Your Girlfriend Wanted It

Girlfriend

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I knew when I saw that look on your Girlfriend’s face that she’d be easy to train. I mean when I talked to her about our little “girls day out.”

You see it all started with an email to me after she found your phone. She saw how we’d been talking on my site. She had questions. Who could blame her for wanting to know all about me and the services I provide. From what I could gather she was so eager to please. She actually shares some of the same interests as you do. Imagine that!

At first I thought oh shit, here we go. But actually, she was quite receptive to the ideas I gave her with what we should do to you. How we should set up a scene to torment you and the tease. Oh the tease. I mentioned to her how you love to have your cock teased.

You see for her she believed it was all about just letting you dig in and have your fun. She had no idea there could be so many layers to HER actually controlling WHEN and HOW things begin and END with you IN and OUT of the bedroom. She had NO idea that what happens in bedroom can actually begin in your head and continue for hours and even DAYS building and growing into a space you’ve grown to love.

Oh my boy, you have NO idea how lucky you are that your girlfriend found me. She’s thanked me over and again. Our little girls day out turned into a bonding experience. I should probably tell you too that we did fondle one another on your bed. I mean I had to show her how to use a couple of the items we picked up in the store today.

The two of you going to have so much fun tonight. Boy, you weren’t kidding, your girlfriend does get soaking wet! 😉
Talk Soon Naughty One-
Miss Peyton

Female Owned Company Seeks Candidate

Owned by Mistress

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This is a female owned and run company!

We pride ourselves on our flair, pizzazz, charm, and of course knowing exactly what makes our clients return repeatedly. Of course that means that I as the boss must be extremely careful in choosing my personal assistant, since as you can imagine, you will be representing the company along side of me.

Absolute focus, an eye to detail, perfect representation, and efficiency, along with the ability to think and plan ahead are some of the most important qualities I am looking for in an assistant.

You may wish to consider the position as my personal assistant to be a prestigious one, which will require for you to be comfortable in all sorts of situations and to be able to think outside of the norm.

The question of course now is,just how much do you want the position and far out of your comfort zone are you willing to go to gain it?

Oh what a powerful presence the Boss Lady made. Her eyes stern and focused directly on you as she spoke. Her Business Suite impeccable, the makeup understated but perfect to bring out her very pleasing features. Her hair cut in a modern short Hairstyle that gave her an edgy and confident look. She was the type of women that would make men sit up just a little straighter and demand absolute and instant respect.

You have worked for many people both male and female in the past before, but such a woman had never been among them. You could feel yourself growing nervous and just a little weak in the knees.

When she stood up and came around the desk, standing before you, you had to fight the sudden urge to kneel before her. Her presence was overwhelming and to your shame you felt yourself not only tongue tied but unable to think focus on the question.

Her eyebrow rose lightly, as she began to tap her beautifully manicured fingers impatiently on the desk.

“I am not in the habit to be kept waiting, young man! I will not repeat the question and you have 1 minute to answer me, before I shall excuse you and allow the next Candidate to have their chance.”

Finally your mind clicked in and with lowered eyes you answered:

“I am more then willing to do anything that is required to be given the chance to be your personal assistant. I am a quick learner and I can assure you that you will not be dissatisfied with my performance.”

A small smile went over the Lady’s lips and a wicked gleam in her eyes flashed for just a second as she took you in sitting there with your eyes lowered demurely.

“MMM,what a lovely young man he is. I bet with a little bit of training he would be extremely satisfying. I wonder just how far he is willing to go…”

The scene is set my darling.

I am the Boss Lady and you are the seeker of employment for the position of my personal assistant. Let’s see if you can gain this position.

Call me now so we can continue this Interview and your testing period…

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

Wanting To Be On His Knees

On His Knees He Wrote…

Serve from the knees

On His Knees

Dear Mistress, that’s a great way to start my day. Wanting to be on my knees, worshiping Your strap-on while my ass is plugged and nipples clamped.

Your hand in my hair, coaxing me to take more till i gag. Drool running down my chin as Your scent fills my nostrils. Your cock quivering and dripping.

Your laughter caressing my ears and taunting my soul. Making me beg to fucked. To feel Your hand on my hip, making me plunge back into Your strap-on like the wanton whore i have become.  Nothing but pleasing You will do.

Thank You for teaching me what desire.  i need You to control my sex. i need that focus.

When i am a good boy i focus on You completely.

i have not released since last Friday and each day is a reminder of You. i need to be owned. i wish i could call now. Might You have time tomorrow?  Please Mistress, please say I will be of some use to you tomorrow.  i need you.  i will do anything you need of me.

i need to feel Your presence.

i am nothing without you.  It is because of you that i am able to feel anything at all.  thank you for helping me to see the way.  The one true way Mistress.

Your whore

-boy

Drop to Your Knees Worship My Feet

At Her Feet

Worship Shoes, Feet and Toes!

You simply can’t stop staring at my beautiful soft and freshly pedicured feet. The elegance of my long toes has you enthralled. The delicate design on my beautiful toe nails has you under a spell. The way the peak out from my open toed high heeled shoes makes you weak and all you want to do is drop to your knees to worship my feet, my shoes, my toes.

Already you are picturing me sitting in a chair above you, you on your knees, gently – carefully – worshipful lifting each foot in turn and kissing, licking, sniffing, and caressing every inch of those lovely strap open toed, high heeled silver shoes of mine.

Cleaning the dust from my walking off them with your tongue, careful not to miss even the tiniest bit. Licking the soles to assure that they too are nice and properly cleaned.

Surely it’s nasty, but to you it’s divine.

You want nothing more then to lick and suck on the stiletto heel of my lovely shoes, sucking on it as if it was a shoe cock. Oh I tease you about that all the time, that you are a little faggot for my high heel. Sucking on it so lovingly and so worshipful. I know the very thought is making your cock twitch. You are so aroused by it, that you groan.

You take your time with worshiping and serving my high heeled shoes, a sweet torment to your body and mind. I love seeing how enthralled and fully focused you become when I give you that honor.

That’s a good boy, I softly whisper, stay focused on your task. Don’t miss a single inch. I watch as your eyes glaze over, you sinking into a feverish pitch of sexual arousal and utter worship.

After a while I have a wonderful idea.

You are being such a good boy, that I want to give you a special type of reward. I call a hold to your worship and you stop reluctantly. Thinking that your time at my feet – with my shoes – has come to an end. I order for you to go and get my black high heeled pair of shoes, which I have worn for years now. My scent is deeply ingrained inside of the leather. When you bring it to me I tell you to hold one of them to your nose and inhale deeply.

Your face is priceless as you realize what a special privilege I am granting you today. That’s right, good boy, bury your nose in my shoe and inhale deeply. Let the scent of the shoe and lingering scent of my foot go deep into your nostrils and permeate your mind.

Your cock is twitching so hard, I am wondering if you are going to cum without even touching yourself. Inhaling the scent of my shoe, it’s leather coupled with the scent of my foot, drives you mad with lustful thoughts.

I grin with mischief in my eyes as I hold out the second shoe to you and tell you to …

Oh you want to know what else I have on my mind?  Well I guess you’ll just have to pick up the phone and call me now to find out!

Talk Soon Naughty One,

Miss Peyton