Season 7 Prologue - Under the Influence Part 6.5

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Something to wet the....appetite...

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Lady Radius sneered into the webcam making sure not to block the view of her subject behind her. The trussed up feminised man gave a perfectly timed whimper through his napkin gag and the domina watched with satisfaction as donations and offerings came flooding in on the monitor. She was playing a wedding night scene with one of her sissy slaves and she made sure to give her subscribers a good view of her skin-tight latex tuxedo and top hat whilst maintaining her aura of absolute domination.

“What do you pathetic shits want to see now?” She cracked a folded leather whip into her palm and gestured over her shoulder to where her ‘bride’ sat in clear discomfort squeezed into an agonisingly tight corset and tied to a footstool. The figure leaned forward as much as its bonds would allow to avoid putting full weight on the bejewelled buttplug tucked beneath the thong underwear section of the corset.

A flurry of requests filled the chat – “strap-on”, “face-fuck”, “tickle torture” – all good ideas but she ignored any that didn’t come with a financial gift. She slapped the whip once more to keep her slave trembling while she waited for a paying request. At last, a loud orgasmic moan came from her monitor indicating someone had made a donation and $10 appeared next to one of the usernames in the chat.

Lady Radius paused. There were no perverse instructions next to the payment – just a link to an OnlyFemmes profile. Curious, she clicked through and began to read. Some Femboy model appeared to have put a $10k bounty on himself for whoever made him their slave. The domme almost forgot herself and slipped into an excited smile as she surveyed the pictures of the soft little blonde trap. She would make him her masterpiece.

“Sorry to cut our wedding night short,” she turned off the webcam and addressed the quivering sissy in her living room. “But there’s a game afoot!” She tucked her whip into a latex cummerbund. “I will be back for you later…maybe…”