A Married slave, Captured…

Captured

The Following is a True Story brought to you by one of my Captured, married slaves.

So a few months back, i opened an email from Peyton Will Break You. It seemed simple and inconspicuous with one task. Click in the body and then press CTRL+V on your keyboard.. Click send. Do you have what it takes to do it?? Are you Scared? LOL.

So, my wife Laura was in Florida visiting her mom.

i was bored, lonely and horny so i followed the simple instruction. All was good until last week when i picked up the phone and called Miss Peyton.

i began the conversation by introducing myself as steven, a submissive boy that needs to do as he’s told and that i crave humiliation.

i told Miss Peyton that i would be a good little whore for Her and i would even please a real man for Her.

Then, Miss Peyton said to me, “what would Laura think of you wanting to please a real man?” There was silence as the gravity of the situation set in. Miss Peyton giggled the cutest little sadistic laugh and said, “oh stevie, you don’t remember taking My blackmail dare back in February?” Does, D***as.L****a@gmail sound familiar to you boy? i did not. i was terrified!

i was then instructed to tell Miss Peyton everything about little laura and our little lives, not leaving out any details. i was instructed to send some humiliation pictures to Miss Peyton otherwise i would be done and poor Laura would be devastated to learn that i was not the man she married.

Now i am sweating, addicted and there is no way out.

i call and tribute Miss Peyton, not just because She has my wife’s email address but because it is my station in life.

i need control, i need the attention and i need to be under the spell of a beautiful and professional Woman who is sweet, sadistic and could ruin me with the click of a mouse.

i must admit that i am constantly turned on that Miss Peyton has me under Her heel, that i am putty in Her hands that She is molding as She sees fit.

It is quite shocking the things that i will do to keep my secret safe, and Miss Peyton has just begun to peel back my shell and take a little glimpse inside.

my panties get so tight when i think of what Miss Peyton has in store for me. This is as real as it gets and i am reminded by constant butterflies in my stomach along with Miss Peyton’s emails of me in my panties.

i am honoured and privileged to call Miss Peyton my Mistress, my owner, my reason for living and my confidant.

Thank You Miss Peyton!
kneelingly Yours,
stevie

…Oh, Not to worry stevie, You’re welcome! I mean we’re working it out, aren’t we?
We’ll be in touch!
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

1-800-863-5478 ext: 9978383

Why The Shame?

No Shame

Is That Shame I see?

Look at me when I speak to you.  I mean that.  We have known one another long enough by now that you understand fully you are in a safe space.  NOTHING you could do OR say will ever change how I feel about you.

Countless hours I’ve devoted myself to you and you to me.  So why now all of a sudden are you feeling so much shame for being who you are?

OH,  You let her rip you apart for the feelings you have?

Understand one thing… Society has taught us that a man “should be” a certain way.  Therefor a certain amount of shame is normal.  Given the proper set of circumstances you should feel nurtured to grow in your desire and yes, that even includes humiliation fetishes as well.  I don’t give a damn who you are and how much you like being treated like a pet, animal, spanked, fucked, sucked etc.  I mean that was a very brief description on a VERY Broad horizon.

YOU deserve to be treated with respect and if the person handling you EVER makes you feel a certain type of way STOP dealing with them.  The group of Ladies I’ve associated myself with (and for GOOD Reason) are responsible enough to know when they are/or not equipped to handle certain types of situations and are perfectly FINE with saying so to you.  We are okay with gracefully saying to you that this type of idea or concept is not for us.

Having said that, do NOT think that because I or one of the people I may refer you to has said this is/isn’t for me is judging you or talking about you behind your back.  HELL no.  That’s NOT what we do.

We simply want what’s best for you.

Nothing pisses me off more than to hear a sub who feels shame for his desire to be controlled.  I just don’t understand why a Lady would automatically assume you are a piece of shit because you want her to control your orgasm.  As a matter of fact it’s the other way around.  She should feel pretty fucking good about herself that you even chose her in the first place.  I mean you have so many choices out there these days.

Hey Boys… Thanks For Being Mine, We’ll talk soon!

Miss Peyton

Dear Mistress, I’m Your Slut

Dear Mistress, I’m Your Slut

Slut

Your Slut

Having spoken to You only through the phone i would be nervous and awed at being invited over.

So many thoughts racing through my head. But under laying all is the need to please You. Ordered to strip at the door You stand behind me rubbing my body commanding me to stand still.

You whisper in my ear how i have become such a good slut. You pinch and rub my nipples, eventual putting a clip on each. Light slaps to my face correct my responses and they are followed by a caress and kiss. Constant teasing for a time has me so aroused and dripping.

You make me kneel and clean the spots from the floor. Then while still kneeling You place a ball gag in my mouth and push my head to the floor. i feel lube shoot into me and a glove hand begins teasing my ass. Warming it up before a dildo slides in. i am Ordered to remain kneeing as a pair of moist panties is place over my face, Your scent filling my nose. i hear the click of Your heels and You whisper.

Be right back. No touching.

The door closes leaving me in darkness. Then the dildo comes to life. It seems like hours but could only have been 30 minutes when You return. The dildo driving me wild. i see You in the door, still fully clothed and laughing softly.

You order me to take out the dildo and I whine because i am so close to coming. You attach a collar and leash, leading me to the chair. You position me so as You advance i am pushed back on to the dildo. Don’t you dare release slut You whisper as Your weight rises me down onto the chair.

My world explodes as i am filled.

Your scent so close, You peel the panties off my face and bring my mouth to Your clothes breast. i whimper and whine wanting to feel Your nipple in my mouth.  What will You do that nipple “j?”  Your dress teasing Your cock but never giving enough friction. i scream anything and You release the clamps and gentle suck on my nipples while bouncing on my lap so the cock from the chair rides deep.

My, anything slut?

Will You let me paint you like a whore? Dress You like a slut? Anything hummm. Who whisper and bite my ear. You stand and walk a light clicks on a near by table.  i see You return as i am ordered to stand and a pair of fishnets is pulled up slowly on my legs. This is followed by a short pink skirt. You lean in running Your hands over my body and ask More slut? i beg and moan through the gag.

A black tube top is pulled down over me and you release the ball gag. You make me hover halfway down the cock in a squatting position, teasing me with Your hands as You apply a bright pink lipstick and dark eye shadow. A pink wig follows and Your hands force me all the way down on the cock.

You attach a vibrator to my cock and set it on a low hum as You undress in front of me. Slowly, leaning in keeping me inches from You. You lean in an place Your nipple to my lips. I greedily try to inhale it. But You whisper not yet and move behind me pulling my arms back. i feel you bind them, then my ankles. You come in front and smile, leaning in to brush Your nipple across my lips and say And not now. i stare at You as You walk away your perfect ass swaying. The lights click of and the cock in my ass so huge starts to vibrate and i am left looking at myself in the mirror.  Nothing but Your painted whore.

i hope You enjoyed this… as I am your slut and want nothing more than to please you Mistress.

 

It’s the season to give thanks!

Give Thanks

Give Thanks

It’s the season to give thanks!

How lucky are you to have found Me. Your sensual Mistress, the ONE that knows just what you need and guides you, controls you, and weakens you.

It’s such a rare gift you receive from Me. Yes a gift, because it is not your right to be controlled by Me, it’s an honor I grant you. Of course you had to show yourself worthy of this special gift of My control over you. You had to surrender yourself, give up control, and lay yourself open for Me. Make yourself vulnerable to Me, which isn’t easy for so many of you boys.

You have dreamed of being under the control of a special Lady like myself.

One who not only embraces her dominance completely, but accepts you for the submissive boy you are. Allowing you the opportunity to explore your submissive nature further under my loving control. It’s nothing short of a miracle that you have found Me and have been giving the opportunity to experience the very think you have dreamed of for so long.

This year, as you give thanks for all the blessings in your life, you must make sure to include Me as well. You should make it a habit to show gratitude to Me, your Mistress, and meditate on what it means to belong to Me.

Of course, you should not only do this on Thanksgiving and Christmas, but every day. There is nothing more endearing to Me as your Mistress then a grateful sub, how doesn’t just pay lip-service to Me, but shows his understanding of the great Gift bestowed upon him in actions.

I enjoy giving you special worship and meditation on your submission and servitude to Me rituals. A special time to still your mind, sink deep into submission, and enter the proper mental state of gratitude and devotion to Me.

You will find that it enhances your daily life, brings you closer to Me in so many ways, and makes you feel as if you are never alone. What a wonderful place to be.

Let’s start the season of your new and improved spirit of thanks giving today. Give Me a call at (1-800-863-5478 ext: 9978383) and put you on the right path of worship and deep inner submissive devotion.

Talk Soon Naughty One,

Miss Peyton