In a stunning turn of session, I take my boy, who is into hard slapping, painful stroking, squeezing and trampling, and tell him I am NOT here to meet HIS demands. That I will be gentle. That I am a KIND person. I will not be his PRICKLY BITCH...While slapping, squeezing, hitting, and stroking him until that THING is bright, bright fucking red. The second half of this in particular is frothy and serious.This is called irony. This is a mind fuck. This is beyond what most are capable of. Sharp as anything you've seen me do.

Mixing real life with a session, I tease my new virgin slave boy before I go out with the girls on a Friday. Stroked to the edge, but that's not frustrating enough. I wrap a vibrator around the head of his cock and let him tease himself awhile. Alone. On/off. Begging in an empty room. One of my girlfriends will be by to let you out. Bye!

Want a total immobilized chastity session tease that is better than your worst imagination. I’m in your head so bad, about your state, your fetish, your desire. I’ll have you crying. And I love to be here. Don’t miss

Always fascinated by electric play. Both ways. Today we take a very stuck boy who's not really into electric play (or says he isn't) and I shock all the brain cells out of him. I am not joking, no pulling punches. Levels are high and he can't stop me. His real-extended-prisoner request requires enduring this scene.

Every good superhero wants to help a damsel in distress. But Mandy Marx is too good at tricking weak boys and the tables have turned. Poor Captain America is officially under Hela's control.

Relentlessly training a "Thank You Mistress" out of my slave after each edging, raunchy stroke tease. The pitch of this scene rises to feverish, with each desperate "Thank You," until I need to slow down so I don't get too distracted, even myself. Highlights of a crazy edging session, filled with eternal gratitude.

There's nothing like the spiked device. No dignity, no defense, just sheer punishment when I walk in the room. And I'm about to do more than walk in the room. How badly you'll suffer, how deep my device will dig. With just a scent. A feather. A silicone-lubed grip. Even a horrible stroke? Wouldn't I? Worse yet, the full sight of my absolutely perfect ass. What's your name, boy? Can't you speak?

I hold my warm hand perfectly still around your cock and make you stroke yourself with your hips. Then, I rope your cock tight, stick the rope end in your mouth, and make you hump yourself in the air, while spit slowly drips from my mouth onto your wet, roped dick. And you can't touch me unless I let you. And then, I do. Shocking you. I let you touch my pussy and try to get me off. And you're not going anywhere, anytime soon, this is the middle of an isolation day for you. Promise.

All this mindfuckery has to end sometime, right. Even I can't sustain it forever? What if I want to just reward you for your chastity service, soldier. And let you get off with a heavenly, mind numbingly hot, pure handjob where I talk about what you want, (even locking you back up) and let you touch where you want. My poor, sweet fetish boys.

So long, he's broken. Broken by society, re-shattered by Dr. Marx. Fetish sparks in the institutional air. A boy discovers he is, in fact, desperate for this scene. He goes nowhere. He really is fucked. It's not a hospital, but it feels like one. A crazy one. Sticky, mouth, transparent, tape, gags, blinded, disoriented. Could this really be just a session? Anger. Denial. Depression. Acceptance? A porn scene you'll be watching in awe, minute by minute,but don't you usually fast forward or skip around through scenes? One liners. Feedback and perception. You need this one. You all do. You're in the hands of a goddess-level practitioner.

Make your requests, session boy, but you get what I decide to give. Will it be a forced-eye-contact tease with my boot pushing you down that simply alters your definition of what you want forever, counting you down to a ruined no-hands cum mindfuck that leaves you tweaking? How truly little say you truly have. That is control. And that's what the deepest part of you needs anyway. While the deepest part of me? She loves that look of surprised dismay on your face when you realize how little you can do about what I'm doing.

"Stop. I'm not your friend." At the height of the scene, after promises that today is the day I take your virginity. My virgin. My slave. My denial bitch. A bone-chilling mindfuck. A promise of more, for a year. Come to this. A tease, for my sub? Takes your breath away, huh? How much control you're in?

He does my homework in trade for bondage time. He's kinda G-rated, doesn't want his dick touched.I have drinks while leaving my friend in the bondage he likes, decide to come back in and take advantage. What's he gonna do? He struggles, hard, can't get away. I yank his dick out and wet it, and wet it more and stroke it. I'm in a crazy mood, if he doesn't like it, he doesn't have to get hard.

In the BEST MINDFUCK CLIP ever, my restraint client has no idea until now, the day of this clip release (and he's more of a session slut and less of a clip slut, so he may not even see this)... that Nurse Joy, and not myself, gave him this handjob. Our caper was pulled off flawlessly. I flirt stroke and do my thing, then, as you can see in the animation, I switch off to Joy. Boy is well blindfolded. Has no clue. And Joy, not used to Tease and Denial, gives a very, very good handie. Working in a fleshlight mini, and then just stroking again, it's a thing of beauty. Pop. Big cumshot from desperate helpless boy. Not from me. How dare he!

A single breath. A finger tap. It's all it takes to set my client on edge. This is his treatment. My fantasy. My rules. Watch me make him crumble.

You've seldom seen me have so much fun, than in this playful scene with a boy who is desperate to earn MORE time in his bonds. So, not into chastity at all, I lock a chastity device on, and I direct him to make himself cum. If he can, he gets extra dominatrix time. He tries... so hard! And I give him a hitachi, but I have override control of the vibrator (he doesn't realize that). A "service orgasm" is what I call it. He gets frustrated as hell, my padlock jiggling immobilization stroke bitch. More mine by the minute, aren't you?

You taught how to make these webs, and boy have I been practicing. I have you all webbed up! Now that I've proven myself, I think it's about time you to learn to feed like I want you to. Don’t worry, you can’t possibly move or stop me! Just gotta milk it out of you first. Super hot roleplay cumshot CEI craziness.

Getting a slave to admit to their problem is more easily done while the patient is in a weakened and confused state. The patient's 24 hour slave bondage contract is read back to him as he moans and thrusts and mews on the road to discovering his issues, and accepting treatment. This poor boy got ruined so many times during this span, one could almost accuse me of being the deviant, if the atmosphere wasn't so clinical.

There won't always be a supreme dominatrix here to guide you. Resist. Can't you? You control the vibrator knob. Tease yourself all night long. If you cum, I will be angry, tighten your straps and leave you aching in your mess.