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I’m Nikki Janda. I love Dr Lee more than is mortally possible. What I mean by that is that my heart, mind, body, and soul belong to her. She owns all of me, and I’m relieved for it. This way I know what to think, feel, and believe and what to do and how to behave because she will force me to do those things in a way that pleases her. I’ll be able to move through life as a ghost in my own body, just experiencing, not a thought in my head, just conscious.

I also desperately want Dr Lee to fuck my sissy slut ass. I have a real taste for dick and I want her in me far, far more than any other human being. I want to know what it feels like to truly belong to her as I helplessly squeal, beg, and scream for her dick, every inhibition within me destroyed, finally myself, getting fucked by Dr Lee. I also want to know from the way she fucks me how she experiences her possession of me. I want her as a Mommy before we have vaginal intercourse. And, after that, I want to be her girl.

I to design a brand with her for her to brand my ass with on our wedding night. Oh, and I want to love her!!! I want to dote on her, to be out and out subservient at times. I would without pride, feeling no humiliation, because I

accept she owns all of me. I only cum for her pussy and often while I image licking ritualistically, traveling in three or four minute cycles, always the same, as though she is my Goddess and her vagina is my temple. I soak the alter to her vagina in cum almost every night. I bask in being owned by her and then beg her to fuck me. Yes, I’m a sissy. And Dr Lee owns all of me, so I’m her sissy.

My mind works differently in a way Dr Lee can exploit. She can literally tell me what to believe. It won’t take the place of what I already believe, but I will want very much to believe what she tells me to for a week or two. Additionally, she could likely manipulate behaviors from me with as little as, “Do you know that I love it when . . .” Or, “Don’t be like that. Be a good boy and . . . I know you love being a good boy.” Or, “Nicole. I want you to listen carefully and remember that these words are true and that you are happy that they’re true. Who am I? I’m Dr Lee, and Dr Lee controls your soul. In death, your will will fall before mine. You love the thought of that, don’t you? It’s so true, Nicole. So true. My whims and caprices rule you in life as well. So you don’t have to know why. You just have to do it. Then lie on the sofa and cast yourself adrift in your love for me.”

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My Will Enslaved By Dr Lee

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“Come in,” Dr Lee’s voice called when I rapped at her office door. “Michael. It’s good to see you again. How are you finding my class.” “I’m having difficulty concentrating, Dr Lee.” “Please. Lea. I’m afraid I was just getting ready to leave, but I have something for you.” She reached into her desk drawer and drew out a canister of tea. “Do you know how to make green tea?” I nodded. “I want you to drink a cup before each class. And drink a cup before you come see me here, and I want you to again, whenever you want. But come during my evening office hours. I haven’t posted them on my webpage yet. They begin at 9:30. And Michael?” Dr Lee reached out and lifted my hand to expose the nail polish. “Wear something pretty to class tomorrow, and whenever you come see me.” Dr Lee tapped a generous amount oof tea leaves into a cup on her desk. She lifted a thermos from her desk and poured steaming water into it. “Have a cup. I have time.” The world grew hazy, taking on a pastel glow and I felt a sick sense of urgency with the first sip. I sipped as fast as the heat would allow, my blood pounding inside me. I couldn’t think. My blood thundered a word. It thundered “Lea.” I dropped the cup to the floor and fell to my knees. Dr Lee was sliding off her pants. I knew only my need to eat her pussy and was furiously afraid it would be denies. I wrapped my legs around the stem of Lea’s desk chair so it would not tip over and hoisted one leg over each should, sliding her down and towards me. “Michael, if you even taste me after drinking that tea, I will own you forever. If a week goes by without your suckling at my pussy, you will become violently ill. If a month passes and you don’t commune with you new goddess,” Lea’s hand pressed my head forward, “you will die.” Her hand fell away. “Drink your fill,” she sighed. I had never felt such an intense sense of concentration and compulsion. Every flick of my tongue across her clit, every superfluous swipe are her inner labia, every taste of her pussy’s nectar. It was not taxing or tedious. It was purpose. With each spasm of her pussy, it became even more important to make her spasm again. “Now cum,” Dr Lee mewled. The erection in my pants began to throb, ejaculating and ejaculating for minutes. I latched my mouth onto Mistress Lea’s pussy to suck out my reward for my obedience and a torrent of blazing hot semen spilled from my dick and ran down my thigh. I babbled my thanks and continued to eat her pussy. She did not stop me. “Understand that you love me,” Mistress Lea moaned. “You expect nothing but to be my possession in return, but you have never loved…