So you didn't have the hands-free orgasm I promised… so what? You're here again aren't you? You're here because you can't bare the thought of not being weak for my legs, worshiping my legs. You're here because you can't get enough. You know you want to feel this feeling over and again. And now that I have you under my spell, I just have to gloat about how much more power I have over you after furthering my own training. There's no way I'm going to stop now. In fact, I'm going to make sure that my suggestions are just that much stronger. You're such a loser, seeking my constant approval. A loser for legs, a leg zombie, a simple leg puppet. You cannot resist me, and you dare not. You've been trying to resist, and that will happen no longer. I won't tolerate it. Now you will instantly submit to me, you will instantly comply when I say that I want or need something. You know it's true. Because you know that whenever you resist me, you are the only one who suffers. Your desires are unfulfilled. Why would you keep yourself from the best pleasure you've ever known?

Do you ever feel like you've just lost your sparkle? Sometimes the world seems a little dark, or you're having a bad day. I feel it too sissy. But you know what I do? I like to play dress up. I have some outfits that make me feel really comfy and cozy, and some outfits make me feel sexy. Let's talk about it.

I'm in the kitchen having an adult beverage when you ring my doorbell. Your maternal figure has already told me a little bit about what my boy did to you, but I tell you to follow me into the kitchen & give me the whole story. You tell me that my boy has been picking on you at school & beating you up. I'm skeptical until you show me your bruises. It's shocking. But what's even more horrifying is the text message my boy sent to you: "I'm going to fuck your motherinlaw, cum on her face & make her give you a cum-covered kiss." I can't believe my boy wrote that! What's wrong with him? Maybe it's because my husband works too much & isn't around to punish him & teach him how to be a gentleman like you are. Suddenly I have an idea: we're going to give him a taste of his own medicine. I order you to follow me into my boy's bedroom where he's awaiting his punishment. I yell at him & tell him that he's going to sit right there & watch. Then I give you a passionate kiss, remove my shirt & bra and make you get undressed. I get down on my knees & start sucking your cock. You can hardly believe it, you're so hard. After the blowjob, I tell you that I want you to fuck me from behind. I pull off my panties & hike up my skirt over my ass. You pound me from behind, and I cum hard. Then we fuck missionary style & I cum again. I tell you how much better you are than my husband. I just love your young dick, sweetie. I am aching to ride that cock, so I climb on top of you & let down my hair. I'm just about to cum again when my phone rings. It's my husband, and I try to stifle my moans as I explain that I'm punishing our boy, and it's alright if he stays late at work again. I slam down my phone as my body is rocked by the hardest orgasm of all. I finish you off by fucking your young cock in my big tits. You cum all over my neck & chest. I use my finger to apply some of the cum to my lips, then I kiss my boy right on the mouth. I give my bully boy just what he deserves: a cum-covered kiss. He runs out of the room, and I tell you that my husband will be away this weekend & I want you to come back again for some more punishment.

I love knowing that men can't resist me. My perfect, shapely legs, my pantyhose, my high arches, and these beautiful, special shoes. You might think you're unique in your weakness, but you are not. So many men have fallen under my control, and now you will fall yet again, even deeper this time. These heels are extra pointy. Image my heel pressing into the tender flesh of your inner thigh, feeling so weak for me. The best part though might be when you see the marks later and feel weak all over again.