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.

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

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.

Hello Friday.

Hello Darlings,

Just so you know, if therapy doesn't work, I may have to have surgery. But do not fret just yet because we don't know.

But, I will get on here as often as I can to mold you in to the sissies I know you can be. I love Fridays, don't you? Sometime during the weekend I want you to be pretty for me. Can you do that, lovelies? Strap on you pretty shoes, your panties, your makeup- whatever you have and spend an evening pampering yourself. Use lotions if you don't have any sissy attire. There is no catch- I just want you to be as feminine and beautiful as you can be. You may send me a picture if you really want to please me- stilettomistress1@hotmail.com.

Have a wonderful, sexy, beautiful weekend my darlings.
Mistress B.

Knees. Now.

Hello Darlings,

I have been a little .... annoyed... lately starting physical therapy and did not want to deal with training my submissive sissies. I am still annoyed but I do know that you must be trained. So, while I am in not a pleasant mood I do remember my obligation in your sissy training.

I bet you've been feeling very smug lately, huh? Getting to orgasm here and there. Orgasms for everybody! Well, not today, not tomorrow, and probably not the next day either. If you were here you would be under my boot and I would not let you out from under it until you were my. little. sissy. bitch.

Get on your knees like you should be, sissy. And edge. You will do this every night until I tell you to stop. You are not allowed to finish or even THINK about finishing without my permission.. which you do not have.

On your knees. Now.
Mistress B.

Assignment.

Hello Darlings,

I couldn't sleep so I got up and thought about you. I've been frustrated lately because I can't relieve my tension through the normal route: solitary or with company. So, It got me to thinking about your own tension. Been enjoying yourselves? *sigh* I know I have a good bunch of sissies but you are all wanton sluts. All right, tonight but it to my advantage. Have the release I can't have because we all know that your orgasms belong to me. Each of you will have at least two, three if you want to please me.
I want them done in the sissiest, sluttiest, sexiest fashion you could possibly imagine so you may please your bed ridden mistress.
You will do this.

Mistress B.

New assignment.

Hello Darlings,

I am still craving some feminine pleasure. Here's what I want you to do. Question if you can be feminine enough to be mine? Strip down. I want you wearing what you were born with and nothing else. Do it. Run your hands over your body as I would do if you were my feminine sissy playmate. Imagine yourself putting on my fantasy miniskirt and tying your hair up in pigtails. Can you do that? I want you to picture me, as best you can, taking off my black, lace panties and sliding them up your legs and settling them over your cock. I wouldn't restrain you, I would be in the mood to play.
So, here is your assignment. Do everything I listed above and also I want you to get on your knees like a good little sissy girl and show me how good you can be. Moan, giggle, be as feminine as possible put on a show for me. Please me.

I know you can do it.

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.

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.

Getting back into dominating.

Hello Darlings,

I didn't imagine it would be difficult getting back into my old routine. Before I left for vacation I had everything set and teaching my sissies proper behavior came naturally. After my sunny vacation, I have to remind myself that my sissies need constant teaching. Last night I didn't even remember about training you because I am so out of the habit. You should be very grateful that you have a mistress that has put so much time and effort into your teaching.

Did you enjoy your orgasm? I know you did. Tonight you will get another but as always, you have to do it my way.

Get on your knees. Make sure it is in front of a mirror and take off all of your clothing. Look at your sissy little cock. Do you think for one second that cock deserves to be in my possession? My hand? Mouth? (Don't even think of it going anywhere else near my body.) No. It doesn't deserve my attention, my possession. It doesn't even deserve my passing notice but... guess what? Today is your lucky day. Because that little cock is on the forefront of my mind. I'm thinking about it right now. You are the luckiest little sissy there ever was because your cock belongs to me. Is it hard? Watch it and start stroking it. Slowly so you can appreciate my property. I want you to orgasm. I want you to orgasm from that cock so I know my property is being fairly treated.

Will you do that for me sissy? Of course you fucking will.

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.

Another Fantasy.

This is another email slave.

One day when I am at work I would receive a message that a lady was for me on the Phone and that it was urgent. So the colleagues where of course amused and wondered what was going on. So I went to the office from my female supervisor to answer the phone. Red cheeked trying to hold my composer I heard your voice commanding to go to a certain villa and I must be dressed as a maid, without knickers on. Politely I asked my supervisor to leave the side. To my surprise she give it to me with a wicked smile. So I hurried home to redress myself and went to the place as ordered.

It was a older big house with a neglected wild garden. One huge dog barked at the entrance gate.

After parking my car I went to the front door to ring the bell. Your voice told me then that servants slaves and worms needed to the servants entrance. So I did ringed again the doorbell. A camera was following my moves while your voice commanded me to turn around and to show myself good. I needed to lift also my skirt and to expose my balls and whiny.

Then I was granted to enter. I needed to take my shoes off and needed to wait barefoot on the cold floor. Then I heard you coming. You where carrying a whip and looked not amused. So slut why are you standing up. At your knees bitch and lift up your skirt. I did as fast as I could. On all four, I was on the cold floor. Only seeing your black boots beside me. You poked with you whip at me. Asked question and checked me out. Then came your dog whom started to sniff at me. He explored me and then mounted me. His sperm explode at my leg. After that I must say thank you Mistress B and needed to clean it all up. While you where watching from a comfortable sit.

Now bitch tell me how is the weather outside. A bit chilly Mistress B, I answered truthfully. So slut good working weather is that. Go to the side room and undress. Then when you are fully naked you come back to me on all four. And don’t worried I send the dog away. Your smile was sexy and evil.

I did all you ordered me. Back to you I received a black leather collar. With a short chain. Then you pulled me and checked out the dressing room hat I left. The clothes where not tidy enough folded. So with spreaded legs and bended over I received then lashes. One time I miscounted and you started all over again.

When the punishment was finished you caressed me a bit. And played with my arse, digs and balls. Then you send me out to the garden dragging me on the leach and

giving your orders. You watched me a bit and when all went well you left me naked alone in the garden to work. I did so very hard. After four hours you came back with a empty bowl. I needed to carried it while you dragged me to a hose. There you showered me with cold water until all the dirt was gone. Then I could drink from the bowl doggy style.

Now we entered inside back to the little dressing room where I could make me dry and put back on the maids clothes. After I cleaned up all the wet floors. I heard that I needed to go to the main door and let people inside. You where giving a small party and I needed as maid without knickers on to serve the guest. What I faithfully did.

At about two am the party went away downtown for clubbing I needed to clean all up and tide up the kitchen. At 7 am I needed to walk the dog in the garden. You came home at about that time.

I needed you to follow to your boudoir. Where I needed to help to remove your boots. Sitting naked on my knees and holding the ashtray while you smoked. After you took a few pics of me as a sissy maid I could go home. And wait for your next orders.

Thank you Mistress B

A Fantasy.

This is a fantasy from a slave that emails me.


My fantasy starts with me tied to a bed. It is just the way life is for me. I am eager at every sound that moves through the house hoping my mistress is back to punish me more. The door opens and there she is standing in the shadows. I wish I weren't tied so I could jump to the floor and kneel at her feet but I am tied down so I can't even move. The ball gag in my mouth doesn't allow for anything more than a whimper.

She moves to the bed and checks my bonds and tightens a few. She brushes the hair from my face and then grabs all of it in one fist. She yanks my head back so my throat is exposed. She places one kiss on the side of my neck and tells me that if I come she will punish me until I can't even remember my own name.

She pulls out a toy from her bag and wraps it around my waist and lets it trail down to my vagina. Then she sticks it in and I know I am in trouble because I am already wet. She turns it on and my eyes roll back in my head fighting the need to orgasm. She senses my need and smirks as she stands up, towering over me on the bed. She opens her legs wide and I can see every single part of her. She reaches down and starts stroking herself while I watch.

I am starting to lose control and I close my eyes so I do not disobey. My mistress leans down and slaps me hard across the face. I am not allowed to close my eyes, she says. And she starts touching herself again. Her other hand trails her breasts while she starts to moan from her own pleasure. Tears fall down my eyes as I do my very best not to finish. She starts to move faster and moan louder until finally her head falls back and I see her orgasm fall onto my body.

I can't help it. My body shakes, I cry out. I cum.

Mistress is not pleased.

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.

Why should I bother?

Hello Darlings,

While you sometimes amuse me, my lovelies, I must pose the question, "What have you done for me lately?" I feel like you are forgetting to worship me like the mistress I am and I have so many important things to do throughout the day. *yawn* Some days it seems like too much effort.

Do you want me to keep dominating? Of course you do. But why should I? Leave a comment on how much of a good little submissive, sissy you are to tantalize me into posting tomorrow.

Mistress B.

Not A Good Day.

Today was not a good day for me. At. All. I won't give you the details except to say that: Why can't every man understand that he belongs under my heel?

I was happy to come here and remember that I have all of you who know your place. All of you take your punishments and thank me properly, thats the way it should always be, isnt it?

You'll happily let me take my frustration out on you, won't you darlings? Tell me how much you enjoy taking my punishments and returning with "Thank you ma'm, may I have another?"

Some of you have been slacking on commenting here and even forgetting certain rules at times. I feel like I must crack the whip more harshly for all of you to remember how lucky you are to have me. So brace yourselves my darlings.

I want a marathon of edging as long as you can and slapping your asses with those rulers. I want you all to get those painful clothespins, at least ten. The wooden ones. When you clip them on I want big amounts of skin in there so that they can really hang on. There will be one on each nipple, one on each inner thigh, one just below each arm pit. Then you can choose where to put the last four. Be creative and make sure its somewhere that will please me. Leave those pins on for at least six minutes and then slowly take each one off and thank me outloud when you do.

This is just the beginning until I feel like all of you have learned your place again.

-Mistress B

PostSecret.

Hello Darlings,

I am slightly ill and have been in bed for most of the weekend. I am not feeling up to showing you how to be a proper sissy today. But since it is Sunday I will share something with you and command something as well.

One of the many sites I frequent is called postsecret. Ever heard of it? It is an online art community where people send in their secrets on a postcard to an address. The man started it as a simple art project and now it has grown into a worldwide phenomenon. I have been tempted to send in a few secrets of my own. New secrets are uploaded every Sunday on the website and he has come out with multiple books filled with these secrets.

I want you all to check out the site: postsecret.com

And after you have finished looking at all the secrets I want you to think of a secret you would send it. Get as deep, as artistic, as dirty as you little girls like. And then... I want you to make it and send it in. This will please me greatly, Darlings. Do not fail me.

You are welcome to send your secrets to me as well but you are not obligated to.
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.

There's A Contest Coming Soon....

I'm giving all of you notice ahead of time. In the near future I will start a contest between all my sissies. I will not tell you much about it now, but I warn you now that you might want to ask to be denied and save your orgasms for when it starts.

Beyond that, I am bored tonight and had a challenging day. Tell me a story darlings. Maybe how you first realized your wanted to be feminine? or a recent fantasy you have been dreaming of?

Make sure its something that will please me.

Oh and compliment me as well. As I said I'm feeling down today. Tell me something flattering. If you can make me blush with your worshipping words to me I will tell you more about the upcoming contest.

Mistress B.

Her Pet.

Hello fellow slaves,

I will be posting tonight in place of Mistress B. She has told to post because she feels many of you may be forgetting your place beneath her and getting too friendly. I am here to remind you that we are barely worth her attention. She is fond of many of you but do not mistake fondness for neediness. We are the ones who need her.

I hope you all enjoyed the dice game I suggested to Mistress. I have not had to play since I have recently returned to her good graces. In the past, many of you have stated your jealousy towards me. Well you should be jealous. I get to see her in person. I have even touched her skin at times when she is discipling me or the rare moments of reward. Mistress has told me to remind you of your place by mentioning these things. I do not wish to draw your frustration against me.

There will be no orgasms for anyone in the next twenty-four hours (unless told otherwise in emails). You may edge or ignore your urges all together, that is up to you.

Her Pet.