my Obsession for Pantyhose

Well, it all started about four years ago when i happened upon Mistress Lorena's website. Like many others upon finding the site my search for femdom sites concluded. This Mistress seemed different....She intrigued me immensely because i have always dreamed of kneeling before a beautiful woman and She had such regal titles that solidified Her standing as a superior being.

Since the day i first stumbled upon Her site i have been hypnotised by Her presence and Her brillant ways. She doesn't know this but i visited Her website several times before contacting Her because at first i was frightened of Her power. Even after i contacted Her i was still afraid of Her. Everytime i received an email from Her my heart would go ballistic! Even just thinking of Her at night would cause many hours of restless sleep because i knew She had me exactly where She wanted me, about to gain complete control of my existence. It got to the point where the more i tried to resist Her the more i yearned for Her power!

Finally, about a year ago i finally got the courage to send Her a tribute. i started receiving Her commands and orders and followed them to a tee, and in the process i could feel my soul meticulously being molded into Mistress Lorena's perfect plan.

Eventually it became too much for me and i regretfully had to quit the training....Originally i had only wanted a pair of Her worn pantyhose but i started to worry that i may be getting in over my head and i contacted Her asking if i could turn my payment to Her into a mere tribute instead, knowing that if i actually received the pantyhose i would be enslaved to Her for eternity.

Alas, i was only spinning my wheels and wasting my time by running away scared.

my Obsession for Mistress Lorena

Another year has passed and i knew that the only way to break a temptation is to give into it. So again, i mailed Her, begging to receive Her used hose. This time i stayed strong and went through with it.

When i received the hose in the mail it was as if four years came crashing down on me! It finally dawned on me that once Mistress Lorena contacts you, there really is no escape. Even if you try to live life without Her She is always there with you in the back of your head, softly laughing at your pathetic attempts to evade Her. As soon as i knew Mistress Lorena i had turned into a rock thrown into Her ocean. i bounce off a few obstacles, but ultimately i will reach the bottom of Her sea, being complete servitude to Her will. i suppose i am on Mistress Lorena's path of least resistance, like a tiny fish She reels me in with utter ease.

When i received Her worn hose that fateful october day it felt like additional weight had been tied to my leg, pulling me faster to my ultimate destination. i dropped to my knees as i opened the tightly-wrapped package. Ever since i have been spending time every day trying to get as close to Mistress Lorena as physically possible, even if only through Her used pantyhose. It's as if the hose are an extension of Her will, calling to me, demanding that i worship them. Knowing that they have once touched the body of my Mistress is overwhelming at times. The anticipation of receiving Her accompanying video is extremely hard, but i am patiently waiting for my next 'weight' to be added.... Now if you'll excuse me, i have some pantyhose to worship....

Forever a slave of Mistress Lorena,

slave b.

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