You Just Thought You Wanted A Slow Sensual Tease

Sensual Tease and Denial

Sensual Tease

Slow And Sensual, Am I Right?

Yes Mistress you replied.  A little shy I might add.  Right away I could feel myself smiling even before I wanted to.  There’s something about a man who’s so very open even in those very private moments.

When you find yourself stuck for words.

When your hands tremble and your voice shakes.  When you aren’t sure of what to say next.  It’s in those moments I see your courage shine through.  I see you, appreciate you as I know it’s not easy being you in these moments it takes a tremendous amount of courage.

Perhaps you should take a deep breath and understand something else.  Maybe something you’ve not considered.  Everything up to this moment was bait.

I’ve lured you here.

Oh, is that shocking?  You can’t believe I’d actually say it out loud?  Well why wouldn’t I? I’ve told you I’d be honest to a fault.  Did I not?

Everything I’ve done to get you to this point has been to lure you here so that I could seduce you.  Captivate you.  To stir feeling within you.  Ask yourself why.  Think about why I would bait you.

The answer really is quite simple.  I’ve been giving you everything you’ve been asking me for.  Each time you send me a message.  As you describe for me what the ultimate fantasy would be I’m paying attention.  The difference between myself and the fantasy is… I’m a living breathing person.  I can create a space for you to live out all the things you have been to afraid of in the past.  Think about it.

You told me you wanted Slow Sensual Tease.

My question to you is are you sure?  Slow Sensual Tease could be the one thing that drives you out of your mind.  I could start teasing you today with this blog and this could continue for a very, very long time.

No end in sight.

Talk Soon Naughty One,

Miss Peyton

 

A Secret Panty Boy

Secret Panty, panties, secret

A Secret to Keep?

There are some of you who hold a certain fascination in women’s undergarments. Especially a soft, sexy pair panties. No, not in the general sense either. What I mean is some of you take that fascination a step further.

Yes, that’s right. There are those of you who take that step and find the courage to actually pick up a pair of panties. It’s what you do next that changes you.

Sometimes you find yourself alone with your thoughts. Once there your curiosity shifts. You make the transition from a curious bi-standard to a man who holds an obsession with the way they look and feel.

You know if there is one thing I understand when it comes to you, it’s the way that soft fabric feels against your skin. I understand how it makes you feel as your body moves within the fabric. I understand how much it turns you on and the fact once you try it, you may not go back again.

Yes, I understand those needs, the affect it has on your body. The way your body begins to respond to a soft, silky pair of panties. What I understand most though… is your transition from who you where when you first slipped them on. To the secret panty boy you are right now.

The journey begins…
Miss Peyton

Sensual Story Time With Mistress

Sensual Story

He asked me to tell him a Story.

Not just any story. He wanted to get to know me better he said. Okay, I like this. I REALLY like getting to know my clients. As you know I love building bonds with you. To me it’s like insurance that the two of us will be in this for the long haul. Not just for a call or two. More or less what I’m saying is, we’re investing in one another.

The story he wanted to know about was when I realized that I was more of a dominant or in his own words… Tell me about when you first realized Miss Peyton, that you had power over men.

Most pretty girls always know that they have a sort of power over men. It’s just something we are naturally born with. The trick to our power is what we choose to do with it. The key to our success over men is either we dominate them or we give in to their wishes.

And then there are those of us who have this rare ability light a fire so deep within you that you are ready and willing to do what ever it takes to in order to keep her. I knew I had this ability I guess you could say from about the age of 18, I didn’t know what to do with it until later in life. Once I did I’ve used it to build long lasting relationships with those of you who are seeking something meaningful and exploring fires yet to be exposed.

I guess you could say I’m your guide to to those things your seeking. I’ve got the open mind and the ability to help you grow, I’m always looking out for you and willing to help you achieve the perfect amount of naughty!
Talk Soon Naughty One-
Miss Peyton

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

May I spend the evening in your company, Lady?

Lady, May I join you?

My Lady, My Mistress

My Lady

I walk into the Halloween Ball dressed to the nine’s.  My dark emerald green and black lace gown flowing around me in such a sensual way that every eye in the room is on me. I smile softly. Knowing exactly what effect I have on all the people around me. My grace and poise is unparalleled. I didn’t opt for a slutty outfit but for a classy ultra feminine outfit that gives me the appearance of a divine Goddess. The ultimate feminine authority that has every male in the room want to sink to his knees and worship me. I feel beautiful and I know that my power is at it’s highest point right now, here, as I walk slowly through the room.

You are sitting in a corner table with a couple of your friends.

You’re dressed up in your Halloween costume and can’t stop staring at me. I notice your gaze and look into your direction, smiling as I see your eyes widening subconsciously and I know your breathing has just become harder. Your friends are talking to you, but you don’t even hear them. You only have eyes for me.

On a whim I crook my finger at you and beckon you to come to me. I have no doubt in my mind that you will obey my summons. How could you not, I know I have already claimed you as mine simply by being who I am this evening.

Sure enough you get up and walk towards me, but as you come closer I snap my finger at you and point to the floor, indicating that you must crawl the rest of the way to my feet. When you don’t obey immediately I begin to turn as if to walk away. Making it clear that my will shall not be disobeyed.

I can see you gulp as you sink to your knees and slowly crawl towards me. Your eyes cast down and your face bright red in both excitement and embarrassment.

People around us stop and stare, and I smile proudly down on you.

This is a very good beginning, I think to myself as I await for you to take your place before me. When you finally do and try to rise, I stop you with a hand on top of your head, and with the other hand I point to my high heel covered shoe. Snapping my finger and putting my foot forward towards you. “Kiss my shoe!” I whisper just loud enough for you to hear.

You do so, without thought, simply obeying. Now that you are before me, you seem to have sunk into a place of submission and are only too eager to please me.

”May I spend the evening in your company, Lady?”

You ask humbly after you have kissed my shoe.

”You may, I answer, my voice full of laughter, but you will have to be a very good boy for me tonight and do exactly what I tell you! Do you think you can do that?”

Well can you? Let’s find out if you are worthy of my dominance and attention tonight. Give me a call and find out what I want you to do for me and under my instructions tonight! I am ready to be amused by you, my pet.

Talk Soon Naughty One-

Miss Peyton

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