I hope that all of my slaves and sissy’s that have been so obedient and accommodating this year will have another year even more satisfying. It is a pleasure to own and control your pathetic lives the past year. In 2011 I hope that we are blessed with even more opportunities for you to serve me. Next year lets get kinkier! I want you to push your limits be willing to give even more control over to me. To be the very best Sissy that you can be. To be the best pathetic loser you can be. To be what ever the fuck it is I tell you to be. Those are your goals now do it!
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Hello there my little pet. I am quite sure you are squirming, wondering what your Mistress will have you do to please her. How will I use you? Will you be lucky enough to cum for me today?
When you call me your cum does belong to me. So does your slave cock and balls. As do your mind, and eventually your heart will follow. What that all narrows down to is that your very existence belongs to me.
I am a very jealous and possessive Mistress. If you try to resist me, even a little bit I will kick in to overdrive. Pulling you and leading you to exactly where I want you to be. In my possession, heart, body and soul. Just relax, pick up the phone, and prepare to be OWNED!
My Holiday wishes are actually quite simple. I want to be pampered as every Superior female deserves to be pampered. For my needs and desires to be on the forefront of your mind more so than usual. The only thing I want to have to do for the entire day is look sexy. I want you to pamper me as you have never pampered any Mistress before.
You can start by worshipping my pussy and ass like it is the best tasting thing your tongue was ever experienced. As if you are starving for just one more drop of my juices. Don’t forget my toes, they need a tongue bath as well.
Once you have made your Mistress climax over and over again it is time for the real Xmas show to begin. I want you to be a HO HO HO for me! A cocksucking fagboy kind of whore. Nothing pleases me more than seeing your lips wrapped around a superior cock, or 10. Thats right…. a fagboy gangbang for my entertainment. That is just the start of my Xmas list….I am sure I can think of lots of nasty things for you to do for my amusement.
Imagine me dressed to kill. Something casual yet very sensual. Not slutty, nor obviously trying to be sexy. Some more subtle and a bit sophisticated. Leaving you at home waving at me as I pull out of the driveway.
Before I even make it off of our street your cock is out and in your hand. You couldn’t wait to touch yourself. You feel a slight twinge of shame at the knowledge that the reason you are so turned on is because your woman is going out to fuck another man.
Not some hidden love affair. No, not that at all. Instead it is an employee of yours. Some one you arranged for me to fuck because I expressed a desire. You were hoping to watch like so many other times that you were permitted to. This time I told you I wanted you to stay at home waiting for me to return.
So now you have to conjure up images of that huge cock sliding in and out of your womans juicy slit. You also have to deal with the knowledge that this employee of yours is never going to look at you the same again. In fact he may tell every one in the office about it. About how he dicked down the bosses girl. That knowledge didn’t deter you from arranging it for me though. Me being satisfied has always been what drives you. The fact that your own pleasure seems to cum from sucking out other mens creampies out of my pussy is just icing on the cake.
So there you wait at home alone, thinking and jacking. Stroking furiously waiting on me to bring you home that tastey creampie your lips crave. Hoping that if you are a good cleanup boy I may be in the mood to let you jack off for me.
I am in control of you! You can’t say no to GiGi! I turn you on like no goddess ever has! I make you weak in the knees. I am too tempting for you! You try though, you try to resist me. You try not to look at my page and pictures and read my blog. But you do anyhow. And from there it’s not long before you are reaching for your phone. Because you are a WEAK sissy piece of crap! I have told you this time and time again. I don’t think that you get it though. It just doesn’t sink in. I wish you would quit trying to resist me. I wish you would just realize that there is no use trying. You will call me, you will give me big tips, You will GIVE IN TO ME!
I have given up the biggest shopping day of the year to be here to dominate all of you pathetic worms. A Superior female such as myself deserves to be compensated for such a sacrifice. Time for all you pathetic sissy’s to show me how much you appreciate me for being in control of your worthless excuses for lives. Pay tribute! My preferred method of receiving tribute is a gift certificate from www.amazon.com . Email them to eroticleanne@aim.com and also drop me an email so I know which of my pansy toys it was that adored their Mistress enough to show appreciation. What are you waiting on? Click the link and pull out your credit card, now!
“Well if you are going to act like a little tiny boy, then it is only appropriate that you are going to be treated like a little boy. You cried like a baby, squirted your nasty jizz stuff all over yourself last night and then fell asleep before you cleaned up your own mess. I am not your maid and I’m not remotely going to clean up after you. Further more, I’m going to teach you a new lesson starting right now.”
He looked at me as if he was shocked and obviously couldn’t respond. He just stood there and started at me in amazement. I continued, “When you are dressed as a baby such as you are now, you are not allowed to walk, talk, or do anything a baby wouldn’t do, absolutely nothing. You are only allowed to speak three words – peepee, poopoo and “mess”. When you have to do one of those three, you can ask me.” In case you are confused a “mess” is what you make when you squirt your little pathetic load. You are allowed to pee and poop when you need to, in your diaper, but if I ever catch you even starting to touch your little weeeweee to make a mess….. without my permission, I can’t begin to tell you how sorry you will truly be.”
He told me I had crossed the line. Putting a diaper and padlocking it on him in his sleep was just pushing this whole sub thing too far he said, “You are free to leave any time you want.” I said to him and he preceded to storm out of the door. Apparently as soon as he went out the front door he must have realized it was broad daylight and all my neighbors could see him standing there in his diaper and rubber pants. I laughed as I peeked out the window and could see the look on his face revealing he realized what a mistake he had made. It was 10:00 A.M. and there were people out and about. He was standing there in a diaper and rubber pants with people staring and laughing.
I heard him turn the now locked doorknob as he tried to get back in. He was being publicly humiliated and he knew it by now. Reality had sunk in obviously because he began begging to be let back in. After several minutes I finally said that if he agreed to obey me without question, I would let him back in.
I laughed when I unlocked the door and he rushed back in. I looked at him and said “I do believe this is the beginning of us finally understanding one another. Now, you are not allowed to walk while you are dressed as a baby so I suggest you get down and crawl in to the living room like a good little baby boy and I will turn on some cartoons for you….
“I am about to piss now,” I announced. His eyes had seemed glazed but now he looked at me with a hunger, an eagerness.
“May I taste it please Mistress?”
“Yes, come squat down under me now” I said.
As I squatted down, I put my hands on my legs just above the knees, then behind my head. I shook my shoulders to make my breasts jiggle. I felt empowered as I watched his eyes explore my body. Then, I felt the urge.
“I’m going to do it now,” I told him. He asked if he could stroke his cock. I nodded yes quietly.
First, a few drops came, then a dribble, then a stream. As it hit his face, I felt droplets splash on my feet and lower legs. I loved the feeling of complete degrading him. As my stream slowed, I watched as he suddenly tensed and took a deep breath as he was about to cum.
“Don’t you dare cum! You let my piss splash all over my legs, clean up the mess bitchboy!” He started lapping at it urgently, knowing I wouldn’t let him cum if he missed so much as a spot. Once he had every drop of my hot piss cleaned up with a tongue bath I gave him permission to continue stroking. My bitch shot his load all the way up on his chest and could barely catch his breath his orgasm was so intense….
He kneels down behind me with his tongue already extended. I look back at him and smile at the hunger in his eyes. I know his only true desire is to please me. I have trained a lot of submissives but he is one I can truly say is all about my pleasure. He is always very attentive and takes care to lick and suck my pussy and asshole like it was the sweetest treasure his lips have ever sampled.
He gets so in to it that when I look back again his face is saturated in my juices. He is lapping attentively, being the best slave that he can be.
After I squirt my nectar all over his face and tongue I decide to give him a treat. My strapon! “Bend over bitch”!, I instruct him as I put it on. I rub the tip up and down his hungry ass and then wait for him to beg for it. I still continue to tease him until I feel him trying to push back on it and then I just thrust it in as hard as I can. My only goal is to pound his tight ass and reward him for giving me the ultimate tongue bath from heaven…….pumping in and out of his ass until it is gaping and winking at me.
I have my slut roll over on his back and kick his legs up over my shoulder and start pounding him again. I finally give him permission to stroke his cock for me. He is so excited at this point that its only seconds later he is shooting his load all over his belly and thanking me for allowing him to be my bitch again…..
You are the sub. I am the Goddess. You do the worshiping, obeying, servicing… you subscribe to submitting when you deal with me. In other words, I am the boss. I give orders, I give instruction, I give the head trips, and I get to ask all the questions. I don’t like to repeat myself, I don’t like it if I have to repeat instructions, order, or my rules. Unless perhaps I have been unclear in some way.
I have a very simple rule that I adhere to in many different ways in my life actually. It’s the “3 Strikes and you are OUT” Rule. It works for baseball and it works for me. I know other dominant females who feel the same.
Submission means you follow my rules, you accept my rules, you behave or 3 little tiny annoyances and you strike out. It is a PRIVILIEDGE to worship a any woman, not a right.
