Happy almost birthday to Me!

In less than two weeks (May 17th) there is the most glorious of occasions - My birth ;)

I have a gift for you, a new free recording, available in the Marketplace. Of course, as always, My voice is designed to enslave you, make you realize that it is all about your surrender and My pleasure.

Want to thank Me or get Me a gift for My birthday? Click the black buttons below. They all have three different pictures of Me attached, so you may click them all ;)

Also feel free to check out My Amazon wish list... I like gift cards best. :)

Want to check out more of My recordings? Here's the most recent ones. "Enslaved" in particular continues to get rave reviews:

Tribute Me for My birthday!

Words are so incredibly sexy, don’t you think?

Or do you forget to think when you read My words?

Are you aware of the fact

That I am hypnotizing you

Seducing you with My words

Or do you simply notice

That I pull you in more and more?

Maybe you don’t notice anything at all.

And I give you permission to not notice

How dreamy and sexy you get.

You have my permission

To just go blissfully blank for Me

No need to be aware of the ways

You sink more deeply for Me all the time.

http://www.mszusa.com/2012/04/words-are-so-sexy/

Toys,

It has been a fun few weeks in the Zusa lair ;) I'm feeling like recording lately, and am enjoying the effect my words and my voice is having on new and existing fans alike.

I enjoyed playing around a bit and creating a slideshow with five minutes of hypnotic audio centered on a long enduring fantasy of mine:

Knock out play.

I know that my words drug you, but can you imagine how you would feel also be chemically impaired by Me?  In this slideshow I play around with the idea of holding a sweet smelling, chloroform soaked cloth up to your face.

Would I have to hold it down or would you eagerly, hungrily breathe it in for Me? Let Me know.

In other news, My "Enslavement" recording may be the best received recording I've ever done. Some more feedback:

"So glad to hear Ms Zusa back at the mic. The Enslavement mp3 might be the best place for potential subs to start."

"Once you go in the mind cage you'll never want to come out."

I didn't have time to listen to the recording until today. Now that I have, I'm blown away. The physical sense of revulsion I felt at the idea that I would voluntarily give up the mind cage almost shocked me awake! I love your control, I need it, please allow me to remain in the cage for you. I need it so much, I beg you, for the sake of my sanity, please let stay in my mind cage.I feel so glad to have found you."

Do you hunger for the mindcage?

Hello toys,

I have decided to sell some of My older recordings in a "bundle" this week - two for $25 or three for $35 :)

All of My recordings except My two newest - "Enslavement" and "Love Me, Love My feet" are available for this package.

Just email Me which two or three you would like and I will send you a PTV and the recordings.

Zusa

The recordings, you can check them out on My listing:

Anticipation

Fucktoy

Blitz

Zusasize

Zusa controls your cock

Brainwashed by My breasts

Ebb

Giving to Me is like sex

Turn into My pretty girl

Sweet dreams

The Talk

This week I am working on a new recording on enslavement. The only thing that is holding me up at the moment: a cough and cold that have pushed my already alto voice into sounds-like-an-aging, hacking-smoker territory!

Whoops, not the kind of sexy image I usually leave you with :)

That being said, I am on the mend, and the gorgeous early spring is making this cold an easy one to tolerate.

I like to talk about how when you submit to Me, it is with your mind AND your body. And that is absolutely true.

But there's an even deeper level: Your spirit.

There is a place where you surrender to Me to the point where you can simply feel My energy envelop you, mold you, guide you.

A place where worship is so natural and easy, there simply is no other option.

A place where you understand - on every level - that you are most at peace at My feet.

Imagine it for Me now.

You can imagine all the ways I might use you - some of you were pleasantly surprised to hear Me mention other kinks recently in this blog, so I invite you to imagine how it might feel to be in front of My flogger, as it rhythmically strikes against your skin - a mix of sensual and pain and arousal that you simply can't sort out, so the pleasure becomes pain and the pain becomes pleasure and either way you adore every moment because with every moment, you become more and more mine.

But then the image shifts again, to a quieter one: one where you simply bow to me. Kneel for Me.

Kneel, and feel my power wash over you.

Feel my feminine grace.

Feel how my presence leaves you with a quiet mind and an ache in your heart, because you realize that you have truly found your place, you realize where you belong.

I love to dominate because I can see inside the submissive mind. I see that need you have, and it gives Me pleasure to awaken it in you even further, capture it, make it mine.

So tell Me: when you imagine being enslaved to Me, where does your mind wander to?

Tell Me everything. Feel how I am speaking directly to you, and let the words just pour out.

Hello My toys,

Back from a great weekend! On Saturday night I went to a play party – it had been WAY too long since I attended one. It felt great to get dressed up and sexy and see friends – I love how kinky and playful my friends are.

I chose to do a scene that was a little different this time. Did I hypnotize anyone? Of course. But this time I decided to do a rather kinesthetic induction – by including some other sensation play as well.

I had a pretty girl strip down to her thong underwear for Me, and lie down on a sheet I had brought . I had candles lit all around us – red ones, black ones, white ones. I whispered in her ear and ran my hands down her body and encouraged her to get lost in every sensation, every moment for Me.

And good girl that she is, she did. I could feel her melt as I ran my hands over her curves.

Damn, she is sexy.

And then when she was relaxed and dreamy and open to Me, exactly the way I wanted her – I held a candle in front of her eyes. I watched her eyes fixate on the candle, struggling to stay open, taking in the sight of me behind the flicker of light, the glow of red through the wax.

And then, straddling her, I tipped that candle – and let a stream of hot wax fall right on her beautiful breasts.

The way she gasped and arched her back and rolled her eyes made me moan, too. She was mine, completely there for the taking.

I told her that she loved serving Me so much, that each drip of wax sent a jolt of pleasure riding through her body.

And because every word I say is the absolute truth, that is exactly what happened.

And then happened again.

With every drip the sensation would ride through her, hotter and hotter. The candles were different temperatures, and I had fun playing with sensation – holding some candles further away from her skin so the wax would melt sensuously on her. Holding it closer so it would sting and she would cry so prettily for Me.

Can you imagine how it would feel to be under Me, to see the gleam in My eye and the flicker of that candle?

Because I can imagine exactly how you would cry out for Me, simply because I wanted it, and because you know that you are here for My pleasure.

From musepoetsub, on My latest text trance:

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There is no way you want to look at the pocket watch.  Zusa is naked, she is swinging the watch in front of your eyes, you want to look at that perfect body, who needs a pocket . . .

Watch the watch.  Watch only the watch.

The watch is in front of your eyes, swinging back and forth. Pesky watch. Back and forth.  In front of Zusa. In front of that body.

Back and forth.  Back and forth.

That body.  Focus on it. The snake tattoo. Focus.  It’s right in front of you. Focus.

You can listen to my voice, or not.  It doesn’t matter. You will watch the watch.

Watch.  Back and forth.  Why is it so hard to see the snake.  As the watch goes by, it follows the curve of the snake. Of her hip.  Focus on the hip.

See only the watch.  Only the watch.

While it goes back and forth, I wish I could peek at Zusa. Zusa. Peek at her. Listen to her. Listen to her voice.

Back and forth.  Your eyes go back and forth. You cannot take your eyes away from the watch.

Back and forth.  That makes sense. If my eyes go back, they have to go forth. What does that mean, forth. Back. And forth. Forth. Back. Zusa. Where did she go? Wasn’t she here?

Back and forth. Back and forth, Heavier and heavier.

Zusa is nearby. Back and forth. I hear her voice. Heavier and heavier. I will see her, I will see her curves, I will see her snake, if I just keep my eyes open as the watch goes by.

Heavier and heavier.

It is so dark here. So nice. So quiet. Only Zusa’s voice. I could see Zusa. All I have to do is open my . . .

Heavier and heavier.

So dark, so nice, in here with Zusa’s voice.

Sleep. Let go.

Where is Zusa?

Sleep, Let go. Give in to my voice. Let everything go.

Dark. Quiet. Warm. There is a voice in the background.  There is a heartbeat. There is Zusa.  I cannot see her. I am in her. I would open my eyes but I have no eyes . . .

Sleep NOW!

I have no eyes. Only Zusa. Only Zusa. Only Zusa.

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My toy james is delightful to Me in many ways – he is truly a devoted toy. But one of the many ways he is delightful to Me is a little tradition we now have. Its very simple. When he gets his refund from the IRS, he mails it to Me.

We both agree that this is simply the correct order of things.

His email to Me this morning:

Dear MsZusa,

Okay, i am back from the Post Office. i am a little afraid to even think about it. i start to get all wobbly and my knees get weak.

So You really turned me inside out and upside down last night. i actually wanted to ask Your assistance in getting me writing. A little help with motivation and deadlines from You, i thought would do wonders.

But then You took me down deep. It’s really not even fair how You can drop me with just one word: “Sleep!” And deeper and deeper. Where i am so totally and completely helpless.

i felt small and helpless and out of control. maybe once, before i called You, i thought this was just a game, for fun. That it would be exciting, but i could back out whenever i wanted. No danger at all. i could experience the rush and the thrill, but if it got too intense i could always back away. guess i was wrong.

And then the things i confessed, the fantasies i expressed. i don’t even know if they are mine, or You implanted them. But it doesn’t seem to make any difference, cause they are too powerful and overwhelming, that there’s nothing i can do but submit to them and You. And the more i think about it, taking out my wallet and laying it at your feet, it feels both so right and wrong at the same time.

i understand the power of hypnosis. i understand You are a skilled practitioner. i understand You have legions of ways to manipulate men. But this is something more. i like to fantasize about falling under Your Spell, but it was always just a fantasy. Now, not so sure. If You can control and twist me so utterly completely, i am beginning to think it has to be a Spell.

Traditions are a lovely thing.

I’m in a mood. And believe Me, this is a good thing.

Sometimes there’s the sweet, drifty, dreamy trances.

And sometimes, I just take what I want.

I love the way your breathing catches,

Knowing I’m taking us both on this ride,

And I’m taking My pleasure from it.

Do you realize that with the best trances, I go into a trancelike state myself?

Its a ride.

A power trip.

The rest of the world falls away for Me, too, when I whisper in your ear

And remind you that you need My voice,

You need My control,

You need My pleasure.

***

*blink* Yeah. I’m in a mood.

I admit it: I’m a hedonist. I love pleasure, in so many different forms. But one of the best parts for Me is the part where I look forward to the indulgence to come. It feels good to be hungry sometimes. It feels good to want. It feels good to let that desire build.

I enjoyed putting together this 14 minute recording and thinking about how much fun it is for Me to guide YOUR pleasure. Will you ride the anticipation because it feels good, or because you must obey?

As always, embrace the power of both.

Click to buy:

Just got some pictures back from My latest photo shoot and couldn’t wait to share this one.

It pleases Me to think of you getting lost in My eyes. It pleases Me even more to think about you getting lost in everything about Me.

So, go ahead. Stare at Me and dream.

You have permission to get dreamy for Me.

Winter is so burdensome and long sometimes. And now, it is just so easy to breathe. That gentle spring breeze fills my lungs and it is easy to get lost in what is around me. Maybe you notice it too – notice how easy it is to breathe.

Notice how vibrant the colors are.

Notice the way the leaves move.

Notice the way the sunshine warms your skin.

Isn’t it wonderful how this kind of hyperawareness can take you into trance?

You have an assignment, My toys:

Go outside.

Breathe.

Open your eyes wide for me,

And with every color you take in,

Every breath you take,

Every caress of that gorgeous spring air on your skin,

Go deep for Me.

Go into wide eyed

Open heart

Open minded

Bliss.

Good afternoon toys,

I had so much fun with so many of you in the last few weeks with a series of emails that started with “Sunday Worship” that I decided to turn the series in to a game….an opportunity to get lost in worship for Me, in 11 emails.

MANY OF YOU BOUGHT SOME OF THE EARLIER EMAILS, so if you want to keep playing, EMAIL ME AND I’LL SEND YOU THE BUTTON WHERE YOU LEFT OFF.

Worshipping Me is such Euphoria, isn’t it?

As I’ve mentioned on this blog before: I consider myself polyamorous. I strongly believe it is possible to love more than one person. I also believe it is wonderful to be able to explore deep connections – romantic and otherwise- with more than one person.

This belief does affect my outlook on my relationship with My toys. Want to play with other dommes? Go! Have fun!

Here’s the thing: I am 100% confident in My power, My allure, My ability to control you, and your desire to yield to Me. So why shouldn’t I let you play? If anything, it only makes you adore Me more when you realize how special I am

Now, some of you…NEED to be devoted to one. And I understand this too. If you want Me to be your One and Only, I can do that….IF you are a deserving enough toy

Good morning toys!

Some randomness:

–I have been BLOWN AWAY by the response to My “Lured In” series. If you are one of the many, many new toys who got lured in by Me with it, drop Me a note…so I can continue to get into your head If you haven’t checked it out yet, you should:

–I’m working on my next recording. The title is “Anticipation”. So…start anticipating

–A note to sissies, cross dressers, and fans of feminization: I want to hear from you. Tell Me why you love to be feminized. Is it because you adore women? Is it a humiliation thing? An energy thing? Do you wish you could be a woman full time or do you enjoy putting aside that time and space for the feminine in your otherwise masculine life? Comment on this blog entry, and I will chose one commenter to A) win a free recording of your choice and B) provide input into My next feminization recording! So share your words with Me.

I know what you want.

You want to be taken in by Me,

Seduced by Me,

Entranced and Entralled by Me.

You love it when My words

And My pictures

Penetrate your mind.

And with every click in this new game

You will get more mindless.

Everything else will fall away

Except your desire to please Me

Your desire to be taken in by Me

Your desire to be lured in by Me.

Click to play,

And begin to feel My power take you over:

**Click**

As My toys know, it feels good to talk to Me.

It feels good to let the words pour out. To tell Me everything.

With every word, you might feel yourself more and more focused on Me.

You might feel everything else fall away.

Let the words out, for Me.

All of you.

All of you reading this.

I am talking My current toys. My wayward toys. My wannabe toys. My friends, admirers, lovers, partners-in-crime. Passers-by. Fellow Dommes. Fellow kinksters.

Tell Me something.

A desire. A fantasy. A secret.

It will feel SO good to let it out, I promise.

Last week I had a terrible week. They happen. Among other things, My ancient, beloved family kitty died. There were massive snowstorms. My car got hit (its fine, but still).

I somehow knew, though, that once I got to the weekend, things would turn around – and they did.

This weekend I got to play with some of my Real Life Toys…and I’m still pretty high over it. These are folks I know from outside the online hypnodomme world, that I care about deeply. I care about them enough to hypnotize and control them in person

Of course, I send them both all of My recordings…which means they are already nice and conditioned before we even start. Ooooh, the word “Fucktoy” is powerful, isn’t it?

Perhaps some of you might be pausing right now to consider how powerful it is.

My first scene: a man twice My size. We’ve been planning our playdate for months. I was amused that just when we were conversing that he was completely distracted by My fishnet stockings and high heel shoes.

I loved watching him get flustered and hot and try to stay present. I made sure to cross My legs and dangle my shoe off My foot…you know, to be helpful

So it isn’t surprising that when we got to the trance, I ended up making him beg to be on the floor, naked, kissing My shoes. It is where he needed to be. His gratitude and the depth of his submission were inspirational. So inspirational that when he took it upon himself to beg to feel my feet on his face, pushing his head to the floor, I obliged.

Later, I had him admit his sexy secrets to Me…and he told Me about the time he went to an adult theater in NYC, to the glory holes, sucking one cock after another.

Before bringing him up, I couldn’t help but leave him with the suggestion that he’d be seriously distracted by My legs the rest of the weekend. It was so amusing to see.

Second scene: even though this is a local toy, our lives are such that we simply don’t have many opportunities to play. This weekend was a unique opportunity.

He asked if his girlfriend could watch – which was great with Me.

I knew he loved using his mouth to please women, but I told him he would feel the need to use his mouth to please Me in a different kind of way – I wanted to see him suck a strap-on. What I didn’t expect, though, was for his girlfriend to leap up and then get a double ended dildo out of her toybag for us to use. I definitely like her

After watching him suck enthusiastically for a while, she said that she wanted him to do it while she was wearing it – she looked SO hot in a strap on harness with that pretty, pretty aqua cock. And SUCH a good boy, even though he was new to it, he managed to make her cum with it.

SUCH a responsive, submissive boy…so eager to please.

I was VERY pleased with both of My toys, and still am riding on the rush of it all.

Apparently I'm in a "sharing" mood, My toys...

Admission: I don't really like New Year's Eve. It doesn't feel like there's anything "new" about this time of year and I don't like the forced revelry that many participate in.  I suppose it is because I don't like society telling Me when I "should" do things...I'd rather have My crazy parties on My own terms ;)

That being said, I do find myself taking stock of the year I've had, and feeling thankful. It has been a great year.

And you, My toys, have been a tremendous part of that.  Last November, I quit a rather high position at a day job to do what I'm doing now, and it was one of the best decisions I've ever made. Sure, My life now comes with its own set of stresses, believe it or not. But My life feels so much more like Mine. I take such joy in it.

Today I joined the bandwagon and signed up for formspring - go ask Me questions there!  But I realize I didn't answer the one question I got, time and time again, the last time I invited My toys to ask Me questions.

The question was: Did you always know you were a Goddess? Did you always know you had this power over men?

And the answer is: No. I didn't. This year all of My talents and powers have come together: My love of words. My ability to communicate. My love of kink and power exchange. My sense of playfulness. My passion for hypnosis.

But there's one more piece that came together with all of that:

You.

It is My toys who made Me a Goddess. You worshipped Me, and I had the confidence and poise to *accept* that worship. But you made Me who I am.

All of the time you tell Me how you adore Me. I know. But here's what I say less often:

I adore you too. I adore our exchanges. You give to Me, so openly, and I cherish that.

And one more word, while I'm being mushy: I'm thankful that I've gotten to know other talented, beautiful, thoughtful Hypnodommes this year.  You are an incredible bunch, and you inspire Me daily. I fantasize regularly about teaming up with lots of you, if you've had the same thought, let Me know ;)

So, Happy New Year, my extended Hypno family. And thank you.