Why The Shame?

No Shame

Is That Shame I see?

Look at me when I speak to you.  I mean that.  We have known one another long enough by now that you understand fully you are in a safe space.  NOTHING you could do OR say will ever change how I feel about you.

Countless hours I’ve devoted myself to you and you to me.  So why now all of a sudden are you feeling so much shame for being who you are?

OH,  You let her rip you apart for the feelings you have?

Understand one thing… Society has taught us that a man “should be” a certain way.  Therefor a certain amount of shame is normal.  Given the proper set of circumstances you should feel nurtured to grow in your desire and yes, that even includes humiliation fetishes as well.  I don’t give a damn who you are and how much you like being treated like a pet, animal, spanked, fucked, sucked etc.  I mean that was a very brief description on a VERY Broad horizon.

YOU deserve to be treated with respect and if the person handling you EVER makes you feel a certain type of way STOP dealing with them.  The group of Ladies I’ve associated myself with (and for GOOD Reason) are responsible enough to know when they are/or not equipped to handle certain types of situations and are perfectly FINE with saying so to you.  We are okay with gracefully saying to you that this type of idea or concept is not for us.

Having said that, do NOT think that because I or one of the people I may refer you to has said this is/isn’t for me is judging you or talking about you behind your back.  HELL no.  That’s NOT what we do.

We simply want what’s best for you.

Nothing pisses me off more than to hear a sub who feels shame for his desire to be controlled.  I just don’t understand why a Lady would automatically assume you are a piece of shit because you want her to control your orgasm.  As a matter of fact it’s the other way around.  She should feel pretty fucking good about herself that you even chose her in the first place.  I mean you have so many choices out there these days.

Hey Boys… Thanks For Being Mine, We’ll talk soon!

Miss Peyton

May I spend the evening in your company, Lady?

Lady, May I join you?

My Lady, My Mistress

My Lady

I walk into the Halloween Ball dressed to the nine’s.  My dark emerald green and black lace gown flowing around me in such a sensual way that every eye in the room is on me. I smile softly. Knowing exactly what effect I have on all the people around me. My grace and poise is unparalleled. I didn’t opt for a slutty outfit but for a classy ultra feminine outfit that gives me the appearance of a divine Goddess. The ultimate feminine authority that has every male in the room want to sink to his knees and worship me. I feel beautiful and I know that my power is at it’s highest point right now, here, as I walk slowly through the room.

You are sitting in a corner table with a couple of your friends.

You’re dressed up in your Halloween costume and can’t stop staring at me. I notice your gaze and look into your direction, smiling as I see your eyes widening subconsciously and I know your breathing has just become harder. Your friends are talking to you, but you don’t even hear them. You only have eyes for me.

On a whim I crook my finger at you and beckon you to come to me. I have no doubt in my mind that you will obey my summons. How could you not, I know I have already claimed you as mine simply by being who I am this evening.

Sure enough you get up and walk towards me, but as you come closer I snap my finger at you and point to the floor, indicating that you must crawl the rest of the way to my feet. When you don’t obey immediately I begin to turn as if to walk away. Making it clear that my will shall not be disobeyed.

I can see you gulp as you sink to your knees and slowly crawl towards me. Your eyes cast down and your face bright red in both excitement and embarrassment.

People around us stop and stare, and I smile proudly down on you.

This is a very good beginning, I think to myself as I await for you to take your place before me. When you finally do and try to rise, I stop you with a hand on top of your head, and with the other hand I point to my high heel covered shoe. Snapping my finger and putting my foot forward towards you. “Kiss my shoe!” I whisper just loud enough for you to hear.

You do so, without thought, simply obeying. Now that you are before me, you seem to have sunk into a place of submission and are only too eager to please me.

”May I spend the evening in your company, Lady?”

You ask humbly after you have kissed my shoe.

”You may, I answer, my voice full of laughter, but you will have to be a very good boy for me tonight and do exactly what I tell you! Do you think you can do that?”

Well can you? Let’s find out if you are worthy of my dominance and attention tonight. Give me a call and find out what I want you to do for me and under my instructions tonight! I am ready to be amused by you, my pet.

Talk Soon Naughty One-

Miss Peyton

1-800-863-5478 X  9978383

 

 

The Ceremony, Collared!

Ceremony Collared Slave

Ceremony

The Ceremony, time to be collared!

On your hands and knees, pet. Lower your eyes until all you see is the heel of my shoes. I will guide you into the Ceremony Room where you will be collared by me. Your place to crawl is on my right hand side, the crown of your bowed head one inch behind my heel. Do not crawl ahead and do not fall behind. Keep pace with me. This is your place, by my feet, either kneeling before them or crawling behind them.

I am dressed in my Goddess Gown.

Long and flowing, accentuating my lovely shape which has made you oh so weak on many occasions. Today, for this special event which will change your life forever, I have opted to wear my long black opera gloves. Around my neck is a simple chain of gold on which only the key of your chastity device is hanging. Soon that key will be joined by the keys to the lock which will hold your collar in place.

You are nude and vulnerable…

…with only your chastity device to cover you. I know you will be nervous as we enter the room and you see the witnesses who will be present during your collaring ceremony. I have chosen them with care. All powerful women and their own slave to stand witness of your complete surrender into my dominance and keeping over you.

As soon as I stop you will crawl around to the front of me, facing me, and kissing the tips of my high heeled shoes. You will stay in this position until I am done acknowledging and greeting my guests.

A Priestess and fellow Lady will then announce the reason for the gathering. She will clearly state that tonight you – using the new slave name I am gifting you with tonight – and…

I will be joined as Mistress and collared slave.

She will ask you a serious of questions which you – now kneeling up and facing the assembly will answer mindfully and honest. I shall not tell you what those questions are for I desire for you to speak truthful and unrehearsed.

You will feel my hand resting upon your head as you do so, standing behind you tall and proud. This is a proud moment for me as well as I take you as my collared slave.

I have a few special words I will speak over you before the Priestess will present the slave contract to you and the pen which you will sign it with. Once the signature is upon the paper, she will roll it up, tie it with a ribbon and hand it to me.

I then will take the collar and place it around your neck, showing you the lock which you shall kiss, and then attach it – locking it in place. Don’t worry, pet, if you feel like crying at that moment, it is a very emotional moment.

If you wish to know what happens next, you need to call me now, so I can impart it to you…
Talk Soon Naughty One,
Miss Peyton

What Would You Be Willing To Do?

Ready and Willing

Willing

What would you be willing to do?

What would you be willing to give up in order to make your submissive dreams come true? What would you be willing to do, in order to get a chance to be at my feet? What would you be willing to endure to make Mistress smile and happy?  Those are the first questions you need to ask yourself and those answers need to be honest.

Don’t just tell me what you think I want to hear.

I can see through the BS instantly. Remember I have been a Mistress for a very long time now, and have dealt with countless boys who only talked the talk, but had no idea what it means to walk the walk.

If you claim you want to be a submissive, you need to understand what that actually means. Don’t confuse being a fetish boy with being a submissive man.

There are worlds in between.

Serving a Mistress is an honor and you have to need to be under her control, be of use to her, not used by her. Not just when your dick is stiff, but at all times in as many different non-sexual ways that she desires as well. It’s really not about your cock, but about the obedience you give, the power you surrender to her, and the willingness to bend your will to hers.

I keep telling you about having to leave your Ego at the door, but you seem to keep missing that part. An arrogant boy, will never make a good submissive, and darlings I deserve nothing but the best. No that is not arrogance or even entitlement, that is knowing my own self worth and what I should be able to expect. I will not play tug-o-war with some male who thinks it is all about him, what he wants, what gets him off and I am supposed to play the Puppet to his desires. That is nothing but a turn off to me.

Of course both sides need to be happy.

Mistress and sub are the ying and yang of the whole, but that is why I am so selective in who I accept into my stable of submissive pets. We have to match. It’s symbiotic in the end, one side naturally feeding the needs and desires of the other, but that cannot happen if you are not honest with yourself first and honest in what you tell me.

I am not scolding you here, I am not one bit mad. Actually I am telling you all of this because I want to tell you that it is ok to be yourself.  Needing what you need, and embracing your deeply submissive core. Of course it is necessary to know who you are first, and have the courage to speak up in a humble (not fake humility either please, that gets boring and annoying really fast) way. To be willing to embrace your need to be guided and controlled in a safe, sane, and consensual way.

It really starts with you knowing yourself.

Also with you admitting to yourself who you are, and what it is you are willing to explore, surrender to me, and be of use to me in. See the questions at the beginning at my missive to you today, and really examine your heart and mind. Then approach me, your potential Mistress, correctly and with absolute honesty. That is where it begins…

Talk Soon Naughty One,

Miss Peyton

Let’s Play a Game Together

Sensual Bingo

Let’s Play A Game

Let’s play a game together, You Want to Right?

I call it sensual domination Bingo. We both get to create 10 cards each, 16 Squares, with each square having our favorite sensual domination activities on it.

Once they are done, we are going to shuffle them up good, stick them in a box so there is no cheating.

We both pick 3 Cards each. Then, we are going to start pulling Bingo Balls out of a dark blue bag. Taking turns, pulling them. Each time a ball matches a number on a card, you put a dauber on it. Just like you would in regular Bingo.

Now in order for the card to win, it has to be completely covered. Basically we are playing a kinky version of Blackout Bingo.

The first card which is completely covered wins.

Whatever is all written on that card is what will happen. No reservations. We discussed hard limits before we got started, so it’s all good. No exceptions.

Oh, and I forgot to mention, that those cards are going to be in 3 different colors. Each color stands for something different.

Red cards stand for one of my good friends joining me in dominating you. No, you won’t know who that friend is… giggles. That is my choice and a surprise to you. Could be another woman, a Shemale, or a male friend of mine. Nervous yet?

Don’t worry I know your hard limits remember?

Green cards stand for a 3 hour time frame in which you will have to endure and enjoy  (I am sure) whatever is on that card. The time starts when the first activity begins. It ends at exactly 3 hours, which also means that if you haven’t been allowed to cum by then, you are going into 3 Weeks of chastity.

Isn’t it deliciously wicked?

Blue cards, mean that the game continues until a second card wins. In that case it is a 24 hour time frame. Both cards will come into play. Just think, 24 hours of non-stop sensual domination. You only get a break to eat something real quick and use the facilities if necessary, but otherwise….

You are MY TOY for 24 hours without stopping.

Now obviously you don’t want to play this game unless you have a full 24 hours available, just in case. Friday would be a good time.

I have so many delightful ideas of what I am going to add to my cards. I wonder if you can guess some of them. Oh that gives me another delicious game idea right there…

I could put an electric shock collar around your cock, and make you guess. See just how well you know Mistress by now. Each time you get something wrong, I am going to give you a small electrical zap. I bet that would teach you to pay better attention to what I say and do when I am conditioning you.

What do you think, pet, are you ready to play with Mistress?

Talk Soon Naughty One,
Miss Peyton