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A switching for Sera Part 1

  • Posted on December 30, 2009 at 9:00 pm

Sera and I received many requests for the story behind the switch photos. (mine’s here, hers is here) We’re both going to give our version of that punishment. I’ll post mine here and Sera will post hers on her blog.

Sera had called earlier in the week complaining of a huge pile of projects with deadlines. I told her to drive up and stay for a long weekend of relaxation at my place. I added that she should bring some toys with her. Her responding giggle made me smile.

Though she had planned to just relax during her stay, Sera’s got herself into some trouble.

Her first offense was arriving two hours late. I thought I had given her easy enough directions to my house. But somehow she managed to get herself lost and called me from across town.

I patiently gave her directions again and waited for her arrival. She showed up with a pout and an apology. The over the knee spanking I had planned to give her was discarded.

We played all afternoon. Sera has a toy bag to rival some sex stores and we took hours exploring it. Afterwards we sat on my front porch to watch the sunset.

Sera’s pout returned. “I’m bored.”

“How could you be bored? Look at those gorgeous colors.”

“Boring! Let’s drive into town and watch a movie,” Sera whined.

That was out of the question. I had been in town all day running errands and didn’t want to drive into town twice in one day.

Sera muttered something under her breath.

“What was that?” I asked. I’ll admit I was started to get annoyed by her brattiness. I gave her a look that said you better tell me.

“It’s just that there’s nothing to dooooo.” The brat was coming out in full force.

“You said you needed to get away from it all. Look at the sunset, listen to the river. Drink in this wonderful solitude.”

Sera gave a sigh. I’m sure she muttered the word “whatever”.

“I can give you something to complain about,” I warned.

She didn’t complain after that. But her mannerisms showed that she was bored. She drummed her fingers on the deck table and would not stop tapping her feet. I decided to give her some excitement.

“Take off your robe,” I told her.

“What?!” The bored Sera was replaced by a nervous brat who knows she’d crossed the line.

“Take off your robe. You can keep on your flats.” I had a punishment forming in my mind.

Sera obediently took off her robe and stood in front of me naked. She waited quietly for my next command.

I stretched and yawned, then took a long sip of my tea. Sera knew better to complain now. When I figured I had made her wait long enough I gave my orders.

“You’re right. We do need something exciting to do. Go inside and grab a small knife and come back here.”

Sera’s eyes widened in fear. She had no idea what was going to happen.

She came back and tried to hand me the knife. Her hand was shaking.

“No, no. You’ll need the knife. You’re going to walk down to the river. See those trees by the water? You’re going to cut yourself a switch and bring it back to me for inspection.”

“But someone will see!” Sera whined but I noticed her nipples had stiffened with excitement.

“I doubt it. My neighbors are far enough away to ensure privacy. Plus the sun is almost set so I don’t think you’ll be seen.”

“But!” The adorable pout returned.

“But you’ll go now unless you want to bring back two switches.” My tone was stern.

“Yes Ma’am!” Sera took the knife and walked down the hill.

I sipped my tea while enjoying the view of her naked bottom.

She wasn’t gone long. There was still plenty of light when she returned. I inspected the switch. It was thin and weak. One swat across her rosy cheeks and surely it would have broken.

“This isn’t a switch. This is more a twig than a switch.”

“I thought it looked adequate.” Sera tried to look innocent but the look in her eyes betrayed her.

I broke her offering in two and tossed it aside.

“Tomorrow we’ll go for a hike in the woods and select a proper switch. But you still need to be punished tonight,” I told her.

“Punished?! But I brought you a switch!” Sera wrung her hands as she pleaded with me.

“You brought me a twig. And your brattiness has gotten out of hand. Over my knees. Now.” I leaned back and patted my legs.

Sera did as she was told. She stretched over my lap and instantly stuck her ass in the air.

I gave her a long, hard hand spanking. Back and forth my hand went, swatting one cheek and then the other. Her bottom turned pink as I disciplined her. She wriggled and gasped at first. By the time her cheeks were red her gasps had turned to moans. I slid my hand between her legs-she was dripping wet.

“I think it’s time to dig into your toy bag again,” I told her.

“Yes Ma’am,” Sera purred.

Want to hear what happened next? Call me at (575)770-4575.

Part 2 to coming soon.

Switch selection

  • Posted on December 12, 2009 at 10:48 pm

Sera posted a picture of her switched bottom. She did indeed cut it herself. Then she handed it to me for inspection.

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Check out her post to see if this switch passed the test.

Nipple toys

  • Posted on November 26, 2009 at 1:49 am

Nipple slut Ronnie and I had a play date the other day. He brought some delicious toys.

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I used every single one on his oh so tender nipples. Mmm, what fun.

Stockings, heels, gloves

  • Posted on November 12, 2009 at 3:29 am

After of long day of play I like to slip my heels off and have a devoted submissive rub my feet.

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If it’s a good massage I’ll let you suck my toes.

Tony’s Diary: Part 3

  • Posted on November 9, 2009 at 1:07 pm

The next installment in Tony’s submissive journey.

Part 3

As I drove into the City at 10:45 PM on a weeknight, I played a game with myself, as if this was still all just a fantasy, as if this was all a delusion. “I’m only driving into the city,” I told myself. “I’m not making any commitments,” I said the words out loud to no one. “I am just driving.”

I pulled into the garage that Heather had told me about. As the PLA (Parking Lot Attendant) moved on with my car, I silently told myself, “I’m just parking my car here. I’m just going to walk to the corner, and see what there is to see.”

It didn’t take long before my car was safely parked in an underground facility in central Manhattan. It was a (relatively) quiet street. The PLA had the typical look of disinterest and blaze. He did not look me in the eye. Is that a conceit of the city? Is everyone in on the joke, except us ‘rubes’ from New Jersey? I couldn’t help but wonder how many cars he had parked for ‘first timers’.

It was late July, or early August, but it was a hot night either way. I had spoken to my wife earlier in the evening. I told her then that I was going to be going to bed early. I told her that I loved her and that I missed her. We had a nice chat that lasted for a while. She filled me in on all that the kids had done that day. All the time we spoke I was thinking about my plans for after. I would make the call. I would set the appointment. I would get the directions. I had a phone Mistress that I had spoken to for years – Mistress Twilight – who seemed constantly surprised that I had not taken the plunge into the NYC Domination scene, given my proximity to the city.

Happy Halloween!

  • Posted on October 31, 2009 at 11:52 am

Here’s me wearing one of my favorite Halloween costumes.

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Kinky nun!

Sera dressed up as a naughty schoolgirl and I spanked her with a ruler.

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Kali loaned out a naughty schoolboy for me to spank as well.

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It was a very sexy night.

More upskirt photos

  • Posted on October 28, 2009 at 1:28 am

My last upskirt photo turned out to be popular so I’m putting up two more.

This is one of my favorite pair of stockings.

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A close up:

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Loser PeeWee’s Embarrassments

  • Posted on October 25, 2009 at 2:29 pm

Loser PeeWee has been panty peeking again. As part of his punishment I had him list ten ways he’s embarrassed. For further humiliation I told him I’d post the list here.

1. He has a flat ass.

2. He has a small penis-2 1/2″ erect

3. He makes pee stains on his loser briefs.

4. He makes skid marks on his loser briefs.

5. He has to wear tightey whiteys.

6. His cheap underpants costs 86 cents.

7. He has to be punished and humiliated by me.

8. He has to sit to pee.

9. He got caught by the spa girl wearing his tightey whiteys.

10. He has to shave his pubic hair.

Mistress Twilight Likes It Juicy!

  • Posted on October 23, 2009 at 12:37 pm

While at the PEP HQ in ABQ we mistresses made several sexy videos. Here’s me sucking on a strawberry:

Tony’s Diary: Part 2

  • Posted on October 20, 2009 at 11:45 am

The next installment of Tony’s sexual adventures.

Part 2

It was a regular session. My massage sessions were pretty consistent. I’d pick the prettiest, youngest girl they had available. This place had changed recently from all Russian attendants to American ones – mostly Hispanic. The girls usually lived in New York and commuted out to Jersey for work.

The girl I picked this afternoon was a gorgeous Hispanic girl with very smooth, dark skin, long jet black air, and large breasts. Her outfit showed her figure off very nicely too. She looked about 22 years old, maybe 25 tops. I was shaking then too – I always do when I do this. Over the years I’d visited so many of these places, and I’d developed a pattern. At first, I was so nervous I couldn’t really say much. As time progressed, I needed more than just a rubdown and a “tug”. I wanted conversation. I wanted to expose myself to them. I would tell them my story – what I did for a living (that usually relieved them because it meant that I wasn’t a cop). The girl today had me lie on my stomach to start. Then she rubbed me gently all over. Within ten minutes she was rubbing between my thighs more and more, gently running her long nails against my skin. She would bend over from the top of the table, and I’d feel those breasts press against me as her pelvis pressed against the top of my head. Finally, she whispered those magic words into my ear, while her breasts pressed against my arm and her fingers continued to trail along my skin, “Do you want to turn over now Sweetie?”

“Yes, ma’am,” I said, and turned over on the table. My cock sprung up immediately. I was shaking all over, as I usually was. Normally, I run a little hot, and I sweat easily, but in these circumstances I usually feel chilly and tense up. The Hispanic girl looked me up and down, and started to rub the fronts of my legs, coming closer and closer to my balls. Then she moved over to my stomach and chest. She ran her nails all along my skin, again getting close to my cock without actually touching it. My cock was bobbing on it’s own. I raised up on my elbows to get a better look at this gorgeous girl giving me a rubdown.

She looked up at me and smiled. Then she raised her eyes and moved to my ear again. “Would you like anything else?” She smiled.

“Oh, yes, ma’am,” I said.