Thank God it’s Friday!

Everyone loves Fridays right? Of course, it’s nearly the weekend… but in my particular case Friday is nice because Mistress R doesn’t work, and that means quite often when I leave to go to my job she isn’t dressed yet. Sometimes that means I might get to see, touch and kiss her gorgeous breasts before I go… or because Mistress hasn’t got up an hour before me (like she does the rest of the week) that might mean I get some morning teasing before I get up. Neither of those things happened this morning, but as I stood by the front door this morning Mistress came down and stood a couple of steps up the stairs and I hugged her tight and caressed [...]

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When the uxo is poorly

I know there are many Mistress’s like me, running an FLR with lots of cruelty for our uxos, (it’s what they need after all, even though they may hate it at the time of delivery). Lots of cruelty for our uxos, but we cherish and adore them at the same time. They are soooo precious. They bring us so much physical and mental pleasure. They ease us from the chore-load ‘normal’ wives face.  So the quandary occurs; what to do when our uxo is not feeling well at all.  A Mistress recently contacted me asking for advice about when her uxo is poorly. What can and should she do. Below is my answer to her. A poorly uxo often cannot really take as [...]

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Blogger Says NO!

And right on cue Blogger decide to unpublish the Webtease menu page. Thanks for that… 

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Clean Me, Slave!

On Sunday Mistress and I enjoyed her latest orgasm in the afternoon, we had hoped to have our Femdom Session, but we were too tired (we had a very late night on Saturday) and it was too hot. After Mistress came and I worshipped her beautiful feet a while she got off the bed and then unexpectedly turned to me and said ‘Clean me slave’. Talk about music to my ears… because even though I had just been worshipping her gorgeous pussy for (I don’t know…) 20 minutes or so, I would never pass up the chance to taste her deliciousness again. So I quickly knelt down on the floor in front of her and used my tongue to clean as much wonderful [...]

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Hopelessly, pointlessly, despairingly pleading

I saw the image below on DevaintArt and the emotions of the moment of the characters it broadcasts so reminds me of a common occurrence in my life. A common occurrence I so adore. It is a frequent occurrence that happens in many locations, at many times of day, but it has even happened as in the image; outdoors me dressed in a see-thru white dressing gown, although only on very hot mornings at home, or more often, when holidaying in a hotter country. But the expressions and juxtapositions apply regardless of indoors or outdoors or clothing. He sees me naked but for heels, or dressed very provocatively, and his gnawing, desperate, grinding, intense, sexual desperation gets the better of him, and he [...]

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