Spiraling Downward

@spirallingintothevoid71

NSFW. PLEASE READ Do not DM unless you've read this. Hetero male. 50+. Here to live out the fantasies I can't in the real world. My love of legs, heels, stockings, pantyhose, feet, powerful women, gentle domination, mild hypnosis. Not into humiliation. Not a sissy (don't mind if someone is, just not me). Mostly submissive. Blank blogs are blocked as they're found. NO FIN-DOMS. Don't waste your time. More importantly, don't waste mine.

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This sums it up quite nicely

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Also, this is a no cash zone

And can't believe I have to say it here, but no means no. Real (or play) dommes know that.

It's hump day

Which means extra work at lunchtime

I'll be worshipping her nylon clad feet like every day

And then, I'll be humping her nylon clad legs

Spiraling...

I start at the foot of the bed, on the floor, on my knees, worshipping her nylon clad feet

Inevitably, she draws me up, draws me forward, draws me down...

Spiraling into the Void

What does coming home mean when you have a foot and nylon fetish, and an understanding goddess?

Crawling

Submitting

Begging

Worshipping

Spiraling into the Void

When the RA on my floor found out about my... proclivities, she decided to put them, and me, to good use. And her no nonsense demeanor and authority ensured I would comply.

I didn't expect her to share that knowledge with one of my student teachers. But she did. And shared me, as well.

Soon, just finding time to study became difficult. But at least I was given access to a private section of the library. Well, taken there...

Spiraling

It was late

But I was waiting by my door

Naked, on my knees

Just as she'd instructed

She knocked

I opened the door

I expected her to enter

Instead, she beckoned me into the hallway

Entranced, I crawled into the hallway

She didn't speak

Just began walking

I followed her to her room

She kept me there

She kept me

Spiraling...

The dangling heel

A hypnotic sight

A siren song

A mental leash

Bringing me to my knees

Spiraling into the Void

My work on her boot earned me her praise, and her nylon covered foot.

But first she would slip her unzipped boot around my face.

Have me inhale the scent of her boot, her nylons, and her foot.

Knowing that would effectively shut off what was left of my brain.

Spiraling...

Lunch is served

Spiraling...

It's Friday. She's decided there will be no meetings for me today. That if she likes the work I do for her today, there may never be. She's been looking for the perfect assistant.

She makes sure HR knows I belong to her now, letting my whimpers and moans echo through the room. And across the phone line.

I should probably object, but she's been training me for this day. Completely entranced by her pantyhose covered legs, I lose what's left of my free will as she removes a heel even for a moment.

But that doesn't mean there isn't still work to be done. Even if it comes with rewards. Ones I desperately crave. I'll have to work hard to remain hers, to earn my new position. I intend to.

Spiraling...