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I open my eyes and the world starts to swim, bursts of light obstruct my vision and the head rush nearly makes me pass out Brainwash in to a slut. I feel sick to my stomach as the room starts to take shape and I begin to see where I am. I try to move and realize that my arms are strapped down and my ankles are tied together. My first thought is panic. I start to hyperventilate before I make myself calm down to survey my situation.

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The room is white and there are tubes of colored liquid bubbling in beakers and test tubes on a table beside me. In the corner is a mass of papers and binders stacked on a computer desk holding three computers and a small black and white television set. I scan the room for a door and try to remember how I got here. My memory is fuzzy and incomplete, but Brainwash in to a slut last thing I remember was walking into the club with my best friend, Lindsay.

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Brainwash in to a slut I fought to remember more and a flash of a handsome man buying me a drink went through my head. It is all I can remember. I have no idea what time it is or how far I am from home. The straps around my wrists are cutting into my flesh and the pain brings me back to the present. I struggle against the ties with no luck, besides making them a bit tighter. Suddenly, a pair of white running sneakers comes into view on the pristine tile floor.

I look slowly up, from the white sneakers to the khaki pants and then to a red polo shirt covered by a white lab coat.

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You are handsome and, for a moment, I forget that I am trapped and scared. I stare into your blue eyes and get lost in them. After a moment the panic starts to set back in when I go to lean forward and realize that my neck is bound to the chair as well.

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I feel claustrophobic for a moment and then you speak to me in a soft, soothing voice. Right now, you are in my lab. It is 11 am and you have been out all night. We met last night at the bar, remember? I think you will be perfect for my latest experiment. I think I have it perfected now and we are going to find out. Please let me go. It is hard to find volunteers for these sorts of experiments you know.

You Brainwash in to a slut say you are a science major in your freshman year of college, correct? Suddenly I get more flashes of what happened last night. I remember taking a final in my microbiology class before heading to the bar with Lindsay for some stress relief.

You step behind me and I am left trying to piece together more of what happened that ended me up strapped in this chair. A tray clatters behind me and the you come back into view holding strange looking silver helmet with an electric blue visor on the front. You attach probes to either side of my collarbone, to my wrists, to my temples and to the tops of my feet. I protest but you quiet me down with a look as you attach a pad to each of my thighs, one to my clit and one over my pussy.

I hear a computer boot up and immediately I see a soothing pattern of bright lights in my field of vision. Music begins to play, hypnotic and trace-like.

A male voice speaks to Brainwash in to a slut, soft and strong at the same time. The voice tells me to submit. I try to fight but I am drawn to the voice like a moth to a flame. It tells me to submit and obey. The lights intensify and the voice drowns out the music.

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It gets louder as small shots of pleasure start to pulse through my body where the pads are attached. The voice continues, telling me to give in, to let go to the pleasure.

The lights and sound block out all of my other senses and all I am left is to give my body over to the waves of pleasure being pounded over me. The pads on my nipples, clit and pussy start to intensify and the sensation is almost too much to bear.

I want to cum, I want to reach climax and explode. Brainwash in to a slut voice tells me to submit, to obey and that, when I want to badly enough… when I beg for it, climax will be given to me.

I start to scream. I want to submit. I want to be yours, I need it! Within seconds the pads intensify again and I am pushed over the edge in the most amazing orgasm of my life.

I am left panting and sobbing with pleasure strapped to the chair. I see you through the side of the visor, smiling and rubbing your hard cock through your khakis and the thought that you just watched me cum exhilarates me and makes my pussy tingle. Just then the pulses of electricity change. The pulses wrap around my body like a snake, crushing me. They overwhelm all of my senses and I feel, rather than hear, the voice this time. I try to fight it, but there is no use, it overtakes me.

You are nothing more than a game for them, something to be used and thrown away.

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You are a cum dumpster and you like it. You want it, crave it and need it. You are nothing without a cock inside of you and without one you become a sex starved maniac, like a person dying of starvation. I felt them, I believed the, I became them. You will do as you are told and you will like it. Men will want your pussy, your mouth and your ass, and you will relieve them all with your tight little body.

You serve no other purpose. The pleasure wraps around me like a fur coat with every word, it is like home. I do not remember what I used to be, nor do I care. My pussy is throbbing, begging for a Brainwash in to a slut to fill it and pound it hard.

My tongue is practically begging for the sweet-salty taste of hot cum over it and down my throat. Every touch, every sound, every taste is Brainwash in to a slut and when the needle enters my vein it sends me to another climax. I look downward with my eyes and I see you with the needle in hand below the visor.

It is plunged deep into my arm and a tube is running from a bag in your other hand.

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As the liquid enters my veins it burns like hot lava. The pain only lasts for a moment and then I begin to feel a change. It is like my body is morphing from the inside out. I hear a tearing sound and see that my shirt is torn open and I watch my bra spit in the middle as my breasts grow huge; round, full and firm. I want to touch them but realize my hands are still bound. I feel my waist shrink, like I am wearing a corset of skin and my complexion becomes flawless, tanned and perfectly smooth.

My hair is blonder than I remember and cascades down over my breasts and pools in my lap. I look at my Brainwash in to a slut to see that my nails have grown and as I lick my lips I notice a fullness that was not there before. I look down and see the body that I always wanted to have, firm and tan with a nice round ass, a tiny waist and beautiful tits! I want to touch myself but the feeling is fleeting as the waves of pleasure begin again to swallow me.

I climax again, hard and fast, my clit pulsing and throbbing, my pussy aching for a stuff cock to fill it. I scream out loud and then collapse back into the chair, my body limp and exhausted. I know my role now, I know what my job is, I know what I want and all I want is to serve. You lift the helmet off of my head and my eyes are unfocused and a much prettier shade of green than they were before. I start to stir and you remove the straps at Brainwash in to a slut wrists, ankles and neck.

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You help me out of the chair and I fall to my knees, clawing at your zipper, licking my lips. You pull me roughly to my feet. The small, plain door leads to a beautiful, ornate bedroom with a four poster bed and a massive walk in closet.


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