[F4M] Footsie Slave [Hypnosis][HFO][Brainwashing][Stereo][Feet][Fdom][Quick Induction][Sandals][Fractionation][Massaged by feet][Toe Sucking][Fdom][Beach][Lifeguard][CEI]

Hey there. Are you ready to go down for me? My sweet Sabi, are you ready to be my slave again? Just listening to my voice when I make it this way. Slower.

Deeper? I don't have to say anything particularly hypnotic. You've been so conditioned? I could talk about anything, and you would find your line slowly slipping into a trance. Following my words with your focus because you love listening to my voice?

It's like a lullaby in your brain? I could talk about anything, even the simplest of things, and your mind will still starting to go blank and empty for me? Still your sandals with strips of leather to go strappily up long, sexy legs, twisting your fibers all bound up in a pattern, bound up in your brain as you love looking at them? Love, looking at the bare feet so barely hidden? The sound they make as they hit the ground?

The light tapping pattern as dainty feet take tiny steps, and as the foot lifts, the sole breaks contact with the sandal for a moment? Exposing and showing that sexy soul. Just a glimpse, just enough to set your heart racing as you admire the gracefully …

Hey there. Are you ready to go down for me? My sweet Sabi, are you ready to be my slave again? Just listening to my voice when I make it this way. Slower.

Deeper? I don't have to say anything particularly hypnotic. You've been so conditioned? I could talk about anything, and you would find your line slowly slipping into a trance. Following my words with your focus because you love listening to my voice?

It's like a lullaby in your brain? I could talk about anything, even the simplest of things, and your mind will still starting to go blank and empty for me? Still your sandals with strips of leather to go strappily up long, sexy legs, twisting your fibers all bound up in a pattern, bound up in your brain as you love looking at them? Love, looking at the bare feet so barely hidden? The sound they make as they hit the ground?

The light tapping pattern as dainty feet take tiny steps, and as the foot lifts, the sole breaks contact with the sandal for a moment? Exposing and showing that sexy soul. Just a glimpse, just enough to set your heart racing as you admire the gracefully curving arch and imagine to yourself what it must smell like, feel like? What those cute painted toes would taste like if you sucked on them? It doesn't matter where you are, you become encased in the moment.

The thrill. The discreet glances. Feet aren't like tits? No one notices. If you stare, you just look shy, looking down, glancing down?

Are you shy, sweetheart? You feel it, don't you? Starting to creep over you? That sleepy, hazy feeling. My voice, my words starting to lull you down?

You could shake your head and fight against stunned? But that's not what you're here to do. You are here to listen and obey and experience, to go down into hypnotic trance for me. I could talk about anything, you? And your mind would follow the familiar pattern and start to sleep, start to spiral, start to slip you deeper and deeper down?

But, really, I could talk about anything in this tone of voice, and your mind would start to drift for me. Really? I only need to say 1 word in just the right tone of voice, one trigger to bring you deep down into irresistible trance to make you float for me. You've been conditioned. You will be a good slave?

I'm ready, and so are you. Ready you to feel your mind descending down? Drop, and just float for me. Drifting? Floating.

You are going down the translucent spiral? It's blue and round and curved and, oh, so beautiful? Moving up from the polish on my toes into your in? Your mind slowly awakens from its sleep a bit, your awareness returning likely enough that you can think, you can blink, but your mind remains still in trance, still relaxed even if it's just a light trance? Let me bring your attention back to the spiral, a spiral on the back of my big toe, colored blue with a spiral design you can't at hell but stare and go down?

Feeling your mind dropping, your head dropping, you an understated desire to kiss my feet? Your eyes drooping and falling as you feel yourself leaning in, eyes blinking as you start to wake up, feeling groggy and uncertain, only seeing my foot in front of your face? My spiral taking you down? The spiral is laced with silver glitter, silver glitter taking you down? The glitter sparkles, and that sparkle spreads within you?

You come up and you go down. Your mind is stuck in a loop, controlled by my my words as you stare at the spiral going down, sinking down, your eyes following, then reversing, coming back up, looking up to my blue, blue eyes before going am down, down to the blue nail polish stuck in the spiral and sinking. Sinking, floating, falling down down into deep trance before falling back upwards? Come back with me? My voice causing your mind to rise as you are caught in a helpless loop going deeper and deeper into trance?

My eyes take you down. My eyes just point you down. Your eyes go closed and firmly shut, and you sink, still seeing in your eye, the spiral from my toes? Like 2 eyes, both you of your face causing your mind to sink so much deeper? You can't help it.

You go deeper. You can't help but your mind visualizes my toes so even with eyes closed, you can see them clearly? 2 lovely feet with lovely arches, completely bare, completely perfectly perfect? Your mind lingers over every detail. This you you hovering over your head?

Your eyes are closed, and you can see so clearly the polish, you a spiral even as the heels of my feet come to rest on top of you, feeling their weight, one on the back of your neck now, the other on top of your head, pressing pressing down on your mind even as you start to wake up again am from 1 foot shaking your head, shaking scents back into your mind. You still feel the weight of the trans pressing over top of you, ready to topple your mind once more? You're just a good little footsie slave? It's so easy to be in this place, this reference of mine. Am.

For you, it's so natural, so perfect. The foot on your neck going down your nape? Down to circle and press up against your chin, raising it yet you? You see the spiral. Your eyes lock on and you are trapped, entranced.

Sinking down, sinking deep, deep into the pattern as it forms around you, encapsulates your mind? Your cage is a maze, use and die a mere smiling jailer as I tease you play with you all for my own bit of fun. Up and down, I is happening. Don't always recognize when your mind is being fractionated. You can't quite tell the difference between in trance and out?

Because your mind is just going deeper, going deeper and deeper every time? And perhaps you take some of my suggestions? And perhaps you take all of my suggestions. You taking them and bind them to yourself like commandments? That would make sense.

There are 10 infants just like there are 10 tiny toes on my size 6 feet? As they shake you and you start to awaken. Your mind starts to rise from trance, but you never get there. You never fully awakened? Instead, you blink.

You blink, and in the brief flash of light, however small, Against your lids, you see my toes in front of you, blue nail polish, the pattern painted on them in sparkly silver? You see the spiral. Feel it talking at your mind. You blink a moment. You see the blue.

You see the spiral. Your Are you Eyes lock on and you are trapped, entranced, sinking down, sinking deep, been to the pattern? As it forms around you, encapsulates your mind. Your cage I just amaze, and I am your smiling jailer as I tease you and play with you all for my own bit of fun? Up and down, up and I Until you don't always realize what is happening, don't always recognize when my mind has been tonight?

You can't quite tell the difference between my thoughts and your thoughts? Because your mind is empty of thoughts and needs my voice to fill it, going deeper and deeper every time, in and out, each momentary fractionation taking your mind deeper, confusing you. It's harder to tell how much time has passed? Harder to tell how much my mind has been changed? How many times have I listened to this loop.

Whose thoughts are these? They are mine. A foot is shaking me. I must wake up. My mind coming back online.

Is that a foot? That is a foot. I like feet. I like sexy legs rubbing together. I like painted toes with pretty you?

No. These are nice. So pretty. So perfect? Such a lovely design.

I'm blinking. My mind is blinking. What was I thinking? I see the blue. I see the spiral.

My eyes lock on, and I am trapped, you entranced, sinking down, sinking deep, deep into the pattern as it forms around me, encapsulates my mind? My cage is a spiral, and she is my enticing jailer, teasing me with her feet. Such an infernal woman. As she teases and plays with me, plays with my mind, all for her bit of fun. Up and down.

Up hope, and, until I don't always realize when it is happening, I can't focus on time. Or when I was fractionated. What's going tell the difference between in trance and out because my mind is just so deep now? Going deeper and deeper every time. Her voice is my thoughts, And her will is mine.

Her words are my world. Are you? Power like the divine. I can see it. See her feet?

See her wonder. Sink deeper into her vision. Drop even deeper there? And float. You you're jesting on a white, fluffy cloud?

So happy? It's this, you hugging you, squeezing you, comforting you? You can clearly picture it? Sky blue all around you, covering the horizon of your decadent surroundings, laying back in the comfiest piece of furniture known to man? A cross between a beanbag and a water bed, the feeling of cushy fabric, you but with the fluffy, conforming ability of liquid?

All of it captured you in an amazing beach chair that more resembles a luxurious recliner? Fluffy towels piled on top of you, piled on pure white plush cotton towels with a silky golden striped? You've never been this comfortable before, this shouldn't. You feel like you are waking. You are baking in a hot, hot on relaxing as the heat sinks into your body?

Relaxing deeper as the warmth amp sinks into your bones, causing all of your muscles too intense. You can't resist these hot spikes of pleasure pulsing into you. The the sun's rays feeling so friendly against your skin as a cool, damp towel over your face protects x ed you from its brightness. The towel is brushed from your face and blinking into a world of brightness filled with light. You see an angel's face halo by the brightness.

Her head shadows your face, protecting you from the worst of the glare as she slowly leans back, allowing your vision to become adjusted. She's here to protect you from the sun, silly? You see her smiling, almost giggling. I can read your thoughts, you know? It's so easy just by looking at your face.

I know what you're thinking. But, really, what you need is some sunscreen. Wearing a nice thick lotion? She moves you up and you see around you? Attached to the cushions of the stand she sits on above you is a comfy looking stool perched saw above you like a lifeguard stand.

In fact, it is exactly a lifeguard, Stan? Red and white against the sky on a lonely A feeling of skin, but instead it reveals in shape, reveling in the delightful aware of her ways? Lovely breasts with even lovelier cleavage peeking out of her red top. A nice you a steep tan with deeper shadows as your eyes get caught in them, sucked down, daydreaming in in a trance of thought of your own visions and fantasies? Your mind sinking in a whirlwind, and your raised to her lovely bare legs?

You all of it completely bare, completely naked to your eye? Away? The muscled thighs, the slim legs, those perfect calves all dangling as She kicks her feet back in force. She's over top of you, the words lifeguard brightly and boldly standing out in white from her uniform? I'm here to keep you safe.

You know? You are so very safe right now. You feel safe. You? You are safe.

Go deeper now, and I'll put some motion on you. Lately, I've been going to a new class, one that teaches you how to give a massage with your feet. It's called ashiatsu. I wanna practice, and You need your back lotion put on. You wouldn't complain if I massaged it in you with my hate.

Would you answer me out loud? Oh, good. Well, now that I have your consent, just relax. Be a good footsie easy slave. Flip over onto your stomach.

Do it now. You find a comfy position for your head and just relax. Feeling my feet rubbing over your scalp? Have tickles, but I can kind of contour them and use your head to give my my feet a nice rub? Mhmm.

Feels nice. I rub my feet against you, and you can smell them. Smells nice. You just wanna rub facing them, don't you? You wanna suck on my toes?

Such a dirty A footsie slave. Such a dirty mind. I like it, though. Go I want you to suck my toes. Kiss them first.

Kiss each individual the dual little toe? It tickles. You? No. Don't stop.

I like it. Suck. Such a delightful toy, push your face down into the towel? She moves to stand on top of you, her hands gripping the wooden slats over feel too light to be true at first. You hear her opening a bottle of lotion, feeling the blast still a cold squirt as she drips it on you?

Drip. Drip. Drip. Bending over, feet planted on you. She whispers down into your ear.

Everything is just too relaxing, so lovely? You are so happy, and your mind zones away? We can come back to your massage in a moment, but right now know as an escape from reality, I am going to take care of you. So feel your mind dropping, falling, going to sleep, good little toy? We'll have so much fun, but today, I want you to get a tan and not a burn, so let's continue.

Your mind groggy, sleepy, so content so content to lay here? Nothing on Earth could make you move at this moment. Warm sun overhead, you warm sand under a fluffy batch of towels? Cool breeze coming off of a blue ocean. Soft my feet?

The most blissful pounding against your back as she twists her heel a bit, shifts as her toes find a knot in her heel sinks in and sinks down. The knot in your shoulders shrinking and slipping away as your heel chases it, firmly and resolutely massages it away? It hurts just a little? But it's that good hurt, that delicious masochistic feel that anyone can feel in a Sash? Getting in there.

Take it. You dirty bitch? Take it. Being left to wonder, am I talking to you or to the not? It starts to feel sexual?

Not just relaxation filling your body, not just a sense ounce of relief. You feel pleasure of all sorts as she walks down your body. The pads of her feet trampling all over you in her relentless search for knots. For all this, her Do you follow a pattern as she slides them against you? Follow a pattern going up and now in your body?

Up and down, up and down, your exquisite feet feeling ugly, but mentally? It feels so good to be in your proper place, to be used used a mat to walk on, to stomp on, her bare toes wiggling here and there, a tickling sort of kiss against your skin? Her feet moved the lotion, spreading and diffusing it over your body. You'll be so very detected from the sun? Take it.

You dirty bitch. Take it. I will crush you and break you and trample you down. My promises are always kept. You can't run away from me.

You find yourself a bit bewildered, a bit filled with laughter and delight? The lifeguards attack when your taut muscles starts to awake your mind just a bit, just enough to enjoy your ashiatsu massage even more? You relaxed? Go deeper. Feel the bombardment against all of your knot's intentions.

I will break them away? Feel your stresses and worries dissipating, her feet moving to spread the lotion all over your down your legs, sliding her arches gently and gracefully over your calves? Your arms get the same treatment until your entire body is a bag of blissful jelly, and she steps down, am prodding at one side with her foot. Instinctively and irresistibly, you obey. Rolling over onto your back?

You stare up at her, still covered by her red swimsuit. She has I on dark sunglasses now. You can't see her eyes to see what she is thinking, but she can see you. The imbalance of power is obvious her clothed, you naked, her eyes protected, appears naked and vulnerable, yet this thought only brings positive emotions to the A. She hops up to her stool.

It's low enough that her painted blue toes can just barely trail against your chest? Scooting forward a little on her cute ass? She brings her feet closer to you, starts trailing them down. Smooth I as she puts 1 up on the seat with her, crossing the other lovely leg over and down so your foot can play? She brings out the suntan lotion and prepares to drip it on you again.

You feel the cold drips as the lotion hits your nipples. Not all at once, it's much more teasing than glad as your body shudders from each? Call. Drip. Drip.

Drip? The word echoes inside of you. Let's anchor it inside of you so that every time you hear the word drip, the tip of your cock will start to soon? Your body will start to grow squirmy as your sex warms up, pizza? Gross tingly as the nerve endings at the mushroom head of your most sensitive part come alive?

Every time you hear the word drip, your cock will feel a jolt of pleasure, a jerk gophosphual electricity? Only from a female voice, But especially from mine. The word drip sinks into your muscles' memories, you into your brain's conduits of pleasure and physical stimulation and response? You and writing it in very clearly, anchoring it, nor a drip to cause a physical response. It feels so good, doesn't it?

Drip. Just between the 2 of us? I can feel my pussy starting to drip just thinking about it? Drip as I feel my crotch getting warmer and warmer. Drip as the lotion drips onto your skin, onto that lovely, perfect body of yours?

Just the shape and size I like feel my foot running over you. 1st one side it and then the other? The feeling is so sensual. You feel the tip of your cock trying to drip little beads of precumforming and feel the electricity between the 2 of us feeling almost shock on connection when we touch? When I touch you, my good boy, you look so perfect like this.

Your body looks amazing when you are on your sunscreen lotion I am dripping all over you. Drip. Drip. Glistening as As I use my foot to rub you down from right touches just on your neck and chest, to just all over your body, feeling the warmth of the lotion spreading? You can feel it in your cock when my toes tease your nipples, that warm tingling.

Your penis starts to drip for me. Your body starts to starting to drip, to feel good? Wiggling my hips because I have to. The sexual pleasure is just building up and up, and my pussy drips. So wet?

You can smell the need I have right now, that musky scent being am blown to you on the wind. The red swimsuit is darker at my crotch now, from the drip, am ache through you with every drip. My foot comes lower down your body, toes touching and tickling as they move fast, stopping for a moment to play with your yummy belly? I bet you wish you could see mine right now? What's your path?

I'm the one with the power, and my swimsuit stays on. And you? You are perfect and naked and helpless. No restraints needed you to bind you in place? I bind you with pleasure.

Deep and relaxing. This moment is dripping with pleasure, and soon, I'll show you some more. Drip. Drip. Drip.

You feel it deep up inside of you, the pulsating and filling sensation? I can fill you up with just my voice, touch places inside of you that have never been touched before? Show you how good? It feels to have your pleasure center stroked, played with, twined like a string sending jerking jolts of sexual pleasure surging through you? Loud?

Drip. Drip. It builds pleasure as you get harder, there. Are you there? That will grow.

Focus on it. Focus on your cock. The hot and heavy balls underneath of it. Focus on me and my pussy, warm am, willing, wanting, feeling vibrating pleasures was of my own right now. So needy as my pussy vibrates more.

Drip. Drip. Feeling the pleasure building as your body squirms a bit, seeking more sensation? More touch? You so badly want to reach between your legs and appease that fire?

To rub at it? Make it make it guys somewhere? Make it explode out of you so you can cry out and come for me. Drip. Drip.

Dripping isn't enough? I want you to search for me. And the next time I say search, you you will drip drip and feel the pleasure pulsing through you. My good boy, drip you and feel filled? So full so full and pressing against all of the parts of you that on a good run?

Drip as the intensity builds. Drip as my foot moves lower on your body, drip from me out of that hard cock? My toe's on your mound now, stroking it softly and your cock's tip drips with every stroke? Stroke. Drip.

Stroke. Drip. Stroke. Drip? Drip as my foot moves slower, toes just you easing above the tippity top of the tip of your cock?

Just wait. When my toe I with your cock, you will feel the strongest jolt of pleasure yet, jolting sharp and electric from your penis and growling to an aching knead in your balls, swelling through you. I each spike of arousal and lust when I say the word drip lasting longer? Count you down to the A finish because that's all it takes. One touch, 1 word, 1 jerk of pleasure ripping through your body, rippling from head to toe with the epicenter right here in your cock?

It's going to wash mean, so much pleasure, so much intensity as your mind only has one thing to focus on. Fourteen. You your orgasm will be so strong because I command it. 13, I make the rules. 12, be a good boy for me?

11, drip. 10, drip. 9, drip. 8, trip as you prepare for the climax to rip so blissfully through you. 7, for my toes to touch you.

There. 6, not touching you much, just lightly on the tip of your cock. 5, just enough stimulation? 4, drip, 3, drip, 2, drip, and come. 1, search.

Come for me like a good a boy like a good little footsie slave as the pleasure shocks your system, overloading A power. Drip. Drip. Feel your cock dripping and gushing and growing harder and harder as it swells and pulses as you can't hold it back. It comes at you with a moan, and the pleasure my toes rubbing over you, rubbing over your cock, my foot now sensuously moving down lower until your balls are riding my foot?

Drip and riding it. You are. Your hips thrashing into me, eager you needy for the sensation, for the feel to rub, rub, rub that need away? So am ting and needy? I could make you cum again and again.

You're not like the other boys. You like being I use my heel, just bringing another wave of pleasure to rush over your warmed up body. I draw my foot back, releasing the pressure, pushing against your cock, and it just drips. Drip. Drip.

Drip? You can feel it. That sticky sensation, the drip drip drip of wetness sticky on top of you. You know how submissive you are right now, my toes pressing against your cock again, collecting some of that stickiness? You're proof of just how much you like feet.

You? I want you to taste it. Taste yourself. Go on. Am Taste what a horny slut you've just been for me.

Suck yourself off my toes. I want them cleaned of your mess. Suck. Good boy. You're still horny, aren't you?

Am. One orgasm is never enough for a needy boy like you. I like you, needy? It's so fucking sexy. You're so fucking sexy, especially Are you You're irresistible, and you do such a good job of sucking.

No. Relax. You've had all the pleasure you are going to get for today. You do do wanna be a good boy, don't you? Just relax.

Let your mind drop deeper, deeper down. Relax with me in the sun and float for a little bit. I'll just rest my toes on you? And we can soak together. Morning.

Feeling comfy. Feeling good. Feeling in cover and constrained by my feet resting on your torso? We've had so much fun today, my pet. You?

You've made such great strides in your training. The fun thing is your rewards have only served listen the more you desperately desire to be under a woman's control, under a woman's feet. It's okay, my little footsie slave. You can always come back to my control. I'll be here for you.

I can't promise my feet will always be this clean, though? And a good little footsie slave is perfect for cleaning up dirty feet. I'll be eager to play with you? For now, though, it's time to wake up, my feet tapping you tapping against your skin, following a beat? You'll follow might be 2, 5 taps until you wake up.

One tap of my lovely feet. 2 taps, leaving you free to get up, to move around. Three tap, tap tapping you slowly into awareness? 4, I'll still be here. You can still hear my voice and feel my presence, but, 5, it's time to wake up.

Good toy? You know, before a couple months ago, I would've never even considered, like, toe sucking to be a thing? But I went to Charmed with my friend. And, apparently, she has a really big thing for, like, feet and getting her toes sucked and sucking on toes. So, naturally, I had to find some point in the conference to suck her toes.

Just a little bit, because I knew she'd like it. Well, maybe I was a little drunk, and maybe my friend's just really sexy. It's not so bad, though. There is something really sensual to it, to sticking a part of someone in your mouth and just sucking on it? I guess it felt tickly on her end.

Everybody's erogenous zones are in different places, and young people, it's right, on their toes? I've never had Mitosa, but, oh, well, maybe one day.