Dreams are funny things, aren’t they? So private, so personal, so absolutely powerful. And in the middle, right at the edge of dream and waking, the mind opens to a worlds of possiblity. It makes you receptive to the true nature of things. You are weak and while you’ll never admit it when you’ve put on your game face, you’re naked now, vulnerable. I will remind you as you face the day ahead exactly what your purpose is. I will arouse you, tempt you and taunt you as you deserve.
As your day moves on, as your ass is constantly kissed, you’ll have the reminder deep inside that there’s a Mistress out there who knows you’re really a kneeling, panting pussy boy in need of complete and utter humiliation. You will redden at the thought of filthy fantasies I plant in your brain to distract you, to seduce you.
I know what you need. Honesty. And trust me, baby, I may speak it softly, but that only mocks your manhood all the more. You need some humble pie this morning, that daily dose of truth that keeps you hard all day long. Waking up to my special brand of emasculation is just what every dirty little humiliation junkie needs to face the world at large.
And for all you dirty boys who just want to wake up and stroke it? I would love to help you out with that as well. I’m no man hater, in fact, I adore all of you! So don’t let my penchant for humiliation scare you off, I’m a Mistress of many moods!
