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

 

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

A Little Stage Fright

Stage Fright

Stage Fright

He’s Climbing the Stairway to Heaven- If the Stage Fright Allows.

Stand Up, drop those pants!  Let me see what I have to work with here!   Don’t be shy, remember you asked for this. You wanted to be told how to handle your cock, how to jerk off, what to do, and when to do it! You promised that you would do exactly what you are told to do without complaint.

Looks like you have a little stage fright there.

Let’s see if we can help a little.  Stop looking at those Ladies and Gentlemen in the Audience and focus your mind on me. Right here, on the pendant between my breasts, nestled oh so enticingly where you’d love to have your cock right now.

Ah see, it stiffened a little more. Even the barest suggest that this would even be an option and you get harder. Now take the tip of your cock in your hand and gently pull it up a towards your chest a little. Good, slowly, not too hard. Now bring it back to the starting position, focus on the pendant, and fondle just the very top of your cock head nice and slow.

Do you see how I am making the pendent dip up and down between my lovely breasts? How slow and teasing the motion is? I am in no rush at all! Pay close attention to it, and now use your fist to imitate that movement. Up and down, nice and slow, teasingly, sensual, no need to rush. Very good, see the Audience approves of your performance.

You always dreamed of jerking off in front of a room filled with beautiful women, watching you, stroking your cock. You told me that when you were under hypnosis the other day. This is your dream come true, don’t worry about it. You are doing great.

Now, let your eyes drift lower on me. Down, down, down, yes right there. I am going to pull my skirt up just a little so you can see the tops of my stocking and the line my upper thighs make like a Highway to Heaven.

I want you to imagine that you are traveling along that Highway in a rocking motion. You have to do it a little faster and in a good rhythm or you’ll never move forward. Put your hands together – finger tips to finger tips, and put your cock between them. Yes, good, just like that. Imagine that your hands are my upper thighs and you are going to hump rock your way upward towards my special place. No, you can’t get a peak of it, this isn’t show and tell, silly boy, this is a game of JOI imagery. You can do that, can’t you my love?

Yes, that is how I want you to put your hands, now look at my thighs. Do you see how I press them together and then loosen them up a little bit? Very good you are going to do the same thing with your hands now. Your hands represent my thighs remember?

Look at my right fingers tapping on the hem of my raised up skirt. Keep in time with the tempo  I want you to follow.  Not slower or faster then the tapping of my fingers. Do you understand?

Oh yes, very good! You are a good little Wanker for me.

Oh no, looks like our time is up for the day, that is unless of course you’d like to call me at 1-800-863-5478 ext: 9978383 to extend the time….

Talk Soon Naughty One,

Miss Peyton

Naughty Dreams

I’ve put together what I like to call Naughty Dreams, a gift from me to you.

In honor of the Holiday Season I thought I’d help you understand a little something about yourself.

There’s nothing quite like the need that washes over you, the way you sound when your about to cave in. It’s that sound you make, that deep throaty sound! No matter how much you try, you’ll never be able to earn the reward of my touch upon your cock.  Don’t believe me?  I’ll show you.

Naughty Dreams

Strip for me, right now! All the way down until you are completely exposed and vulnerable for me. I want to look at you in your nakedness and enjoy your desperation for me.

Now kneel down before me and press your face against my beautiful pantied ass. No, I didn’t say you could put your hands on me, just your face. Lean in, inhale, don’t kiss, don’t taste, just inhale. Stay like that without touching yourself, just inhaling my fragrance. Taking in my scent until there is nothing in your mind besides that the way I smell and how desperate you are to touch me.

Very good, I can see your poor cock twitching and jerking in the mirror. It begs for attention, but you are only allowed the pleasure of inhaling me deeply, not to touch yourself.

Enough, you had enough, get back on your knees. Be still, watch, listen, don’t touch and don’t talk. I want you to be still for me, completely and utterly still.

You have dreamed of feeling my hands on you for so long now. You have dreamed in your naughty dreams about my fingers on your cock and what it would feel like if I’d touch you. I will give that you now, but you cannot move. You cannot make a sound. You cannot lean into the touch, you have to stay completely still. If you or any part of you moves even an inch I’ll stop.

I let the very tips of my fingers run around your balls, not touching them, just right around them. Slowly and teasingly. I can see your body twitch. It feels so good and you want desperately to move, to offer yourself to me, but you can’t.

I smile and tease you as I lean over a little more giving you the perfect view of my cleavage and I can see you shudder. I lift my finger up and let it hover right above your shaft so close, only half an inch away from it, and you can feel the warmth of my skin radiating down on your engorged and desperate cock.

I lick my lips teasingly as I bring my fingers closer, closer, closer and just as I am about to give you your reward for being a good boy and not moving….

your cock betrays you as it always does and jumps helplessly in anticipation and need for me.

I stand up and laugh at you, before I walk away and sit down on my chair, with my legs crossed properly and looking down at you almost crying in desperation.

I told you that if you or any part of you moved even the slightest I would stop. You see the thing is, you can’t help yourself. Your cock will always jump for me, will always betray you and will always end up causing you to be denied by me. Oh I know, it’s unfair but it’s oh so amusing for me to tease and ultimately deny you.

Oh, Your Welcome… And Merry Christmas!

Talk Soon,
Miss Peyton

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Ante Up: From A Pet’s POV

I have known Miss Peyton for more than a little while and she is incredible to serve. She always ups the ante just a little bit, a natural progression from one fetish on to the next, gradually increasing the kinkiness or simply adding to it.CEI

My original fetish and interest with her was to perform cock and ball torture on myself on cam for her orders and amusement. She will also not call for anything “unsafe”, while we were having one of our first sessions I started a urethral insertion of a Q-tip and she told me to stop, the threat of bacteria was not a risk she was interested in me taking.

So with tied up balls and an ice bath later she said “I have something I want you to do….” then she asked if I had ever eaten my cum before, I said I hadn’t and my orgasm began to build. She instructed me to cum in a glass and to drink it down. It wasn’t bad at all and it made her chuckle with delight, and that is the point of serving Miss Peyton. We are for her amusement, but she does care about our safety.

As a pet or a slave or how ever she deems you in her world to fit, you are in good hands with Mistress as she will up the ante and keep you just inside of the out of this world zone for a mixture of pleasure and fun.  Trust me, I know this, she’s a one of a kind Mistress who plays for keeps.

I am but one of her Pets