Your last stop on the lost highway, was Mistress Simone’s cemetary strapon. We’re going to continue, with a journey past an unmarked door, and a little backstory, on how I came to be, and why it’s dangerous, to be in the company of a Demoness.
I was not always a demon. Or I should say, that I was not aware of my dark heritage, the darkness inside me, waiting to be unleashed. I found out one day, while sitting at work, when I noticed a spot on my hand turning blue. I tried to wash it off, but the spot got bigger and bigger. The next day I noticed more blue marks, and then several days after, I woke up completely blue from head to toe. My appearance became difficult to conceal. I tried makeup at first, but then my skin began absorbing it. And then the horns grew. That was my last day working at the advertising firm. I’m sure the police are still looking for me, as the board room was covered in blood by the time I escaped.
Demoness Origins
Shortly afterward, one of my “kind,” contacted me, and enlightened me to my true nature that had been hidden by my parents. I found my new profession in the underworld, as a Dominatrix. Men came to me and paid large amounts of money for my time and attention. Some of them would return to their mediocre lives. Others were not so lucky. On occasion I would take some home, to keep as pets, but it was not a habit I exercised. Until the day Cass came to my dungeon.
BDSM And Mind Control: Erotic Trance
He wanted something that I very rarely offer to clients, because of its risque nature and because of how potent a demons voice and influence can be. Cass also paid extra for my skills. The way that I work around your mind, so subtly you don’t even notice you’ve gone under. A very unique specimen, this Cass. So much so that he piqued my interest, which is no small task, as Demons do get bored very quickly. So I strung him up after instructing him to strip naked. Once his arms and legs were spread wide, I pulled another chain down from the ceiling, and inserted the hooked end into his ass. The BDSM hook had a round ball on the end to keep it in place. I enjoy the sensory overload it causes, having something hooked into your ass, a little anal domination while you’re bound and helpless, leaves you hyper aware of your body and everything around you, which is exactly what I wanted.
Getting into his mind was even easier this way, all of his focus on his Dominant, my dark blue eyes piercing through him. He was hard instantly in that state, and I found myself aroused, by what I was doing to his body and his mind. He resisted at first, but the restraints and the hook penetrating him made it difficult to resist my will. And every Demoness knows, the more they fight, the harder they fall.
Once I had enslaved his mind, and after pleasuring myself with him as my fucktoy, I decided to make him a permanent fixture in my home. That.. had not been part of the deal. He had paid me to take control and trance him, as an escape from his high powered position and responsibilities. But when he finally awoke, he found himself trapped in a deep blue, gel like cocoon, anal hook holding him still, with nothing but his head exposed.
Cass was trapped inside one of my demon pods, confused and disoriented, he begged me to release him. When I tired of his wailing, I slipped a slimy blue tube into his mouth, whispering a demoness love spell in his ear, as I watched him fade. I keep him this way, hook inserted in his ass, tubes in his nose and throat, covered in blue slime in my slave pod, until I am ready to use my human fuckdoll. He’s a very good pet, when tranced, although sometimes, he slips out of it, and wakes up screaming. That’s my favorite sound of all.
This concludes my Demoness dungeon story. I hope it was enjoyable for you, and if you’d like to be hooked by Duchess Willow, I would love to hear from you. 1-800-539-4566 is where I can be reached, also feel free to connect via click to call. Talk to you very soon.
Duchess Willow
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Hail to the Demoness! May all your clients fall sway to you, dragged under the influence of your seductive voice and erotic mien to their everlasting doom and pleasure.
They might think it’s “just one session”, but then, boom. Trapped and captured.
What a lucky slut! I think it’s every sub’s dream to be an owned plaything in the home of a powerful woman.
Thank you Harper. It is never just one session, no matter how they try to fool themselves. ????
After reading that I’m glad I have managed to avoid you! You just never know what will happen. Truly terrifying to walk in willowingly and not be able leave your blue dungeon.
Love the play on words, D. Willowingly is one way to put it. 🙂
Duchess Willow with a novel spin on a double penetration scene – invading the sub’s mind while hooking his ass. Kudos to You – and for cass for finding his true calling in Your presence.
Thank you fistagamous. Cass is currently enjoying being used, by his demon Queen. 🙂
Wow, I wish You would do this to me too!