CFNM Naked Doorman Fantasy

My CFNM Fantasy

Fun CFNM Fantasy

Fun CFNM Fantasy

I wanted to share the story about my naked doorman fantasy. I have always had the naughty habit of trying to pretend that those that serve me in daily life are in the nude. There is something so appealing about CFNM fantasies. CFNM stands for “clothed female naked male” so you see why I would love this fantasy!

Why? I can not entirely explain this desire to completely and utterly humiliate those that serve me or those that are below me on the “food chain” so to speak. This is how I came to have a reoccurring fantasy about having a naked doorman work for me.

Basically, it would start out with me inviting the doorman from down stairs up for a couple of drinks, failing to let him know that I would be having quite a few people over that night. Once he was feeling a bit adventurous from the alcohol, I would slowly tease and taunt, daring him to take off pieces of his clothing. I promptly hid all of his clothes from him as soon as he took a bathroom break.

CFNM Creates Panic 

There is a knock on the door and I can see my brand new CFNM slave panic, looking for his clothes. I casually order him to go open the door for me. He looks at me with shock!

“B-b-b-but I. . . I am naked” he says.

I just give him a look that shakes him to the core and, defeated, he walks over opening the door. My friends brush through passed him, giving a bit a giggle at his nakedness before handing him their jackets. He was blushing bright red all over his body as he hangs up all of their the jackets.

More CFNM Festivities

He walks back and I order him to kneel beside me and, still feeling defeated, he does just as he is told. Little does he know that this is just the beginning of the guest list and of the night festivities!

My CFNM doorman jumps at the sound of the doorbell and looks up at me with pitiful eyes, but I give him a nod toward the door where he greets another group of my friends. Do you think you could handle being my naked doorman boy toy and succumb to all of my CFNM fantasies? Well, give me a call and let’s see how much fun we can have role playing your CFNM fantasy.

Ciao,

Isabelle

Mindfuck-Intoxication-Manipulation Pt 3

Manipulation-Seduction-Coercion

Intoxication Behavior Modification

Intoxication Behavior Modification

So what does an intelligent woman get from reducing a normally intelligent man to a blubbering, intoxicated fool then dominating him into total sexual submission? What could a clearly superior being such as myself possibly enjoy about humiliating a man that, in such a condition, could easily humiliate himself?

The magic comes in the form of the manipulation and seduction that goes into coercing you into each drink that comes much more quickly than you expected and each puff that fills your lungs, watching as you gasp to hold it. Sure, you might have intended on getting loaded tonight, but you never had a clue that with just the sound of my whispering words on your ear drums could have your head in a whir, your body tingling and your hands operating without the consent of your brain. The power comes in making you my personal puppet for amusement and sexual pleasure right before my eyes, within the hour. There is no slow, deliberate change that comes almost unnoticed.

Manipulation Is Gratification For Me

You become a puddle of desire, willing to do whatever it takes to be subjected to my often cruel and unusual sexual humiliation and degradation. You will beg to worship my body with nothing but your tongue and you will cry out in desire as I tease you without mercy. And, honestly, there is nothing quite like watching someone melt before you into a mold-able, usable human toy. A limp body, ready and willing to do whatever it is I command for the moment. What else could an intelligent and deviously manipulative hypno-Goddess desire?

Ciao,

Isabelle