What Comes To Mind?

What Comes To Mind when you read this list?  Does it turn you on or terrify you?  Are you at the least bit interested in what we’d do with these items?  C’mon tell the truth!!

Lubricant

Dildo

Panties

Bowl of water

Bowl Of Ice

Rubber band

Clothes Pins

Icy Hot

Wooden Spoon

I’m here to tempt, tease and torture you.. but if you know anything about me you know this already now don’t you?

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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My Pantie Slut

It was a day like every other day, but not really!  My Pantie Slut had been itching to have me control him in all new ways.  You see he’s not really a pantie slut at all, that is until I forced him to become one.  LOL

Here we are in the thick of it all when the naughty thought occurred to me he should have to really walk to tight rope, I mean he does have a family and all but what would be better then making him return home after work wearing a pair of pink  panties? My Pantie Slut

You can only imagine what was running through his mind as he walked through the door, although no one could see beneath his clothing his heart pounded, hands shaking, mouth felt like a cotton plantation had moved in.  I guess you could say he was near panic mode.  The funny thing is, I really played it up to him, told him how it would please me more than anything if he’d only do this one thing for me.  (Giggles)

For those of you who know me, what’s so blaring obvious here is the choice he’s about to make will have consequences.  You see I had told him to keep those panties on until bed time, NO excuses.  But I did offer him an out if he needed one.  Turns out he DID want and need the out because those panties drove him wild.  It wasn’t the panties that got to him, it was the control, the excitement of being caught, knowing me the way he does he knew something big was about to take place.

There he is asking me for a way he could get out of wearing them until bedtime… well YES there is!  I’m so happy you asked.  He actually moaned when he heard me say that to him.   What started out a fun little project just became very REAL.  Good to know, Right?

Why not take a walk with me through the very twisted thoughts I have regarding how to shake you to the core.  You scared?  Don’t be, I always give you the escape clause… IF you DARE.

Talk Soon Naughty One,

Miss Peyton

1-800-863-5478  ext: 9978383

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A Date With Mistress

datewithmistress

For our date, I would first take a shower and wash my hair, so that I smell good. Then I would brush my teeth to make sure my breath is OK. I would read and memorize some jokes from a joke book in case a situation came up where a joke might be appropriate.

When I pick you up for our date, I would make sure I brought you a gift. A feminine gift, such as flowers, seems like a pretty good idea.

If the weather is too hot or too cold for comfort, I would make sue that I parked close enough to your place so that we could get to my car fairly quickly.

Assuming that dinner is involved here, I would take you to a very nice restaurant and sit at a more private table where we could talk about things. I might ask you about your recent medical experience, although that might not be very romantic.

Although I realize this is fantasy, I find it difficult to think about this right now knowing that I still consider you to be fragile and somewhat in pain. It is difficult for me to separate your healing body from the fantasy that I want to have. But here goes.

After taking you back to your place, I imagine that I would end up partially clothed (or less) and on my knees before, either as a result of you giving me a command or you pusing me physically into such a position. Then you would roll me over onto my back and strip off your panties and sit down roughly on my face, rubbing your pussy back and forth on my nose and mouth while stroking my cock. You would keep stroking my cock but keep stopping when I would get close to cumming.

Once you had enough orgasms from rubbing yourself on my face, you would roll me back over onto my hands and knees and apply lubricant to my ass. Then you would fuck me with your strap-on. You would do this for a fairly long time, while reaching around and occasionally stroking me, but still not letting me cum.

When you were finally bored with this, you would throw my clothes at me and tell me to get dressed and get out. I would comply, while begging you to have another date soon. No promises from you.

… Provided by one very loyal slave!

Talk Soon,

Miss Peyton

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Dear Miss Peyton

Dear Miss Peyton

Dear Miss Peyton,

Thank You for this wonderful recording. i have been riding an edge since our last call on Wednesday and this has sent my mind into overdrive. Your complete control over my orgasm is overwhelming.

Fucking my hand was so degrading and while a wonderful release at the moment on Wednesday it left a ton of pent up frustration. My dreams the past two nights have been full of You. Your velvet voice and seductive giggle. the thought of Your breasts pressing into my back, of Your hands on my hips, forcing me face down on the bed so You could pound me with Your strap on. Of gasping for breath as You smoother my face with Your beautiful shear panties. Denying my tongue the ability to please You while Your scent and juices drive me into a submissive frenzy.

You have stood my world on its head and constant thoughts of submitting to You float through my head. The need to be in Your complete control growing each second. Knowing no other person has ever evoked such a primal arousal or need in me is scary as i wish to cast myself at Your feet to be enveloped by Your dominance.

my balls aching, my cock twitching and aroused by the slightest shift of my boxers. Wanting to put pre-cum on my lips as I know it makes You happy. i stand on the edge of submissive oblivion longing for that gentle push that will cast me into complete slavery to Your every whim.
-Anon

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