What it means..

What it means to me to be a Sissy Cum Eater.

Mistress Peyton,
It means so many things to be and to admit to being a sissy cum eater. I am a Sissy Cum Eater, and for me it is and has been one of the Most powerful tools/lessons in becoming a much better Sissy. I really do strive to be a better sissy every chance I get. It was not easy by any means at first to eat a load of cum. I over came this by shooting my own sissy load right into my mouth and with more discipline and more practice of edging my little sissy stick I have become a Cum Craving Sissy. 

One of the many lessons that it has taught me is that it is a privilege to be able to have any type of orgasm at all as a sissy and that not only do I need to consume whatever comes out of this little sissy stick but that I need to be thankful for it. Another thing I have learned is that it makes me crave Cum. It also makes me want to be more girly and occasionally it makes me go out and get Cum from a real man. Every time cum touches my lips it strips away any of the remaining shreds of manhood that are left.

This may be the most important thing of all, eating or licking my own cum directly correlates to me that every time I touch my little clitty that I will be eating cum and thinking like a slutty Girl not like a Man. This one simple lesson for a sissy like me continues to take me further into Sissy Hood.
Dani

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Accepting and changing

Hi, my name is Cinnamon, I feel very honoured to have been asked to write a guest blog post by Mistress Peyton, and have struggled for a few days to come up with a good idea. However I think i’d like to make a post about how I feel I have grown as a person since I started to accept my submissive side more.

Over the last few years I have been no stranger to exploring my submissive and cross dressing side, which I’ve been aware of since my teen years. Although I used to try and hide it, I dont think I particularly felt ashamed as such, just was aware that maybe I was a little different from the norm. I still remember buying my first ever lipstick, It was around Halloween one year and I remember saying it was for a fancy dress costume, how original right??

Up until april last year, my only real experiences were online, and on phone sex platforms, it became like a little treat for myself every now and again, and with the Mean Girls who I called regularly turned into my first period of orgasm control. Most of the calls I had revolved around humiliation, with plenty of teasing, and a fair few in between call assignments. However I was still hiding my kinky side, I have a couple of really good close friends, one in particular who could tell there was something going on with me, she had no idea what, but that I always seemed to be a bit closed off, especially around ideas like dating (i guess theres only so many ways I can turn down being set up on blind dates) I can remember the afternoon so clearly, she came round to mine and basically said she wasn’t leaving till she knew what was going on. There was a lot of tears, a lot of hugging, and for me a huge sense of relief, ever since then she has been so supportive with things like advice on clothing, and just chatting etc

I had been getting an itch for a while, and at the end of another intense phone call with the Mean Girls I asked them if they would mind if I tried to make a session appointment with a Mistress in my localish area. They said it was ok, and after some research and a couple of enquiries I found myself with a session booked with Mistress Courtney. I had no idea whatsoever what to expect, I had mentioned some of my interests, and the couple of hard limits I have but was really taking a step into the unknown. I had such a rush of feelings that day, from the nerves beforehand, all the way to the excitement in the dungeon and the floaty feeling of exhilaration I felt afterwards. I think I knew straight away that I would try to do something like this again.

Over the next year and a bit I’ve had a few more sessions with Mistress Courtney, and have been lucky enough to meet some wonderful people who have helped me look at things differently, and experience things I have never thought would be possible. From helping Mistress at a filming day, (very eye-opening for someone who hasnt exactly got very extreme tastes) which has happened a few times since as well, to being a helper for Mistress as she did a demo at a hen party (bachelorette party for the Americans) Now that was pretty humiliating but at the same time thrilling. I also have been out a few times as Cinnamon, I found some kinky parties that were being held in a Dungeon Chambers not too far away and have been to a few now, as well as going to a fetish club in London with Mistress Courtney, and a femdom night in Manchester.

Heres the thing, I still consider myself to be fairly new at all of this, but know that I am really enjoying it. I have found that my thoughts and fantasies seem to be evolving all the time, I no longer have that same craving for humiliation, dont get me wrong used in play it would leave me weak at the knees, but say outside of a session Its not something I want all the time. Whereas I get cravings now for things like being restrained, spanked and all sorts that i’d never really experienced before. I guess being out as Cinnamon at the kinky parties has given me a confidence, and an escape. I know I did all my kinky things locked away at home in the past but now I have an avenue to explore it all, and luckily I feel totally accepted. This has really helped me in my vanilla life, yes damn I have a pretty crappy day job, but I no longer feel miserable about it every day. I know that its just an essential part of life that helps me indulge in this other side of me.

Somehow in real life as well I feel more confident. Maybe when I was hiding this side of me away deep down I thought there was something wrong with me, i’ve realized now that there isn’t, everybody is different and theres nothing wrong with being myself.  Yes in vanilla life there aren’t exactly many people who know. I think i’ll keep it that way, but most people around me (friends, family, colleagues) say I seem much happier now, Ironically some of them think I have a secret girlfriend or something.

Looking forward I know i’ll keep exploring my kinks and fetishes, and am looking forward to trying some more things that Mistress Courtney has mentioned, and attend more kinky events as and when I can. Although I dont really go in for the phones ex calls anymore though I do still have a soft spot for the Mean Girls, I think the calls I had with them over the course of a year built me into a position where I felt the urge to explore in real life. I tell you I am so glad I did.

Cinnamon

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My Pantie Slut

It was a day like every other day, but not really!  My Pantie Slut had been itching to have me control him in all new ways.  You see he’s not really a pantie slut at all, that is until I forced him to become one.  LOL

Here we are in the thick of it all when the naughty thought occurred to me he should have to really walk to tight rope, I mean he does have a family and all but what would be better then making him return home after work wearing a pair of pink  panties? My Pantie Slut

You can only imagine what was running through his mind as he walked through the door, although no one could see beneath his clothing his heart pounded, hands shaking, mouth felt like a cotton plantation had moved in.  I guess you could say he was near panic mode.  The funny thing is, I really played it up to him, told him how it would please me more than anything if he’d only do this one thing for me.  (Giggles)

For those of you who know me, what’s so blaring obvious here is the choice he’s about to make will have consequences.  You see I had told him to keep those panties on until bed time, NO excuses.  But I did offer him an out if he needed one.  Turns out he DID want and need the out because those panties drove him wild.  It wasn’t the panties that got to him, it was the control, the excitement of being caught, knowing me the way he does he knew something big was about to take place.

There he is asking me for a way he could get out of wearing them until bedtime… well YES there is!  I’m so happy you asked.  He actually moaned when he heard me say that to him.   What started out a fun little project just became very REAL.  Good to know, Right?

Why not take a walk with me through the very twisted thoughts I have regarding how to shake you to the core.  You scared?  Don’t be, I always give you the escape clause… IF you DARE.

Talk Soon Naughty One,

Miss Peyton

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Home Wrecker

home wrecker

Home Wrecker, really?

Does anyone ever wake up one day and decide Oh yeah!  I’ve decided I’d like to be a Home Wrecker?

It was never  my intention to become a Home Wrecker it just happened.   Come to think of it,  you had been simply too weak to resist me, even if I didn’t even set out to ensnare you. So to get technical about things the only one to blame would be you.

You knew the moment we met that your life was about to change!   You felt it instinctively, you’ve even said so yourself  only not in so many words.  I didn’t even have to do anything more than smile at you when the addiction began.  Do you remember?  I do.

I have to say that  I found your being all tongue-tied and awkward around me adorable.  All that  awkwardness  was adorable at first, but after a while I realized that you had lost your mind over me.  You’ve always been so confident (almost like an alpha male) with your woman yet  a weak fool around me.

Now here’s an interesting fact, the more I rejected you the more you became addicted to me. I swear it was like my rejection of you was the kryptonite  that turned you from Superman to Joe Loser and you were willing to give me anything just for a smile.

Okay,   to be honest  that was too much temptation to resist.   Witnessing  what appears  outwardly to be  a strong man sit there and grovel and  beg for some of my attention.  To be willing to shower me with whatever gifts I wanted, who would have refused that?

Turns out that even though I didn’t plan on being a Home Wrecker I am pretty good at it.  Especially when it comes to getting you to behave exactly in a way that pleases me.  After all that is way you want to do, am I right?  Go on.. say the words.. I’ll do Anything to make you happy Mistress.  (giggles)

Oh, I almost forgot to ask.. does the ‘old ball and chain’ know how that just the sound of my voice brings you to your knees?  Does she have any idea that you make excuses in order to have time away to serve me?   Does she know you work late, leave early and even plan your weekends around my schedule so that you can gain just a little extra time talking to me?   Lucky for you that she never checks those credit card balances am I right?

Talk Soon Naughty One

Miss Peyton

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Naughty Dreams

I’ve put together what I like to call Naughty Dreams, a gift from me to you.

In honor of the Holiday Season I thought I’d help you understand a little something about yourself.

There’s nothing quite like the need that washes over you, the way you sound when your about to cave in. It’s that sound you make, that deep throaty sound! No matter how much you try, you’ll never be able to earn the reward of my touch upon your cock.  Don’t believe me?  I’ll show you.

Naughty Dreams

Strip for me, right now! All the way down until you are completely exposed and vulnerable for me. I want to look at you in your nakedness and enjoy your desperation for me.

Now kneel down before me and press your face against my beautiful pantied ass. No, I didn’t say you could put your hands on me, just your face. Lean in, inhale, don’t kiss, don’t taste, just inhale. Stay like that without touching yourself, just inhaling my fragrance. Taking in my scent until there is nothing in your mind besides that the way I smell and how desperate you are to touch me.

Very good, I can see your poor cock twitching and jerking in the mirror. It begs for attention, but you are only allowed the pleasure of inhaling me deeply, not to touch yourself.

Enough, you had enough, get back on your knees. Be still, watch, listen, don’t touch and don’t talk. I want you to be still for me, completely and utterly still.

You have dreamed of feeling my hands on you for so long now. You have dreamed in your naughty dreams about my fingers on your cock and what it would feel like if I’d touch you. I will give that you now, but you cannot move. You cannot make a sound. You cannot lean into the touch, you have to stay completely still. If you or any part of you moves even an inch I’ll stop.

I let the very tips of my fingers run around your balls, not touching them, just right around them. Slowly and teasingly. I can see your body twitch. It feels so good and you want desperately to move, to offer yourself to me, but you can’t.

I smile and tease you as I lean over a little more giving you the perfect view of my cleavage and I can see you shudder. I lift my finger up and let it hover right above your shaft so close, only half an inch away from it, and you can feel the warmth of my skin radiating down on your engorged and desperate cock.

I lick my lips teasingly as I bring my fingers closer, closer, closer and just as I am about to give you your reward for being a good boy and not moving….

your cock betrays you as it always does and jumps helplessly in anticipation and need for me.

I stand up and laugh at you, before I walk away and sit down on my chair, with my legs crossed properly and looking down at you almost crying in desperation.

I told you that if you or any part of you moved even the slightest I would stop. You see the thing is, you can’t help yourself. Your cock will always jump for me, will always betray you and will always end up causing you to be denied by me. Oh I know, it’s unfair but it’s oh so amusing for me to tease and ultimately deny you.

Oh, Your Welcome… And Merry Christmas!

Talk Soon,
Miss Peyton

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