"Pleasing Izzabelle"

(part one)

"Pleasing Izzabelle" (part one)
By garyk

As I enter, I notice the subtle smile that forms across Your sultry lips.. A knowing smile. Knowing that I am Yours… Yours to control…That I exist for Your pleasure… It’s a power that brings You a true feeling of pleasure and a power that I can not deny. You are sitting regally on a short stool in front of a dressing table with a mirror. The room is not dark and yet the flickering candles on each side of the table add an air of elegance as their glow reflects off of the mirror. Wearing a long, black, shimmering robe lined in lace that and tied with a tassel, You look absolutely intoxicating as I slowly approach., The robe is open just enough at the top to only slightly reveal Your more than voluptuous breasts . You are wearing black thigh high silk stockings and black high heels that accent Your incredibly gorgeous legs that the robe can not conceal.

It all started innocently enough… a chance encounter in a “chat” room dedicated to Hypnotic Domination .. a subject that is of great interest to me. I found Your website and experienced one of Your recordings. I had experimented with recorded hypnosis before, but have always avoided the ones designed to attract submission to a particular person whom I would never know. Yours was different. I started on Your three part “slave” series and after the first one, I knew I could never be the same. Now, here I am completely “enslaved” to You…Controlled by You…. Desirous pleasing only You.

Without saying a word, You point and I know to instinctively to kneel before You with head bowed in reverence.. Slowly , I unbutton my shirt and remove it. I unfasten my belt and remove my slacks. Socks and briefs are next and I am now naked and exposed before You. Your knowing smile broadens in delight. Reaching behind You produce a collar and leash and gently and lovingly fasten it around my neck. “Click” the small lock ensures that it can not be removed but with the key that You wear on a chain around Your lovely neck. Next, as if by magic, You produce a pair of heavy leather cuffs with a short length of chain attached to each. I hold my arms up as You fasten a cuff to each wrist and then attach the end of the chain to the rings on either side of my collar. My arms are now such that they are no more than 12 inches from my neck. You smile grows even bigger.

Next You hand me Your hair brush and holding on to my leash You spin around on the stool. Your incredibly gorgeous long silky soft dark hair swishes across my face as You turn and You know the Rushhhhh of incredible sensation that it causes as I kneel there behind You. As I have been instructed, I begin at the very bottom of Your incredible tresses that flow past Your shoulders and gently guide the bristles through its silkiness as You watch me in the mirror. My chained wrists are such that my face is forced to just inches from Your hair as I glide the brush through it. I inhale its essence and the exotic smell of Your delicate perfume. I must continue for as long as You desire as when I pull the brush slowly down from the top You tilt Your head back slightly and sway it from side to side so that my face becomes completely engulfed in its luxuriousness. You love having Your hair brushed like this. It’s relaxing, calming, soothing, erotic……..

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