Welcome, survivors! You’ve made it this far on Enchantrix Empires’ kink or treat blog train. Congratulations!Β  I’m glad you survived Goddess Rachel’s Mastered by Mistress: A Halloween Tale!Β  If you dare…. continue here.

Submit your mind and imagination in this terrifying tale, sink yourself deep into the journey of tease, torment, arousal, and whiplash.

Experience Kink Or Treat Smell My Feet To The Fullest

This isn’t going to be your typical blog train entry! I’m only teasing you with some words here, in text, about what you might experience or explore in my train car!Β  If you like what you read, then you need to prepare.

You’ll need 15 minutes, a quiet place where you can close your eyes. Doing so in a dark room or at night would be the ultimate. Being horny and masturbating is encouraged! If you are owned by another, don’t be foolish. Refer to your Mistress before you begin. I won’t be responsible for your horny misjudgements! (Ha!)

Of course, you can just listen in while on the treadmill or driving, too! But be forewarned of my disclaimer.
Disclaimer: I cannot be held responsible for any sudden swerving, accidental off-roading, or impromptu sidewalk dances, drooling that may occur while you are immersed in this tale. Proceed with caution and keep your eyes (mostly) on the road/path ahead!

Stranded On A Stormy Night

The storm raged, rain and wind churned the trees, whipping their branches as they danced in the flash of lightning. Cursing the slow pace, the howling winds, he began to regret his decision to risk the trip. Advice was to leave earlier or wait out the storm. Neither appealed to this Type A, nor to his schedule. He set off with a plan of speed and the most efficient path. His smug masculinity dared to screw with Mother Nature.

With a horrific jolt, the car lurched, and the sound of grinding metal reverberated through the cabin of the car.Β  Pumping the brakes, trying the gearshift, and finally, the parking brake, he was able to drift to a stop. Perhaps it was a blessing he wasn’t moving so fast; the storm managed to slow even this crackerjack down.

A loud crack from a lightning strike rang in his ears and illuminated the hood. Giving proof he was totally fkd,Β  steam and smoke poured from the cracks in the hood. Pulling his hood up from his jacket, popped the hood of the car. Using his phone’s flashlight confirmed, the smoke was abating; no actual fire. Diving back in the car, drying off his phone to call for help, he watched helplessly as the bright flashlight and remaining power in the battery shrunk into nothingness.

His choices, sit here until someone happens by, or do as he always does and get the job done. He thought he saw a house about a half mile back

The air was thick with a damp, earthy scent; he could almost taste it. Trudging on, getting soaked to the bone, he finally rounds a bend and, through a veil of rain, a jagged silhouette challenging against the flashing in the sky,Β  a grand, yet early, silent, and dark old Victorian house.

Clenching his jaw and mounting the stairs to the porch, he finally had a small reprieve from the pelting rain. The house wasn’t in as bad of shape as he thought; it looked well cared for, but there weren’t any lights. Nothing. The house and surroundings are eerily inky black.

Sexy Audio And Surprises Inside!

So, my tease toys, are you at all interested in what happens to the poor gent inside? You do know it’ll be sexy, and it’s just a “tease,” but you might pop a boner!Β  Find yourself alone, close your eyes, and immerse yourself in the delights of this particular haunted house.

 

What Type Of Sexy Tease Will You Find Inside?

I won’t give it all away. The audio is a tease, not a full-blown xxx rated custom audio. What I will tell you is our poor sir will find himself spiraling from type A personality to type B, as in beta, in the course of one evening.

Our poor sir will be bound, or frozen, teased, and tricked. His cock will be masturbated, perhaps to the brink of tears. I don’t mean just tears from sir’s eyes,Β  I mean tears of dick precum. For those in the know: milking.But if tears run from those eyes as well, all the better.

Does it matter if a man doesn’t want to be analy penetrated when he’s in the grasp of the succubus inhabiting the halls?
I think not. Maybe there’s a fetish quite opposite of what any person would call “Masculine” that’s instilled, to humble the man.

Sir may even emerge from his experience with a new fetish, or ten. You’ll have to find out!

Comment Below!

Do you find any of these elements sexy? Are you curious about what the triggers for a new fetish may be instilled in our sir? I want you to be part of the conversation! What other elements might you put in a story like this? What fetish would you addict him to?Β  What other elements of seduction or Dominance would you put in your fantasy?

Don’t forget to check in tomorrow for Sexy Ms. Roxie’s intriguing mystery kink post!

Until We Chat

Mistress Erika 18+

 

 

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