The Perfect Fantasy Being Nothing More Than a Sex Toy

Sex Toy

Could You Be A Sex TOY?

What would you be willing to give up? Could you imagine giving up just about anything to held to a higher standard above other slaves in the stable? Are you be willing to be inspected as though you are nothing more than stock?

Imagine if you will being run through a line along with others so that you can be measured and inspected so that data can be stored.

Your measurements.

Your weight, and other pertinent information being kept about you. When/if it’s deemed you meet certain criteria are called upon to be tested are brought out so that myself and others can see if you are fit enough to be put into use.

Picture yourself being in an assembly line so to speak. You along with ten other hopefuls. You find yourself standing there. Hands tied behind your back.

Stripped down to nothing.

Myself with a few other Mistresses walking around in front of you. We take our time to inspect each part of your manhood. We bend you forward, we inspect your insides. And then we grab your testicles and squeeze.

It’s then that we begin to slowly stroke and tease you, this portion of the testing goes on for hours. You’ve been told that if you ejaculate before time that you will lose your turn as the sex slave. You have to endure this portion of the testing for as long as it takes. You must hang on. You break out in a sweat. Tears fall down your cheeks. You’ll do anything to please your Mistress.

A-n-y-t-h-i-n-g.

After all you are nothing more than stock at this point.. remember?
Talk Soon Naughty One-
Miss Peyton

Mistress, I Think I’m Addicted To Pantyhose

Pantyhose

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

 

Sensual Sunday Brunch With My Boy Toy

Sensual Sunday

Sensual Sunday With Mistress

Every now and again I’ll allow my boy to to join in on my Sunday activities. This particular week he had been extra attentive in areas of Mistress and I felt a reward was due.

What started out for him as a treat ended up being something much more than he ever dreamed up. You see Mistress does everything with purpose, planning and even with little torment in mind.

As we sat there chatting about our day to day lives I gently ran my hand up the inside of this thigh. Soon I found my way along the crotch and slowly unzipped his pants.

It didn’t take but a moment for him to squirm beneath the table when I told him DON’T Move. I ordered him to remain completely still as I began the task of tormenting his cock with my soft gentle fingers.

I took one finger along the side, slowly making my way around the. tip and traced my way all along the mushroom head. I must have done this for what seemed like 20 minutes. I never gave him a break.

Our waitress came back a few times to ask if we needed anything. Naturally I forced my boy toy to respond.

You’ll be happy to know I brought him to the edge with one finger about six times over brunch. I then had him excuse himself with a raging hard on and bring himself to completion in the mens-room while he thought of how amazing it could be IF ONLY I’d allow him to fuck me. (NEVER happening)
Talk Soon,
Miss Peyton

 

Sensual Story Time With Mistress

Sensual Story

He asked me to tell him a Story.

Not just any story. He wanted to get to know me better he said. Okay, I like this. I REALLY like getting to know my clients. As you know I love building bonds with you. To me it’s like insurance that the two of us will be in this for the long haul. Not just for a call or two. More or less what I’m saying is, we’re investing in one another.

The story he wanted to know about was when I realized that I was more of a dominant or in his own words… Tell me about when you first realized Miss Peyton, that you had power over men.

Most pretty girls always know that they have a sort of power over men. It’s just something we are naturally born with. The trick to our power is what we choose to do with it. The key to our success over men is either we dominate them or we give in to their wishes.

And then there are those of us who have this rare ability light a fire so deep within you that you are ready and willing to do what ever it takes to in order to keep her. I knew I had this ability I guess you could say from about the age of 18, I didn’t know what to do with it until later in life. Once I did I’ve used it to build long lasting relationships with those of you who are seeking something meaningful and exploring fires yet to be exposed.

I guess you could say I’m your guide to to those things your seeking. I’ve got the open mind and the ability to help you grow, I’m always looking out for you and willing to help you achieve the perfect amount of naughty!
Talk Soon Naughty One-
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.