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.

 

Slave Asked for It

takedown12As many of you know by now Mistress has one slave who tends to get in over his head from time to time.. one would think he has learned his lesson by now.  I think not, this time I think Mistress will take him still another level of pleasure and still deeper into the web of pain. After all Slave Asked for It.

The slave in question is one I’ve worked with for a little over a year now, he has tempted fate over and again with me by asking for one extreme to the other.  What started out as a little blackmail fantasy got him snared into something he never expected to happen.   See, what he didn’t know about me was once I had him in that place we like to refer to as “subspace”  Mistress asked him what he wanted, from there I had him giving me all types of information.  First we started with his wife’s phone number, we moved along to her email address from there I kept him so close to the edge, very close but still so far away.  I dared him, DARED him to challenge me.  You must know he would never challenge me with these types information on hand.

Oh, I’m sure you want to know what I did with the information, right?  First I opened my email and emailed the Mrs.  second I called her while he was sitting there with a dripping cock.  I ordered him to leave her a message.  He couldn’t utter a word, he just sat there, for that he was punished, and the emails escalated until he satisfied my needs.

So here we are today and his future is looking rather entertaining to me.  I believe that his new challenges are going to open up a whole new world of temptation and humiliation for this naughty boy.  As I have planned the most unique tasks for him to entertain his Mistress in order to prevent the above events from repeating themselves again.  I mean after all his household was not the happiest for quite some time.

Talk Soon Naughty Ones,

Mistress Peyton

Barbie- A Sissy Slave

Barbie as I like to call my newest Sissy Slave is a one of kind ever so willing to entertain Mistress type of slut.  This makes one proud in the scheme of day to day planning.  

Sissy Slave’s can come in many shapes and forms, as not two people have the same idea of what it means to be a Sissy nor do they care to be classified as a Barbie either.  However, there is a particular type of Sissy Slave that brings a smile to my face time and again.  This is the one who will allow me to mold them from top to bottom and will also even when not really preferred still allow me to introduce new subject matter to play with and challenge themselves just a little more.

Do not misunderstand what I’m saying….  all Sissy Slaves/Sluts are a blast to toy with.  As I enjoy so many facets of how manipulation works well with you.  ~smirks~  And does it ever get those Sissy juices flowing when I’ve got you right where I want you in the throws of confession time /story time.

To all Mistress Peyton’s Sissy Slaves/Sluts/Pets just know that the heat is being turned up on you.  The bar has been raised a little higher and I will be expecting you to reach, I mean really reach for perfection when it comes to the “Frilly” we have a brand new day ahead of us, it’s up to you to accept it for everything it has to offer you.

Talk Soon Naughty Ones,

Mistress Peyton

 

Blackmailed Panty Boy

My Blackmailed Panty Boy didn’t really believe me when I told him I’d follow through with everything he’d asked me for.  It’s so rare that I find a courageous man these days. Oh wait, for that matter a sissy boi or a panty wearing fag or a boy toy or even a pet to play with.  Are there Real ones out there?

I hear it almost every day. Mistress I want to be the Blackmailed Panty Boy for you. I want to be owned by you please. Oh, and then it’s please dominate me, take control of my life and make it yours, I’ll do anything you say.

blackmailedpntyAt the end of the day, when I serve you up a heaping portion of what you’ve just asked me for you crumble under the pressure. Maybe it’s the email I sent your wife or the photo I’ve posted of you, either way it’s something You asked me for.

Taylor had a very simple task to do for me.. he knew his instructions to the letter. He understood what was at risk and he also agreed that in the given amount of time had he not completed his task that Mistress would out him to his wife with all his information and his naughty panty fetish secrets. Poor Taylor, outed to the wife. I told you so.

Do you have what it takes to stand up to the pressure of Mistress? Care to take that journey together as we discover the slippery slope of fetish fun?
Mistress Peyton