresistible craving to surrender to My authority, your mind and your c*ck relinquishing all control to your benevolent Domina.  Yes, allow My words to guide you into an immersive state where sexual arousal and submission become indistinguishable, a state where a deepening focus releases the submissive within; hard, desperate, and completely open to whatever I have planned for you.

(Giggles) Oh, My puppy, I do love how you react to My soft, sweet voice, sliding in and out of your ears, thrusting deep into your psyche as another mind fuck consumes you.  The sensual submission builds like an active volcano in your groin, heat and pressure rising as your thoughts dissolve into a mental pool of pure audio escapism.

Every whispered word is a repetitive affirmation stroking your mind like fingers caressing an engorged shaft.  Mmmm, feel your sex throb as My words invade every thought, layer upon layer of past reinforcement pulling you deeper in to the abyss of absolute submission, your c*ck leaking as your will crumbles.  This is what real conditioning does to a open suggestible mind, one compliant in his own submission to a divine power.

Don't be deceived that this is all just a fantasy, erotic role-play engineered to stimulate your pleasure center.  Oh no, this is very real, and with every word I will strip away all pretense you are are in control; your mind, like your body, burns with a fervent desire to submit, serve and obey, and the pleasure you experience is your reward for being My good boy.

In these moments you relish the power exchange knowing you'll stroke only when I command, edge as I permit, and suspend orgasmic release to bathe in My approval.  There is no denying you are a hostage to My voice, My control, My devotional focus, where Stockholm Syndrome and sexual surrender collide.  Being brainwashed deeper is an experience that intensifies with every listen, your attention captured as the mind fog descends leaving you blank and empty, hard and horny.

So, put on your headphones, lock the door, and wrap your hand around My c*ck as I - your deviant Domina and Mistress Owner - take you to a place where pleasure and possession fuse into a rapturous state of sexual surrender knowing that when you wake I will be sole focus of your submissive existence. ~~Kisses~~

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My Christmas Letter

Dear Santa,

I’m sorry I wasn’t naughty enough this year....but there were times, like when I suggested that johnny glue his joy stick to his leg---how was I to know that he would take Me seriously?...or when mikey got his "toy" stuck in that bottle, that was just silly for him to even try....or when I told tommy that all he had was really Mine, I had no idea he would send Me all his credit cards, now Santa what would you have done?  I had to show My appreciation and use, otherwise he would have been sad, and I could not have that...I had NO idea that there was a limit...silly boy should have told Me that...giggles....or when bobby got caught in his wife's panties, now Santa that was not what I meant by "get into your wife's panties"...LAUGHING...

So you see I have been a pretty good lil girl, Santa, just a few misunderstandings...So please bring Me EVERYTHING on My wishlist and lots of money too.  Naughty or Nice, you still love Me, don't you Santa?

PS--Santa I'm sorry with all the naughty play, I didn't even get to the mall to do a little lap sitting for you this year and I know how much you like that.  I’m sure your endless shifts have made you a little tired and somewhat sleepy, but you can't blame Me with that this year, now can you?

Now for what I want---

I’d really like My own fleet of slave elves, Santa....some pointy-eared cuties that will listen to Me and OBEY.  If you can’t bring Me men in tights, I’d like a power tool, and you know what I mean, not Black and Decker...and PINK is My favorite color.

And Santa, I’m sorry I’m unable to leave you a glass of milk.  I'm not breastfeeding.

Happy Holidays and I'll see you cu--ing down My chimney soon. GIGGLES