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So you’ve got a hot date for Valentine’s Day? I know you’ve been lusting over your potential love interest for weeks… and you’re hoping you’ll get lucky if you make the night a romantic one. Aw, isn’t that cute? You’re trying to act
like a real man… and while she might not see through you, I do. I
know what you do when no one’s looking. I know the deviant fantasies
your perverted mind creates. So with that in mind, I’m thinking your
big debut as a real man, well… it needs to be nipped in the bud.
Why should you be allowed to fool some poor, unsuspecting woman?
Leave it to your Mistress to make the conclusion of your night
humiliating if you do manage to “get lucky”.

I want you to prepare yourself carefully… with a few additions to your normal grooming.  First, you’ll be shaving a cute little heart in your pubes… then shaving the rest bare. I want you bald as a billiard ball down there!
Next, you’ll slide in that butt plug you love so much… why should
your ass be empty merely because you’re on a big date? And last? Take
a red Sharpie and draw little hearts all over your peen. Get it nice
and hard beforehand so your artwork isn’t too droopy. Oh… and extra
credit if you write my name on it, too.

Now go out on your date…  wine her, dine her… but think twice before you go the whole “69 her” route. Think for a moment? What will this lovely lady think of you plugged and decorated? Do you really think she’ll spread her legs for a freak like you? He he, looks like it’s a chaste kiss at her doorway while you reluctantly decline her invitation for a nightcap.   I won’t lie and say I’m sorry that you’re going home alone…

But will I give you the relief you seek after a night of tease and denial and self
humiliation? Click the link below to find out if I’ve been a merciful
Mistress or stayed true to form… a taunting bitch who’s laughing at
your pain and arousal…

Hey Jerky Jerk off addict. Are you sitting there at the computer seriously trying to look up My dress. Gosh you are such a pathetic fist humper. I don’t even know why I let you stroke for Me. Oh yes that’s right, because you are willing to do anything for Me no matter how humiliating. Isn’t that right loser? Oh Miss Casey how may I serve you? Please Miss Casey, please let Me amuse you. LOL wow really pitiful. All that groveling and begging just to make a fool of yourself in hopes to shoot your piddly load for Me. Yes piddly, what else would cum out of a loser cock. Honey if your cock was worth fucking, you wouldn’t be paying Me to beat off while I laugh now would you?

Okay okay, stop your fucking whining. If you want to make a cummy for Me then you will do it My way. You will need some cake frosting, plain M&M candies, and saran wrap. I know I know your silly pecker is excited with anticipation. What a moron! Okay My jerk off jester. I want you to coat your balls with the cake frosting. Cover them good, your using the frosting as a glue. After you have them coated and looking pretty, take your M&M’s and stick them all over. See It proves what I have been telling you all the while. You are nothing but a candy dick!! Okay now that you have got that done and your balls are covered, get the saran wrap. I want you to wrap the plastic around your hips so that your hard cock is against your stomach. Go between your legs and make sure those sweet nuggets are wrapped up too. What’s next? Click below and find out…

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My goodness, you really went all out for this meeting tonight, didn’t you? :giggle:  Is that a new suit and tie? I’m guessing that you think that is some sort of ‘Power Suit’, right? Well, let me tell you, while clothing is important, they really do not make the man.  What makes the man is his cock… now if you really want to impress me, take it out and show me what you’ve got.

What’s the matter? Are you a little nervous? Yes I understand that requesting to see your cock is a bit unorthodox… but hey, I never said that I was the type of woman who likes to play it safe. I live on the edge, and if you want my company’s business, then you had better learn to live a little on the edge yourself.  Of course, I can see that you are getting a bit aroused at my demands… there is a slight tent forming in the crotch of your pants.  But, then, that’s the problem… it’s only a ’slight’ tent! :giggle:

Drop those drawers, don’t make me tell you again!  That’s better.. now take down the underwear too.  Oh my god… are you kidding me? Is that for real? Surely you can’t be completely hard….   hmmm… if that is all you have to offer me, I may have to reconsider this deal… give me a moment to think it over and then click the link below to find out what I’ve decided…

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Tis the season, right little jingle balls? So keeping the holidays in mind, I’ve decided you should make me a Dick-Mas Tree. Oh, don’t worry, I’ll let you get it really hard first with a little stroking… maybe an edge or two? After all, it’s got to “snow”, right? Well, maybe… if I think you’ve been naughty… play it nice on this one and you’re sure to get coal in your stocking (and by coal I mean a little black buttplug… and by stocking, I mean your tight wittle man pussy, lol!). Grab yourself some tinsel, maybe a small string of lights and I’m sure you can find yourself a peen topper… get creative. Now get a Sharpie and write Merry Christmas all over your inner thighs… and keep in mind, I’d love to see a pic of your Dic-orations, lol. Or if you’re a silly little sissy, why don’t you dress it like your favorite reindeer… I just know you’re going to pick Prancer!

Now that you’ve got your little elf hopping to load the sleigh, stroke him hard and make your peen topper bob. Look into the mirror and laugh loudly Ho! Ho! Ho!… because that’s what you are, my ho-ho-ho! Keep rubbing Santa’s Little Helper right to the edge… each time you get there, pump that little plug right up your chimney for a few strokes until your sausage balls calm down… then pump again to the edge. When you’ve indulged in five cycles of your holiday humiliation, click the link below to see if Mistress thinks you’ve got enough cheer to let those roasting chestnuts explode!

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I’m a big lover of Cracked… I go there every day for my laughs. The other day there was an article about bad sex advice in Cosmopolitan magazine. Great fashion stuff there, but little of worth sexually for a truly experienced woman. So I decided I’d take all the bad advice and twist it for my own special brand of humiliating amusement. You’ll need two things: Alligator Clamps (you can melt some plastic around the tips if you’re a pussy, lol) and your own hand. Now for the fun!!

The first piece of bad advice is biting the balls. To mimic this, place alligator clamps all over your sack. Oh, that’s gotta hurt, lol! Now for the second… shaking the nuts! Take them into your hand and shake them with the clamps on like their a pair of really fuzzy dice. Are you feeling the burn, lol? The third? Yanking the crotch hair. Take your short hairs and tug on them hard… do this for 5 minutes or until you can’t stand it anymore. The fourth? The Sneezegasm… I shit you not, lol. To mimic this move take your prick in your hand and squeeze it as hard as you can for a 5 count. Do this ten times.

But wait, there’s more!! These three techniques are guarnteed to leave your dick aching… milk it like a cow. Yeah, really. Squeeze and pull just like you’re milking it. Oh, is little Bessie gonna give me some milk, lol? I don’t fucking think so! Now imgine you’re in front of your TV playing your XBox and jerk your junk around like you’ve got a joystick in your hand. Move it two and fro and watch those bitten balls bounce. Now for your final painful humiliation. Put both hands on your cock (if it’s big enough, which I doubt, lol) and give it a rugburn. I want it red and sore from twisting your hand all around on it… Now that I’ve had my fun with your humiliating masturbation game, click the link to see if you get any relief at all for your pain.

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Well, well, well, if it isn’t the man with the little nubbin known as a small penis? I knew you would be crawling back to the humiliation boot camp site for more. How could you not? I mean, you are one sick, twisted, small-dicked pathetic waste of a human flesh, aren’t you, little man? So, in the spirit of this New Year, and the season of resolutions, I want you to take out a piece of paper and divide it down the middle with a big line. Then, I want you to write on one side RESOLUTIONS and on the other DE-RESOLUTIONS. I know, I know, you are probably all scratching your heads wondering, “Mistress Courtney, just what is a de-resolution?” It’s when you know that something is an utter impossibility, so you can’t resolve to do it, rendering it a “de-resolution!” Got it, bitch? Good! So on the list of things you want to accomplish this year, be sure to put things that you actually can do, oh, like let’s say, suck a big dick far superior to yours, or perhaps, let your hot wife get the fucking she deserves and then eat her cream pie after she’s been fucked by a real man, that kind of thing. And on the “De-Resolution” side, list all the things you simply will never, ever in your lifetime be able to do because of your worthless little dick, like, fuck a woman so deep she turns into a howling wolf, or walk into a bar and get any woman you want because you have such a…

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What? No eggnog in the house at this time of year? And here I thought you ADORED me.

I’d do ANYTHING beautiful Mistress.
Command your slave Goddess.
I live to Serve YOU Empress.
Make me YOURS Miss Viv.

Bah! Hum bug!

If you truly ADORED me, you’d know that your Honored guest expects some thick and creamy eggnog chilling in the fridge when she visits.

Pardon? You didn’t know? Clearly you aren’t reading Fem Domain to ferret out those little nuggets of information that could – at a time like this, save you the embarrassment you are about to feel.

Keep those eyes cast down at your feet I’m enjoying watching the blush creep up your neck. Don’t fidget. Hush while I ponder what to do with a boy who tosses off platitudes with such ease, yet neglects the finer details, which would truly impress.

Could I have missed something in your Training? Speak boy. I thought not. So you agree – you slipped up and didn’t think to find out my favorite holiday drink.

Bah! I had my taste buds ready for some made from scratch nog. Sigh. I put the recipe right there on my blog! What boy? Permission to speak granted, but what ever could you say, to make up for this grievous error?

What did you say cheeky boy? You thought of something you could whip up – that is thick and creamy and won’t take you but a minute to prepare. Oh you nasty boy! What a little pervert you are. I knew I liked you for a reason!

Drop those trousers, click the banner and let’s see what you got.

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