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Showing posts with label humiliation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label humiliation. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

American apparel Ads with Captions

We need to get started keep warming up.
Have you found them yet?
No dear, stop worrying about the clothes you wear, haven't you learned anything from yoga, the clothing you wear on the outside doesn't matter, it's how you dress your spirit on the inside that matters.
But what will I wear home?

Last time you were at yoga class you swore you teacher saw your panties when you were doing downward dog, and now today someone stole your clothes before class, yet you instructor was nice enough to loan you some of hers.
It looks like it'll be just us today eric, or should I say eris?
Now spread your legs likea butteryfly spreads her wings, now watch me, um my eyes-

O sorry-
that's better, look into my eyes, and you'll have all the time in the world to look at a beautiful female form soon, but first become the butterfly and feel your legs stretching further and further apart, like mine, further than they've ever been before...


Ok here's you a cab to take you home, I told you there was nothing to worry about.
But my legs, they um feel funny... and um they open on their own each time I sit down.
Yes, I am proud of you you really pushed yourself in the butterfly pose and it seems you may need some time to heal, but I'm sure it'll wear off in a couple of days.
Days? But..
Bye sweet heart, you can keep the clothes. (She shuts the taxi door)

Um yeah this is not the way to my house.
*snap* Sleep.

This one is a male?
*lol* was. I installed the hypnotic triggers whilst we were doing yoga over the past couple of weeks. Ever since I saw his panty line on the first day, I knew this would be the perfect opportunity to procure a new um... "assistant"
Is that what you call them now? *laughs* this one can't even close his-
her-
"its" legs
Yes I think the trigger was too strong for such a weak mind, but no matter it serves our purpose well, does it not?

Saturday, June 25, 2011

White Shorts; Caption 2

What is is dear? You don't like these? You seemed to like the pink ones I'm wearing just fine, I even asked you if you thought this would be inappropriate. You said no and how much you liked them on me. Isn't that right?

But Mistress For real! If I am seen in this I might-- as well be seen in Wicked Weasel suit underneath. I mean you can see my butt cheeks for the love of things. (eris turns to show her mistress) 

(Mistress walks up behind runs something cold up her sissy ass cheek)
Ok if thats the way you feel, you can take them off, or better yet (she reveals the cold object to be a razor is already slicing them down the side) I'll just cut them off, your un-appreciative sissy ass. 
Mistress, no I'm sorry I'll do anything!
Anything? Well you may have to, as you'll be finding your own way home; because bitchy sissies don't deserve a ride with Me. (she turns to leave but after a few steps stops and glaring at the panicking sissy over her shoulder) 
Oh, I hope you have your wallet hidden somewhere in that thong. I told you before we left to use your purse but you thought it'd be too humiliating. Try hitchhiking like that. 
She leaves as eris shivers in the water where she foolishly tries cover up her bulging clit. 


White Shorts; Caption 1

Mistress the white shorts you spoke of to wear as a cover up are-- I mean, I thought were, going to be well... more, um, modest?