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

1-800-863-5478  ext: 9978383

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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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Sensual Stocking Fetish Seduction Phone Sex

 
I am your one and only Sensual Mistress of Seduction! I am the only one that you need, and the only one that your crave. You love my touch…   you want my touch, hell, you dream of it. Cum here to me, worship this Goddesses stockings. Give into your stalking fetish with me Mistress Peyton. I am going to tell you what I want from you, and you will take that and implement them right away. 1) I want to feel your hands up and down my silky black pantyhose. 2) I want to feel your hot, warm breath up and down my legs guided by your slutty little lips. 3) Then you are going to open wide and suck on these pantyhose covered toes. 4) You had better stifle that leakage; I don’t want to see it. 5) You are going to sit on your heels as I run my stocking covered feet all over that cock that you are trying to control.

Stocking
Be a good little slave, get to the bench. The bench that I will strap your ankles and wrists. I know how much you are looking forward to this attention from your Mistress.  I am going to take my stalkings off, seductively slow, right above your face. Tell me, you stalking fetish fuck, how does it feel to only be able to look and not touch?  You like it when your mistress hovers her sexy bits and her stalking right over your face. You can look, smell but never feel her. Taking my sexy silky black stockings and drag them down your body and over your throbbing hard cock. Watching your shake with anticipation and tremble at my touch.

 

Your Mistress is straddling her pantyhose whore and shoving them all into your mouth. I want you to get them nice and wet for me, so I can now, do beautiful things to you with my wet sloppy pantyhose. How does that feel? Do You like that? Do You want more? Tighter even? Feeling my black, sloppy wet, silky stalkings touching your balls and then tying them nice and tight. With every cinching motion from your mistress and the restriction around your sack, you flinch in pain, but mostly pleasure. Cum and play with your Sensual Domination Mistress Peyton, and I will show you what it i is like to be on the receiving end of greatness.

 

Talk Soon,
Miss Peyton
1-800-863-5478 Ext: 9978383
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Consensual Slavery

Consensual Slavery, at first blush sounds like nirvana for the male submissive. What does it mean? Are not 1 hour or 2 hour sessions with a Domme a form of consensual slavery, temporary as that may be, or does the term mean much more?

Consensual Slavery

I have to say that to me, consensual slavery really does mean much more, and there are times that I think it’s a lifestyle I would relish! It would need to be done with a Dominant woman that there is a meaningful relationship with, there is a great deal of trust that is necessary for this to work.

To be owned in this way is to give yourself totally to your Mistress, to exist for her benefit and to serve her needs. To me this would require a balance between being a productive member of society ( you can’t serve your Mistress if you can’t earn an income) and then turning yourself over to service at the end of the work day to completely ensuring your owner is attended to and taken care of in any way she sees fit.

This of course requires a chastity belt to be worn when working, after all you are owned in every way, and to me giving up control of your orgasm is of great significance. The other aspect of this relationship is to live a minimal lifestyle as you will need to support your Mistress with most of your income, you are her slave, her property and as such all of what is yours (it’s not really yours) is hers.

Now at the start I described this a relationship, and it truly is, if you are giving up control there needs to be someone to take it, consensual slavery requires a slave and owner to both be present in the relationship. The Mistress controls everything but needs to be present emotionally for her slave. This is not to say the slave, toy, boy, won’t be uncomfortable, after all if pain and suffering bring joy to Mistress, then that is his fate, he is property and will used as Mistress sees fit.
To serve a woman in this way, to truly live for her every essence, to be controlled sexually, to suffer for her joy is the ultimate. to give it all to her is Consensual Slavery to find a woman that shares your view of female supremacy is special. To serve Mistress Peyton in this way, to be her slave, simply put PERFECTION!

…… Well Thank You My Pet! For all the rest of you, might I suggest you submit in a very real way, give all of you to me.

Talk Soon Naughty One,
Miss Peyton

1-800-863-5478 ext: 9978383

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