Strip For Me, Body Inspection

I want you to strip for me! Slowly! Body Inspection

I didn’t say anything about you ripping your clothes off and throwing them in a mess on my floor. Mistress doesn’t like that kind of mess.

I want you to entertain me. Amuse me!  Give me something to enjoy, as you remove one piece of clothing at a time.

Can you feel my eyes inspecting your naked body as it become exposed to me?  Does it excite you to feel my eyes roaming over you so freely? Unapologetically examining you, feasting my eyes on you, as I decide your fate.

I delight in this sensual type of role reversal, in which you become the sexual object, the objectified toy for me to behold and not only fully body check to decide if you are “good enough” to arouse my senses, but truly make you perform for me in this intimate way.

Once you are fully bare to my sight, I will have you turn slowly for me. Showcasing yourself from all view points I desire. My voice never raises, never allows you to see the excitement that is building inside of me.

 I am in full control, while you are rapidly losing yours.

I rise from my chair, slowly and measured, to approach you. Me fully dressed, looking every inch the powerful Professional Lady I am, while you are standing in front of me with not even a stitch on your body.

The delightful contrast of our appearance alone makes your heart beat faster, your palms slightly sweaty with nervousness, and a delicious blush staining your naked body before me.

I am so close that if you’d dare to move and touch I would be pressed up against you in moments, but you know that is not your privilege nor your place. You are here to serve me, do my bidding, and obey without hesitation.

Put your hands behind your neck and lock your fingers together. The order is simple and presented in a voice of quiet authority. I have no need to raise my voice to you, you know that disobedience will have quick and stern repercussions. When Mistress wishes to play and be delighted, you have no choice but to give me what I want.

I reach my freshly painted long nails out and trace along the line and curve of your side. From armpit to past your hip, watching as you quiver and delight in hearing you gasp.

I smile….

“Oh pet, we haven’t even started yet, and just look at you, you are already aroused and getting breathless. I wonder what will happen when I do this…” I tease gently and run my fingers from your shoulder down to your torso, pausing to pinch and pull on your nibbles, watching as your already engorged cock twitches. I move my hands lower, over your stomach, over your hips, down your legs, carefully avoiding the one place you are desperate for me to touch.

I giggle as you helplessly and mindlessly thrust your cock out towards me in desperate offering. How sweet you are, but not yet. I have so much more planned for my enjoyment….

Want to know more? Well my love you know how to present yourself to Mistress don’t you?

Talk Soon Naughty One,

Miss Peyton

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The Evidence of Her Infidelity

Infidelity

Infidelity

The Evidence of Her Infidelity Became Painfully Clear.

Oh dear, your wife’s baby daddy is black, and you are so white you put rice to shame! Now I wonder how that happened, especially since she hasn’t fucked you in years! Your dick hasn’t been dipped in her lovely wet folds in so long you probably don’t even remember what the soft velvet like wetness of her cunt feels like around your engorged penis. It’s rather embarrassing to have to admit to that I know, but it’s a little late to try to pretend. As they say, the cat is out of the bag now – your wife has a lover!

Now of course you could have left her when the evidence of her infidelity became painfully clear, but you couldn’t. Worse yet, was that you had suspected as much many times before. Instead of manning up so and confronting her with your suspicions when she would go out all dolled up with “her friends’ 3 to 4 nights a week, you just sat at home like the schmuck you are. Even handing her money more days than not to make sure she had a good time. Oh she had a good time alright, in his bed, screaming out his name while he fucked her in ways you never could.

She has replaced you in her bed, but she’s got you by the balls. She’s turned you into a sniffling pathetic and totally emasculated wimp. Of course the more wimpy you got, the more she lost all respect for you. She no longer needed to hide what she was doing and now

HE is sleeping in your bed, while you sleep on the floor!

What a pathetic loser you have become! Hell he even orders you around, calls you pink dick sissy boy, and laughs at you while he fucks your wife. Oh and you get aroused when you think about it, can’t stop yourself from dribbling. It all made sense after you saw his big black cock ramming into your wife’s pussy for the first time. You could never stretch her like that, fuck her with that confidence, and make her scream your name.

No you just don’t have what it takes.

It’s just fair that you have to pay the bills, buy her pretty things, serve them, take care of the house while they fuck! It’s what is due them, you get that now. You are just a wimpy little white bitch boy cuckold after all.
Talk Soon Naughty One,
Miss Peyton

Princess Indigo

The very lovely Peyton has kindly asked Me to introduce Myself…

My name is Princess Indigo. The flame haired Transgender sex bomb. A seductive English mindfucker, who will break your heart and steal your soul. Call Me Princess. This is not a request.
 
Educated, wicked and playful. On the surface I’m warm witty, friendly and approachable. Something which has lured so many weak minded fools into My dark erotic trap.
 
My alluring mysterious voice and hot sizzling body will beguile your mind, enslave your heart and fuck your little mind.
There’s something about Me that gets so deep inside of you. Deliciously coiling around you, leaving you totally spellbound and utterly captivated. My dark supernatural power slowly consuming you.
 
My steamy Erotic Hypnosis and Femdom video’s are so addictive. I can be silky and seductive or cruel and merciless. Making you whimper and beg as I sink My claws into you and devour you whole.
 
 
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Locked Up (Chastity Boy)

Locked Up (Chasity Boy)

… He asked me to keep him Locked Up, I added my very own version of fun along the way…

The keys are now complete frozen into the ice. i am now wearing the panty liners. i am wet all the time now. my penis seems to drip pre-cum almost constantly. As i study the images from yesterday, a few things are becoming clearer.

First, men truly are property, they have no rights or privileges of their own. This is right and the natural order of things and they must be treated this way or they lose perspective and think they are more than they are.

Second, men have used their sexuality, their penises in ways that dominate, force, and subdue women. The very act of thrusting is a dominate, forceful, almost rape like action.

As i watch  clips of forced orgasm, the men are held passive, there is no thrusting, no dominant behavior. They are the ones being taken, being forced to ejaculate, often in ways that seem uncomfortable, almost painful. Where the act of ejaculation has nothing to do with a man’s pleasure and in fact gives him almost none. it is purely for the women’s amusement and is a tool to reinforce her control.

….As you can Imagine he does suffer in many ways as I give him what he asked for.  What’s that we say?  Careful what you ask for! This is just the beginning for him, I wonder if his thoughts will soon match my own?  Yanno… all dark and twisted!

Talk Soon Naughty One,

Miss Peyton

 

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Changing

changing

Thank You for helping me, i can feel myself changing, my purpose and desires changing. It can be confusing at times but i know everything that is happening is for the best. The conversations we have, the images You paint for me are overwhelming any other thoughts or desires i may have had.

Each time we talk i feel clearer about my place in the world and the place of men in general. If i am confused or off on any of my thinking please correct me. i am not a person (men are not persons) i am an object, to be owned, used, for the pleasure and amusement of You (of Women).

Women are superior to men in all respects. Women are persons. Because men are owned objects they can be used any way a Woman sees fit.

i love You and i will obey You completely.

….. Very nice wouldn’t you say so??

Talk Soon,

Miss Peyton

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