MissCC2U

If I seek to enjoy the pleasure of tormenting those I pleasure; is it wrong to ensure the pleasures of those I torment?

At times its one sided, but in the end, there is purpose to the madness that is my mind!!!

With each new challenge i create, its outcome is only limited by that in which you feel is what I seek.

So the assumptions of my pleasure lay with your need to

 fill that in which I ask.

The MIND is where I play, the body is only a tool that i use, the pleasure of both is an art form I have learned over time.

COME PLAY WITH ME

Immediate Opening for Weekly Service Minded Houseboy

This is not a live-in position and one must be local to Columbus to be a valid candidate. To be considered your pleasure must come from providing high quality domestic services ie., cleaning, laundry, yard work etc. Attention to detail and the joy of providing superior service are MUSTS! A boy that provides fantastic service will reap the benefits of my appreciative attention.

This is a great opportunity for someone that is SERIOUS about safely exploring the BDSM lifestyle.  Novices are welcome to apply - as long as you're honest, sincere in your efforts and reliable.

*Read entire profile prior to contact. If you do not meet my requirements and don't follow directions there will be no reply.

MANIC MONDAY

It was a beautiful fall day and I had lots of things planned. He knows to expect the unexpected, our time is short and I have to make the most of it. But he never knows who is going to answer the door… the kind and loving Miss who is tender, sweet and kind; or the evil twisted one who gets her rocks off by taking his twisted pleasures to a whole new level he has never seen…
I knew it would be weeks till I would see him again, so I asked him for some special attention to his duties over the weekend to prepare him for what I had in mind… HOWEVER, he was unable to hold to this new routine and forgot. He says he was sick and slept all day and forgot… I say that unless your below ground you have NO REASON not to do as I ask you (within reason of course)…
So my mind began to think of all the things I could do to make this point. It only took a moment to look around and it came to me. He knew that today was going to be the only day to see me for a while, and I have been a very loving and sensual Miss, but today, that’s NOT who answered the door…
Up to room to prepare, on the stool he sits. I think he knows something is in store… instead of stripping and sitting on the stool like normal, he is asked to close his eyes, stick out his finger and point… in my hand I hold 3 different size plugs, from small to large… of course he chooses the large one and I SMILE.
ASSUME THE POSITION, drop your drawers and place your face down on the mattress. Like a good boy he does as he’s told (NOW)… I begin by spreading his ass cheeks apart with my hands as I place gentle kisses across them… slowly prying them wider apart till I could see his moist and luscious hole begging me to lick it. I remind him that he forgot to do as asked, and run my tongue along the rim of the cunthole I own. I feel him tighten, not from fear but cause it causes him to shudder with desire to feel my tongue near the one spot that thrills him.
I place a hand upon his ass, and with a few warm slaps, I remind him that this isn’t going to be a fun social loving session, Ma’am has plans… BIG PLANS. I warm his ass with my hand for a few moments then move on with lubing up my cunthole with some god ole spit… I place the point of the plug and begin to tease him… I feel him tighten down on the comforter he buries his face in. he thinks I can’t hear the noises he makes… it’s not that it hurts or pulls his skin cause there I barely no lube… it cause I WONT STICK IT IN>>> he wants it.. He needs to feel it from my hand deep inside his soul…
I tease him then with a little lube and some pushing, in it went. Then I inform him that I have chores for him to do. I wanted to grass mowed and the lawn weeded just to start off. He replaces his clothes and got busy. As the utilities man was working on the meter, he had to do the weeding, on his knees he went, pulling and tucking, cutting and edging. I LOVED it as I watched from the porch and taunted him with little slurs and ideas of things to come. Driving his pleasure meter higher of course….
He finished up with grass and the chores and then I sent him to assume the position once more. Maybe he thought I was going to remove the plug but that would be a mistake. I fucked him with a rhythm that sent him into the bed as he pushed his ass out and up wanting more, I began to realize he had missed this. I have not FUCKED him a while, he had serviced me in a multitude of ways and I never gave him this, the feeling he needed. It’s not about just being fucked… it was about me ENJOYING FUCKING HIM. And I did, I went slow and took my time, I rocked my body against his as the plug was rammed up tight in my cunthole, ran my fingers down his back of fresh flesh, that was still glistening with sweat from the work he had did in the yard. Then I wanted to watch his face as I slowly withdrew the plug from him… only to push it back and forth.. Letting his muscle contract and restrict the entrance of the plug.
Finally I shoved the plug with much force up his ass and demanded he not watch me chose instruments of his torture, he was about to pay for not doing his anal stimulation during his daily duties… I made sure his ass would feel me all week and he would NEVER forget to do his duty again to my specifications again… I chose the crop and my little whip flogger… I began on his ass with the wooden spoon just warming his skin… he knew why he was getting this… but I had more to dish out as it started to flow from my hand to his flesh
It felt good to him… the slap of the crop on his ass, then his shoulders and across his body. Just enough to warm his skin, for what was about to come. For this was his first time at my hand, I wasn’t sure how much of me he could take and I knew I could be heavy handed when I get excited. So I kept it light, and playful and he LOVED it, I thought I could hear him purr at one point. So I knew I could push his limit, and as the welts grew so did his excitement, the words poured from my lips into the ears that burn his belly. I had a surprise for him, I knew it was something he longed to feel. I made him close his eyes and placed the collar about his neck, the cold leather around his throat sent a sensation thru him I could tell. This was NOT his collar, not the one he must earn, but a borrowed collar, attached to a leash that bound him to me. It was enough to make him realize what he must have, must work hard for… to be at the hand and feet of his Miss.
With each slap to his body I tugged on the leash, I pulled his face from the bed he buried it in, only to see a smile that assured me he was being pleased. His lesson was past being complete. Everything from this point was about pleasure. I could see the pure carnal lust and passion in his eyes. HE wanted that feeling of belonging and I wanted him to feel the sensation of being owned…
I rode him hard and I loved it. I could feel my clit rubbing against him, being tantalized. I was almost at peak climax… so as I took the crop to his back, I could feel the orgasm build. With leash in hand pulling him to face me and the crop to his back I let my cum flow. Down it dripped thru the crack of his ass, down around the plug I had shoved up his cunthole.
I whipped him till I made sure MY COCK was hard…. I then rolled him over onto his back an slithered down his body. Instructing him to keep direct eye contact with me at all times. My mouth slowly found MY COCK, the one I allow him to carry for me. I made him hold his eyes to mine as he watched me tease the head, the run my tongue about the shaft; lubing it up till I took him deep down my throat. He had a hard time with keeping his eyes on the prize. When I knew he was close to coming I had a surprise for him. When he began to cum, I took some of him into my mouth, I then climbed up his body only to share with him a kiss. I wanted him to taste of HIS cum from the lips of his Miss. I let it drip from my mouth to his, then I let my tongue dance around his lips so he could feel me close to him. No kiss ever tasted as sweet as the one he received from me…

I removed his plug and informed him it was time to say good bye, I allowed him to dress…. with welts on his back and on his ass as a reminder to do as I ask and a kiss that makes him love his MISS.

I love it when my boy takes me out shopping.... tugging him around by his cock, feeling his eyes on me as I showcase something naughty & sexy for him to admire.... its all in the wind up really. I know that I toruture his mind as well as MY COCK while we are out... Taking him in public allows me to contol his discomfort... he will be on his upmost best behavior and I can be as evil as I can be. I love watchin his mind go blank as I stroke the cock that I call mine. I will get him caught up in talking and he forgets to acknowledge that I OWN the dick he once held... and with a subtle tuck or slap, he is soon reminded that I now have control over the tool he carries... We head to our favorite shop, the CHAMBER, to look for a few more goodies... not to mention the smell of leather sends my pussy into melt down... right down my leg... and HE KNOWS THIS... i think its his way of teasing me as well...with the guise that we were looking for a hood/mask for my boodah to wear... we realized that our selection is limited... what I wanted I will have to have HAND MADE... no problem... my pet is worth it. but of course I couldnt get out of there without trying something on... I LOVE the look in his eyes when he see's his Miss in all her glory... lookin seductive & sexy and in total control of him. My favorite sales man asks me If I wanna try on the boots I have been eye ball'n for 3 or 4 weeks now... WELL OF COURSE I DO.... I point to the floor and instantly he kneels to one knee. I love looking down at him while he laces up my boots.... my mind begins to imagining him licking them clean...any who I digress.... he laces me up perfectly... I strut around to get a good feel for the boot and size and to make sure that i will be able to still preform all my Mistressly duties... cant be restricted from squating over my boys face with those boots on...lol.  so HE buys me the boots...Im pleased that he wants his Mistressses pleasure to be filled... its a work in progress.. once the ensamble is complete, it will be for HIS pleasure... a vision of wicked beauty will tower over him and take him to new heights. Of course on the car ride back I had to tease my cock, my pay on words aroused him with tender slaps in reminder of who owned what... making his mind melt is my favorite thing to do... upon arrival, I need to relax, I had had a long day... I wanted pampered and boodah was off to a good start with the purchase of the boots... as I lay naked on the bed... he took the scented oil and poured it into his hands... the soft gentle scent or rosewood filled th air, then a firm hand glided across my skin... silky smooth as the oil let his hands move across my body... each muscle feeling the strength he restrained... it was the perfect combonation to get the kinks out but make my body putty in his hands... LARGE and powerful, MINE to do my bidding, to control and demand... I could feel the tension drain from me as he pushed it thru my flesh... not an inch of me gone untouched. My calves felt relieved fromt he pressures of work... my shoulders no longer carried the weight of the world, as i could feel MY COCK pressing into the crack of my ass... not once did he dare become aroused. This was about MY PLEASURE, his pleasure is in pleasing me... seeing me there enjoying his touch... moaning at the pressure he created inside my body as well as out side... I soon rolled over on to my back... it was time for the finish... to truely relax....I reached for my book, as he began to lower himself into position. i opened it to the spot i left off on purpose... I knew i would be here in this moment and I wanted to rad it aloud as he preformed his duties.... an erotic novel full of lust and passion... each scene more detailed than the last... as I read aloud, each word brought on new meaning... and sensation as my eyes had a hard time staying open... my moans deepened, as did his tongue, the soft glide across my clit made me forget my place a few times.... rading the same passage over and over till I could remember where i left off... but when I felt his fingers entered me... I was already falling over a cliff....waves were crashin, the ripples that were created where rushing thru me, I had reached the point  that i needed to get to...complete release... After my composure was collected and before the scene was wrapped up.. BOODAH had to take what he knew deep down was coming.... PUNISHMENT for lack of communication... I am an open ear constantly as my boy had failed to talk to me about certain events and had caused me undue stress over such situation... with his hands placed against the wall I preceeded to REMIND him that we were to have NO SECRETS, thaqt the line of trust is based on the ability to come forth and be honest with what you think and feel... after his ass had a pretty shade of BLOOD RED, and beautiful bruises, I felt he would get the point and be reminded that if NOT telling her gets me these, then telling her has to be better than the dissapointment he heard in my voice and felt in my hand.... I shall hope not to remind him again.

after his brief interlude, My pet had returned... I hate to admit to it but I was alittle excited and eager to see him. His freshness gave me a new breath, a reason to look forward to the twistedly wicked road I knew i would have ahead of me. when we finally spoke, I was stunned to hear the words that i read across my screen. ALthough he had a really good session, he was informing me he could NO LONGER wished to proceed with being under consideration... MY thoughts began to scatter... did I cross a line, did I go beyond a point discussed.... instantly I drew upon myself that I had made a deep mistake... I take pride in believing that I know the rules.. cause I SET THEM>>> with input of course... BUT i couldnt for the life of me think what I had done to push this gentle soul away.... when I could feel how badly he needed the hand that i offered him, to guide this lost soul into a safe place and give him shelter as he grew into the person I could see him being one day.I honored his wish for time and space... but I felt deeply that I couldnt let him just go... he didnt want free, he wanted understanding, he was confused and jsut coming to terms with the fact he has found someone who could understand his needs and CARED about his desires... that what I do for my boys is NOT MONEY DRIVEN, but I do what i do for the well being of those who need guidance. we were all new once... and at one point someone took us in and showed us love and compassion.. helped us make sence of this life we love. With that feeling... I gave him the space and left the door open for him to come HOME, to come back to the place he can find refuge for this need he cant understand. He didnt ask to WANT this... we all know how things get to be, when you dont want to want it... but you GOTTA HAVE IT... with me.... he can get it, and there is a safe place to land when he comes down from the zone he gets in... that the feelings and emotions are meant to be felt and will be OK and accepted in my presence...with time and a line of open communication, he returned to ask questions and we talked and discussed the events that he had mulled over while on his vacation... with time & space to think... he felt he had did wrong by his own beliefs. to much time to contemplate what he couldnt understand. when the lines of communication is opened, we found we had only discovered a limit he didnt know he had.... that we all have things we didnt know till we do them... and its a lesson and we learn as we go... limits are pushable to a point, I assured him we will revisit that limit on a nother time.... but he has to feel that he can trust me and talk to me openly... there will be times when what does feel right may grow to become a need.... isnt that how we all have this lifestyle to begin with .... it grew from something to become a need

All boys interested in being officially considered by  ME  should do the following:

1. Review all the requirements in my profile and proceed accordingly.  You must be able to follow directions.

2. Obtain an account on FL  and complete your daily journals there.  I prefer the format there.

3. Establish a GMAIL account and calender.  When the time is right you will be requested to share your calendar with me.  I like knowing what my boys are doing and when they are available to spend time with me.

4. Read all my journals here and on FL as well ...  my writings reveal much information about me as well as the pleasures and torments I extend to the special few who have earned my attention.

Miss CC

** If you don't know what FL is please send me an email and my girl will provide the information you need

The other day I asked Bob the builder to come see me, I had been anxious to try out a new rope pattern I wanted to work on. He too was anxious about seeing me. His journals had me excited that I had been crossing his mind to a level of anticipation and thats when I know he needs me the most. Finding the peak time to bring that level of desire to reality is the part i love the most. When he arrived, i already knew I wanted to see him kneel at my feet. I had him put on my sexy red heels to match the red outfit I had picked for him to see me in. I had him sit on the stool before me, and hand him the red heels, he has NO CLUE how to buckle them, so I give instructions that he flollows so well. I have him kiss my pretty red toes and pay me compliments on how beautiful they look on such stunning legs. I think every man deserves the feel of sexy heels wrapped around their body...or dug into their flesh. I have him stand before me, hands at his side as I prepare the rope for application. I drag my hands across his bared flesh, i can feel the arousal I have created, I whisper secret little messages into his ear about things i wanna do and him to feel....i see his eyes close and his breathe quicken, I HAVE HIM right where I need him, READY!!! I take the rope and place it around his neck and tie the first knot...then continue down his naked body, allowing my hands to rub against his flesh. the closer i get to MY COCK, his head falls back and allows me to take him to a place he has been dyin to go. I pull the rope thru the loops that will soon creat a binding that will hold him tight and snug... then he touches MY ROPE... NAUGHTY BOY>>> I had to correct him, let him know like the cock that hangs btween his thighs, he is to NEVER touch what is mine without permission... with one quick cinch he is reminded WHO OWNS WHAT... and he states as such when I tighten it down the beautiful straps that holds MY COCK in place. I turn him around so i can bind his hands to his body... NOW he is completely at my mercy. THis is the feeling he has been looking for, the sensation of standing before his Miss and have NO clue what she wants to do to him...I lay him across the bed on his back, pinning his arms down with his own weight. Running my hands over his body to prepare him for my touch, he rools his eyes and lays his head back. He is anticipating the next few steps... i take the flogger and begin to warm his inner thighs, I straddle his face, my moist wet pussy inches from his reach. The essence of my pleasure seeping thru my panties and within reach of a slipped tongue. I begin with some light slaps to MY COCK, waking it up for my amusement. nothin like some CBT to get a manto moan. As the pressure in MY COCK begins to build so does my seeping desire across his face...  lets just say, that the rest was an experience he wishes to continue building on.

Learning new things is a pleasure in itself, but when you got me straddled accross your face daring you NOT TO TOUCH.... jsut know that something wicked this way cums......LMAO

Toy shopping with Boodah was erotic in the very least.... I dont believe he has ever visited such stores with anyone and let alone a woman who is like me. He was very nervous, as I could feel the tremble in his body when I would touch him. I asked to try on shoes, a pretty pair of poka dot Mary Janes, I informed the girl that her service was not needed, that it was HIS job to service me... He bowed at my feet, taking one foot in hand and gently fastening the strap. Repeating the same with the other foot, he offered his hand for me to rise from the chair... such a gentleman... I could tell my thighs were moist under my skirt...I decided that they werent for me, and we descended to the basement where the adult toys were. THIS is where I saw a flicker in his eye, all these playthings at our disposible. Discussing each one, the size the feel, the varity of pleasure was at our fingertips... all the while i would back my ass up to his cock and slowly bend over as I explored the toys...i could feel his excitement GROW...after some deliberations we picked out our first toy. A pretty red thing that I cant wait to strap myself into... YUMMY!!! We proceeded to the leather shop a few doors down, this is where I went from moist to soaking wet. the smell of leather does something to me I cant explain to you. I led him around the store by MY COCK, touching him and pointing out all the leather items I would LOVE to see him in. Then I spotted the most decadent piece of clothing... a steel boned PVC corset...OMG I jsut came all over myself. OK not really but I was wet beyond belief.I had the man at the counter help me but it on... cinch me up and bustle me in...the look on Boodah's face was all I needed to see. I wanted him to drool with desire, I could see MY COCK thru his pants jsut beg for a taste, i asked if I looked attractive, if he liked me looking so sexy just for him.... and the hitch in his breath was enough to say YES!!!enough of playing dress up, we sized Boodah for a cock ring... a beautiful piece that will remind him who owns the cock he carries between his legs...He escorted me out to the car and like a gentleman, he opens the door and assists me in. On the drive home, I played with MY COCK as he drove, remindin him of what was in store when we returned.... i was so turned on by our trip out in public, I had to touch my dripping wet pussy, finger myself enough to give him a taste, to feel the creamy texture against his tongue and the essence that is me to linger on his lips...I was sure to make his evening one he would remember, one that would draw him back to me like a moth to a flame... my touch heating his flesh, my lips burning his skin with every flicker of my tongue....

the evening was one to only start  the journey, each time after only fans the flame....when the time comes, I will have created an inferno that burns him to the core.

Interested in serving this SENSUAL Mistress?

1. Read my profile in full and follow the instructions. 

2. Read my journal - much information is revealed in these entries.

3. Read the journals of the boys I'm considering.  The tormenting pleasure that is afforded them will give you much insight as to my charms and talents.

Over the past few days, I have had face to face time with those who have earned it...

Let me just say that each of them bring something to me that I seek... a calm wickedness they fill me with, an empowerment in their presence that I command...

I revole in making them desire this Miss, makin them hard at just a thought of my touch, the memory of my scent, my taste on their tongue... ALL these things bring them back to the moment they knelt before me, seeing in my eyes the pleasure they brought to me, taking them to a place they can only get to when their with me...

I feed from them, I feed from the adoration, desire the affection. My moisture level grows when I hear them whimper, or see their eyes roll when I pare graze my hand across the COCK I know own... keeping them wanton, at the ready for my torturous duties.

I'm HUNGRY, starved for the pleasure that only my subs bring me on a silver platter.... their service is bringin me to ecxtasy, feeding me on the decedance of seduction!!!

After a long 16 hour day at work my feet where KILLING ME, then I had an offer I couldnt refuse... a FOOT MASSAGE, (the kind that make you feel like your walking on air)...  being the selfish and tired Miss that I am... I decided it was the perfect time to get to know Boodah. To feel his touch and let him taste mine as well...

He has earned his time with me, his tasks were completed and it was time to go over the rules and make sure he understood what was in-store for him.... He was shy and nervous, but listened to me intently, making sure to understand everything I was sayin...

Boodah will make a fine handyman... fixin and tinkering on what I see fit... house or hole... something needs tending too....lol I can see him working feverishly in his toolbelt and speedos...lol  Breaking a sweat as i stand over him with My trusty tool in hand...lol

I wanted him to know that anyone can beat you and charge you money for it... but the pleasure of pleasing is priceless.... My empowerment comes from the pleasure you bring me by allowing me to do what I like.... the twisted little games and daily duties bring you closer to me, as I am a junkie for admiration

I want their free will... I want them to give over their desires and trust that I can take them places they long to be... whast services I ask of them is NOTHIN compared to what I give in return...I want your thoughts, your mind, your body to respond to me in a way it wont with anyone else...

Feed me yoru desire and devotion and I will give you a meal to feast upon that will quench yoru every thirst and fill your empty souls.....

I had a VERY promising lunch date with a potential SUB, DANIELA was very well behaved and his manners were impeccible. His sense of humor was abundant and making me smile was clear.... I enjoyed his company fully... GREAT EYE CONTACT!!!

I made the rules very clear and asked if there was any questions... which I was pleased that he did... you should always come prepared... and leave FULLY aware of what the expectations will be in the dynamic yoru looking for...

I had to give him a taste of PADDLE, as to tease his TIGHT round bottom... to hear him whimper and moan caused a warming sensation in a very deep spot inside me....I was VERY PLEASED... YUM!

I have taken him under consideration for now... then if things go well we will move to probationary period... so we will see... but I think his skills will benefit me greatly as I know I will be sure to Meet the needs he has....

THIS DOES NOT MEAN I HAVE REACHED THE END OF MY SEARCH. ONE sub does not mean i found what I was looking for. Each sub that serves me has a purpose, no ONE sub will meet all my needs... so PLEASE do not feel that you are OUT cause someone else is IN...  the only one who holds a PERMENANT POSITION is my girl, MY PRECIOUS... FIERYDECRESCENDO...

I hope that DANIELA continues to be a good lil COCK SLUT... as for the rest of you who are still working on earning my trust and time... remember the best COCK SLUTS deserve my attention... if you need a reference, ask those who KNOW ME... refer to those who have tasted what I bring to them.. and hear it from their Mouths.. NOT mine... I'd rather you experience me once and love me forever... then to never taste from my garden....lol

I must say that I am greatly pleased by the nature of which the subs have stepped up there game...I have several VERY PROMISING candidates willing to take on R/T and at the price of my asking... The tasks that are required of each sub is for several reasons... let me explain why the are needed...

 Each task has purpose, but over all they are to show me your willingness to be loyal, it builds trust between Us, It shows me how far you would go for my pleasure. If you are to EVER truly serve me, then why cant you EARN my trust... you have to be in my home, we put our lives in eacho others hands... OF COURSE i have a right to demand you PROVE to me who you are and how you intend to serve me...

 Being in presence is about many things on any given day, the dull and mundane have no existance in my head... I live that in my vanilla life.  I have no need to be like everyone else, I am not the typical, I am the unique. From pleasure slut to sadistic nut, my range is wide...

 The look in my eye, or the smile you bring is enuff to let you know if Im satisfied... The feeling of moisture that grows between my thighs is my gage of how well you are doing.. cause when Im pleased... REALLY PLEASED.... then so will you be!!!

I have become very dishardened with the lack of follow thru from the boys who are willing to do as I ask online, but once its face to face time... they tend to disappear.

 WHY not just say your only interested in CYBER play. I have NO USE for boys who do not wish to serve in a true fashion.

 I am seriously interested in a masocistic male sub for service oriented duties. how difficult can that be... his duties will only be limited by those he sets for me to push....

 you never know what this Sadistic bitch will ask you to do... I treat my boys VERY WELL, but I may have to give up hope here on CM.

 ISNT THERE ANY REAL SUBS OUT THERE>>>

The family is gone, now I can resume my torturous pleasures of the BOYS who amuse me. Each daily duty done to my every detail, the tasks created with specific reason... when I ask for a task to be done, believe me it has meaning and purpose. NOT always just for my twisted sadistic pleasure, altho, it does bring a moist sensation deep inside me...!!!

My tantalizing brain is hard at work, making sure each of you are properly trained to MY needs of satisfaction. MY COCKS DRIP NOT A DROP, for doing so is failure. Kneel'n before me with such disappointment would NOT be in your best interest. SNAP SNAP goes the band!!!

Just a FYI, I currently have family in from out of town for the rest of the week and I will not be reachable by most accounts... But I want all my BOYS know.... you are to maintain your current duties as required of you.... and the remainder of tasks will be handed out once I can return to my nature of doing so... consider this time a lesson in patience, contact restriction and temptation.....

Dont falter from where you stand, it took you this much to get this close....

My birthday is Sunday...and I have been dyin to get my hands on a new flogger. One that will be an extension of my hand to the flesh of those who seek it. I have been searching for the right one, any ideas where I may purchase such a well crafted tool?  it will see much use on my boys, they get to help me break it in.... BUT who will be the lucky first???

GOTTA LOVE THEM BOYS OF MINE, all so eager to fulfill my ever need, this is how a woman should feel... yoru tiny cocks pleases me to torture... and those of you who have moved up in the ranks... be warned... fresh blood is on your heels... the young are mighty and willing to do anything to please this Miss... I cant help but to smile, knowing the pain, the torture the happiness I bring and feel for each of you... My wetness is evidence of the desire i feel from you.... my empowerment is brought on by your self humilitation, your self infliction, and the tortured damned who seek my approval for release.... CUM, taste what you have created.....LOLOLOLOL

There are three that stand out above the crowd, 3 that please me in a way the others havent yet reached... ONE, who sends shivers thru my thighs when he plays with MY COCK,Trying so hard to reach that pivital moment but cant without my MY say so. Second, who will kneel at my feet, who will send me into rolling fits of pleasure with just a touch of his hand and Thirdly, MY LIL BOY, he strives to achieve such higher learning, willing to do EVERYTHING that this wicked MISS dishes out his way... ALL THE LOYALTY I feel is sooo empowering.... It lights me up in places only the precious gets to touch. LETS see who can please me by morning.... do something naughty and surprise me with it... your MISS needs to feel you!!!

I am SOOO proud of my boys, specially one who is handling the pain so well on his first venture out. I get so excited reading the journals, every detail allowing me to feel like Im there... my hand guiding you thru such joys, that I know I created just for each of you. The willinginess to suffer at my hand gives me this tingle, this emotional charge. UMMMM I love it.... keep feeding your Miss with luscious words...

LAPTOP is back up and running.... now I can return emails and get back to my BOYS.... I will be looking over journals and issueing new tasks.... those of you who have fallen behind... may be dismissed for not following directions....

OMG... the charger to my laptop broke and I will not be able to email instructions to anyone.... I will return once I have found a replacement charger... I will be checking my mail from a friends computer but will not have time to answer all emails.... to those who have been LOYAL and GOOD.... I will reward you with a small treat as long as you continue to journal and follow thru on yoru daily tasks...

Miss CC