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.

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.

Be my little girlfriend.

Hello Darlings,

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

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

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

Mistress B.