This Morning On The Train To Work A Woman Got On And Sat Down Next To Me. She Was Much Shorter Than Me

Fantasy idea: brainwash me to cum whenever you give me a five second countdown then gently tease me and tell me you need a real man every time you activate it.

I absolutely love the idea of being made to wear some teeny tiny little panties for a woman’s amusement. The front forming a neat little pocket for my cock to nestle in. The back a triangle of fabric stretched across my butt, doing the absolute minimum to cover my modesty. Any movement I make causing me to feel exposed and vulnerable.

Strip me naked, pull my head into your lap, and give me a slow, lazy handjob as you tell me what a good boy I am for you. Maybe take off your top so I can see your bra, but I don’t get to see anything more than that. Tell me that letting myself be trained and manipulated makes me so good and the longer I go between orgasms the more pleased you’ll be with me.

I met Shon Faye yesterday. She was wearing a really tight pale blue dress with an incredibly high slit, lots of cleavage, and some absolutely amazing high heels that showed off her feet and their perfectly applied red nail polish.

I fell in love immediately.

Switch off my mind and give me a high heel to play with on the floor as you relax for the evening.

Give me an ill-informed, right wing Karen-type keeping me isolated and telling me how to think. Making me pliant and thoughtless and believing everything I currently hate is actually right and proper. Poison my mind and my morals.

Anyone reading this want to be the mummy I go to to ask if I can please have a cummie?

I want to be locked up by a really affectionate woman. Kiss me. Snuggle with me. Grope me. Make me whine and groan and be so totally needy and desperate. Just give me all the physical affection. Being with someone really physical and unable to get hard is such a great combo.

Perfect story.

"Some people require more intense therapy than others, that's nothing to be ashamed of. Therapy is a very specialized process and certain people respond better to certain techniques, wouldn't you agree?"

"..ugh...fu..ghugh...fug..." is all your mouth can utter, as your lips are wrapped around her beautiful, enchanting toes. Your eyes spiral so deeply, so purely purple as your personality melts. The moment her black, glossy toenails slid through your lips your body stiffened, but when her other foot was drawn from her casual office heels and it's nylon covering was pressed against your cock your life was ruined forever.

"You're making such progress, one of the things holding you back has been your grip on gender. So lets start by making you into a very good girl. Now take a very deep breath through your nose and repeat after me: Mommy smells perfect, everything Mommy says is true..."

There’s a trend at the moment of girls posting videos of themselves walking into a room and an audio clip playing asking them “why aren’t you in uniform?” I think the audio clip is Squidward from Spongebob but I’m too old, that show passed me by. Anyway, the girl walks out of shot, usually backwards, and then returns seconds later wearing a bikini or a maid outfit or something equally revealing and provocative.

The more I see these videos the more I find myself thinking about coming home for the day to a girlfriend who initially treats me normally and like an equal before eventually taking on a more severe tone and asking me “Why are you not in uniform?” Which triggers me into subspace. I immediately get changed into a short, frilly French maid outfit and spend the evening vacantly doing whatever I’m told, my erection bobbing around ridiculously as I do so, before I’m brought out of subspace and don’t remember a thing.