The Bullet, the Beach and Empress Andrea
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Empress Andrea has twisted my little mind to Her purposes in many ways. Her achingly perfect Ass seduces my mind in erotic hypnotism. She came down for breakfast yesterday morning wearing nothing but a little pink thong. When She exxxaggerated Her walk into the kitchen my mind instantly melted into obedience for Her EVERY whim. She owns me and as i watched Her Hips of gold i WOULD do as i was told! She swayed like an exxxotic dancer and all i could do was to helplessly fall deeper under Her Power. Deeper. DEEEPER! When She was satisfied of Her Mistressry of me, She had me dress in a little pink thong exxxactly like Hers, but otherwise in 'male' attire and told me to carry down a large chest to the car and get in the driver's side. i instantly obeyed my Mistress and loaded the chest into the trunk. Once in the driver's seat She took Her time coming to the car and by some pre-arranged instruction of Hers i went to the glove-box and retrieved a 'bullet', a type of vibrating butt-plug, and dropping my dockers i gently eased it past my thong and replaced my pants. The neighbors could possibly have seen me do this but when i am under Empress Andrea's spell i obey Her completely. She must have been watching me because as soon as it was in place and my trousers were up the bullet began to vibrate at a slow pace. Per more subliminal instructions, i writhed slowly in an erotic dance in the seat; oblivious to everything exxxcept Empress Andrea's implanted commands. As my gyrations grew i became aware of a desire, slowly swelling, to suck a She-male's cock. As this desire grew my seat-gyrations became more Feminine and less male i-have-to-get-my-rocks-off urgent as my body was falling more under the Control of Empress Andrea. Apparently satisfied, Empress Andrea came down to the car and as soon as i saw Her i immediately stopped gyrating and was sedate and pliant to Her Will. She smiled at me and got into the passenger's side wearing a red one-piece swimsuit with a skirt. The skirt made me want cock even more (another subliminal trigger) and She smiled at me lovingly as She told me to drive to the beach. On the way there, i was to look at Her at every stoplight and She moved a little, deepening my obedience to Her, but She also spoke to me, telling me that every beautiful Woman on the street actually had a cock in Her skirt, and being under Her Power i believed Her completely and grew hungrier for all those cocks to please my Empress. When W/we finally arrived at the beach She had me park the car a few blocks away and walked in front of me, commanding me to walk two paces behind Her and one to the right, watching Her Ass sway as W/we went to the beach. This deepens my trance even more, i'm oblivious to anything exxxcept Her perfect, beautiful Ass, Her pulsating Feminine Power that owns my cock and my mind. She had apparently arranged this ahead of time because in no time at all W/we met a beautiful Woman (or so i originally thought), wearing a yellow tube top and matching thong. She and Empress Andrea kissed passionately and by yet another subliminal trigger i began masturbating. Empress chastised me for being rude in front of Her Friend and said i should rub some suntan oil on Her in punishment. The bullet fired up again and i obeyed my Empress.

As i worked carefully on Her Legs and Ass, She lowered Her thong and i rubbed Her buttocks, firm and tanned and bikini-lined to the thong Empress Andrea commanded me to take the thong down with my teeth. The bullet was pulsating now and i instantly obeyed Her. Once the thong was down i was to continue the oiling and i did, oiling Her back with a slight massage-quality to it as well. Mistress watched as Her Friend rolled over and i saw the cock hanging between Her beautiful, shapely thighs. Through yet another subliminal command of Empress Andrea's my mouth dropped open and i began to drool. Whispering in my ear Empress Andrea said to me, "you WANT that in your mouth, don't you?"

"Yes, my Empress Andrea" i replied and there was genuine lust in my voice.

"SUCK IT" Her Voice was full of command and my utter submission to Her was complete.

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