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Satin Pink Panties

Aren’t you cute dressed all slutty in your pink satin panties, bra and stockings. Why don’t you put on a pair of Fuck Me pumps and strut it for me bitch boi. Since this is going to be your first time taking cock I bought you a pink collar that says Cum Dump.

You told me so shyly you wanted to try a real cock instead of a strapie but one is never enough. I invited two hot black studs for your first time. Virgins are just so fucking cute. LOL. Crawl to the door and show them how much you worship BBC. My panties are getting so wet thinking about what they will be doing to you.

Bring your Goddess a drink and let the show begin. Dance for us you pink clad cock sucker. I knew you loved cock! Now get on all fours faggot and show me how much you want that big black cock. Keep in mind that if you disappoint me, I just might make you suck pathetic little white cocks just for a laugh. Now let me hear you beg for it little queer!

Listening again, are we?

My husbands son is home from boarding school. This has been the first week he is in the house since his father married me. He is quite the little snoopy fucker. He isn’t a sissy in anyway but his attraction to my things are a tad on the naughty side. I can tell he goes through my toys though if he is using them I don’t really know. I can hear him listening at the door when I fuck his dad. I wonder what he thinks about the man who raised him taking it up the ass from his hot blonde trophy wife. Finding my black stocking covered in his cum was the last straw. Time for step-mommy to teach him a lesson.

I put my stocking in his backpack that he was taking to beach with his friends. Best case he will see it and will be so mortified it will never happen again. Worst case his punishment will be “like father, like son”  He came home and headed right to his room without a hello. I left him to think things over while I changed into one of his dad’s fave mistress outfits. I slipped on my strap-on and barged into his room.

“I know you stroke your 14 year old cock while you listen to me fucking your dad”, I hissed at him. I also know what you do with my black stocking you little perv.  He looked scared but I could see his cock getting hard in his shorts. “Beg me to fuck you like I fuck your dad”, I demanded of him.  He got on all fours and begged me. Showing no mercy I plunged my strap-on in his tight little virgin ass. I reached around with my perfect manicured hand and fucked and stroked him he he begged me to stop. Good boys always beg. “Clean yourself up and join me for dinner”, I said.

Pantyhose Fetish–Pantyhose Pump

I know your weakness. I know your secret fetish.  You have a pantyhose fetish. You are always looking at my legs. I wear short skirts just for you.  I know that you sneak into my lingerie drawer when I am not looking.

I know that you love my pantyhose and they make your cock so hard!

Today, this the day that I am going to catch you playing with my pantyhose. I walk into the room, I catch you and threaten to tell on you, my little pantyhose thief. You have to do exactly what I say.

I tease and practically torture you. I rub my pantyhose covered legs against your cock and balls. You drip pre-cum on my black pantyhose. I make you lick it off. I force you to lick me between my legs. You lick my pussy until I cum.

I have become your sexy dominate Mistress. You are helpless and unable to resist the lure of me and my pantyhose. I grab hold of your cock and I push my knees together. I hold your cock tightly between my legs. You feel my pantyhose surrounding your cock.  I giggle as you beg for mercy. You beg to be allowed to cum. I play my edging/pantyhose game with your cock between my legs.

Finally, I pick up the pantyhose that you were playing with when I walked into the room. I make you place your hands behind your back. I wrap my pantyhose around your shaft.  I tease you, taunt you and stroke you. I softly whisper that you are getting the “pantyhose pump” today as my hand strokes your shaft until I bring you to a very intense orgasm.

Brynna

 

He had to punish me…

I really left him no choice. He had to punish me. He caught me red handed, flirting with all the boys, dragging them into the lingerie shops and modeling things for them. I tried to apologize, but it was far too late for that. My hands were bound in front of me and then hung from a hook above my head. He had been planning my punishment for a while and had everything ready. He looked at me as he slapped my ass hard, telling me what a little slut I’ve been. He continued to spank me hard, counting each slap. His hand connected harder each time. I begged him to stop, to please forgive me, promising him anything. He smirked at me and told me that he would have exactly what he wanted. He moved down on his knees behind me. He spanked again, but this time added a lick to my pussy. He spread my legs wide, my feet coming off the floor. Instead of begging him to stop, I was now begging him to cum. He plunged three fingers into my pussy and commanded me to cum on his fingers. I came everywhere, my pussy dripping down my legs onto the floor. When he finally shoved his cock in deep, my usually gentle lover used my body for his pleasure only. He pounded me hard, the ropes cutting into my wrists, my arms bearing the weight. When he was ready to cum, he reached up and untied my wrists, dropping me to the floor on my knees. He grabbed my hair and ordered me to open my mouth, shoving his cock deep has his hot cum shot down my throat. He commanded me to swallow every drop, but that was unnecessary. My hungry mouth sucked at his dick, taking his entire load. Once he was sated, he grabbed my arms and lifted me up, caressing my face. “Why do you make me hurt you?” he asked gently. He took me into his arms and carried me upstairs. My gentle lover had returned, but I knew it was only a matter of time when I saw the other side again.

Is it okay to laugh?

I have a funny new caller. Just hearing his voice cracks me up so bad I get the hiccups. He is a panty boy and I do love my panty boy callers. He likes for me to dress him up sexy and to take him to the airport. Even though I am barely legal he calls me Mistress. I am a very bad girl and some of the time I make him get drunk and try to walk in his stiletto heels. Between you and I, he falls down a whole lot.

Last time was the funniest EVER!! We were really getting into things and other panty boys joined us for him to train. He was so girly even trying to tell them what was expected of them. His voice is not what you would call commanding. Then it happened…..wait for it. He moaned out in his most girly voice ” Tell me to make love to my right hand”.  ROLFLMAO!  Then like a good slut he licked up all his cum.

Let’s play dress up. You know you want to.

Wicked little Amanda

Eunuch

Your balls are so worthless that I am going to do all women a favor and just castrate you. You have about an hour to explain to me why I should undo your shackles and let you cut off the band.  Maybe you need more of an explanation since all the blood runs to your tiny joke of a cock when you look at me. If you come up with a reason I will still leave the band on for an hour. Then I will undo one shackle and watch you fumble to get band off and free other wrist.  I wonder what you will do fucking first since two free hands might make taking band off easier….But then time is ticking on the life of your ugly, pathetic nut sack.

I could use a eunuch around my home to take care of maid duties, cooking and to be an all round bitch boi.  Are those tiny balls going numb yet? The blood flow is being cut off and it won’t be very long.  Want to know what I think? You know you can’t please a woman you loser and you want those balls removed. Being a man isn’t something you are cut out for. The first time you saw my cunt creamy and my eyes light up for a big, black cock you knew the score.

I am growing impatient for a good reason for you to keep your grapes. I wonder if I start to twist them what will happen?  Did that hurt? I think you just have a low pain threshold because you are a little cunt trying to be a man.  Maybe I will just cut them off NOW!

Going to Suck His Cock for Me?

Just do it! Put on a sexy garter belt and black stockings.

Do it for me. I know you will do anything for me. I know that I have that much control over you!

Push my thong to the side and lick me. Bury your face inside my pink pussy walls. Make me cum.

You look so submissive dressed in your black lingerie and my juices all over your face.

Watch my boyfriend walk into the room. He is big. Nothing submissive about him! You are staring at his big thick beautiful cock! Just take it for me!

Be my sexy little cocksucker!

Love you,

Brynna

Boys Will Be Girls

Girls can be so mean to little boys sometimes. I always was and that will never fucking change. Jeffrey from across the street is playing house with the girls again. He is wearing pink shorts, a Hello Kitty tee and the girls have put his hair in pigtails with pink bows. It is so very entertaining but since they are young there is a few things they would never think to make him do. I have a few hours to kill so I think it is time he felt what it is really like to be a girl.

The girls have gone inside leaving him alone as usual. “Come over here”, I call to him. Yes, Ms Brianna”, he says shyly. I ask him why in the world he is dressed like a girl. He turns a pink shade to match his bows and explains to me that mommy likes him dressed like that.  “I see, so mommy wanted a little girl, not a boy” I ask him. Then Jeffrey slips and tells me a secret. He told me that he is mommy’s little whore. I had a feeling he was already broken in. Over milk and cookies he tells me about the strap-on mommy used. I make a few phone calls and soon my little sissy boy will have a real daddy’s cock instead of mommy’s strap-on.  A girl needs to learn, doesn’t she?

Family Fun Phone Sex

Oh, hey there Piggy.

I bet your perverted little ass thought I was going to write about you fucking your daughter/son/mother/auntie/or motherfucking twin, didn’t you? Fat chance, loser!

Nooooooo. I wanted to laugh at that pathetic pussy-whipped ass of yours who no doubt catered to your demanding, entitled, selfish and undeserving family all mutherfucking weekend.

HA! You DID didn’t you? I can see you hanging your head in shame. I bet it was a whole lot more like work and not play for you huh? Yeahhhh. I BET. You could have spent your weekend worshiping my fucking pussy, being denied orgasm over and over until you earned your final release. But instead you went to bed with blueballs because your wife was too fucking exhausted, pissed, overwhelmed, had too much sun to fuck your brains out at days end. Too bad for you loser. Tell ya what, though. You can make it up to me today, how’s that sound? And as an added bonus, I may just let you cum and finally drain those heavy fucking balls of yours. Now wouldn’t that be nice for a change?

Yes.

It certainly fucking would.

B is for Bondage

 I have a lovely necklace that is just a B. One of my slaves presented it to me as an offering. I do wonder if the B really stood for Bitch or Bondage. No matter as they both suit me. I was out the other night just dressed in jeans a corset and boots. Nothing really telling of who I am.  Sipping Pernod, reading and enjoying the night air. Several gentlemen approached me intruding on my personal space and tying to guess what B stood for.

Rather then have to be the one to leave I answered with a look that would scare most men away, and trust me it did. Around 11 pm a rather interesting looking man approached me with a Pernod and a business card.  The card had the words ” I am interested” on the back. About an hour later I called him asking if he knew what he was getting into. We made plans to meet that night at a old, rather seedy hotel. Sometimes, it is sleaze that does it for me.

When I arrived he was already tightly wrapped in plastic. A very quiet but beautiful woman smiled at me explaining she had him ready for me. Her only request is that she watch as Mistress fucks her immobilized husband. My pleasure.