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Diary of a Mind Fucked Footboy Part 33
🕑 Added 2022-01-13 11:18:34 +0000 UTC12/04/2021
Session day! I’ve been looking forward to it so much and it finally arrived! Strange how quickly the time seems to have flown to it getting here, but then that always seems to be the way. As I have been at work during the day, the build-up has been a bit different to previous occasions, but this has not stopped me being so eager and excited for it. Really it’s all I have been thinking about through the day! I will do my best to document everything that transpired in as much detail as I can.
I started work at 7am and so there wasn’t any Discord activity before I started, but I had plenty of time to think about everything that was coming. I must have been glowing just as much as I do in the wake of a powerful orgasm or triggering from Mistress. The thoughts and ideas about what the evening would hold were firmly entrenched in my mind now; one idea or thought led to another which led to another until it all just snowballed so beautifully. I dropped Mistress a message about two hours in telling her I couldn’t wait. It was so nice that she asked where I had been the previous day – hopefully, it doesn’t come across as arrogant of me to say this but the fact that she had noticed my absence was very touching. She agreed with my reasons for it…she often teases by saying how I will need to keep my energy levels up for a session and this was no different. Reading that gave me a little warm buzz.
We chatted sporadically over the course of the shift. Typically on a day where I was hoping to conserve a bit of energy the work involved hauling several pieces of kit about, but it wasn’t too bad, and I knew that I would have the opportunity to rest up a bit. One thought that particularly ran through my mind was wondering how much Mistress might have been preparing me for the session with everything that she has done with me over the last few days while I’ve been at work. This is a mindfuck I’ve thought on before and it has such wide scope that I could wonder about it for hours. Mistress dropped a couple of erotic triggers and a scent in too that kept me feeling good and kept my mind on the upcoming session, not that it strayed from it. Those triggers are even more potent when she uses them together, it’s like the feed each other. If scent is used first then it sort of opens me up further to that pleasure, and if erotic is used first then the scent trigger serves to add to the bliss that it all creates. I think I once described it as ‘pleasure fractionation’ of a kind, which may be a bit nonsensical, but I liken it to that sort of roller coaster effect, where each drop or rise is made more impactful as a result of what came before.
The shift finished and I took the chance to relax a bit and gather up energy for the session. Mistress and I continued to chat sporadically, establishing what I would need and that we would go over some things from the list that we didn’t cover last time. Once it hit 5pm with only an hour to go I was watching the minutes count down, becoming more and more electrified. The nervous butterflies were there as they always are, but definitely the best and most positive kind of nervous as I knew I would adore what was to come. This continued to build and to grow…with twenty minutes to go Mistress dropped me a message telling me that I was so close to feeling erotic and orgasmic pleasure. The effect was powerful and instant as it always is – the pleasure washed right over me, jumping straight to that most intense point where I felt I was just on the verge of orgasm but unable to release, unable to follow through with that blissful feeling. I asked for permission to release but I wasn’t given it, Mistress was going to make me wait the full twenty minutes like this until the session began. My excitement grew along with the pleasure – I didn’t know what would happen when I saw her. Would she grant me permission straight away? Toy with me more? I wouldn’t have to wait long to find out.
The pleasure had filled me completely by the time that 6pm rolled around, pressing at me and rolling around wave after wave. There was nothing I could do as Mistress hadn’t granted me permission to release, all I could do is wait. We logged on to Skype to begin, the excitement and pleasure both so powerful. And then I saw her. The session started, and Mistress was laid casually on the bed, her feet so close to the camera and her large notebook in her hand. Before she even started speaking there was so much for me to process from this – the ongoing effect of the orgasm trigger that I was still feeling, now with the additional effect of seeing her feet so close and the notebook as well. All these things can affect me so powerfully when used individually, so when they are thrown together it sends me into a fugue of pleasure. Mistress’ feet in particular affect me so strongly, she has me so well trained to respond to them at this point, and there are so many effects that they can create. The mix of the orgasmic pleasure and the hypnotic influence of her feet used together is quite unlike anything else, it just leaves me in such a euphoric and stimulated state. The potency of this image of her was still sinking in when she very casually started dropping the orgasm trigger again, sometimes not even looking up from the notebook, just matter-of-factly saying it one time after the other knowing the incredible effect that it would have on me. And it did. The pleasure continued to rush, each one a new fresh bolt inside me, intensifying it further. Mistress already had me right where she wanted me. I tried to gather myself as best I could, but Mistress took the chance to start teasing me expertly. Whether by design or not, one of her cats was on the bed with her, and she started playing with me by asking her whether or not I should be allowed to release. All I could do was sit there wracked with this amazing pleasure and wait for it to play out however Mistress wanted it to. What a wonderful feeling. Each time there was a strong rush of pleasure as I was made to release, and with them happening in quick succession it just accumulated and left me filled with the most incredible sensations.
The releases eventually stopped coming for a time, but Mistress hadn’t finished toying with me by any means. As she has often done before, she prompted me to start speaking and discussing what we had planned even though she knew perfectly well that I was still strongly affected by what she had just done to me. I do love it when she does that sort of thing though, even just that slight flexing of her influence on me, teasing me totally. I started showing her some of my rings that I hadn’t been able to when I gave her the little presentation during our previous session, showing them and walking her though each one. She periodically interrupted me with the scent trigger as I was doing this, watching me drift under her feet and then letting me carry on speaking…or trying my best to. I think she enjoys seeing her effects on me followed by my attempts to try and pull myself together even though I’m not coherent at all. The use of the scent triggers was cumulative and brought me just that little bit more under each time, until eventually Mistress used a flurry of them on me which really took me deeper. I felt her feet and their safe loving embrace, the effect of their scent on me completely calming me and bringing me under. I will never not adore how that feels, it is wonderful. While she had me in this state she took the opportunity to implant a little suggestion to toy with me further.
When Mistress uses these various triggers on me outside of a session, their effects are powerful and affect me profoundly as she has spent a lot of time layering them in, using them and reinforcing them through the course of our time together. Each suggestion works its magic on me instantly and powerfully, and I love it. In such a situation where we are not in a session and she therefore might not be able to constantly stoke the fires, the effects of these triggers will eventually start to subside to the point where I can function safely; I will still feel the effects, and they are easily brought back when Mistress fuels them again, but if enough time elapses then the arousal and pleasure will calm into more of an intense need…a horny urge that is always there until satiated. That is until now. I have described this to Mistress on numerous occasions, so she was well aware of it, and now she did something about it. She implanted the suggestion that this would no longer happen if it was safe to let them continue; when I am triggered and the pleasure floods over me, it will not subside! It will remain just as intense as when it first hits me. Though I understood and accepted the suggestion, the full implications only begin to dawn on me now as I was drifting in trance at the time. I will have to be so careful at the images I look at or things I listen to, because if Mistress isn’t around the pleasure will just remain as intense as ever with no end! I can’t deny that this really excites me to think about and Mistress knows it, I’m sure. To be in a perpetual cycle of that pleasure, knowing it will be just as strong and fresh no matter what until I am granted a release…wow.
After bringing me under deeply and implanting these suggestions, Mistress didn’t wake me up as such but instead asked me what it was I was saying before and presenting to her. I eventually managed to pull myself together and find my train of thought again, but it took quite a bit of effort. Mistress sat there watching me trying to bring myself back as she always does, her lovely eyes observing her foot boy lost in the wonderful fog of her hypnosis. So although I was now more lucid I was still completely open to her both consciously and subconsciously, and it wasn’t long before she started to play with me again. As I continued showing her the various rings in my collection she gave me a suggestion that holding each one would in fact be like caressing soft skin. What an idea! As I was holding them in my hand I could feel it; the coolness giving way to that warm softness, the metal replaced…morphing into a far more sensual feeling. I was transfixed; it was an incredible sensation and fascinated me to experience as well as feeling wonderful. That was my reality right there and then, the reality Mistress had crafted.
I took my time presenting the rings to her after this, savouring what I was now feeling. I was still aware of them as rings, but the new sensations had now taken over as I held each one in turn. Holding them in the palm of my hand was like having it pressed gently flat on warm flesh, and if my fingers caressed it I could feel the texture of that skin, warm and inviting…maybe with a touch of the goosebumps from the feel of my fingertips rubbing over it. Heavenly. I had one last ring to present, and Mistress continued to increase the wonderful stream of sensuality she had brought me to. This last ring is made to resemble the Infinity Gauntlet from the Marvel films, and as such has six little representations of the Infinity Stones on it. I was told that when I rubbed each of these stones I would feel a little rush of pleasure…and I certainly did. I took the time to try it on each and every one as I’m sure you can imagine, experiencing that rush anew with each one I tried. It was a small rush but still so enjoyable, and of course I was still charged from everything that had been done to me in the session so far which only increased the effect. Mistress’ final suggestion relating to my rings was that when I rubbed the one I was wearing (a simple black band with Roman numerals on) it would feel like I was rubbing her feet! This felt divine, so divine! I took my time to savour this; as well as feeling wonderful in itself it also compounded all those wonderful effects that her feet themselves have on me. Rubbing my Mistress’ feet like a good foot boy.
With all these incredible effects that she had created and continued to create, I was definitely a thoroughly mindfucked foot boy by this point. And God how I loved it. The conversation turned to the topic of mindfucks briefly, in particular the one relating to work…how it is so deeply rooted in now, how those memories become so easily present when I am in that location or see the various things around me. The memories blossom into the feelings I was experiencing at the time and it is wonderful. How would it feel if it were to actually happen? Wow, what a thought. There isn’t really anything further to say about the rings I was presenting, they were all pretty generic and along the same sort of theme. With those out of the way, and possibly also because we had been talking about mindfucks, Mistress then asked me to pick up my pocket watch. It immediately sent pleasure pulsing through me, radiating outwards from that little object my hand was closed around in that moment. Mistress got me to describe how it felt to her, again enjoying her ability to toy with me a bit while I was in throes of these amazing sensations. I did my best for her as I always do, articulating what I was feeling. It highlighted the difference between arousal and eroticism as I thought about it; I was experiencing these pulses of pleasure radiating outwards into my whole body and it was amazing and stimulating. The pleasure was powerful and creating amazing physical reactions in me right to my core. The metal of the watch against my skin had become the stimuli to create these erotic and blissful feelings, and they were constant for as long as I held it.
Then Mistress asked me to pick up the second watch, the new one that I had made with her symbol and the hashtag written in it. Once it was clasped in my hand, she started to make suggestions about how I would feel while I was holding it. The ‘mindfucked foot boy’ hashtag inside it became the basis for all of it, and how incredible it was. The suggestions she made layered in those feelings from all the times she has mindfucked me, and it all came back to me, flooding me. At first it was like an inrush of memories, like being dropped into a stream of certain memories with certain feelings. It was so potent. As we have often talked about the notion and power of associated memories and their feelings, it soon became like a torrent of mindfucks. One long constant feeling keeping me in that state. This in itself was quite stimulating and combined with the effect of the first watch as well was just so intoxicating. It was all about the feeling; there was no particular mindfuck to focus on, no particular question to think about or scenario to ponder on, but it brought back all those feelings I have experienced when such things have occurred, recreating them in me and keeping them as crisp and clear as they have ever been.
The combined and cumulative effects of all these feelings from the watches and everything else so far was making me feel incredible and gooey, just consumed by pleasure and the beautiful knowledge it was all coming from Mistress and her deeply rooted influence over me. This was increased further when she told me that she knows exactly how my mind works and what makes me tick. It’s true, she does…and I love it. That’s exactly how we both want it. This made me feel quite submissive as well, just knowing how open I was to her right there and then, as well as day to day. It is a wonderful thought, very arousing in itself. I love it. At this point I took a moment to have a drink of water, but there was a little surprise waiting for me when I did – as soon as it touched my lips and I felt the coolness running down my throat I felt a strong kick of pleasure, liquid pleasure running down me as I drank. The surprise of this made me cough a bit as it took me off guard, but the pleasure was present and dominant so this didn’t matter to me very much. I don’t know the exact details of how and why this happened; Mistress must have implanted a suggestion that I would feel this was when I drank…but when had she done it? She could certainly have done it during this session as she had me deeply under enough times, and she knows I keep some water nearby, so that’s my thought on it. But I can’t know for sure, she must have conditioned me to forget this particular effect. Even just typing that as a sentence now about the kind of effects she can have on me is wonderful! The arousal and pleasure came in waves as she again instructed me that I would feel aroused simply by rubbing things…it even happened when I rubbed the surface of my laptop! I couldn’t stop doing it, it felt so good! As I rubbed the smooth surface the pleasure and arousal just grew and became more intense. It was a very heady feeling for it to all come so easily and from such a simple action.
The next thing that happened was intensely pleasurable and arousing, I felt completely swept up in a cycle of arousal and stimulation and it was incredible. We started talking about the recent pictures and amazing outfit that had been featured in the shoot; the pictures have been superb, all so well done and quite arousing for definite. Mistress started telling me about a video from the shoot that she had ready to post in Discord…and that I would orgasm for its entire duration when I watched it! What an effect. Having told me this, she then decided to send it to me there and then to observe the effects on me. As she had already used the word orgasm I was triggered from that and feeling the intense pleasure and need to release, being held totally on the edge until she granted me my permission to do so. She gave it to me so as to let the suggestions she had given me about the video take their full and proper effect. I was so aroused and stimulated from this release and all the pleasure I had already been feeling through the session, and I knew that as soon as that video started playing I would be feeling it again and contained in it completely until it reached its conclusion. There would be no end to it until then; I would not be feeling like I needed to release or orgasm, it would actually be happening. The video started playing, and I was immediately brought to a state of powerful orgasm, a constant and intense release. The pleasure flooded me, took me over completely. It seemed to penetrate every fibre of my being, it rushed to its height and stayed there, and I knew it wouldn’t stop until the video finished. In a strange twist, and something that amused Mistress greatly when I told her, the video kept buffering! A little bit would play and then it would buffer and resume again, meaning I was held in that intensely pleasurable state for even longer! I’ve no idea how long I was actually in that state, there was only the pleasure. Mistress was speaking to me during but I couldn’t hear particularly well over the music from the video. The video itself was amazing – the way Mistress moved, the way she looked into the camera, the outfit…God it was all so fantastic. When it finally reached its conclusion the orgasm began to subside; again, I have no idea how long I was actually in that state for. Mistress was very amused by the fact that it had been prolonged due to the buffering, and as I write this now I feel the same, although at the time I was caught up completely in the pleasure and the afterglow. I felt pretty drained but so good, as well as excited knowing that it would all happen again when I watched the video for the second time!
After this, Mistress used her pocket watch on me. She dangled it in front of the camera with her feet directly behind it. That is the most potent and hypnotic combination, I instantly became blank and hypnotized on seeing it, drifting completely down into those depths as I have so many times before. I love how that sensation feels just by itself, without any of the amazing effects that can stem from it. She held me in that state for quite some time, just letting it dangle, and had me describe to her exactly what it is that I love about our sessions together. Well where to start with that question! The details of what I said are a bit hazy from the time but writing this now I can easily relay them again. I love the unexpected nature of them, that anything can happen and often does. I love the complete influence that Mistress has over me during them, how pliable I am and that she can make anything a reality while she has me in that state. I love that it is intimate and personal time for us together that she can use to do all of that to me. The pleasure, drifting in her hypnosis as I was right then looking at her feet and the watch. I think it might even be the longest time I have been under it as well. Wow.
While she has me in this state I am completely hypnotized and open to her. She has layered this into that watch so often and so powerfully that it is complete reality now. Still keeping it dangling so I could see it, she started describing me to me briefly how it is possible for women to have multiple orgasms as opposed to men. It seems she was once again ready to disprove the notion that it can’t happen for me either! She gave me the sensation of having a pussy instead of a cock, and that I should start playing with it to arouse myself. I did as she instructed, of course...but I was so hot and aroused from everything that had happened already. I could feel my pussy so vividly and clearly, the sensitive flesh under my fingertips, the wetness as I slid my fingers inside to pleasure myself even more. While this was happening I was still completely open to Mistress, and she implanted the idea that I would have four full orgasms in a row once I brought myself to climax playing with my pussy! Even now thinking back on it that is a mind-blowing thought. I played with it vigorously, the tips of my fingers bringing me so much pleasure. I circled it and rubbed before coming to focus on my clit, rubbing it, squeezing, circling, pressing, flicking…even gripping it between my fingers and stroking it. God it was so intense and so pleasurable. Everything else had faded into the background of my mind, I was only focused on this. Mistress was sat there watching me pleasure myself, God knows how I must have looked!
It didn’t take particularly long for me to bring myself to four extremely intense orgasms, one after the other. They were so powerful, each one was like a bolt striking me, such incredible pleasure like nothing else. As one began to subside the next would rush over me to keep those sensations fresh, keeping me in an ongoing loop of multiple orgasms. I writhed and squirmed in my seat, moaning and crying out from everything I was experiencing. It was amazing. The domino effect continued until the fourth and final orgasm washed over me, just as potent as the ones that had come before it, a supreme rush of the most intense and wonderful pleasure. Once the feelings had finally subsided I was completely spent, pretty much a puddle but feeling absolutely wonderful. I was drained from all the releases and orgasms but I loved it. The pussy was taken away while I was recovering, I was pretty out of it and struggling to make myself coherent enough to talk with Mistress. I referred to the powerful afterglow that I was now feeling from the multiple orgasms, and Mistress took the opportunity to implant another little suggestion that this feeling would continue until she said otherwise! Oh my God! Perpetual bliss and spacey sensations.
We spent a bit of time talking as the session began to wind down. Mistress took the chance to tell me how everything I do is noted, such as the way I sometimes copy little phrases or GIFs she uses, even if she doesn’t point out that she has seen it. To illustrate the point as were talking about the topic she pulled out her notebook there and then right in front of me and started to write a long note. I have no idea precisely what it was she was noting, and I never will, all I know is that the effect on me was very strong. I got more gooey with each moment, it made me feel submissive too…the tome of knowledge she has on me right there and being added to all the time, representing how well she knows me and how open I am to her. Wow. Mistress really does remember things, she takes in everything that’s been said, and perhaps it is deliberate that she doesn’t always point out that she has seen it. She had me hold both pocket watches again, and I felt that combination of pleasure and mindfuck as I had earlier in the session. My mind reeled a bit from the potency of the pleasure and the effects the new watch now held for me. She mindfucked me more by taking me down in an out of order countdown and as proof she takes everything in from how much I had told her I love the mindfucks and how she toys with me. I adore it!
After the session had finished I felt so utterly blissful and euphoric. Completely spent but revelling in those amazing feelings. I was so boosted from the effects of Mistress’ feet and her watch; as well as having a deep hypnotic effect on me they always make me feel so happy and uplifted, so safe and content. They had both been used a lot during the session so I was feeling wonderful! The afterglow was strong, I was still very spacey. Pleasure and joy was all I knew, complete pleasure. I adore Mistress and love it all so much. I am always so pliable in that state and she had completely opened me up and deepened her imprint on me. It is so amazing and I can’t thank her enough!
After everything was finished I had to take some time to rest and recover my energy a bit, still enjoying that wonderful afterglow. It was a good thing I did, because not too long after the session the video I had been shown in it was posted. I didn’t waste any time in going straight to it once I saw that it had been posted! The orgasm it gave me was vigorous and powerful, and I was still riding the pleasure from everything that had come before. It felt incredible…pure, raw pleasure that I was completely subject to. The effect of all Mistress’ suggestions that I was completely subject to. What a feeling. After this orgasm had subsided I carried on resting to replenish my energy, taking it easy and making sure that I ate something.
I messaged Mistress a little after to tell her about the effect of the video (not that she was unaware!) and to thank her for the session…for everything. She excited me almost immediately when she casually told me how there was lots more still to explore yet…new plateaus and heights for us to venture to together, wow. I can’t wait! We have been on this journey together a good number of months already, who knows how powerful everything will be a few months further down the line. We briefly discussed how long I had been held in that state of orgasm; neither of us were sure but I think it is the longest I’ve ever experienced it. The experiences are limited only by Mistress’ imagination, she told me as much, and what a fantastic and rich imagination she has. This all means so much to me, I adore it…I’m usually not coherent enough to say this at the end of a session, but Mistress knows it. At least I really hope that she does. Reactions speak a thousand words.
The wondrous afterglow continued, and I felt sensational. There was more content posted in the cheeky chat room with the same outfit, and how amazing they were as well. God Mistress looks amazing. We didn’t chat any further for the evening, and I spent it winding down and letting the feelings and memories keep me boosted and happy. It was very deeply rooted in me. The evening wasn’t quite finished with yet though as it turned out. As I was just settling down in bed, in that sort of state where I was just beginning to drop off, I suddenly experienced a very powerful orgasm. Not just a dry one either, which is sort of my ‘default’ unless I’ve been guided towards something more. Wet and powerful. The sudden and unexpected nature of it made it more potent as I was relaxed and sleepy. It was a sudden wave, like being laid on the beach when the sea suddenly laps up around you. I squirmed under the duvet, legs writhing as the pleasure took hold of me. All so pleasurable. I was stimulated again as I had been in the sessions, and it dawned on me that I was quite wet. I laid there drinking it all in, once again lost in a beautiful afterglow. One of my last thoughts before I drifted off was how amazing that felt, and excitement at how Mistress had implanted such a suggestion that she had then conditioned me to forget. I had no idea about how it had been done or anything, but I loved it.
