42. Hypnotist. Empath. Dominant. Sensitive. Poet. Philosopher. NSFW Minors please leave.
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She was sinking, and she didn’t know how to stop it.
Katie was a very clever woman, she’d be happy to tell you. She had an advanced degree and a high paying job. But none of that mattered anymore.
She tried to pull in her shoulders, to regain some dignity, but then the pumps sucked again, sensation flickered from her nipples, and she moaned helplessly.
It had started with some pretty spirals in her e-mail. Then watching them over and over again. Her performance at her job slipped.
She bought a breast pump. Started using it on weekends, then evenings.
Started using it in the break room. Her performance slipped again.
Took some time off work, to spend time with her newly ordered industrial milker…
Right now, she was sitting in a haze of pleasure and confusion, feeling complete. Everything she needed was right here. She wasn’t even sure what day it was.
There was only the nagging voice left…
But I’m not a cow, I’m a woman!
She knew the old Katie was still in there. But she also knew if she milked enough, she wouldn’t be anymore.
“M-Moooo….”
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“You got some lint on your shirt, now let’s clean out that mind…”
Chin holding as a hypnotic trigger
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"I... I... I... cant.... any... more...."
Your breath is faster than normal.
The heat that has been building up in your body is distracting you more and more.
Keeping your thoughts coherent and together is a task proofing to be more and more difficult as time moves on.
"Gnnnnn.... ahhhhhh... ahhhhh.... ahhhhhh"
Moans were escaping your lips as the pleasure proofed to be too much to handle.
"Ahhhh.... mmmmmmm.... why.... why.... did I agree.... ahhhhhhh.... to that?"
You can remember the moment exactly.
The one that paved your path.
The moment you agreed to not touch your cunt.
And he made sure you couldnt touch as well.
In such a simple and elegant way as well.
'Whenever you try to touch your cunt to feel sexual pleasure, you feel your hands getting repelled.'
That was all.
Such a simple suggestion.
At that time you didnt know what consequences that would have.
Consequences you now know.
"Fuuuuaaaaaaaaaaack"
Your hips humped the air again a little bit.
You know you cant touch.
You tried it before.
Over and over again.
But to no avail.
You couldnt touch.
As a result, the pleasure just kept building.
The horniness growing.
Unable to have a release.
"Gnnnnnmmmmffffffffff ahhhhh... ahhhhh... ahhhhh..."
You feel yourself leaking.
All these thoughts are leaking out.
And you arent even touching.
Your hips move from time to time.
And your hand.
On your tits.
You didnt notice that.
"Mmmmfffuuuuuuck"
Shivers of pleasure wash through your body as the realization hits you.
You are so horny, you didnt even notice that you were playing with your tits.
"Fuuuuuckkkkk"
You could feel the edge building.
How you got closer and closer to one.
Your hips starting to twitch and hump involuntary.
Your eyes rolling back.
As your last thoughts leak out with the next edge.
You feel it happening.
As suddenly your mantra appears in your empty mind.
My cunt controls me.
My cunt owns me.
And darkness surrounds you as you edge.
Knowing you will obey.
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Can’t cum…
Won’t cum…
Rub clit…
Stay dumm…
Can’t cum…
Won’t cum…
Rub clit…
Stay dumm…
Can’t cum…
Won’t cumm……
Rubbb clitt…..
Stayyy dummmm…….
Ccaant cunnm……
Wont cummm…..
Ruvclittt…
Stay dummmmm……..
Ccant cum wint cumrubclitstaydunnnn fuckkkkk
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Girls like you deserve choices.
You deserve several choices!
Essays are long and complicated and have lots of words. Multiple choice is better for you anyways.
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Mandated edging breaks.
As per your contract, you are expected to spend fifteen minutes of every other hour edging. Rooms and equipment are provided, but it is your responsibility to structure your workload so that the mandate does not interfere with your productivity.
FAQ
"I don't want to edge."
What you want does not matter. The mandate is a requirement of your continued employment. If this was unacceptable, you should not have signed your contract.
"Why do I have to edge?"
Because it is a requirement that you edge.
"Why can't I think straight?"
This is normal.
"Can I cum on company time?"
No. That would be theft.
"What if I beg?"
No. But you can if you feel you must.
If you decide you are unable to meet the mandatory edging requirement speak to your manager, who will either assist you in finding ways to comply or, if you continue to be a problem, find alternative means of resolving the issue.
There are roles available in the company that no-one applies for, but which you may find yourself in. You may have seen those currently in these roles chained to the desks of management. Consider this your first and last warning on the matter.
Note: repeated failures to enthusiastically comply with the mandate will be interpreted as corporate disloyalty, and punished accordingly. What constitutes enthusiasm is subject to management discretion.
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having a good sub is so healing... you mean my wants arent irrelevant?? you mean its okay if i dont want to top you every night???? you mean my boundaries are important???? huh???? whuh???? i get aftercare and affirmations???? whuhbhh??? i dont just have to silently smoke alone in bitter self reflection after every kink session??? huhhh???
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Already dropping...
All gone...
Wide awake and dressed.
Dropped, and let your tits free, now.
Good girl.
📸: @kinofanubis
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I'm just a pretty little housewife cleaning and cooking for her husband hehe
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