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Wanting to Worship My Body

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My Beautiful Body Was Made To Be Worshiped!

You always talk about wanting to worship my body. You keep begging me to be permitted to kiss and lick my delicious and purely divine ass. Now I know you have all those naughty ideas of what you think it should be like for you, but I have given it some thought and decided I will give you this privilege but on MY TERMS.

As it should be!

With the Summer months upon us, I love to get into the outdoors. The weather is perfect for hiking along one of them many trails near my house. I do so enjoy hiking and working up a good sweat, with the sun heating up my body. Are you seeing where I am going with this yet?

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Body Worship

I was thinking what a perfect way for me to relax after with your hands bound behind your back, and you contorting ever so prettily while worshiping my sweaty freshly exercised ass. I will tie your arms behind your back so you can neither touch me with your hands nor attempt to focus on your pleasure via masturbating more then the worship you claim you wish to give me.

You will use your tongue and mouth, to kiss and lick my entire delicious ass and of course your nose to inhale my sexy fragrance. What a special privilege for you.

Oh and you won’t just do this for a couple of minutes either when you figure you did enough. Oh no my dear, I am going to keep you on your knees worshiping the way I desire and demand for at least an hour.

I hope you enjoy being on your knees – a lot!

After you are done and before I am going to untie your hands I am going to make sure that your sweet desperation will continue for as long as it pleases me to do so. With other words you will find your cock locked up in a chastity device.

Of course I will keep the keys – yes both of them so you cannot cheat – on a chain around my neck and nestled prettily between my breasts. Not a place you’ll get to.

Oh what’s wrong dear, why do you look so crest fallen suddenly. Did you really think that worshiping your Mistress ass was going to be about you? No darling, worship – nobody which form it takes is always going to be about me and what pleases me to see happening and what I desire for it to be.

As much as I truly enjoy feeling your devotion and eagerness to kiss, sniff, and lick my glorious ass, I do enjoy the desperation and ultimate denial this action will bring you even more.

After all, it is a fact, that a sub kept sexually desperate and just a little (or a lot) frustrated with his cock nicely controlled and locked up, especially after such an intimate and sensual act as ass worship, is a much more focused and obedient boy indeed.

Well then, pick up that phone and call me now.

Talk Soon Naughty One!

Miss Peyton

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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

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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

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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

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Accepting and changing

Hi, my name is Cinnamon, I feel very honoured to have been asked to write a guest blog post by Mistress Peyton, and have struggled for a few days to come up with a good idea. However I think i’d like to make a post about how I feel I have grown as a person since I started to accept my submissive side more.

Over the last few years I have been no stranger to exploring my submissive and cross dressing side, which I’ve been aware of since my teen years. Although I used to try and hide it, I dont think I particularly felt ashamed as such, just was aware that maybe I was a little different from the norm. I still remember buying my first ever lipstick, It was around Halloween one year and I remember saying it was for a fancy dress costume, how original right??

Up until april last year, my only real experiences were online, and on phone sex platforms, it became like a little treat for myself every now and again, and with the Mean Girls who I called regularly turned into my first period of orgasm control. Most of the calls I had revolved around humiliation, with plenty of teasing, and a fair few in between call assignments. However I was still hiding my kinky side, I have a couple of really good close friends, one in particular who could tell there was something going on with me, she had no idea what, but that I always seemed to be a bit closed off, especially around ideas like dating (i guess theres only so many ways I can turn down being set up on blind dates) I can remember the afternoon so clearly, she came round to mine and basically said she wasn’t leaving till she knew what was going on. There was a lot of tears, a lot of hugging, and for me a huge sense of relief, ever since then she has been so supportive with things like advice on clothing, and just chatting etc

I had been getting an itch for a while, and at the end of another intense phone call with the Mean Girls I asked them if they would mind if I tried to make a session appointment with a Mistress in my localish area. They said it was ok, and after some research and a couple of enquiries I found myself with a session booked with Mistress Courtney. I had no idea whatsoever what to expect, I had mentioned some of my interests, and the couple of hard limits I have but was really taking a step into the unknown. I had such a rush of feelings that day, from the nerves beforehand, all the way to the excitement in the dungeon and the floaty feeling of exhilaration I felt afterwards. I think I knew straight away that I would try to do something like this again.

Over the next year and a bit I’ve had a few more sessions with Mistress Courtney, and have been lucky enough to meet some wonderful people who have helped me look at things differently, and experience things I have never thought would be possible. From helping Mistress at a filming day, (very eye-opening for someone who hasnt exactly got very extreme tastes) which has happened a few times since as well, to being a helper for Mistress as she did a demo at a hen party (bachelorette party for the Americans) Now that was pretty humiliating but at the same time thrilling. I also have been out a few times as Cinnamon, I found some kinky parties that were being held in a Dungeon Chambers not too far away and have been to a few now, as well as going to a fetish club in London with Mistress Courtney, and a femdom night in Manchester.

Heres the thing, I still consider myself to be fairly new at all of this, but know that I am really enjoying it. I have found that my thoughts and fantasies seem to be evolving all the time, I no longer have that same craving for humiliation, dont get me wrong used in play it would leave me weak at the knees, but say outside of a session Its not something I want all the time. Whereas I get cravings now for things like being restrained, spanked and all sorts that i’d never really experienced before. I guess being out as Cinnamon at the kinky parties has given me a confidence, and an escape. I know I did all my kinky things locked away at home in the past but now I have an avenue to explore it all, and luckily I feel totally accepted. This has really helped me in my vanilla life, yes damn I have a pretty crappy day job, but I no longer feel miserable about it every day. I know that its just an essential part of life that helps me indulge in this other side of me.

Somehow in real life as well I feel more confident. Maybe when I was hiding this side of me away deep down I thought there was something wrong with me, i’ve realized now that there isn’t, everybody is different and theres nothing wrong with being myself.  Yes in vanilla life there aren’t exactly many people who know. I think i’ll keep it that way, but most people around me (friends, family, colleagues) say I seem much happier now, Ironically some of them think I have a secret girlfriend or something.

Looking forward I know i’ll keep exploring my kinks and fetishes, and am looking forward to trying some more things that Mistress Courtney has mentioned, and attend more kinky events as and when I can. Although I dont really go in for the phones ex calls anymore though I do still have a soft spot for the Mean Girls, I think the calls I had with them over the course of a year built me into a position where I felt the urge to explore in real life. I tell you I am so glad I did.

Cinnamon

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