Subspace

Let’s talk a little about that Space between us.  I like to toy with you play with you prey on you.  Build you up tear you down and before you know it time has passed and you find yourself in that wonderful place called Subspace.  Not to worry though, I’ll be there to care for you.  I’ll handle everything.  Shh, not to worry you can rest assure you’ll be safe with me.

A table for two with domination in mind is a special place for a sub to be. Take yourself for example being the pet of a beautiful Mistress who has given you her full attention for a few moments in time.subspace

Linger there for a moment with me. Drift between subspace and my place and you will never be the same again. It’s a subtle web that’s woven to keep you safe yet on edge.

I’ve set a table for two one with candles and the only place left to go is your limits. Do you have any? What did you come for, are you sure yet? Was it for some tease and denial, domination, humiliation, was it for me to turn those perversions against you?

Remember once you find your seat with me, it’s game on. I’m not a regular Mistress I expect you to follow through with everything you offer. So be a good boy and only bring good things to this table.
Mistress Peyton

Trapped By Desire

I know a boy, he’s trapped by his desire.  Each time he tries to leave it pulls him back into this tangled web and he’s there again at my feet, kneeling, begging and asking me to give him another chance to serve.

I told this boy who’d been trapped by his desire that his cock would always betray him, he told him he didn’t think so, and he could resist the urge to become a toy or a pet maybe even resist the urge to become a slave.  ~smirks~ 

He’s asked me to ruin him, complicate him, take him away.  I always deliver on what the boy asks Mistress for leaving him shaking and scared like a child with no home.  For this he’s always amazed at just how far I push him.    Some times you’d think I broke him.

Trapped by his desire for me for that thirst of the unknown, just how far I can pull and push that perversion inside him, the distance I go it’s a place created for the secret places you hide from every one else.

Careful boys, I’ll trap you too by your desires If you aren’t careful.

Talk Soon,

Mistress 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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If Only To Serve Mistress

The following is what one Sub dreams of daily If ONLY I’d allow it ….. “To Serve Mistress”

If Onlyi show up at Miss Peyton’s house. She welcomes me in and explains how i am there to submit to Her. She asks me if i understand. i say yes. She replies “I don’t think you do understand!” and then kicks me in the balls. i drop to the floor. She goes on to explain how i need to respect Her superiority, Her Womanhood, Her power. She orders me to strip naked and kneel before Her. i comply. She exams my body and has a good laugh humiliating me by telling me how small my cock is and how pathetic it is. She grabs my balls and squeezes them tight as She stares into my eyes and tells me “these balls are now mine! Do you understand!” i reply, “yes”. Then, she twists my cock and says, “this dicklet….it is also mine!”. Then, She runs Her hands all over my body and explains how all of me belongs to Her. Then She pulls on my nipples and asks, “AM I CLEAR!” i let out a moan and reply, “Yes, Miss Peyton. She then grabs me by the chin and says, “this mouth! Is mine too!” Then, She grabs my head and says, “your mind is now under my control too!”

She spits in my face, spits on my….i mean Her dicklet and orders me to go to Her bedroom. Once there She tells me to get dressed and hands me a box. In the box, are a pair of blue satin panties and matching bra along with a pair of white thigh high stockings. She tells me this outfit goes good with the small package i have and laughs. Then, She orders me to clean Her bedroom. i say, “yes, Miss Peyton.” i dust the furniture, make the bed, and pick up clothes. She likes the job i did and as a reward allows me to worship Her feet.

I rub Her feet, message them, really work the arch and toes. Then, i kiss both Her feet…the tops, the bottoms, the toes…She then order me to suck on Her toes. i suck on each toe and in between each toe…tongue wrapped around Her toes. She allows me to rub my dicklet against Her feet. Just when it gets hard She pushes me away and kicks me in the balls and then laughs. She proceeds to order me to stroke until i reach the edge and then stop. She has me do this several times throughout the day. She orders me to clean Her bathroom next. i do so and have the whole room sparkling clean. She rewards me by further humiliating and teasing me. She squeezes my nipples, yanks my balls and whispers in my ear a reminder that i belong to Her.

She disappears for a bit but returns grinning from ear to ear. She is wearing high heels, stockings, a black skirt, a sexy bra. She says, “i got something for You….Get on Your knees now!”….i comply. She asks if i would like to eat what She has between Her legs. i eagerly say yes. She laughs and removes her skirt to reveal a strap-on, realistic looking white flesh dildo. She rubs it against my lips and then orders me to lick the head, then the shaft, then the balls. She order me to suck on the head and then tells me to suck on the whole thing and suck it as deep as i can.

My head is bobbing up and down on Her dildo. She takes control and fucks my mouth over and over. She then takes the wet dripping dildo and puts it against my dicklet to compare the size and she laughs as she smacks it with Her strap-on cock. She has me stroke myself as i suck Her some more. She proceeds to tell me i am there to do for Her what She commands and how i am beneath Her. She grabs my cock and strokes it. Just as i am ready to cum, she let’s go and lets the cum spirt out all over me. She wipes up the cum with Her hand and rubs it onto Her dildo all the while telling me She didn’t want that cum to be released yet and that i need to put it back inside me. She has me then suck all the cum off Her dildo as She laughs with pleasure.

She has me clean the rest of Her house and then shows me to my room. She has me lay there naked on the cold floor. For good measure, she spits on my face and rubs it in and then pees on my dicklet. She leaves the room and closes the door. i lay there eager for the next day where i can serve and entertain Her yet again…..

If Only..

Talk Soon,

Miss Peyton

1-800-863-5478 ext: 9978383

 

 

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A Word From Toy…

A word from Toy

A Word From Toy

Often times on a whim  you’ll receive a set of Instructions from me, it would be a pity should you decide not to follow along… Only a select few are brave enough to do exactly as I say.. Some say it’s more than rewarding.. Below is a sneak peak into what a day with MY Control would look like for you…

The crack of a whip, the sound of stilettos across the dungeon floor, even the soft caress of Mistresses stocking foot across  your face; all these sensations pale in comparison to when Mistress Peyton deems you lucky enough to receive instructions that represent her will and control over you.

The excitement that comes over you as you read her implicit instructions, her toy becomes instantly aroused and like a drug you wait for the next command, it’s like a snap of her fingers that shoots straight to your heart, and you obey, because that’s all there is in life that is important. You must make her happy, amuse her that is the only option.

Mistress Peyton will often tease me over the course of the day. She will command me to edge for her, over and over, till I am out of my mind with lust to serve her. In between she will inflict pain upon her toy, this is just to remind you even more that the thing hanging between your legs is no longer yours, but hers to do what she pleases with. It is in these moments that you realize her power and more importantly who owns and controls that toy between your legs. It is in fact a mouse that she smacks and teases like a cat does its prey, and all the while all you are left with is wanting more, the next set of commands!

There is no greater feeling than knowing that Mistress Peyton has tested your will, and that you passed cause she instills in you the need to be hers, to be owned and suffer for her enjoyment…..really that is all that matters. I belong to Mistress Peyton! Get used to that phrase, cause that is all you’ll really want anyway!

I hope this meets with your approval Mistress I’m Yours to control and abuse.
Your slave,
William

… Call Miss Peyton 1-800-863-5478 ext: 9978383

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