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

A Submissive Pet Worthy of Serving

Collared, Slave, Pet

Worthy

Submissive pet worthy of serving me and belonging to me.

You’ve come a long way, pet. I am very pleased and proud of you. We had a few rough spots here and there, but together we worked through them and past them. You have been obedient, amusing, eager to please, and loyal. You, my pet, have always shown your dedication to becoming a submissive pet worthy of serving me and belonging to me. I have found great pleasure in guiding you into the perfect way to be my plaything, my devotee, and my treasure.

Today, is the day, you have been waiting for so long.

The day, when I place my collar around your neck and with that claim you as my slave for all to see. Mine and mine alone, bound to me in submission, honor, integrity, and devotion.

I want you to understand the importance of this moment before we will both enter into the Collaring Ceremony. I have spoken to you about it many times, but it is important for you to hear it one more time, so it is fresh on your mind as you take the step in giving yourself so fully to me.

Being collared to Me, is as deep if not deeper then being married.

It is not something either of us should enter into lightly. It is not something you do today and dissolve tomorrow. Ideally it should last for the rest of your life, this being my collared slave and devoted pet. The collar I will place around your neck is like a wedding ring. An outward sign of an inward decision and need to belong to me. Something that will be visible for all to see and proclaims loudly that you are my slave. You should wear it with great pride, for I do not offer my collar lightly and you have worked very hard to earn this very special privilege.

It means I have taken you into my heart, have found that I care greatly about you as a Mistress should for her slave. It means that I have found you extraordinaire and have noticed that you have always gone above and beyond what I may have requested and expected of you. A sweet little treasure I desire to have as mine for as long as we may live.

Unlike a wedding ring which can be easily slid off when you wish to hide your belonging, the collar is not easily removed. As you will kneel before me and I will place this special symbol of your slavery to me around your neck, I will attach a lock to it which will keep it in place unless I remove it.

I, and I alone will have the keys to the lock and I and only I will be able to remove it for you. Let that sink in for a moment and realize that no matter where you go, no matter what you do, no matter who you might come in contact in, as long as that collar is around your neck, they will see in a very visual way that you no longer belong to yourself but to me instead.

There will be only 4 times that this collar will be removed by me:

1: When you have to work and then I will have you wear a Necklace with my Initials on it instead.
2: When you bath or shower, so the leather does not get wet. It gets taken off by me right before and put on immediately after.
3: If you should need medical attention ever and need to see a doctor because you are ill.
4: If you request to be released from your collar for good. Realize however that this is a decision which you’ll never be able to reverse.

Even in death you will sleep with that collar around you.

It is there to stay. Now I want you to kneel for the next 20 minutes facing the picture of me that you have on your worship altar where I always have you do your meditations and contemplate for the last time if you are truly ready to take this last and final step in your slavery to me.

I will come to collect you at the end of that time. Unless you have changed your mind be ready to crawl behind me into the Ceremony room.
Talk Soon Naughty One,

Miss Peyton

What Would You Be Willing To Do?

Ready and Willing

Willing

What would you be willing to do?

What would you be willing to give up in order to make your submissive dreams come true? What would you be willing to do, in order to get a chance to be at my feet? What would you be willing to endure to make Mistress smile and happy?  Those are the first questions you need to ask yourself and those answers need to be honest.

Don’t just tell me what you think I want to hear.

I can see through the BS instantly. Remember I have been a Mistress for a very long time now, and have dealt with countless boys who only talked the talk, but had no idea what it means to walk the walk.

If you claim you want to be a submissive, you need to understand what that actually means. Don’t confuse being a fetish boy with being a submissive man.

There are worlds in between.

Serving a Mistress is an honor and you have to need to be under her control, be of use to her, not used by her. Not just when your dick is stiff, but at all times in as many different non-sexual ways that she desires as well. It’s really not about your cock, but about the obedience you give, the power you surrender to her, and the willingness to bend your will to hers.

I keep telling you about having to leave your Ego at the door, but you seem to keep missing that part. An arrogant boy, will never make a good submissive, and darlings I deserve nothing but the best. No that is not arrogance or even entitlement, that is knowing my own self worth and what I should be able to expect. I will not play tug-o-war with some male who thinks it is all about him, what he wants, what gets him off and I am supposed to play the Puppet to his desires. That is nothing but a turn off to me.

Of course both sides need to be happy.

Mistress and sub are the ying and yang of the whole, but that is why I am so selective in who I accept into my stable of submissive pets. We have to match. It’s symbiotic in the end, one side naturally feeding the needs and desires of the other, but that cannot happen if you are not honest with yourself first and honest in what you tell me.

I am not scolding you here, I am not one bit mad. Actually I am telling you all of this because I want to tell you that it is ok to be yourself.  Needing what you need, and embracing your deeply submissive core. Of course it is necessary to know who you are first, and have the courage to speak up in a humble (not fake humility either please, that gets boring and annoying really fast) way. To be willing to embrace your need to be guided and controlled in a safe, sane, and consensual way.

It really starts with you knowing yourself.

Also with you admitting to yourself who you are, and what it is you are willing to explore, surrender to me, and be of use to me in. See the questions at the beginning at my missive to you today, and really examine your heart and mind. Then approach me, your potential Mistress, correctly and with absolute honesty. That is where it begins…

Talk Soon Naughty One,

Miss Peyton

Surrender To Me, Don’t Hold Back!

Surrender, Submission, Manipulation,

Surrender

Surrender To Me on The Deepest Level.

Give yourself to me. Mind, heart, body and soul. Surrender to me, at the deepest most vulnerable level, until you no longer know where your desires and my will overlap. Become my creature, my puppet, my pleasure, my joy, my pet. Let get go of your Ego for me, and be honest with who you truly are and what you truly seek. No games, no pretenses, no hidden self, but honesty and openness your gifts of introduction at my feet.

You wish to worship me, you said, like a Goddess – a Queen. To be my servant, my creature, my worshiper, and so much more. To be permitted to behold me and be used by me for my benefit and pleasure. Ah what pretty words, seeker, but are you truly ready for such a great honor and immeasurable gift?

Are you truly able and willing?

Reject your own carnal need I  demand it.  Focus your will, body, and actions on me and what I desire first and foremost.

You see, as my worshiper, my pet, my creature, your cock will be locked away. It will be held within the steel cage that are designed to my specifications and not for your pleasure. For a minimum of 1 year, you will be kept in chastity, and with that your mind trained to understand that everything, even the most basest of actions and privileges over your own body are now mine and mine to command.

You will be stripped down, not just of your clothing, but your EGO, your will, your false believes of what you are entitled to, your masculinity, and your false senses of what worship is and isn’t. You will be stripped of all of this and once you have become as a clean untouched slate, I shall write MY will and commands upon you. Make you truly into that which you claim you wish to be, MY creature, my worshiper, my servant, my pet, and nothing more.

Oh and I will not use you, but you will be useful to me.

A great difference in the large sense of the picture and in the most minute of details I assure you. For being used by me still is all about you, the pleasure you derive from it, the false ideas of what it will be like to serve and worship a Queen as I, but you fall short in understanding what service truly is. You fall short in knowing what it means to worship.

No, seeker, if you are indeed sincere in your desire to become my pet, my slave, my servant, my worshiper and my creature, then we shall strip all of the false senses, dreams, ego driven thoughts away from your mind, your hear, and you body until your true worth is revealed to me and I may judge to see if you are indeed worthy of being made my creature, my treasure, and that which is ultimately treasured by me as that which is of you use to me and by my design.

Do you still seek this great privilege, the mind and life altering experience which so many dream of yet so few suited for? Do you still wish to kneel before me and give yourself to me in any way I desire, knowing that it indeed will be MY desires that will take highest priorities while yours will be pushed onto the side unless by happy circumstance they match into what I wish and demand?

Think on it, seeker, for once you have entered into the Temple of this Queen and Goddess you shall never leave the same.

You know what to do.

Talk Soon Naughty One,

Miss Peyton