Smitten Kittens Steamy Journal

I make the rules here. I’m in control of everything where you’re concerned. You have to admit that you’re a chronic masturbator. You cannot fully commit and submit to me with your hand around your dick so much.

There’s only one possible solution.  I’ll lock you up in a chastity device and I’ll wear that key around my neck. No matter how much you complain, cry, and whine; I’ll decide when you come out of chastity. I decide when you’re allowed to cum. I decide! Not you, my little bitch.

I make the rules!

Written By: Phoenix

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      I love it when sex conventions come to my city. There is such an exciting feel to that time. I love looking at all the new porn, sex toys, and people watching.

An old friend of mine I hadn’t seen in years was there with her slave. She had him in just a thong, and he was collared. Between you and I, I believe he was pretending. I can tell a real sub by the way they look, speak and act. 

I made a deal with her to do a bit of a switch. She could have my very well behaved but tiresome slave, and I will take and train hers. After the convention, we all went for a few drinks with our slaves in tow. We went to a very slave/mistress friendly bar. We had a wonderful time and were a bit tipsy.

          Once I returned home, I began to train him. I was extremely harsh because he needed to learn his place. After flogging, a chastity belt, and a rather large butt plug, he learned his lesson well.

Are you a sub who has lost his Mistress because he misbehaved? Call Lady Rayne and be taught how to please your Mistress.

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Written By: Lady Rayne

                You have been staring at my lovely legs and feet all night. I was out running errands, and stopped at Aroma Therapy for a bite and some coffee. No one makes it like their barista. Hot, black and with the enticing smell of Chicory. You pay for my coffee and lunch which is quite amusing. Do you think that will buy me? What a loser you are! You keep staring, and while I am tempted to smack you in the face, I decide you would make an excellent foot slave. 

I leave you an address and a time. I strongly suggest that you aren’t late. You arrive, and the door is unlocked. I call your name, tell you to follow my voice. There you are, and the look on your face is priceless. Not quite what you saw at coffee shop. Is it loser? Now get down on your fucking knees and worship me in the fashion I am used to. You eyes immediately go to my patent stilettos, and you slowly being to lick them. I force the heel down your throat making you gag like a little pussy. Ho Hum, now you can and will do better than that.

Addicted to perfect stocking feet, shiny heels, and perfect legs in stockings and a garter? Then look no more, you have found the perfect Mistress. 

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Written By: Lady Rayne

I adore keeping my slaves guessing just what I will do to them next. Sometimes they actually have balls to make a request. Normally, that gets them punished without mercy, but this one amused me.

As my followers know, it is ALL about me and my pleasure. Now me being the twisted Domina I am, I did it to another slave instead of him. Why would I give him what he desires? The tricky little fucker! I invited about 10 of my Domina friends over with their boyfriends, fucks, husbands and such. I made him strip, get down on all fours and blindfolded him. Now sucking a huge dick, taking one in your ass, and jerking off two others can be a tad tricky. I told him he better not disgrace me by falling over. To disgrace me means trampling, and a punishment chastity device with lovely long spikes.

The session was about to begin when I decided I would be kind (not hardly)and fist him a bit to get his asshole open and gapping. I use this sexy leather glove with a few spikes here and there. Sweet, sweet pain. I do love to hear my slaves yelp in pain. Yes, of course there was some deep red blood, but all the better for natural lube. I made the slave that made the request watch, it was oh so satisfying.

It was a very long session, and your lady Rayne is ready for a long soak in tub, and a Arsenic and Old lace cocktail.

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Written By: Lady Rayne

You arrive late which makes me more than just a little annoyed with you. A close friend was in town for the day, and I promised her a hot and nasty session with two of my slaves. “You are late faggot, and you have embarrassed me”. I yelled at him. He began to beg because he knew his punishment would be without mercy. I know exactly what my bitches secretly like, and really fucking hate.

I grabbed him by his collar, and dragged him to my guest bathroom with my friend following close behind. He dropped to his knees looking up at me and pleading. “Please, not the enema Lady Rayne”.  He actually had tears in his eyes, and promised to do anything. That was laughable as he is my fucking slave. My friend got the enema ready. We made him bend over and spread his ass cheeks. He pleaded even more now for me to let him release the dirty liquid.

We went out for a few hours leaving him filled and in pain from holding it in. We returned in good spirits, and ready to let him release. When I checked on him he apparently had an accident, and was desperately trying to clean things up. That just called for even more severe punishment. He is a bit of a “priss”, and always begs for the GQ type of men to suck off. Not tonight, faggot! You are going out, and sucking off dirty, small, useless dicks. That is the other thing you hate with a passion!

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Written By: Lady Rayne

I have lost my patience with you. You attempt to top from the bottom when you negotiate and push your boundaries.  My little bitch that does not fly with me. I have found you frustrating and disobedient. You are truly submissive, but you are also overly anxious and nervous. Other mistresses have failed, given up, said you were hopeless and untrainable.

You know that I put up with NO NONSENSE. I am always in charge. You will always submit regardless of the fact that lack self-control. I will control you and your masturbation habits, my way! Once I have your orgasms under my control, the rest of you will fall right into line. You will stop the negotiating and pleading your case.

I arrive at your house with a cock cage today. You do what you always do, you start negotiating, making promises you won’t keep and begging for mercy. No mercy shall be bestowed up you today! Strip, Bitchboy! You see the look in my eye. You don’t hesitate. You finally shut the fuck up and obey me.  You hand me your clothing.

Nervously, you shift your weight from side to side as I inspect your cock and balls. It is obvious that you came recently. There is dried cum in the hairs along your shaft. You are pathetic and weak. I spank your ass, cock, and balls. I spank you hard, not a playful spanking that makes you hard, but a purely painful punishment spanking.

After the spanking, you promise to obey. I shake my head. I know you are too weak to keep your hand off your dick. I make you look right into my eyes as I slip my had around your shaft. Pathetic and Weak, I whisper in your ear. Humiliation excites you, and your cock grows in my hand. I kiss you, bite your bottom lip and slap a metal cock cage around your cock and balls.  There, now the training begins. You tug on the device. You start complaining, but before you start negotiating. I force you to your knees. I tease you by dangling the key to the cock cage in front of you.

You are mine!

Now, my chronic masturbater, you have finally surrendered to me, even if it is against your will. I remind you of the contract you have signed, how you belong to me, how your cock is my property. I place the key inside my bra and give you swat on that bright red ass. I put on my dress and walk out the door. As I walk to the door, I remind that you I will see you the same time next week!

A week of not touching, no masturbating, and no cumming for you, my pet!  How will you ever be able to make it? You start to whine and complain, wanting to list excuses.

As I open the door, I turn, look you right in the eyes and ask if you want to make it two weeks of chastity. You assure that you will be a good boy as I close the door to your house.

Mistress Koko

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Written By: Mistress KoKo

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Hello Darlings

I wonder if you can guess if this blog is about you? He seemed rather confused when he told me he couldn’t understand what his wife meant when she told him she needed a real man, a man that could satisfy her. He felt that 4 inches was quite large and maybe HE should find himself a real woman, and that My Pets; is when he found me!

I demanded he get online with me and shop at one of my favorite places for toys and lingerie. We picked out some very frilly panties, a bra and a baby doll nightie. We went to makeup wigs, and then toys. When he proved to me he purchased them, I suggested we have our session once they arrived. Then he admitted what I already assumed. He already had panties, and a huge butt plug.

I insisted he dress for me and send over some pictures. He proudly sent them, and I didn’t attempt to hide my laughter. He then told me to look and see what a large dick he had. A what? No, no he had a clit, although it might have even been small for a clit. Four inches? I think not!

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Written By:  Lady Rayne

  You are nothing but a pathetic waste of a man, quite fucking useless to me. You seem to have a problem when you are serving me and that problem needs to be done away with for your own good.

How that little pin dick gets so hard is a wonder to me, and your balls are grotesquely misshapen compared to your pin dick.  That being said, it is time I took them away from you along with any dignity you might have had left.

I could be kind, show some mercy and give you a castration pill or even some strong pain killers. I could, but I won’t. This is as much for me to let off some steam, and remove the unwanted flesh. Lay back on the table, feet in the metal table trays. Now you become obedient?  You see the smile on my beautiful face as I pick up a huge butcher knife…this is going to be a bloody, fun mess.  Say bye to your cock and balls, you pathetic swine.

 Deviant lady Rayne

Written By: Lady Rayne

 Hello My Pets,

  Are you licking your tablet screen again. Shame on you when you can call, hear my seductive voice and be told just how I want my porcelain ass worshiped. Get down on your knees and spread my beautiful, silky cheeks. Lick up and down my soft crack till your hungry tongue finds my tight rosebud. 

I let you savor my taste for a while before I show you beyond any doubt who the fuck is in charge with me. I grab the back of your head and hold that tongue with my tight ass muscles.  Ah, do I need to tie your hands bitch? I can tell you’re  trying to rub your cock and I promise you that will not happen tonight or ever.  

The holidays are almost here and possibly you can earn the privilege of cumming for me with tips, and gifts. Possibly being the keyword, loser.  Now, get back to rimming my sweet ass! You are far from finished slut.

Deviant Lady Rayne

Written By: Lady Rayne

         A few of my callers will ask why I leave around midnight as I am clearly an after
 hours girl. After playing deviant games with you fuckers, I have other even more depraved plans for my night. You won’t see me getting into bed, anyone’s bed till the sun comes up.

If you are wondering just how someone gets me into bed, they must have something I crave or need. My fuck buddies are musicians, artists, and men I can stomp on to climb the ladder going down to hell. You? I don’t know what can you do for me. Nothing? Then fuck off! You’re in the never will touch my beautiful body category. 

Tonight I am off to a combination Burlesque and sex show. The main show is first then if you didn’t pay a small fortune you are gone.  Go find yourself a cheap crack head whore, if you can get it up again.  Loser!  Unless, of course, you are willing to submit to every and anything I demand. Later bitches.

Written By: Malaya Max

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I love sitting back with a smoke after a long session with my obedient little

slut. I leave “her” to the cleaning up of my play room while I sit on my balcony with my Ashtray Boy. He is on his knees with his mouth open wide and his tongue out. He stares at my ciggy, the smoke wafting around me and my lips in anticipation for my ashes to get to that point where I need use of his ashtray mouth. He is like a happy puppy waiting for mistress.  

Sometimes he gets way to anxious and I have to kick him away with my stiletto boot heel and you can guess where that just was.  I see a butt from my ciggy on the concrete of my balcony and it looks like Ashtray Boy missed one from my last party. I grab him by his hair and push him to the floor to eat the butt and any trace of ashes. I can’t stand disobedience.

I put my ciggy out on Ashtray Boy’s tongue and go back inside to make sure my playroom is spotless or “she” might get the flogger.

 Cruel Mistress Lady Rayne @Deviantladyrayne@aol.com

Written By: Lady Rayne