BlackPhoenix001

After the event we go home and as soon as we walk in the door you tell me to remove my clothes and lay down on the ground, face up. You stand over me, teasing me as you undress. You allow me to touch myself for being good. I look up and I want your pussy so bad, begging you, calling your name. I'm so wet and sensitive, looking up at your pussy as you sway and tease me. Licking your lips and caressing your nipples, "mmmmmm... you want some of this?" You ask. You tell me since I was good I might just have a reward tonight. I'm so happy, my body tingles, my tongue out and lapping, imagining the taste and texture, hoping I might catch a drop of juice from your sweet pussy. It's all I can think about, all I ever wanted - and I suffered so much at the event tonight as your friends used and abused me and just laughed at me - I truly deserve a taste of your wonderful Black pussy. Your hands slide down your body, your fingers spreading your pussy for me to see. Driving me crazy. I'm hypnotized and lost in you. So lost as I feel my own sticky wetness. My fingers sliding, pressing and rubbing myself. My breathing slows, and I take deeper breaths.

My body tenses, I feel the pinch between my legs, it's coming, and coming hard! After holding it for so long - it's been weeks since you've allowed it - oh, it is finally coming! Then, at that exact moment, as I burst and erupt, you step on my face with your sweaty foot and let out a loud laugh "AHAAAHAAAHAA!" Unable to stop, even with your foot covering my face, I moan, and take a deep breath, but all I get is the smell of your foot, not only in my nose but I also breathe it in my mouth, in my lungs, in to my blood. My brain tingles as I suck air from beneath your sole and your essence runs through my veins. My nose pressed between your big and middle toe, inhaling as I cum, your foot muffling my ecstatic moans. I breathe deeply, inhaling your scent, inhaling you. I begin to feel drunk and all I can see are the blurry tips of your toes in my eyes. I can't move. My thoughts are frozen too. Although I am not aware of it, you know that with each breath, my mind is being conditioned to associate sexual pleasure with the scent of your foot - literally changing the synapses in my brain as I moan in ecstasy.

I struggle to get a glance of your face as I look up to you, from between your wiggling toes I see you smiling down to me and you just laugh at how pathetic I've become, "HAHAHAHAAA, God, I can't believe how fucking worthless and pathetic you are." Your smile becomes a sneer. "You're worse than I could have ever fucking imagined," you snarl with your lips slightly curled to show your gritting teeth. All while you apply more pressure on my head, rapidly jiggling my face with your foot to match the cadence of your voice, reinforcing your message as I let out a slight yelp, "aaaaahh." You wipe your feet a couple times across my face and then wipe them across my tits, grinding my nipples as if putting out a cigarette and leave me there to pick up your clothes, and as you walk away you instruct me to follow you to your room and to lean over the side of the bed and wait.

A couple minutes later you approach me from behind me wearing a huge black strap on and slide it in to my dripping pussy without warning. You start slowly and make me beg you to do it harder, to scream your name, and tell you my pussy belongs to you. I sweat. It takes a lot of effort to hold myself up and maintain this position while someone is smacking in to you. My arms and back strain. Sometimes you'd lean in, practically laying on me with all your weight, and tightly grasp my hair and pinch my nipples or smack my face or just press my head in to the mattress to support yourself as you thrust deeply. Then I hear you whisper in my ear, "who owns this slutty pussy? Who do you belong to? You better say my fucking name, bitch, before I REALLY get pissed and choke the fuck out of you." I cry out, "Phoenix! Phoenix! Oh, Phoenix, my pussy belongs to you! Oh, Goddess Phoenix, please!" I'm in tears from both the physical and verbal abuse as you continue to pound me. My pussy aching and red, as much as my face. I was very colorful, pinkish and flush and red, my hair a mess.

When you finish, you turn me around to kneel before you, and tell me your pussy is so wet and ask me if I think I could lick you until you cum. "yes, Goddess, I'd love to. Please, Goddess, I really want to lick your pussy. I'll be good. I love you" I cry, getting my hopes up again - I'm going through so many emotions today, but surely you mean it this time, especially after all I've been through tonight. No one can be that mean, could they?

"Of course you would, you slutty skank. BUT TOO BAD! Listen, I couldn't care less about what you want and I really don't give a shit about how you feel about me so all you get tonight is to SUCK this dildo clean, hahahahaha! FUCK YOUR FEELINGS!" you laugh as I wipe sticky tears and sweat from my cheek and show a poutty lower lip.

"Suck it dry, whore." you say, bopping me on the head with it and then roughly rubbing the plastic penis on my lips. "You wanna pout? I'll give you something to pout about. How does it taste to suck your own pussy juice? You're lucky I didn't ream your ass. Maybe next time, but for now, TAKE IT!" you shout, forcing it past my lips, stuffing my mouth and gagging me. "Hahahaha!!! what's wrong?" you mock at me like a teenage bully, "Got something in your mouth, whore? Oh, what's that? You can't talk?" your voice becomes more stern, "You pathetic piece of shit. I don't know why I bother. Now hold it with your mouth, don't let it fall!" you tell me as you remove the strap it's attached to. "Now you can sit just sit there and suck it clean and stare at the wall while I use my little toy to pleasure myself, since your stupid ass obviously can't!"

I can hear you lay in bed behind me, and then a buzzing sound. I wish I could see you but I don't dare turn around. "I DON'T HEAR YOU SUCKING, BITCH! What the fuck are you doing? I better hear you sucking that dildo clean!" I slurp and suck louder. I can hear the buzzing and your soft moaning, just behind me, within arms reach. Your breathe deepens... I continue sucking and licking, imagining it's your skin. I listen, I can hear you approaching your orgasm. I stare at the wall, wishing it was a mirror. My mind wanders... Is she thinking of me? Is she thinking about tonight? Does she want me? Will she call me to join her in bed? I want so badly to be included in your fantasies. I'm so delusional. As if you'd ever want me. Please, Goddess, please, I silently beg hoping you can hear my thoughts. Oh, please call me to lick your pussy to orgasm. All my hopes get deflated when I hear a final deep moan... and the buzzing stops.

"Oooooohhh! that was great! Just what I needed. Now hurry up with that dildo and then clean yourself up. And make it snappy because I'm ready for bed and I want you to massage me to sleep and I DON'T want to hear your annoying sobbing and sniffling white ass, understand?" you ask as you rapidly snap your fingers. Before I can even answer, you roll your eyes and walk away and then turn to me just before you get into bed, "God, You can be so God damn irritating! In fact when your done with my massage you can get my clothes ready for tomorrow and then just leave the room and shut the door. Sleep in the damn hall tonight. That's your reward, stupid. Slaves, don't get rewards. Are you retarded? Now scat! And get ready for a busy day tomorrow. I've got a lot for you to do, beginning with breakfast, bright and early."

I'm nervous and scared. This is my first time out in public with a leash. "This isn't any different than when we are at home," Goddess reminds me as I walk one step behind her, just as we practiced. My hands behind my back, my head and eyes down. I've learned that watching Goddess' boots help me keep my pace and sense of direction.
I admire her black boots and matching outfit, in contrast to the old t-shirt and cotton pants I'm wearing. Sensing my thoughts, Goddess tells me to not worry about my clothes as I won't be needing them once we're inside.

As we enter, passing large wooden doors, the hostess calls out, "Goddess Phoenix, it's so nice to see you! Please, come this way, your friends are waiting."
The lights are dim, puffs of smoke linger in the air. There are maybe fifty or so people seated throughout what appears to normally be a restaurant during the day. We are led to a small table of three beautiful women enjoying themselves. One has a masked slave kneeling at her side, the other two appear to be without a servant at the moment.

The woman with a perfectly formed Afro across the table is the first to look up and shouts out, "Phoenix! I'm so glad you made it! Oh, and I see you have a new pet. How lovely! But when did you get in to trannys?"
"Oh Regina!" Goddess responds, "hahaha... this white bitch is natalia and you'll be surprised to know, she's a natural born female."
"Oh my, you could've fooled me, I thought it was another one of your sissy boys. She's hideous!! hahaha... and since when did you ever want a female slave?"
As Goddess, takes a seat she motions for me to remove my clothes. "Well, you're right, Regina. I really don't have any interest in female slaves, but she was so desperate and persistent, I decided to give her a chance. And you know what? it's not that bad. She is a bit annoying so I mostly have her doing yard work and other chores outside like washing my car, or picking up groceries to keep her out of my sights but she's been doing well; carrying my bags when we go shopping and she's been learning how to cook... and I have to admit, my nightly massage is a bit more enjoyable with a woman's touch. And I do love torturing her with my pussy and she's so hopelessly in love with me. Isn't that right, slut? You poor, pathetic lesbo! Undress, dumb ass," Goddess orders as she tugs the leash - my signal to kneel, just to the left of her, nearest to Ebony who looks down at me with a smirky smile. She and Tynysha sitting to the right let out a light laugh. "Remind me to tell you about the time I had her working outside the whole day last summer. Girl, she was so sunburned! Red as a lobster! hahahaaa. ooops!" Everyone laughs loudly.

"Yard work and massages, huh? I'll tell you what I'd do with her," Ebony says as she takes a drag on her cigarette.
"Oh? What's that, Ebony?" Goddess asks.
"I'd turn her into a nice ashtray! Go ahead, cup your hands out for my ashes, bitch... Oh no wait! I have a better idea. I'd rather use your mouth! HaHaha. Say 'aaahhhhh,' BITCH! Hahahaha!" she orders, with a a bit of sarcastic emphasis on the "BITCH."
I glance up at Goddess as I hesitantly open my mouth. She only gives me a sharp stare, a subtle nod with clenched lips and a tug on my leash, reminding me of our conversation in the cab. "best behavior... best behavior..." I silently repeat in my head as I present myself to Ebony.
She flicks the ash in my mouth, and it singes on my tongue. A quick, sharp sting.
"Have you ever eaten a cigarette before?"
I shake my head, not having permission to speak.
"Oh well, dear, there's a first time for everything. I might be easy on you tonight and just make you chew on it a bit," she says as she takes a final, long drag.
She blows the smoke in my face as she shows me the cigarette butt, held between her slim manicured fingers, just below the marks left by her red lipstick and above a few small thread-like strands of unsmoked tobacco, burnt and ashy on the tips. "Open up..." she tosses the butt in my mouth, "chew on that, slut," she spits in my face as an additional insult. "Oh, Phoenix, she would be so nice, I would keep her by my bedside when I'm getting fucked by a real man. And when we're done she'd be a nice ashtray for my after-orgasm cigarette. Hahahaha!"
"Sure, anytime. Just give me a call when you'd like to borrow her, hahahaha..." Goddess laughs.

"Oh, let me see your new pet, Phoenix! You know I've been thinking about getting a little white girl for myself too," Regina calls from across the table.
She seems to inspect me as she takes my leash from Ebony. Pulling me down to kneel in front of her, her smile gives way to a stern look, "First off, take that cigarette out your nasty mouth and keep it in your hand!" I remove the chewed and saliva soaked butt and hold it firmly in my palm, squeezing the moist cotton filter. "Now let me take a look at you. Hmmmm... you look familiar. You know who you remind me of? This bitch Melissa from high school. She had blonde hair just like you. She got me kicked off the cheerleading squad and I wanted to kick her ass so bad! Phoenix, you know what I'd do with your pale slut here? She'd be my punching bag. I'd practice my kickboxing on her! It would be great exercise and I could take out my anger towards that bitch, Melissa. hahahahaa!"
"Go ahead, use one of the playrooms. Take your aggressions out on her. Whatever you want to do with her. I don't care," Goddess responds.

Without hesitating, Regina jumps up and yanks my leash to follow her to one of the side rooms. I fearfully look over to Goddess, hoping she'll call me back. How can she let this happen to me?
Goddess shouts out "Hey Regina!" - Oh thank God! Goddess is calling us back! I knew she wouldn't just let me go off with a stranger like that. "Just be sure to bring her back in one piece!" The whole table erupts in laughter as I stumble along in shock trying to keep up as Regina leads me to one of the small play rooms.

Once inside, she once again inspects my body, her nails stroking my belly and ass as she circles me. Suddenly she pushes me up against the wall. "Keep your hands behind your back. Don't you dare touch me, whore!" She smacks my tits, "What the hell are these? mosquito bites? are you sure your not a guy? cuz you're pretty fucking ugly" she asks as her hands slide down my belly, roughly stroking my pussy as if she was probing for a penis. Her other hand clutches my neck as she presses me against the wall.
"yes ma'aaarrrgghhh" she punches me in the belly before I can finish. I would've fallen if she wasn't holding me up by my neck.
"QUIET! No one fucking said you could talk. So shut the hell up!"
She touches my pussy again, teasing me with her fingers. Looking in my frightened eyes, tears welling up, she comes nearer and kisses me.
"Oh, did I hurt you? Are you gonna cry like a baby now? I'll make it better."
Our tongues touch, her fingers explore, I close my eyes to take in the moment, tasting her. Then suddenly, *BAAAMMM!!!*
She knees me in the pussy. The pain is so shocking I momentarily black out and collapse on the floor.
"I should have known. You taste like a God damn ash tray! You're so fucking disgusting. Oh, I'm gonna have fun with you. I'm sure Phoenix will let me borrow you from time to time. I'll enjoy teaching you about pleasure and pain at the same time! NOW GET UP!" she shouts as she gives me a swift kick in my ass and pulls on my leash. "I promised to return you in one piece so I can't be too rough on you just yet. And you better still have that cigarette. Let me see it!" I hold out my hand to show her the crumpled butt, saliva and black ash in my hand. I myself am surprised I still have it after getting knocked around like that. "Good. Now put that shit back in your mouth. Fucking white trash!"

She guides me back to our table and as we approach, Tynysha excitedly throws her hands up and shouts, "It's my turn, YAY!!!" taking the leash from Regina.
She tugs on my leash, forcing me to kneel by her right side, opposite the male slave on her left.
"You know, Phoenix? Her white skin reminds me of a toilet. She's lucky I don't need to go right now. Oh! but while she's waiting I bet she'd make a nice trash can! Hahahahaha," she laughs as she crumples up her napkin.

Grabbing my face, her nails digging into my cheeks and forcing my mouth open, she orders, "Open, bitch!" and proceeds to stuff the napkin in my mouth, poking with her fingers to get it all the way in.
"Oh that is hilarious! I love it! I need to get a picture of this!" she squeals as she gets her phone.
As she finds the best angle, she pauses, "Oh wait, I have another idea. I almost forgot." She reaches in to her purse and retrieves a couple of scrunched balls of used tissue paper. "Lets see if we can fit some more in there. It will make for a better picture. Smile!" The entire table laughs in amusement as I try not to gag on the three white balls of paper in my mouth, absorbing my saliva. A single tear rolls down my cheek.
"I would definitely use her as a trash can. She'd even eat my used tampons when I'm on my period! Can I borrow her too, just for the weekend? Hahahaha"

"You can have her the whole week for all I care. It would be a nice break and keep her annoying ass out of my hair for a while! hahahahaa," Goddess laughs.

After being passed around the table, Goddess takes the leash from Tynysha, proud that I haven't disappointed her yet this night. "All this talk is getting me so hot! I just might need to try out my big strap on tonight. What do you think, whore?" Goddess asks sternly, staring down at me.
I can only nod and mumble (urecognizably), trying not to lose the contents of my mouth, "yes, Goddess," as I chew on the cigarette butt, napkin and tissue. The taste a ghastly mixture of paper, salty mucous, smoke, ash and tobacco with a delicate waxy hint of red lipstick.
"Oh yes, it is so good to be the Goddess... hahahaha," the whole table laughs.
"Now that my slave girl has had her dinner what shall we get, ladies? AHAHAAAHAHAAA!!!"

I got up this morning and read the most respectful, enjoyable msg a sub boy has sent me in a long time.  He acknowledged that he was far away from me and could not serve me in person.  (That is a deal breaker, I have no interest in anyone far away). The tone of his msg though, was absolutely respectful, submissive and clearly showed he knows his place.  He made complimentary comments on my numerous journal entries, fotos, and commented on how happy he is that I am being served appropriately.  His commentary was not a back-handed way of getting his own desires and needs in, it was simply a show of adoration and respect.  What a shame he's so far away, he WOULD be a boy I would be interested in. 

Had such a lovely time with a pet this weekend.  He took me for a drive through beautiful Ann Arbor, out to dinner and then serviced me for the evening. Gave me PLENTY of oral service followed by massage.  I slept like a baby and then in the morning, got some more oral enjoyment before breakfast. 

In case you didn't know, #It'sGoodToBeTheQueen

I am very horny, I want a sexy bull to enjoy some time with and a sissy boy to fuck with an 8in strap on.  I need to have this within reach of me all the time.  Going to get the little black book out in a second.  Hmmm, who will be the lucky ones this weekend? Line up, get on your knees and beg to be picked..

It is so interesting to me the large group of white slave/subs that are desperately searching for a beautiful BLACK MISTRESS to serve.  I wish ALL of them lived with a few blocks of me so I could construct a whole city of subs who live but to serve my immediate needs 24/7.  I would consider sharing a few but not many. I enjoy the many msgs I get asking if I am being adequately served and the treatises explaining the joy of being underfoot to a superior BLACK MISTRESS. There is quite a large culture of these subs and rightly so, they know their place.

planning when i'm gong to fuck my pet lockedboi again..

how enjoyable to get a msg saying that he spent the weekend practicing stretching his pussy for me

@TheQueen

It's a perfect evening to make a pet swallow my pee, prepare everything for tomorrow, set out my clothes, then leave.

#StillGoodToBeTheQueen

SIGH,

i want a pet to come over and lick my pussy for me, rub my feet, give me a massage and then LEAVE..

#It'sGoodToBeTheQueen

I had the perfect start to the day today.  My pet Lockedboi served me all morning with foods and drink that I like, long massages, and provided his tight little pussy for me to fuck.  I'm sure he took 10in today for quite a long time. He told me he will be walking funny for a week! lol...oh well

His little cock is caged up perfectly and he was leaking mercilessly the entire time we were together.  At one point his balls were swollen like tennis balls, it looked great.  Such a good boy, he gave me excellent service today...Every boy should serve his Mistress so well...

Yesterday my very fav pet LOCKEDBOI, that I've owned for a long time took me out to dinner for his birthday.  I hadn't seen him in a while and it was so fun to enjoy his company.  He has a docile, service-oriented nature and is always worried about pleasing me. And since he always needs direction and order, I gave him two weeks to get his pussy ready so I could fuck it. He will also busy himself preparing the presentation room for fucking with various snacks and drinks around to serve me as I rest. His birthday present from me was being allowed to take his cage off for just one day.  He has a very small cock and it needs to stay caged in tribute to my ownership and control of it. He told me without it he felt naked and cold, lol....

such a good boy..there's a pic of him with his cage on in my profile pics

It's always interesting to meet up with a new boy interested in serving me. This new one today has read all my journal entries and is even leaving work to meet with me.  Whenever I meet new boys all that runs through my head when I first see them is imagining them bent over and me fucking them hard.  Then my mind goes to lounging and relaxing while they serve me in every fashion. This one appears to know his place, we'll see. 

i met up with a boy who is extremely eager to serve me in any fashion.  as usual course, i like to get into the minds of prospective boys and enjoy reading their writings that i make them do after an initial meeting. i like to meet a boy in a vanilla setting and have them buy me drinks or dinner, whatever there is time for.  i have to say, the entry from this pet is quite outstanding..i know that should i decide to own him, he will be very grateful for ANY scraps he is thrown...here is what he wrote:                                                         

                                                                                                                Hello Mistress  BlackPhoenix,  
Every time I try to write this the page expires and I lose the content. Has the Universe conspired against me? No matter my QUEEN. No force, no reason, no control measure can contain my resolve to gain your favor, your control, your direction. No force can dissuade me from offering to you my devotion, my labor, my canvas for your art form.  
Before we ever met your perfect tone beckoned me. A gentle yet persistent ringing in the cosmos calling me, refining me, shaping me into this blank canvas for you and your use alone.  
Before I met you I belonged to you to have or discard as you in your perfect wisdom see fit.  
This slave has always known that it was meant to serve  
But meeting you has awoken its reason to serve  
On that day, that beautiful day, that blessed day that this servant first laid eyes on you my soul rejoiced without my permission. It leapt from my breast and danced with the beautiful music that emanates from your gaze.  
You examined my fear, my trembling, my trepidation and made no attempt to console it. In that instant i recognized that finally my QUEEN, my REASON, my MASTER has brought me home.  
When YOU spoke to me You made clear that this slave may never taste your essence, service you orally or be granted the privilege of serving as your mount. That rejection I gladly carry, for I am YOUR Servant, YOUR Property and only YOU and YOU alone know what is best.  
I accept YOUR Superiority over this slave, but more importantly over all others. You are ROYALTY.  
Your Royalty emanates in your tone, your regal stature, your graceful poise.  
I felt shame to gaze into your eyes in that vanilla setting without your express permission to do so. Instinctively knowing that my proper posture is to bow down in the Magnificent presence of my Queen.  
Your lovely voice enveloped me, i could not break its trance. Never has my attention been so acute. Every word reached its mark in short precise strokes like a surgeon with a scalpel you opened my soul.  
I stood before you naked and afraid, yet excited and free.  
As unworthy and unproven as I am, I still wanted to study you hands and examine their detail. The hands that might grace me with slaps and pain that this undisciplined bitch so craves.  
I wanted to immediately drop down and shower your hands feet with kisses because you like these things and it is my only desire to bring you happiness.  
In a very short meeting your presence brought joy and light to a long dark existence.  
My QUEEN, should you find some use for me, please please please do not hesitate to summon me  
A thousand thanks yous’ for blessing me with your wonderful presence…  
BEST DATE EVER  
Your humble servant 

i have to say that i am quite surprised at the number of boys who have sent me messages begging to do my work for me and offering their services.  its very enjoyable to see that so many of you know your place in service to a MISTRESS.  i am going to review the better applicants and determine who pleases me the most.  if this works out i am truly going to enjoy having a regular worker at my beck and call and enjoy the summer sipping a cool beverage as the boy does all the work.  and then once i'm truly relaxed there's a good chance i will want to bend  my little maid over and fuck him for a while. it's good to be the queen...

i am thinking about doing something that i have not done before, and that is using a sissy maid to clean up and take care of chores and such for me. i'm thinking on a regular basis, a few times a week.  i already know that i will enjoy a sissy dressed up while inside, caged, and made up while doing the work.

i was contacted here by such a maid who proved to be a waste of time but it got me thinking that perhaps getting one of these boys to do chores and errands and such might be a great thing!

there are some really good profile pics that boys have here of being used by a DOMME.  there are lots of great cuckold pics, strap on, foot service, and sissy maids ready to work. 

now that its summer, i have more time to enjoy service from my pets.  i expect to sip drinks at the beach, have some lovely dinners, and get lots of sissy pussy!!

i have a free weekend coming up and expect to have the service of a sweet little pet.  he is locked in a cock cage and as i fuck him i will enjoy watching him leak, lol

can't wait, love having time to enjoy the service of a pet!

yesterday was a fantastic day.  i managed to clear my schedule and spend a whole afternoon with a LOVELY boy at my beck and call.  he spent the whole afternoon pleasing me and it began from the moment i arrived when he made me a special drink that i wanted.  he is a very talkative boy and quite enjoyable to chat with so it was lovely to watch him scurry around the kitchen, nervously working to get everything right!  i had a few drinks inside with him and then checked to make sure that he had his panties on under his shorts.  he did, and they were nice ruffled panties with ribbons.  perfect for a sissy who's pussy i was going to take later.  i then went out and sat by the pool.  i had pet bring me a drink while i relaxed there.  it was truly a perfect picture of watching him WORK while i RELAXED poolside.  occasionally i had him spray my arms and legs with water to cool off.  after a bit of relaxing he took me to lunch at bahama breeze and it was delicious.  then once we got back to his place the real fun began.  i was starting to feel very horny and ready to fuck his little pussy.  he knew as well what was coming and went to get ready for me.  i watched some femdom videos while he prepared.  he came down in his outfit to get my approval and i liked it.  he had a lace top, thigh-high stockings, panties, and heels.  a perfect little sissy ready to put that ass in the air for me.

we went to the bed and when his panties came off i saw that his balls were harnessed together and his cock was leaking.  he is a very tall and big boy, he's one of a few submissives that i've ever seen that actually has the size cock i would enjoy fucking.  most boys are too small to do anything with but put a cage on it.  i may have to put this boy in a proper cage to keep track of his cums and get full control of him, we'll see.

he had the strap-on and lube all set and ready to go by the bed and he knew to get on the bed with his ass in the air and wait to be fucked. he had put a plug in earlier so once that was out i started by putting a gloved finger in his pussy to check and see that it was really ready.  it was...

the first size he took was 8in i think and i used that one the longest.  i love fucking a boy and i like talking while i do it.  i remind him that the pussy is mine and that i can take it whenever i want it.  sluts need reminding who is in control and took full control over him.  he was squealing and moaning like a little bitch while i fucked him.  i fucked that pussy VERY DEEP, and i know he felt the balls from the strap-on on his ass every time, lol!

then he produced another giant black cock to put in his pussy and i think it might have been 9 in and even thicker.  he took it.  then he produced a MONSTER that was the biggest cock i've ever seen.  it may have been 10in or more and as thick as a small tree trunk.  it was massive...he took a few inches of it, it was quite impressive.  after i had my fill of fucking that pussy i laid back and relaxed while he cleaned everything up. he rubbed my back and checked to make sure he had pleased me for the day.

i will be seeing this boy MORE OFTEN..   :)

it's a new year, i can hardly believe it! 

this year i definitely want to spend more time with submissives and enjoy their attention and affections.  i continue to search for just the right ones to enjoy.  this past year was interesting as a number of boys who had messed up with me asked for another chance to serve again.  on an entirely different front a few vanilla guys i dated back in college also contacted me out of the blue - at least one of them clearly interested in reconnection.  something was in the air last year!  i can only imagine how this year will shape up....however it does, there will be a few pets under my feet tending to my needs..

had a fantastic birthday with a lovely pet, out to dinner then service....life is good

going to a halloween party this weekend, can't wait..been so busy... finally getting a chance to get out and enjoy myself...i'm debating taking a pet with me, i would love to stay downtown..party, after hours bar, party with pet, relaxing morning of service..sounds like a winner to me...every woman on this planet needs to live a DOMINA lifestyle with bois in service to us

as it starts getting colder, all i want to do is relax inside on a couch and have a boi service me by rubbing my feet and back and serving me a meal..then i like him to be able to entertain me with good conversation while we watch a movie...i then like to go to sleep after i've fucked my boi good then laid back and made him service me..that's the best fall...

i saw a cute little subby boi today, he was walking in the downtown area and had his collar showing...i think everyone saw him and just thought he might have been a goth/punk kid but i recognized immediately what he was about...

he was pretty young, early 20s and just as cute as could be...he was walking a little funny and when he walked my direction i stopped him and asked about his "necklace"...he got a little nervous and said it was given to him..i then just cut to the chase and asked him if he was collared and owned...he looked extremely relieved and said yes...i asked him why he was walking so funny and he told me his Mistress had just put his cage on him and ordered him to spend the afternoon walking to get used to it!!!!!   i had to laugh out loud, he told me he kept swelling and leaking and was having difficulty walking...

i told him to continue and make sure to thank his Mistress extra hard for such a thoughtful task..

i read a story online the other day about a Mistress who married her submissive and he waited on her hand and foot - to the extent that he had coordinated his life so that his very successful business was able to be run without him needing to be there the majority of the time.  and that left him free to tend to her (she did not work) day in and day out.  he cooked, cleaned, landscaped, paid all bills, fixed and repaired everything as needed, made himself available sexually and served as her toilet, he read books to keep himself engaging and good entertainment for her pleasure, was locked in a chastity cage, drove her everywhere, set her up with thousands in a bank account, and on and on and on...i was absolutely amazed that one boi was able to do all that..i think if he could have figured out a way to breathe for her he would have, lol!  that is ultimate devotion, what an amazing situation

i had the most extraordinary thing happen today at lunch..i was having a meal at a local panera doing some studying when a sheepish looking man came up to me and asked if he could pay for my lunch..i told him i had already paid and he said that he knew that and still wanted to..i asked him why he would want to do that and he turned a bright red and said he'd been instructed to approach any and all black women that day and do something nice for them!  i looked at him for a second and immediately knew he was acting on an order from a Mistress..(plus i saw his collar peeking out from his shirt)...i immediately made him sit down and relay his full instructions and orders..he was very relieved once he realized i knew what he was doing and why and after he gave me $10 for my lunch he asked if he could also buy me a dessert to take home..i allowed him to do so and got the name of his Mistress..i will give him a good report..i REALLY LOVE that idea of random acts of submissiveness, i'm going to have one of my boys do that too..

had a lovely dinner with a local domina..her pet provided excellent service..he cooked the whole meal, served it, served drinks, made dessert (naked except for his cage) and was generally entertaining...

he only spoke when spoken to and knew his place..he's in very good shape, it was a pleasure to watch him move about the house..

my friend has been bragging to me about how big of a strapon he could take, of course i had to fuck him to verify, and yes, it was true..9in, very easily..

i'm always so interested in how many subs want to be a cuckold..

on hot days like this, the perfect picture to me is reclining on a chaise lounger, having naked and semi-naked bois around me fanning me, serving me drinks and rubbing my feet, keeping me amused and entertained..perfect..

i'm taking a trip to an adult novelty shop in the area to look for another corset, one of mine that i absolutely loved ripped a little and i don't think it's fixable.. i will talk along a boi to tend to my needs as i shop and try things on..

i'm having the urge to give a boi a golden shower today..it is very enjoyable to stand over a pet and release into his mouth and onto his body..it is a remarkable feat when a boi can take a full stream without missing a drop..that's true committment..lol

i really enjoy seeing chastity cages on bois..the more and more i see them i really think they're the way to go PERMANENTLY with any pets from now on..lockedboi has been in his for so many years now he says he feels naked without it..

went to a event last nite, first in a while..was great to see folks out playing and enjoying the lifestyle..then went to an afterhours club and brought the morning in with my bull..it doesn't get any better..life is good

have to coordinate seeing bois this week  :)

ooh, nice surprise today...a sub i know from years back is traveling through town on the way east...

i had him service me fully, massage with multiple happy endings for me and he also brought me a nice latte..

those are the kinds of surprises i like!

i have a lovely bull that i spend time with every so often..he's on tap for friday or saturday nite...

he's not in the lifestyle but he knows that i am and is amused by how much fun i have with my bois..

can't wait...this is going to be a great weekend..

next week i have almost every day free..i'm seeing 2 potential bois...i am absolutely impressed with the bois stepping forward to serve..

a Domme friend of mine asked me the other day what sort of look i like in my submissives..she is very particular and only takes white or asian bois who are very slight in stature and good cooks (and like me they have to be able to take strapon) ..she has a little korean boi that i will take if she tires of him..he looks great in a maid outfit with his cage showing and is an excellent cook..

i don't have a preference per se, i enjoy all types of bois..the longer i'm in the lifestyle i see that i am attracted to temperament really but a good looking submissive will certainly hold my attention too.. 

i expect to be the center of a sub's attention, regardless of what else is going on..i expect to be spoiled and entertained..i demand intelligent bois, i can't stand to be in the company of a dummy...when i have a boi serving me, i expect the service to continue until i say stop..don't ask me along the way if that's good because you're tired..i don't care... 

i'm so glad it's summer now, i will be spending some time with lockedboi soon...that's always nice, he understands his role and place FULLY

i am very pleased with the bois who have presented themselves so quick to me...this is the best group of subs i have seen in a long time..this is going to be a great summer, i will have a lot of time to enjoy their service..

thank u bois for such quick responses...

actively looking for a new pet, you need to be about service and focused on that...

my pet warrenboy has a wonderful journal entry, take a look at it...i have total control of hiim

i hate being so busy that i don't have time to enjoy the affection and attention of my loyal pets..i'm finally done with a number of committments and will be able to enjoy making my bois bend to my will and please me..i will start with warrenboy, he's always ready to accommodate me...lol...

he's fun to show off publicly on collar and leash..

yesterday i kept my pet warrenboy in a constant state of being hard while forcing him to think about me sexually and write about me.  i enjoy controlling him and deciding what he will do and when.  he does not cum anymore without my permission and it will stay that way permanently...

it's been way too long since making a journal entry.  i never wrote about the lovely time i had on my bday with my pet warrenboy.  he was a very attentive pet, fixing me lunch and providing himself for strapon for my pleasure. he's a very good masseuse, i have monthly events out of town that i may take him to as my personal assistant.  he will wait for me all day and when i'm back rub my feet and fix me dinner.

today's my birthday!  spending it with loyal pet warrenboy.

tuesday is my birthday! i will be spending part of it with one of my bois and having another one take me out to dinner a different day.  the one that i will be with on tues is going to be initiated into drinking my golden nectar.....i will also use the 10" on him for quite a while i'm sure and have some relaxing massage.  i'm still deciding what i want from the bois for my birthday.  i already have great service and enjoy gifts from them, whatever is a Mistress to do? 

thanks for the compliments on my pic, it's a recent one from the last party i went to with warrenboi.  the account of the event is in the journal.  i may actually write an account myself after my birthday this week.  there will be plenty to write about.

any bois who want to send me a birthday present this week and are serious, contact me.

 

pet is such a good writer, here's an account of the party we went to on saturday!

Another exciting night out with mistress last night, Dark Nirvana. The organisers of there events should be applauded, everything, as usual, was set up so well, with room, food and drink for all. Thanks to them for setting the event up.
  It was a costume event, and as my mistress pointed out, we see so many great outfits all year around in the lifestyle, come halloween its interesting to see what the folks come up with. That said, a very good friend of my mistress won for "most original costume," She came as a crime scene (CSI), caution tape and all. She looked fabulous and one could tell so much work went into it. A hot Cleopatra was there also and a very cool malice in wonderland too. I also had  the pleasure of meeting a sadist of whom I had been in contact with. She is very experienced, and has offered advice and opinions on a host of lifestyle topics. I asked mistress' permission to approach the lady,  and cautious not to offend anyone! She was awesome, friendly and very engaging.  She looked great in a full length pvc dress (at least I think it was pvc, I am no experct...yet, hehe). She related the problems of driving a car in a rigid corset, more insight into the lifestyle, "wear something that not only looks good, but is comfortable and if needs be, warm too," she said. A little later, I did observe her beating a few subjects, and was thankful my my mistress doesnt beat me too much (only when I displease her, or perhaps for amusement), All in all, the oufits were fatastic. A side bar here. Everyone tells me how friendly people are in this lifestyle, and its all true. Everyone so far has been engaging, and although I feel at ease in these settings, I also feel comfortable knowing the people around me are so friendly.
  As for my night with mistress, I was glad to be her showpiece last night. More than the last time I spent time kissing her petite feet, kissing beautiful behind, kissing her delicate hands and as a special treat, kissing her amaving breats as they overflowed her glorious golden corset. I massaged her neck as she ate, and held her things when she needed, I was the dutiful personal slave, and loved it.
  I am discovering that as well as the visual sumtuousness and raw stimulation these events offer, they also offer what other gathering offers, and that is connections. I had observed it at the Erotica ball the other week. At this event, it was the same. Mistress, met up with her friends from the lifestyle, and socialised. Surrounded by likeminded people. As a dutiful slave, and loving everything about her, I hardly left her side all night. Other than to fetch and serve for her of course. A couple of times she told me to wait, to stay where I was while she mingled, and again, I dont think my eyes left her aluring form.
  Another black domme came over to our table while we were there, my head was down, sending a text to another slave under mistress' direction, her first words were to complement mistress on how her beautiful breasts looked in the corset, immediately my heart froze, it was another mistress I had served long before and left, a little acrimoniously. As I turned and looked up, I saw the recognition in her eyes, I waited for the reaction, and was so relieved, she seemed happy for me, she seemed happy in her self too. The other mistress had a slave in toe and so a conversation of mistresses ensued, about theirs slaves (not with their slaves) while we all sat there.
  Mistress did not parade me around as much this time, instead she introduced me, one-on-one to a few friends, I watched their smiles as mistress told them she liked to use a 10" strap-on on me. I was a little proud of mistress' obvious pleasure at her friends looks of aproval to her statement, then a little worried when they asked when they could watch her with the toy, in her toy (me, lol).
  As the night wore on, mistress settled down to a long conversation with a very experienced domme. It was interesting to listen to the interaction, a strong willed woman talking about ownership, with a strong willed man. His insight and experiences were amazing, but he was suprised at mistress' explanation of my relationship to her, not so much me being pussy whipped (althopugh mistress does consider the pussy a tool in her arsenal) but my dedication to her, one person to another. During the discussion another submissive was told to give mistress an intense massage. I will be honest, I was a little jealous, since I loooove giving mistress a massage (after all, I get to touch her soft warm skin). I was also jealous of him, for having the ability to please mistress with his hands.  He was a fantastic submissive, very engaging and very good at massage. Mistress did keep me close though, tweaking my nipples, grabbing my cock, putting her hands though my hair while she was massaged.
  Finally it was time to go, I followed mistress to her car, just a step behind the whole time, still on my leash, her clutch and crop in my hand. Then when we got to the car, she got that awesome, intense look in her eyes, she talked to me, she seduced me, she worked me up, she had me squirming there between her car and mine. Mistress told me to pull out my/her cock, there in the parking lot. I did so quickly and she smiled, she told me to stroke it, and i did so quickly and she smiled. Then she grabbed my/her cock and started to stroke it sooo slowly, so sensually. Mistress talked the whole time asking me questions, telling me things, the world metled away, only she existed, at that point I would have done anything. Not because of sex (although sexually i was completely in her power at that time), but more because of the control she had of me at that moment, total. I didnt care i had my cock/her out, I didnt care that i was shivering from the cold, I only cared about paying attention to her about complying....then she stopped!
  Mistress told me to stand and wait, my cock still out as people walked by (party goers going home). I looked over my shoulder and mistress was talking with the domme in his van. Mistress called me over and as I walked up to the van, she smiled at the fact I still had my cock out. She told me to stroke for her in front of him. I did so, but suffered stage fright (or maybe it was the cold), she sent me back to the car to wait, cock now put away. When she came over to me she smiled again but told me my punishment for not performing was more chastity, my release for that night was now on hold. So, here I sit, cock hard but untouched, thinking about that intense one-on-one with mistress in the parking lot, mmmm, awesome.

see u at dark nirvana, i think that's the one, tonight!

taking my pet warrenboy

Thanks for all the words of agreement and encouragement with the fakes, liars and time-wasters. i'm starting a list of sub bois in this area and forwarding it to other Dommes in the area. 

Now, back to business! lol

here's a little exchange i just had with my pet warrenboy in his own words.  he's quite a good writer so i'm using the bulk of his writing. enjoy!

A big night last night, I invited my mistress over for cock....tails. We had a relaxing drink first, then I showed my servitude kissing her feet in the living room. she told me to show her my cock then told me it wasnt mine it was hers. srveral times she sqeezed it so tight i thought my eyes might bug out as if in some lurid porn cartoon. When mistress was ready I followed her to my bed. I stripped and prepared her harness, enquiring as to whether she wanted to start with the big black 10'' monster I had been practicing with. Her quick, positive and enthusiastic answer gave me pause for thought, I knew i was in for a rough ride. Boy did I guess right. First mistress watched as i took more and more of the big black member hanging like a loin of pork between her legs. I sucked long and hard, deeper and deeuper until she was satisfied. I got in position, on my hands and knees: ass in the air. I felt the lubricant on my rim then heard it smeared on the cock. My senses heightened I waited. The head of the dildo pressing against my rim. In my training I have learned the most sensitive part of being penetrated by a large cock is that first push in, the rim muscle fighting for control, until finally the cock slides in. Then it's pure pleasure......that is, unless u have an enthusiastic dinner attached to the dildo. With the first thrust I was pushed flat on the bed, my mistress laying on top of me, pinning me. Every thrust after that was punctuated by my yelp. I was sweating and shaking, writhing and moaning. Mistress fucked me good and hard until she was satisfied. Then she let me service her. I sank between her legs, licking and probing. Held in place sometimes encouraged to do more too. Until mistress climaxed all over my face. Like a good boy I ddidnt stop and was rewarded for my efforts with another face full of cum. Mistress relaxed and allowed me to release for her amusement. Even though I had released two days previous i still came hard and fast.. I licked up every last drop and cleaned up....... A great way to spend the night in.

i am seriously considering starting a list of all the fake, time-wasting, asshole submissives on this site and sending it to all the Dommes on the site in my area so we can save each other some time and trouble.  this lifestyle is a thoughtful choice that we all make.  this "thing of ours"  doesn't need people playing games and engaging in lying behavior. 

noir leather party this saturday, i want to take a boi on a leash!

enjoy!!

It had been a while since seeing mistress for some good physical one on one time. Not since walking through the park (of course, always two steps behind her). I sought advice from another boy regarding preparation for mistress taking my behind.  My excitement and fascination growing as he laid out a routine, step by step in vivid detail: Fast before the event. He had suggested fasting the day of the event, but I added my own spin to this. Since it takes food on average three days to pass through the body, I refrained from eating between 10am and 7pm Tuesday. It was a good opportunity to see if I actually could fast, since although I am not fat, I really enjoy food.

The event was going to be an ?afternoon delight,? (some of you may be too young to remember that song by the Starland Vocal Band in 1976), as it is, I was reminded of the song whilst swapping emails with a very wise dome the other night. Of course, now the tune is a backdrop to any thought of Friday afternoons fun, so you can imagine, as I write this, I have already listened to it several times, lol.

I left work at 10am, so pumped I thought my chest would burst. Mistress had emailed me a set of instructions a few days previous, and I hit the store eager to please. On the previous occasion I had gone completely overboard, buying five cheeses, several snacks, and so much fruit mistress could have dined for a week. This time I picked out one cheese, a sharp cheddar, then one item of fruit (grapes have always struck me as a bdsm fruit, the slave feeding the mistress one grape at a time.) I did have a little knife for the cheese, but I had no idea what I was going to do should mistress tell me to peel the grapes! And one hot and spicy snack (something mistress had enjoyed previously).

I was on my way to the hotel, so pleased with myself, I texted mistress detailing what I had purchased. I was ten minutes from the hotel when I received a text from her, she did not like the cheese I had chosen! I immediately turned around; at the store I picked something more appropriate and rushed to the hotel. There was no need to rush, I was so early I was barely able to book in, I stood there wondering what the receptionist would think if she knew the contents of the bag over my shoulder, a collar and leash, a butt training kit, a huge bottle of lubricant and an enema kit (woo hoo, let the good times roll).

I reached the room, texting mistress the room number, she texted back, telling me I was very early. I am an eager, excited boy, hours away from serving his mistress; I would have been earlier if I had picked the right cheese. I stripped and cleaned up.  I laid out my bags of items, food stuffs on one table, sparkling wine in the freezer (I wanted it really chilled for mistress pleasure), butt plug kit, enema kit, collar and leash on another table).  Then I took my time slipping the pre lubed enema stem into my rectum. The thin g feeling puny compared to the big plug I had become so used to using. I pumped the liquid concoction into my bowels, the feeling so erotic, my cock was arching. I took some more of the other slave?s advice and rolled around on the floor to help the enema do a better job (can you imagine the scene had a maid walked in to clean up! A grown man rolling around on the floor naked.  Various bdsm paraphernalia lying around the room, with various snacks on the side). I settled down to one of the  standard enema positions, on my hands and knees, butt high in the air, a very submissive scene. I jumped up and down, did jumping jacks, and shook until the need to visit the bathroom was overwhelming.  

I relaxed on the bed for a while, ensuring the work of the enema was done. Once assured nothing else was going to happened I lubed up the big butt plug, this was another spin on the advice I had been given, I was enjoying adding my own touches to the ritual.  It slipped in easily, that satisfying pop like an exclamation mark ending another paragraph of this erotic book. I could walk around easily with the plug in now, and there was not much mess, since I had used a fraction of the lube I had been using when first I started with this giant plug. After about forty five minutes I took the plug out, there was no build up, an encouraging sign, and then I retrieved the intermediate pug. Mistress had intimated the first strap on would be of that size. I smeared lubricant on the puny piece of rubber and plastic. Then I crawled stood at the mirror. I pushed the plug in and pumped it. I pumped lowly at first, then more vigorously. I stood on a towel, just in case, but was pleased to find my preparation work had paid off. I had a very fuckable ass. I cleaned up, satisfied with my preparations so far, my rumbling stomach forgotten, my arching cock ignored.

Again I relaxed on the bed, counting the minutes, counting the seconds. Mistress texted, she was on her way. I paced like an expectant father. She texted again, she was close. I waited by the door, phone in one hand my collar about my neck, leash hanging limp, unlike my cock. There was a knock and I froze, my brain in overdrive, my phone stuck to my hand, I couldn?t let it go,. Suddenly I was very aware of my hard cock it was arching wildly, so much in fact it hurt. I opened the door and she entered, her smile making my chest puff out. She looked me up and down as I both my cock and I stood to attention, she probe3d and prodded, stroked and held my naked body.  She quickly gave me ordered as she reclined in the chair. I poured her a drink, cut up some cheese, then got on my knees and massaged her petite feet. I stayed down until she said otherwise only coming up to pour more drink or cut more cheese. At one point I was laying on the floor kissing her feet, my cock trapped between the hard floor and my torso. It enjoyed that experience so much I had to get back on my knees.

Then mistress made me gulp. She started to strip, her warm silky skin shimmering in the light, her soft deep eyes drawing me in, her lush lips like magnets to my eyes, her firm breasts gently swaying as the black bra released them.  She laid face down on the bed and I took great delight giving her the best massage I could. I had a coconut massage lotion and took my time covering every square inch of her warm, soft back with the sweet smelling concoction. She indulged me, allowing me to move to her legs, she did not impose any rules on me; she just let me have my fun as she had her massage.  She turned over, her beaming smile consuming me.  I did not realize until now that she did not allow me to massage her breasts, I guess because so wrapped up in the moment. I think she was excited herself, because it was at that moment she told me to go wash all of her strap on equipment.

It was a very effective strategy, mistress had mentioned she had several attachments and had been trying to establish which one she would use, so she had brought them all. I pulled the first one out, it was a little bigger than the intermediate, but smaller than the biggest plug, I took out the next. It was bigger than my cock! I dug into the bag again, retrieving an even bigger dildo; it felt so meaty in my hands. Then I went in once more. This fishing trip brought in the big one, I gathered from what mistress had told me that it was ten inches long, it was so thick and it felt heavy in my hand. I gulped, not scared (I trusted my mistress? judgment) but I did wonder what I had let myself in for.  Finally I withdrew the harness, it was a basic design, a cute little orange protrusion to plug into each of the dildo attachments, as I looked at it I figured I would just about be able to take that in my ass?.boy was I wrong. I carefully washed each item, making sure they were free of any external objects, dust, and the like.  After I had carefully dried each item I lined the dildos up in a row, small to large, on the side.

Mistress stood and I attached the harness. I have a very nice leather harness on order, but it had not arrived on time, so this one would have to do. Once it was on, she told me to kneel at her feet. She went to the collection of dildos and I watched as she snapped the smallest one in place. She showed it to me, swinging it inches from my nose, and then told me to suck on it long and hard. Like a good boy I did not hesitate, taking its full length down my throat, sucking again and again. She voiced her pleasure and held my held pumping the cock in my mouth. She was pleased and told me to get onto the bed. As I looked at the wall I heard the sounds, lubricants being smeared on rubber, mistress sighs as she stroked the cock, and then all was quiet, all was peaceful. Until she leaned in and told me that if it hurt I should tell her. In fact what she said was ?the first time would hurt, but say something if it hurts too much.? I was faithful to my plug training, but still apprehensive. There was no turning back now; so much was my eagerness to please her. I felt her hand on my body, the feel of cold rubber against my ass... Slowly the head of the cock found its way to my rim, resting there for a moment, then, then, and then?.she pushed it in. Like the big plug going in, there was an initial discomfort, I felt my rim expand, and then she was deep inside me. She sighed her pleasure and praised me for my training; she slowly started to fuck me, the strokes pushing my body back and forth. She settled into a rhythm and then begun to change her position a little, up high, laying flat on top of me, trapping my torso between her strong thighs, fucking me again and again. She withdrew, praising me more. By now my cock was so hard it hurt, my foreskin pulled back by the pumping, rubbing against the bedclothes. I caught my breath, sweat dripping from both of us. She wondered out loud if I might take the bigger attachment and before I could comment she hopped off the bed. I watched as she removed the smaller attachment and gawked a little as the next cock was attached. She smiled at me as she climbed back onto the bed, again I heard her apply the lubricant, again I waited in silence, and again it was a shock when the head of the cock spread my rim. This time she drove home, and I did squeal, but once it was inside me I was fine. She started fucking me again, longer strokes now due to the longer length of cock, slow methodical pumps, deep and penetrating, she grabbed me around my waist, pulling me towards her and I felt my ass crashing against her hips, again and again and again. She layed on top of me and I felt the cold sweat on her tummy stick her to my back, it felt so good. She fucked me for what seemed like forever, and then, then she was done.

She praised me, then told me to clean everything up including myself. Then she smiled at me, a becoming smile, a playful smile. She told me she had my birthday present; she told me she had confided with another dome on her choice of present, and then laughing she told me how the other dome had suggested that the gift was more a gift for her than me. She lay back on the bed, spread her lovely legs and told me to service her until she told me to stop. Happy birthday me! I licked and kissed and swallowed, twice she came and she kept me down there until she was completely satisfied.

Then we had a nap together. One thing I have learned with mistress is to obey and enjoy, and a nap with her was so very nice, curled up together in the bed, mistress took one end of my leash and pulled me tight to her as she slept. We slept for so long, until finally it was time to get up. By then I was ravenous, having not eaten for so many hours. I as ked permission and indulged in some snacks and a glass of wine. It felt so comfortable walking around the hotel room my collar around my neck, the leash dangling free. Then we lay on the bed talking. She told me I would soon have some new training to submit to, golden showers and like a good boy I just nodded and listened. Mistress told me she was going to a fet party that night, and mentioned another was coming up in a few weeks where we could go together, and she could show me off, I just cant wait!

i had a fun experience today. i'm renovating my kitchen and went to my local lowe's store to get some supplies and such.  as i was shopping i saw a VERY tall woman(?) at the paint counter asking for help.  i noticed her at first for her height but as i got closer i noticed it was clearly a person born a man but in whatever stage of transition to being a woman.  she was wearing a wig and did not have womanly curves, instead just a straight up and down body with no ass, built like a very tall junior high boy.  she obviously had implants and you could see that from the lowcut tank top she was wearing.  she had positioned the wig to fall onto her face because there was obviously a jawline or something she was trying to camoflouge.  i tried to approach her to ascertain if she was a submissive and into the lifestyle but i couldn't find her after getting my supplies.  i'm often approached online and at fetish events by CD's and such and i find them interesting.  they often make very lovely hand maidens and personal servants, for me i prefer using them non-sexually but they are usually very accommodating.  i think they are the most fun to go shopping with, as we're often looking for the same things! lol . much like hanging around with a gay man (which i do alot of because i work in the arts)  their opinions are as good any girlfriends'. 

i'm going to do a strap on session (well, ok, gang bang) with another beautiful ebony domme from this site and one of my ever so slutty bois. we are going to work both of his holes over and then have him serve us. 

life is good.

thinking of going to a fet event this saturday.

This weekend has been another landmark in my relationship with mistress; in fact it has been the biggest to date. Mistress had called me earlier in the week and told me to take time off work Friday and book a room. As usual mistress left the details of the task to me and gauged my efforts. Fortunately she thought I did well. I booked the room after I read her text, booked a room that was not too big, not too small but, ahh, just right and like a good boy took time from work to tend to her needs.

As the day approached I became more and more nervous, more and more excited and more and more aroused. As usual I was under strict denial instructions from mistress, but my mind was in overdrive fantasizing what the first time alone with her might be like. My cock hard more than it wasn?t.

 The day arrived and the first road block stopped me, I was running late but mistress took it in good stride and let me wallow in self doubt. I quickly made up time and after shopping and tending to other business I checked into the hotel. I settled in the room, laying out everything mistress had ordered, fruit, snacks, cheeses, and champagne.

I settled in, arriving so early I had too much time on my hands, too much time to think about the possibilities, too much time to think about her body, so radiant, so warm, too much time for my wicked cock to flex in my pants as it tried to get me to go against mistress orders and stroke it. As the meeting time came I became pensive, and too excited, I really hope the hotel does not charge me for the hole I wore in the carpet as I paced back and forth. The time passed and I was crestfallen, the minutes ticked by and then a text came. It was mistress and she was letting me know she was leaving to come see me! I was shaking, I wondered how long it would take, I wondered how long I would last, I wondered if I had time to pop out and get a few more items.

It seemed to take forever but finally I received the text I had craved, mistress had arrived. She told me to strip and wait. I have never stripped so fast and was lucky not to lose a button or break a limb as I stripped in a blur. I held my breath, waiting for the knock, when it came I sprinted to the door. I opened it and saw mistress looking radiant, her dynamite smile, her buxom breasts, her firm body and three bags!....I had to wonder what was in three bags, and I am sure mistress enjoyed my intrigued look she smiled and I arched, she stepped in and I panted, she touched me and I was set alight!

She surveyed me and had me twirl; she stroked and touched me, like a cattle baron checking livestock. She was pleased. Then I guided her though the food, she was pleased with everything so far and had me pour her a glass of champagne as she sank into the chair. She told me to get on my knees at her feet and I sank down. After a little small talk she directed me to one of her bags and told me to retrieve some lotion. This afforded me the opportunity to see what else was in bag number one, and she laughed as she knew what I had seen, ropes and the white corset we had bought together so many weeks before. I settled to my task, massaging mistress feet with the lotion as she talked. Like a good boy I listened only talking when appropriate. Then mistress leaned down close and whispered, the whisper feeling so intense it made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up and goose bumps come up on my arms. She told me how she was enjoying the view, a boy at her feet, a boy where a boy should be, serving her, I did not argue, I was obedient and loved the fact she was looking at me.

 When mistress was satisfied she called me up to her level, she took off her top revealing her breasts to me. She laughed and asked if I had fantasized sexually about her. Like an obedient boy I did not hesitate did not lie I told her I had. She asked if I liked her breasts and I told her I loved them, she asked if I wanted to touch them and of course I told her yes. Then she told me I would not enjoy her body sexually for some time, but as a treat she would allow me to suckle her wonderful breasts. I leaned in and felt her warmth on my face, then as my lips closed around a pulsing nipple I tasted sweetness. I sucked and sucked, then sucked some more, I switched to the other nipple, not wanting it to feel left out, I sucked for as long as I could keeping my hands at my side at all times, until finally mistress broke away.

I rested there still on my knees panting as mistress lay face down on the bed, she told me to continue the massage and I took to my task with relish, stroking, rubbing and kneading her warm, soft cocoa skin, I thrilled each time she sighed or moaned I craved to massage every inch of her and each time she praised me I tried harder until she finally told me to move to her legs. She has a firm body, her calves were strong, her thighs firm and yes, I did push up as far as I could glimpsing such an outstanding behind. Each stroke was more intense than the last, pre cum dripping from my cock. Mistress asked me what I was looking at and again, as quickly and as honestly as I could I told her I was enjoying looking at her awesome behind. She asked if I wanted to touch it and I answered quickly ?yes.?  She told me to stroke her ass, to hold her ass, to feel her ass, and I did, then she lifted her skirt up so I could see her behind, and told me to massage it.  

Never in the course of human history has it taken one person so long to massage another person?s behind, the whole day was a blur, but that scene seemed to last forever, I can still feel the softness, still smell the lotion and still remember the ache of my cock as I stroked massaged and kneaded her buttocks. I was a little sad when she stopped me, but not for long, as her seductive hand passed over her glistening breasts. She asked if I wanted to massage them, and I guess my face showed my answer because she laughed and told me to get more lotion and massage them. I stroked, and squeezed and kneaded them as she looked on, my mouth dry my cock in overdrive it was ecstasy, and then she looked over to the bedside where the three butt pugs stood like soldiers on parade. She stopped my massaging and asked about the plugs, asked how I was doing asked if the biggest was going well and then told me to show her?.by putting in all three, starting with the smallest.       I all but leapt from the bed, lubing the smallest up (even though I didn?t need lube!....my brain wasn?t working right by then) and started to put it in. She stopped me and called me to the bedside, told me to show her as I put it in. I caught my breath and pushed the little plug in. She laughed at the sight then told me to show her the next one. I took my time easing it in , the plug a little firmer than the last but still a little loose. She told me to bend over and I bent until my hands touched the floor. She kept me there for as few minutes and asked about the biggest plug, she asked how big it was and I told her 7? long, 3?  at its widest with a 1.5? neck when in. She told me to show here and I went to lube the plug up. I returned to the bedside and started to ease it in. ¾ of the way in I had to stop and take it out, sweat dripping from my face. On the next attempt it seated home with the satisfying pop I have come to love. Automatically I bend down as far as I could so she could survey my plugged ass. I was excited by her positive response but her last comment sent me over the edge. The sight of the plug in my ass made her horny and she wanted to fuck me. She told me the reason she couldn?t use the strap on was that because I had not had an enema it would be too messy, but she wanted to take me for a test drive. She lad me lay towels down, then took the intermediate plug and pushed it inside me, then covered my ass with a towel. Then she spread my legs and came up close behind me, I could feel her strong calves against mine, feel her thighs against mine and then she started pulling the plug out and pushing it in, her body going back and forth with the strokes, fucking me. She was pleased with the result and told me to get an enema kit soon and get proficient with it, she was eager to fuck me and wanted a friend of hers to fuck me too as I sucked cock for their amusement.

 I was elated, excited, as was so horny my balls and cock ached. She had me lay on the bed and spoon her, as I stroked her back, it was so peaceful and relaxing and she told me I relaxed her. I relished the time and savored every moment. Then she turned over, her breasts sucking me in like hypnotic discs. She took my hand and guided it to her clit. She began to stroke her clit with my fingers, guiding me to go slower, more intense ly letting me do it on my own for a moment then guiding me once more. When she was satisfied she told me to cu. I stroked for only a few moments (I had not cum in about two weeks), the ejaculation so intense cum spurted over my shoulder as I lay there. Mistress was pleased and turned face down again. Again I spooned her and stroked her back until she fell asleep. I lay there against her watching tv and watching over her as she slept, a most relaxing and rewarding time.

 When mistress awoke she smiled and told me to go get my collar and leash. I had not even thought about it since her arrival. She smiled again and told me she was going to take me, going to won me, I WAS HERS! I had completely forgotten this was my final interview my final test to be taken by her, so wrapped up in making the experience the best I could for her I had put any thought of myself aside. I was in ecstasy I was reveling in the moment, I was?.hard again! Mistress noticed and stroked me, it drove me wild but I knew I was drained. We lay on the bed together mistress and submissive, flesh to flesh, and then she told me I could leave whilst she would relax alone. As I left that night I knew it was not the end it was just the beginning, and the next chapter would come very soon, mistress wanted to take me to a fet gathering the next night?..and boy would that be fun.

i saw the funniest pic in one of my yahoo groups. it was a two story outhouse with the top part being for a Mistress and the bottom part being for her boi!

oops meant figging on the last entry

there are so many interesting ways to have and use a boi.  they are so useful with cleaning/fixing/repairing that really a Miss shouldn't have to be bothered doing much of anything unless she wants to. 

that's just one arena though.

where do i begin with the physical/sexual uses of a boi?  i enjoy spending time with bois and what i really like is when a boi comes to the table ready for anything.  of course we all have different activities that we gravitate to, spanking, strapon, golden shower, oral service, name the pleasure.  but it shows a true boi of service who's open to trying new things with a Mistress he trusts.  sounds are an amazing activity and require just a special boi. i heard about an activity called gingering that i'm still not sure i believe! lol. wearing a chastity cage is a big committment, not for the faint of heart.