(fictional story, haha, sort of, a few embellishments)

Paula, the ever-dominant and demanding Mistress, had a particular taste for keeping her submissive lover, Chase, perpetually prepared for her whims. The gleaming chrome plug nestled snugly in his ass was both a symbol of her power over him and a practical tool for maintaining his readiness. It was a constant reminder of his role in their dynamic, a silent sentinel of his submission that accompanied him throughout every moment of his day.

As the sun set on another weekend, the anticipation in the air grew thick with the scent of leather and lubricant. Chase knew tonight would be no ordinary evening, as he heard the clink of  Paula’s stiletto heels approaching the bedroom where he was kneeling, waiting for her instructions. The door swung open, and she entered, her figure illuminated by the dim glow of the bedside lamp. She was dressed to thrill in a skintight latex dress that clung to her voluptuous curves like a second skin, her eyes smoldering with desire as they met his.

“Tonight, my dear Chase,” she began, her voice a sultry purr that sent shivers down his spine, “I have a special treat for you. One of my closest female friends is joining us. She’s heard so much about your… talents, and she’s eager to sample them for herself.” With a flick of her wrist, she unbuckled her leather belt and let it slide to the floor, the sound echoing through the room like a gunshot. “You will address her as Mistress Victoria, and you will obey her every command, as if it were my own.”

The mention of another Mistress sent a jolt of excitement through Chase’s body, and his cock, already straining against the velvet chastity device, grew painfully erect. He had heard whispers of Mistress Victoria before, her reputation for cruel pleasure and insatiable appetite for submission preceding her. He couldn’t help but feel a mix of fear and arousal, his mind racing with the possibilities of the evening ahead.

Paula’s approached him, her movements fluid and predatory, and she reached down to stroke his cheek. “Good boy,” she murmured, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Now, go prepare yourself for our guest.” With a gentle pat on his ass, she sent him scurrying to the bathroom, the plug inside him a constant reminder of his impending fate.

As he cleaned and groomed himself meticulously, Chase could hear the muffled sounds of laughter and conversation from the living room. His heart raced with each footstep that grew closer to the bedroom door. Finally, with a deep breath, he emerged, dressed in nothing but a frilly maid’s apron and a pair of high heels that made his legs ache just looking at them.

Mistress Victoria stood tall and proud beside Paula, a wicked smile playing on her full, red lips as she appraised him from head to toe. “Well, well, what do we have here?” she cooed, her voice dripping with a thick British accent. “Paula wasn’t exaggerating. You are quite the little slut, aren’t you?”

Paula beckoned him over with a crooked finger. “Come here, Chase,” she ordered. “Let Mistress Victoria see how well you’ve been behaving for me.” He shuffled over, feeling the plug shift inside him with every step. Mistress Victoria reached out and pinched his ass cheek, her nails digging in just enough to make him yelp. “Look at him,” she said, her eyes gleaming. “So eager to please. It’s adorable.”

The two Mistresses exchanged a knowing look, their twisted smiles speaking volumes of the depraved evening they had planned. Chase felt a surge of excitement mixed with trepidation, his body ready to be used and abused at their whim.

Mistress Victoria sauntered closer, her eyes locked on his caged cock. “Let’s see if we can make you squirm even more, shall we?” She reached into her bag and pulled out a set of nipple clamps, attached to a delicate chain. She deftly attached them to his already-sensitive nipples, tightening them just enough to make him whimper. “Now, don’t move,” she purred. “I don’t want these to fall off just yet.”

The room grew tense as the two women began to discuss their plans for the night, their voices a low murmur of dirty whispers and wicked ideas. Chase could feel the plug inside him, a silent testament to his obedience and a promise of the pain and pleasure that was to come. He knew that no matter how much he might beg or plead, he would endure it all for the sake of serving them.

Paula grabbed his chin, forcing his gaze up to meet hers. “Tonight, you are ours, Chase. Our little fucktoy. Do not disappoint us.” The words hung in the air like a challenge, and he nodded fervently, his eyes brimming with submission.

Mistress Victoria approached the bed, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor, and gracefully sat down on the edge. She patted the mattress beside her. “Come, Chase. Time to show us what you can do.” He crawled over, his heels clicking a counterpoint to hers, and positioned himself between her legs, eager to begin serving.

The night stretched before them, a canvas of dark desires and sinful pleasures waiting to be painted with the sweat and moans of their depraved games. Chase knew he was in for an intense experience, but he also knew that he would revel in every moment of it, for this was the life he had chosen, the life of a devoted submissive to his beautiful, dominating Mistresses.

Here are some hypnosis files that will help you build the attitude of this post.