I have gotten a new file from mcfan. Also, I guess I'll have to catch up a little since yesterday morning...
ead this file carefully and be sure you have enough time to obey. These commands will require about 15-20 minutes of your time; if you don't have the time now, close this email and come back to it later. If you do have the time, then I'm confident you're in for some fun, since you did ask for more of this.
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You've been turned into a puppetgirl again, nothing more than a marionette on strings, all of your movements controlled by the strings attached to every limb, and that very special bundle of strings that runs inside of your head and controls your feelings and expressions. As you obey my commands, you will feel yourself pulled helplessly by the strings with nothing you can do to disobey. You are merely a helpless puppet, just as you were last time.
The first string you feel being pulled is one that goes inside your head ... you can feel just the slightest bit of tension. As this string pulls, you can feel your level of arousal increase just enough to be noticeable, sustain for a second or two, and then go back down to normal as you feel the string slacken. You will continue to feel this slight throb of sexual arousal for a short time once every minute or so, until I say otherwise.
Next, when I tell you to obey, you will feel the strings pulling you to get up and dress yourself the way you did the last time you were a puppet. After you are dressed, you will have to send an email to me describing what you are wearing. Obey now: go get dressed, send the email to me, and then continue reading these commands.
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Now that you are dressed as a marionette, you are finding that the arousal string is pulling a bit more taut, and holding for just a bit longer, intensifying the pulse of your sexual arousal.
We are going to practice a little now. When I tell you to obey this command, you will go and turn on some music that you can dance to. It could be a CD, the radio, an mp3; anything you can hear. If you do not have any music you can easily play, you will imagine you are hearing two very sultry and danceable songs playing, with a one minute break in between them. You will then find yourself being made to dance to the music, in as suggestive and sexy a manner as you can. You'll be dancing as the strings pull you, in time to the music, wiggling your bottom, gyrating your shoulders and hips, smiling and blowing kisses to the air, and periodically running your hands up and down your body, your thighs, your sides, your breasts. The sexier you dance, the harder you feel the pull on the string that's giving you that periodic stab of arousal, and the hornier you become.
You'll continue to dance for two complete songs, then return and finish reading this email. If there's a break between the songs, you'll find that you're left standing there limp and unable to move, just hanging lifelessly by your stings, as if the puppet master is taking a break. Obey this command now, then come back and contine reading this message.
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By now you are no doubt feeling like a very sexy and very slutty puppet indeed, and you feel a strong, continuous tug on the arousal string. You're feeling very horny now, very much needing to get yourself off -- but you cannot until your controller is ready to make you do so. Your legs are being pulled apart with your feet out but still resting on the floor. Your wrists are being pulled in the air to hang at shoulder level, your hands limp. You find you are able to use one of your hands to control the computer and continue to read this email, if necessary. Once you have scrolled down a little further, that hand will return to its limp, hanging position until it is needed again.
Your head is being tilted to the side, and the corners of your mouth are being pulled up into a wide dolly smile. The pressure between your legs continues to build, making you feel like you could squirm if only you could move. However, it is your controller's wish that you sit here and contemplate your helplessness and utter need for sexual release for forty seconds.
After that time has passed, you feel your hands moving towards your crotch, directing you to do whatever you need to do in order to pleasure yourself in the creamiest and most satisfying way possible. Do this now, and enjoy an extended puppet orgasm as you feel your orgasm string pulled which sends you over the edge in a very satisfying and pleasurable way.
And finally, when you have finished, you will return to normal, no longer a puppet, freed from my suggestions until next time. Send some email and tell me what you thought of the experience, which I hope you enjoyed.
Yesterday morning started out quite intense. I was already half awake, typing at my laptop and checking for emails, when I suddenly found my hands pulled up and I was being bound to the bed by a weird cat girl creature. For some reason, the girl was really hot in my eyes, although I had never really been into the whole furry thing. As she has bound me I could only helplessly squirm as she began to lick at my legs and slowly worked herself upwards. For some reason, the pleasure I felt as she went to work was rather sexual and it felt extremely stimulating. What she did to me felt weakening, but pleasurable.
I even felt a tiny orgasm after a while, but as she worked herself further upwards i began to grow nervous because I felt like I had to pee. Now I had been made to wet myself dozens of times, but right then I was tied to my bed, which was in no way protected against being flooded and also, as I felt my need growing, the cat girl had her cutesy head dangerously close to my pussy. I desperately tried to contain myself but it was no use. I was pretty much peeing on her tongue and I hated myself for it. It was terrible, I never wanted to do such a thing to anybody, not even an imaginary being.
As I had orgasmed again, she untied me and suddenly, she also wet and messed herself, without wearing anything, on my bed, which only added to the unpleasantness of the situation. I felt like I did not really like the directions in which all of that was going and therefore had to write a little email. I felt rather sorry for the person who had put so much effort into the file, but it was just a little too much for me then. I guess I really like being made to wet and even mess myself at times, but doing it on another person is something I don't enjoy a bit. Also I found it disturbing to find another being empty herself on my bed. I guess those two details were a little bit of carrot pie. Aside from those, I enjoyed the file and it was so promising that I hope more is to come, only in slightly different directions maybe.
Later that day I had to go to a presentation / meeting with my boss to take notes and I was half afraid whodoyacallit would make me do something as I had pretty much asked for that to happen. And sure enough, as soon as I sat down at the conference table, there was a buzz going off in my pussy and it lasted throughout the whole boring ordeal. I expected to have an orgasm at some point but I guess it would have been impossible to hide and thankfully it did not happen.
Now this morning was intense again. I checked my emails and before I knew it, I felt like I was a puppet on strings again. I know that my puppet master wanted me to look like a slut and I went for the fetish secretary outfit again (rellay have grown a liking to that one btw) and same as last time, I wore no panties with it. I felt myself inform him what I was wearing
I felt like I was being pulled here and there, he made me put on music and dance to it. It was a rather sexual dance routine and I felt myself helplessly performing and teasing for a nonexistent audience. I thrust out my bum, rubbed against my legs and let them peek up my blouse and skirt. In short, I was a total slut, happily comlying with the movement of the strings. I smiled like an idiotic bimbo. I felt aroused but it was a strange kind of arousal, it felt like something my puppet master could just turn on and off as he likes.
As I felt master having me finish with my slutty dance, I just sat on my bed, happily smiling and feeling like if he'd decided to leave me hanging there I would just stay like this the whole day. But luckily he then made me dig my hand between my legs and I was made to rub myself to a wonderfully rewarding climax, all the way through smiling broadly like a complete idiot.