A Kitten for Halloween… Oh My!

Princess, Danielle, Kitten

Kitten

Kitten got more than she bargained for!

Princess was trying her hardest to make Mistress happy. She had been feeling like her revenge plot was stalling lately.

Ever since Anna peed on the stick.

Jamal was spending more and more time in her bed! That really wasn’t the problem. The problem was that Princess has found herself craving Jamal as much as Anna.

As fate would have it Miss Peyton had a solution, she came up with a distraction for Princess. She suggested that Princess dress up as a Kitten for Halloween and even decided to come over so that she could model her cutesy little outfit for her.

Standing there in her bedroom dressed in pink water bra, pink panties, kitty cat thigh highs, kitty cat ears with a pink kitten nose with all the accessories drawn on Kitten does her best to model for her Mistress.  She can’t help but notice the hungry look in Miss Peyton’s eyes.  The way she’s looking at her is making her a tad nervous, yet it’s making her overly excited.

Suddenly, without warning or explanation Mistress tells the kitten to get up on the bed.  Just as soon as the words had left her lips Mistress was upon her like a flash of light.  She turned the little sissy from facing her to over facing the bed.  Kitten could feel her panties being ripped off and a cock being rammed deep inside her.  It was the very first time EVER being taken, she could hardly believe what has happening to her.

Kittens body betrayed her as she sprayed sissy juice all over her sheets and pillows.  She thought this would signal the completion of her journey for the evening, yet it didn’t.  It wasn’t until the sun started to peak over the clouds the next morning before her ride would end.  Her muscles felt like jelly, her vagina open and sore.

The strangest thing happen that night, she could have sworn there was multiple people taking turns on her but there’s no way she can be sure.  Right now she’s just so tired.  So sleepy and full.

Talk Soon Naughty Ones!

Miss Peyton

Fantasy or Reality You Decide

Fantasy

What will it be today?

Fantasy or Reality? Have you decided? Do you know? Truth be told I’m okay with either.

Truth be told it’s okay to test the waters with a little role play to get your feet wet. I’m well aware some of your desires can be quite frightening. What you need to understand however, you’ll find no judgement here.

No matter how taboo the secret may seem.

No matter how huge your desire. We’ll get through it. We can take baby steps. We’ll find a way for you to inch through every part of your need until you’ve actually found what it is you’ve been searching for.

Hush now, you’ve taken the first step.

You’re here after all. There’s absolutely no reason at all to feel embarrassed or shy. Remember if you find yourself needing a little extra help getting things going that happens to be my specialty.

The only thing you need to do is surrender yourself to me. All you have to do is sit back, relax IF you can and let me do the rest. Trust me when I say everything will work out just fine. And you, well you are going to wonder if you’ve walked right into Fantasy or Reality as I make both hard to separate. But that’s okay. It’s what you asked me for. Remember?

Talk Soon Naughty One

Miss Peyton

1-800-863-5478 ext: 9978383

Drop to Your Knees Worship My Feet

At Her Feet

Worship Shoes, Feet and Toes!

You simply can’t stop staring at my beautiful soft and freshly pedicured feet. The elegance of my long toes has you enthralled. The delicate design on my beautiful toe nails has you under a spell. The way the peak out from my open toed high heeled shoes makes you weak and all you want to do is drop to your knees to worship my feet, my shoes, my toes.

Already you are picturing me sitting in a chair above you, you on your knees, gently – carefully – worshipful lifting each foot in turn and kissing, licking, sniffing, and caressing every inch of those lovely strap open toed, high heeled silver shoes of mine.

Cleaning the dust from my walking off them with your tongue, careful not to miss even the tiniest bit. Licking the soles to assure that they too are nice and properly cleaned.

Surely it’s nasty, but to you it’s divine.

You want nothing more then to lick and suck on the stiletto heel of my lovely shoes, sucking on it as if it was a shoe cock. Oh I tease you about that all the time, that you are a little faggot for my high heel. Sucking on it so lovingly and so worshipful. I know the very thought is making your cock twitch. You are so aroused by it, that you groan.

You take your time with worshiping and serving my high heeled shoes, a sweet torment to your body and mind. I love seeing how enthralled and fully focused you become when I give you that honor.

That’s a good boy, I softly whisper, stay focused on your task. Don’t miss a single inch. I watch as your eyes glaze over, you sinking into a feverish pitch of sexual arousal and utter worship.

After a while I have a wonderful idea.

You are being such a good boy, that I want to give you a special type of reward. I call a hold to your worship and you stop reluctantly. Thinking that your time at my feet – with my shoes – has come to an end. I order for you to go and get my black high heeled pair of shoes, which I have worn for years now. My scent is deeply ingrained inside of the leather. When you bring it to me I tell you to hold one of them to your nose and inhale deeply.

Your face is priceless as you realize what a special privilege I am granting you today. That’s right, good boy, bury your nose in my shoe and inhale deeply. Let the scent of the shoe and lingering scent of my foot go deep into your nostrils and permeate your mind.

Your cock is twitching so hard, I am wondering if you are going to cum without even touching yourself. Inhaling the scent of my shoe, it’s leather coupled with the scent of my foot, drives you mad with lustful thoughts.

I grin with mischief in my eyes as I hold out the second shoe to you and tell you to …

Oh you want to know what else I have on my mind?  Well I guess you’ll just have to pick up the phone and call me now to find out!

Talk Soon Naughty One,

Miss Peyton