Today a woman on the tube was wearing wedge sandals with long straps that get tied around the lower leg, and a really short gold-green dress. She had beautifully smooth creamy legs. I so wanted to ask her to let me gently and carefully take her heels off and let me massage and admire her feet. Then she could have taught me how to tie them back on, preferably with an emphasis on the correct etiquette (real or entirely made up just for me to adhere to) of tying the laces.
Today I saw a woman wearing a T-shirt as a dress. It came to just beneath her butt and she was stood in front of me on the tube, facing away from me. She had such nice, smooth legs, I couldn’t look away. I just wanted to kneel down on the floor and peek up at her butt. I wanted to show her how much of a dumb simp I could be, mindlessly staring at her sexy legs. I wanted to be easy to tease and control.
I want to be turned into a stupid, obedient premature ejaculator so much. Make me so far gone that I’m proud of how quickly I spurt for you. Have me come in and perform for your friends then thank you for the privilege. I want to be ruined and happy about it.
“That’s it baby, look at the spiral. The spiral reminds you of things doesn’t it? Like how lovely it is to be naked and kneeling for mummy. Why don’t you take your clothes off for me? Good boy…”
Fantasy idea: a woman gets me really into licking honey or treacle off her fingers. Once she can see I’m getting really into it she starts mixing in elements of humiliation, making me get naked and kneel or come to her and ask to lick her fingers. Eventually she’d tell me that we’re going to be switching from the honey or treacle to my own cum. And by that point I’d be so into the whole thing that I’d just accept it and smile up at her as her fingers gently probe my mouth.
“Don’t be silly, baby. Mummy loves your soft little penis. It’s very cute and so useful for controlling how you think. It’s just not good for sex, that’s all. You’re still mummy’s best boy.”
“You want to be let out of chastity? But baby, what about what mummy wants? Didn’t you tell me what mummy wants is the most important thing ever to you? Yes, you did. Now what mummy wants is for you to stay in chastity and not ask about releases again. Can you do that for me? Good boy.”
“I know you want to be all big and buff and in shape for mummy but that’s not what I want for you, baby. I want you to have a round tummy and stretch marks and lots of insecurities. That’s what makes you so fun to care for. I know you think you’d enjoy looking strong and getting to fuck me, but trust me, a boy like you appreciates cuddles and head pats and a caring tone and maybe the occasional hand job a lot more than a good fuck.”
“Remember baby boy, don’t cum and stay dumb. Mummy likes you dumb.”