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

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

1-800-863-5478 X  9978383