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One of the things I hear repeatedly from all of you is how wonderful you feel when you are in your “gurl” self. Over and over, sissies come to me gushing over with girlie-glee about wearing their panties under their business suits or slipping a fat dildo into their love holes. Well, darlings … now comes the time to take that pleasure just one step further and skip your way closer to the door of the closet.

In order to prepare for this, you’ll need to get dressed in a pair of jeans and a sweater (or if you live in warmer climes, a t-shirt will do). Beneath your jeans, I expect to find a pair of tighty-whiteys or boxer briefs … nothing silky or feminine for you just yet. Once you are dressed appropriately, I want you to drive to the local discount store, such as Walmart and park about half-way away from the door. The idea is to have to walk past a variety of vehicles upon your return to the safety of your car.

Go into the store … you don’t necessarily have to linger over anything in particular but I expect you to visit the lingerie section and select a matched set of lingerie (bra and panties). These should be in your size and you earn extra points if they are overtly feminine, such as satin panels with lace trim or a fierce animal print with lace. I don’t expect that you will ask for assistance, but I don’t want you to hide what you are doing either.

Once you’ve selected your lingerie, it’s off to the hardware section! I want you to pick up a bulk package of D cell batteries. At the very least, I want there to be 6 batteries in the pack. And once you’ve laid your hands on those batteries, you have one last stop to make before you check out … The literature section.

One thing every woman enjoys is a good book … something smutty and filled with romance with a powerful Alpha Male and a strong, yet delicate woman who come together despite the adversity before them in order to live out their fantasy. That’s right, darlings … I want you to select a romance novel.

Harlequin is best but any romance novel that has a hot guy on the front will do (extra points for those of you brave enough to purchase a historical romance or, my personal favourite, paranormal romance). Once you’ve gathered your treasures, I want you to find the longest line in the store and stand in it, waiting your turn.

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You’ve begged and begged for me to fuck you, and I’ve told you repeatedly you aren’t worth my time. But since you seem so insistent, I’ll tell you what: Drop your pants, show me what you’ve got, and we’ll figure out if we can’t put you to some good use.

Wait a second…where is it? THAT? That’s just a little red button! You can’t possibly fuck a woman with that thing! And I’m not interested in letting you dry hump me…

We need to put that thing away. Get it out of my sight! No, no…don’t pull up your boxers. Boxers are for men who can fill them up. Here, put on a pair of my panties. I think they suit that clitty you’ve got much better.

In fact, I don’t want to see you in anything but panties from now on, you little bitch. If you want to hang with me, it will be as my little bitch, or nothing at all. And no bitch should go without a collar and leash. Come with me, bitch-boy. We’re taking you panty shopping. Get on your hands and knees and I’ll walk you there. And after we’ve gotten you properly outfitted, it’s off to the tattoo parlor. I’m going to get “This is my clitty” tattooed over your tiny little nub, so you’ll never mistake yourself for a real man again.

Well, bitch-boy, it looks like you’re good for something after all: A good laugh. I can’t wait to teach you some tricks so I can sell tickets to that sideshow you’ve got going on between your legs!

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So you have finally found your calling. You have found the ultimate reason for your pathetic existence. You crave to be collared and led around on My short tight leash. Your divine purpose in life is to serve Me as a human pet. That is wonderful news. I love pets. In fact, I collect them. Now the only decision for you make is what kind of pet will you be to serve Me best. Be warned. Once you become My pet you are mine. I own you.

Do you want to be My wittle puppy dog? You will whimper and beg for My attention. You will be obedient and perform tricks such as rolling over for My amusement. I will degrade you by flinging My cum stained laced boy short panties across the room and make you fetch. If you are a good fetish puppy, I will allow you to hump the floor and pump your puppy love squirts into your doggie dish for a yummy treat.

Maybe you need something filthier. You can be My dirty, disgusting piggy bitch. this position is very fitting for the overweight, fat ass slave. I will enjoy sitting on your face. My soft tan ass smothering you while you snort away. I will wear boots and stomp in mud puddles just so My pet can have the honorable task of licking them clean. For your treat I will let you roll around in the mud and hump away.

If public humiliation is more your thing, then perhaps you’ll want to be My pony boy slave. It is also perfect for My stronger and more eye pleasing suitors. You’ll be a pony perfect for a Princess when I dress you in pink trunks and leather harness. An extravagant headdress and blonde butt plug tail. You’ll need be strong and fit. Pulling the chariot filled with Me and My hot girlfriends to all of the downtown hotspots on a Friday night.

There you have it potential pet. Now click below to find out how you can audition.

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Hey there, little man. I know you’ve been aching for a new humiliation assignment… something that leaves you feeling aroused, ashamed and craving more. So tonight, the only prop you’ll need is a red Sharpie. I want you write humiliating things all over your body for me. I want you to write my name above your penis. Make circles around your nipples and top off each one with a little dot right in the center. On your belly write slut… on your thighs write whore. Look in the mirror while you do it and watch your dicklet rise to attention. You have visual reminders now of your ownership, of your complete subjugation to me.

Keep watching yourself in the mirror while you stroke yourself slowly. Keep your fingers moving gently on my cock, but don’t go full blown stroker slut on me… no, this is about a humiliating tease that leaves you weak in the knees. Read the words aloud… starting with the ones above your cock. It should read… Ms. Lauren’s whore slut… say them over and over, loudly while you stroke. As you get louder and your words get faster, keep your hand in tempo… stroke faster and harder as you scream my name and admit what you are… My whore, My slut. Do you think you deserve to cum… or should I cut you off before the final event? Click the link below to see.

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Here you are, as always you say you are here because you want to please me, but we both know that isn’t possible. Seriously, it seems to me you must crave the humiliation that comes with my lack of acceptance of you. But have it your way, but be warned my girlfriends will be here soon, so you might be in for a lot more than you bargained for today.

Do you know what a guy with a dick too small to satisfy a real woman is? he’s a pathetic loser…he’s you, lol….But, why a loser you ask? Well, let’s see, you force yourself on beautiful women who you know you have no chance in hell with for starters. And you make a huge fool of yourself when you strut around proudly displaying your lack of a real cock.

Guys like you proudly exhibit that tiny little cocktail weenie and expect a positive response, lol. you know my girlfriends and I are used to big, fat, rock hard cocks, at least where our pleasure is concerned. Yet you still insist on forcing yourself on us. Do you honestly think you have any chance of putting that tiny pee-pee inside of one of us? lol….seriously?

The only thing we want where you are concerned is to mock you. My friends and I do enjoy amusing ourselves with you and your size. I imagine you will never bring me any pleasure other than great laughter. But then you love hearing me laugh at you, don’t you?…

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I have been teasing you each night. I make you lie on the bed and stroke to the sound of my voice. I seduce you right to the edge, then push you back down hard. I taunt and tease you manly-hood. I poke and prod each sensitive part of your being. Stripping you of you confidence and making you less of a man. I tell you how pathetic you are everyday.
I hear you crying in the bathroom, while you stroke your wiener. I bring real men home and fuck them in our bed. When you call me at work, the secretary tells you I am already out. You know exactly what is going on.

I make you wear panties to bed and cuddle with a teddy bear. I giggle and laugh when I take pictures of you. I used those pictures to publicly humiliate in front of all our friends.
Now it’s time for a little game. Close your eyes and remember what it felt like the first time you had a girl look at you. Think back to before everyone knew what a pathetic pin dick you are. You were so excited you were hard as a rock in your pants. She ignored the fact that you couldn’t kiss, hoping you’d make up for it in other areas. She pressed herself up against you, but you stepped back quickly. You felt as if you might explode before you even got it out. She thought you were playing hard to get.

You struggled while she teasingly stripped off each sexy layer. You even had to cross your legs and squeeze them together to keep from cumming. When that last layer dropped to the floor, it was almost painful to watch you pathetically squirm.  You hurriedly stripped off your shirt as she turned off the lights. Your belt buckle and pants hit the floor and you kicked off your shoes. You pulled down your tighty whites thankful for the darkness. She spread her legs in anticipation a real man entering her.

At the moment when those tighty whites were around your ankles and your stiff baby wiener was touching her entrance, someone turned on the lights.  There you were your pathetic pecker out for everyone to see. Your cheeks got so red, you thought you would cry. The little thing was so stiff, you couldn’t help it. The worthless tiny thing dribbled cum, as you moaned loudly in orgasm, while everyone stared and laughed. The girl you came on stood up and had some words to say. Click below to here it.

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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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I know exactly what you have been doing in the bathroom at work. You thought I didn’t know. Maybe you figured if I knew, I might fire you. Did you wonder if you boss caught a glimpse of those silk pink panties that I would humiliate you? Well the truth is I not caught a glimpse, I have been considering just how to approach you about it. The more I thought about it, the more I got excited. I began to think of all the ways I could hold it over you. I wondered how far I could push. Which boundaries you would easily surrender and which I would take by force.

Late one Friday evening, I called you into my office. “Panty boy I am going to be recommending to the board which person from this office be terminated.” I said with an odd grin on my face. You stuttered muttering something barely recognizable. I laughed at you as I told you that I knew all to well about your silky secret.

“You wouldn’t want anyone else to find out, now would you?” I asked. You quickly stammered in response,”No. Of course not. Tell me what I can do to convince you to keep this secret.”

I instructed you to strip down to the silky necessities. I made you model them for me. You  complied, turning this way and that, your cheeks burning. It was unlike any punishment you had ever received. You should have been near tears and begging me not to have you strip. You whole body was shaking in response to my next set of tasks. I detailed what I wanted you to do, being very specific. You found yourself smiling in anticipation of the rules of the game.

“You are to rub your little thing until I command you to cum. I have prepared a little video for you to watch. I want you to imagine yourself there watching as you are now. Rub your little thing as much or as fast as you like. There are just two rules. The first rule is that you can’t use you hands. I bought a special of surprises along with me. You can use anything from the box. You can also use your wrists or forearm to rub. The second rule is that you will not command until my command.” I asked if you understood the rules. You nodded eagerly attempting to start rubbing.

I stood back and stepped away. You didn’t know it but I was stepping out of the camera frame. I had a camera positioned just on you. it clearly showed you face and even your pathetic cock in those panties. I pressed play on the video and you began to watch a scene of a panty boy sucking off a big monster cock. Your little thing got so stiff by watching the video. It didn’t take long before that little thing was swollen.

Listen to what happened next.

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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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