... of being capture by the Baroness, who is dressed like a dominatrix trying to break him with pleasure and pain.

by gothamalleyviper
Storyline Master PC 2.9
Category M/F Mind Control
Previous Chapter She begins to make an end point for transformations for Flint.

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The template the Baroness created was making use of reoccurring sexual dreams Flint had of the Baroness, giving him an erotic dream of her breaking him with pleasure and pain while dressed as dominatrix.  It was now a reoccurring dream that racked his mind and soul at least twice a night.

He found himself captured in a Cobra medical bay, strapped to some sort of OBGYN chair.  A door opened behind him, he heard the clicking of heals.  He could tell it was her.  The shadow of her behind him appeared on the wall before him.  If the restraints only let him look around.

"We have already broken your intelligence personnel," his Goddess the Baroness intoned, "now you will surrender everything about the Joe's planned operations."

"Never!" Flint tried to sound defiant.

"Fifi, Bite!"

Lady Jaye appeared in his lap naked save for a collar cat ears and puppy mittens and bit down on his crotch.  He yelled as she began shaking her head like a dog with a chew toy.

"Release," the Baroness ordered her human doggy, "I can make this very painful, very pleasurable, and any mix in-between for you.  You will be my slave."

The Baroness walked around letting his look at her, cupless latex corset, armpit length leather gloves, latex mini-skirt, and boot tops millimeters below the bottom of her skirt.  With a wave of her hand Flint's pants disappeared.  She began to poke his crotch sending lightning bolts through him as she laughed.

"I control you," The Baroness said, "You just don't know it yet, slave."

The Baroness held one hand over his dick and he felt a thousand tongues licking up and down his rock hard shaft.  She placed her other hand behind his bum and he felt a wrist diameter finger tickling his prostate.  A dribble of precum began to leak out of his penis head.

"Your body betrays you slave," the Baroness smiled, "You belong to me!"


"Ahhhh!" Flint screamed shooting up from his bed.  He could feel the mess in his lap from the nocturnal release, "Am I going insane?"


The Baroness looked at the monitor as the text feed of the dream went dead.  The idea of Lady Jaye as her puppy made her feel warm and wet inside.  She imagined siting on her slaves' lap while he bucked to pleasure her at her command and a latex clad Lady Puppy lapped at the Baroness' clit.  She went to a new screen on her computer and did a search...

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solddate - 11/24/2015 2:50 AM
It happens to the best of us Burke, don't worry about it.
burke_rakers - 11/23/2015 3:17 AM
Well, I did my best to remove my busted starts. I know it's far from perfect :>(
burke_rakers - 11/22/2015 12:55 PM
Could someone remove a couple of those starts? It didn't seem like it was working, so I kept trying...
colleem - 11/21/2015 5:46 AM
okay :) Then i will wait with my Chapter until you have yours online :) like the Idea to bring back the Masterplan story
Solarsearcher - 11/20/2015 10:58 AM
Don't worry. The police scandal will be addressed in the next chapter.
colleem - 11/20/2015 7:47 AM
very good chapter solar. i would like to go further with the story but also i wanted to know what happened to the police.
C.King - 11/19/2015 10:35 PM
Solarsearcher-- Good job, but could you mention more on the police scandal on the Boards.
Solarsearcher - 11/19/2015 9:40 PM
C.King Thought you might be interested in the newest chapter of yours' and Colleem's running "Masterplan" story. http://www.superstories.net/addventure/Chapter.aspx?ID=93496
hannibal4713 - 11/19/2015 6:41 PM
back on the old superstories site it had a ton of incredible stories that seemed to have been lost in the transition to this new site. i would love all those old stories to be brought back in
zarir_77 - 11/19/2015 5:35 AM

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