I find you in my room, at my feet, as I get up from a nap. Why are you in my room and what the hell would your girlfriend think? Do you have a pair of my dirt pantyhose from my hamper?! Is there something you'd like to tell me I say as I rub my gray, sheer, nylons together teasing you. I've seen that look... I know you like pantyhose a bit more than the average man. "Give me pantyhose back" I say and snag them from you smelling them and enticing you further... "Wouldn't it be hot is SHE wore nylons too?".  So, now that I've caught you, what are we to do about this inconvenience?  Hmmmm.. Here take these dirty pantyhose back, and let me scoot closer to the edge of the bed so you can see everything. The feet, the gusset, the anklet. I can see you're getting hard and I don't want to spoil this opportunity. Let me tell you everything that I love about pantyhose and see how it gets you going.  Yeah that's it... isn't it? It's okay, I know she'll be home soon but go ahead and take out your cock. You won't last long with me. Use those worn nylons to tease your shaft and head while I show off my feet and legs.  A fantasy cum-true! Never did you think the nylon wearing roommate would invite you to cum on her trashy pantyhose and cover them; Now give them back to me I want to see your cum on them and I'm going to drive you even wilder! As I taste, lick and rub my gusset with those cum covered hose and you start to clean yourself up we hear the door click and have to hurry! Get out of here, she can't find out!

Tan leather boots tapping on the floor as Madalynn walks in wearing her short blue sweater dress, and you catch a glimpse of the same colored blue fabric peeking out from her boots. She begins to tease you with the mental image of the thick texture of the socks. You just KNOW they’re slouch socks. Worn for hours. Just the way you like it! Madalynn pops her feet up on the table and slowly peels off the boots so you can see those slouch socks in all of their glory. Your favorite! She teases you about what was behind her back when she came in… Could it be? Maybe! She begins scrunching the slouch socks down around her ankles, encouraging you to get up close and personal with this blue pair of socks. That you need them. You love them. That you should be worshipping them. Putting them on your face, premising you to kiss them. You love seeing and feeling all of the details of those perfectly knitted socks. She pulls a 2nd pair of crisp white slouch socks out from behind her back. She was going to try and wear two pair at the same time, for you, but they were just too thick and she couldn’t get the boots zipped! Haha! Madalynn bunches and pulls up the white socks overtop of the blue ones, teasing you with all of the possibilities. Thick, wrinkly fabric. Kiss her slouch socks, adore them! Give Miss Madalynn total control. You love these thick socks, scrunching them right in your face. Now get down on the floor and worship them right! Nothing makes you happier, harder, or more devoted than to have access to my perfectly worn slouch socks!

Zantana is prepared for the next and most impressive part of this evenings magic show; She is need of a special assistant to come on stage and has recruited the help of PowerGirl to aid her in the endeavor. Bemused, Powergirl struts on stage in her white PVC leotard, shiny tan pantyhose, blue boots and gloves and her red cape down her back. She's apprehensive as to why Zantana would even bother with this as Zantana has to know by now things never work in her favor while PowerGirl is around. Zantana says the magic words and at first PowerGirl is startled, and nothing immediately happens. Then she notices the coils of rope crawling across the floor and inching up her ankles. She tries to keep calm, she can always get out of these sort of situations so she reluctantly lets herself get tangled in the magic ropes. When the scene fades back in PowerGirl is bootless,and hogtied tightly with her gloved hands behind her back and her thick nylon feet exposed upward, wiggling in determination to break the ropes. Zantana is thoroughly enjoying herself and teases PowerGirl, cooing about what an awesome assistant she is and how good she looks in her most powerful ropes. PowerGirl struggles vigourously, but to no avail, she is caught. Zantana gags her with a bright pink ball gag to quiet her as she's bound. Trying to annunciate through her gag, PowerGirl is felt up and played with by Zantana. Soon, a light tinkling of metal is heard and as Zantana looks around, she sees her leather straps inching closer and closer to her, before she can say the counter spell the scene fades and when we come back, Zantana is Balltied with leather straps over her shapely fishnet covered legs,her arms pinned behind her in a leather armbinder, a pair of panties are shoved in her mouth and she has microfoam over her mouth, around her head, and over her eyes blinding her. The 2 damsels struggle and grunt in their confines but eventually Zantana's magic works and she's able to slip out of the armbinder, unbuckle her ball tie retraints and remove the microfoam and panty gag. She gets up, more confident than ever that she escaped her bondage before PowerGirl and struts off stage, turning off the lights, leaving PowerGirl to see if she truly can get free.

Kicked up on the bed, relaxing and dorking around on my phone, I invite you into my room and I’m very excited that you have something for me. I get up and you throw my overnight bag at me giving a very troubling and puzzling look. You start to grill me about the contents of the bag, and I try to brush it off. We’re just roommates, it’s not your business what I have in my overnight bag when I go out on dates. But I pull out the silk scarf, the blue ball gag, and rope showing it to you and putting it back. I see you squirming. My interest is piqued. Are you curious? Wanna give it a go? Go change out of your work clothes and lets get to it. I apply some lip gloss and you notice the shine on my pantyhose legs, I begin to explain how I like to tie people. Length after length gets unraveled and wrapped around you. I shove a blue bandana gag into your mouth and pack your cheeks with it, add another length of rope and listen to your mumbled speech as I continue, more rope, more rope and I tell you I have a little surprise for you. I blindfold you with another blue bandana and get ready to show you the next surprise I have in mind. When I remove the blindfold, I hold it unfolded over my hips covering your surprise… What could it be? TA-DA!!! Behold, my strap-on! I know it’s your first time, so don’t worry I’ll be gentle and I pull the bandana gag out of your mouth and tell you part those pretty lips for me and take me cock. Slide the tip of my cock right to your tonsils. I give a long hard lesson in cock sucking before I lay you on the bed I start finding my way to your ass. One finger in, and a hand over your mouth as I prep you for my cock. Your holes are mine roomie and you’re going to wish you never asked what was in my bag… I leave you to clean up and you meet me down in the kitchen. We exchange a few words and then I come out from around the island and show you that I’m still wearing my strap on “Come slut, get over and come back for seconds!”

Another layered slouch sock tease… 1, 2, 3! I love the way these socks feel on my skin. I love knowing that they’re going to keep my feet nice and moist and really seal in the sweat that you crave. The magenta pair or so attention getting and bright. The light pink pair would be perfect to accumulate all of the sweat and show dirt. And last pair, the white pair! I’m sure you’d do anything to help me slide them on, touching and feeling my socks. Begging for more, begging to worship them. To feel how puffy, smooth and thick my foot is. Yeah… that’s exactly what you like, huh, sock boy?

Miss Madalynn Raye gets right to it, humiliating you while placing herself on the couch. Her black sheer pantyhose legs are absolutely dominant, her red satin blouse and leather skirt have you throbbing. The Goddess is here to take control of your mentally and financially.  Keeping you right where you belong. You're so pathetic and so entranced by Ms. Madalynn and  you're ready to do whatever she commands you to, no matter how dirty, no matter how humiliating!

Let me tell you all about why my long elegant neck is so sexy, and the various techniques I use to enhance and entice you into agreeing with me. I use my hands, string, and a wartenberg wheel on the skin of my neck to accentuate how profoundly gorgeous it is. My words carry you into a blissful state and you find yourself with yet another fetish!

I love how a simple little flex is all it takes; You love a strong girl, hmm? You know, there's something you can do for me! I have this plan... for us. I want what you have and I have the means to take it! While you're looking pretty fit, I want to get fitter, faster! I've created this device to drain all your power from you, your height, your strength, your muscle! You don't stand a chance... Let's keep cranking it up to see what happens next! I'll suck it right out of you, and there's nothing you can do about it, hahaha

Sailor V is on set for a new commercial featuring a carbonated beverage that her face is on. She stumbles through a few takes and eventually gets to the part where she has to take a sip of the product and immediately starts burping! “OH! This is really good! But it’s making me burp!” The crew continues to encourage her to keep taking sips so they can get the right shot and before we know it Sailor V is getting concerned as the can doesn’t seem to be emptying. And she becomes more and more gassy, squeaking out surprise burps and looking embarrassed. Before long she begs the crew to cut for the day as her belly is getting very bloated, and she can’t run around fighting crime by burping in their face! The crew won’t let her leave and tell her to keep guzzling down the beverage. She keeps making demands that go unheard and soon her belly is so swollen and uncomfortable that her skirt won’t stay down and you can see her white cotton panties. Sailor V slumps to the floor miserable, and bloated, occasionally pulling up her skirt to rub her extremely swollen stomach! The Crew reveal that they’re actually the ones that tricked her into this job and jinxed her soda! Now she’s reduced to a burping, belching, whining super-loser!

Look at your sexy wife, Madalynn, lying in bed with her soles covered in her lover's cum. She wants you to clean every drop of cum off her wrinkled soles, like the good cum slut you are. Such a lucky man you are to have a Goddess wife willing to let you lick the cum off her feet. Once they're cleaned to her liking, she wants her feet rubbed and worshipped. What you want doesn't matter, it's all about her pleasure. Since you did a good job pampering her perfect soles, you may rest at the foot of her bed tonight.

4 Rolls of duct tape. Cuffs. And a hot, sadistic, dominant woman to instruct you what to do with each item and how to apply them. I demonstrate each roll of tape and how it sounds. How the adhesive may feel of your most tender body parts. Start with your ankles, and wrap them around and around. Each one, multiple layers. Next I want you to bind your chest to the back of the chair. It may be tricky, but I have faith that you can do it! Even if it is a bit messy. Bind your calves, and keep following my directions. As your stuck to the chair, I paint a fantasy of the neighbor coming over and finding you in such a precarious situation… How, invigorating it would be. Now add more tape. More. More. More! Remember the cuffs? Well those are the last item. Now you’re taped, gagged, AND cuffed. At my mercy. Stuck. In absolute heaven!

When you walk in the door, I'm on the phone and FURIOUS about what I'm being told. That you were out and about causing mayhem and havoc and now I have to deal with you accordingly. As I'm chastising you and your antics your nose starts to wrinkle and you notice there's a smell in the room. I continue on my tirade but the smell is getting stronger and you can't help but to be a smart-ass and make a comment on my armpit funk wafting over to you. This is the cherry on top and, as if I couldn't have thought of a better punishment, I decide that instead of grounding you, you're getting my pits to your face! That'll teach you a lesson! Won't it? You'll never act out like that again, unless you want my adrenaline and anger fueled pits right to your face!

Waiting on the couch Madalyn is unaware as to how fast she needs to change for the man. He hands her a black nylon bodysuit and encourages her to strip out of her dress and put it on immediately. She’s standing their in her white lacey bra and panties and begins to roll the nylon material up and slides a foot in before the scene transitions to her pulling up, and tidying the sleeves. She places a pair of sky high, strappy silver stilettos on each nylon covered foot before the man comes back in the room and applies a makeshift collar. Madalynn isn’t sure what to think… Very apprehensive, but also doesn’t make a fuss until the ball gag goes inbetween her bright red lips. She’s standing their very unsure before she’s spun around and leather armbinder is slid onto her nylon covered arms. The snaps are secured, the laces are tightened and before Madalynn realizes it she’s being transformed into a dainty little fetish doll just for his pleasure. The man secures her ankles with heel locking cuffs and once those are secured he adds a chain to hobble her long strides and any attempt of escaping. Left to struggle, and observe her locked ankles and try to shrug her long hair out of her face, eventually the man comes back and applies a leash and gently walks her across the floor. Playing with his leather and nylon covered bondage doll, he enoucrages her to hold her chin up high and arch her back so she’s easier on the eyes. Once he’s satisfied with her high heel training, he sets her on the ground and applies a leather strap to fashion her into a simple hogtie. Soon he adds a leather blindfold and Madalynn is left to struggle on t he floor in nylon, leather and unable to speak or see. The perfect entertainment.

Short denim skirt and tan pantyhose, wiggling right in in front of your face. Bending, and gyrating, how car till you catch a glimpse of that pantyhose gusset and my panties. Peeping right up my skirt like you’re some sort of pervert. Am I doing it on purpose or am I just oblivious to how short my skirt is, well honey, you should know by now that nothing is done on accident. It’s all done on purpose, to lure you in and drag you closer. I lean back on the couch and put my white canvas ked feet up so you can get a glimpse of my perfect legs. While I tell you all about the ways I’m going to take everything from you. Take your will, your sanity, your cum, and your wallet. It ALL belongs to me now! I pull down my low cut green top and show you my big tits popping out of my satin bra. You’re fucked. The Goddess has you! Now it’s time to kick off the Keds and tease you with my divine pantyhose covered feet. Pull you ever closer. No escape. I start dangling my Keds, teasing you with the anticipation of it dropping and you getting to see that perfect foot. Let me break you down entirely. You can’t say “No” to my strong, sexy, nylon covered toes. My Goddess body rules you and you need to SEND while you stroke to me. It feels so good to send and stroke doesn’t it? The pantyhose gusset has you fucked, and you’re going to stroke and send again. I want you to feel so satisfied and so humiliated when I’m done for you. You’re going to do exactly as I say, and keep your Goddess pleased. Keep stroking as I lose the skirt, and keep stroking to my perfection as I continue to tease you in ways you never imagined as I count you down to your best orgasm yet.

I come home after running an errand to find my house smelling of toast and when I enter my room, I find you in there. With a butterknife. Am I supposed to be afraid of that? And whoa whoa, wait… A fanny pack?! What sort of knock off burglar are you supposed to be? I cannot take you seriously! You want the combination to safe? Too bad! I’d rather be gagged than give you the combination! You challenge my retort and throw a cloth and packing tape at me and tell me to gag myself. I stuff my cheeks with the white fabric and lay three strips of tape across my face bitching the whole entire time. You tell me to stay where I am while you scope out the rest of the house but I take out my phone and call my roommate who can barely understand me; But I try to bitch through my gag enough to get her to call the authorities or to just come home and help! You come back in the room and find me still bitching through the gag. Finally I’ve had enough and just say screw this! I’m ripping this lame ass gag off and challenging you. Now what are we going to do?! You’re going to what?! The scene fades to me tied and gagged with mouth stuffing and duct tape over my mouth. you’ve left me here for what feels like hours, I'm hungry, I have to pee, and I called my roommate to tell her what is going on so she’ll be here ANY minute! You better let me go and get out of here! You rip off my tape gag and I spit the stuffing out at you. Seriously, I have been tied up and gagged by the worst criminal EVER. EVER! you got into the safe?!?! No! NO! I need my coupons! And my grandmothers recipes! My Ma will kick my ass if she finds out I lost grandma’s recipes! Come on! You’re taking my recipes, my coupons, YOU BROKE MY TOASTER?! And what are you doing with my remote, what the hell are you doing?! Put those batteries back in that remote! You’ve heard enough of my bitching so you pack my mouth once again and wrap microfoam around my head. Now I can’t bitch as clearly as before but I’m still furious with you and will NOT give up! Finally you leave and conveniently the roommate comes back a few minutes later. I bitch and finally get them to untie my wrists so I can take this gag off and untie myself in frustration and disbelief.