Mistress May I?

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Welcome to Mistress May i?

We’ve all heard of Mother may I. The fun little game you play as a child. Am I right? Imagine this game where Mistress holds the keys to everything Sensual times ten!

Could you allow yourself to imagine that Mistress would tie you up and then rub you slowly from the inner portion of your thigh? Perhaps I take my gloved hand and work my way up higher still.  Words seem to no longer matter.  Prior to our little arrangement I told you, Not One Word.

Remember?

Quite the little pickle you’ve found yourself in.  You being all tied up.  Me looking the way I do.  Me being completely in control.  I get the last say in any and all of the pleasure or pain.  Fuck it.  Let’s go all in.

I say let’s toy with your nipples, I love that!  I would love to sink my teeth in.  Oh how I would love to sink my teeth into the left nipple… slowly allowing my tongue to swirl around those painful areas.  We both know how the pain followed by a tad of pleasure tends to shoot ripples of confusion through your body.  Funny how your cock never seems to be quite so confused.  Does it?

Imagine if you will, once I’ve had my way with the left then right nipple, I work your neck over.  Someplace in between you would find your cock leaking.  Most of my work would have mostly taken care of itself.  Would it not?  Let’s be honest…  The excitement, the terror, you MUST be a little terrified of what may or may NOT be coming for you.

My favorite part is after all the tease, you know… I’ve yet to even touch upon the parts you honestly wanted me to touch.  My favorite part is you being the greedy little piggy you are have the heart to ask me.  Mistress May i?

This is where I shrug and look at you.  I say if you think you can without a tad of friction I suppose you can.  Without fail you and your worm shudder, and just like that you are left in a puddle of your own jizz.  Why?  Because I took you there.  How?  Because you asked me for it.  Isn’t that right?  And now, you may thank me.

Talk Soon,

Miss Peyton

The Holidays Are Among Us

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Holidays have a way of making us feel alone. Yeah, I said it. Holidays are lonely for some of us.

You might ask yourself how did I get here? What, when and will my life ever change? Does anyone understand me? I know you do. I ask myself the very same questions.

Holidays can be frustrating.

Especially when you suffer from chronic illness. Frustrating when you have conflict all around you. The holidays seem to bring out a certain type of stress that is needless. Let me tell you why.

In less than 30 days my resolve has been tested in ways I can’t possibly understand. I found myself driving back from one of my specialist visits and I said out loud My Mom Is Dead. I just blurted it out. And then a flood of tears followed. I had to take about 100 deep breaths. Life is crazy. It’s not promised.

What I am trying to say is as long as you wake up every single day you have something good. As long as you get up, get dressed, go outside you are doing good. Don’t let this silly time of year take anything from you. If anything allow the bright colors to add color to your life.

Do me a favor, if you had No plans to put up a tree.

Please put one up. Put one up for me. More than that, Add some lights, and a few decorations. Do that part for YOU. Make sure you do that part for you because you need to know someone is thinking of you. Who you ask? Well silly… That’s me.

In honor of these crazy holidays I’ll be doing something for you, I’m lowering my rates from now until December 31. You should take advantage of it, We don’t have to talk about anything naughty. We can talk about whatever you wish. Happy Holidays From My Family To Yours.

Miss Peyton

What’s On Your Mind?

Care to Share What’s On Your Mind?

As your Mistress, I want you to feel good enough with our relationship to share everything with me. Good or bad, highs and lows. Not every day is peaches and cream. We live in the real world.

More times than none I am asked one question. Where would you like to start with me? Each time my answer is always the same.

You see for me, I need to begin with the largest sex organ on your body. I need to begin in your head. Why you ask?

Let me explain…

I need you to know that I firmly believe the largest sex organ in the human body IS the mind. There is nothing quite like a woman getting inside your head.

There is nothing quite like the way it makes you feel. The way you can be motivated to please. The way you can be captivated by her words and her thoughts.

So easily corrupted by the picture(s) she paints in your head. The way she manipulates you with her seductive suggestion. The words she selects to rip you apart and then very carefully puts you together again.

Care to Share What’s on Your Mind? Think about it and let me know, I’m here to help you explore the world in a whole new way.

Talk Soon Naughty One-
Miss Peyton

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Cum Eating Instructions For You

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Cum Eating Instructions…

I remembered the first time you told me how you couldn’t get the idea of tasting your cum out of your head. Well, I’ve been thinking and I have the perfect solution for you.

Being that I’ve gotten into every aspect of your life thus far, and you are only fucking the Mrs. under strict supervision these days. Why not set something up where you just do things in reverse.

Oh I know, you may be a little confused by that statement. Allow me to clear things up for you. Here’s what you’ll do.

The two of you will relax with a glass of wine or two. Instead of the normal foreplay, you are going to just go for it. You are going to let her ride you or visa versa and when she seems simply frustrated at your premature finish you’ll dive right in.

YES, you heard me!

I said you’ll dive right between her legs and begin to lap up all those juices. Hers, yours and the wonderful creamy cum filled mess you two just made.

I have to warn you though, once you start, you can’t stop. My advice to you is to make sure you REALLY get her good and clean, don’t miss anything.There’s your little taste.

And I know you’ll enjoy it. Down to the last drop.
Talk Soon Naughty One-
Miss Peyton

Mistress, I Think I’m Addicted To Pantyhose

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Addicted to Pantyhose

To be honest addiction comes in all shapes and sizes.  For me I believe that you don’t have to have a chemical addiction.  Although what we might not consider is there IS a chemical reaction happening in our brains to certain stimuli causing us to want more and more of one thing or another.

Believe it or not dear boy, an addiction to pantyhose is a tad on the milder side as far as addictions or fetishes go.  It’s easy to see how you can get carried away by the way they feel.  The shape they offer your legs or mine for that matter.

Pantyhose have come a long way from the standard colors and styles back in the day.  Today we can shop varying styles from something quite simple to very elegant and every price point in between.

When I think of pantyhose used to tease I like to pick a pair that has a sheen near my own skin tone.  I love sitting there in front of you as to watch your gaze over my shapely legs.  I find it’s best to wear my skirt just above the knee to have it settle in all the right places when seated.

Yes, there’s something to be said about a pantyhose seduction as well.  I mean allowing you to rest your hand on my knee.  Especially knowing that you have deep desire just to feel them, touch them.

Who knows, if you played your cards just right perhaps Mistress would let you kiss her pretty girlie parts through her sexy pantyhose.  Could you imagine what that would be like?  Being smothered with my scent, unable to escape?

Talk Soon Naughty One-

Miss Peyton