Archive for July, 2007

Here is the blog of the day:

I know you want Me. I know that you want to worship My exquisitely perfect Shemale body and serve under My six-inch spike heeled black pumps. I know that a single moment’s glance from Me will have you on your knees begging to release total control to Me and that My elegance, grace, intelligence, and power will intoxicate your every waking moment. I will infiltrate your dreams and dominate your fantasies.

 

I may allow you to beg to cum for Me as a tribute to My control over your pathetic little cock, but this will only happen if you please Me. Mistress always comes first in Her slave’s life and you will beg to see, feel, and taste Her cum as a matter of who you are, My helpless and completely weak worshipper and absolutely powerless servant.My dominance is sensual as I am a horny, erotic, and sophisticated Mistress, capable of sweetly addicting cruelty and gently nurturing control. I do not tolerate disobediance, disrespect, topping from the bottom, or jealousy among My harem of bottom bitches and you shall thank Me for any and all time I choose to spend attending to your need to submit fully to Me.

 

I will make you into My cock slut, sissies will be teased and made prettier, bitches will be forcibly feminized, money pigs will have their wallets emptied, losers will be humiliated, tiny cocks will be chastised, cuckolds will be teased and denied, cock whores will be used and abused, wimps will be bound, foot fetishists will suck My toes, smell My feet, and lick My soles, leg worshippers will quiver at My ankles, pain sluts will be tortured in CBT heaven, slaves will be collared, leashed, and trained to My specifications, and all men will be My sluts.

 

I am the best of both worlds, of all worlds, the Alpha Shemale with the dominant cock of gold, and you will do whatever you can to exist within the divine realm of My hypnotic gaze and My perfect body, towering over you at 6?6? in heels, supporting My beautiful stocking encased long legs. I know you want Me and I will own you, mind, body, and soul, My fingernails digging deep into your flesh.

Mistress Jocelyn’s Blog

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The Dreamer

A lezbian Love Story

Have you ever wondered if your dreams were real? I know I have. Or maybe I wished that some of them were. The ones where I was happy, where she was. The dreams that showed me with my true love. Or what I imagined her to be. Tall, dark hair that falls to the shoulders in velvety ripples. Fair skin, striking blue eyes. Soft rose lips, slender hands and slender build. Every time I dreamed of her I could feel her touch on my skin long after I had awoke. Sometimes I would lay there and relive the dream in my mind. The way she would run her hands over my body. Every silky caress burned into my skin like a brand. Every kiss, every whisper. So painfully real. Why couldn’t she be real? Why couldn’t I find her? What must I do to feel this past my dreams? In life? As before there is no one to answer me. Only the memories of my dream. Memories of a lover I had yet to meet. I live for my dreams, for the moment of happiness that they afford. Life holds no splendor nor enchantment anymore. When the alarm rings it is a monster calling to me. Calling me back to a life where I am nothing. Loved by no one, and loving no one. To a bleak place of desolation.

Groaning I get up and get ready to face the day. Another day of the same old routine. The daily drudge of work and life, hours until I am back where I feel at home. Hours until I can be back with my dreams. Go back to her. Tears fall down my face. This is not the life I imagined when I was a child. I always thought that when I was grown up that I would find my princess. My truest love, not all these toads and rats that seem to find me. I want to fall into my dreams and never wake again.

Walking to work I think about the upcoming evening. I had promised my friend Natalie that I would go clubbing with her. Going to the club with Natalie always proves to be interesting. She would wear something vampy that set off her figure. Usually a form fitting dress or top. Last time she wore a gold top that accentuated her lean figure and small breasts. And a short skirt that showed off her long legs. Her beautiful raven hair was newly cut in a wedge that accentuated her heart shaped face. Her blue eyes were the color of midnight. She always had one boyfriend or another. I wish I could be like that. Except I am not tall and leggy. I am short and voluptuous. My hair usually honey gold blonde, is dyed a deep ruby red. My eyes are green sometimes, while gray others. I can never keep up with it. I wear glasses that make me look like a librarian. You would think women liked the naughty librarian look. If they do then I am getting the short end of the stick. Or maybe it’s that I am looking for her. The woman in my dreams. Anyhow I had promised Natalie I would go out with her tonight. I needed to get a new outfit. I would go shopping after work to pick up something new. My wardrobe needed major updating. I wondered if Natalie would want to go with me. Probably not she would need to go home and take the requisite three hours to get ready her look seemed to need.

I work in a tall grey building that looks like every other uniformed skyscraper in New York. You could walk for three blocks and see the same old dreary landscape. That is not saying much is it. I work for the Wolfram and Heart Law firm. The firm is fairly new having been in business only ten years. I think it was started by a father son team. I don’t really know. The offices are plush, catering only to the rich and famous. You never really know who you will see. Or what case they are brining in. It is mostly divorces. I work the front desk. My desk is located in a beautiful lobby. Two chairs are strategically spaced. With magazines littered on the various tables. Oh and a TV in the corner hums quietly.

My tasks are mainly checking the guests in and making sure they are comfterable while they are waiting. (The only other task I have is answering the phones).Nothing is too much for them. I spend a majority of my time being a gopher. Fetching drinks and the like. The pay is good though. I make much more then the average secretary so I am not complaining. It was how I met Natalie too. She is one of the firm’s clients. She used us for her first divorced and then for a lawsuit against her former boss. Something about sexual harassment.

Work was the usual. I fetched drinks for everyone. Made sure they were comfterable had everything they needed. I wonder sometimes about their life. What it is like to be rich and famous. To have everything I needed taken care of for me. Sigh, I never will find out. I am destined to have my boring little life.

The club we went to was a little different then what we usually go to. It was a fetish club called Jayde’s Secret. I only agreed to go because I wanted something different and have always harbored a secret desire to find out what it would be like to be in chains so to speak. I had even bought a new outfit for the occasion. I bought an all leather outfit. A tight leather halter that pushed my breasts up, and a pair of skin tight leather pants, with seven inch stiletto boots that reached the knee and had a platform at the toe. My makeup was done darker and more daring then I had ever done before. Kohl rimmed eyes, black eye shadow with a dusting of silver, red lipstick to top it off. My hair framed my face in curls. I thought I looked hot and for once I felt sexy. Leather can do that to a girl.

The main part of the club was a big room filled with mist and with strobe lights. There was a big floor that in any other club would have been a dance floor. In this club it was filled with various people involved in D/s activities. I enjoyed watching it. Though I had thought for many years on wanting to do this I had never had the guts until now and that was mostly due to Natalie coaxing me to come. Her latest boyfriend was a promenat Dominate in the club. He performed in what they called the cabaret. Mostly it was a live leather show. Where the seductive delights of bdsm was performed for the amusement of the onlookers. Watching a sub being tied up and suspended I could feel myself becoming aroused. I blushed feeling slightly ashamed at wanting that for myself. I glanced around to make sure no one was watching me. Then I did some people watching. After about an hour I spotted a tall figure with long hair. My breath caught in my throat. It couldn’t be. Then she turned around. The woman from my dreams. She was here. I couldn’t stop watching her. She was exactly like in my dreams. Graceful, powerful, and feline. I do not know how long I had watched her, but I found her staring back. I blushed scarlet and looked down. A moment later she was in front of me.
“Hello.” Her voice was every bit as smooth and sexy as I imagined, pouring over me like honey. Smooth, golden, inviting.
“Hi.” She was in front of me and all I could say was hi? God I was a fool.
“I noticed you looking at me.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t’ mean to stare.”
“That was quite all right. I was staring right back. You are lovely. Are you new here? I don’t think I have ever seen you before.”
“This is my first time coming. Though I had thought of it before.”
“Really, then why haven’t you ever come before then?” She leaned on the bar next to me. Just inches away.
“I-I am not really sure. To afraid to I guess.” I felt so stupid. Why couldn’t I talk normal? He smiled. God he had a sexy smile.
“Well you should have come before, we don’t bite unless asked.” Her laughter washed over me like velvet. She took my hand.
“Come with me.” I followed her through the crush of people to a small corridor that was just off the dance floor. It was small and dark black walls making it seem smaller then it was. He led me down it to a small door. Then into a room. The room was like nothing I had ever seen before. Red walls with black drapery hanging from it. A small cage graced one corner, and chains extended from the ceiling with leather cuffs attracted. Similar ones came out from the wall. At the far end was a canopy bed, with black drapes. The sheets looked to be black satin.

Leading me to where the the chains came out of the wall she ordered me to stand there. Then walking to a shadowy corner she open a black trunk I had not seen before and rummaged around in it. When she returned he was carring what appeared to be a corset, a pair of black leather golves and a leather thong.
“Strip.”
I did. NO arguments. How can you argue with someone so commanding? Once I was naked she handed me the thong and told me to put it on. God leather feels so good. Then she pulled my hands above my head and told me to hold on to the leather cuffs just above me. Moving quickly she laced me into the corset, then pulled my hands in front of me and put on the leather gloves.
“Now put your boots on again.”
Pulling my boots on I stood there and waited while he looked me up and down apraising me.
“Hold your hands above your head.” Once I had done that she fastened my hands into the cuffs. Then moving behind me she kicked my legs apart and and fastened the leg cuffs around my ankles. I started to shiver in anticipation. I couldn’t belive that this was happening. My every dream come true. I was so lost in this thought that I didnt notice her putting a blind fold on me untill she was done.
“Now girl, what shall I do with you? Hmmm? Shall I flog you? No, I think we shall warm up with a good spanking.” Her hand hit my bare ass, hard and sharp. I jumped.. and wimpered. She hit me again. Then started raining sharp blows in quick succession. I thought it would never end. Then I felt something smooth being run over my ass. Then a more painfull sensation. What was he doing? Oh god it felt good.
“Are you enjoying yourself my little slut? Do you want more?”
“Yes.”
“Yes Mitress”
“Yes Mistress” The words rolled off my tounge. A new feeling washed over me. One I could not define. But it made me feel whole. Complete. I felt her behind me. Still hitting me. Alternating between, the object she was using with her hand. When I thought the pain would become unbaralbe she stopped.
“I am going to untie you. When I do you are to get on your knees and follow me. I will guide you with a leash.” Snapping a collar around my neck, then snapping a leash to it she untied me. I dropped to my hands and knees and followed the gentle pressure of the leash. A moment later she helped me up and pushed me back on the bed.
“Turn aournd and get on your hands and knees. I want to see that beautifull red ass.”
“Yes Mistress.”
“Thats a good lil slut” She purred. Her silky voice washed over me like honey. I would have done anything for that voice. I felt her grab my hair. Then She shoved a large strap on inside of me, hard and rough. I moaned. She plunged into me again and again, pulling my hair all the while. I was lost.. I could feel nothing but what she was doing to me. The sensations washed over me in waves of pleasure and pain.
“Cum for me, now.” I exploded, moaning loudly, the world awash in the sensations i was feeling. I was conscious of nothing but my orgasam. I came to when I felt her turn me over and shove her pussy over my mouth. I sucked and licked it hungrily, hearing her moans of pleasure. Feeling her come I sucked every last drop greedily. Delighting in her, in hergift to me. I lay back limp and sated. This is what I had been looking for.

Gothique’s Blog

Here is the blog of the day:

I recently found out that a buddy loser friend of mine loves to watch his wife cheat on him. No not the typical lets go pick out a hot young stud no we are talking about him hiding in the closet, jerking off into a sock while his wife does a guy she brought home from the club that she lied about going too. He has known for a while and wanted to confront her but the thought of watching her seduce a younger man is so much of a turn on he couldn’t turn away.

He talk at length about watching her convince them to go to the bed room and tell them about fucking her husband in the bed and how much he sucked. How she longed for a fuck session with a cock that was larger than four inches and could pump her hard. She would glide her hand gently up and down the out side of their trousers and they would wiggle in their nice shirts and try to hide what can not be hidden. At some point she would grab the pipe and begin to manipulate it in such a way to make him scream in side of his head and submit to laying on the bed as she crotches on top and her ass in the air and sucks his cock. He is huffing her name softly then louder as she tears her offending clothes off and prepares to ride him for his life.

Using her hands and arms as guides, she positions her self on top of his cock and drops down the pole as it reaches her whole and she releases a sigh of relief. She calls out his name and says FUCK ME, FUCK ME LIKE A REAL MAN!!!!!!!! He lifts his ass up and pumps hard into her, causing her to scream louder then she cums on his cock as he pulls out and she drinks in the cum that she bade him to produce.

All the while her husband has exploded about 12 times for he is a pathetic one minute man. Well all I have to say is heres to the girl, for she has great head on her shoulder!

Beth’s Blog

Here is the blog of the day:

I am a life style domme, wholely and solely! Taking your money and ignoring you, making you drink alcohol and be drunk, or even just to make you writhe in pain; it is all so sweet to me! Watching you in your cowardice under my malice, what a wonderful domain. You beg for more and I ignore your futile pleads and continue making you want me because I don’t want you. I am the unattainable, the luxury that is just out of your reach; you can stretch your hand out to me just only slip your finger tips to the tips of my blood drenched claws and ohh pleasure that gives your maggot ass. You know that I want nothing more than to eliminate your faggot ass from my view, so in turn you pay me to keep you in my sight. That you must, pay me in blood or bank no matter, for when my fangs enter your flesh you will feel the pain. You love the tingle that my fangs leave on you long after the receiver to the phone is placed in its cradle as you gaze into your bank account and see a $500 whole in it.

Till later LOSERS

Princess Megan’s Blog

Here is the submitter of the day:

I caught myself thinking back to something that happened two years ago, when I visited my favorite place in the world—New York City. It was a beautiful summer day and I had on a yellow halter-top with a short denim skirt—with nothing underneath it. I walked down the street from the hotel I was staying at and I could feel eyes looking at me… I loved the attention, and I still love attention.

I made my way down the steps to the subway and, lucky for me, didn’t have to wait long before a train pulled in. I wondered onto the subway and I looked around for available seats when I saw him… the most gorgeous man I had ever seen in my entire life! He was about 6 feet tall, with chestnut brown hair and gorgeous blue eyes. He was wearing a wifebeater and jeans with holes in the knees. He had tan skin and very toned arms crossed on his chest.

I spotted an empty seat across from him and sat down in it. He looked at me and smiled, and I winked at him as I bit my lower lip playfully. I watched his eyes as they traveled up and down my body. I leaned back a little and I uncrossed my legs. Ever so slowly, I started to spread them apart, teasing him with my young, clean-shaven pussy. I saw a bulge start to form in his pants, and I smiled at him again. We reached the next stop and I stood to get off. He jumped up, and I asked him if this was his stop too. He said, “It is now.”

After we were off the subway car, he took my hand and practically dragged me to the nearest restroom. He chose one of those single-person bathrooms for handicapped people and so once we were inside he was able to lock the door. His pants were unzipped in seconds, and he took a step toward me as he pulled his boxers down to free his throbbing cock. He grabbed my waist and pushed me up against the wall, and I wrapped my legs around him as his dick slid inside my tight wet cunt. It only lasted about 15 minutes, but to me, they were fifteen minutes of blissful sex… one of my fantasies has, after all, always been getting fucked against a wall in a dark alley… but a dark bathroom will suffice for now.

Teen Dream Emily’s Blog

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I have been told that I have the body of a Greek Goddess. Tight and perfect with a smoothness that isn’t mortal. I have been told that my breath is sweeter than freashy made candy apples and my voice is the song that awakens the Earth and brings forth the spring. No wonder I have oh so many followers at my skirt tail wanting to do my bidding. They worship me cause I am so much higher above them, they follow my commandments because there is no higher deity above me. I want them to sacrifice all of their happiness for my joy, write me sonnets and to forsake all other heathen religions.

I want you to take your crucifix and lick the bottom of it then I want you to gently insert it into your man pussy, that right your ass! Make your Jesus truly black with your naughty dirty ass. This image may not bother you, Jewish are you?? I want you to tattoo my name on your pathetic little cock so that you know that I am truly your Lady and you my property. I want you to spit on a idol of Buddha once a day and say your prayers to the swine that you call brethren! Speak in tongues and slither with serpents for I am the only idol that means anything to you. My will is law and my thoughts are the Bible you study from.

At the end of the day you scream my name and THAT is exactly how I like it!

Katherine’s Blog

Here is the Blog of the day: Memphis Millie

Sometimes rough sex really turns me on. I’ll go looking for a hook up that can give me what need. I found this guy the other night while out at a bar. I took him back to my place. He quickly walked up to me and pulled me roughly to him. He ripped open my blouse and I screamed. He pulled a ball gag out of his pocket and quickly shut me up. He ripped down my bra and roughly fondled my breasts. I tried to get away from his touch but he had me pinned against a wall. He teased my nipples until they were hard. He then pulled and bit on them until they were bright red. He ran his hands over my thighs, to the bottom of my knee length skirt, then under it. Sliding his hands between my thighs…telling me what a slut I was…how hot and wet my pussy was…how I needed a good hard fuck. He pushed me onto the coffee table. As I lay on my stomach he tied each of my thighs to the respective table leg. My skirt was now up around my waist. He handcuffed my wrists behind my back. He quickly ripped my panties off of me as he enjoyed my muffled screams. He spanked my ass and laughed at me. As I cried, he pulled up on my arms to lift my chest off the table and mauled my breasts, twisting and pinching my nipples. He then resumed spanking me. He told me he was going to fuck my ass and cum in my cunt. As I watched him, he took off his clothes. I began to struggle again; he moved between my legs and forced himself into my pussy. He told me to relax and enjoy it, and what a tight pussy I had. He pulled almost completely out and then rammed his cock into me with one swift thrust. He grabbed my hips and pulled me toward him as he slammed into me. He knew he wouldn’t last too long at that pace so he withdrew. He heard me sigh (a sigh of relief) and he laughed. He wasn’t even close to being done! He pushed his cock into my ass…I had never had it up the ass before, and he was not gentle! After initiating my ass, he pulled out and re-entered my cunt. I had finally tired of struggling and just lay there…waiting for him to finish. He asked me if I was ready for him to cum in my pussy. I didn’t reply so he reached under me and twisted my nipple until I shook my head yes. He let go of my abused nipple and continued with his long hard strokes. Finally he could hold out no longer and shot his cum deep inside me. He pulled my hips into him as the last few spurts shot out of his cock.

Millie’s Blog

Here is the blog of the day:

I don’t get the deal with men that think dates are set in stone. I really just don’t understand what is so wrong about not going if I find something else that fancies my interests. I mean you have already bored me and you aren’t even in my presence, why should I have to spend more time with you. Many are wondering what this rant is about… its about this fucktard with self entitlement issues, thinking that he can complain about my absence on a so called date.

Now this guy only peaks my interests slightly because of my perversion for popping the male ego. It’s so fragile; yet, large at the same time if you don’t go about it the right way then it can be impenatrable; this type of mind fuckery takes cunning and skill and Ted’s ego is just the challenge for me. I love to make him feel powerful then leave him waiting there thinking I am going to meet with him. Instead I call his co workers; rivals not friends, and invite them to buy me a cocktail. The always say yes and then go back to work the next day and heckle Ted about his “girlfriend”. He gets so fumed up, only to bite his tongue when I come around cause he knows I’ll put him in his place the swine.

This only makes him try harder to grab my attention but tonight was the finale of his annoying/whining ass. When he gave me my $230 new Coach bag, began to complain as always that I disrespect him blah, blah, blah. I gave a soft coy look for a moment…. then sat forward and spat a huge spit wad right into the center of his sad little face. I stood up and drove home with enough time to catch Hells Kitchen. Ohh did I forget to mention I took the bag as well??

Jade’s Blog

Here is the blog of the day: Hunter

Drinking has always been a love of mine and having fun with my guy friends but when you mix this with forced intoxication and you have a party!
Sure we were at a bar but I managed to get all my guy friends drunk by promising them little to nothing! Just a simple body shot off my flat tummy and these guys stood in line, paying me $5 a shot to lick my belly and then take a shot! It was glorious!

At first it was just a few of my friends then the whole bar was ordering so many rounds the bar tenders couldn’t keep up. In fact they asked that I come back the next night! To bad I have to study, sure I love to humiliate drunk men but I am a nerd HELLO! I make the word nerd sound so sexy though.

Anyways back to my story, so this guy gets so drunk he no longer wants to drink! I tell him just one more drink… for me, just one more. SO… he orders and once again I beseech him to do the same again, and again and again! Soon he was falling down drunk and his dick rock hard cause of his lust for my body! He stumbled off into the night leaving me with $100 bucks just from him.

It doesn’t get much better than that, Makes you want to be the campus’s most sexy nerd

Hunter’s Blog

Here is the blog of the day: Pandora

Call me what ever you want just don’t call me a liar! When I say I am a greedy, uncaring, selfish bitch; take my word… I am! Recently I went on a date with this LOSER who sat there the whole night just making my ears warm about all of his work at some geeky place like CompUServe, YEESh the least he could do is pass me a fifty while he bored me to tears. I tried so hard to change the subject cause he was kinda cute for a nerd but I never learn, on ce a loser always a loser, geeks never change! I sat through about 2 hours of his senseless prattle before I went to the ladies room to “freshen up”. I made my exit plan but then it struck me… he is a geek with deep pockets and a loser HELLO this is my calling my forte! I gathered up my wits and trotted back out there like a tiger on the prowl!

There he sat, prepared to have yet another girl walk out on him, what a moron! I began to ask about his income and money, house and car, and luxuries. He began to chat about things that interest me! That is when I suggested going to his place, which hes eyes widened and he agreed, quickly as well!

When we got to his 7 room house I sat on the couch and crossed my legs wide so to flash my panties. He was drooling, he took a trip to his bath room and this is when I took a trip to his wallet, I relieved him of $300 and went to the chaise. When he came back I had the twenties fanned out, his eyes grew angry as I giggled. I told him if he wants to watch me masturbate then he had to give me all that was before me. He pondered for a moment but he was no fool and agreed. It was so easy, I rubbed my pussy and got $300 from this loser… Did I mention my $400 tip?? NO Ohh well I got that TOO!

Princess Pandora’s Blog