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(( I want... to be possessed ))
I am yours. You have the right of possession. You have the authority to stop me seeing anyone you don't want me to see, whether another man or single girlfriends who might encourage me to take a walk on the wild side. You have the right to tell me to ask you permission before going anywhere or seeing anyone. You have the right to meet or speak to people I see. You have the right to make whatever conditions you think fit.

When I was visiting a friend, and she and I were going out one afternoon, her husband handed her her cell phone and said, “Don't forget your leash.” He requires her to be contactable wherever she goes. You have the right to require that too. You have the right to tell me to let you know where I am going. You have the right to tell me to seek permission to go where I want to go. You have the right to say no.

If I ever forget my cell phone or otherwise fail to respect your authority, you have the right to require me to submit to a spanking that is so severe it makes me cry and scream and beg you to stop – a spanking I'd never want repeated.

I love you and I'd never really want to annoy you, but do I want your control to be real. So would you be prepared to give me a severe spanking now, to show me what I'll be in for if I get out of line? I hope this doesn't sound like a chore for you… it just really does it for me when I feel the reality of your authority. My spirits soar when my bottom's sore.

You have the right to check on me as much as you like. You have the right to ask me anything you like, and to expect honest answers. I do not mind you ‘interrogating’ me – as my husband, you have the right to do so any time you wish.

I find it erotic to be possessed, caged, constrained, reined-in. I don't find it at all unpleasant. It makes me feel yours, safe, that you care, that we have a connection, and that you trust me. It makes me want to give you more pleasure than ever.

You have the right to tell me to dress modestly when I go out. If you wanted me to wear a chastity belt when I go out with the girls, I would. You have the right to tell me to wear a necklace or bracelet upon which you have had engraved our names, or even something like “This woman belongs to …” or “I belong to …”

You tell me these things to me in respectful tones – respectful but firm – respectful, never patronizing or angry. I obey. I am yours.

Kisses, Katrina



Real Life Daddy Master Mistress Couple Required for Very Trainable 24/7 now submissive Gyrl

Hello, May I start by saying I am a Pre Op Trans Gyrl. I Started Transistion 6/06 . My name is Katrina ! I live in St. Petersburg, Florida . Lived here now 25 years. Quess you could say I don't move around to much.

I am changing very much Physical. Something Like My Skin is now Silky Smooth, My Smells are now as a womens, My Breast Yes there growing. My body is beginning now to change. There are many many Mental changes Now also. I am lossing those boi feelings Emotions,Desirers. I tend to think very different now in many ways. I think of things like Pleasing my Guys Wishes, Dreams, Desirers. Meeting him at the Door Pleasing his Visual Desirers. Cooking him Dinner. Do his Clothes. Cuddling next to him on the couch, Snuggling up next to him in bed. Oooh the feelings of warmth and Security this instills in me now.

Please understand I am very Passive Submissive Now. I am not talking abought turn it on and turn it off.. I am truelly a 24/7 Submissive Girl Now..

Please understand I have No desirers of being domm. Please don't ask because I do not have those desirers any more.

I have desirers in Couples, Men, Guys, No boys,, Please I am not looking for one nighters! I need more than that. If your looking for a True Understanding Caring girl with honest true feelings and emotions then I am her.

I find now thats words have great control over me. I now listen to every word said. They carry great meaning to me now.

Hugs and Kisses,

Katrina

8/26/2008 6:41:11 PM
Tonight was going to be the night. She wouldn't expect a thing. I made sure everything was in place and did a final check of the things I would need: a blindfold, a feather, a bowl of ice, a candle, a lighter, and a rubber glove "just in case". Perfect! I couldn't wait for her to come home. What would she do? This thought made my stomach flutter and for a moment I wondered if I was making a terrible mistake. The sound of a car pulling into the drive cut that apprehensive thought off before I could change my mind. How long would it take to put all this away and do the dishes? Way Too long. Oh, God, one look at the sink full of this morning's dishes and she'd know something was suspicious. It was the one thing she'd asked me to do before she left. Asked? Well, in her own way she asked.
"Make sure the dishes get done before I get home tonight. Do you understand?"
"Yes," had been my breathless reply. Oh, yes, I had understood. I understood perfectly well. I knew that if they weren't done I would pay for that transgression. I didn't know how the consequences would occur but I had no doubts that they would, indeed, occur. Of that I had no doubt. And now it was too late to question the intelligence of the decision I had made not to do them. They still sat stacked in the same neat piles they had been in this morning. I could almost swear they were taunting me now. Now, when even they must know it was too late to change my mind. With that final thought, the sound of a key unlocking the door invaded the thunderous silence of my own thoughts.
Holding my breath I watched as the figure of my Mistress filled the doorway. She had a way of making me forget even to breathe. Seeing me standing in the entrance with signs of obvious apprehension made her raise an eyebrow inquisitively. A gleam of curiosity flickered in the depths of her hazel eyes before being shadowed by a mask of indifference.
"Well, well, what has you so eager to greet me and yet so hesitant to speak, little one?" she asked softly. It was the softness that sent chills down my spine. Now more than ever I wanted desperately to have just a few more minutes to do the damn dishes! Oh, but how I anticipate pleasing her as well. The two thoughts warred for a moment in my head, echoing their sentiments. Words were stuck in my throat. I felt my mouth open and close again but no sound came out. At this, her eyebrow again raised and another glint came into her eyes, but this time it was not merely one of curiosity. It was one of open challenge and excitement. She knew more by my silence than by my words that I had not done as she had asked. She, however, was not going to let me off easily on this one. She was not going to fill in the blanks for me âs“ she was going to demand that I admit to my sin. And she was going to draw out the anticipation as long as she could. It was a gift she had âs“ to say and do nothing and let me torture myself in the process.
Slowly she took off her coat, hung it in the hall closet and asked, "So, how was your day?"
My day? How was my day?! How could she ask me that?! What does she mean how was my day? Images of how I spent the seemingly endless hours of my day flashed through my mind like a trailer for a movie. Oh, God, I thought, this was going to be worse than I had imagined! My day was spent preparing myself for what I knew was going to be a very satisfying night with you. My day was spent cleaning, dusting, vacuuming, scrubbing, showering, and shaving to make everything perfect for you. The way you like it. My day was spent trying desperately to avoid the kitchen sink so as not to be tempted to do the one chore you asked of me. My day was spent wondering how you would react when you saw the dishes still piled up in the sink from this morning. My day was spent carefully planning and calculating this exact moment. But never once in the course of my day did I actually expect that I would have to tell you that I didn't do the one task you had required of me. Never once during the entire day. How do I tell you all that? Not knowing how to do so I said the first thing that came to mind, "Fine." "Fine? Tell me more. Tell me what you did today. Tell me everything," she probed.
Nervously I began rattling off all the chores I had done during the day. Luckily, since I had just completed that mental list for myself it was easy enough to repeat. While reciting the events of the day I began to walk with her to the bedroom where I began to untie her boots, remove them, and set them neatly by the door. I almost added this to my list of events for the day but thought better of it and refrained. I looked up to see her merely nodding at my breathless litany.
"Is that all?" she asked.
This was the moment I had been waiting for all day. I wanted the chance to tell her what I had really been doing all day. "No," I began breathlessly. I didn't have the courage to look at her when I finished the rest of the sentence, so I stated the rest of my memorized speech to her sock-clad feet. "I also prepared myself to show you how much I adore you. If you will only allow me show you this, mistress, it will hopefully be worthwhile for you. Please," I finished in a rush.
Surprised at this unusual turn of topic she assessed me for a moment then slowly inclined her head once to grant me permission to continue.
Thrilled at this opportunity to please her, I began to unbutton her shirt slowly. Still nervous, I began to babble about how much I had looked forward to her coming home and how eager I was to please her. By then, her shirt was completely removed and I placed my hands on the buttons of her jeans.
Before I could continue she put her hands forcefully on top of mine to stop me from continuing. Confused, I looked up at her inquisitively. "You will please me only when you are naked before me and not before," she clarified for me. Instinctively I wanted to throw off my clothes, as fast as possible, but I knew that wasn't what she wanted to see. Slowly I stood before her and began to unbutton my shirt. I let it slip gently over my shoulders and slide down my back to the floor. I shivered from the sensations of the starched cotton gliding over my soft skin. I then unbuttoned my jeans and turned so that when I slid them down I would be bent over with my panty-clad ass in the air toward her. A soft hiss of breath told me that she appreciated the view. I stepped carefully out of each leg of my jeans before slowly turning back toward her.
Looking deep into her eyes I unhooked my bra and crossed my arms over my chest to pull the arm straps down. She could tell me to strip but I could decide how slowly I wanted to reveal myself to her. Dropping my bra on the pile of clothes already on the floor I thrust my chest proudly forward toward her. I knew she liked my breasts. She would often come up to squeeze them or to pinch the nipples just to watch them pucker and strain into her palm. My growing excitement and the coolness of the air now caused them to become tiny hard beads. I wondered if she had noticed yet, so I cupped one breast in each hand and pinched the tiny nipples so that they jutted out toward her more.
She noticed. I heard her deep low growl and knew I was pushing the limits of how far she would let me play this taunting game with her. I quickly moved my fingers down to the waistband of my lavender panties, edged them under the tight elastic and began slowly pushing them down the length of my thighs. This time I bent forward to cover as much of my body as possible hoping to draw this delicious moment out for one more heartbeat. I knew her gaze would be fixed on my now free-swinging pendulous breasts as they drew toward the floor. I finally stood up, stepped out of my panties, left them where they fell and stood to allow her to gaze on my now fully naked body to her fill.
I began walking toward her and noticed that her eyes were still on my rock hard nipples. After all, they were at eye level. When I reached the bed I again placed my hand on the buttons of her jeans and began to pull them slowly open. She stood up to grant me better access to them and so that I could pull them down to the floor without delay. Kneeling at her feet I pulled her jeans completely off and before I had the chance to stand again she grabbed me by the back of my hair and tugged on it hard enough to make my eyes water a bit.
She tilted my head up to face her and growled, "You are mine, little one." As if I needed to be reminded? As if it weren't already in my every thought?
Even though she hadn't phrased it as a question, I answered her with an immediate, "Yes, mistress, I am all yours. Always."
Nodding arrogantly, she released my hair and allowed me to continue my ministrations. I finished undressing her and asked if she would grant me further liberties of blindfolding her.
"For what purpose?" she demanded.
"Simply for the purpose of further pleasing you, mistress. I wish to show you what I feel but I am still a bit nervous" I humbly replied.
At this she smiled a bit smugly, nodded once, and barked, "Good. Nervous will keep you in line, but remember that I will allow it only this once." At that she climbed onto the huge queens bed, laid there with her hands propped behind her head, and waited for me to continue. Yes, she would grant me certain liberties, but she would not make obtaining them any easier!
I climbed onto the bed after her and reached down behind the bed to where I had hidden my "stash" of materials earlier in the day. I thought to myself, "Well, that's one of the chores I did today that I conveniently forgot to mention to her when she asked about my day." I almost smiled at that thought, but when I pulled out the blindfold and looked back into the heat of her eyes I quickly changed my mind. It was better not to have told her. I hope. It seemed like a shame to cover such beautiful eyes, but I knew I'd never have the courage to go through with my plan if I could feel her watching me as well.
Carefully, so as not to disturb her I again knelt over the side of the bed and picked up the feather. Not knowing where to start, I began at the most logical place ât her face. I felt her slight twitch at the initial contact of the feather on her skin. Slowly I traced every curve and hollow of her beautiful face. Lovingly, I watched as the feather traced the path that I wished my tongue could follow. But I knew if I gave in now it would be over too quickly. And I wanted this to last. Gently, I switched from a gliding motion to a quick tapping one and tapped a path down her neck to her shoulders.
Without warning I replaced the feather with an ice cube. I heard her startled gasp and then nothing. She had returned to her reserved silence. With one hand I continued the chilling assault on her upper body from shoulders to breasts and back. With the other I carefully prepared the next sensation tool âs“ the candle. I could see the wet path the ice had left along her skin. I could see a hint of Goosebumps on her flesh âs“ the only indication that she was cold, for her voice would give nothing away.
I lifted the ice cube off her body and cooed, "Aw, you are cold. Here, let me warm you" with that, I lifted the candle and tilted it directly over her taught nipple. A sharp cry and a muffled gasp were the only indications that she had noticed the difference.
Confident now, I continued to leave a trail of hot wax followed by a soothing drop of water from the ice cube along her entire torso focusing on her now rigid nipples and tender breasts. Fascinated, I watched as the wax created miniature sculptures on her erect nipples. But it was not enough. I wanted more. I set aside the candle and the ice so that I could test out the sensations I alone could create. Nothing artificial, simply flesh, tongue, and teeth. Greedily I couldn't imagine ever being sated by this woman. My Mistress..
Eagerly, I began to nip at the soft flesh of her inner thighs. Again startled by the path I had taken, but apparently eager to experience more, she parted her thighs to allow me entrance to her wetness. But I refused to allow her to finish so quickly. With more strength than I knew I had, I lifted her left side and rolled her onto her stomach. She struggled to regain control, but I was too heady to stop. Lying fully along the length of her body I whispered into her ear, "Please. Not yet. Let me first show you what it is to be taken in the same way you take me. Let me feel your power while you feel my pleasure."
Ceasing her struggles she growled into the pillow that she was allowing me one final chance before she called an end to this game. I agreed quickly. Sitting up, I could for a moment only gasp appreciatively at the site of her prone body. The muscles of her back were tense from anticipation. I ran my fingers lightly along these to ease her stress. My eyes followed a path lower to the tight curve of her ass. Moaning in lust, I couldn't help but remember the feel of that ass beneath my fingertips. Ah, yes, the ass that would tighten with each thrust of her hips as she drove a cock relentlessly inside me. A cock that would find itself embedded in my wet ass and claim it as its own. My hands would dig into her flesh aching to feel the heat I knew was inside her. My nails cut tiny half moons into the supple flesh of her ass as I grabbed her trying to pull her deeper inside of me.
I could smell her musky scent as she began to get wet from my touch. This must be what she feels when she is inside of me ât“ this power, this thrill. Now I knew why she took me with such passionate force. And again I wanted more. I scored a path with my nails down the length of her back from shoulders to ass and watched in fascination as the marks went from glowing white to a dark pink color. Again I scored the same path, this time digging in harder until angry red marks began to raise in long thin welts. Throughout this my mistress had been surprisingly quiet. Her body flinched under my assault, but I wanted still more. I wanted to hear her cry out the same way I cried out when she fucked me so expertly. Angry and frustrated that this most recent tactic hadn't gotten such a response, I leaned down and bit her right shoulder. She groaned deep in her throat which merely excited me further. I leaned back and saw the perfect circle of dents my teeth had left in her skin. Beautiful. For a start.
Grabbing her hips with my nails I bent down and sunk my teeth deep into her left shoulder. I could feel the soft tissue of muscle give way beneath my sharp incisors. This time I got a definitive reaction. She forcefully thrust her head and her ass into the air and moaned in pain. And pleasure? Who would have thought? Here I thought I was the only one who enjoyed the pinching sensation of being bitten. The scent of her pussy drew me down to where her ass and thighs met in a diamond patch of wetness. Groaning, I thrust my tongue deep into her pussy to drink in as much of her cum as possible. She thrust her ass into the air to give me further access to her pussy and finally deigned to speak to me.
"Ah, there's the little slut I'm used to. I wondered how long it would take you to tire of your game and finally put your tongue where it belongs," she taunted.
All I could do is groan in agreement. I knew I couldn't hold out as long as she could. I was a slave for her pussy. Taking the game in her own hands now, she dictated to me exactly how and where to put my tongue and fingers and how to fuck her properly.
"That's right, little one, keep working my pussy with your tongue. And I want your fingers on my clit nonstop. Do you hear me? If you stop rubbing my clit even for one second or if you pull your little slut tongue out of my pussy once without my permission I will get up and leave you here. I will tie you down with nothing but my wetness on your chin to remind you of me. Do you want that? Do you want me to take my pussy away from you?" she tormented.
All I could do is groan and attempt a muffled, "hmmph mmph" while trying to keep my tongue thrusting into her hot wet pussy and working my fingers furiously on her clit. Desperate to have her continue to allow me to tongue fuck her I sucked hard on her cunt and pounded her clit back and forth until I began to feel her tighten.
"Not yet, little one - - I'm going to make you work for me to cum. First you are going to feel my pussy cum with your fingers inside me and you can keep your greedy tongue occupied by licking my ass. And if you do a very good job at tonguing my ass and finger fucking me I will let you cum when I am done," she dictated to me.
I couldn't do anything but gasp, "Oh, yes" before she had thrust her rounded ass into my face and demanded, "Give it your tongue. I want it hard and tight. Now!"
Thrusting my fingers into her now dripping wet pussy and my tongue into her tight asshole I could feel my own clit tingling (Smiles) and begging for release.
Knowing my weakness, she ordered, "Don't you dare cum until I do, bitch, or you will not be allowed to suck my cunt for a month!" You just keep finger fucking me good and give me that tongue all around my ass like the good little slave you are" At that she breathlessly began to force herself back onto both my tongue and fingers hard.
Grunting from the exertion, she increased her rhythm until she was fucking herself onto me. I was nothing but her personal "ass and pussy" dildo and I loved every minute of it! My own pussy (cock) was clenching hard trying to achieve the release it ached for, but I continued to turn my focus from my own tingling pussy (cock) to that of my mistress. I could feel her tightening around my fingers. She reached back to hold my head in place as she thrust back onto me to push my tongue and fingers in deeply one final time before she shouted out her release. Sweating from holding my own orgasm I could only shake and hold onto her tightly until I could bring my breathing under control.
"You really are a greedy slut, aren't you? I bet you could cum just from tonguing my ass couldn't you?" she querried. Breathlessly I could only pant, "Yes, mistress."
"Prove it!" she demanded. "You may lick my ass, but you may not touch either my cunt or your own."
Delirious with joy, I grabbed hold of her hips and began to rock myself into a fucking motion with my tongue penetrating and withdrawing from her ass rhythmically. Picturing how she always withdrew her dildo from my Ass pussy almost to the point of pulling completely out and then thrusting hard and deep into me again, I mimicked this same pattern with my tongue and her ass. Each time my tongue would push into her ass my hips would thrust down onto the bed and rub my own clit against the harsh texture of the blanket that was still on the bed. Oh, how I wish for just one minute I could use my hard cock (only 4 inches Erect and I could feel the tight ridges of her ass muscles clenching around my hard erection as I forced it deep inside her virginal ass. If only I could force my tongue to swell and fill her tighter and deeper. I wanted to crawl inside her. I wanted to feel her pussy from the inside out. I wanted to fuck her like she fucks me.
"That's it - - fuck me with your tongue. Feel me suck you deep into me. I feel you ready to cum. Yes, cum for me little one. That's it . . . oh, you are so ready to cum for me, aren't you?" she urged.
I could only grab her hard, pull her deeper onto me and thrust my clit one final time onto the bed when I felt the deep and violent explosion rock me onto her stiffly. Crying out, I stretched up trying to ride out the crest of the wave as it washed over me. She didn't give me time to think before she reached back to grab me by my hair and pulled me up to where she lay. Forcefully, she thrust me onto my back and demanded that I tell her to whom I belonged.
"You, mistress," I sobbed, "There is only you."
"That's right," she growled, "And I don't ever want you to forget it." She then forced three fingers into my still quivering wet tushie and began to finger fuck me hard. I rode her fingers and grabbed her ass to pull her harder and deeper into me. She didn't give me time to breathe as she thrust her tongue into my mouth and began the same assault on my mouth that her hand was doing to my pussy. Again the crest of an orgasm overtook me so forcefully that I instinctively grasped at her wrist in a silent plea for her to cease her torment and allow me to ride out this orgasm gently. My nails dug deep into her wrist. I could feel her pulse beating erratically beneath my fingertips. My pussy was desperately sucking on her fingers seeking a final stretch of closure from the most recent orgasm.
"Mmmm . . . I can feel your pussy sucking my fingers like it was its favorite cock," she purred, "but it is your mouth that should be sucking my cock dry." With that she pulled her fingers from my sopping pussy and pressed them to my lips. "Open up, little one, and taste your sweet cunt on my fingers. Lick them dry like the good little slut girl you are," she commanded.
Hungrily, I sucked on her cum soaked fingers. I drew them deeply into my throat and thrust my tongue in between each finger to make sure I had sucked off every bit of cum from them.
"Good girl," she praised, "now go bring me my pants and pick up the clothes you so sloppily threw on the floor in your greedy haste to please me."
Contentedly, I brought her jeans from the floor and turned to pick up my own pair that I had thrown next to them. So absorbed was I in my task that I had neither seen her remove the belt from the loops of her jeans nor heard the soft whistle of the leather as it swung through the air in an arc toward me. It was not until I felt the sharp sting and heard the loud CRACK! Of the soft leather on my ass that I remembered that I had not told her about the dishes I hadn't done that day. But she had remembered. Remembered with a vengeance, apparently, from the feel of the sudden heat on my ass. I stood up and turned toward her with shock in my eyes.
"Ah, I can see you thought I had forgotten, hadn't you?" she accurately commented.
I could do nothing but stutter, "I – I – "
"Did you think I would forget with your little game that I gave you a task to complete and that you had completely disregarded my request today?" she innocently asked.
"Na no know “ No, mistress, I just - - " I stammered.
"You just what? Don't try to get yourself out of it now. You knew what you would get if you didn't have them done today, didn't you?" she asked accurately pinpointing the one task that I had, indeed, left incomplete today.
"Yes, mistress, but I - - " I tried to explain.
"No butts!" she cut me off, "none, that is, but yours. Now, get over here, put your hands up in the air and spread your legs out. Take your punishment like a good little girl. You don't want to make this any worse than it already will be do you?"
"Na no No," I began. I couldn't finish. Numbly I walked over to where she stood, put my hands up over my head and spread my legs out in a solid stance.
She grabbed my wrists and held them together over my head so I wouldn't be tempted to try to cover ass with them or to ease the pain in any way. Without warning she began the assault on my ass and thighs all the while reciting my transgressions. I could do nothing but dance from one foot to the other while listening to the litany of my sins fall from her lips.
I had not only not done the dishes, I had: purposefully disobeyed a direct request, refrained from telling her that I had disobeyed that same request, overstepped my bounds to demand that I be allowed to please her, plotted a seduction without asking permission first, cum without also asking permission, stopped her hand from continuing to thrust into my pussy during the last orgasm because I had decided I was done. At this sin she began a furious rhythm with the belt on my now fiery ass. "Whose pussy is it?" she growled.
"Yours, mistress," I managed between gasps of pain.
"That's right. And who decides when it cums?" she continued. "You do!" I replied quickly before gritting my teeth against the continued onslaught of leather on my ass.
"And who decides when it has had enough?" she persisted. "You do, mistress!" I sobbed breathlessly.
"That's right. And until you learn that lesson you will sleep with your hands tied to the bed posts so you can't touch your own pussy at night when I am asleep. That way you will remember whose pussy it is! Do you understand me, cunt?" she barked furiously.
"Yes, mistress," I screamed sobbing openly now.
She placed my hands onto the edge of the bed forcing me into a prone position to continue the whipping. She then released the bottom part of the belt so that each swing brought it up under my ass to snap squarely on my now engorged clit. Each blow was torture to live through but afterward my ass instinctively raised up higher to meet each one.
Quivering now, barely able to stand up, I sobbed and cried out, "Please, mistress, forgive me. Please!"
Another rain of sharp slaps answered my plea along with her vicious demands of, "Who do you live to please?"
It was all I could do to gain enough breath to gasp, "You!" in response.
"That's right," she continued relentlessly, "And who has the power to make you cum or leave you right here right now with your ass on fire, your pussy soaked through, and your clit swollen and throbbing and begging for release?"
"You," I said through clenched teeth. I tried not to think about the fire that had since turned into a low intense heat in my ass and thighs and pussy. Blue fire I thought. It looks harmless and beautiful but it was the most intense heat known to man. It could destroy you and leave you wondering what had happened. This is how I imagined my mistress now. Deceivingly calm and beautiful. But this was how I best knew her – powerful and torrential. Blue fire. She tightened her hold on the belt now so only a few inches of it were being used to whip me. Furiously, she lashed out and focused her energy on my clit alone. It was so filled with blood I thought it would explode. Harder and harder she whipped my tender swollen clit until I thought I could stand it no more.
"Please, mistress," I begged.
"Please what, cunt?" she barked.
"Please may I cum? Please! Oh, mistress, please, I am begging you," I moaned in distress. I could feel myself slipping into the deep warmth of an oncoming orgasm and I pleaded again breathlessly, "Please". I stopped for I could no longer speak. The heat in my clit was so intense I thought it would spontaneously combust. I knew in just a few more seconds it would explode without my consent. Or that of my mistress.
"Yes, little one, I feel you. I feel your clit so hard and on fire from me torturing it. I know that I have your clit at the end of my whip begging, aching to be released from its confines. I know that it is ready to cum. And I am ready for it to cum for me. Let your clit explode for me now. Cum hard for me, little one." She finally relented.
With that she reared back and swung the belt down for one final hard smack onto the center of my clit causing it to explode inside of me. That final blow shattered me into a thousand tiny pieces, causing me to fall onto the bed where I lay for long moments breathing in short shallow gasps for air.
When I was finally able to breathe again normally I stood up and looked around. Mistress was gone. She had taken her clothes with her to wherever she had gone. I bent to pick up my discarded clothes. On my way to the kitchen to do the dishes finally I passed by the bathroom and an odd gleam caught my eye. She had written a note on the bathroom mirror for me.
"I expect the bed to be made by the time I get home," it continued, "Do you understand?"
Oh, yes, mistress, I understand. I understand perfectly. Whistling while I washed the dishes I wondered what I was going to do to occupy and distract myself from staring at the unmade bed until she came home.
My Gurl clit began to tingle and swell in anticipation.
2/9/2008 5:40:09 AM
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11/8/2007 9:22:03 AM
I'm soo so wonton. I know I need training. Will you help me Please...
8/13/2007 12:06:37 PM
I desire or want to have someone who well would wrap his arms around me. Whisper loving caring words in my ear. Drawling me close to him and holding me tight. Showing me that I am what makes his world turn. Showing me that I am all that is to be desired. someone who appreciated the little things that I do as well as the big things as well. along with someone that is strong, and well to take control. not necessarly in  bed but in life in general.
7/18/2007 7:47:00 AM
Why because I am a submissive. No a slave dose that suppost to make me a Public Horror/Escourt. Wrong!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I Desire a Dom or Master maybe Mistress Yes except I wish for him/her to own me. Not be public Domain for Money because they can't take care of there property. Seems to me thats not a Master or Mistress that a (Pimp). If your Sitting collecting SS before age 65 or welfair or food stamps. Im not interested at all in you. I'm looking for a guy. man, gentleman, Master, Dom, Mistress, godess not a fraud Patient wanting to be supported by the state that can't even be anyone in there lifes. If you can't take care of whats yours (Your Property) adding value to your assets then move on to the next internet player gamer.  If you are ( REAL life ) and can take care of your Property then lets Talk. Can't belive all the Fakes Players Pimps lossers on here. I wish only to Place My Guy/Mistress First and help to make there life the very best i can. not just sex but love meaning to better them in there life personal business whatever in life.
7/4/2007 1:14:15 PM

Let me tell you about a fun little session I had the other day. Hi my name is Katrina. I am Fourty Seven years old, I am five foot eleven Light Brown/blonde hair with a thirty eight B breasts. I work at the mall in a small store which is where the fun took place. The shop sells womens clothing and other stuff related to women. Last week two of our workers had been fired for stealing clothes, which left us very under manned. And since I was the one who had worked there the longest I got stuck picking up the many extra hours.

It was friday morning. I awoke early that morning, mostly because I was dreading what the day would be like. Today I was scheduled to work the entire day. I was supposed to open and close the store which meant working from eight to eight. My only break was from three to six when Janice was supposed to come in and help out. The high schools get out around two so those are usually our busiest hours. But on a Friday's there usually isn’t anyone in the store. I really didn’t want to go into work today. I had just gotten a new leather harness for my toys and a couple of videos. My originally plans had included doing a little bondage this week but now that I was working the extra hours I didn’t have the time for it.

It was while then I was on my way out the door taking one last glimpse at my new toys when I decided that I could make work a little more fun. I picked up the new harness and decided to put it on right there. I pulled off my hip hugger low rise jeans and purple thoung. Then took the waist strap and buckled it down tight around my waist. Once I was happy with the fit I took a small padlock and locked the waist piece on. I then took the crotch strap, pulled it between my legs and loosely buckled it on but didn’t lock it. Taking a second lock, I opened the lock and placed it into my purse, then took both keys and left them on my dinning room counter. I was about to put my pants and underwear back on but I thought about the underwear jeans and decided I didn’t really need them. I picked up my pants to put them on then started thinking about outlines. The pants I had were very tight it would show the belt underneath. This wouldn’t work so I went back into my room to find something else. In my closet I found a pair of jeans that were a baggy casual fit. These defiantly wouldn’t show my belt underneath. But right next to the pants was one of my summer skirts. The skirt would go down to my mid thigh. It was just a loose white skirt that I normally wore with a pair of shorts underneath. But the idea of people seeing me was getting me really turned on by this point. I decided to throw caution to the wind as my hormones took over and I put on my skirt with a purple thoung. With that I was off to work.

I drove nearly straight to work. There was one stop that needed to be made. Pulling my car into the local adult store I parked and got out. I went into the store and over to the wall that had all the various dildos on display. Knowing exactly which one I wanted I picked up the seven inch long, one inch wide vibrating dildo. The truly important part of this dildo was that it had a remote control with it. I walked up to the counter with my purchase in hand. On the way to the check out counter I passed the anal toy section. There was a remote control anal plug there as well, but it was more expensive and I figured this would be enough for now. But it did sound tempting for the next time.

Once I had purchased my new toy I headed off to work. I used a side entrance to get into the mall which let me into the back entrance of our store. When I got into the store it was eight thirty. I was late opening the store but I didn’t think anyone would notice. There weren’t that many people in the mall but I knew the longer this took the greater the chances would be that I would be discovered. And so I put my plan into motion. The first thing to do was fix the remote to the vibrator. Using a small tool kit we had in the shop, I popped off the panel on the remote control. It was a simple design. There was a slider dial to control the intensity and a simple button to control the on and off signal. When you pushed the button it connected a circuit which sent a signal to the computer chip which would radio the signal to activate the dildo. To turn the dildo off you would push the button again closing the circuit again sending a new signal to the dildo. With the panel to the remote off I walked over to the entrance of the store. The gate was still down so no one could come in and the lights were all off so chances are no one could see me yet.

The thing I was interested in was the infra-red sensor at the entrance that when someone broke the laser beam it would activate a chime sound letting us know that someone had come in or had left the store. The sensor was hidden behind a clothing display so I didn’t have to worry about people seeing what I did to it. Using the tool kit again I pulled off the panel to the sensor. I quickly found the wires that led into the tiny speaker and disconnected them. I then took the remote to my new vibe and connected the button wires to the sensor wires that led to the box. Now when someone walked in instead of sending a signal to the speaker the sensor would send a signal to my remote which would turn on my vibe. When they walked out it would turn it off again. This way any time someone was in the store I would get vibrated. I figured this would give me a whole new appreciation for customers. Looking at the control I slid the dial about a quarter of the way up. I didn’t want it to be too intense.

The last thing to do was get the dildo put away. I walked to the back of the store and ducked down behind a rack of clothes making sure I was out of sight of the security cameras. I dropped my skirt down to the floor then my purple thoung and unbuckled the crotch belt. While I was in the adult store I had gotten one of those small one time samples of lube which I now used to grease the tip of the dildo. With the dildo greased up I slid it all the way into from behind. I don’t think it has ever felt so good to insert a dildo. Of course I have never done it before in a store at a mall. By the time I got it all the way in my behind was on fire. I wanted to just fuck myself to an orgasm right there. It took all my will power not to do just that. Before I lost control of myself I pulled the crotch strap between my legs and refastened it in the front of the belt. God it felt good as it pushed the dildo even further inside of me. I pulled the belt a couple of more notches before I buckled it. The strap spread my tushie cheeks and dug into my tender tushie. I took the lock out of my purse and quickly closed it on the crotch strap. I was now stuck at work till the end of my shift with a dildo locked inside of me. I pulled up my skirt back on and opened the store.

With the store open there was nothing left to do but go about my job like it was a normal day. Let me tell you I have never had so much fun walking around a store refolding clothes. Every time I moved the dildo would move inside of me. Also as I walked the skirt would move around across my bare butt reminding me I had that purple thoung on underneath. I was standing in the back of the store folding clothes that were on a table when the intruder inside of me sprang to life. I nearly jumped out of my skin. With my back turned to the entrance I didn’t know someone was walking into the store till the dildo told me.

The girl that walked in spent about five minutes in the store looking at stuff before she came up to me and asked if she could try some stuff on. I told her yes and showed her where the dressing room was. She also asked if I could help her with the corset she wanted to try on. I said yes since it was my job and walked to the dressing room to help her. The girl was not shy at all because by the time I got to the dressing room she had her shirt and bra off and the corset was on. The corset had an under bra which had her breasts pushed up but still left them exposed. I tightened the corset and tied it for her so she could see how it felt. The whole time I was getting more and more turned on. I had never found girls to be attractive before but with the dildo buzzing away inside of me I was just completely turned on to the point I wanted to fuck anything I could get.

By the time she left the store I was so turned on I would have done anything she asked if I could have gotten fucked for it. When she left the dildo was turned off and I was cooling off a little. I was beginning to think I’d bitten off more than I could handle. The store had only been open for forty-five minutes and I was already wanting to tear this belt off and shove anything I could get into my tushie to fuck myself to an orgasm. Over all the day just went on and on. People were walking in and out of the store looking at stuff then leaving. I was getting buzzed on and off all day leaving me as a very horny, frustrated girl. It was to the point that people started picking up on how sexual I was acting. There were two different girls that came in and flirted with me for nearly a half hour each. The vibrator was driving me wild but I couldn’t get off. The two girls each left me their phone numbers and later in the day a guy did the same thing. If I wasn’t locked into the belt I would have thrown them into the changing room and fucked them right there. By the time three oclock rolled around I was a mess. I looked at Janice as she walked in and realized I probably wasn’t going to be able to hide what was going on. Actually when I first looked at her I realized she kind of looked hot which made things even worse. I had no idea what I was going to do.

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Janice came in wearing a black t-shirt. The shirt was at least a size to small for her which was often the standard for her. The back of her shirt hugged her curves and stopped short of covering her midriff thus displaying the blue barbell that pierced her naval. The words porn star were written on the shirt and thrust out by Janice's boobs. Black was the style of Janice's outfit. Along with the black shirt was a pair of black platform boots which were mostly covered by the leggings of the tight fitting leather pants she was wearing. Janice wasn’t fully into the Goth scene; instead she used her outfits to entice who ever she met. Steph was a flirt and a tease with nearly everyone she came across. Even the "ugly" as she put it were fun to play with.

Once she had clocked in she headed in my direction. The conversation started with the usual pleasantries. Janice and I weren’t necessarily friends but that isn’t to say we didn’t get along with each other. Janice is very out going and ten years younger then me. She spent most of her times either out at parties, dinner or out at the bars. I am still a novice pre op transexual which drastically limited my social activity at this time. Since we didn’t have a lot in common we never started a friendship out side of work.

It didn’t take long for Janice to pick up on the fact that I was a little out of it and more run down than I normally was. Of course I lied to her. I told Janice I hadn’t gotten enough sleep. The simplest lies you can come up with are usually the best to use. Before she had a chance to inquire further I asked her about her night. With Janice it was almost guaranteed that she had been out doing something. She regaled me with a story of how she had gone out to the bar and danced with all these cute guys. Knowing her I figured there were probably a few cute girls in that crowed as well but I wasn’t going to push that point today.

I found myself getting more and more into the story as she told it. Dancing and grinding with a bunch of strangers all of whom were hot. The first thing I wanted to do was head to the bars with Janice was on my mind..

Midway through describing the person she was dancing with I sucked in my breath. I was so transfixed on the toned abs she was describing that I was caught completely off guard by the sudden short burst of vibrations deep within me. There were two kids that had just walked into the store and tripped the remote. I Turning back to Janice and I saw a puzzled look on her face. But before she had a chance to ask the question I didn’t want to answer I walked away and helped the people who had just entered.

The pair turned out to just be wandering in to check things out and left shortly after they came in. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to avoid Janice but I still didn’t want to answer the question I knew was running through her mind. Instead of going back to her to pick up were the conversation had been interrupted I headed for the counter making a small show of checking sales receipts.

It wasn’t long before Janice was back near me. Again, I didn’t give her the chance to ask me anything. I got her to go back to her story with out having to push to hard. Janice went back to her story and I listened leaning against the counter. Listening to Steph I was facing her looking towards the back of the store. When her eyes shift and looked past me I again sucked my breath in and jumped a little. Someone new had entered the store.

"What’s with you today?" Janice asked in a soft tender voice.

"It’s nothing. I’m just a little jumpy today that’s all."

"Jumpy I can understand. But why are you so jumpy whenever someone comes in? You can’t even see them coming with your back turned." Janice’s mind was turning. She didn’t know what was going on but she knew something was up.

"Janice it’s nothing, I just don’t feel very good today, that’s all."

Janice let it go at that and went over to help the girl that had walked in. I stayed where I was trying to calm my body down. When the girl finally left I was able to regain my focus with the vibrator ceasing its torment. Janice was going over some stuff on one of the racks which came as a welcomed relief to me at the moment. I went back to work going over the sales receipts trying to keep as busy and focused as I could.

My work and focus were shattered as the dildo inside of me sprang to life. The vibrations were far stronger this time. These weren’t the subtle vibrations I had before. These were full blown vibrating my entire stomach. I could just make out the sound of the toy buried inside of me. Then the toy died just as suddenly as it had started. Look at the entry way, there was Janice with the control in one hand and the biggest grin I’ve ever seen across her lips. She immediately came over to me.

"So say you aren’t feeling so good you say. Didn’t get enough sleep was it?" Janice said with a gloating tone.

There was nothing for me to say. Janice had it all but completely figured out by this point. Besides, I was far to embarrassed at this point to speak.

"Of all the people I know, I never thought you would be into something like this." Turning the vibe on and slowly turning the intensity up she watched as I squirmed in front of her. Once it was all the way turned up she turned it off. "So obviously you’ve got some kind of vibrator in you. Lift up your skirt; I want to see what you got."

At first I didn’t know what to do. The best I could come up with was to say "I can’t."

"Sure you can. It’s just us girls in here. I’ve got the control to it right here so I know you’ve got it. I could turn it on and leave it till you can’t take any more and have to pull it out right here in the store." She thumbed the controls as she said it.

"Don’t do that, please."

"Come on, I just want to see what you have." Flipping the control to low she turned the vibe on. "I know that feels good. I can see it all over your face. But you could probably last all day with it like this." She turned the intensity up. "But I bet you can’t last too long once you get to a higher setting."


"Janice please turn it off."

"Just show it to me. That’s all; I want is to see what it is. I think it’s really hot what you’re doing. I just really want to see what kind of toy you’re playing with. I don’t want to embarrass you but I got a feeling that’s what’s going to happen if I don’t turn this off soon."

"Janice you don’t understand, I really can’t show you. Please turn this thing off."

"Why can’t you show me?"

At this point I was desperate. If she didn’t turn it off soon I was going to have an orgasm that might bring half the mall into here. "Its locked in place and I don’t have the keys with me."

That did it. Janice turned the vibe off leaving me resting against the counter panting heavily. When I caught my breath I then told Janice how the morning had started and how I got to where I was. This didn’t get me out of lifting my skirt up in the middle of the store but it was better then having to suffer through unending vibrations. Janice knelt down in front of me while I held the skirt up around my waist. We were in the back of the store away from the security cameras which focused there attention on the cash register. My body was filled with excitement again; more so even than when I had first started this. We were behind a rack of cloths so no one out side the store could see any thing below my chest. I was transfixed on the entrance of the store just waiting for someone to come in.

Janice gave a gentle tug on each lock ensuring that they were indeed locked on. When asked where the keys were I told her the truth. She walked around behind me to check out the back of the harness. She lifted my skirt up even higher so she could see the waist belt. I felt fingernails run down my tushie cheeks.

"That must be interesting having your butt split like that from the belt. Which by the way I have to say is a very cute butt." The fingernails left and Janice gave me a soft spank. She walked over to the counter then returned while I stood holding my skirt up almost around my chest. She then returned to my front and kneeled down out of sight of anyone else.

Her fingernails caressed my stomach then made their way down over the waist belt and on either side of the crotch strap. I spread my legs out as her fingers continued on their path till they were between my legs. There was enough slack in the belt that she was able to slid her fingers behind the belt to get to my covered little toy. Her fingers found my toy which she used her fingernails to play with. I was breathing heavily when she played with my toy then started to moan as she brought the dildo to life. I bucked my hips forward slightly back and forth in rhythm with her playful fingers. If I was hot before I was on fire now. My mind was racing at this point. It was filled with the thoughts of being so exposed in a mall while my sexy coworker used her knowledge about her own body to make mine run on overdrive. I closed my eyes letting my mind run wild with visions of fantasies I suddenly wanted to be living out. Janice was even in a lot of those fantasies. I’ve had fantasies that involved other women before but never in my life had I done anything like this. Then she stopped.

"Well it defiantly looks like this mischievous device has done a number on you. You are absolutely drooling with juices you are so horny." With tender care Janice used the Kleenex she had grabbed from the counter to wipe up the juices which were covering my inner thighs. Then she pulled my skirt out of my hands and pulled it back into place smoothing out the wrinkles in it. Standing back up she stared into my eyes only a few inches away from my face. She had a look on her face I can only describe as being naughty, seductive and caring all in one. Her lips were slightly parted, pulled back in a slight grin. The grin was dropped as her lips puckered and she kissed the air, then it was back. "I think we are going to have lots of fun."

We spent most of the next two hours talking about my sexual experiences. Most of the conversation was about what it was like today being in public. Janice would occasionally play with the vibe. As she told me about some of her encounters with guys she would tell me how good it felt emphasizing the point my turning the vibe on and thumbing the intensity knob up. When people came into the store she would send me over to talk to them while she played with the remote. She would catch me in mid sentence turning the dildo on with the intensity set to the max. Then she would lower the intensity till the dildo was slowly vibrating.

As six oclock neared and Janice’s shift was ending she asked me for something I wasn’t prepared for. She asked me for my keys. At first I wasn’t sure I wanted to give them to her. But as she began to increase the intensity of the vibrations within me I gave in. When Janice clocked out and started to leave the dildo inside of me was still vibrating on a low setting. As Steph walked out of the store she played with the remote increasing the intensity. I stood behind the counter in horror as she walked out of the store and the vibrations continued to increase. By the time Janice was all the way out of the store and out into the main concourse of the mall the vibe was at full strength. I was bent over the counter, my legs too weak to support me. Steph had disappeared leaving me with no way to alleviate my torment. But Steph reappeared at the entrance and turned off the demon inside of me.

"Don’t worry; I wouldn’t leave you like that. I’ll be back in a little bit so I’ll see you later." With that Janice was gone.

It was six forty when the sudden buzz of my vibrator announced to me that Janice was back. She came strolling back into the store grinning from ear to ear. She came in through the entrance of the store with the control to the vibrator in hand. Under her arm was a package wrapped in a brown paper bag. The name on the bag was the same as the adult store I had been to that morning. She came directly up to me playing with the speed knob on the remote.

"I picked some stuff up for you while I was out. Go in the changing room."

"Janice I can’t I’m supposed to be watching the st.. ore." As I tried to speak Janice turned the vibe all the way to full then turned it back down before I could get too excited.

"I could just leave that toy running at full speed and leave. That should make your day a little more interesting. And I still have your keys anyways so with out me you can’t even get into your own house or your crotch." With that Janice grabbed my arm leading me back to the changing rooms and pushed me in one.

I wanted to argue with her but at the same time there was an over whelming excitement building in me.

"Ok Katrina, first I want you to take off all your clothes and pass them to me."

"Janice, I can’t walk around naked in the store."

"Pass me out your cloths then I will give you something else to wear," she replied.

I slowly started pulling off my shirt. Once my shirt was off I removed my bra. The air felt cold and my nipples were erect from the growing excitement. I slid the skirt off my hips and let it drop to the floor. I stepped out of the skirt then bent down and picked it up. The crotch belt moved and dug in a little deeper as I bent over. The vibrator’s presence was very notable now. Thankfully Janice was keeping it set very low. If she turned it up all the way again I knew I would lose control of my body. It also kept this desperate need in side of me to get off going strong and overriding any other thought process. I bundled all my cloths together then handed them over the door to Janice.

"I said all your cloths, that means shoes too."

I bent over again and took off my shoes. Once again I was distinctly aware of the phallic object inside of me. I handed my shoes over to Steph and stood in the changing room completely naked with the exception of a few straps of leather held on my waist with two locks.

"Ok first we need to add onto your current getup," Janice said as she slid the bag under the door. "Every thing you’ll need is in there."

It scared me to even think of what she might have gotten but I was now standing naked in the store with only the changing room door to conceal me. I opened up the bag to look inside and see what kind of fate Janice had created for me. I was filled with a complete mixture of emotions. The first thing I saw when I opened the bag was a butt plug. I picked it up and looked at it. It was medium sized with an opening in the bottom for batteries. The batteries were already in place. I couldn’t see any way to turn it on which meant Janice must have gotten the remote control one which I was looking at earlier. I dug deeper in to the bag to find a small one time sample of lube and two keys. It was obvious what Steph had in mind.

I tried the keys and used the one that fit to remove the crotch strap lock. I dropped the lock on the floor. I then got down on my knees and bent over. Grabbing the lube I picked up the butt plug and spread the lube all over it. I unbuckled the crotch strap and let if fall and hang between my legs I reached around with the my other hand which held the other plug till it was poised in place with the tip of the plug just touching and parting my butt cheeks. The lube felt cold on my skin. I pressed the plug against my puckered ass hole and gasped as the tip of it slid in. I paused for a minute letting the spasms and pain in my now stretched ass sub side. I had the plug half way in when Janice opened the door and came in.

"Come on, hurry up. You have to get back out there. You’re still on the clock you know." With that said she pushed the back of my hand shoving the plug all the way in. I bit my lip to keep from screaming out as my ass muscles desperately tried to close but were held open and stretched by the plug. She grabbed the waist belt and lifted me up till I was standing. I couldn’t do anything but stand there frozen with my arms at my sides and panting with two plug stuffed in me, slowly sliding out. My ass really hurt from being stretched open so quickly but was slowly getting used to the full feeling. Janice picked up the lock and keys sitting on the floor. She then used the keys to unlock and remove the remaining lock on my belt. I wanted Janice to turn on the vibes on full then fuck me with it till I cum so hard I couldn’t stand up.

But that wasn’t what she had planned. As soon as the lock on the waist belt was removed she pulled the belt a few more notches tighter constricting my waist. Janice placed a new lock in the hasp to hold the belt on but only after showing me it was a five digit combination lock currently set to all zeros. She then quickly reached between my legs and grabbed the crotch strap. Pulling it through my legs she gave it a tug up shoving the plug deep inside of me lifting me onto my tiptoes. She kept pulling and pulling up on the strap letting it dig deep into my skin. Once she was satisfied with it she put it through the buckle then slipped another combination lock through the hasp. Even after she let go of the belt I was still standing on my toes. I felt like I was being split in two and stuffed at the same time. I was still standing on my toes when she opened the door and left the changing room.

I heard Janice messing around in the store, and then I heard her helping a customer. I was beginning to wonder if she planned on leaving me naked in the changing room till the store closed. I looked down at the locks Steph had used on the chastity belt and realize with out the combinations the only way to get them off would be to try all the combinations till I found the right one. But with five digits that meant there were one hundred thousand different sequences. When she came back into the changing room I was kind of wishing she would have left me in there till the end.

The clothing she had for me was straight off the racks of the store. She had knee high black leather boots. The boots have a two inch platform plus four inch heel. Each boot used five different straps to hold the boot on, each of which could be secured with locks. She also had a black leather super mini skirt but the worst was the top. Of course it was made of black leather as well. It was a very strict over busted corset with a metal rod running up the back to a tall posture collar with a large D ring in the front of the collar. For added restriction the corset had two straps running from the back of the corset over the shoulders and back round under the armpits forcing the wearer’s shoulders back. And that wearer was about to be me.

Janice immediately went about helping me into the corset. She lifted it up over my head then lowered it down onto me. It was tough getting into it even with all the laces loosened. Once it was on me Janice went about lacing it up pulling the slack out and constricting my waist. Immediately the corset lifted my boobs giving me a huge amount of cleavage. My breasts were barely covered with the cups just going high enough to cover my nips. When Janice finished lacing the corset my waist had been reduced by a couple inches and I found I had to take short breaths to breath. She then flipped the collar around in front of me then pulled it back around. Pulling the strap on the collar tight around my neck she buckled it in place. I was left looking straight forward with no mobility to look in any other direction. Once she had the collar buckled she placed a lock through it.

Moving to my shoulders she pulled each strap over and under individually. As she pulled them tight my shoulders were forced back by the straps pushing my chest out even further and removing a lot of the mobility in my arms. Again, once each strap was in place and on tight she placed a lock though their hasps and secured them in place. She then went back to the laces pulling them even tighter. My waist was being pushed inward putting more pressure on the two plugs inside of me. The dildo in my pussy was still slowly vibrating and its effects were being amplified. Once she had tightened the laces as much as she could she tied them. Then she took the leather flap that was stitched on the right side of the back of the corset and connected it to the zipper on the left side. She pulled the zipper all the way up so that the leather flap was covering the strings on the corset. When the zipper was all the way up she slipped yet another lock onto the outfit placing it through the zipper and a small D ring just above the zipper. The corset had plenty of D rings places all over it for things to be connected to.

The next step that Janice had for me was to get the mini skirt on. She placed it on the floor in front of me and had me step into it so she could slide it up my legs. It wasn’t easy to get on even with the zipper undone in the back. She struggled to get the skirt over my hips. After she had gotten the skirt up she pulled the zipper up. As the zipper closed the skirt pulled even tighter around my hips and squeezed my butt cheeks together. With the zipper all the way up Janice placed a yet another lock onto me. This particular lock went through the zipper on the skirt and a small D ring on the back of the corset.

Once she had the skirt around my hips she smoothed out all the wrinkles playing particular attention to smoothing out any wrinkles on my butt. Her fingers slid across the leather and onto my bare skin. The mini skirt stopped just below my butt cheeks. With the outfit on she went about putting the boots on me. Once she had the boots on my feet I found I had trouble balancing. I had grown six inches with the boots. Steph pulled each strap tight and put a lock through each one, five to a side. I could barely move my ankles with these boots on. There was no way I was going to be able to walk very well with these on.

"Ok, now that your dressed it’s time to get back to work," Steph said as she walked out of the changing room.

I took a few test steps in the boots and nearly fell over backwards immediately. With the limited mobility that the corset left me I had to bend forward at the waist to catch my balance. As I bent forward the corset pulled on the zipper on the back of the mini skirt hiking it up a little leaving the bottom of my ass cheeks exposed. I reached behind me as best I could and pulled the skirt back down. Had I bent all the way forward the skirt probably would have ridden all the way up. I realized I wasn’t going to be able to sit down without having the skirt come all the way up around my waist.

I cautiously stepped out of the changing room. Janice was casually waking around the store purposefully picking cloths up like she was interested in them then putting them back down unfolded.

"You’d better get back to work Katrina. I wouldn’t want you to have to stay after tonight to tidy up."

And that was how the rest of the day went. I would stagger over to the table where Janice had just been to tidy up. It isn’t easy to fold cloths on a table that is at waist height when you are dressed like I am. Steph chose to primarily go after cloths in the front of the store. She especially took a liking to the small display that was only a few feet high in the very front entrance to the store. The display was in the entrance which left me facing away from the main corridor. I bent my knees as much as I could but I always had to bend forward to look down and see what I was doing. Each time I leaned forward the skirt rode up exposing my ass cheeks to anyone that walked by the store. My heart pounded with every foot step I heard. My heart nearly jumped out of my chest when Janice suddenly turned the plug in my rear to full for a few seconds before shutting it off again.

Janice played with the vibe in my tushie constantly. When every Janice had me fixing something where I was bent over she would play with the vibe in my tushie pushing the intensity up. I would stay there bent over with my tushie exposed while a climax grew but right as I would get close she would turn the vibe back down to low. I was left exposed and frustrated every time.

The climax of work, for Janice anyways, came when two girls came in looking for clothes. She used me as a model to show off the corset and its ability to use locks as an accessory item. For thirty minutes the girls stayed and talked. All the time Steph had her hand in her pocket playing with the speed of the vibe in my tushie. I felt completely humiliated when I began to smell the distinct scent of my juices which had leaked around the leather strap and was now beginning to make my inner thighs slick. Steph played with the vibe with agonizing results. My tushie was oozing with juices I was so horny but I never could get enough attention to cum. My sex was slick enough you could have sex with a dry sponge and still be wet. When the girls finally left my cheeks were completely flushed and red.

I was incredibly happy when eight rolled around and my shift was finally over. Janice helped me close up but didn’t make any move to remove anything I was wearing. When we finally closed the store Janice chose to have us leave through the mall. The mall didn’t close until nine when the main stores closed. Pulling down the gate on the store Janice used her key to lock it leaving us out in the main corridor. I followed her lead as she walked through the mall. I struggled to keep up with her and maintain my balance as we walked. Janice played with the remote as we passed people going about there shopping. There wasn’t a single person I passed in the mall who didn’t notice me. Young or old every one stopped to stare at the girl in constrictive leather. I was desperately afraid that I would be arrested by one of the security guards for prostitution.

Janice led me through the mall to one of the public bathrooms at the other end of the mall. Thankfully no one else was occupying it when we came in. She led me over to the first stall and had me back in. Janice squatted down in front of me, rolled the mini skirt up and played with the combination lock on the crotch strap. She took the lock off unlocking the belt.

"Ok the crotch strap is unlocked, use the toilet. You can remove the toy from your tushie if you want but you have to put it back in once your done. If you don’t do that I won’t give you back the keys to the locks. Also if you get off or play with yourself I’ll walk out of here. To make sure you don’t try anything the door stays open."

I felt so embarrassed but I really needed to pee. Reaching down with my hand I held onto the crotch strap so it wouldn’t fall into the toilet. Squatting over the toilet I did my business holding a leather strap in one hand, a dildo covered in my own reeking juices while I squeezed my ass muscles to keep the plug in my butt from falling out. I did all that while I had the door wide open so Steph could monitor me. As humiliating as this was it was desperately needed. I was almost finished when I heard the bathroom door open and in walked an older lady to see me in all my glory. She stood there and stared at me then turned away and walked out in disgust leaving me there completely red faced.

"Well, looks like you’re done." Janice said. I quickly finished before she grabbed the D ring on the front of my collar and pulled me off the toilet and out of the stall. "Alright, before you stuff your tushie with that dildo pull it out and I want you to put these in," she said as she pulled something out of her purse and handed it to me.

Janice had just handed me a fresh pack of batteries. I looked at her unable to speak from embarrassment but her look was harsh and I knew I didn’t have a choice in the matter. More over I just wanted to get out of there fast before the old woman found a cop. I had trouble pulling the batteries out of the fake plug. I couldn’t unscrew the bottom at first since it was covered in slick pussy juices. Janice had me go over to the sink and wash it off. Once it was clean I was able to unscrew the bottom, replace the batteries and replace the bottom on the dildo. I held my breath as I slid the dildo back inside of me. It was cold and had no lube on it now. But with my tushie literally dripping wet I had no problem getting it back in Janice grabbed the crotch strap and once again tightened it as much as she could. She replace the lock, lowered my skirt back down, then we headed out of the bath room. We left the mall and headed for Janice’s car. Once we got there we hopped in and drove off with her at the wheel.

Janice drove us across town to a night club. The entire car ride I was hoping she was going to take me home. When we got to the club I knew her plans included evening entertainment. It was early so there wasn’t a line to get into the club. The bouncers said hi to Janice as we walked up and let us in. They didn’t even ask to look at my ID but they looked over every part of my body. Janice headed directly over to the bar with me following behind her. Janice must have come here a lot because she seemed to know the bartender even better. She ordered us a couple of drinks then left me there to stand at the bar and talk to the bartender while she disappeared. I wanted to down the drink right there to try and take the edge off of the nervousness I was feeling but instead used all my concentration to keep my composure. The absolute last thing I wanted was to have the police called in to arrest me for being in a bar as a prostitute or something.

The bartender was nice and talkative. She was also cute and flirtatious. Obviously this bar had hired her for her more than her skills as a bartender. She was about five nine with blond hair and a killer body. Her ears were decorated with several earrings apiece and she had a piercing in her tongue as well. I was so horny anymore that I didn’t care whether the people I flirted with were girls or guys. I talked to the girl for about twenty minutes before I finished my drink. I set the empty glass down on the bar which she promptly picked up as she went over to the help some other people wanting a drink. She had walked away from me a couple of times since I had been there and each time she would return to me. Every time she walked away I felt a little more exposed and scared to be in the bar. I also noticed I was beginning to long to be with her on a level far more than just having some one to talk to. While the bartender took care of her paying customers I turned around to see if I could spot Janice. I didn’t see her any where in the bar till I looked at the door and saw she was talking to the bouncer. I was thinking about going over to her when I felt a hand on my arm. I turned and saw it was the bartender. She had returned to talk and there was a new drink on the bar.

When Janice returned she came up next to me and ordered another drink. Once she had her drink she took me down stairs to the dance floor so that we could get our groove on. It was only nine so there weren’t many people in the bar let alone on the dance floor. She took me out to the middle of the floor and made me dance for the next hour. My ability to dance was next to nothing but Janice called people over and flirted with people constantly to get them to dance with us. Having someone else dancing with me seemed to make my inability to move not so noticeable. Usually she just got people to dance with me and grind on me while I stood there like a pole. She couldn’t help herself to keep from playing with the locks drawing attention to them and my outfit. Nearly everyone in the bar was dress up to look good. Sexy clothing was extremely predominate here. A few were in goth attire some of which would be considered extreme but my outfit was defiantly taking the cake. While I danced Janice would come and go. She disappeared upstairs a couple of times.

It was closer to ten now and the place was slowly filling up. Janice had returned from one of her trips upstairs with a new girl to dance with me. Janice introduced the girl to me then headed for the bar on the other side of the dance floor. This girl was completely decked out in a dominatrix outfit which included a flogger which she held onto constantly. The girl was grinding against me right when the plug in my ass erupted to life at full force. I let out a moan and bucked my hips which made the girl just grind and play with me even more. I glared over at Steph who never stopped watching the show. The intensity of the vibe went up and down in my rear. But with the vibe, music and the tight corset it felt like my whole insides were vibrating. When the song finally ended I excused myself and went over to Janice.

"What’s the matter? You look a little flushed. As much fun as it is watching you I’m pretty tired so I’m about to head out."

The vibe continued to slowly increasing in speed till it was full throttle then going back to the slowest setting and resetting the cycle. But I defiantly felt a wave of relief hearing it was about time to go. It was then that I realized that Janice had a martini glass in one hand and her other resting on the bar empty.

"I suppose I should tell you now I gave the keys to your house to the bartender as well as money for a cab so you can get home. I also gave the bouncers the keys and remotes to your outfit. I told them to hand them out randomly to people at the bar preferable people who they knew or who were regulars here. The rules to the game are to get them back you have to ask the people for them and they will give them to you when they are asked. If you find the person with one of the remotes that person will give the remote back to a bartender and the bartender will give it away to someone else. You don’t get the remotes back till you get all the keys back and the combination to the locks. Each lock has a different key and all the keys will be handed out to different people. For the combination locks each person will only have one number. Also people can choose to avoid you or hand off whatever they have to someone else. But if they have something when you ask them they have to give it to you. If you don’t find everything by the end of the night you will have to leave with what you have and come back tomorrow to try and find them. Hope you have fun."

6/15/2007 9:56:14 AM
Katrina is very much thinking bought her (collar). Wondering if she will get to earn it from a (Real) Master wanting a Real slave. Beginning to think real is really playing on the internet. Not Real Life as in touching each other..................
6/2/2007 9:25:59 AM

Hi,

A Little bought Katrina, Katrina is Bi well quess possible except Like Guys much much more. Katrina would possibly be bi except it would only be for her Master/Guy Couples not in a way because of katrina thinking of a women in a sexual way. I am on mones Meds over two years now.

I am and have gone thru many mental changes. I think much more as a women now. I think of fem things now. Not at all boy things. Like I think of snuggling, Cuddling, Kissing, Hugging, Touching my Master/Guy/Couples. Feeling His Warmth and understanding. Feeling secure in my feeling noing I am His Property. I think of things Like cooking for Master. Doing his Laundry. Cleaning his House. Sitting next to him. Sitting on the floor next to him cuddled against his leg with his hand on my head feeling his touch.

Many Physical things Like skin is silky smooth. Is shaves and has had lasor. Breasts are growing B cup now. Face changing slowley and weight beginning to move where tail is growing .

Kisses, Katrina

5/20/2007 8:56:02 AM
Looking for a Real Life Master or maybe Mistress. ooh yummy both would be so yummy. No interest in internet doms or players. This for me is wanting desired for real life. This one thinks as her Master ii First then of herself second. Not games to me. I am in Florida and would like a florida dom. I am a Slave (Real Slave). Please don't play with me with games. I need Real life only.

              kisses, Kat
4/16/2007 12:36:20 PM

The lights were down low...

Silence... not a sound could be heard.

I walked in to the room.

It wasn't at all what I had expected but I knew why I was here and was pleasantly surprised.

The stairs leading down to this room were narrow and dark. The smell was musty and I could smell wax burning.

No one was aware of this long narrow staircase to the unknown but those few and now it was my turn.



 

My turn to learn.. to be as one with my new Master and with His slave, whom I was instructed to call Mistress even though I knew her as my sister in the lifestyle.. My legs were shaking. I wasn't scared.. the anticipation was almost too much.

The walls were covered with brown leather.. the carpet was red with an overstuffed black leather couch and love seat to match. There were tables at each wall. Not the kind that you sat at to eat, but the kind you would lay down on in a doctors office. Ropes with straps at the end of them hung down from hooks on the ceiling. There were very large hooks and eyes at different heights on every wall. The smell of leather and wax permeated the room. It was beautiful! It was warm and relaxing and exciting! As I walked around in my high heels and thigh high fish net stockings ... I felt eyes on me. I didn't know from where. After entering ...the doors disappeared in to the walls. I sat down in one of the over stuffed chairs.. my black leather mini skirt hiked up too high on my thigh and I could feel the cool air come between my legs. I was ready. My wetness proved it. I was feeling very erotic... I decided to unbutton another button from my blue silk shirt and let my short sleeves drop down on my shoulders exposing my fleshy breasts.. my nipples taunt. I waited.........

As He entered the room.. I dropped to my knees.. my eyes on the floor. I waited. The smell of lavender.. what was this?

A hand with long red fingernails.. lifted my head. She smiled at me. Up little one; she said. I was afraid to speak. I didn't know what to expect. She told me that I could not speak until she told me I could. We were here to get to know one another and since she was the Master's slave and I just a slut/whore... I was to be tested by her and I would do for her as I would our Master. I lowered my head in recognition. She gently took my hand and told me to come with her. She pressed a button and another room opened up. It had mirrors on all the walls.. and blue plush carpet on the floor.. in the middle was a very large Jacuzzi tub with many bubbles floating out of it. I could hear the jets and the scent was of roses. She very meticulously undressed me.. searching and looking and inspecting every curve and crevice. I was becoming even more nervous than I had upon entering the dungeon. She sat me down naked. In front of me she removed her spiked heels and the dark stocking on her beautiful long legs. I don't think I've ever seen anything this beautiful. Her skin was dark. I could see the line from her bikini. Her breasts were magnificent. She rubbed them near my face... just close enough for me to feel and sense the excitement she was showing. She was smiling.. teasing me and she knew it. She was a pro. She had His collar around her neck.. It had jewels of every color.. pink, blue, green, yellow, It looked like a beaming rainbow. I knew she was His. Her hair was short and very blonde. Her eyes were as blue green as the ocean. Never had I experienced such beauty. In her hand she had a blue collar with spikes and a leash. She told me that this was for me and that I was to wear it in Her presence only. She took my hand and gui ded me in the the warm bubbling blue water of the Jacuzzi. Her hands on my back as we sat down. I could feel the warmth of her breath on my neck and could feel her kiss me ever so gently. Her breast were rubbing my arm and she took my hands and placed them on her. I started to touch her leg..she stopped me. She told me that I was to do as She said. She was my guide.. my Master. She went on to tell me that I was in training. She wanted the best for her Master and that she would make sure that was what He had. She told me to relax. I could feel myself melting in to her arms... I felt safe. I trusted her. She took her hands and very gently searched every angle and crevice of my body.. I shuddered as her fingers guided over my *****. Her mouth was on my nipples and she was sucking so hard...I had a hard time catching my breath! She looked up at me angrily and said.. this is what I want.&n bsp; Now show me what you know and I will teach you the rest. I let myself go. I reached over to her and I took her head in to my hands.. I kissed her mouth gently but firmly.. feeling her tongue in mine. I kissed her eyelids and her forehead. Her neck was bent and I slowly worked myself to her ears and then biting and nibbling on her neck.. I could feel her pleasure with my hands that were now holding and caressing her breasts. Her nipples were hard.. I kissed them and then licked them... sucking hard .. I could tell she was very aroused.. She pushed me away. I didn't leave. but with my hands I found her *****.. it was very very hard and wanting.. her ***** lips were very fleshy and I wanted so badly to bring her up to taste of her. I ran my hands down her back and rolled her over... with my hands I gently played with her ***** and put two of my fingers inside of her *****... She gasped.. and I smiled. I knew I was where she w anted me to be. I lifted her ass in to the air as she hung on to the side of the hot tub. My tongue was licking her ***** and her ***** and her beautiful rose bud. I left my tongue there and I pushed my finger in to her ***** while rubbing her *****. She moaned and shook.. she pleaded with me for more. I put my finger in her ass and one in her ***** as I lifted her ***** around and up to my mouth. At the same time I could feel the jets come up under me. I positioned myself so I could have her in my arms and yet feel the pulsating water that was surrounding my ***** and *****. It was intense. I don't know if it was from her pleasure or the two but the pressure of the water on me brought me to heights I had not ever experienced! She saw that I was getting much pleasure. She pushed me away and got up and out of the Jacuzzi.. She pushed me out and down on my knees! She told me that I was NOT to get or have ple asure Unless she allowed it! This was a very bad thing that I took upon myself. I felt a sharp sting on my ass. And then another. She attached the leash on the blue collar of silver spikes on my neck.. She pulled on me! I obeyed and was drawn to her feet. I was cold and dripping.. She had a very lush blue terry cloth towel around her. She dropped it on my back and told me to lick her dry. She pulled on my collar and I was taken up to her knees and then to the small tuft of hair between her thighs. Clean me.. she said. My tongue was dry and I was uncertain but I put it between her lips and found her *****.. I licked it and my tongue was again wet. She moaned... good slut; she said. You will make a very good whore for my Master and me. I licked her inner thighs.. she opened her legs more.. I could feel warmth dripping from her *****... I licked and licked. This was her telling me that she was marking her territory and that I was not only His but Hers too. I went up to lick and suck on her breasts.... she slapped my face! I fell over and she pulled me to my knees as she led me to a wall with a hook. She stood me up and put my front to the wall and tied my legs apart and hoisted my hands way above my head. I could feel the snap of the whip on my ass. It burned. I tried to stay quiet. She did it again. Then she glided it ever so lightly over my legs and buttocks and back and just as I was relaxing she whipped my ass so hard that I moaned. I don't know if it was pain or pleasure. The leather straps hit between my legs as well as my ass and I could feel the excitement along with the pain. I could feel her fingers grope my inner thighs. You are wet, slut; she said! Her fingers were like magic.. she knew what to do and where to go. I felt myself melt. She released me from the pulley above but lay me on the floor with my legs spread apart. With her tongue she then made a pattern that followed every part of my body. She rubbed her breasts on mine.... Her wetness was now next to mine.

She said; it's time. You are ready.

She lifted me from the floor and took me in to her arms. She covered me with a plush white robe and rocked me. She kissed the tears from my cheek and said that I was perfect. That we were sisters and that she was very proud of me and that I would do well in bringing pleasure to the Master. She told me that was the first and foremost thing that I should be aware of and that I should not disappoint her.

I could feel her warmth and I wanted to just stay in her arms forever. I had not felt such love and want. She tried to shush me and convinced me that our time would come.

The door opened at the other end of the room. She put her finger to my mouth to silence me. It's time; she said.

Follow me and do as I do; she told me.

He was big and burly. Tight leather pants and a black knit shirt. He had blonde curly hair that accentuated his face and his beautiful brown eyes. His teeth were pearly white with a mustache and gote. He smiled down at his slaves. We were naked and in front of him; our heads down and very still and silent. I could feel his strength and power. His eyes were on me. He told us to rise. Standing now with our eyes to the floor.. He paced back and forth in front of us. His hand whip gently gliding on our backs, shoulders and buttocks... and down our legs.. He motioned for her to leave. With her head down she left the room.. I was alone with our Master.

He sat down in his chair. It reminded me of a throne. I liked that thought. He was as a King. For a long time He stared at me. Finally He asked me to come to him.

He told me to relax and that I could speak when spoken to.

He asked me what I had learned thus far.

I told Him that I was there as his slave and to bring him and his collared submissive pleasure of any and all kinds and that I trusted them and would do anything for them. I told Him that I was honored to be chosen and proud to be His slave.

He smiled and asked me if She had been too tough on his new little slut. I expressed to Him that I was learning and that I had much to learn and was willing to do anything in my power to be that Slave He so desired.

He got up and took the collar from my neck with the attached leash. For now you are Mine. When you are alone with your sister slut you will do as she says and you will wear Her collar. She is just an extension of me to you. She is there for you to learn from. Later you will be given a chance to expand your horizons but only when you are with her and with Me. Do you understand?

I nodded.

He grabbed me by my hair and led me to one of the tables. I want you to get up on the table. Do this Now! The leather was cold but the rope around my wrists was burning and I could feel him tying my legs to the end of the table but yet they were up in the air about a foot off the table. My arms were above my head. He put a gag in my mouth and taped it shut.. A blindfold was put over my eyes. It was dark and silent ... except for his heavy breathing. His hands were warm and soft.. I could feel them searching my body.. covering every inch. I was His possession. As He lowered the table, my legs went up even further and apart. His mouth was sucking on my nipples as I felt his fingers search and enter my *****... I felt a tongue.. a scent of lavender was in the air. I knew I could not ask... but, ;

His hands cupped my breasts so gently.. I could tell He was pleased. Her tongue was going in and out of my throbbing ***** hole as I felt something foreign entering my ass. He took the blind fold off just enough to see his eyes. They were strong and wild. He unbuttoned his shirt and I could see his massive chest and hair. You have my permission to ***** little one.. my slut slave. Do this for Me!

This incredible human being gave me such love and strength that I was able to let go. I was shaking all over and had never felt such incredible pleasure! I could feel my wetness running down the inside of my thigh. All of a sudden she was gone. He tilted the table up with my arms tied to the top of the table.. My legs were spread apart and my ass was at the edge of the table. His large ***** was protruding out from his leather pants and I could feel him teasing me with it.. touching me and then pulling away. A smile on his face as he watched me moan in anticipation.

I wanted Him so badly and would do anything for Him. I knew this now. Slowly he entered me.. the inside of my body was shaking so hard that I could not hold still. She untied my hands and feet. She was on her knees and I could see her mouth around his *****.. His eyes were closed but I could tell that he was very much pleased with what was happening. He offered His hand and had me sit up. Instantly she came to me and shared the juices of our Master and myself with me! The desire I had was overwhelming! He watched as we took in His pleasure and then He pulled me around so I was bent over His chair.

I could feel his ***** entering my willing Tushy... my inner being was being challenged.. He pumped me long and hard and deep. He looked to make sure that he wasn't hurting me and after hearing my crys of joy he continued until I felt his warm ***** spurt with such great pressure inside of me. He told me to be still. It was as if He was in a trance. He couldn't move. I waited.

He then turned me around and with a warm smile on his face he asked me to stand in front of Him. I felt his warm juices all over and on me. I was His. He Owned me.

3/1/2007 9:25:34 PM
Well its happened again. Getting my heart broke again.. Is'nt people real. I am!!
2/9/2007 12:32:45 PM
         Please Pay attenstion: I am ((( Not ))) A domme nor a Goddess Mistress or anything related to wanting to be or trained as that. 
        I am Passive Submissive prob a slave. I Listen and will obey. This is what who I wish only to be and do not wish to change from the Caring Understanding thoughtful Person I am. I do desire to be your Pet.
        I wish to be my owners most valued Prize, asset.

                              Kisses, Katrina
2/6/2007 8:35:58 AM
Hi, I just wanted to say I feel it is not correct I feel that I talk like a sailor. I do in no way feel its my place. If your interests are more me to then please contact others that gets enjoyment from that. I may be a transexual except that dos'nt mean I get enjoyment from talking unrespectful to you.

                 Thank You,
                           Katrina
2/5/2007 9:09:46 AM
Master: I am a Slave looking for her Master. I wish you to no. I would to show my willingness to you by kneeling in front of you at your feet. slowley removing your belt and looking in your hand to you. then lower my eyes to have you looking down on your pet. Feeling your eyes looking down on your pet.
1/28/2007 8:16:50 AM
Hello, Ok Decided on two new topics. number one is owned. Then number two is earning a collar. Hmmm.. I wish to earn both. 
             Kisses, Katrina
1/3/2007 12:51:02 PM
My (New Years Resolution).. I am hoping for a Real Master,Dom,Domme who is looking for a true understanding careing Slave. I am determined to be a good slave to the right person and or persons like a couple. I only desire to be the property of one person. Are you that person? I promise to do as told and understand I must do as you desire. I promise to be a good pet. I understand I will be trained to have a good slaves heart. Kisses, Katrina
11/27/2006 7:51:31 AM
Hi Everyone. I would like to thank those for there invites to join them Except I can not go move to other states, Countrys. I need to stay in florida where I am. I do so wish to meet a local Master, Dom, Domme, Mistress. IF they  are ever to me found! there Wished will be fulfilled.
11/24/2006 6:34:42 PM
I wonder will I get my christmas present?? No submissive or slave. But all the rest is such a yummy thought!
11/21/2006 9:28:02 AM

Hello Everyone,
                               I would like to wish everyone a Nice thanksgiving. It's that time to get your tummys full of the tranksgiving Turkey or Ham. Hmmm I wonder which your having. 
                              

                                       Hugs, Katrina

10/10/2006 1:10:58 PM
Its My Time. Are you Ready. I am ( Real )except running into players. If your the one? you no! you no By what I am that you will receive everything? You no I am very trainable, willing to obey, Listen to your words spoken. Whatching your reactions. Wishing to be obident to your wispers. Are you patient to train a true Submissive. Hmmm I wonder most likley being new I am incorrect in that I am a Slave. You No!! I don't since Its not my place to no till you tell me so..

                             Kisses,
7/30/2006 6:11:47 AM
Looking for A Master or Maybe A Real Couple, If a Mistress I Like Guys too. A daddy would be so yummy too.. My interests are belonging to one not many. I quess by what I have been told I am considered Property. I must be released or sold. If collared I belong to that person. I understand this and will accept this. I now understand that my mind set is leaning very much in this direction and that I am a very sensitive and caring person to other.

             Kisses, Katrina
7/14/2006 7:36:32 AM
Just a Little note. I am not a pro !. I am a (newby)  to this lifestyle. To be honest I am a newby to being a t/s gyrl .  I have done oral a (couple times) and anal only with a guy. (One Person only).I If you understand a t/s am not only bought sex only. There is much more to relationship than Just sex. Sex is a great part Belive me no one enjoys pleasing there patners wishes dreams desirers more ! just there is 95% more to a relationship too. I need cuddling Snuggling Kissing Hugs, being held close. To be talked to in caring understanding way. I need very much to no I have your respect as I will always show you mine. These things all give me security which is a big part of my inner feelings now. Anyway if your looking for a newby ( Pre Op T/S gyrl)and wish to be the main thing in my new life then I might fit into what your looking for? Lets chat and see if you think I fit your interests Dreams Desirers.   Kisses Katrina  
7/13/2006 6:46:49 AM
I Received this and wanted to share. I thought it was sweet..

--------------- Girls--------------------------
------- -----are like apples-------------------
--------on trees. The best ones-----------
------are at the top of the tree.--------
----The boys don't want to reach------
---for the good ones because they ------
-are afraid of falling and getting hurt.----
Instead, they just get the rotten apples-
---from the ground that aren't as good,
but easy. So the apples at the top think
-something is wrong with them, when in
--reality, they're amazing. They just
---have to wait for the right boy to-------
----- come along, the one who's-----------
----------- brave enough to-----------------
-----------------climb all----------------------
----------------- the way---------------------
-----------------to the top--------------------
---------------- of the tree.------------------
I THINK UR 1 OF THA 1'S ON TOP
7/11/2006 7:43:57 AM
I Just wanted to say thank you. Your a very Sweet caring understanding Goddess. I am very honard for your taking the time to write me. Your a very Special Women and I no anyone who no's you has found a very special Goddess.

                     Kisses, Katrina
7/10/2006 1:27:33 PM
 Just a note.. My Photos where taken 05/04. If you no abought a transexual then you no after 2 years now on meds the Picture is much better. I will not send photos of me now to anyone. That is not my decission. That decission is given to my Master Dom etc. He or she shall decide if they want posted on the internet

                Kisses, Katrina
7/10/2006 12:05:33 PM
My Interests are In Real Time Meeting. Not interested in Internet games, training, Cams or Photo Games.

Please understand I am not a domme..
4/6/2006 12:04:04 PM
Hi , Thank you for all the Nice Sweet Messages. Just I can't move everyone. I'm Sorry..I Like it here where I am. I am looking for someone how is local to me. Please understand that I am Evolving and Need to stay where i am because of many things in what I am doing.

            Kisses, Katrina

                  
3/13/2006 11:23:51 AM
 Master, Mistress, Dom, Domme, Daddy

   I am a Passive Submissive Gyrl. I will not contact anyone with out your express Given consent. Being given. I will not contact you unless contacted by you first.
2/7/2006 1:49:45 PM
   I Quess from what I have been told by two Masters is I am a slave.. Not Really sure since this being new to me I do not no these things yet, I am sorry for being such a ditz abought Masters, Mistresses, Doms and things.
    I Promise to be a Fast learner..

      Hugs, Katrina
1/22/2006 4:52:18 PM
Entry for January 22, 2006

I want... to be possessed

I am yours. You have the right of possession. You have the authority to stop me seeing anyone you don't want me to see, whether another man or single girlfriends who might encourage me to take a walk on the wild side. You have the right to tell me to ask you permission before going anywhere or seeing anyone. You have the right to meet or speak to people I see. You have the right to make whatever conditions you think fit.

When I was visiting a friend, and she and I were going out one afternoon, her husband handed her her cell phone and said, “Don't forget your leash.” He requires her to be contactable wherever she goes. You have the right to require that too. You have the right to tell me to let you know where I am going. You have the right to tell me to seek permission to go where I want to go. You have the right to say no.

If I ever forget my cell phone or otherwise fail to respect your authority, you have the right to require me to submit to a spanking that is so severe it makes me cry and scream and beg you to stop – a spanking I'd never want repeated.

I love you and I'd never really want to annoy you, but do I want your control to be real. So would you be prepared to give me a severe spanking now, to show me what I'll be in for if I get out of line? I hope this doesn't sound like a chore for you… it just really does it for me when I feel the reality of your authority. My spirits soar when my bottom's sore.

You have the right to check on me as much as you like. You have the right to ask me anything you like, and to expect honest answers. I do not mind you ‘interrogating’ me – as my husband, you have the right to do so any time you wish.

I find it erotic to be possessed, caged, constrained, reined-in. I don't find it at all unpleasant. It makes me feel yours, safe, that you care, that we have a connection, and that you trust me. It makes me want to give you more pleasure than ever.

You have the right to tell me to dress modestly when I go out. If you wanted me to wear a chastity belt when I go out with the girls, I would. You have the right to tell me to wear a necklace or bracelet upon which you have had engraved our names, or even something like “This woman belongs to …” or “I belong to …”

You tell me these things to me in respectful tones – respectful but firm – respectful, never patronizing or angry. I obey. I am yours.

I was told to read this and I found it to me ! So Me.. I had to post for others to read

                                                                                                   Katrina

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 Age: 44
 Santa Clera, California