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

His First Time BBC Adventure

BBC Confessions

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His BBC Confession

She’d been acting “sort of weird” for a few weeks now. Exactly when it all started he couldn’t quite put his finger on. What he did notice was the way she went from always wanting to snuggle to hardly wanting him to touch her in the bedroom.

Our weekly sessions have turned into every other day.

Sometimes we talk maybe twice a day. Depending on how much he might need to vent. Or IF he’s maybe found yet another clue.

I’d be lying if I said my loving devoted client hadn’t fantasized about it. Up until now he hadn’t wanted to participate in any extra marital activities. However, given these looming set of circumstances he finds himself rock hard and very eager to please.

As I stated a few weeks back his highly motivated very beautiful wife was promoted at the bank. With this promotion she was transferred to another location. Guess what? The new CEO of this Branch is a Alpha Male. To hear her describe him he stands about 6’4 very broad shoulders, creamy chocolate skin and makes no bones about enjoying being the Alpha.

He takes great pride in his body, his clothing, his car, his job. As he told me his story it became all to clear to me why his wife began to behave differently toward him. Why she began to stay later and later after work. Why she stopped having sex with him. Why when she did do anything with him in the bedroom it was only oral.

What amused me the most was the fact he told me that she has started climbing up on his face and when she does she extremely wet. He told me that she has so much juice it just pours out of her.

(smirk)

I think we all know what’s pouring out of her… don’t we? I also believe it’s just a matter of time before her boss will be making house calls.

When he does….

My client well, he’s going to be making a few more BBC confessions. Wouldn’t you agree?
Talk Soon Naughty One-
Miss Peyton

I Have Always Been a Powerful Seductress

Fem Domme Power

 I Have Always Been a Powerful Seductress!

You know what I would tell my younger self if I would have the chance? I would tell myself that there is nothing more exciting and arousing then to control men and to cause them to fall to their knees in front of you as a woman. I would tell myself, that the power I hold over men, just like you, is utterly intoxicating and exactly what I deserve to enjoy. I would tell myself that it is a glorious feeling, to have a big strong men, sink to his knee before you and willing to do anything you desire just to see you smile. To not wait as long, but to start the journey into this amazing and fabulous world of Fem Domme as I am an adult. Yes, that is exactly what I would tell my younger self and I mean every single word of it and more.

I glory in the knowledge, that just by being the wonderfully feminine creature that I was born to be, I can achieve more with just the wave of my little finger, then so many others out there. That just by the brilliance of my smile and the softness of my womanly voice, I can make a strong man into a weak for me boy.

Seeing you tremble in anticipation.

Some people need drugs to feel happy and high – I do not. Dominating you is so much more potent then anything else. It gives me a feeling of flying, unlike anything a non-kinky person could ever experience. Oh and it has no harmful side effects, so there is that.  It’s greatest aphrodisiac of all times for me.  Haha.

I can still remember that first time,when I felt that head rush of having a man under my control so completely. I have to admit that I didn’t even know yet what this was all about nor really knew the proper words for it, but it came rather natural. I guess you could say I have always been a powerful Seductress who knew exactly what she wanted and how to use your feminine power to the fullest degree. If you beg me nicely during a live call I may share the memory with you… maybe… but you have to beg me very well, because that is one of the things that really turns me on. Oh look,the thought of anything you do being able to turn me on and moisten my panties, just made your dick twitch. Isn’t it glorious, the power I hold over you with just a few simple words and a gentle suggestion of something positive to come out of an action of yours?

Ah yes,I do so adore the power I have and I am not one bit ashamed of using it on you…

Now remember what I said?

I like being begged…so be a good little bitch boy and pick up the phone and beg to please me!!!

Talk Soon Naughty One,

Miss Peyton

I Do Enjoy Toying With You

Personal Assistant

Toying

I Do Enjoy Toying With You.

How does it feel to be so completely enthralled by me, that you can no longer think of anything else?

You literally beg for my attention every chance you get, spend endless hours in the day thinking up new and creative ways of pleasing me, just for the hope of being noticed and given a smile by me? Never knowing if I’d give you the time of day, or just look right past you.

I had warned you when you first met me.

I am addictive and hard to get out of your head. That I wouldn’t just get into your brain, but under your skin, with very little effort on my part at all. I told you, that everything about me would become branded on your very being. I was fair and warned you, but you didn’t listen to what I said. Now you are living that truth.

Our meeting was a rather innocent one too, as casual meetings go. You were interviewing for the personal Assistant job at my house. It was almost comical the way you couldn’t stop staring at me as I sat dressed in my high heels, stockings, gray business skirt, and silk button down blouse. I had just gotten done with a meeting, and I know I radiated power.

You fell right then and there.

It was easy to see that you were powerless in the presence of a strong woman. You were interviewed and I decided to give you the job, but as you walked out the door being told you would start the following day, I whispered that warning into you ears. I knew then and there, that you were dreaming of being more then what I hired you to be.

Don’t think I didn’t notice the extra time you take when washing my clothes, especially my delicates. The way you shyly look at me each time I come into the room, or the flowers you have put on my desk each day. Not to mention the way you have to adjust yourself whenever I smile at you.

I have to say, I do enjoy toying with you a little here and there. I wonder what would happen if I allowed you to please me in other ways.  Maybe I’ll start by letting you kneel before me and help me to put on my ankle strapped high heels. Maybe I’ll allow you to give me a massage, knowing what it will do to you.

I wonder how long it would take before you lose your control to me entirely. Such a delicious thought. I don’t mind admitting that I have spend some time thinking about all the wicked little things I could do to you.

I noticed how flustered you were the other day, when you found my play bag with the rope, the cuffs, and collar in it the other day. What went through your mind when you noticed the hood and gag in it. I am guessing you might have dug a little deeper, because you couldn’t even look me in the eyes after.

I bet, you were thinking of all the naughty things your Boss Lady could do to you…

Well who knows we’ll see.

Maybe we’ll expand your services for me in the future. You have been a very good boy so far.

Talk Soon Naughty One,

Miss Peyton
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I Can Feel Sexual Tension In The Air

Tension

Sexual

I Can Feel Your Sexual Tension in The Air.

Smooth Jazz playing softly on the radio. Candle lights casting soft Shadows on the wall, displaying the silhouette that takes your breath away. Slow movements playing along the Walls, making you feel oh so weak and you strain your eyes to catch a glimpse of the one who controls your mind and body.

It is such a sensual and yet intense moment for you, kneeling there tight up at the foot of my bed. Waiting for me to come fully into the room, to let you see me. Patience, my pet, I whisper from behind the screen which has me hidden. Patience, is a virtue.

I can feel your sexual tension in the air, the anticipation, the arousal that is spreading through every fiber of your being. It’s delicious to sense and I prolong it with the greatest of enjoyments.

Tonight it is all about anticipation, sweet tension, and sensation.

Making you aware of the feminine power I hold within me, until it becomes such sweet agony for you it is almost at a fever pitch.

Don’t turn around, don’t even peak… I order softly. My voice deep and so sexy that I can the shivers building and running through you.
I step up behind you, the candles making my shadow loom oh so gigantic before you on the wall. What a sensational display of our relationship to one another. You so sweet and small before me, while I appear larger then life behind you.

I run my fingers through your hair, using just the barest pressure of my finger tips, scratching along your scalp and down your neck, along your bare shoulders. Slowly, oh so slowly, as you try to fight the gasp forming on your lips.

I enjoy the feeling of my feminine power over you, as I have you beneath my hands, and know exactly what even those lightest of touches do to you.
“Are you mine?” I ask as I lean down to lick the outer shell of your ear, then trail my tongue lower over your neck until I find the hollow at your shoulder. There I slightly nip you with my teeth, chuckling deep inside as you groan.

“Should I take that as a yes, pet?”

I demand biting down just a little harder while I let my fingers find their way to your nipples, playing with them, pinching them, pulling them and carefully twisting. I know how you like that, this primal display of power, my power, over you.  Everything is sexual, isn’t it?

“If only your friends could see you now.”

They wouldn’t believe your eyes. Their strong, always in control friend, here before me on his knees. So very docile and obedient.” I gently tease you, and see a blush heating up your skin.

“Tell me you are mine!

Tell me you belong to me! Tell me that I am your Queen.” I demand, my voice still soft, but with such power carried in it, that you tremble with the intensity of the emotions it invokes inside of you.

You can’t stop yourself from giving me the words I want to hear. I laugh softly, knowing that to give in to me is really all you ever wanted to do…

If you want to know what happens next, you’ll need to be a very good boy and call me now. Don’t let me wait too long, or I may give someone else the opportunity to experience my sensual dominance over them.

Talk Soon Naughty One,

Miss Peyton