Why The Shame?

No Shame

Is That Shame I see?

Look at me when I speak to you.  I mean that.  We have known one another long enough by now that you understand fully you are in a safe space.  NOTHING you could do OR say will ever change how I feel about you.

Countless hours I’ve devoted myself to you and you to me.  So why now all of a sudden are you feeling so much shame for being who you are?

OH,  You let her rip you apart for the feelings you have?

Understand one thing… Society has taught us that a man “should be” a certain way.  Therefor a certain amount of shame is normal.  Given the proper set of circumstances you should feel nurtured to grow in your desire and yes, that even includes humiliation fetishes as well.  I don’t give a damn who you are and how much you like being treated like a pet, animal, spanked, fucked, sucked etc.  I mean that was a very brief description on a VERY Broad horizon.

YOU deserve to be treated with respect and if the person handling you EVER makes you feel a certain type of way STOP dealing with them.  The group of Ladies I’ve associated myself with (and for GOOD Reason) are responsible enough to know when they are/or not equipped to handle certain types of situations and are perfectly FINE with saying so to you.  We are okay with gracefully saying to you that this type of idea or concept is not for us.

Having said that, do NOT think that because I or one of the people I may refer you to has said this is/isn’t for me is judging you or talking about you behind your back.  HELL no.  That’s NOT what we do.

We simply want what’s best for you.

Nothing pisses me off more than to hear a sub who feels shame for his desire to be controlled.  I just don’t understand why a Lady would automatically assume you are a piece of shit because you want her to control your orgasm.  As a matter of fact it’s the other way around.  She should feel pretty fucking good about herself that you even chose her in the first place.  I mean you have so many choices out there these days.

Hey Boys… Thanks For Being Mine, We’ll talk soon!

Miss Peyton

Dear Mistress, I’m Your Slut

Dear Mistress, I’m Your Slut

Slut
Your Slut

Having spoken to You only through the phone i would be nervous and awed at being invited over.

So many thoughts racing through my head. But under laying all is the need to please You. Ordered to strip at the door You stand behind me rubbing my body commanding me to stand still.

You whisper in my ear how i have become such a good slut. You pinch and rub my nipples, eventual putting a clip on each. Light slaps to my face correct my responses and they are followed by a caress and kiss. Constant teasing for a time has me so aroused and dripping.

You make me kneel and clean the spots from the floor. Then while still kneeling You place a ball gag in my mouth and push my head to the floor. i feel lube shoot into me and a glove hand begins teasing my ass. Warming it up before a dildo slides in. i am Ordered to remain kneeing as a pair of moist panties is place over my face, Your scent filling my nose. i hear the click of Your heels and You whisper.

Be right back. No touching.

The door closes leaving me in darkness. Then the dildo comes to life. It seems like hours but could only have been 30 minutes when You return. The dildo driving me wild. i see You in the door, still fully clothed and laughing softly.

You order me to take out the dildo and I whine because i am so close to coming. You attach a collar and leash, leading me to the chair. You position me so as You advance i am pushed back on to the dildo. Don’t you dare release slut You whisper as Your weight rises me down onto the chair.

My world explodes as i am filled.

Your scent so close, You peel the panties off my face and bring my mouth to Your clothes breast. i whimper and whine wanting to feel Your nipple in my mouth.  What will You do that nipple “j?”  Your dress teasing Your cock but never giving enough friction. i scream anything and You release the clamps and gentle suck on my nipples while bouncing on my lap so the cock from the chair rides deep.

My, anything slut?

Will You let me paint you like a whore? Dress You like a slut? Anything hummm. Who whisper and bite my ear. You stand and walk a light clicks on a near by table.  i see You return as i am ordered to stand and a pair of fishnets is pulled up slowly on my legs. This is followed by a short pink skirt. You lean in running Your hands over my body and ask More slut? i beg and moan through the gag.

A black tube top is pulled down over me and you release the ball gag. You make me hover halfway down the cock in a squatting position, teasing me with Your hands as You apply a bright pink lipstick and dark eye shadow. A pink wig follows and Your hands force me all the way down on the cock.

You attach a vibrator to my cock and set it on a low hum as You undress in front of me. Slowly, leaning in keeping me inches from You. You lean in an place Your nipple to my lips. I greedily try to inhale it. But You whisper not yet and move behind me pulling my arms back. i feel you bind them, then my ankles. You come in front and smile, leaning in to brush Your nipple across my lips and say And not now. i stare at You as You walk away your perfect ass swaying. The lights click of and the cock in my ass so huge starts to vibrate and i am left looking at myself in the mirror.  Nothing but Your painted whore.

i hope You enjoyed this… as I am your slut and want nothing more than to please you Mistress.

 

Online Dating? You Aren’t Getting Laid!

How keep yourself from getting laid in today’s online dating scene!

A friend of mine and I were talking the other day. She is currently getting used to online dating, which for her is a very different experience. We were giggling about some of the rather pathetic approaches she has received, and were even considering co-authoring a book on “How not to keep yourself from getting laid in today’s online dating scene.” Yes darlings, it really was that ridiculous.

See that is why you boys need strong dominant women like myself and some of my dear fellow Mistress friends. Without us to guide you and teach you how to properly approach a woman of power, you’d be utterly lost, my pets. Yes, you may thank me now.

However she did share one rather delicious bit of an adventure she had with me. She did give one man the honor of meeting up with her in person, and the moment she saw him she knew she just had to have him on his knees before her.

Now if you are thinking he was naturally submissive or a weak beta male, you would be wrong. What made her crave his utter surrender and bending his knee to her was the fact that he was a very strong man, powerfully build, and his ability to not only carry on a very amusing conversation with her, but his ability to keep her very powerful direct gaze.

You see, my pets, there is nothing more delicious to a strong woman of power then to receive the surrender of a man who in every aspect would be seen as her equal, but willingly gives his power over to her.

 Now I know you are curious to know, as was I, if she succeeded.

The answer is a resounding “YES”. Of course she did, not via harsh demands, or screaming orders at him like a Drill Sergeant, but by using her femininity. The one thing that will always bring a strong man like him to his knees.

To be honest with you all, that is the one and only thing that will weaken any man who has a healthy self-esteem and knows what he is worth in his own right. However, against the sheer power of feminine sensuality, none of you have any true defenses. It simply takes your breath away, and you will do anything necessary to be granted permission to be near it.

Oh yes, my dear sweet boys, you are so very predictable and the more “alpha” you appear in your mundane world, the harder you will fall for a woman who understands and wields her feminine power expertly.

Do you want to know the action and sentence that brought this powerful man to his knees before her and quivering naked before her to do with as she will?

It was a gentle touch to the side of his face, a stroking of her well manicured long nails and the leaning in of her face to his ear, while whispering…

“I just love to see a strong man on his knees before me!”

Nothing else required. The potent combination of touch, sensual intimacy, and her simple sharing of what she “loves” was his undoing.

I have to admit, that even I shivered a little, picturing what took place. Of course she shared the rest of what took place with me too, and I may let you in on the secret, but you’ll have to do what Mistress loves and that is to put in the effort to call me. winks

Talk Soon Naughty One,

Miss Peyton

 

 

Strip For Me, Body Inspection

I want you to strip for me! Slowly! Body Inspection

I didn’t say anything about you ripping your clothes off and throwing them in a mess on my floor. Mistress doesn’t like that kind of mess.

I want you to entertain me. Amuse me!  Give me something to enjoy, as you remove one piece of clothing at a time.

Can you feel my eyes inspecting your naked body as it become exposed to me?  Does it excite you to feel my eyes roaming over you so freely? Unapologetically examining you, feasting my eyes on you, as I decide your fate.

I delight in this sensual type of role reversal, in which you become the sexual object, the objectified toy for me to behold and not only fully body check to decide if you are “good enough” to arouse my senses, but truly make you perform for me in this intimate way.

Once you are fully bare to my sight, I will have you turn slowly for me. Showcasing yourself from all view points I desire. My voice never raises, never allows you to see the excitement that is building inside of me.

 I am in full control, while you are rapidly losing yours.

I rise from my chair, slowly and measured, to approach you. Me fully dressed, looking every inch the powerful Professional Lady I am, while you are standing in front of me with not even a stitch on your body.

The delightful contrast of our appearance alone makes your heart beat faster, your palms slightly sweaty with nervousness, and a delicious blush staining your naked body before me.

I am so close that if you’d dare to move and touch I would be pressed up against you in moments, but you know that is not your privilege nor your place. You are here to serve me, do my bidding, and obey without hesitation.

Put your hands behind your neck and lock your fingers together. The order is simple and presented in a voice of quiet authority. I have no need to raise my voice to you, you know that disobedience will have quick and stern repercussions. When Mistress wishes to play and be delighted, you have no choice but to give me what I want.

I reach my freshly painted long nails out and trace along the line and curve of your side. From armpit to past your hip, watching as you quiver and delight in hearing you gasp.

I smile….

“Oh pet, we haven’t even started yet, and just look at you, you are already aroused and getting breathless. I wonder what will happen when I do this…” I tease gently and run my fingers from your shoulder down to your torso, pausing to pinch and pull on your nibbles, watching as your already engorged cock twitches. I move my hands lower, over your stomach, over your hips, down your legs, carefully avoiding the one place you are desperate for me to touch.

I giggle as you helplessly and mindlessly thrust your cock out towards me in desperate offering. How sweet you are, but not yet. I have so much more planned for my enjoyment….

Want to know more? Well my love you know how to present yourself to Mistress don’t you?

Talk Soon Naughty One,

Miss Peyton

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