A Kitten for Halloween… Oh My!

Princess, Danielle, Kitten

Kitten

Kitten got more than she bargained for!

Princess was trying her hardest to make Mistress happy. She had been feeling like her revenge plot was stalling lately.

Ever since Anna peed on the stick.

Jamal was spending more and more time in her bed! That really wasn’t the problem. The problem was that Princess has found herself craving Jamal as much as Anna.

As fate would have it Miss Peyton had a solution, she came up with a distraction for Princess. She suggested that Princess dress up as a Kitten for Halloween and even decided to come over so that she could model her cutesy little outfit for her.

Standing there in her bedroom dressed in pink water bra, pink panties, kitty cat thigh highs, kitty cat ears with a pink kitten nose with all the accessories drawn on Kitten does her best to model for her Mistress.  She can’t help but notice the hungry look in Miss Peyton’s eyes.  The way she’s looking at her is making her a tad nervous, yet it’s making her overly excited.

Suddenly, without warning or explanation Mistress tells the kitten to get up on the bed.  Just as soon as the words had left her lips Mistress was upon her like a flash of light.  She turned the little sissy from facing her to over facing the bed.  Kitten could feel her panties being ripped off and a cock being rammed deep inside her.  It was the very first time EVER being taken, she could hardly believe what has happening to her.

Kittens body betrayed her as she sprayed sissy juice all over her sheets and pillows.  She thought this would signal the completion of her journey for the evening, yet it didn’t.  It wasn’t until the sun started to peak over the clouds the next morning before her ride would end.  Her muscles felt like jelly, her vagina open and sore.

The strangest thing happen that night, she could have sworn there was multiple people taking turns on her but there’s no way she can be sure.  Right now she’s just so tired.  So sleepy and full.

Talk Soon Naughty Ones!

Miss Peyton

Sensual Sunday Brunch With My Boy Toy

Sensual Sunday

Sensual Sunday With Mistress

Every now and again I’ll allow my boy to to join in on my Sunday activities. This particular week he had been extra attentive in areas of Mistress and I felt a reward was due.

What started out for him as a treat ended up being something much more than he ever dreamed up. You see Mistress does everything with purpose, planning and even with little torment in mind.

As we sat there chatting about our day to day lives I gently ran my hand up the inside of this thigh. Soon I found my way along the crotch and slowly unzipped his pants.

It didn’t take but a moment for him to squirm beneath the table when I told him DON’T Move. I ordered him to remain completely still as I began the task of tormenting his cock with my soft gentle fingers.

I took one finger along the side, slowly making my way around the. tip and traced my way all along the mushroom head. I must have done this for what seemed like 20 minutes. I never gave him a break.

Our waitress came back a few times to ask if we needed anything. Naturally I forced my boy toy to respond.

You’ll be happy to know I brought him to the edge with one finger about six times over brunch. I then had him excuse himself with a raging hard on and bring himself to completion in the mens-room while he thought of how amazing it could be IF ONLY I’d allow him to fuck me. (NEVER happening)
Talk Soon,
Miss Peyton

 

His First Time BBC Adventure

BBC Confessions

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His BBC Confession

She’d been acting “sort of weird” for a few weeks now. Exactly when it all started he couldn’t quite put his finger on. What he did notice was the way she went from always wanting to snuggle to hardly wanting him to touch her in the bedroom.

Our weekly sessions have turned into every other day.

Sometimes we talk maybe twice a day. Depending on how much he might need to vent. Or IF he’s maybe found yet another clue.

I’d be lying if I said my loving devoted client hadn’t fantasized about it. Up until now he hadn’t wanted to participate in any extra marital activities. However, given these looming set of circumstances he finds himself rock hard and very eager to please.

As I stated a few weeks back his highly motivated very beautiful wife was promoted at the bank. With this promotion she was transferred to another location. Guess what? The new CEO of this Branch is a Alpha Male. To hear her describe him he stands about 6’4 very broad shoulders, creamy chocolate skin and makes no bones about enjoying being the Alpha.

He takes great pride in his body, his clothing, his car, his job. As he told me his story it became all to clear to me why his wife began to behave differently toward him. Why she began to stay later and later after work. Why she stopped having sex with him. Why when she did do anything with him in the bedroom it was only oral.

What amused me the most was the fact he told me that she has started climbing up on his face and when she does she extremely wet. He told me that she has so much juice it just pours out of her.

(smirk)

I think we all know what’s pouring out of her… don’t we? I also believe it’s just a matter of time before her boss will be making house calls.

When he does….

My client well, he’s going to be making a few more BBC confessions. Wouldn’t you agree?
Talk Soon Naughty One-
Miss Peyton

Masturbation Therapy, Oh My!

Masturbation Therapy, How may I Help You?

Yeah, I can only imagine that’s what you believed you’d hear.  Or is it?  Let’s just be honest with one another and lay it all on the table.

Masturbation Therapy

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First things first, you love to touch yourself.  Am I right?  Secondly you love listening to me instruct you on HOW to touch yourself.  Put those two things together and you’ve got the perfect combination.  I mean seriously??

Well, I am your therapist of sorts.  Now that we’re being real with one another.  I do guide you in ways you’ve never had before.  I help you have those “toe curling” orgasms.   OR not!  Depending on the mood I’m in will depend on how long you get to build that load for me.  Either way when you do finally blow it will be memorable that’s for sure.

One things for sure you’ll be one happy boy toy and I’ll be one proud Mistress once you’ve followed through to the end of one amazing session with me.

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