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My DC Sissy Bitch
by Mistress Treasure on Dec.14, 2010, under Fetish
I love sissy’s, but I love a certain kind of sissy. There is no real pleasure and satisfaction in deflowering a flower already in bloom
- but a flower that is still budding and needs guidance - NOW we’re talking! Case in point is my new DC pet whom I now call Nicole. 
Nicole is a man’s man, big and strong, but around her ebony Goddess she’s just one of the girls (and a big gurl at that!). But that’s OK, she has her heart in the right place. During my weekend visit we went shopping and tapped into her inner self. I knew there was a BITCH waiting to get out… it just took a better BITCH to make her see it. 
A New Submissive has been Added to My Stable - Do you Have What it Takes to be my Slave?
by Mistress Treasure on Jun.06, 2010, under Female Domination
I would say that on a daily basis I get some idiotic request for some bumbling idiot offering their tired ass service to me. Let me amuse you, let me entertain you, let me be your toilet, foot stool etc… Often those that seek to serve are clueless in what I want or what I need. For the record, I don’t 
need to be entertained, I don’t need a toilet, hence that’s what bathrooms are for - come boys stop wasting my time. However, this particular slave got it RIGHT so I have added a new slave to my stable. One might ask why him and not me. Well, he has a skill set that I deam valuable and has proven his worth… can you say you have proven your worth? So, after completing his tasks he was rewarded and wrote me this masturbation report.
Yesterday I found the time to receive my reward. Taking your lead, I sorted through all your pictures looking for every one that displayed your incredible ass!
After I had a good collection, I put them into a slideshow. My computer slowly, almost rhythmically, iterating through each of your pictures. Beckoning me to stare and become more and more entranced.
I put the laptop onto my bed, undressed, and knelt before it, my excitement growing as each photo flipped by. I took hold of my cock, being careful to keep at a nice, slow pace, so that I could enjoy the experience.
Almost unconsciously, I fell into the familiar rhythm of, “I… will… obey… Mistress… I… will… obey… Mistress…” It just felt so good, as I became more and more sensitive, and my orgasm built slowly and deliciously in my body.
Your pictures merged one into another, putting me into an almost trance like state of excitement and arousal. It felt so good!!!
“I… will… obey… Mistress… I… will… obey… Mistress…”
Stroking with each word, my submission and building orgasm intertwined, each intensifying the other. My God, I was almost overcome with delicious delirium!
Finally I could resist it no longer. The orgasm had built to a point of no return, and there was nothing I would be able to do to postpone it any longer.
“I… will… obey… Mistress… I… will… obey… Mistress… Thank you Mistress!!!!!!!”
I came and came, each delicious spasm making me more your obedient thrall. Thank you, thank you, Thank You Mistress!!!
