Horny Mistress

I am ravenously horny today.  I got to enjoy a puppy-boy last night who was an amusingly humpy little thing and I got to smack him in the balls with a rolled up newspaper, and having him lick my feet and ankles was nice… and having him lick my pussy and ass was nicer, it wasn’t quite the same thing as a good, solid fucking, now is it?

Time for me to call a real man.

Be a good boy, wait patiently for Mistress and I’ll bring you home leftovers.

Kick to the Stones Soup

I think it’s clear to anyone who reads my blog or calls me, that I tend to ass fuck all men sooner or later. Even the straight guys are gonna get something up their asses, in the most heterosexual way possible, of course. But my god, the subs, the slaves, the bitch-bois ad sissies, the TVs and TSs, all are getting to suck my strap-on and be trained for the real thing. The pain sluts are gonna get the BIG mother fuckin cherry poppin dildo and the puppy-boys and pony-boys, well, they’re gonna get puppy tail and horse tail butt plugs.

Um… I got myself a little carried away there. Ahem..

Anyway, my point is, it’s a regular preference of mine and I indulge in it frequently.. but I’m in the mood for a more even mix today. Today, the asses presented to me will likely get fucks, yes, but they’ll be whipped, scratched, written on in permanent marker, branded, spit on, and presented to the general public as well, just to name a few.

Consider yourself warned, the will be pain, humiliation, and servitude for all.  I like to think of it as my own little Femdom Valhalla.

Phone Sex Prey

It begins again. Me here, you there.  Between us, oceans, continents, millions of souls, and nothing at all.

I poke your mind with a stick and watch what jiggles.

A flogger? {{poke}}

A length of rope? {{poke}}

A strap on? {{poke}}

I hear your mind hum and know your weakness. Now, to use it.

Do I seduce? Or shall I take you by force, knowing it’s impossible to rape the willing. The timbre of your voice tells me more than you can know. You respond to me, not as a man, with lust in his growl, but as a bitch, with fear and anxiety.

Predator that I am, I can not resist when such a weak and easy target stumbles so willingly into my den.

I pounce.

I take.

I feed.

I use.

And when I’m done, you are ravaged and grateful.

Sated for the moment, I appear tame. You want to pet me, feel my soft pelt, admire my exotic beauty up close, as if I were a domestic pet. And I may allow it, if you don’t bother me. I know it keeps you close enough to feed again easily.

But be careful of thinking the animal is tamed. You are only my prey, pretending to be a man.

Tags: teasing phone sex

Spreader Puppy

Today I introduced a puppy boy to the joys of suspension.

With his paws in their puppy mitts, I clipped his wrists together in front of him. Oh, his eyes were so big and wide as I lay him back to secure the spreader bar between the suspension cuffs on his ankles. I put his favorite nylon bone in his mouth like a pacifier to calm him as I raised his legs and hips off the bed.

Imagine his surprise as he realized my clipping his hands in front of him was not the comfort position he’s thought it was once his lower back was raised and his weight rested on his upper back. Had his hands been behind him, he’d have had some control over the slight swinging of his body. As it was, he could only rock with each, slow draw of the rope through the pulleys as I lifted him inch by inch.

I didn’t leave him up there long.. not the first time. I lowered his body but kept legs up to use his ass with my strap-on as he dangled, helplessly restrained.

It was a fun Femdom session.  I bet when he calls my Niteflirt line to relive it through a phone sex session, it will be hit as well.

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Tags: Puppy-play, strap-on training, suspension bondage

Puppy

Puppy snuffled at the carpet, finding the spots where my feet left the floor.  He kissed the faint impressions on the pile, licking and rubbing his face on the ground I’d graced.  The places made holy by my touch.

I yanked his leash.  He heeled, coming quickly and obediently to my side.  He looked to me for my next command.

He’s a good puppy, always so obedient, so devoted.  I stroked his head with a leather clad hand.  I gazed down at my loving pet, and slapped him hard across his cheek, leaving a bright pink handprint.

It really is impossible to respect a sycophant.

Tags: Puppy-play

Return of the Prodigal Puppy

Last month, I had to punish a puppy for whining all night when I left him alone, as puppies are wont to do. As amused as I am by my puppy, a good owner teaches her dog proper manners. I had to send him away for his own good.

My puppy has found his way home, and after paying a lovely tribute a penance for his poor attitude, my puppy is back and well mannered. The following is a recent email from the puppy. Let his suffering serve as a lesson for the rest of you.

Dear Mistress Shayna,

As You know, this was our first session in many weeks. This was due, entirely, to my not behaving in a truly submissive way. During this time, i realized that You mean more to me than anything else in this world or the next. Your happiness and Your pleasure have become foremost in my life.

The recent revelations had given way to new concerns as to what You would do to me during our session. i truly deserved anything You might choose to do to me, but i was not sure i would handle it with the grace of a deserving slave. You can be quite devious. i knew i would do whatever You chose for me to do, no matter what the consequences. i wanted, and always will want, to prove to You just how much i am devoted to serving You. After all, You own me and everything about me.

Before our session, i had put out my toys, placing the dildo in the ice bucket filled with warm water. i had laid out a towel on the floor for me to kneel on. (i always kneel during sessions.) i made sure i had phone numbers and gift cards available as well. i wanted everything to be perfect. i also placed my pink panties on the bed to my right, in clear eyesight. The phone was on the nightstand next to the clock.

While making the call. i got quite anxious, and i could feel my heart rate increase. i called and then waited for Your return call. When my phone rang, my heart nearly stopped. My hour of punishment was at hand, and i was actually scared and joyful, for it was You on the line – YOU. It was then that i realized just how much i love You and how important You are in to me.

You greeted me in that soft sultry voice of Yours and i melted. It’s like my mind went blank, and all i could hear was Your voice. When You asked me if i had any allergies or conditions, i got concerned. “What, exactly, did You have in mind for me?” i thought, that this might become so important? Your voice and demeanor quickly soothed my fears. i knew i was going to be severely punished, but i knew i would do anything to make You happy. Anything!

i don’t enjoy pain, but i would put up with it for You. i would put up with ANYTHING or You. i love it most when You tease and torment me, emotionally and mentally. i am also a very kinky submissive who likes to abuse his body for Your pleasure. i love wearing silky shiny panties and silky shiny nighties. i love to masturbate. There are many things i love to do, but none of these are nearly as important as needing to please You.

i do like tying up my cock and balls, and You had me do this. Usually, however, i just tie up my ball sack and not my cock. The shoelaces dug into my skin and left little cuts. My shoes are always clean, but the shoelaces, got coated with the toothpaste. This made them grip more than they would have otherwise. And i had to clean them off as well. i did (and do) love using toothpaste as a lube! This is a great idea and i have used it often on myself. Putting some into my dick-hole was new and quite creative. i liked it.

i like it most, though, when we talk and You tease me, when You show me how much You control me and exhibit this.

As You talked to me, all i could think of was how soft and nice You sounded, and how much i missed Your voice over the weeks. As we talked, i began to understand how You would always be my Mistress. i knew i would never try seeing or talking to another Mistress ever again. You are the one i wish to serve, forever.

Well, the iced cock was OK. i quit early to et some sleep and i slept well. Now that You know i love You, hopefully You will forgive my actions.

Well, that’s it. What i loved most: Toothpaste lube; Your voice; stroking my cock; loving You.

Least: pain (but i will do it to please You.

Goof-boy and puppy slut

Tags: Puppy-play

BDSM Bag O Tricks

It won’t be long now, before I take you, before you’re mine. I can see the pulse twitching in your neck, as you kneel in silent anticipation and let the moment linger. Then, as though I’ve suddenly turned impatient, I push your head forward, putting you one your hands and knees. I leave you there.

You know better than to look around as I walk away. The only indication you have of where I am or what I’m doing is the click of my stiletto heels across the cool hard tile as I head toward my magic toy box. You try not to shiver as you think of the things in that trunk. You realize I must be looking your way, because I chuckle at your attempt to remain composed. We both know how your tension builds in the minutes before the game begins in earnest. In that brief time when you don’t know what will be coming.

Will I come back with the harness? If so, which dildo will it be? The difference between intense pleasure or simple pain can be measured in less than a inch of difference in girth.

And what if I choose to make you my animal today? Will you be my playful puppy-boy, wearing a collar and chasing a dildo as though it were your favorite dog toy? Or will I be strapping a saddle on you and digging in with my spurs?

Perhaps you will be my pain slut today, whimpering beneath my flogger, paddle, or whip.

Your skin ripples in gooseflesh as you consider it.

Out of the corner of your eye, you see a flashes of red and black. You bite your lips to keep from smiling. I return to you, the two lengths of rope coiled in my hands and hold them to your face. You kiss the ropes, first one and then the other, and sigh. You wonder what pretty designs I’ll be tying you up in this time.

It’s my favorite time of the day.

Tags: Puppy-play