Resist or don’t resist, I’ll have you either way…
By Miss Lilith
Welcome, Sweetea.
This’ll be a night you’ll never forget. You won’t want to. You won’t be able to. All you have to do is listen. Listen and relax. Listen and follow. It’s easy. Always so very, very easy to listen and to follow.
What I have planned for tonight requires a certain…dress code. I’m gonna need you in a little, slutty dress and a ton of makeup. You’re gonna be so fucking hot, baby. I can’t wait.
So undress for me, slut.
Take it allll off.
Good girl! That’s my doll. Now straighten your spine and let me take a good look at your perfect, little body. Mmm, I love the way your little nipples beg for attention. But…now’s not the time to play with my perfect little toy. I need to dress you alllll up.
First things first….you’re going to be wearing my collar. It’ll show everyone at the party that you’re mine. It’s pink, with a cute little padlock that only I have the key to. And once I lock it around your neck, you’ll feel yourself grow…relaxed. Placid. All receptive and suggestible, eager for my words.
So let me just put it around your neck and…
…feel yourself grow relaxed as your body begins to loosen. As your body slacken. As the thoughts in your mind become harder to reach. Harder to think. Harder to reason. Just follow the sound of my voice and the words that I say.
It’s a special collar, sweetea.
The longer you wear it, the more suggestible you become. The more submissive. The…more horny. So much more horny. In fact, it’s becoming difficult to stand still as your arousal spindles and heats up, your pussy wet, in need of attention. But…not yet.
For now, I’m going to dress you up…and with each piece of slutty clothing, accessory, and cosmetic, you’ll feel yourself dropping deeper and deeper. You’ll feel yourself becoming more and more aroused. More and more submissive. Easily following along with the sound of my voice.
Just…sit down for now. I need you steady as I put makeup on your face.
We’re going for that gothic look tonight, with that dark, smoky eye and dark cherry lipstick. Feel each stroke of the eyeliner pencil on your sensitive, smooth skin…and with each, you just drop deeeper and deeeper for me. Drowsy and receptive. Drowsy and horny. Deeper and deeper as feel me paint you like a beautiful, gothic, slutty girl. And as I paint your lips, you droop and drop and fall for me.
Sleep[snap] and drop.
Beautiful. I’d fuck ya right now if we had time. But…we don’t, sweetea. We need to get you ready.
Your short, chopped hair doesn’t need much. Just a few passes with a brush…perhaps a ruffle or two.
Ahhhh, perfect. You look so damn cute with that makeup, collar, and hair. I just want to eat you allll up, babygirl.
Now stand up. You need a dress to go along with…your everything. We can’t have you show up in the nude, now can we? Even thought you’d fucking love that, you slut. I have just the dress for you, though. It’s almost as revealing as going in the nude.
Short, tight, and silver, your small but round tits barely contained. Your beautiful ass on display, the dress barely long enough to cover your buttcheeks. Your curves almost as if painted over.
There. You look wonderful, sweetea.
You can feel the silver dress on your skin in a strange way. You can feel its warmth…as it travels along your nerves and your muscles…seeping into your pussy. Into your ass. Making you feel so horny. So aroused. Such a good girl for me, now. So submissive. So receptive. Allll mine.
No panties, though. No bra. Oh no, you never wear underwear. You’re way too slutty for that. You want the world to see. You want your nipples to show against your dress. You want your ass and pussy on display when you but just bend over.
And…
Now all that’s left are the heels. I’m gonna go with…these nice strappy ones. I do so love straps. Your legs look lovely in those heels. Just delectable.
And for the final piece…a delicate silver bracelet. It…also just so happens to come with a tiny little lock…for which only I hold the key. Once you feel it lock…you’ll drop twice as deep for me. Twice as relaxed. All nice and loose and horny. Dropping and dropping. Locked and submissive. Locked and collared and suggestible. Alll mine.
So…
Sleep[snap] and drop, slut.
Such a good girl.
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All dressed up, pretty and slutty, with that short dress and my collar around your neck…you look like you’re ready to have some fun. But remember…the longer you wear these clothes..the collar…the makeup…the more submissive you grow. The more aroused. With enough time, you’ll be about ready to do anything to cum for me. Anything to feel my hands on your flesh. My mouth on yours.
Now then. It’s time for us to go, Sweetea.
But first, put on this blind fold. You don’t need to see where we’re going till we get there.
[Sleep[snap]
We’re here. Let me just take your blind
It’s…not quite the sort of party you’re used to. It’s quieter, more exclusive. More…takes place in a dungeon and is full of kinky people? Yeah, that sort of party. You’ll have fun, I promise.
Go on…have fun, baby. Meet some new people. Get yourself something to drink. But remember…you’re mine. You’re my slut. My good girl. You don’t touch anyone without my permission and nobody touches you.
So…behave, babygirl. Or else.
You make your way to the bar first. You need something strong in you to loosen up. Everywhere you look, there are scantly dressed people, some all but in the nude, their tits and cocks on display. Some crawling on the ground, leashed and collared. Some…mounted on X-frames and tortured into blissful oblivion.
You tear your eyes away from a nearby couple, both chained and suspended in mid-air for all to look at, their nakedness for all to see. It’s all very…hot. Enticing. Inviting. Something insides you craves to be in their place. Some deep part of you wants to be exposed. Looked at. Whipped. Touched. Tied up.
But your inhibitions hold you back, so you quicken your step and reach the bar. Offhandedly, you order a shot of something nuclear. Something that’ll get you in the mood quickly. You don’t waste any time as you swallow the shot in one go, feeling the buzz begin to fizzle almost immediately. The heat beginning to spread throughout your body. Your muscles loosening. Your thoughts smoothing over.
You take a moment to savor the arousal building in your core as your eyes drift from party guest to party guest, looking at all the leather…the chains…the rope. The bare tits. The cute butts. You just want to touch and stroke and squeeze. Turning around, you order another shot and waste no time downing it.
The heat only increased and spread, your pussy wet, pulsating with pleasure. With need. Feeling all nice and relaxed…but so fucking excited. So ready to go out there and have some fun. A bit tipsy now, your inhibitions drowned out, your hands itching to touch, you walk out onto the floor and start to mingle.
One person in particular catches your eyes. He’s over by the far wall, shirtless, his tight leather pants perfectly fitted to his toned build. Your legs take you to him, your eyes glued to his abs. To his bulge. Your hand itching to touch. To feel. Your arousal only rising. Your heat spreading. Your ass bouncing as you stride over to him.
He turns his head just in time to see you close in and doesn’t react much when you put your hand on his chest. When you slowly move it downwards. His slick, toned body feels good under your touch. You slip your hand under his waistband and wrap your hand around his hard, throbbing cock. Something inside wants you to stroke it, but instead…
Something pulls at your collar and you’re jerked back a step, losing grip on the man. You you turn around quickly and see….me. Your Mistress. The who told you to behave. The one you’ve…disappointed.
You’ve been a baaaad girl, my little slut.
Bad girls get punished.
Kneel. Right now, right here, in front of all these people. Right in the middle of a dungeon party. Kneel with your hands behind your back. Spine straight. You need to learn how to be a better submissive. How to be a better, obedient, good girl for me.
I turn to the people watching, their eyes glued to your scantly clothed kneeling form. Your pushed out tits, nipples pressing against the tight fabric.
My little slut has been bad. She’s touched something she shouldn’t have.
You can see the surrounding audience almost collectively nod in agreement…and it makes you feel funny. Exposed. Perhaps a bit humiliated. And yet….excited at the same time. You should always obey me. You should always listen. I told you that you couldn’t touch without my permission…and you so very clearly disobeyed. That’s not what good girls do. That’s not what perfect little submissives do.
I walk closer to you and lift your chin up, our gazes locking. I expected better of you. I expected perfect obedience. Perfect submission. Isn’t that what you want?
Don’t you just want to submit to me fully and wholly, plaything?
Submit your choices. Submit your fate. Submit your body. Submit your mind. That’s all you really want…
You can feel yourself getting hot. Getting weak. Kneeling there, at my command. People staring. Knowing that you’ve been disobedient. That you want to do better. That you want to be a much better sub for Mistress. It feels good, doesn’t it? To know that you’ll be punished. That I can strip your mind down at any time I choose. Anywhere, in any way.
Because you’re mine. And from now on…you will always obey my commands. Isn’t that right? Just nod your head, slut. You’ll have no choice but to. You were a bad girl tonight, but it was for the last time! Never again. Understood? Nod your head.
I’m going to take you home now for…a private punishment session. What will soon happen isn’t for the eyes for others. So stand up and follow me. A step behind.
Back home, I pull you into the bedroom and sit down on the bed. Get yourself over my knees, my little, subby girl. You need a good spanking. Just right there, your stomach against my knees, my hand resting on your ass. I need you to be quiet. You’ll want to make noises, but you won’t. Only silence.
I pull your tiny dress up, exposing your entire ass and spread your legs just enough so that I could watch as your pussy grows wet. As you get more and more aroused. Hotter and hotter.
[Slap] Hotter with each slap on your butt cheeks. More and more aroused.
[Slap] More submissive with each.
[Slap] Your ass turning red already. So quickly. So horny.
[Slap] Dripping with arousal. Feeling my hand land against you. Hearing my voice in your hear. In your ears.
[Slap] Enjoying how it feels to have me punish you. To have me spank you.
[Slap] The longer I spank you, the hornier you get. The more you drip. The hotter your pussy.
Sleep[Snap] and drop for me.
[Slap] and drop, babygirl.
So wet already, aren’t you? So aroused. Ass so red. So sensitive.
[Slap–harder] one more time for good measure. Isn’t the pain so very sweet? Doesn’t it makes you feel so deliciously weak? To know that you put yourself in this situation all on your own. That you chose to get over my knees, knowing exactly what would happen. That’d I’d spank you and make you hurt.
Isn’t it just so wonderful to know that you’re so incredibly submissive and so ultimately weak that even knowing that pain is coming, you still obey without question? Yes…yes, it’s beyond perfect. You are my good little sub after all.
But I’m not done yet. Oh no. This…wasn’t quite enough. Not yet. I don’t feel like you’ve been punished enough. I don’t see tears in your eyes, after all.
Stand up. Now. Get up on your feet.
Good. Such a good girl. You don’t resist as I pull your dress down, exposing you to my eyes. Exposing your hard nipples. Your wet pussy. Your beautiful, slim body. I run one hand down the center of your tummy…and use my other one to…
[Slap] slap your face, you fucking whore.
How dare you disobey me?
[Slap] How dare you touch without permission?
Yes, those are the tears I’m looking for.
[Slap] You can never disobey me. Understand?
[Slap] I want both of your cheeks red and puffy. I want you in tears. I want you to understand that there are consequences for disobedience.
[[Slap] Cry like a little bitch, slut.]
[Slap] And accept that you must always be a good submissive.
[Slap] a good girl.
[Slap] and good girls always obey.
[Slap] so that the next time I tell you to do something…or not to do something…you will obey without question. Without hesitation.
Tears now streaming down your face, your cheeks all red, your pussy dripping with arousal…you can but stare as my expression changes to one of caring. One of love.
Come on, baby. That’s enough. You’ve been punished enough. I take your hand and take us to the bed. Crawling in, I hug you tight and give you a long, nice kiss on the lips. All your pains vanish as our lips meet. Nothing else is important right now. Only my skin on yours. My lips on yours.
My hand travels down between our bodies. Down between your legs. My fingers dipping into your wet pussy. You feel so good, baby. So horny for me. So aroused. So wet. I love that you get so hot for me. So crazy with arousal.
You’ve been…a very good girl after all, sweetea.
One mishap doesn’t change that. Because you’ll always be my good girl. Always my good, little, subby babygirl. And good girls sure do love to cum, don’t they? Yes, yes they do. So feel my fingers move against your pussy. Your clit. Your arousal rising and rising. Your heat spindling.
My other hands moves to your nipples, taking them between my fingers. Squeezing, twisting, and rubbing. You deserve a reward for taking your punishment so well. You deserve to be treated like the perfect good girl. The perfect sub.
My fingers inside your pussy move faster. You squirm and move and enjoy the feel. Enjoy my touch. Enjoy my voice in your head, in your ears. Savoring the way we just fit.
My perfect good girl.
I’d like you to drop[snap] for me a bit. Just drop deeper for me and feel the pleasure intensify. Feel all the pleasures intensify. Feel your arousal skyrocket with each snap[snap]. Dropping deeper and deeper with each. Feeling better and better.
Because each Good Girl [snap] send a pulse of pure pleasure traveling throughout your entire body, reaching into the deepest parts of your brain. When you feel it…when you feel event he faintest trickle of pleasure from my snaps…you know for a fact that I control your pleasure right now. At this moment. That my words and my actions dictate your arousal. Your pleasure. Your joy. That at this very moment, in this trance, I can make you feel almost anything.
And right now, I want you to feel twice as good as you hear me call you a Good Girl[snap] and the wave of tingling heat weaves between your muscles and your nerves.
Good Girl[snap] and your mind comes alive. All the pleasure centers of your mind wake and spin spin spin as you drop drop drop.
Feeling better and better as my hand moves faster against your pussy. As you grow more aroused. More wet. More needy. Desperate to cum. Desperate to cum for me. To orgasm. To moan for me.
Be my Good Girl[snap] and drop deeper as your pleasures once more double and double and double. Drop and feel better as your arousal intensifies. As the heat and pressure growing in your body reach a new height. A new level of strength. Of brightness.
Feel yourself getting closer and closer. My fingers bringing you closer and closer. Our mouths meeting in a deep french kiss as my voice plays in your mind. As my words bounce around that head of yours.
You’re going to cum for me soon. I’m going to snap my fingers three times and on the third…you’ll cum for me. It’ll be easy. Effortless. And it’ll feel as if your whole world expands…because all you’ll know for that brief moment of ultimate climax is pleasure. Just pleasure. Nothing else. Only pleasure. Only joy. Only the knowledge that you’re such a perfect…
Good Girl[snap]…and so close now. So close to cumming. My finger in your wet pussy. Out mouth locked together. My other hand on your tits. Your mind weak and receptive and submissive.
Good Girl[snap] and almost there. Just one more snap. One more snap and you’ll cum for me. Easily. Automatically. You have no choice. You don’t want a choice. You just want to submit as a…
Good Girl[snap] and cum for me, plaything.
Just cum for me. No hesitation. No reservation. Cum and cum and cum on my fingers. Moan into my mouth. You feel so good, baby. So perfect. So warm and hot and amazing. Such a good girl for me. So responsive. So submissive. So obedient.
Savor this moment. Savor these minutes here, with me, riding on the aftershocks of orgasm. Enjoy it fully. And just….drift. Drift with me all wrapped around you. Around your body and your mind.
Drift slowly with my voice weaving into your thoughts, your pleasure settling in.
Drift as we succumb to sleep. Together. Drift as you relax and settle down.
Feeling so nice. So perfect. So very mine.
Drift and drift into joy. Into happiness. Into a worryfree and stressfree existence.
Until next time, sweetea.