Stilettos!

Hello My Darlings,

How have you been doing? Hopefully, if you are properly being my slaves, you have been slutty, sissy, and submissive while thinking of your dear mistress. I have been thinking of you. I have been released (mostly because I refused to continue with therapy) and have been itching to take my whip to someone wearing my stilettos. I plan to try them out tonight. *grin* I don't even care which person is receiving it. I might just go to my Mistress' house and ask if I can play alongside her. She usually has some wonderfully wicked amusement park in her basement. All of my playthings are away for one reason or another and I will be sure to punish them when they are back for not being at my beck and call.

I am feeling a little frisky today. But sadly, wherever you are you little submissives, it is not with me. If you were next to me, I would push you into the next room and take off my lacy, black panties (a little wet, I must admit) and force you to wear them all day. I might even put you in my toy cock lock. You would be ashamed because you would know that you don't deserve the privilege to wear my wet underwear, and I would punish you at the end of the day for being unworthy. Maybe even put them, stained with your own juices, into your mouth as I whip you.

Enjoy and edge for me Darlings.
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

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

Story: Part 2.

Hello Darlings,

I am very pleased to be able to tell you the second part of this story...

My mistress felt my last shudder and looked down at my orgasm in her hand. She smiled- it was a beatuiful, terrifying smile. She leaned down and nuzzled my chest right above my right breast. She shocked me when I felt her teeth dig in to my skin and I was nearing another orgasm. It had been a year, she said, since I started training with her and I still hadn't broken completely. I was afraid to speak so I only nodded. She moved closer to me so our whole torsos were flat against each other and her breasts brushed against me- teasing. She reached around slowly to untie my hands and then stood to walk back into the bedroom.

Confused, I slowly walked in behind her. She was giggling and wiggling on the bed. As a reward, she said, I could do anything I wanted. I had to stop myself from stuttering when I asked if she was sure. She had no idea what I was thinking as she giggled again and nodded. Not wanting to miss an opportunity, I turned around and went to her treasure chest. Her eyes widened as I started strapping on her pink, sparkly cock. Her mouth dropped when I tied my hair back in a ponytail (a sign of a mistress) and told her that she was going to please me by getting on her knees. She shook her head and I tsked and smacked her with the whip she usually hung from her belt. Her eyes flicked down to the butterfly welt spreading along her shoulder.

Her eyes were no longer glazed as she slipped from the bed and moved to her knees. I felt the tension in her body as she looked up at me from under my erect cock.

"What would you like me to do.... Mistress." That was the first time I had ever heard those words directed at me and I nearly came right then. Her strained submission was the most thrilling thing I had ever experienced in my life. I bent down and gripped the back of her hair to tilt her head back.

"You're going to be my little bitch for the rest of the night and I want you to thank me for every moment of it. Is that understood?" She bit her lip and strained against my hand pulling her hair back until she was close enough to my cock to lick the tip.

At that she looked back up and said, "I understand, Mistress B. Thank you."

That was my first time dominating another, Darlings, and believe me when I say that night was... thrilling.
Mistress B.

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.

My Fantasy.

Hello Darlings,

You should all thank Kathi and SissyAli because they have earned you all a delightful treat: A fantasy from my bedroom. Be very grateful darlings because you are about to be privy to something only my pet has known.

Do you believe me to be a fair and kind mistress? Cruel? Beautiful? I am that and more. But have you ever wondered how a woman like me came to be this way? We aren't born in leather and lace. I was found. A woman approached me and ... the details do not matter. What matters is that the devilish beauty, Mistress Katie, made me the woman, the dominatrix, I am today.

The first day of my training she came out of her room wearing a pink corset, black lace-up stilettos, and pink thigh highs with black bows on top. She had to break me before she could teach me, she said. She pointed at a spot on the floor and told me to strip down and stand there without moving. In position, she made me close my eyes-I could only hear her stilettos click around my body and feel her nails drag across my skin. It was almost relaxing until I felt the snap of her whip across my naked thighs.

She kneeled in front of me and I saw down her back to her lacy pink lingerie. She leaned over my feet and clasped a delicate onyx bracelet around my ankle. I belonged to her and it was my shackle, she said. (I still wear it to this day) She bit her way up my body, bent me over her arm, and kissed me so hard I couldn’t breathe. I had never even seen a strap-on before but at that moment she pushed me to my knees, slipped one on, and told me to suck her dick like the little bitch I was. Since that moment, I have never been the same. By the time she tied me face down to the bed, I wasn’t even shocked anymore. You’ve never been fucked until you’ve been fucked by a giggling woman with a neon pink dick.

Want to know my fantasy, Darlings? My fantasy would be to dominate you in the same room where I was broken. To have my Mistress watch as I attach a key to your chastity device to the bracelet bound around my ankle. I want her to giggle with me as I strip you down and bend you over. That is my fantasy.

Until Tomorrow, Darlings,
Mistress B.