Listen, Obey, Pay. (Recorded Instructions for Slut Bois)

Listen and Obey.
Close your eyes
and let my voice wash over you
like a cool breeze in summer.
Don't think,
just obey.
Life is so much better
when you listen to Mistress Avarice.
You are so much happier
when don't have to think or decide...
just obey.



Listen and Obey


  ~Mistress Avarice1-800-TO-FLIRT Ext: 0340-5343

Hypnoteased (and taught to please)

When I invited you over this evening, you thought it was because I wanted you to move some furniture, or to wash my car, or take me shopping. You're pretty used to the fact that I don't invite you over because I like you, but you really don't mind that too much, as long as it seems to everyone else (especially your friends) that I do.

The look on your face when I invited you in and offered you a glass of wine was priceless. You sat on the edge of the couch clutching the glass like a lifeline. It wasn't, of course. There was nothing that was going to save you from my plans for the evening...not even you...

I sat across from you on the sectional and started talking to you like I do people I really care about. You couldn't stop staring into my eyes, and you couldn't help yourself from responding to my voice, my eyes, and my smile. It wasn't long before you were telling me all about the fantasies you've kept locked up for so long. Almost all of them involved me, and in almost every one, I was sweet, loving and all yours.

Uhm...Yeah...right.

*giggle*

So anyway, after your second glass of wine, I could tell you were starting to trance out. You'd listen to what I tell you, then repeat it, over and over. You were such a good boy! 

My girlfriends and I have been laughing for months at the way you almost drool whenever you see me. (and at the way you behave when they're around.) We started calling you the pussy piggy, because you just can't seem to help yourself, even though no one will give it up for you!

I slowly brought you under and gave you your trigger word. If I say it, you say it, or someone else says it, your cock immediately gets hard, as if I'm right there telling you to touch it. You really can't help yourself, so, no matter where you are, you have a terrible urge to play with your winky. If you're with your boss or your family, you excuse yourself, run to the bathroom and try as hard as you can for release. Unfortunately for you, the trigger word only gets you excited...there's no release in store for you.

You know though, that I have the key...the key to unleash, to release, to make your dreams "cum" to fruition, so to speak. So you will always search me out, by calling my Niteflirt Femdom phonesex line, or if I'm not available, by calling one of my Niteflirt hypno-recordings.

You know that if and when you please me, that then (and only then) you will be allowed release. It's the one thing you want, the only thing you need. Pleasing me has become the only thing that's important, and you will do whatever it takes.

Laughing, I take the glass of wine from your hand, and show you to the door. I hand you my wishlist, give you a sweet peck on the cheek, and tell you to get to work. I remind you also that I have LOTS of buttons on my homepage, and that the more you click and pay, the closer to satisfaction you will cum....*wink*

It's time now...

Time to call you Mistress...

~Mistress Avarice
1-800-TO-FLIRT Ext: 0340-5343

Hypnotized into Blackmail

It all began so innocently. You called my Niteflirt Femdom phonesex line because you were feeling horny and you liked my pictures. I began with just a little small talk. It helped you to relax, which is exactly how I wanted you.

We started to talk about your fantasies, how you'd always wanted to be owned and controlled by a strong Mistress, but how you knew it could never happen. You claim to be an alpha male in your business life, and aren't in the habit of letting others run things.I giggle a bit then instruct you to lay back and relax...to just close your eyes for a while.

I began talking softly to you, telling you about myself, my life, what happens to slaves under my control, all the while asking you questions that seemed innocent enough at first. You were so relaxed and calm, listening to my voice. It's soothing, beguiling and mesmerizing all at the same time. Soon you were softly repeating my words as I led you deeper and deeper into your trance.

You had some perception that time passed, but no memory of what was said. You felt happy, energized and at peace. Which is rather ironic considering what was to come. While you were under, my dear little freak, you gave me all the information I need to blackmail you. You were such an easy little mark (a bit disappointing actually, as I do like a challenge) telling me all your personal info, your name, address, social security number, wifey's name, place of employment and your boss and co-worker's names, and (one of my favorites!) your credit and debit card numbers with the pins and verification codes.

I didn't even ask for your bank info.Yet. You'll give that to me soon enough. You see, you also volunteered some very interesting information about yourself. You told me how you put a hidden camera in the guest bedroom, so that when your wife's sister stays over you can watch her as she gets undressed. You told me that you always volunteer to do the laundrey when she's over, and what you do with her panties before you wash them. (except the pair you stole and still sniff and lick to this day) I'm sure you don't remember telling me about the fantasy of your wife catching you, then donning a strap on and fucking your little man pussy until you cry. But I do. Shall I play the recording back to you?

My little man isn't so alpha now, is he? I love being in control of cocky little men like you. I do insist on total submission; that means when I say do something, you do it NOW. Busy at work? Too bad, do it. Wife won't let you? Too bad, do it. REALLY don't want to? Too bad, do it.You see how this works now? Good.

Call me now, slut. I have an assignment for you.

~Mistress Avarice
1-800-TO-FLIRT Ext: 0340-5343

Cock Control

So many of you just can't keep your fingers off that thing. It's like, you're the only one who ever had one, and you have to keep checking to make sure it's still there. You can leave it alone for a while. I promise it will be there when you get back to it. I also promise you're not the only one who has one, and yours is not that special.

But what if, you're out somewhere and the urge to play with it just won't go away? What if you're at your mother in law's house, church, or at work? Are you just supposed to ignore it and hope nobody notices? What if you absolutely HAVE to rub one out NOW?

I suggest you set aside some time for a cock control phone session  with me. I will teach you what you really should already know. You have no business trying to maintain control of that thing, as you personally have no control. You need to hand the reigns over to a strong, confident domina such as myself. I will teach your penis to follow my lead so that you can relax and concentrate on more important things such as spoiling me! After all this time with your cock in control of you, it will be such a relief to give that power to me. 

As back-up to our phone sessions, and when I'm unavailable to take calls, you can listen to my hypno-cock control recording. Listen to it over and over again. Learn to follow, learn to listen, learn to put your cock (figuratively) into my very capable and well-manicured hands. I will warn you in advance, the more you listen to it, the further under my control you will become. Eventually, I will own all of you, body soul and cock.

I'm quite sure this guy wishes he would have called me to learn how to control his pork sword. He was hard at work (literally) in a customer's home installing Comcast cable. Apparently he was so bedazzled by the 24 year old young lady, that all he could think about was stroking his power drill, so when she turned her head, well...that's what he did. That of course, earned him an invitation to the county jail, a place I don't suggest visiting unless you're ready to learn some variations on penis control!

The moral of this story, of course is, if you can't keep your fingers off your little friend, it's imperative you seek the advice and leadership of someone who is capable of instilling the control that you need. You don't want to end up like Shane Wheatley, Comcast Cable's cockiest cable installer!

~Mistress Avarice
1-800-TO-FLIRT Ext: 0340-5343