Katrina in the blog.

Hello Darlings,
This is another one of my favorites because it was my dear friend, Katrina's, first dominationg session.
Mistress B.


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

Silly Little Boy.

Hello Darlings,

Hope you have been good for me lately because I am considering rewarding you. How does that sound? I haven't decided what kind of reward but I will figure it out. Maybe pictures, a game, or just a fantasy of my own. Would you like that?

I have an amusing story for you. I was at lunch with Katrina in my daytime attire. We were laughing and chatting like we always do. My dear Katrina has just been given a wonderful promotion and we were celebrating over a glass of wine. I saw the waiter keep eyeing me and I let it slide because I was enjoying my time with Katrina. And in the middle of one of her stories, a man quite a few years younger than us pulls ed out a chair and just sat down at our table. Katrina stopped talking and I rose my eyebrows waiting for him to state his purpose. He scooted in closer to the table and in a round about way to take us both to a hotel room. If he had done it straightforward in a way that Katrina and I respond to, we might have accepted. But his pitiful attempt at sexy control with us fell far short. Katrina winked at me and told him we didn't have time for a hotel but there was a bathroom in the restaurant. I simply followed along and when we eventually all three got into the single bathroom with a lock she closed the lid on the toilet and sat down, gesturing for me to continue. Oh, how Katrina loves to watch. I was unprepared because I left my toys in the car but any true woman of power knows that the only thing she really needs is something you can't buy. The poor panting boy tried groping first but a slap to the face let him know that wasn't how this was going to go. He wanted to get angry but I simply shushed him and pushed him to his knees. I winked at Katrina and pushed up my pencil skirt and took off my panties. They were black with grey stripes. I threw them to Katrina and she bent down and tied the man's arms behind his back. He was confused for a moment until I leaned back in the corner of the bathroom and spread my legs, waiting. Like the pitiful thing he was, he knew exactly what to do and crawled forward on his knees. I braced myself against the handrail as he licked, sucked, and kissed all around me. He was pitiful, untrained, and simply waiting for what he called "his turn". As you all know, this is not how things go with me. I raised one leg and with my stiletto on his shoulder, pushed him onto his back. With his hands behind his back it was an awkward fall. I asked to have Katrina's underwear -she gave them willingly and might I just say they were a little wet- and I tied his feet as well. I walked above him and with my stilettos on both sides of his face, came while he watched.

Katrina and I both washed our hands, blew him a kiss, and left. I'm not sure if he ever got out of the pantie restraints or if he had to have outside help but Katrina and I had a great time.

Hope you're all being good little girls.
Mistress B.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

Story From The Past.

Hello Darlings,

I have changed my mind. No yahtzee tonight. When we were at dinner at Katrina's house last night my Mistress thought it would be fun to tell stories from my earlier days. I blushed more and more with each story Mistress Katie told. Katrina's eyes grew wide with tales of submission, role playing, and intimacy. I was not a very good submissive (I'm sure you can imagine) and Mistress had to punish me daily. She told Katrina one story that I will never forget because it is branded into my mind. From all the stories, I am feeling a lot more playful than commanding so I would like to tell you some of the sessions I had with my Mistress as she broke me properly.

One weekend she had me tied -naked wearing only my ankle bracelet- to a chair for a few hours and I could hear her giggling from her bedroom over the sound of her vibrator. Finally, she finished and came in wearing only her stilettos. If you are a man or a woman you are aroused by her, Mistress Katie has the body of a goddess and the voice of an aroused, naughty pixie. Being the disobediant submissive I was, I looked at her body. I looked my fill and I swear if I hadn't been tied down I would have pulled her to the ground and ravished her.

She came over to me and straddled my legs. My eyes crossed at the touch of her skin. She was a little drunk and giggling which aroused me even further. She leaned in and licked my ear and whispered things I wouldn't even dare repeat here. Her hand tilted up my chin and started kissing me in a way she never had before. Her hand ran down my chest and crept down between my legs. One touch was all I needed to orgasm and she knew it. My lips felt her grin against them before she cupped me and I nearly blacked out from the power of the orgasm that shook my body.

That was a very long night. Would you like to hear more, Darlings, because I sure do feel like telling it. *grin*

Playfully yours,
Mistress B.

Birthday Contest.

Hello Darlings,
Curious about the new contest? I'm sure you are and because I am amused at the whole idea I will let you in on it. My birthday is coming up very soon and I want you all to honor me.

How, you ask? -*grin*-

I want you all to take one week and have as many orgasms as humanly possible. Oh yes. I want all of them and I want you to do them for me. It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy at the very thought of it. I will not tell you the specific day of my birthday because well, you are my slaves and are unworthy of the privledge. But I suggest you do not come until I start the contest. Which will be very soon. Excited? I know I am.

Also, tomorrow we will roll another round of sissy yahtzee. Depending on my mood I will list similar options or more punishments. Mistress Katie (my mistress) said she wanted to add a few to the list. Katrina said she might pitch in as well. We are meeting tonight for dinner and will make the list then. Mmmmm. I'm aroused at the very thought of another round.

Until Tomorrow, Darlings,
Mistress B.

Katrina.

Hello Darlings,

How are you all fairing after round 2 of sissy yahtzee? I know I am falling out of my chair with amusement. So I will do something I do not normally do, Darlings. I will give you a choice. Would you like to play again? Leave a comment telling me if you do and if enough people say play again I will make a new list and roll the dice.

Guess What? SissyAli's fabulous fantasies have inspired my dear friend. She requested that I refer to her as Katrina Von Virulence. Katrina is an amazing artist and was so roused by the blog that she wanted to create some images for our enjoyment. Darlings, DO NOT forget to thank dear Katrina.

Mistress B.