Leading you down the dark path

I hate to admit it, but yes, summer is coming to an end, and I feel a little sad for it. Mistress likes to keep the instrument of your destruction, My body, in shape and ready to pounce! I complain about finding a sweet time to run in sunny weather (lately, the early morning hours between 6 a.m. and 8 a.m. are best). Yet, sometimes the satisfaction that bright warm sun offers skin… ooh it’s tasty!

Shout out to My Amazon wishlist slave for so many things. My running shoes (a new set this season!), my fancy workout watch, the MP3 player... these are the gifts that can keep on giving! I have been longing for better lingerie selection on Amazon. Silk stockings, something from La Perla, Secrets in Lace… I feel close when I have something on My skin, from you...

I’ve been considering the sweaty fetish of wrestling, grappling and the like. Something primal and strong about it… I’m craving a shiny spandex singlet to wrap My curves in, while I think about taking a man like yourself, down a notch or two! Those running skirts seem sexy too. So short and soft, and easy to look up, from a kneeling position… (laugh). Go Pearl Izumi!

I took a man to a dark place recently. He’d been forced to take the business end of things, when still a new man (over 18 years old, of course). He wanted to go back there, to confront and to heal, to embrace that darkness…

I took his hand, and lead him down the deep path. His tears were sweet, and real. I dare say I lit up when I forced him to take it, again...

Nipples

Ooh that summer sun is turning my skin nice and tan, and I’m liking the look of that!

I have to admit, I’ve always had a thing for tan lines. One thing I find arousing – when a woman’s tan, and her nipples, are the same shade, or her skin is darker tan than her nips. I love seeing the milky white skin around the nipple, then the dark bronze rest of it. Something about, seeing what should be covered, and seeing the lines, excites Me.

But I digress… *giggle*

There’s a boy I’m getting to know, who’s tall, lean, furry and sexy as hell. We’re considering a little more down the road, wondering if we might like the scratch and sniff of each other. He’s a pretty little thing. Might have to take him home…

No worries, I’ll leave a little time for you, though. Promise!

Today, Lust wins

Today was warmer, and the sun lulled Me out of My cocoon. I’ve been exercising more this past week, and enjoy My body responding to the change. The strength that fills you. I love working My body.

While walking across a long pathway near forest, I cast a glance at soccer players, running in the distance. This team looked to be fresh out of high school, of legal age, most not any older than 21, if I were guessing. A few were shirtless. One in particular, while short, was muscular, furry, and a messy head of hair.

And today was the day. That rare day when I’m a little lonely, and haven’t been touched in a few many moons. I was slightly warm, sweaty, My body alive and… I had thoughts.

Somehow, walking across the sports fields, making eye contact with this young one. Wrapping My hand around his naked bicep, whispering in his ear, “Come with Me into the forest. I have a need, and you’re the lucky one today.”

I hunted it further. Bringing him under tall trees, and so many vines, plants, fallen tree trunks, and earthy dens. Pushing him down, opening his pants, and taking what is Mine.

What fantasies do you harbor? You’re welcome to call Me, pay for My time, while I undress them into knowing…

Feedback to savor

Had a nice long chat with a returning caller tonight, which was lovely. He left the following feedback for Me, and I smiled - "Her ability to level you with withering abject humiliation is exquisite!"

Yes...

Mistress move

It’s a meandering Sunday, and I’m slightly bummed – a girlfriend had a get together in town just down the road, yet the 2 hours roundtrip drive… kind of undid Me. Alas, I stayed home. Some days I’m definitely in the mood for good tunes, a nice long drive and a friendly hug. Other days, 2 hours of time in the tin box driving... just isn't worth it.

You DO know what I mean….

I wandered My time over to the tele. Thank you slave for the TV, and you know who you are! The same slave who gifted the CD/DVD player and lava lamp, right next to it.

I love the extended yummy that a gift like that brings. Their fondness for Me keeps giving, long after the gift’s been paid for. Every once in awhile, I look at the tele and think, oh yes, My boy bought this. And this makes Mistress... smile.

Lean in a little closer, and tell Me your secrets. Promise, it's just between us.