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My post of 22nd October was about finding old letters from magazines and websites about 4 real life, long term, situations of absolutely pitiless and cruel Dommes and their 24/7/365 sissy slaves. Sissy slaves that did not breakout of their sissy slave role for even one minute a year. There was Mistress Pamela with a sissy maid called Candy Floss, there was Gina Parkinson and her sissy maid Suzette Faggott, there was Anita and her maid Fifi and Mary (from Maxstoke) and her sissy maid Pansy. A large number of comments on the post were quickly received. This is understandable as those who, in the past, had read some of the accounts of these 4 trailblazer domestic Dommes recognised these were detailed examples [...]

Cum for me…

I am liquid slick, boiled down under the flame of your fingers. Molten, steamy. Slow burn reduction, simmering under your touch. I am raw senses and quivering heat, pinprick pleasure and delicious, dripping ache. On fire for you. I feel the grip of your fingertips on my hips, pulling me back against your swollen cock, thick with need for me, and with desire for you thick in my throat, I oblige the demand of your hands with wiggling hips, backing onto your hard by inches, til finally I am… a l m o s t… There. :: breathe :: And with a deep inhale and a tilt of my coccix, I arch my back briefly before pressing my belly down and my ass [...]

Regretting thinking he can do without his Mistress

A message for a slave of a Mistress friend of mine. This slave has been denied the feet and legs of his Mistress for weeks now. And it has been true torment for it. It has been denied the company of it’s Mistress all together. It knows who it is, doesn’t it sb! To add to this emotional torment and despair, here on the slave’s favourite blog, of the most respected Mistress Scarlet, are photos of those feet and legs. The remaining message from his Mistress: ‘Your Mistress has the power to give you exactly what you need and then take it away again so easily – and your Mistress really enjoys denying you what you need!’ Source: Ms Scarlet

Time-lock box use

I received this comment on Fetlife. I thought his use of a Time-lock box (mentioned at the end of his comment) was very amusing! Hi, Just to say, found you blog online the other day, loved it. I’m now working my way through your kindle books. I think they are great, even if some things scare me; nettles especially, canes, sitting on Coir matting and the funnel gags to say the very least. I have to say, reading you blog and books have helped me to think more about my submissive side. I’ve always thought of myself as more of a switch but after reading your book I see a lot of things that I have in common with bitch boy. I really [...]

au réveil

The afternoon sun reaches through the windowpane, light-soaked rays stroking their fingertips over my sleep-warmed skin, caressing me through my quilted cocoon, coaxing me slowly awake. It takes me a while, I think to myself, as I hear his approaching movements against the background sounds of domestic hums; fluffing towels turn in the dryer while floorboards creak under softly padding feet. He kneels beside me where I lay, melted chocolate eyes level with my groggy gaze, and his welcoming smile pulls me out of my drowsy depths. It takes me a while. The thought repeats as I complete my climb to consciousness, holding his cheek against my palm and tracing my thumb over his sinner’s lips. Sometimes, it takes me a while. To [...]

Friday Femdom Fiction: A Bitch at the Beach

Burned. She made an uncomfortable mewling noise, looking at her body in the large hotel bathroom mirror. Everywhere was covered in sore streaky red. Her breasts were still their proper alabaster and rose color, as was her buttocks, but her shoulders were sun seared, ugly pink, as were patches on her torso and legs. She looked, in her judgement, like she was having some sort of allergic reaction. And she knew what would come next, peeling, then tan marks, light brown on milk white. The door rattled and swung open, and she poked her head out, still patting her singed flesh with a cool, damp wash cloth. “Okay baby, the concierge found a pharmacy that’s open at this hour…” He clutched a plastic sack, [...]

Our FLR Contract Worked Wonders For Our Relationship
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Our FLR Contract Worked Wonders For Our Relationship

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Our FLR Contract Worked Wonders For Our Relationship

My guidance could and does impact my partner. Throughout our relationship, he has made so many positive improvements to his life through my direction. Prior to our relationship and me coming and taking the FLR role without knowing that was what I was doing, he didn’t have a lot of direction. Coming into his life, I made a lot of changes. To make a long story somewhat short we got custody of his son. This was something he was not going to push for. I think based on my direction and the guidance I had with seeing the condition his son was in, that he opened up his eyes to what was going on and worked to get custody. This was at the [...]

Husband Spanked Nude Across Trainer’s Knee
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Husband Spanked Nude Across Trainer’s Knee

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Husband Spanked Nude Across Trainer’s Knee

I'm afraid to report that david earned himself another spanking across his trainer's knee yesterday. And to add insult to injury he was required to strip completely bare for his very strict bare bottom paddling.It's true, I did incite it. He has been putting on weight lately and I need to nip that in the bud. A little note to Mags, his trainer, suggesting he be stripped, teased about his new belly fat, scolded about his eating habits, and soundly spanked across her knee (as a Mother would a child) before being most rigorously trained by her. Her answer?Sounds like a plan!!!!! I wasn't there, but I got the full scoop afterwards from david.My husband and his trainer went down to the basement [...]

bête noire

Limbs twined, my cheek to his chest, I inhale his skin between slowing heartbeats, kittening under his hand stroking my hair and nestling into the strength of his ember-warm embrace. My lashes flutter in a latent echo of endorphin trembles, and, stroking my fingertips over his torso, I ask… What are you afraid of? …even as I think to myself: This. Source: The Suburban Domme

The 24/7/365 sissy slaves

Sissy Candy provided a comment with a fantastic link. The text is in a jumble but the content brought back memories of my very early days of reading femdom literature. Hardcopies! Here in the UK was a magazine which had various names over the years, Madame, Madames, Madames a World of Fantasy. The magazines had a letters section and the letters were very often from REAL LIFE Mistresses, detailing their lifestyles. (I particularly remember Gillian and Margaret and they gave me my introduction to Dickie-Discipline, enforced chastity and tease and denial.) However, this post is about the women who provided letters about 24/7/365 sissy maids they OWNED. These letters were my inspiration. There was Mistress Pamela with a sissy maid called Candy Floss, [...]

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