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You Might Be Submissive….

phone humiliation ReneeWhen he invited me over for dinner I thought nothing of it. We had been friends through the law firm for a long long time. I had never known of him dating any one and just assumed he was gay.

We had a pleasant evening and he cooked a great meal. As always the conversation was casual small talk. But for some reason he seemed a little off. Kind of edgy. While he was cleaning up after dinner I excused myself to the rest room. I couldn’t resist the urge to peek in his bedroom as I walked past. Curiosity took over and  I slid the dresser drawer open and was stunned to find a drawer full of knee pads. I was now certain he was gay and attributed his strange behavior to him wanting to tell me but not being sure.

The night was drawing to an end and I still sensed something so I  offered to return the favor and cook for him the next night.

I had just come home from the pet store and buying my two dobermans new spiked collars and leashes. They were on the table when he arrived. I offered to make us a drink and when I came back in the room he was holding them with a look in his eyes that was very familiar. Tabitha had seen it many times.

He followed me to the kitchen to help with the final preparations for dinner. All the while hinting at something but not coming out with it. When he opened the utensil drawer to retrieve a serving utensil for dinner I noticed him eying and touching several utensils in a longing way,

After dinner as we were carrying our drinks to the living room I held up my glass and said in a loud and commanding way, “Bottoms up” He hit the floor with his ass high in the air.  After a minute he looked up at me and said he was just following orders.

That is when I found out he had heard about Tabitha and was a submissive. He was trying to tell me he wanted me to be his mistress and didn’t know how to ask.

The moral of the story is, if you have a drawer full of knee pads, you are envious of the dog’s new collar, you are aroused by the utensil drawer and you hit the floor with your ass in the air when someone makes a toast, you are probably a submissive.

Foot Worshipping Sissy Boy

I’ve ordered you some panties. A lacy black thong, cut super small. Don’t worry, your little clitty will fit just fine. I’ve got a bra for you to put on, and a dress, and I’ll do your makeup and put on your wig! I’ll step back and take a look. What’s missing? Ah! Your shoes. I’ve got the perfect shoes for you, but you know what? I’m wearing them. Foot Fetishes

Get down on your knees, sissy boy. The shoes I want you to put on, are currently on my feet, and you need to clean them. With what, you ask? Your tongue, of course! You will look so fantastic, so pretty, my little sissy pretty boy on my arm. The shoes will complete the outfit, but first they must be cleaned. Start at the toes. Suckle my toes the way you wish to suck these perfect tits. Now lick the tops of the shoes. There isn’t much, just a little strap at the toes, but ugh, there’s dust. That won’t look good on your toes. Now run your tongue up my insteps, however you’d like. You love my dirty feet, don’t you, faggot? Now there are straps running along the ankles, clean them well. You have to look so pretty. Alright, once they are clean, I’ll take them off and slip them on your feet. Now what color shall we do your toenails? I’m going to do purple, a perfect sissy color. Now between the thong, the skimpy dress, the makeup, the wig and the shoes, we’re ready to go out on the town with you as my pretty boy.

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An Indecent Proposal: Small Dick Humiliation with Maggie

small dick humiliation goddess gfeThis weekend, I got a bit tipsy at a department party. A professor of mine offered me a special assignment as his research assistant for some extra money. I told him about my new job as sexy GFE phone girl. I guess he thought that meant I was easy and a sure thing. He pulled his pants down almost immediately and threw $30 on the his desk. I didn’t know what was more funny. The fact that he thought he could fuck me for $30 or his tiny little clitty I had to squint to even see? I told him I wouldn’t shake his hand for $30. I have done plenty of escorting. Just to have me on your arm in clothes will cost you a minimum of $1,000. For $30, you can go fetch me a chai from Starbucks, which you pay for of course.

I think my professor was mistaken by my California girl next door appearance and thought I was a sweet pushover. We had a come to Jesus talk. I proceeded to call him a pathetic sissy fairy fag loser for thinking for a moment with a dick smaller than my pinky finger, I would fuck him, even for money. No amount of money makes me waste my time on pin dicks. I’m book smart, and sex smart. I know what a woman like me deserves and it’s not a shrinky dick. I explained this little thing called sexual harassment. You see universities frown on it. Gives the school a bad reputation. Just like asshole professors with tiny dicks who don’t know their place, give sissies a bad name.

sissy humiliation perfect breastsTenure can be taken away nowadays. I suggested he pay me for that research job, but do all the work. And in return he gets to be my sissy maid. He will fetch me my morning Starbucks, pay for my bi weekly manis and pedis, clean my house, do my laundry, clean up my doggie’s poo, maybe even eat my hot ass and cunt if he proves to have any oral capabilities besides slewing bullshit. Oh yeah, and he can keep his tenure, and his wife. I hope she has a boy toy, because no way her hubby is satisfying her.

It is amazing how quickly men can clean their act up when presented with the loss of their jobs and family. Prancing around in panties and a French maid’s outfit singing about your little dicky while being a hot student’s bitch doesn’t seem so bad after all. I’m gonna have so much fun with this one!

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Welcome To My Parlour

sexy dominatrix reneeIt is almost five finally and I have heard every tick of the clock as the day has dragged by. I have sat at my desk all day unable to concentrate, watching the clock and playing with my sweet pussy under my skirt that can not keep from dripping thinking about tonight.

She has come to me for many months now, seeking to please her Mistress Tabitha. She is very obedient and in return I allow her to dress as a dolly just like she likes. She does my bidding, often before I ask, anticipating my every want and desire. I often bring her special little trinkets when she is especially good.

We meet once a week, every Tuesday. Last week however just as our session was ending, she seemed quite contrite, on the verge of caddy with her demeanor. She would never dare to openly defy her Mistress, she knows that the consequences would be swift, severe and grave.

Unfortunately for her, I had a personal appointment following our session last week and I could not stay to address the situation. This simply means that I have had an entire week for my dissatisfaction to brew and simmer. Now it is bubbling over and she is about to have a very different night with her Mistress.

Perhaps that is why she behaved the way she did, because she wants to see the darker side of her Mistress.

Well tonight she will be invited into my dark room. She will not be allowed to wear her pretty doll dresses. She will stand not sit to urinate. And this is just the beginning of a lesson she will learn well.

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