In the sunshine.

Hello Darlings,

Would you like to hear an interesting story? One of my once in a while playthings came through town and we decided to celebrate. A room in my home is getting painted and unfortunately, my whole house smells like paint. We got creative. I had him strip down to nothing and put on a pair of my pink lace panties and carry out some toys for us to play with. I am lucky enough to live in a wooded area and was able to actually handcuff him to a low hanging branch. (No worries you shy dears. We were completely alone and no one could have seen from any direction.) I have never tried anything outdoors because when it comes to sex, I prefer luxury over .... I almost said roughing it but that wouldn't be true would it? ;)
I'm getting off topic, so this was my first time outdoors and it was quite... exhilarating. I've played in public before, as you well know, but this was somehow different. It was ... carnal and dirty, literally. He definitely had a few bruises, scratches, and mud patches when I was done with him. I very rarely make my toys bleed but this time I did it on accident. His lovely body was covered with scratches from the tree when I shoved Wynonna into him. I might have even yelled a little.
Afterwards, we went inside and I let him bathe me to get all the dirt off my body. It was quite a fun day. Do any of you have experiences outside that you would like to share? I'm considering trying again sometime.

Have a wonderful day, dears.
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.

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.

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.

Mmmm.

Hello my lovelies,

Guess what? Your mistress is a little tipsy tonight. *grin* I don't do it very often because it makes me wild. I am always a fair and balanced mistress except for the rare occasion when I drink. Now I don't care- not even a little- about your wants and desires. All I am thinking about right now is how much I wish I could get my hands on all of you right now. Put you on your knees before me and show you how dominating a mistress can be. I wouldn't heed your screams, pleas, or bargains. The only voice I would heed was my own as it was laughing at your sissy discomfort. The last time I drank and played was with my Pet. It will forever be a night he remembers. He was on all fours in my playroom for hours as I had my way with him. I never even spoke to him. I used Wynonna. *grin* I used him. I did everything and anything I wanted. Katrina watched that night and the next morning when I woke up beside her she told me that I had never been more scary. We did some things that morning because my performance the night before had rattled her so.

So, I apologize darlings because we are so far away. If you were here you would have the night of your life.

Mistress B.

Sunday fun for Mistress.

Hello Darlings,

Did you enjoy your orgasms? I know you did. Now ask me if you get to orgasm tonight. *grin* No, you don't. Put your sissy cocks back in your sissy panties for the night and dream of me.

But, since I am feeling generous, I will tell you about my orgasm last night. While on vacation I wasn't able to don any of my Mistress B. nighttime attire and I missed it. So, last night I called my little slut over and made him my playmate for the night. My Pet was very grateful because he was in his chastity lock while I was away as a good slave should be. He walked into my play room and I was in the middle of the floor standing in six inch heels, leather, and all necessary domm accessories. He dropped immediately to the floor like he knew he should and crawled to me with his head bowed. I simply took out Wynonna and pointed to the floor and he took position: all fours with his legs spread. I bent over and kissed the small of his back- a huge sign of affection from me and got to work.

His screams sent chills down my spine and orgasms through my body. It was the best welcome home I could have asked of him. He never said anything but thank you and please don't stop. *grin* Eventually, I tied him to my specialty cuffs. I was very excited about this addition to my play room. They are shackles that hang from the ceiling and I had them installed right before I went on vacation. The woman that installed them just laughed and told me to have a good time. I simply smiled and told her I would.

Those shackles were wonderful and added a whole new level to punishments with my Pet. Can you imagine being tied up with my shackles you little sissy?

Mistress B.

A small rant on beliefs.

Hello Darlings,

I was standing in my kitchen today cooking dinner and thinking about all of you. You please me so often and make Wynonna twitch with your submission. You are all very good girls and boys. An email I got recently made me think about the society we live in and I wanted to post something more broad tonight.

I have always, always been an advocate for sexual freedom and equality. I have always supported gay rights and fetish acceptance. Anyone who would make you feel wrong or dirty for expressing who you are or what you want should be ashamed- not you. I can imagine some of you have had difficulties in your lives with accepting yourselves, let alone getting others to accept you. I know I have. I have never hid who I am or what I do and have run into many bigots along the way. DON'T LET THEM HURT YOU! You are all beautiful in your own unique ways. Even coming to this site means you have accepted or at least acknowledged a part of you that some people would look down their nose at. Good for you! Be who you are and just be happy. Just know there are so many people just like you- you're not a freak, what you want isn't weird, and there is nothing to be ashamed of.

I didn't mean for that to turn into a long, soap box speech. All I wanted to say was that you are beautiful and all you should strive to be is happy.

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.