I pushed my Doll and my Angel to new depths of trance these past two days. Using a shock collar of all things. A low cap, just enough to tense the muscles. And whispered words to remind them that every time they tense, they are to relax and sink deeper.
For both of their first times using the collar to train them to sink in this new way, it took maybe 30 minutes each. Nice and slow. Blending praise and pleasure with the vibration setting and sinking deeper with the shock. Interestingly enough, I think the shocks almost acted like a fractionalization tool. The zap would pull them up, the training immediatly pulled them back down even deeper.
Until there was nothing left. Nothing but empty vessels to fill. It was so easy to give them mantras. Or just whisper desires of fealty, loyalty, service, and love for me. And then came the pleasure.
It began as a match. Then, a candle. Then, a lighter. Building in their core. Pleasure like fire beginning to warm and tease them. Their muscles began to flex with need. Their breathing quickened. My voice was pleasure and there was nothing within them except for my voice.
Until it was almost too much. Every kiss and touch expanded the fire. Every touch of my lips made it hotter and stronger. Their wombs, implanted into them by me long ago, ached with need.
It was a bonfire. Then, a wild fire. They were waiting for their command. Their command to cum.
But I have them a new command. Not the simple command used when they're already teased and on the edge. A new one, modified just slightly. To recall this sensation. This overwhelming pleasure.
I stopped touching. All the pleasure came from my words. They had been empty and now they were filled to the brim with desire and bliss.
When the command came, I told them this was the overriding order, given my their Dollmaker or their Goddess. This was the command that would wash away everything and make them explode.
I called them property.
Dollmaker's Property. Goddess's Property.
And the fire turned into lightning. Every muscle spasming with orgasm. Every nerve flashing to life. A storm unleashed within them.
And then I said it again.
I reinforced the commands.
And i said it again.
Dollmaker's Property.
Goddess's Property.
Until they were spent. Until they were leaking through their panties. Where they rested until i called them back to life with a kiss.
I will continue this training. Modifying. Perfecting. Experimenting. They will cum, from cold, on command soon enough. Full body. Powerful. Irresistible. And they both know it.
In fact, it is likely they will both read this. Any they will feel their orgasms ripple through them just from these words and the memory.
And they will thank me. Here, for you to see.
And if another sees this and cums to the idea of this being done to them. Thank me here as well. So that others can see what kind of property you so desperately wish to become.
