In the video-chat window, Mistress watched anna, watching the spiral. The earbuds inside the mask poured a droning white noise into anna’s mind, punctuated occasionally by Mistress’ glorious voice; calling her filthy names and whispering words of encouragement to her bulleted nipples and throbbing pussy. anna’s conscious mind was drowning in the bottomless spiral, leaving her subconscious mind helpless against the subliminal whispers and the words that flashed in the open chat window. Words that left anna shivering with fear and arousal: ‘slave…addicted…forever.’
The last few night’s lessons had been cultivating a fetish for voyeurism. Mistress wanted to show anna off to the rest of the internet group; wanted to show the others how deeply She’d enslaved the timid woman who’d wandered into the chat room less than two weeks ago. anna was frightened by how badly she wanted to obey. Mistress spoke: “Did you buy fresh batteries for the beads?” anna nodded “yes, Goddess.” Mistress smiled, “Then its time for more conditioning. Imprison your body while I enslave your mind even deeper.” anna couldn’t stop herself as she went through the ritual once again, binding her body and locking it within the chains. The mantra Mistress had prepared trickled through the earbuds and echoed inside her head. ‘A cam-whore does as she’s told, no matter how embarrassing, perverted, or bold.’ anna’s own sing-songy voice was slurred slightly by the trance under which she made the recording. she moaned in defeat, writhing and clenching and juicing inside the latex prison as the foam spheres that filled her ears and plugged her holes fucked everything out of her…
except obedience.
Original Manip Files
Director's Commentary
When I see an image of a woman encased in latex, staring into a laptop…with a webcam attached, I don’t argue. I get started. I had a little trouble figuring out which image from this excellent series to use, before hitting upon the idea to use them all and just do a bit of layout work with them.
