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Chastity and sissy hypnosis hasn't been very kind to your horny little mind. After what felt like weeks of sexy torture, your mistress releases you into the wild. Thinking you've been released from this curse, you try and pick back up the pieces of what once was your life. A few years later, you find a cute girl and plan to marry her. During one of the many vacations you take together, you both feel a bit naughty and decide to head inside a strip club. Just the feeling of being in here provokes thoughts and sexual feelings that in a way amplify your love for each other. However, barely under an hour in this sweaty pleasure palace, the stage clears and in steps a familiar figure. "Oh shit...It...no NO". In walks your former mistress squeezed into tight leather leggings. She bends down and utters "leotard boy looks like he needs to cum". Immediately you fall to your knees and begin to ejaculate profusely. Your tongue is out and your drool mixes with the cum on the floor. Your fiancee is mortified that you would even stoop to this level and storms out. You seem to be in some sort of sleeper agent trans. "Good boy" says mistress, "I'm the only bitch you need in your life. NOW EAT THAT FILTH OF THE FLOOR!" She unzips her leggings and tosses a thong and buttplug at you. She then struts over towards you and reveals a latex hood. "Nighty night leotard slut." She jams the hood over your head and you immediately fall back into your old ways.

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Chastity and sissy hypnosis hasn't been very kind to your horny little mind. After what felt like weeks of sexy torture, your mistress releases you into the wild. Thinking you've been released from this curse, you try and pick back up the pieces of what once was your life. A few years later, you find a cute girl and plan to marry her. During one of the many vacations you take together, you both feel a bit naughty and decide to head inside a strip club. Just the feeling of being in here provokes thoughts and sexual feelings that in a way amplify your love for each other. However, barely under an hour in this sweaty pleasure palace, the stage clears and in steps a familiar figure. "Oh shit...It...no NO". In walks your former mistress squeezed into tight leather leggings. She bends down and utters "leotard boy looks like he needs to cum". Immediately you fall to your knees and begin to ejaculate profusely. Your tongue is out and your drool mixes with the cum on the floor. Your fiancee is mortified that you would even stoop to this level and storms out. You seem to be in some sort of sleeper agent trans. "Good boy" says mistress, "I'm the only bitch you need in your life. NOW EAT THAT FILTH OF THE FLOOR!" She unzips her leggings and tosses a thong and buttplug at you. She then struts over towards you and reveals a latex hood. "Nighty night leotard slut." She jams the hood over your head and you immediately fall back into your old ways.