Merry Christmas.

Hello Darlings,
Merry Christmas. Because I was feeling the holiday spirit I played with one of my toys last night in my new red corset. Enjoy the pictures and have a lovely, sissy holiday.
Be Good or you'll be on the naughty list.
Mistress B.

Post Surgery.

Hello My Beautiful Darlings,

I bet you're feeling neglected, you poor things. Well, I am post surgery and on the mend and my mind has started to wander back to you. Have you missed me? I have missed you. I am still not up to full speed but I'll be able to come visit you on occasion. I see that you have emailed me and I will get to them soon lovelies. I hope you have sent me delicious emails to enjoy on my mend.

How have you been doing in your sissy training. Mistress Katie has kindly executed a few commands on my behalf, would you like one from your real mistres, hmm? Since I have missed you so much I want you to do what I would do to you (at least immediately). I want you to pamper yourself and just be feminine. I am giving you free reign to how you want to execute my orders. -and you will do what I say- Use lotions, baths, make-up, panties, frills, lace, whatever. Be my little baby girl and make me happy, because my happiness is all that matters.

Please me,
Mistress B.

Aww, Such Pathetic Slaves.

Mistress Katie again, dears. All I keep reading is how much you miss your precious Mistress B. Well guess what, she's not saitisfed with all your pathetic whining for her to visit this blog again anytime soon. What have you done for her lately? Is it her responsibility to make sure you all stay subservient and loyal?

I think you all need to prove to her why she should even think about coming back for a visit. oh and it isn't my job to tell you how either. Think outside the box, that shouldn't be hard for perverts like yourselves haha.

I will give you a bit of inspiration though, just think about being locked up in one of these while Mistress B holds the key. She could hang it from her necklace or from an ankle bracelet or just loan the key out to her friends to tease you. Or Maybe, just maybe she'd lock you up and toss the key in the garbage disposal! haha! Now that would be wonderful wouldn't it?



Haha So long for now, pathetic perverts.

Hello Everyone.

I am Mistress Katie. My precious little girl, Mistress B, is still focused on gettin better and she asked me to look in on you. It really is darling the way she asks me for favors, I'm still the only person she submits to. Anyway, I've gotten to looking around on here and I've begun to see how kind she is you, her little "darlings" haha. Count yourselves lucky that she feels so affectionate of you all. I've had many talks with Mistress B about all of you, she loves to brag about the praise she recieves here. It arouses my jealousy I must admit. But for tonight, at least, she has left you in my able hands.

When was the last time you had one of your orgasms? Today sometime, I bet. I bet you can't go even a day without touching yourselves. Well don't worry, you get to do it again now for me. I'm going over to Mistress B's very soon and we're having alittle self-pleasure party while her pet watches from the corner, poor thing his cock is still locked up. Can you imagine being in his situation? So wonderfully embarrassing for him. Anyway, let's get back to you.

When I visit her I want to be able to tell Mistress B that you all suffered very much for me and I don't have the time to walk you through every step so I hope your naked and on the edge already.

For those of you with cocks:
If you can call them that haha, I want you to wait until you are right on the edge of spurting that little load and then Take Your Hand Away. DO IT. Let your cock just hang there, throbbing. Now run one finger around the head of your cock and give the shaft a nice firm squeeze so the head swells up for me. Then I want you to do exactly what I would do if I was there with you. Take your hand and flick the head of your cock as hard as you can. It stings, doesnt it? You still want to come? Flick that cock Ten more times and say outloud "Thank You ever so much, Mistress Katie." Then you can come.

Alittle something extra, just in case you don't have a cock to stroke:
You slaves with cocks can still play along with this one though. I want you all to do the same thing. Work yourselves up to the sweaty edge, but I want you to practice a bit of spanking. Have you ever spanked yourselves? It's so embarrassing and makes you feel so silly but its so amusing for me to picture. I want you to spank your own ass so loud that it echoes. I want your neighbors to hear it. Give yourself Ten sharp raps across the ass or even more if you feel the need haha. Then you can have that orgasm.

-Mistress Katie

Creative Adjustments.

Hello my Darlings,

I see that I have some new members lately. Welcome. I hope you like submitting as much as I like having you submit.

Are you still strapped into your sissy attire? Good. It turns out I will be having surgery soon but that will be fine, the people at therapy are tired of trying to tell me what to do. Apparently, I am not a very good patient.

Although, in some ways this accident has been good for me. I have learned new ways to dominate and pleasure without being able to stand for long periods and without my stilettos. I have found creative new ways to bruise my Pet. Did you know how painful it is to get whipped repeatedly on the back of the knee? *grin* Lately, I have tried weights. If I make him stand in front of me (while I am, of course, comfortably seated)I can hang weight from his pathetic little cock and balls. Usually, I have avoided weights for a more hands on approach but desperate times come for desperate measures. And by the way, his cock still has a chastity lock on it. He is getting closer to caving and telling his cousin his sissy secret.

I will admit that I have taken out some of my frustration at my current predicament on my Pet. Don't worry, he enjoys every second of it. He is more bruised than he ever has been and (fortunately for him, I am still able to strap on Wynonna and fuck him into submission- I just have to be creative in my ... approach)he is unable to sit properly.

For you sissies, that have been constantly under my care, how many of you have actually been fucked in the ass? If you have, do it again. If not, give consideration to how you can make this happen to please me.

-Mistress B.

Hello Friday.

Hello Darlings,

Just so you know, if therapy doesn't work, I may have to have surgery. But do not fret just yet because we don't know.

But, I will get on here as often as I can to mold you in to the sissies I know you can be. I love Fridays, don't you? Sometime during the weekend I want you to be pretty for me. Can you do that, lovelies? Strap on you pretty shoes, your panties, your makeup- whatever you have and spend an evening pampering yourself. Use lotions if you don't have any sissy attire. There is no catch- I just want you to be as feminine and beautiful as you can be. You may send me a picture if you really want to please me- stilettomistress1@hotmail.com.

Have a wonderful, sexy, beautiful weekend my darlings.
Mistress B.

Knees. Now.

Hello Darlings,

I have been a little .... annoyed... lately starting physical therapy and did not want to deal with training my submissive sissies. I am still annoyed but I do know that you must be trained. So, while I am in not a pleasant mood I do remember my obligation in your sissy training.

I bet you've been feeling very smug lately, huh? Getting to orgasm here and there. Orgasms for everybody! Well, not today, not tomorrow, and probably not the next day either. If you were here you would be under my boot and I would not let you out from under it until you were my. little. sissy. bitch.

Get on your knees like you should be, sissy. And edge. You will do this every night until I tell you to stop. You are not allowed to finish or even THINK about finishing without my permission.. which you do not have.

On your knees. Now.
Mistress B.

Assignment: Mirror.

Hello Darlings,

I read your comments, Good Gils. I am able to walk a little bit more smootly now which is just one more step towards being a fully functinoing mistress again. Did you enjoy your orgasms, my lovelies? I bet you did. Well, maybe it is the drugs or the lack of sex for me but for some reason I want you to have one again. This time I want you to dress in wickedly sissy attire and get on your knees. (The way I prefer my sissies to be at all times.)And as some of you have figured out, I like to occassionally just watch my sissies pleasure. You are all so cute when you get worked up. Obviously, I can't be there but I want you to do it for me. Once you are dressed up and on your knees I want you to look into a mirror. (preferrably a big one) I want you to watch your sissy hands run all over your sissy bodies. Be as dirty and as slutty as you possibly can be for me.

Enjoy.
Mistress B.

Assignment.

Hello Darlings,

I couldn't sleep so I got up and thought about you. I've been frustrated lately because I can't relieve my tension through the normal route: solitary or with company. So, It got me to thinking about your own tension. Been enjoying yourselves? *sigh* I know I have a good bunch of sissies but you are all wanton sluts. All right, tonight but it to my advantage. Have the release I can't have because we all know that your orgasms belong to me. Each of you will have at least two, three if you want to please me.
I want them done in the sissiest, sluttiest, sexiest fashion you could possibly imagine so you may please your bed ridden mistress.
You will do this.

Mistress B.

Feeling better.

Hello Darlings,
I still haven't gotten to your emails but I feel strong enough to post on the blog today. I am getting better each day but I will admit that my life would be easier with many slaves or even just one to do my work for me. My Pet has been on a business trip since my accident and has been unable to return. (He still hasn't told his cousin what the key is for by the way and is still wearing the chastity lock.) My muscles are stiff and I would even let a slave touch me today -all over- to massage out the stiffness.

But alas, you are there and I am here. So, what I can do is tell you a story. Would you like that, my little sissies? When I was a fledgling mistress and my teacher, lover, domme -Mistress Katie- had control over me I was in a similar situation. My Mistress had her appendix taken out. The surgery went well and she recovered nicely but during the recovery my mistress was very stubborn and vindictive. She would sit in her mistress chair (at the time it was pimped out with pillows to accommodate her healing body)and told me to stand in the middle of the room. As I did, the door opened and at least half a dozen people walked in: friends, other toys, a mistress friend of my mistress. They all came to support her in her tough time .... and to help punish me. They didn't need a reason, they just knew it would make Mistress Katie feel better. The stood around the edges of the room and snickered as my Mistress told me to undress. I was hesitant with these people watching. One of the other slaves got a nod from my Mistress and took the whip off the wall and smacked my quads. Do it, she said. Then I stripped. They took turns punishing me for her amusement, sometimes at the same time. Would you let me do that to you, Darlings? I'm sure you would.

Until next time Darlings,
Mistress B.

Explaination.

Hello Darlings,
Sorry I haven't been posting lately. I was unfortunate enough to be in a car wreck recently and have been in the hospital. I'm out now and bed ridden with a few extra scars and a broken arm. I'll keep you posted as I recover but just bear with me as I get back to dominating health.
Mistress B.
I will get to your emails soon, lovelies.

Katrina and Pet.

Hello Darlings,

So something interesting happened last night. Katrina was sitting in the corner sketching me and my Pet. He was on all fours and I was sitting on his back reverse cowgirl, whipping his behind. She paused and I noticed. She had her head tilted, staring at my Pet. Here is something about Katrina for those of you that joined after her introduction. She has never been a mistress. She has never dominated anyone. She has, on occasion, allowed me to dominate her and also, on occasion, to sleep with me. The closest she has ever come to domination has been her many nights sitting in the corner of my playroom sketching, watching.

For some reason, I got the feeling last night that her interests might have changed. She was no longer sketching but just staring at my Pet's bruised body. I got off my pet, telling him to stay and walked over to her corner. I laid my whip on the table between us and just sat there, unmoving. Eventually, without a word, she picked up the whip and walked over to my Pet. I saw his eyes flicking over to me and then to her red heels. I watched as his cock strained against the chastity lock he still wears. (he hasn't told his cousin yet.) I watched Katrina test the flexibility of my whip, bending it back and without notice, snapped the back of my Pet without mercy. A slow smile spread over her face as she told my Pet to turn around and lay on his back.

I watched as she took one of my cock toys off the wall and strapped it across my Pet's hips. My mouth watered as she smacked his face and lowered herself on to the toy. I can't imagine the impotency he must of felt not being man enough with the lock on to satisfy her. She touched herself, she moaned, and she smacked him any time he tried to touch her.

My lovelies, to put it simply, she was hot.

Until next time.
Mistress B.

New assignment.

Hello Darlings,

I am still craving some feminine pleasure. Here's what I want you to do. Question if you can be feminine enough to be mine? Strip down. I want you wearing what you were born with and nothing else. Do it. Run your hands over your body as I would do if you were my feminine sissy playmate. Imagine yourself putting on my fantasy miniskirt and tying your hair up in pigtails. Can you do that? I want you to picture me, as best you can, taking off my black, lace panties and sliding them up your legs and settling them over your cock. I wouldn't restrain you, I would be in the mood to play.
So, here is your assignment. Do everything I listed above and also I want you to get on your knees like a good little sissy girl and show me how good you can be. Moan, giggle, be as feminine as possible put on a show for me. Please me.

I know you can do it.

Mistress B.

Female Salve.

Hello Darlings,

How sissy have you gone before? A pamper session? A bubble bath? Well, I get in my moods and today I'm craving woman. Katrina is out of town and Mistress Katie is preoccupied with an unfortunate slave. Could you be sissy enough, girly enough for me? I'm not sure you could. You see, women get treated differently under my boot. I am more sensual with my female slaves than my male slaves. Men get a whip while women get a tongue. I can picture my ideal slave now. Chained from my ceiling shackles wearing a mini skirt, delicious makeup, and pigtails. I'd get down on my knees to check and see if she were wearing proper underwear. The would of course have to come off so I'd have a gag for the screaming later. Once they were off I'd take my hands and explore every region of their body because it belonged to me. I might take out Wynonna or my midnight blue vibrator but a lot of the times (with women) I enjoy using my hands.

Could you be that sissy?
Tell me what you would do to earn this honor.

Mistress B.

My pet's punishment.

Hello Darlings,

I told my Pet what his punishment was and he was not very happy about it. We both know that his cousin will accept him but he is still shy to do it. It will probably take him awhile to work up the courage to tell her he is a transvestite.

I am still playing with him but I would like to ask your opinions. With my pet carrying a handicap, I have more attention for all of you. Would you like to play more games? Hear more stories/fantasies? Or be given more direct orders? I am up in the air and am giving you the opportunity to pick how the blog goes for awhile. Free choice, what?! Yea, Don't worry- I'm not getting soft, I'm just feeling generous. *grin*

You have my permission to express your opinions and thoughts openly.

Mistress B.

Decision.

Hello Darlings,

With the help of Amy and SissyD, I have decided on a punishment. I will keep my Pet locked up and give the key to his cousin. She likes me and will listen to me when I tell her she can only give it back to him if he tells her why he needs it. He is private about his preferences but he also loves to orgasm. We will see which desire wins out.
Also, another reminder. I haven't looked at my email in weeks. Do not fret if I have not responded. I will soon.

Mistress B.

I want your suggestions.

Hello Darlings,

Yesterday my Pet disobeyed a direct order. It was the last problem in a long line of problems. I am finally sick of being disappointed in his unacceptable behavior. I am giving his sentence to you, my darlings, as his punishment. He has to suffer knowing his penis, his orgasm, and his fate lies in the hands of other men, women, and sissies. For the moment, I have him locked and am wearing the key to his chastity lock around my neck. He is awaiting my command and I am waiting on you. Tell me, lovelies, what should I do to my Pet?

Mistress B.

Mmmm.

Hello my lovelies,

Guess what? Your mistress is a little tipsy tonight. *grin* I don't do it very often because it makes me wild. I am always a fair and balanced mistress except for the rare occasion when I drink. Now I don't care- not even a little- about your wants and desires. All I am thinking about right now is how much I wish I could get my hands on all of you right now. Put you on your knees before me and show you how dominating a mistress can be. I wouldn't heed your screams, pleas, or bargains. The only voice I would heed was my own as it was laughing at your sissy discomfort. The last time I drank and played was with my Pet. It will forever be a night he remembers. He was on all fours in my playroom for hours as I had my way with him. I never even spoke to him. I used Wynonna. *grin* I used him. I did everything and anything I wanted. Katrina watched that night and the next morning when I woke up beside her she told me that I had never been more scary. We did some things that morning because my performance the night before had rattled her so.

So, I apologize darlings because we are so far away. If you were here you would have the night of your life.

Mistress B.

Sissy yahtzee: Round 4.

Hello Darlings,

Yesterday was my Pet's 23 birthday and I had to give him a special celebration. *grin* But I will tell you about that another day because tonight is about your sissy yahtzee results. What ever your number make sure you please me and show your gratitude for being your mistress.



1- Find a temporary vending machine tattoo of something "girlie" and put it somewhere on your body. Wear it for at least two days and send your mistress a picture of it. (I would prefer it on your lower back or on your hip area but you may place it as you choose.)
2- Pamper yourself tonight: Lotion, self massage, foot soak, bubble bath- whatever is most relaxing for you. Then comment for everyone to see how you spent your night being feminine and sweet.
3- Congratulations! You get one orgasm tonight.
4- Go to a video store and rent a movie. But you must go up to a female associate and ask for help picking out a "chick flick" or "girlie movie". Pick whatever one she suggests, rent it, and watch it. Comment for the rest of us how your trip went, how she reacted, and what you got. (If she asks you can't lie. You have to say it is just for you because you like those kind of movies.)
5- Play the edge game every night for three days. No orgasm for you.


Mistress B.

Play with me, sissies.

Hello Darlings,

Guess What? I'm feeling a little wicked tonight and I want to play. I have made a list with Katrina for another round of Sissy Yahtzee. Do you feel up to the challenge? You better because it is what I want. Below is a website where you can roll for your number.

http://www.nanogames.com/dice.php

Roll and I'll post the list tomorrow. If any sissy doesn't know what Yahtzee is just scroll down to previous games or ask another sissy in the comments. I have to go back into my playroom. I left my Pet with Mistress Katie and I don't want her to damage him too much. *grin*

Mistress B.

How to be a slave girlfriend?

Hello Darlings,

Amber posed the question asking what I needed in a proper sissy/slave girlfriend. I will address that because it is a good question. An ideal sissy girlfriend would wear proper sissy attire during play times or any time I took them out with me in public. Unlike some mistresses, I do not require 24/7 sissy attire to satisfy me. I do not wear Wynonna everyday to work (although that would be quite a sight) and it does not make me any less of a mistress. In truth, I do not need any adornments to be your mistress. I just enjoy them but that is a story for another day. Playtime panties and correct attitude are necessary. I must always be addressed as Mistress B. no matter where we are and the sissy girlfriend must do as I command.

Seems simple? Apparently, it is not. All of my sissy girlfriends seem to be addicted to my punishments and will occasionally disobey so I will string them up. I usually take to putting collars on my sissy girlfriends when I take them to my luncheons so they are constantly reminded of my unquestionable control.

Mistress B.

ps- no orgasm for you tonight. I have fallen dreadfully behind on my emails and will get to them soon. Do not fret sissies, I am not ignoring you.

I want a sissy girlfriend.

Hello Darlings,

You tell me that you are sissy. That you are feminine. But how feminine are you really? Could you really be my slave girlfriend? You'd have to dress pretty and frilly, put your makeup on correctly and beautifully, and most importantly you would have to be girlish, sweet, and feminine.

I have been dying to have someone at my side that I could take to my luncheon date with the girls (Mistress Katie and Katrina) and have my slave girlfriend sit at my feet on a leash. To have her at my fingertips would be ... exhilarating. But alas, no slave has come close to being able to fit my needs. They always do something incorrectly that needs punishment or they can't meet my simple demand to belong to me body and mind. *sigh* If only a slave were out there somewhere.

Mistress B.

Sunday fun for Mistress.

Hello Darlings,

Did you enjoy your orgasms? I know you did. Now ask me if you get to orgasm tonight. *grin* No, you don't. Put your sissy cocks back in your sissy panties for the night and dream of me.

But, since I am feeling generous, I will tell you about my orgasm last night. While on vacation I wasn't able to don any of my Mistress B. nighttime attire and I missed it. So, last night I called my little slut over and made him my playmate for the night. My Pet was very grateful because he was in his chastity lock while I was away as a good slave should be. He walked into my play room and I was in the middle of the floor standing in six inch heels, leather, and all necessary domm accessories. He dropped immediately to the floor like he knew he should and crawled to me with his head bowed. I simply took out Wynonna and pointed to the floor and he took position: all fours with his legs spread. I bent over and kissed the small of his back- a huge sign of affection from me and got to work.

His screams sent chills down my spine and orgasms through my body. It was the best welcome home I could have asked of him. He never said anything but thank you and please don't stop. *grin* Eventually, I tied him to my specialty cuffs. I was very excited about this addition to my play room. They are shackles that hang from the ceiling and I had them installed right before I went on vacation. The woman that installed them just laughed and told me to have a good time. I simply smiled and told her I would.

Those shackles were wonderful and added a whole new level to punishments with my Pet. Can you imagine being tied up with my shackles you little sissy?

Mistress B.

Getting back into dominating.

Hello Darlings,

I didn't imagine it would be difficult getting back into my old routine. Before I left for vacation I had everything set and teaching my sissies proper behavior came naturally. After my sunny vacation, I have to remind myself that my sissies need constant teaching. Last night I didn't even remember about training you because I am so out of the habit. You should be very grateful that you have a mistress that has put so much time and effort into your teaching.

Did you enjoy your orgasm? I know you did. Tonight you will get another but as always, you have to do it my way.

Get on your knees. Make sure it is in front of a mirror and take off all of your clothing. Look at your sissy little cock. Do you think for one second that cock deserves to be in my possession? My hand? Mouth? (Don't even think of it going anywhere else near my body.) No. It doesn't deserve my attention, my possession. It doesn't even deserve my passing notice but... guess what? Today is your lucky day. Because that little cock is on the forefront of my mind. I'm thinking about it right now. You are the luckiest little sissy there ever was because your cock belongs to me. Is it hard? Watch it and start stroking it. Slowly so you can appreciate my property. I want you to orgasm. I want you to orgasm from that cock so I know my property is being fairly treated.

Will you do that for me sissy? Of course you fucking will.

Mistress B.

Back from a lovely vacation.

Hello my lovely Darlings,

I am finally settled back in and back into my routine. Did you miss me? Well, here I am. I gained a few freckles on my nose, a few streaks in my hair, and have a slightly less pale complexion.

Have you all been good? Have you edged like I commanded? You better have. Do you deserve a reward for being good little boys and girls? Hmmm.. I suppose. *giggle* oh yes, I'll give you a reward but of course, as always, it has to be my way. I want you to get on the ground on all fours like an animal. Smack your ass, open your legs, and call yourself Mistress B.'s little slut. Orgasm hard for your mistress.

You are welcome.
Mistress B.

Fantasy.

A fantasy for Katrina from Alen.

My fantasy with you and Katrina:

I will wear very sexy and shiny underwear so that my ass looks very curvaceous, and my dick very tempting and big. Then I will come to your place. At the beginning you talk to me normally, but as time goes by the topics get sexier and you start acting and talking in a very sexy way. Then you take off my clothes and start slapping me and playing with my nipples. After a while I become so aroused and start acting like an animal. Then you put me down and start riding my back like a donkey and slap my ass, you would love slapping my ass because it will look very sexy with that shinny underwear. After you finished riding my back, you will start playing with my nipples and clench my head between your legs. You will also rid my head. You play with my nipples so much that they become very swollen. Katrina plays with my ass and fingers me and slaps my ass, I will become so weak and submissive and very crazy, you won’t let me move till I loose my mind and become completely brainless, then both of you will bring your strapons and start fucking me and hitting me in turns and make me scream like an animal.

I will also kiss your legs, kiss your asses and lick your pussies so much that both of you will become very aroused. You will also make me fuck your pussies with my dick very hard, I will fuck one of you and the other one will push me from back and make me to fuck even harder, you will ride my dick so wild till my dick gets sore and while you are riding it you will slap me and hit me like an animal.

Hope you enjoy reading my fantasy Mistress.

Thank you Mistress

Slave Worship

"Automatic Body Change

I was on vacation in the islands, enjoying the beach and getting a tan while drinking beer. Checking out the women as they strolled by in there bikinis. One lady with long dirty blond hair tied back in a pony tail stopped and introduced herself to me as Belinda and I offered her a cold beer. We sat and chatted for a few hours then she invited me to join her at a club later that evening. Belinda walked me back to my room and said she would pick me up at 7, giving me a little kiss on my cheek. I offered her dinner before going to the club and she accepted.

Belinda picked me up and she drove us to a nice restaurant, and after we ate we went on to the club where my whole world changed. This was not your usual nightclub but a club of dominant woman specializing in capturing and tormenting men. Before I knew what hit me, I had been striped of my clothes and tied to a frame. A ball gag was put in my mouth to quiet me. Belinda then told me her name from now on is Mistress B and she chuckled at me with a devious grin on her beautiful face. Mistress B and another Domme then put shaving cream on me from head to toe and shaved my body completely of all hair. When they finished I was whipped by Mistress B for moving to much and making it difficult to shave. After 50 lashes she started dressing me in panties, nylons, garter belt and a bra. She then locked 6 inch heels on my feet.

I was escorted to a strange looking chair when I was strapped down. My legs were strapped, my arms were strapped and my torso and head were strapped. I could not move one inch. Mistress B just smiled down on me and my predicament. She then lower the front of my panties exposing a ridged clit and put lotion in her palm then started stroking me getting me on edge. When she was satisfied that she was driving me mad she reached out to a stand next to the chair and pulled a hose over and covered my clit with it, this tube was sucking in pulses and kept me on edge. I then felt something coming from the bottom of the chair pressing into my male pussy and then stopped when in. Mistress B then reached for another hose and it had a mouth piece on it which she placed into and over my mouth with a strap pulled tight and buckled to the head rest of the chair. Mistress B then told me she was all set to start my permanent life change and pushed several button. The dildo in my pussy started moving in and out and the hose on my clit was sucking harder and a fluid was trickling into my mouth, Mistress B explained that the fluid was going to change my body and I will grow tits and produce more cum than normal.

I wanted to scream but couldn’t. She just laughed at me and sat down to watch. After a few minutes I started cumming from all that was happening to my body and cum was being sucked into the hose. I could not stop cumming, cum just kept coming from me, the dildo pumping in and out I was swallowing the fluid and my chest started to itch. I was growing tits. I was desperate to stop cumming. I was going mad from orgasm after orgasm. Sweat was poring from my head. I wanted to scream for this to stop I was totally out of control and could not move. Mistress B stood up and said she would be back after awhile to check my progress. I was so turned on with raging lust I wanted to die but all I could do was keep changing into Mistress B’s feminized sissy slave.

Thank you Mistress B"

One From a Slave.

This is a delicious one written for Katrina from SissyD.

My two mistresses, Karen and Beth, were arguing oer me. They had been roommates when I started dating Beth and after Beth had broken me down into her submissive I was often shared between them. Karen was moving out and to a new town and insisted that I belonged to her while Betty was very stubborn saying that she was the one who had broken me and so owned me.

It's true I had dated Beth and she was the first one to ever tie me down and torture me so pleasantly. After a few months I had moved in with them and soon treated as there pet. Betty was the one that always administered my punishments but Karen was always a little more kinder to me. I would often be allowed to sleep at the foot of her bed instead of on the floor in Beth's room. I was still her pet and she could still crack the whip when she felt like it but I worked to please her because I wanted to more anything. And after the constant cruelty from Betty I only worked to please her out of fear of being punished. Beth had tamed me but I belonged to Karen. When Karen would discipline me with her hand, paddle, or whip I took it gladly because I saw the delight on her face but when it was Beth's turn I merely suffered through it.

Neither one wanted to start over with a new slave so they were argueing over who got me. I had no say in the choice, I usually not allowed to speak at all except for the occasionel "please, thank you mistress, more mistress," so I sat on the floor watching them argue. Beth being the meaner and stronger of the two was winning slightly. The screaming finally finished with the slamming of doors. I was tied on the couch by Beth soon after so that I would not crawl to Karen's room and sleep at her feet again. Beth whispered in my ear, "If she likes you so much then I'll make sure she gets to spend plenty of time with you."

The next morning Karen woke up tied to her bed to the sound of her closet being emptied into boxes. Beth explained to her as she struggled against the bonds at her wrist and ankles, "Turns out its pretty easy to make you disappear. I called that new out-of-state you got and quit for you but everyone here still thinks your moving away so no one will even guess you didn't leave, especially after all your stuff is gone." Beth's plan was to keep me and get a brand new pet all by keeping Karen here. It took weeks to break Karen and I'm sad to admit that I was excited for her to join me as another slave in the apartment so I was persuaded to help. You'd amazed how the mind works, weeks of being severly punished when you misbehave and then being so greatly rewarded after you obey with orgasms or light kisses. It can really change the chemistry of your brain, that and constantly being locked in the apartment prevented Karen from escaping.

I lost track of the number of times Beth would come home to find Karen and I huddled together on the couch. All the defiance trained out of her and she still enjoyed playing with me. Sometimes we would do it on purpose to provoke Beth into punishing us together. Some nights Beth would tie us together face to face and leave us that way overnight. I'm always locked in chastity so there was no chance of anything sexual and the frustration was almost unbearable most of the time but spending so many nights with my face so close to hers and my body tight against hers was still better than sleeping on Beth's floor.

Mistress B, still on vacation...

This is an older fantasy from Kathi involving myself and Miss Katrina.

Mistress B called me this morning and asked me to report to her in 30 minutes. I dropped what I was doing and walked down the block to her house. Arriving on time I knocked on the door, Mistress B saw me on the security cam and told me to come in over the intercom. Mistress B met me at the door and undid my pants making a panty and nylon/garter belt check and smiled saying good girl. She told me to freshen her coffee and clean the kitchen. A few minutes later the door bell rang and Mistress Katrina came in, hugging Mistress B hello and they both sat on the couch. Mistress B called me into the living room. Sissy kathi, Mistress B said. We are going shopping this morning and your coming with us. I love going shopping with Mistress B but I didn’t know the kind of shopping we were about to do.

We stopped at a small dress shop on the way to the mall, Walking inside, Mistress B and Mistress Katrina both walked me straight into the lingerie department. Holding up panties to me and slips seeing how they may look. The store owner walked over and asked if she could be of help. Mistress B said yes that I needed to be fitted for a bra, I about fainted when I herd this and turning red and wanted the floor to open up. The clerk then smiled and started measuring me for the proper size. Mistress B and Mistress Katrina both picked through the bra’s until agreeing on one, a pink satin bra with lace across the bottom that matched the lace on my panties. I was told to remove my shirt and hold my arms out. I asked them please to not put it on me but there was none of that. The bra straps were pulled up my arms and the back was closed before I knew it. Smiling and laughing they both said, pink to match your panties and matched it did.

Mistress B told the clerk that she would like me to keep it on and I pleaded not to have to wear the bra. Mistress Katrina said me, put your shirt back on sissy and pay for your new bra. I knew I had better do as told and do it now. We continued our trip to the mall and I pleaded not to go inside, Mistress B told me to get over it and start walking. We went to ladies shops and I felt like every one was looking at me. Mistress B started holding up dresses to me and skirts making comments as to how I would look, Mistress Katrina came up with a sundress and handed it to Mistress B who held it up to me again. I noticed some women looking over at us with smiles on there faces.

I was mortified as Mistress said I want to see you in this, go change now. I begged her not to do this but she just pointed to the dressing room. Hanging my head in shame I went to the dressing room and stripped down to my matching bra and panties, nylons and garter belt. Holding back my tears as I stepped into and pulled up the pink sundress, everything was pink, pink lingerie and pink sundress. Mistress Katrina asked what was taking me so long and opened the door. She pulled me out in front of the mirror and zipped up the back stepping back to look and asked Mistress B what she thought. About this time a lady walked up and asked if she could help and Mistress B said yes that she could ring up the sundress and that I was going to keep it on. Tears were filling my eyes now and I begged not to have to wear the dress. I was told that if I beg any more I was going to be punished.

We all then headed to the shoe department where Mistress B and Mistress Katrina both agreed to a pair of pink high heals which I had to put on and keep on. I was now completely feminized from head to toe, inside and outside. After paying for my new ladies wear, the clerk asked if there was anything else and Mistress B asked if she could please through out my males things as I was not going to need them anymore. I was completed changed into a simpering sissy in public and no where to hide. Mistress B and Mistress Katrina held my hands and pulled me with them to as I reluctantly walked with them through the mall displaying me for all to see as we window shopped for the next few hours. People were pointing and laughing, woman were clapping there hands and saying things like You Go Girls. I just wanted to die and wished this wasn’t happening to me.

We finally left the mall and headed back to Mistress B’s home and they explained that this is my new life, not a fantasy anymore and would never change, I would forever be Mistress B’s sissy slave. When we got back to the house Mistress Katrina looked me in my eyes and said, sissy kathi, you have one hour to bring all your male clothes back to this house. I pleaded for them not to keep me like this but all fell on deaf ears. I knew I had no choice and walked to my house and collected all of my clothes and bagging them up, brought them back to Mistress B’s home. Mistress Katrina then told me to put them in the outside fireplace, I begged some more not to do this and Mistress B just pointed, saying nothing, picked up the fire starter. I knew there was nothing I could do and stuffed my male things into the fireplace and was then handed the starter and told to light them up.

I cried for them to change there minds as I watched the last of my maleness disappear into smoke as I was being strapped to the spanking bench. Both Mistress B and Mistress Katrina picked up riding crops and reminded me I was not to beg anymore and that now my punishment for disobeying them was going to start. I never was allowed anything other than feminine clothes and lingerie from that time on and never allowed any more orgasms, I was milked once a month. I always had panty checks to see if I had any cum stains, if I did I was punished. I was a ladies maid for both Mistress B and Mistress Katrina from that day on. Being constantly trained and corrected when needed.

Another Fantasy.

This is another email slave.

One day when I am at work I would receive a message that a lady was for me on the Phone and that it was urgent. So the colleagues where of course amused and wondered what was going on. So I went to the office from my female supervisor to answer the phone. Red cheeked trying to hold my composer I heard your voice commanding to go to a certain villa and I must be dressed as a maid, without knickers on. Politely I asked my supervisor to leave the side. To my surprise she give it to me with a wicked smile. So I hurried home to redress myself and went to the place as ordered.

It was a older big house with a neglected wild garden. One huge dog barked at the entrance gate.

After parking my car I went to the front door to ring the bell. Your voice told me then that servants slaves and worms needed to the servants entrance. So I did ringed again the doorbell. A camera was following my moves while your voice commanded me to turn around and to show myself good. I needed to lift also my skirt and to expose my balls and whiny.

Then I was granted to enter. I needed to take my shoes off and needed to wait barefoot on the cold floor. Then I heard you coming. You where carrying a whip and looked not amused. So slut why are you standing up. At your knees bitch and lift up your skirt. I did as fast as I could. On all four, I was on the cold floor. Only seeing your black boots beside me. You poked with you whip at me. Asked question and checked me out. Then came your dog whom started to sniff at me. He explored me and then mounted me. His sperm explode at my leg. After that I must say thank you Mistress B and needed to clean it all up. While you where watching from a comfortable sit.

Now bitch tell me how is the weather outside. A bit chilly Mistress B, I answered truthfully. So slut good working weather is that. Go to the side room and undress. Then when you are fully naked you come back to me on all four. And don’t worried I send the dog away. Your smile was sexy and evil.

I did all you ordered me. Back to you I received a black leather collar. With a short chain. Then you pulled me and checked out the dressing room hat I left. The clothes where not tidy enough folded. So with spreaded legs and bended over I received then lashes. One time I miscounted and you started all over again.

When the punishment was finished you caressed me a bit. And played with my arse, digs and balls. Then you send me out to the garden dragging me on the leach and

giving your orders. You watched me a bit and when all went well you left me naked alone in the garden to work. I did so very hard. After four hours you came back with a empty bowl. I needed to carried it while you dragged me to a hose. There you showered me with cold water until all the dirt was gone. Then I could drink from the bowl doggy style.

Now we entered inside back to the little dressing room where I could make me dry and put back on the maids clothes. After I cleaned up all the wet floors. I heard that I needed to go to the main door and let people inside. You where giving a small party and I needed as maid without knickers on to serve the guest. What I faithfully did.

At about two am the party went away downtown for clubbing I needed to clean all up and tide up the kitchen. At 7 am I needed to walk the dog in the garden. You came home at about that time.

I needed you to follow to your boudoir. Where I needed to help to remove your boots. Sitting naked on my knees and holding the ashtray while you smoked. After you took a few pics of me as a sissy maid I could go home. And wait for your next orders.

Thank you Mistress B

A Fantasy.

This is a fantasy from a slave that emails me.


My fantasy starts with me tied to a bed. It is just the way life is for me. I am eager at every sound that moves through the house hoping my mistress is back to punish me more. The door opens and there she is standing in the shadows. I wish I weren't tied so I could jump to the floor and kneel at her feet but I am tied down so I can't even move. The ball gag in my mouth doesn't allow for anything more than a whimper.

She moves to the bed and checks my bonds and tightens a few. She brushes the hair from my face and then grabs all of it in one fist. She yanks my head back so my throat is exposed. She places one kiss on the side of my neck and tells me that if I come she will punish me until I can't even remember my own name.

She pulls out a toy from her bag and wraps it around my waist and lets it trail down to my vagina. Then she sticks it in and I know I am in trouble because I am already wet. She turns it on and my eyes roll back in my head fighting the need to orgasm. She senses my need and smirks as she stands up, towering over me on the bed. She opens her legs wide and I can see every single part of her. She reaches down and starts stroking herself while I watch.

I am starting to lose control and I close my eyes so I do not disobey. My mistress leans down and slaps me hard across the face. I am not allowed to close my eyes, she says. And she starts touching herself again. Her other hand trails her breasts while she starts to moan from her own pleasure. Tears fall down my eyes as I do my very best not to finish. She starts to move faster and moan louder until finally her head falls back and I see her orgasm fall onto my body.

I can't help it. My body shakes, I cry out. I cum.

Mistress is not pleased.

My plans for the week.

Hello Darlings,

This will be my last post before vacation. All next week my Pet will be in charge of posting what I have laid out for him. It will be a week full of your own fantasies but I have given him free reign. If he chooses to post something else it will be his right because I have granted him that privilege. Enjoy them while I am lying on a beach with my ladies.

Last night I decided on just the whip. It is more enjoyable for me and leaves lovely bruises. I always like to mark my sissies before a long absence. He won't be forgetting our last session soon. Especially since I fucked him so long he was waddling this morning... *giggle*

Think of me while I am gone, Darlings. Oh, I almost forgot your last assignment before I leave. You are not allowed to orgasm while I am gone and you must edge every night.

*grin*
Mistress B.

Pet Play.

Hello Darlings,

Tonight my Pet got home and I was able to play. If you were in the room with me you would be able to hear his muffled moans through the door. The very first thing I did was force him to his knees and tell him to strip on the ground. He is now tied and gagged on my bed awaiting punishment. I am here checking my email and chatting with a friend while I decide. It should be something severe because he has been gone for awhile and I will be gone for a week. I can't quite decide if I want to use the wax, whip, or cane. ..... *grin* maybe all three?

He is spread out like a big X on by bed. A very vulnerable position. He is currently locked up in a chastity lock but I may let him out so I can have my fun. I guess I will just decide on the fly. I will tell you about my decisions tomorrow.

Tonight I want you to edge again, my lovelies,

Mistress B.

Vacation is approaching.

Hello Darlings,

Remember when I mentioned that I was going on vacation? Well, that day is creeping up and I have a few assignments for you. I will only give you two of them today. While I am gone I will have my Pet post fantasies that you have sent in. I will prepare everything before I leave. I am not quite sure I have enough for the full week I will be gone so your first assignment of the night is to send in another fantasy- as dirty, sissy, filthy, or as wicked as you like. Your only goal is to please me.

Your second assignment is to edge for me. You haven't edged in awhile so I want this one to be particularly brutal- I don't care how. Get creative.

Tonight, I went to dinner with a very old friend from my high school days! She mentioned she was going to be near me and wanted to catch up. Well, I will say it was an interesting dinner. She wasn't surprised by my realization that I was a mistress. She said knew it was something I would enjoy- my only response was laughter. This was the girl that taught me how to kiss, to seduce, the secrets to sex and she knew I was a mistress before I did! What a night, Darlings, it is wonderful to be seen for who/what you are without having to explain or defend.

I will give you more assignments tomorrow.

Mistress B.

Be my little girlfriend.

Hello Darlings,

How are you lately? Good? I hope so. Slutty? Of course. Sissy? You better be. I realized recently I haven't given you instructions lately in your sissydom. Silly me, a sissy needs a good strong hand and guidance. Well, here I am.

I want you to put on any or all sissy items you have. Hopefully you have panties at least, yours or borrowed, and I want you to twirl and flounce. Giggle. Be pretty. Touch yourself. Be delicate. If I were there, I would want you to prove to me that at least for one night or one hour you could be my little slave girlfriend. One I could put a collar on and take in public: to a dance club, to dinner, to a show. Could you be that slave? Do you think you could cut it?

Prove it. Be beautiful. Be my little sissy girl.

Mistress B.

For Amy.

Hello Darlings,

My last post reminded me that I still owed Amy a personal fantasy with the both of us in it. Her only request was that it involved us and my strap on from behind. -Granted-

I was very displeased. My slave had disobeyed me again. She was told she wasn't allowed to finish. That she had to sit there, look pretty, dress feminine, and watch another suck my cock. Simple, direct, easy. But no- she wanted to touch herself- Amy always wanted to touch herself. I glanced over and her hips were moving and she was reaching under her skirt.

Very. Bad. Girl.

I stopped the slave sucking my dick and I stared straight into Amy's eyes- something I never did. Immediately, she knew I was angry. Seemingly calm, I moved over to where she was and braced one sharp stiletto on her shoulder. She winced but didn't move or speak, afraid of what was next. I pushed and sent her sprawling backward. I sat down in my chair and pointed for the slave that was pleasuring me to tie Amy up for punishment. She started to put the shackles on while Amy was face up for a whipping like I normally did but I shook my head. This was one time too many. I twirled my finger in a way to mean that she was to be turned over and spread for me.

I didn't bother speaking because she knew she deserved punishment. She even thanked me, (Thank you Mistress B.) for the trouble. But I didn't just jump on. I kneeled down on the ground next to where she was on all fours. Her eyes widened as my hand reached for her and she whimpered thinking I was going to touch her cock. I laughed at the absurdity of the thought and snapped my chastity lock in place. I stood again and then circled her bent over body. Snapping my riding crop on her inner thigh, waist, back. Each spot earning me a moan or a wince for my trouble.

Eventually, I gestured to my other slave to lift Amy's hips up so I wouldn't have to get on my knees like a lowly submissive. When she was teetering on her own with her ass high in the air, I walked up behind her knowing she could only see my feet. I pushed her legs farther apart. I didn't have to say it, because she knew she was being punished for being a very bad girl. I flicked her cock all locked up and limp and positioned myself outside of her. I slowly bent over her back and opened my mouth. I sunk my teeth into her back at the very same second I pushed myself inside of her.

Some of you have called me a kind Mistress, caring. Not tonight. I pounded her again and again lifting her feet off the ground. I held onto her hips so she couldn't move away from me. I used her body as my play toy because that was exactly what it was. I kept pushing harder and harder into her body until I was nearing orgasm. I threw my head back and laughed as my body shook from the power.

When I was done I walked around to the front of Amy. She had collapsed to her knees in exhaustion. She already had a bruise on her back from my bite as well as finger marks on her hips. I tilted her chin up with my riding crop and asked if she was going to misbehave again. She shook her head and I was pleased again.

I smacked her ass on the way out.

Mistress B.

One of my old punishments.

Hello Darlings,

Mistress Katie reminded me of one of my old punishments at dinner tonight with Katrina. To everyone's amusement, Mistress Katie loved telling the story of how I again proved I was a terrible slave and needed constant discipline. Most of you are good little slaves and wouldn't dare question your mistress. I, on the other hand, hardly ever did anything but challenge my mistress. It wasn't on purpose, I just wasn't a good slave. The following punishment was one that has never left my wicked mind and I have used it on multiple slaves on multiple occasions.

After so much punishment one night, Mistress Katie grew tired of disciplining me and stopped in anger. She slapped my face once before clicking out of the room on her treacherous six inch stilettos. Half an hour later, her lover walked in and set up a chair in the side of the room. My mistress followed and sat in the chair and crossed her legs.

"Do you know what is going to happen to you now, slave?"

"No, mistress."

She smiled her twisted, pixie smile. "My lover," she nodded to the very large man towering over me, "has asked for a go to discipline you since I am so tired today."

My eyes widened because I knew why my Mistress chose this man as her lover and my gaze fell down to his large, hard cock. "Please, Mistress. He is too big, I couldn't take all of that in."

She laughed and leaned forward, "Oh you will." And for the rest of the night the only sound I heard from her was soft, deadly laughter. I couldn't tell if I was more afraid or aroused as her lover mounted me from behind. I had no control of myself because even though I knew he was too big to fit inside of me, I was widening my legs to accommodate him. He slapped my ass and grabbed my hair to pull me against him.

"You will scream for me before the night is over." He positioned himself outside of me, "You will scream again," grabbed my breast, "and again," smacked my ass, "and again."

And then he thrust himself inside of me.

Believe me, Darlings, I screamed. That was the first time I had ever been fucked so hard for so long in my life. After that night was through I begged Mistress Katie night after night to bring her lover back in. Some nights she agreed and I was fucked over and over. It. Was. Delicious.

Mistress B.

A small rant on beliefs.

Hello Darlings,

I was standing in my kitchen today cooking dinner and thinking about all of you. You please me so often and make Wynonna twitch with your submission. You are all very good girls and boys. An email I got recently made me think about the society we live in and I wanted to post something more broad tonight.

I have always, always been an advocate for sexual freedom and equality. I have always supported gay rights and fetish acceptance. Anyone who would make you feel wrong or dirty for expressing who you are or what you want should be ashamed- not you. I can imagine some of you have had difficulties in your lives with accepting yourselves, let alone getting others to accept you. I know I have. I have never hid who I am or what I do and have run into many bigots along the way. DON'T LET THEM HURT YOU! You are all beautiful in your own unique ways. Even coming to this site means you have accepted or at least acknowledged a part of you that some people would look down their nose at. Good for you! Be who you are and just be happy. Just know there are so many people just like you- you're not a freak, what you want isn't weird, and there is nothing to be ashamed of.

I didn't mean for that to turn into a long, soap box speech. All I wanted to say was that you are beautiful and all you should strive to be is happy.

Mistress B.

An interesting night.

Hello Darlings,

I am not sure who was more surprised last night- him or me.

We started kissing and fumbling with our clothes like normal. The atmosphere changed the moment he took off his belt and tried to hold me to the bed with it. Hold ME to the bed? Oh no. I simply shook my head and threw the belt across the room. His eyes started to change at that moment and I laughed. I asked him if he trusted me with his body and he said yes. I purred and pushed him back on the bed and pulled my restraints from the sides of the mattress. There were sputtering protests but I just shook my head and got a ball gag out, too. *grin*

Then I left the room to change. When I came back I was in thigh highs, stilettos, lace panties, and my blue corset. He watched as I pulled my hair back into a braid and I started to smile again. I tsked and he quickly learned how to obey. And here is the point where we were both surprised- he liked being my submissive. As I was punishing him he moaned and his little cock got harder.

He thought that I was going to get on top of him (haha) but of course you know that isn't how I do things. I turned him over and took out Wynonna. I reached around to feel his little cock as I fucked him from behind. Amused, I stroked it lightly as I pushed into him and his whole body shook as he came. Eventually, I stopped, took off my panties, and made him wear them tied to my bed.

I had some lovely orgasms as the night progressed and am satisfied for a short while.

Mistress B.

Surprise Visit.

Hello Darlings,

Remember how sad I was yesterday that my Pet was gone and I had no one to play with? Well, no more. An old lover called me earlier and asked if I still lived in town and asked if I wanted to ... "get together." I, of course, agreed. But here's the thing, my lovelies- I was his lover before I realized I was a dominant, a mistress. He has no idea what I have evolved into .... and I don't think I'm going to tell him. Well, not going to tell him until I have him tied to my bed and wearing my panties.

*grin*

It will be a challenge to make him submit to me but you know your mistress- She always loves a challenge. So, I am off to go play and you all will be without orgasm tonight so you can think of me atop my lover having many. I will tell you of my success or failure tomorrow.

Good night, Darlings,
Mistress B.

Random Encounter.

Hello Darlings,

You would not believe it. My Pet has gone on vacation again and I am left with no one to punish! I may just go up and give him a surprise visit someday soon. *grin* But SissyBabyAmber's fantasy reminded me of a person I met a few years ago. I was sitting in the food court of a lovely group of second hand shops and I was people watching as I often do. The food court held a handful of patrons each with their own solitary pursuits. There was one man in the corner reading a book- I forget what it was now- and his legs were crossed in a way that made me give him a second look. His clothes were all perfectly pressed and everything matched exactly. He seemed very delicate and charming with each of his movements.

Thoroughly curious -and not at all shy- I moved over to his table and sat down. He blinked up from his book and I'm flattered to admit his jaw dropped a little. I leaned in and took a sip of his coffee before I asked him what his name was, his profession, his hobbies, .... how long he had known he was a transvestite. The last was just a guess and not one of my cleverest digs but it got the job done. He sputtered and looked around to make sure no one heard. I simply smiled and leaned a little closer and said in a voice not meant to be mistaken as questioning, "Show them to me." And I got up and lead my way to the bathroom not bothering to look back because I knew he would follow.

When we reached the bathroom I told him to take off his pants so I could see his panties properly. I was still a little new to this world at this point and slightly jittery but the look in his eyes of arousal and total submission settled my nerves. I took off my jacket and I locked the door. Half an hour later, we calmly walked out of the bathroom smirking a little. Underneath his now somewhat untidy shirt was a set of scratches and under mine were bruises forming into lovely finger shaped designs. I never saw him again and didn't care to but for that one hour he was mine- and that was enough.

Until Tomorrow, Darlings,
Mistress B.

Post your fantasies?

Hello Darlings,

I would like to give you forewarning- soon I will be leaving for a vacation. But do not worry- I will prepare posts for you and leave them in the edit spot. Each day my pet will click post and give you my words. There are still a few days before this happens and I think I will post a few of your fantasies I have liked. How do you feel about this, my lovelies?

Also, I want you to get out your rulers for me tonight. Smack it raw.

Mistress B.

Change of heart.

Hello Darlings,

I have decided that I will not punish those who follow my orders as they should. It was wrong of me and I will apologize. Enjoy that apology because it won't happen again. I am so annoyed at my own poor decision that I will reward those who are loyal with another picture of myself from my session with my toy.

Mistress B.



Me and Wynonna

Response to your pathetic attempt at submission.

Well, that effort was laughable. Nope, I do believe I will take a few days to myself if I am just wasting my time here trying to train you to be proper sissies. It is unfortunate because some of you were doing so well.

Mistress B.

Why should I bother?

Hello Darlings,

While you sometimes amuse me, my lovelies, I must pose the question, "What have you done for me lately?" I feel like you are forgetting to worship me like the mistress I am and I have so many important things to do throughout the day. *yawn* Some days it seems like too much effort.

Do you want me to keep dominating? Of course you do. But why should I? Leave a comment on how much of a good little submissive, sissy you are to tantalize me into posting tomorrow.

Mistress B.

Not A Good Day.

Today was not a good day for me. At. All. I won't give you the details except to say that: Why can't every man understand that he belongs under my heel?

I was happy to come here and remember that I have all of you who know your place. All of you take your punishments and thank me properly, thats the way it should always be, isnt it?

You'll happily let me take my frustration out on you, won't you darlings? Tell me how much you enjoy taking my punishments and returning with "Thank you ma'm, may I have another?"

Some of you have been slacking on commenting here and even forgetting certain rules at times. I feel like I must crack the whip more harshly for all of you to remember how lucky you are to have me. So brace yourselves my darlings.

I want a marathon of edging as long as you can and slapping your asses with those rulers. I want you all to get those painful clothespins, at least ten. The wooden ones. When you clip them on I want big amounts of skin in there so that they can really hang on. There will be one on each nipple, one on each inner thigh, one just below each arm pit. Then you can choose where to put the last four. Be creative and make sure its somewhere that will please me. Leave those pins on for at least six minutes and then slowly take each one off and thank me outloud when you do.

This is just the beginning until I feel like all of you have learned your place again.

-Mistress B

Science fiction / Fantasy.

Hello Darlings,

As you well know, I haven't told you much about myself because well... you're slaves. But today I will. Lucky you. I am a big fan of movies- especially science fiction or fantasy movies. Today, I saw inception. I won't bore you with a synopsis or rant on my opinions. I will, however, give you a new assignment inspired from the film.

I want a fantasy, situation, or device that would work in a science fiction or fantasy world. I am giving you a lot of freedom with this assignment because I want you to take it and make it your own. That way you have the best opportunity to please me. It can be as simple as a body switch or as complex as a whole new world. Put a lot of effort into it, Darlings, if you need more time- request it and it will probably be granted.

Oh, and do make it up to our usual sexy standards, my lovelies,

Mistress B.

No more toy.

Hello Darlings,

It appears I have worn my toy out. She doesn't want to play with me anymore- sigh. I can't seem to keep a playmate. Oh well, more time for you, Darlings. Want to play a game? I do- so I know you do. But which one? I would say dice but I haven't given Amy her reward for the last game. Or graded SissyD's essay. But I can't finish Amy's if she is not here. She hasn't been keeping up like a good little girl. Hmmm...

I could make you play with your rulers again - you know how I love the rulers. Or edging. Or my game with a minute only orgasm. No, let's do something new.

All right- I want you to take off all your boy clothes and dress yourself up. Take a bath, use perfume, makeup, whatever you need to be pretty and pampered. Then I want you to dress up in your most fun/sexy sissy clothing and get in front of a mirror. Look at yourself and be pretty for me. Be delicate. Slowly, begin to touch yourself- lightly at first. Keep looking at your sissy self in the mirror. I want you to last at least 30 minutes like this. -Longer if you really want to please me-

Mistress B.

Pictures.

Hello Darlings,

I really did mean to take more pictures of my toy's bruised body but I got distracted with whipping her. But I found the idea of pictures amusing and took a few of myself for you as well. I admmit I was initially rusty with the clothes pins but I remembered very quickly. My new riding crop makes sweet music and leaves lovely calling cards as you can see in the picture below. That was after ten minutes.





My new toy's back.



Me with my harness and riding crop. You can't see in the picture but I am wearing Wynonna- my latest cock.



Me and my riding crop again. If you look closely you can see my piercing in my left ear.

Mistress B.

A challenge.

Hello Darlings,

I am feeling generous tonight and I want you to orgasm. Take as long as you possibly can to do it.

I have a challenge for you. I want you to find something for me. Anything that will shock me or thrill me. I want a new toy. Go out on the internet and find me something fun. Comment your findings and I will see if I can be shocked or excited by your gathered information.

Good Luck,
Mistress B.

New toy.

Hello Darlings,

I am very pleased with all your efforts and have decided to give you the night off. I will tell you a short little story. I was conversing with a friend from work and we were getting into our private lives. She mentioned she enjoyed being submissive and my ears perked up. Submissive? I asked. And she went into detail over what she had always wanted done to her. By the second sentence my hand was twitching for my whip.

After she finished explaining her unfulfilled desires I simply grinned. She thought for a moment that I was laughing at her but I held my hand up to explain. I just offered her my services. At first, she thought I was kidding but eventually she believed me. She is mostly into pain and worship and I haven't done purely pain for quite some time. I will be a tad rusty but I'm sure it's just like riding a bike.... or a sissy slut. *grin*

We will play sometime this weekend.

Enjoy your night,
Mistress B.

Final Decision: Punishment.

Hello My Darlings,

My anger has started to fade and I am more myself again. It could be because I punished my Pet today for his disobedience. I called my Pet over to cook dinner for me. One of my favorites: Fiesta Lime Chicken. Grilled chicken with lime sauce, sprinkled cheese, seasoned rice, tortilla strips, and alcohol of my choosing. Mmmm. Delicious. It always puts me in a good mood. So I decided to tie him up and whip him senseless. *grin*

I took out my handcuffs and rope. I never use them anymore because he never resists but today I wanted him strapped down and helpless. So he was. I took out my whip and used it continuously until he was begging. And you know how much I hate begging, so I reared back and hit him across both cheeks- hard. Unfortunately, I broke my whip in half. *sigh* So, I bent over and snapped his lingerie before turning around to leave him strapped to my table while I went out to buy a new one.

I went to a store that sells riding supplies and found a riding crop. I wanted there for durability AND for pain so I had to try out a new product before I bought it. I smacked my inner forearm- softly at first. But I knew I wouldn't hit my slaves softly so -being the fair mistress I am- I reared back and hit my arm as hard as I could. My eyes crossed. It was much more effective than my last whip and the resounding smack traveled throughout the aisles. A few male employees were near by and their eyes widened in shock then they started laughing together. I just winked and blew them a kiss on my way out.

My Pet was very appreciative of my new toy. *grin* -His screams told me so.

So- your punishment. I decided to give you options since you are all at varying levels of sissydom. That seems more fair than you deserve but what can I say, I am a fair mistress. You may choose one or more of the following.
1) Punish yourself for me with your ruler. The longer, harder, and more painful the better.
2) Go into a lingerie store and browse until you find something to your liking. Look at it, imagine yourself in it, and buy it if you really want to get on my good side. If you can't bring yourself to buy them you must write me a fantasy involving lingerie shopping.
3) Do the assignment I gave you with wax that caused my anger in the first place.

I want these completed as soon as possible,
Mistress B.

Another night of Edging.

Hello Darlings,
Edge tonight. Be grateful I haven't made you bring out the rulers again. My Pet has not decided yet so I will sentence you tomorrow. He deferred to my judgement for the proper use of my control over you. I agreed with him but I still had to whip him for disobeying my orders.

Await my commands
Mistress B.

Another night of punishment.

Darlings,

Obviously, my Pet has not reached a decision on your punishment because he has not shown you your sentence. I will allow him more time to decide. How does it feel knowing that the right to your own orgasm lies in the hands of another man? A slave man at that. My guess would be that it is frustrating and possibly humiliating. *grin*

You may not orgasm tonight. Edge again. Think of me. Maybe by the time my Pet decides your punishment, my anger will have worn off.

Sweet dreams,
Mistress B.

Have I been too easy on you?

-

I am furious. Do you think a few pitiful emails or comments with soothe me? I have been way too lenient with your punishment and your obedience has become lax. You do what I say WHEN I FUCKING SAY IT. I am not your friend, your lover, or your pal.

I am your mistress! You are my pathetic slaves. Obviously, you have forgotten your place.

Edge tonight. Don't even think you are getting an orgasm any time soon. My Pet will decide your fate for the immediate future. Pray he is feeling kinder than I am.

Mistress B.

Oh?

-

So, you don't want to play with wax? Or even comment? Then why should I bother?


Edge tonight.

Your displeased Mistress,
Mistress B.

Bathroom Inspiration.

Hello Darlings,

I am alone tonight and I am enjoying my solitude. I took a bubble bath earlier with candles lit all throughout the room. Music was playing and a glass of amaretto stood next to the tub. My eyes were closed and a bit of candle wax landed on my hand hanging over the lip of the tub. I opened my eyes and my gaze flicked down. It burned, it hurt,..... it was wonderful. I drained the water in the tub and gathered up all the candles. I slowly poured the wax from every single candle on my body. By the time I was done, I had wax covering a large portion of my body. I rubbed the new wax to cover the gaps on my inner thighs and torso.

Guess what? You are going to do it too. Tonight, I will let you finish but you have to use hot wax on your body. Oh. Yes. Tell me all about it tomorrow.

Mistress B.

Mistress Katie's visit.

Hello Darlings,

I did plan on posting last night but I was deliciously detained. I was in the middle of whipping my Pet on all fours- A current favorite punishment of mine- and I get a call from my Mistress. Pleasure runs through me and I sit on his back to answer. She asked what I was doing and I just put the phone up to my pets mouth and smacked him as hard as I could with my other hand on his ass. The ensuing squeal was enough information for her.

Mistress Katie had been modeling for Katrina and twenty minutes later they came over together. Katrina went to her chair in the corner and began sketching my poor little slave on the floor while Mistress Katie asked if she could join in. I laughed and simply handed her my metal ruler. She was pleased and bent forward and kissed me once on the mouth before moving to my Pet. She asked if I would show her his training- so I put on my dick and forced him to his knees in front of her.

I was so proud of him as he moaned, sucked, and slurped my cock like the wanton slut he really is. I kept eye contact with Mistress Katie over his quivering form and I could see the growing look of desire on her face as she whipped my slave. Finally, ignoring the slave between us she came up behind him and grabbed me and kissed me like she used to: possessive, aggressive, and ignoring my Pet squished between us. She yelled at my slave to stand in the corner and watch as she took out my restraints. (I never needed them anymore because my slave wouldn't dare resist but my Mistress knew I was not very good at following orders.)

She locked me up and pushed me to the ground. She let me leave my cock on as she mounted from behind with her sparkly pink cock. She leaned over and placed a single kiss on my back as she grabbed both of my breasts and shoved herself inside me. It was so arousing, Darlings, that I came right then. I was in a fit of arousal and I lost all control of myself when she started stroking my cock. I completely forgot about my Pet watching in the corner. Later Mistress Katie told me that Katrina stopped sketching to watch and my Pet was shaking with the need to release but didn't dare touch himself.

I want you to edge tonight thinking of this like my Pet did. But you are not allowed to come.
Mistress B.

Sore?

Hello Darlings,

Are you recovering from last night's assignment? You told me you smacked it raw -but- I know for a fact if I had done it to you it would be twice as bad.

Do. It. Again.

Mistress B.

Naughty Schoolgirl Pet.

Hello Darlings,

While I was sick I had my Pet wait on me hand and foot. It was pleasant to see his cute little tush sashaying in and out of my bedroom teetering in my five inch heels. Yesterday he mentioned that I might feel better if I tried punishing someone else. I found it sweet that he was willing to be punished just to make me feel better and I agreed with him.

And believe me I did feel better when I had my little submissive all decked out in pigtails, knee-high white socks, a short plaid skirt, and a Brittany Spears white button up shirt. I told him to get up on my kitchen table and I duct taped his forearms to the front of the table and legs -wide open- to the back half. He was stuck on all fours in that submissive position I love. I asked him if he deserved what I had planned, if he was a naughty little boy, if he wanted it in the ass.... the answer, my dears, was a resounding yes.

So I clicked around his body reaching out and quickly snapping uncovered skin. I laughed as the ruler left a perfectly symmetrical mark on his skin. Wrist, neck, chest, thigh. I tipped my schoolteacher glasses down my nose as I inspected each growing bruise. My hair started falling out of its bun as I continued whipping him with my ruler. By this time I was feeling much better and I lifted his adorable little skirt over his ass. He only had the chastity belt on and the sight of his upturned rump made my fingers twitch. I am not a woman to ignore an impulse- so I reared back and snapped my ruler as hard as I could across his ass. His scream made me shiver.

He knew better than to beg so he simply shouted over and over. Sometimes screams sometimes, "I'm a naughty little school girl." Both pleased me immensely. I just sat back and laughed as I repeatedly flicked the ruler over his red, swelling, and tender ass. I eventually broke it and had to switch to a small paddle I got in college as a joke. My pet sure wasn't laughing but I was. When he was weak and limp on the table, when he thought he could take no more, .... I crawled up onto the table with him.

I wiggled underneath him and looked up to his panting form. I smiled very sweetly as I asked how much he wanted me to get better. Very careful not to let sweat drip on me he lowered his lashes and said he would do anything to make me healthy again and that his body was my play place. I was so pleased that I went as far as to stroke his cheek before I wiggled out and behind him. I put on my midnight blue strap on and lubed it up. I was way past finesse and I just grabbed his raw cheeks and shoved myself inside him.

It was better than any medicine a doctor could prescribe, Darlings. Tonight- no orgasm for you. I want you to find a ruler if you can or just some sort whipping device and look at your bare ass. Whip it. Whip it for me and I want everything that escapes your lips to be girlish and sexy. Do it for me. Because if I were there, I would be doing it to you.

Mistress B.

PostSecret.

Hello Darlings,

I am slightly ill and have been in bed for most of the weekend. I am not feeling up to showing you how to be a proper sissy today. But since it is Sunday I will share something with you and command something as well.

One of the many sites I frequent is called postsecret. Ever heard of it? It is an online art community where people send in their secrets on a postcard to an address. The man started it as a simple art project and now it has grown into a worldwide phenomenon. I have been tempted to send in a few secrets of my own. New secrets are uploaded every Sunday on the website and he has come out with multiple books filled with these secrets.

I want you all to check out the site: postsecret.com

And after you have finished looking at all the secrets I want you to think of a secret you would send it. Get as deep, as artistic, as dirty as you little girls like. And then... I want you to make it and send it in. This will please me greatly, Darlings. Do not fail me.

You are welcome to send your secrets to me as well but you are not obligated to.
Mistress B.

My Dream.

Hello Darlings,

I had a dream about all of you, my lovelies. It. Was. Delicious. I wanted to share it with you because it amused me so. My dream was about a party. We were all invited to a Katrina's home with all of her friends. It was a masquerade and none of us knew what the others looked like. You were there in all of your fine sissy clothing dancing and flirting with all of the guests. I didn't know which of you were my slaves so I just watched everyone swirl and giggle while I sipped on champagne.

None of you knew who I was. It was fascinating watching people search as they danced. After awhile I slowly picked you all out. It was thrilling to know you and stay unknown. I was pleased with your outfit choices for the masquerade. I was dressed in a simple black gown with a lace up corset over the silk. My hair was down and I had a simple lace mask over my eyes. I spoke to a few of you but it was impossible for you to know who I was. One of you even asked me for a dance but I declined and danced only with Katrina.

I never realized how exciting it would be to know you, watch you. I just kept thinking, "those girls belong to me." I wanted to come up to you and make you known. I couldn't though. It was too arousing to know you without you knowing me. So I watched the rest of the night.

When I woke up I was smiling, aroused, and happy.

That's a dream I'd like to come true.
Mistress B.

Birthday Results.

Hello Darlings,

First, Let me say that I am thrilled at all the orgasms you have all been putting out. It is very exciting for me to imagine all of you huffing and puffing on your knees to squeak out one more orgasm in my name. Mmmm, gives me chills. This was a wonderful birthday for your Mistress, Darlings. I am pleased. In total, you had 93 orgasms in my honor. That is fantastic.

Dying to know who the winner is? I know I was. This morning I tallied up everybody's orgasms -an arousing experience for me- and found out the winner had 27. That 27 is with being out of town the first day and being docked 3 orgasms for disobedience. 27 is quite possibly the most any slave has had for me in a week and I am very pleased with her.

Congratulations, Amy.

Very Good Job and thank you for the wondeful birthday present.
Mistress B.

Last Day.

Hello Darlings,

Busy, busy, busy. Strain for those last few orgasms, my lovelies. Today is the last day to have them for the contest in honor of my birthday. Email me your final results before midnight tonight and I will post the winner in the morning.

Good Luck all,

Mistress B.

Inspiration #7.

Hello Darlings,

I have decide to give you until tomorrow at midnight to get all your final orgasms in for the contest. It is very close and anyone has a chance to win. I am very pleased at all of your orgasms in my name.

I am getting very tired at offering inspiration for you but I will inspire you for one more night. I have an interesting story from my college days that might be of use to you. I first met Katrina when I was modeling in her painting class. It was always amusing to me when I took off my robe and people just stared at my body. Men. Women. Professors. They forgot about professionalism and just stared. I -of course- enjoyed every minute of it and had to stop myself from getting completely aroused.

One day Katrina approached me and asked about my ankle bracelet. (It was the one Mistress Katie, my mistress, gave me and I refused to take it off even for modeling.) I laughed and asked if she really wanted to know. She said yes so I told her. I was as close to shocked as a mistress can be when she only laughed and said that was wonderful. We immediately became good friends. She doesn't care for dominating others but she does like to watch and sketch while I do. A few weeks later she tagged along and watched me punish my Pet for preparing dinner incorrectly.

It was a fascinating experience. I almost ignored my Pet while I was whipping him. I just watched Katrina's wide eyes fill with pleasure at the sight of his upturned ass and girlish screams. She asked if she could ask my Pet some questions and I allowed it.

Do you enjoy being vulnerable?
-yes

Do you like being dominated?
-yes

Do you like it up the ass?
- *small hesitation* ..... yes

Then she turned to me and said, "Do it." From that moment on we have been very, very close. Can you imagine her in the room while I fucked you in the ass, Darlings? I know she can.

Good luck with your orgasms.
Mistress B.

Inspiration # 6.

Hello Darlings,

Unfortunately, Katrina is not satisfied enough by your pathetic attempts at inspiration so I will not post what happened on the second half of my play date with her. I am VERY displeased with you all for not following her simple instructions.

When Katrina isn't happy- Mistress isn't happy.

Since I cannot go to each of your houses and whip you all raw I will do the next best thing- take it out on my Pet. He always emails me his responses to the blog but guess what? He didn't yesterday so that puts him at the same low level as the rest of you. Tonight I am going to show up at his home wearing a leather, knee-length coat to cover my leather outfit. He will immediately know I'm angry because I only wear leather when I intend to punish.

I will handcuff his hands behind his back so he doesn't even have that amount of free will. He will be pushed to his knees and bent over for me. I won't even say a word. Ill just kick his legs wider and throw off my coat. Underneath I will have my strap on and my whip. Will I use it on him? Fuck yes I will. When he is bent over like this I use his body as my pleasure ride. I don't ease up when he moans and I only use lube as necessary to keep going. This is the only time he can't seem to groan or orgasm like a sissy just because I am fucking him so hard.

I will reach around and grab his balls -hard- and his penis -even harder- and tell him to scream for me. Will he? Of course he will. Can you imagine how this feels, Darlings? How you would feel tomorrow if I could do this directly to you? Just be grateful my Pet is the only one under my dick tonight because I'm sure you wouldn't like it.

Do try to please Katrina or my anger will continue.

Mistress B.

Another country heard from...

Good evening, boys and girls.

You've previously met me vicariously through some of my latest work, but never quite as intimately as now.

My name is Katrina.

I know Mistress B has already filled you in on the beginning of our playdate from last night. Unfortunately, I think I may have worn her out a little. She's only just on her way home now, slightly bruised and perhaps a bit wobbly, but she's still the Mistress you know and adore (though maybe a bit more satisfied). You may have earned the right to hear all the tantalizing details from Mistress B, but what have you done for me? Nothing. Not a fucking thing.

Not that it matters. I think your sissy slut minds can come up with plenty of agonizingly immoral scenarios to play out. You see, I don't care about you. I am not your Mistress, and your pleasure means little to nothing to me. However, I do care about, above all else, my work. You have a chance to make me care about each and every one of you. And I have discovered that you, Mistress B's harem of sissies, have become my muses.

I want you to inspire me. Tell me your best fantasy about two wonderful mistresses and yourselves, either in the comments or to Mistress B's email. Make me need your Mistress as much as you do. Make me want my own devoted group of enslaved sissies. If your stories turn me on enough, you may just get some more lovely artwork to ponder.

Make it good, boys and girls. Your Mistress depends on it.

Katrina

Inspiration #4.

Hello Darlings,

Guess what, my lovelies? I am having a sleepover with my dear friend Katrina. She has been moved by your posts and responses that she agreed to try something with me. She is a very dominant personality and it was difficult for her to submit to me. She is stunning on her knees. Mmmm.

Last night I just made her close her eyes. -An exercise in trust. Would I hurt her? Take advantage? -Of course not- but being vulnerable doesn't come easy to women like us. I moved closer to her body and let her feel my approach. My fingertips grazed her knee and moved slowly up her thigh. I watched her eyes flutter and her breath caught. At that point- she was mine. Both my hands ran up her shoulders and I eased my body down on hers.

I asked, "Katrina? May I touch your face?"
She responded with only a whimpering nod.

I did and let my hands roam over her body. Then I picked up her hand and cupped myself with it. Showing her how how I liked being touched. After a moment, she didn't need my help and I just rode her hand. My head dropped to her shoulder as I came. I leaned back and asked if she were okay. I touched her face and told her to open her eyes. She did and they were amused and willing. I stilled as I watched her lean forward tentatively and stop a breath from my lips.

I just laughed and took a fistful of her hair and snapped her head back. I leaned in next to her hair and said, "You think it's that easy, Bitch?" And then we really started to play.

I hope you all had a wonderful holiday,
Mistress B.


Yesterday's top number was 6. Two slaves are tied with ten.

Inspiration #3

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Inspiration #2.

Hello Darlings,
Tonight a friend you don't know is taking me out for some fun so I must be brief in today's inspiration.

Does brief have to mean meaningless? Oh, hell no.

Here are some facts about your mistress.
-She has a personal vibrator that only she uses. It is purple and is referred to as Mr. P.
-She once set out to find how many orgasms she could have in an hour and a half.... 66.
-Since becoming a mistress, she has only given blow jobs to her own mistress.
-Her breasts are size D and get in the way often when punishing her slaves.
-She sleeps with women more often than men.
-She is most sexual with men but is turned on by both genders.
-Her hair is past her waist and one of her sexiest accessories.
-Once she kissed a slave for pleasure. (but only once)

Do these help, Darlings? I hope so.
Mistress B.

-since I posted earlier than usual i comment the winning number at the bottom of this post.