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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.