How are you enjoying the nice warm weather? It’s just nice enough for shorts and a teeny shirt, and not hot enough to burn me to a crisp. I really enjoy being outside, but I enjoy maintaining my creamy white skin, too. I guess that’s why it’s agood thing I only need to supervise most of the outside work! I do like to dig in my garden, plant some pretty flowers, but the heavy stuff, well, that’s why you hire a yard guy! Lucky for me, there are quite a few sexy yard guys around here to choose from, and I sort of pick different ones depending on what needs done around here- or what I need done here…lol. One of my favorites is the big tall tanned guy who is such a little sissy-I love that about him, the pink thong showing when he bends over to rake up clippings on the lawn…he wears it just for me! I give him a good reward when he is all done, though, so it’s all good….want to know more? Give me a call and find out all about it! Or, tell me what reward you would like! I’m open to suggestions…
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I always have a 4thof July party at my house and invite all my neighbors. There are always great fireworks (smiles) and this year was no exception. I had just finished getting food from the kitchen and then retreated back to my bedroom before greeting my guests. As I walked in the room it was obvious something was missing. Pictures were askew and a few of my drawers were open. I immediately looked around fearing a burglary. None of my jewelry or collectable records were missing. Even my secret cash stash was unharmed, though as I checked the drawer I realized the thief had stolen my panties. Aghast I shut my drawers, fixed my pictures and shut my bedroom door making sure I locked it on my way out.
I walked outside and surveyed the guests. Some were drinking beer, others were socializing about the days events and some were throwing a football. Next thing I knew the football was at my feet thanks to an errant throw. I stood and waited for someone to retrieve it. Matt came in a hurry very apologetic, as he bent down his jeans sank just a bit and I saw a strand of bright pink. The horny bastard was wearing my panties!
Thinking quickly said “Matt can you help me get something from the kitchen?” He threw the ball back and we walked inside. I grabbed his arm and pulled him into my spare bedroom closing the door. “What’s going on?” he asked perplexed. “Don’t play dumb” I say as my eyes drift to his waist. “Matt I believe you took something of mine and I would like it back.” He looked confused but I wasn’t convinced. “Take off your shorts then if you have nothing to hide. He hesitated and walked back to the door but I stopped him yanking down his pants. He just blushed and I smiled. “You’re a panty boy eh Matt?” He looked highly embarrassed but I saw it as an opportunity. I told him to stay put while I got my camera and an extra set of panties and a bra. I walked back in and ordered him to undress which he did. I tied another pair of panties around his head and put a bra on him. “Now smile for the Camera”
I Have Always Been into Some Pretty Sick Bedtime Games. Mostly I Crave to Be Dominated Slowly While I Push Myself To Further Levels of Pain. I enjoy being tied Up… handcuffed……. Taped down Just to Name a Few Ways I like It! I Have an Animalistic Appetite for Sex!
I Really Love to Talk about the Things That I Do to My Body ………. From Filling Every Hole at Once with Giant Dildos………..To, Letting a Group of Men Use My Body as a Real Life Bondage Slave. I Want You to Share Your Fetish or Fantasy or Just Tell Me Some Cool Deviant Behavior You Are Into. And Please…..The Nastier and Sicker the Better!
I enjoy delving out erotic pain to willing subjects. Whether that pain comes in the form of punishment or from the deliciously sweet feeling that I love to inflict. Do you burn with secret needs, do u ache? Cry for me, sing to me with your agony, and surrender to me your tears.
Every sting of my crop is a kiss from me to you. Every bite of my whip lashing against your tender flesh endears me to you. Kneel at my feet little pet, know to whom you belong. Take off that uniform. Leave the suit and tie behind. Neither will be needed here. Come to me naked and humble.
I will break you down and make you into the slave, boy toy, fuck slut & servant that you long to be. Make Mistress extremely happy. Call now your sissy cunt!
These moments always seem to start with a kiss. You lean toward me, a smile playing on your lips, and look up at me with those beautiful eyes. How can I resist?
I lean toward you and brush your lips with mine. We kiss again, and my tongue brushes against your top lip, begging to be let in.
In a rush you grab my head, pushing your tongue into my mouth, kissing me deep and hard, just the way I like it.
Still kissing me, your hand finds my breasts and pulls at my nipples through my shirt. Unsatisfied, you slide your hand under my shirt, pushing my bra out of the way, to touch my breast.
Wanting more, we move to the back of the van where we can explore each other more comfortably. We’re kissing feverishly. I cannot taste you enough.
You expertly undo my pants and work them down around my hips so you can feel how wet I am. All for you.
The heat between us is reaching a fevered pitch. I climb into your lap,rubbing against your dick, which is rock hard. We rock back and forth,grinding against each other.
You pull up my shirt and bra, grabbing both my breasts in your hands, licking and sucking my nipples. I almost can’t stand it now. I want to feel you inside me.
I sit next to you and pull my jeans and panties off. I undo you belt and release your wet, hard dick from your pants. I straddle you and you slip inside me. It’s so hot and wet.
With my feet, I start pushing against you, feeling you inside me. We start rocking back and forth, hard and faster. I can feel your dick swell as you get ready to cum. Harder and faster we rock together, until you can’t take it anymore. I feel your hot cum inside me and I orgasm over and over.
Oooh, kiss me again.
Like fetish? What about latex and leather and high-high cum-fuck-me heels? Nylons with the seam up the back, attached to a lacy garter belt? Squishy foot jobs, and sliding your hard cock between my sweaty skin and that damp latex?
I’m not interested in being your girlfriend, or the one you take to dinner and dancing. I’m the one you take to that kinky club, the one where they all wear leather and chains, the one who makes the other men all turn and stare and wish they were you. They call me Fetishista Frankie for a reason!





























































































































































































