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.

Merry Christmas.

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

For Amy.

Hello Darlings,

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

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

Very. Bad. Girl.

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

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

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

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

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

I smacked her ass on the way out.

Mistress B.

An interesting night.

Hello Darlings,

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

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

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

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

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

Mistress B.

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.

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.

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.