hypnoticbreasts:I tuned into one of her camshows a few days ago. It was late and I was lying in bed
hypnoticbreasts:I tuned into one of her camshows a few days ago. It was late and I was lying in bed trying to find the perfect video before bed. Her profile picture was just a shot of those magnificent tits. Of course I clicked on it, a pair like that I just couldn’t ignore. When the room loaded, She was just sitting at the foot of her bed waiting for gold and tips. More and more people were joining the room as She sat there, jiggling those massive tits and rolling them around in Her hands. When enough people joined the room She said She wanted $2,000 to start the “main event.” I thought she was crazy to ask for that kind of money, but not many others felt that way. The tips and gold started to trickle in, some people giving a few dollars, and a few even dropping as much as $200. She kept jiggling and squeezing and I couldn’t stop watching as the money kept piling up. She told us all to get our headphones out so that we could fully enjoy what She had in store for us. I fumbled around for my earbuds and plugged them in. It sounded like there was some sort of weird feedback or something coming from Her end, but I didn’t pay much attention to it. She just kept jiggling and my cock was getting harder. She called us Her good boys, so eager to make Her happy. When She finally hit $2000 dollars, She started tracing circles around Her nipples. She was speaking quietly, so I really had to focus and listen. She would circle Her nipples, and then squeeze Her tits together over and over again. I was so hard, I couldn’t stop watching. The way Her tits looked so warm and inviting. So soft and smothering. So Big and Powerful. So incredibly powerful…I woke up the next morning with my laptop still running with my email open and my pajama bottoms around my knees. I didn’t remember falling asleep or even sending any emails. I don’t even remember cumming during Her performance. Running through my memories of the camshow the night before, I started getting painfully hard thinking about Her amazing tits. I tried looking up pictures online, but I couldn’t remember Her name for the life of me. I tried jerking off thinking about the show and Her amazing tits, but it was only leaving me frustrated. I had to get started with my day, but when I got home that night I would search the internet high and low for pictures of Her or maybe even another camshow.When I got home that night, I went straight to my computer. I went back to the cam website, but She wasn’t having a show at the moment, and I still couldn’t remember Her name. I kept searching the internet. I had to find Her. I looked through pages and pages of huge tits. My cock throbbing, but unable to finish with finding Her. I searched for almost 2 hours, before I gave up. I tried getting off to other big titted models, but it just wasn’t the same. I was about to go to bed frustrated and horny when I got an email. It was addressed from Mistress J. It was a blank except for a video message. It was from Her. I have no idea how She got my email address, but without thinking I grabbed around for my headphones and immediately pressed play. The sensations from the night before came back. Her tits were just so impossibly huge. Like none I had ever seen before. She just kept jiggling them, and squeezing them. I don’t remember what She was saying in the video, I was just so overwhelmed by the sight of Her huge, powerful tits. I started jerking as She kept squeezing her tits. They were just so big it was hard to think about anything other that Her tits…I woke up the next morning again with my laptop open and with my pajamas around my knees. I was still so frustrated. I had spent hours looking for this mystery woman the night before, and could not find Her. I must have fallen asleep while looking for Her. Just the thought of those big beautiful tits had my cock springing to life instantly. I tried masturbating, but it just wasn’t satisfying if I couldn’t see those perfect tits. I would do anything to see them again.My week felt like it played on a loop. I would wake up with my laptop open, try and jerk off but would get too frustrated and have to head out. I spent all day thinking about those tits. I couldn’t get them out of my head. She just had the most perfect pair of tits I had ever seen. I’d get home, horny as hell and get online and search. Two hours spent staring at tits, wishing they were Hers. I couldn’t help myself. Just thinking about Her tits got me so horny. They were becoming all I could think about. I’d be at work, finding myself drifting, thinking of Her tits. I’d be on the bus, wondering what they felt like. I was walking home imaging how they must taste, how those perfect nipples would feel in my mouth. They were taking over my mind. It was like an addiction to Her perfect mind blowing tits.After about a week of frustration, lost productivity, and a mind filled with what I imagined to be the softest, heaviest pair of tits ever, I found her. For some reason I knew I had to be home and online at 8. I logged onto the cam website and there was Her avatar. Those gorgeous, perfect tits I had been thinking about all week. My cock sprang into action and I jumped right into the room. There She was. I could feel the blood rushing out of my brain and into my throbbing cock. Tonight’s goal was $5,000 for the “main event.” Without thinking, I took my wallet out and transferred $50, I put my headphones in, and started slowly stroking my cock. She was squeezing Her perfect tits. Tracing Her deep cleavage with her finger. Everything She did caught my eyes, I was mesmerized by those tits. It was the best I had knowingly felt all week.Finally She started Her show. My cock was leaking as She started to speak. Her voice just penetrated my thoughts. I was so focused on Her tits, the way She was moving them, bouncing them. Her words were swirling around my head. All I could think about were Her tits while Her words just settled into my brain as if they were my own.“Such good boys, all stroking for your Mistress and Her hypnotic tits.” I nodded mindlessly as I continued to stroke and listen to Her. Watching Her bounce the thoughts out of my head.“Feel my words fill your head as My tits empty your mind of your thoughts. My tits becoming all you can think of, my words becoming all you know.” I was so focused on her cleavage. Each jiggle pushing thoughts out of my head. “Yes, Mistress.” I quietly whispered.“I obey only you.”“I crave your control.”“Your tits own me”“I am a slave to your tits”“Cannot resist your huge tits”“I obey only you.”It went on like this for almost two hours. If I knew what was happening, I would have realized she was reprogramming me. If I could have listened to my own thoughts and not her wonderfully soft velvet voice, I would have realized that I was becoming addicted to Her tits. She kept me on edge the entire time. So eager and desperate to cum after a frustrating weak, but not wanting to disappoint the most important person in my life, my Mistress. Even when I closed my eyes I could see Her huge round tits bouncing in front of me. They were all I could think of, all I wanted. They made me so weak, but that was ok because She was there to take control for me. I was focused on the immense bliss those tits brought me, I didn’t even realize She was enslaving me. It was alright though. All I wanted in this life were Her tits. I would do anything to see them. I would give Her anything She needed to watch them bounce and hear her voice. She was my Mistress, and I was helpless to obey her huge tits. The tits that pushed all my thoughts away only to be replaced by Her words.Without realizing, I was cumming at her command. I could feel my body emptying and Her tits taking over. Bouncing in my head, the soft flesh pushing all my thoughts and free will away. So big and powerful, so soft and bouncy. It was the most powerful orgasm I ever had. I came so hard and so strong for my Mistress and Her powerful hypnotic tits. I knew I belonged to Her, and had never been so happy. My eyes closed and I fell into my bed. Visions of Her bouncing tits filled my head and my dreams. Her words still echoing through my mind. Even after I had cum, She was still programming me. I couldn’t focus on what She was saying, only the pleasure She had given me. And of course those tits that controlled me. I drifted off to sleep, dreaming of submission and obedience to my new Mistress and her beautiful tits.I woke up the next morning with my laptop open and my pajamas around my knees. I didn’t remember falling asleep. I logged back in to see if I could find my dream woman and Her wonderful tits again. I still couldn’t believe that after all this time I still couldn’t find Her. I needed to find those tits again. I was addicted to them. My inbox chirped and I had a new email. It was from a Mistress J. My subconscious knew what that meant, and I slowly drifted off to sleep. Blank for my Mistress and ready to be trained and further enslaved by Her tits again. -- source link