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/

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.

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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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.

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*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.

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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.

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.

Big news toys: My gorgeous, sexy, intense friend LeeAllure and I will be taking calls together. Every experience a dual induction? Now’s your chance!

We’ll only be taking calls from about 2:30 p.m. EST until about 6:30 p.m. EST so you’ll need to line up and keep an eye out for when we’re available!

We’ll also have an IGNORE line on…oh you lucky toys, imagine getting to hear two hypnodommes plot and plan And we’ll likely be working on a recording together, so there will DEFINITELY be plotting and planning

Check out Lee here!

And check My listings  for the updated info…who’s first to fall prey to TWO powerful hypno-Goddesses?

Of course, D could also be for dominance, but that’s too easy I will certainly be talking specifically about my passion for power exchange at some point, but the truth is that power exchange is an undertone to all of My fetishes.

So. Dollification. This is a newish one for Me, but it makes perfect sense: you are My toy, you are there for Me to play with. Why not turn you into an actual toy? Toys get their value from being used, from being played with. They sit on the shelf and long for use. They get tossed aside when their Owner is done with them. If they are lucky, and are very good toys, they get put in a special place until they get called on for use again. How many of you wish you had that special place on My bed?

There’s also the fun hypno effects: shrinking you, making you feel so small – in the palm of your hand. For some of you, dressing you in pretty girl clothes. For ALL of you, making your head feel cottony and feel entirely focused on Me

I have really enjoyed all the comments and feedback My Fetish Alphabet is generating – keep commenting!

A few folks on Inraptured have commented that while they are fascinated by Me, they stay away because I am a financial dominant. I thought I would take a moment to clarify. Yes, I love financial domination. I will certainly be writing down my thoughts about this intense form of power play further down in my alphabet. But I also am a strong believer in CONSENT. I’m not going to make you into a desperate pay puppy unless…that’s a clear line you want to step across. Once you do, the story changes

Now, later in my alphabet, I’ll also be talking about a very special form of consent, my favorite form of consent: Consentual Nonconsent. Basically, where you agree to obey Me, no matter where that obedience takes you. But again, I make My toys consciously step over a certain line to go there. Some of them wish I wouldn’t – that I would just take. But I don’t. I enjoy watching you struggle…and then actively choose to step over that line.

All this being said, interacting with Me has a financial cost, whether I consider you one of my findom toys or not. After all, it is only right for you to respect and value My time.

Respectful and well thought out comments on this topic are welcome.

Now, on to the fetish alphabet!

B is for Brainwashing

Mmmm, brainwashing. For me, brainwashing is an ongoing process. As many of you notice, you feel the effect of My words just by reading my blog, my twitter, etc. One session and many of you feel hooked on My voice. But brainwashing is what happens when the ongoing conditioning becomes so deeply ingrained that you simply obey, whether fully aware or in trance, without a thought.

I love that moment AFTER one of my brainwashed toys obeys a command where they then realize that they didn’t even stop to think. They just complied. They are usually shocked and in awe and adore Me even more.

Brainwashing is where I not only make suggestions, but you feel my suggestions actually re-wiring your brain. Over time, I can change your desires, your very belief systems. And of course, make you grateful that I would.

I wonder how many of you reading these words feel an ache right now for Me to get inside your brain…to play with it as I see fit?

I like boys who call Me and admit secret desires to play with other men. It falls in with SO many of my favorite kinks: I love the part where they admit, on a subconscious level, desires that they may not have yet accepted on a conscious level. I love the mix of sexuality and desire and need. I love how My control plays a part: yes, I have hypnotically compelled some toys to go out and make themselves available at gay bars, with delightful results . And, then there’s the hot boy on boy action. I mean, I’ve watched Queer as Folk. It just plain turns Me on.

So I rather enjoy when I hear from one particular closeted boy. But in yesterday’s session when I told him under hypnosis to share one of his most potent fantasies, he came up with something quite a bit different.

The fantasy that had him choking up with desire and wistful need was one where he and his boyfriend walked down the street together, holding hands. And when someone threw an epithet at them, his boyfriend simply pushed him against the wall, and kissed him – right in front of everyone.

In his fantasy, he wasn’t afraid. In his fantasy, he got to love who he wanted to love, just like anybody else.

I share your fantasy, my closeted gay toy. I wish it for you, and for everyone else.