Fem Dom story

December 17th, 2007

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Here is a story one of my favourite sluts sent me. We do phone sessions regularly, and this is one of his favourite fantasies. It’s fast becoming one of mine as well…

 
i arrived promptly and knocked nervously on Mistress’s door. i was breathing heavily - excited but very apprehensive and not knowing what to expect. For what seemed like ages to me there was no answer. Then i heard the door being opened. i was so relieved and thrilled when i saw it was Her but made sure to cast my eyes down respectfully as She looked at me.

 
“Well don’t keep me waiting slave, come in!” She said sternly.

 
i stepped inside, my pulse quickening as i wondered what would happen to me.

 
“No slave, on your knees, now. You do not stand up in my home without my permission today.” With that She slapped me quickly across the cheek.

 
“Yes Mistress” i said quickly once i caught my breath. As she lifted Her hand i caught sight of Her long painted nails. As i crawled along the floor this beautiful Lady towered over me, Her ample thighs and glorious behind moving gracefully just above me as i followed Her. She paused at a table to pick something up and i heard the tinkle of a metal chain. She reached down and i felt pain as She roughly grabbed me by the hair, pulling my head back, Her beautiful blue eyes staring strongly down at me.

 
“You’re my little pet, aren’t You?” She said as She passed the chain of the dog leash quickly over my neck and pulled on it twice.

 
“Yes Mistress!” i said obediently as i crawled along the floor as quickly as i could behind Her, into the next room.

 
“That’s my good pet.” She said. “Heel boy!”.

 
 i followed Her imposing but beautifully feminine curves closely, the leash constantly tugging on my neck and my knees aching a little on the hard floor but i couldn’t help but feel aroused - and nervous at the same time.
i glanced quickly around the room, being careful not to raise my eyes too high for Mistress. It was a fairly large room, with some sort of low bed near the middle, finished in what could only be black PVC. The walls were a deep red and i could see the light came from candles. Mistress was leading me towards the bed and i felt a rush of excitement when i glimpsed some of the equipment She had available there to torment me. There were restraints, chains, straps, floggers and crops and some things i didn’t recognise.
She turned to me, Her lovely long red hair cascading down towards Her voluptuous breasts, Her eyes locking on mine coldly.

 
“Take off all those clothes now slave. They don’t suit You at all. Do they?”

 
She seized my chin hard as She asked that question. Her grip was firm and a little painful and i could feel those long nails against my neck.

 
“No Mistress” i gasped quickly and began eagerly pulling off all my clothes.

 
“No slave, a neat pile!” She pointed and i did my best to put them down tidily but rushed back to Her. She stroked Her hand playfully over my back.

 
“Mmmm that’s my good slave boy. Mistress is pleased. And She’s got just the thing for a sissy like you.”

 
With that She pulled out a frilly dress edged with white lace and coloured a very pale pink.
i felt my face flushing with humiliation as She pulled it over my head. My breathing became heavier.

 
“Aren’t You my pretty slut?”

 
“Yes Mistress.”

 
“That’s right. Now show me what a good slut You are. Come on, up here.” She patted Her hand on the PVC bed.

 
i scrambled up quickly, not knowing what would happen next but longing to be close to Her.

 
i felt cold metal as She locked some shackles around my wrists, and then my ankles, holding me inescapably to the bed. i was utterly helpless.

 
“Ah that’s better now I’ve got you just where I want you slut.” She laughed as She playfully jiggled my balls in Her hand and brushed Her hand over my chest. As She did so, nervous as i was i couldn’t help but stare at those amazing breasts some more but my attention was seized back suddenly by a sharp pain as She pinched my right nipple, making me squirm on the bed only to be help back unforgivingly by the heavy shackles.
Mistress giggled and turned Her back to me, slowly lowering Her skirt and lovely light panties, gradually revealing the enormous contours of Her two stupendous buttocks. My cock was rock hard and my whole body twitched as She ran Her fingertips up the shaft, just brushing the head. i pulled hard against the chains, yearning for closer physical contact with Her lovely body.

 
My wishes came true as She lowered Her wonderful behind closer and closer down onto my face, letting out a lovely moan of pleasure as the flesh dropped onto me. i could barely breathe and was overwhelmed with the heady, intoxicating scent of Her butt and Her wet pussy. i could feel the wetness drip onto my chin and neck and the tremendous pressure of Her weight as She queened me.

 
“Ahhhh my slave, i’ve got You now!” She said with delight and i could hear that She had started to finger Herself as She sat on me. i felt Her legs moving about and squeezing the sides of my body as She shifted about with intense pleasure. As She played and played and moaned with arousal She was able to tease my cock with Her bare foot, driving me crazy.

 
Trapped under Her vast butt and twitching pussy my world was pitch dark, wet, painful, nearly suffocating yet oh so lovely. i could tell She didn’t want to stop and having Her slave under Her was turning Her on a lot! As She finally built to a wonderful climax She rocked roughly over my body and grabbed my chest hard, crying out loud in ecstacy.
i was aching, soaked in Her juices and so aroused now, longing to cum also. i gasped in air again and again as She lifted off me. She looked at me and Her full red lips grinned at me as She started to tease my cock mercilessly now with Her hands. i had barely got my breath back and my mind filled with the tickling, teasing sensation getting ever closer to the edge.

 
Just when i was going to cum She stopped abruptly!

 
“Right that’s all the pleasure you’re getting from me tonight slave! We don’t want to spoil you now do we?”

 
“Keep still, slave.” She undid the shackles and ordered me to turn over. Aching, breathless and so horny i found it difficult to turn over immeidately.

 
“Quickly slave!” She snapped strictly and locked all four shackles back onto my arms and legs as i lay on my front.

 
“That’s good” She said as She stuck Her hand up my frilly dress, grabbing my butt. She pulled the dress right up out of the way, onto my body. Again i wasn’t sure what to expect but the chains meant for sure there was no escaping it.

 
i saw out of the corner of my eye Her bend down by the bed to get something then come back to my butt where i couldn’t see what She was doing. She stroked it with the palm of Her hand then paused.

 
There was a sudden, sharp flurry of pain as something fluttered over and over against my buttocks. i cried out in pain and surprise.

 
“Good slut, take my riding crop!” She said with joy.

 
She continued at it settling into a slower, heavier rhythm, a while on each area of my butt before moving to another. The pain built up into a glow all over my bottom and i writhed around but was horny as ever. She paused to grab my balls and slap my back as well a couple of times.

 
“Mmmmm, nice red butt!” She said as She eventually unlocked me and pulled me up in Her strong arms.

 
“You’ve pleased me well today slut. Just remember i own You now and don’t forget to call me regularly.”

 
“Yes Mistress!” i said with excitement. It was an evening i would never forget.

 

 

 

 

Fem Dom story

December 17th, 2007

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Here is a story one of my favourite sluts sent me. We do phone sessions regularly, and this is one of his favourite fantasies. It’s fast becoming one of mine as well…
i arrived promptly and knocked nervously on Mistress’s door. i was breathing heavily - excited but very apprehensive and not knowing what to expect. For what seemed like ages to me there was no answer. Then i heard the door being opened. i was so relieved and thrilled when i saw it was Her but made sure to cast my eyes down respectfully as She looked at me.
“Well don’t keep me waiting slave, come in!” She said sternly.
i stepped inside, my pulse quickening as i wondered what would happen to me.
“No slave, on your knees, now. You do not stand up in my home without my permission today.”
With that She slapped me quickly across the cheek.
“Yes Mistress” i said quickly once i caught my breath. As she lifted Her hand i caught sight of Her long painted nails. As i crawled along the floor this beautiful Lady towered over me, Her ample thighs and glorious behind moving gracefully just above me as i followed Her. She paused at a table to pick something up and i heard the tinkle of a metal chain. She reached down and i felt pain as She roughly grabbed me by the hair, pulling my head back, Her beautiful blue eyes staring strongly down at me.
“You’re my little pet, aren’t You?” She said as She passed the chain of the dog leash quickly over my neck and pulled on it twice.
“Yes Mistress!” i said obediently as i crawled along the floor as quickly as i could behind Her, into the next room.
“That’s my good pet.” She said. “Heel boy!”.
 i followed Her imposing but beautifully feminine curves closely, the leash constantly tugging on my neck and my knees aching a little on the hard floor but i couldn’t help but feel aroused - and nervous at the same time.
i glanced quickly around the room, being careful not to raise my eyes too high for Mistress. It was a fairly large room, with some sort of low bed near the middle, finished in what could only be black PVC. The walls were a deep red and i could see the light came from candles. Mistress was leading me towards the bed and i felt a rush of excitement when i glimpsed some of the equipment She had available there to torment me. There were restraints, chains, straps, floggers and crops and some things i didn’t recognise.
She turned to me, Her lovely long red hair cascading down towards Her voluptuous breasts, Her eyes locking on mine coldly.
“Take off all those clothes now slave. They don’t suit You at all. Do they?”
She seized my chin hard as She asked that question. Her grip was firm and a little painful and i could feel those long nails against my neck.
“No Mistress” i gasped quickly and began eagerly pulling off all my clothes.
“No slave, a neat pile!” She pointed and i did my best to put them down tidily but rushed back to Her. She stroked Her hand playfully over my back.
“Mmmm that’s my good slave boy. Mistress is pleased. And She’s got just the thing for a sissy like you.”
With that She pulled out a frilly dress edged with white lace and coloured a very pale pink.
i felt my face flushing with humiliation as She pulled it over my head. My breathing became heavier.
“Aren’t You my pretty slut?”
“Yes Mistress.”
“That’s right. Now show me what a good slut You are. Come on, up here.” She patted Her hand on the PVC bed.
i scrambled up quickly, not knowing what would happen next but longing to be close to Her.
i felt cold metal as She locked some shackles around my wrists, and then my ankles, holding me inescapably to the bed. i was utterly helpless.
“Ah that’s better now I’ve got you just where I want you slut.” She laughed as She playfully jiggled my balls in Her hand and brushed Her hand over my chest. As She did so, nervous as i was i couldn’t help but stare at those amazing breasts some more but my attention was seized back suddenly by a sharp pain as She pinched my right nipple, making me squirm on the bed only to be help back unforgivingly by the heavy shackles.
Mistress giggled and turned Her back to me, slowly lowering Her skirt and lovely light panties, gradually revealing the enormous contours of Her two stupendous buttocks. My cock was rock hard and my whole body twitched as She ran Her fingertips up the shaft, just brushing the head. i pulled hard against the chains, yearning for closer physical contact with Her lovely body.
My wishes came true as She lowered Her wonderful behind closer and closer down onto my face, letting out a lovely moan of pleasure as the flesh dropped onto me. i could barely breathe and was overwhelmed with the heady, intoxicating scent of Her butt and Her wet pussy. i could feel the wetness drip onto my chin and neck and the tremendous pressure of Her weight as She queened me.
“Ahhhh my slave, i’ve got You now!” She said with delight and i could hear that She had started to finger Herself as She sat on me. i felt Her legs moving about and squeezing the sides of my body as She shifted about with intense pleasure. As She played and played and moaned with arousal She was able to tease my cock with Her bare foot, driving me crazy.
Trapped under Her vast butt and twitching pussy my world was pitch dark, wet, painful, nearly suffocating yet oh so lovely. i could tell She didn’t want to stop and having Her slave under Her was turning Her on a lot! As She finally built to a wonderful climax She rocked roughly over my body and grabbed my chest hard, crying out loud in ecstacy.
i was aching, soaked in Her juices and so aroused now, longing to cum also. i gasped in air again and again as She lifted off me. She looked at me and Her full red lips grinned at me as She started to tease my cock mercilessly now with Her hands. i had barely got my breath back and my mind filled with the tickling, teasing sensation getting ever closer to the edge.
Just when i was going to cum She stopped abruptly!
“Right that’s all the pleasure you’re getting from me tonight slave! We don’t want to spoil you now do we?”
“Keep still, slave.” She undid the shackles and ordered me to turn over. Aching, breathless and so horny i found it difficult to turn over immeidately.
“Quickly slave!” She snapped strictly and locked all four shackles back onto my arms and legs as i lay on my front.
“That’s good” She said as She stuck Her hand up my frilly dress, grabbing my butt. She pulled the dress right up out of the way, onto my body. Again i wasn’t sure what to expect but the chains meant for sure there was no escaping it.
i saw out of the corner of my eye Her bend down by the bed to get something then come back to my butt where i couldn’t see what She was doing. She stroked it with the palm of Her hand then paused.
There was a sudden, sharp flurry of pain as something fluttered over and over against my buttocks. i cried out in pain and surprise.
“Good slut, take my riding crop!” She said with joy.
She continued at it settling into a slower, heavier rhythm, a while on each area of my butt before moving to another. The pain built up into a glow all over my bottom and i writhed around but was horny as ever. She paused to grab my balls and slap my back as well a couple of times.
“Mmmmm, nice red butt!” She said as She eventually unlocked me and pulled me up in Her strong arms.
“You’ve pleased me well today slut. Just remember i own You now and don’t forget to call me regularly.”
“Yes Mistress!” i said with excitement. It was an evening i would never forget.

 

 

 

 

Rubber sissies come back bouncing for more…

September 6th, 2007

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Hello again!

Well, the new website will be up and running soon, I’m working on it as the old one is long overdue for a complete overhaul.

What an interesting few weeks I’ve had with My online pets! There is this one ‘pussy whipped’ ‘man’ that never fails to make me laugh….albeit unintentionally as well as intentionally lol. I think I got a bit to ‘real’ for him. He approached me respectfully, with professions of wanting to serve, and declaring just how superior British BBW Dommes are (naturally ;) ) He kept telling me how his ass was kicked by a small women, and that his ego is now deflated. This is just all too funny.

For a while he was compliant, I manage with easily to squelch the last remnants of macho ego away. I play and toy with him, humiliating and mind fucking him, denying him orgasm and just general macho male ego destruction. But then he obviously felt the need to test me and decides to disobeys me and cums without my permission. Punishment for his disobedience is inevitable as the sunrise.

So I set him his punishment. A particularly humiliating, sadistic, ego pounding punishment LMFAO! The pathetic little pussy hole procrastinates. And eventually, just disappears of the face of the Earth, Niteflirt account shut down. Now, I couldn’t help but laugh at this, it was toooo fucking amusing. He moans about not be able to find ’real’ lol. Not being able to find a genuinely intelligent Dominant BBW women who take pleasure in subjugating men whilst at the same time treasuring them. He admitted that he met his match in Me. But I knew he would be running back with his tail between his legs lol.

And sure enough, I was right. A few weeks later he has set up a new Niteflirt account, and contacts Me. He was drawn back to Me, its inevitable, I am in his mind now, there’s no escape. Bleating like a silly little lamb, he ask me how much I remember of him LMFAO! Well, not only do I have the superiorly imposing stature and grace and strength of an beautiful elephant, I also have the memory of one (for anyone who knows me, and understands the beauty of the BBW Domme will realise the comparison is NOT an insult, rather a compliment) Anyway, the pussy whipped saddo was assuming I would have forgotten about his punishment. He comes back bleating about how scared he is of Me and how much I was stripping all masculinity from him, and how he was totally humiliated and got frightened, confessing I was a bit ’real’ for him *insert eye roll here*!!!!!!!!

So, I give the order to complete his punishment. Needless to say, he disappears of the face of the Earth again! LOL! Niteflirt account shut down. But I knew he would be back. And sure enough, he was a few weeks later. Bleating some bullshit about how he had forgot his password. Now, I am offended that he even insults My intelligence with that bullshit, so make his punishment particularly harsh. He completes his punishment and I leave the supremely inane, pussy whipped, fuck thoroughly subjugated, his macho ego destroyed, mind and body owned by Me…..Of course afterwards he runs away again, closing his Niteflirt account (again!), but I know he will be back. There is no point in him denying what he is. He can never escape from himself, thus never escape from Me. To deny what he is will hurt him more than any Dominant women possibly could. So, for now, he is left to live his pseudo ’vanilla’ life. But he will be back, tail between those legs.

Now the moral of this story - Don’t come to me if you don’t want real geddit? Don’t want real? Don’t ask for it.

Out of the closet

March 5th, 2007

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I had a funny caller today. He started by bringing it on with the macho bullshit, slagging off anything to do with kink, or even the lifestyle! Said we were all a bunch of pervs, and we would rot in hell! Lol! When I explained what a ‘sissy’ was, he went into a disgusting, bigoted rant, that even I, the self proclaimed Queen Of Extreme, shall not repeat. Lets just say, I am shocked that narrow minded people like this ever get the chance to partake within gene pool.

The bitch pissed Me off Royally.

Needless to say, by the time I had finished with him, and after a damn stern talking to, we had ended our call with him rhythmically pulsating a large carrot in and out of his puckered asshole, whilst repeating, “I’m a closet cock-sucking slut” over and over - on cam for Me, no less! LOL!

I am looking forward to our next call!

 

 

 

What is BBW Fem Dom Supremacy?

February 25th, 2007

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That’s right, you read it correctly - BBW Domme supremacy. People ask what is BBW Domme supremacy? Well, I am a firm believer in Fem Dom supremacy, kinda goes without saying, right? You know your place as a male, or else you wouldn’t be reading this. But what is the ultimate is Female Domination? Mental superiority? Of course….but physical superiority as well.

With much respect to My Domme sisters, ‘dominating’ a big, strong guy mentally, if you are of a ’slight’ build, is only half the job. You know you guys need keeping in line, and with My physical superiority, you are under no doubt who is in control.

So, you see, being dominated by a physically strong, intelligent and powerful Lady is the ultimate in Domination………….

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Sissy fun…

February 16th, 2007

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I will be having so much fun this weekend! One of My personal sissy slaves ‘slave dave’ will be the centre-piece entertainment at one of My parties LMAO! He is a very pretty strap-on sucking ‘lil sissy slut, and this weekend will be his first foray into sucking real cock. Admittedly, My sissy slave is nervous, but that’s what makes it fun.

He has been prone in the past to needing some persuasion with his slave duties to Me, and I reckon I am going to have to keep a careful eye on My sissy at this party, as he may need a little ‘encouragement’ to be that slutty cock sucking sissy W/we both want him to be. W/we have just got back from a shopping trip, where I picked out some particularly slutty attire for him to wear at the party lol. Sissies always look good in red underwear, don’t you think? :D

I will, of course, be writing about what happens.

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Sissy in extreme denial (S.I.E.D)

February 9th, 2007

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On the floor and get used to your view!

 

Welcome to my new blog and updated website. It has been a while, and has been even longer since I first harked on about updating it, but it is finally done. Still needs a few tweeks, and more photos will be posted soon, but at last, it is out.

Well, it has been an interesting year so far. Since the start of 2007, I have acquired a new face sitting slave, and he has proved to be a Star pupil (pun intended). I just adore squatting my big round juicy ass over his face and torturing him with the gravitas of my superior trunk. I am indeed training him to receive my superior BBW cunt, and exactly where that tongue needs to be placed, I ride that face for hours, smothering him amongst my superior folds and curves.

But I have also acquired several online sissy slaves since the start of the new year. The devoted little sissies rightfully understand the unrivalled beauty and superiority of their BBW Queen, and bow accordingly. They know not to piss me off, I’ll just crush them under the weight of my fully stacked body. I had Dave on the line the other day, who is in fact a sissy in extreme denial. Comes along with his machismo bullshit, and mixed messages. Cocky little bitch he was. He had some notion of the innate superiority of the glamorous BBW, and is, indeed drawn to it. But the remaining macho side of a S.I.E.D (sissy in extreme denial) and male ego can’t help but try desperately to cling on to the last illusional threads of programmed-since-birth-stereo-typical maleness. So the bitch fronts up and gets lippy - I, of course, efforlessly put him in his place, by the end, the S.I.E.D in no longer in denial, and embracing his sissy-ness.

He goes through stages of accepting his innate need to bow to my power and acting accordingly, and then switching into total denial, and giving me lip. Of course, it gets him nowhere, other than a meeting between his bollocks and my foot. The bitch needs knocking down, and I wrestle him down with ease - not even a challenge. But bitch knows that even the slightest hint of any more male-ego attitude towards me, and out and come Ms. Strap-on. He will truly be my bitch then.

So, said S.I.E.D is no longer in denial, and with the fear of my big 8” rubber shaft pounding hard into his puckered sissy asshole, I am not expecting bullshit from My bitch any time soon.

February 8th, 2007

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