Dark Days of Winter

Anyone seen where the year went?

Seriously, it's like just yesterday I was lounging out by the pool and now here I am watching puppy dig my winter boots out of the closet and lick them clean.

(He's cute when he does that.)

And how is it that we're only two weeks away from another Thanksgiving?

And then that special time of year-- Shopping Season! ;)

(And I do hope you will all remember your Goddess when making your Christmas lists!)

Anyway, like most I find my mood shifts a bit after the fall time change.

I don't get depressed or anything, but I do get restless. And a just a bit more evil.

My darkest fantasies come to me during the winter months.

Poor puppy.

It's going to be a very long December!

Playing on Sunday

Is there anything better than spending your Sunday with a loyal and loving boy curled up at your feet?

He spent the day with his head in my lap while I worked on new promotional material for my niteflirt page.

He fetched my drinks, made my snacks and lovingly rubbed my shoulders when the coding got me cranky.

After lunch I was ready to shut down the laptop and we went out to the back yard for a walk.

(My in heels, him on his hands and knees, collar shining brightly in the sun.)

When we came inside I rewarded him with a slow gently flogging against my bedroom wall while he rode the waves of pleasure from his vibrating aneros toy.

I let him cum. It had been awhile and he produced quite a bit of fluid.

After he cleaned it up like a good puppyboi I curled up with a book and a drink and sent him off to the kitchen to make dinner.

Puppyboi looks very cute in an apron and a red bottom. ;)

Happy playing!

~Skyye

Happy Friday

Who's ready for a good fucking?

I "heart" Whizzer!

Does anyone out there NOT know who the wonderful Whizzer is?

Well, actually, he's not so wonderful. In fact he's kind of a sissy loser who is always getting his ass raped and beaten for his constant errors in service to the Dominant women who rule his life.

He seems to spend a lot of time tied up, tortured, teased, and made to suffer endless days of denial and suffering.

But the women who rule him, now they rock.  All of them evil, all of them sadists, and all of them taking pleasure in torturing poor Whizzer for the sake of his own betterment.

This is all done in a series of Femdom art cartoons that tell the story if his life from his time at the University of Femdomia up through winning, marrying and then serving Constance.

Every panel has Whizzer dressed in his sissy best, his bottom bare and red and his hugely swollen boy bits oozing and he begs for release.

And every one of them makes me smile. There's nothing like finding a bit of Whizzer's misfortunes in my inbox in the morning to make may day.

What I love is that they aren't just cruelly sadistic, they're also funny.  You can't help laugh at poor little Whizzer's impossible predicament, even though you know just how much he's suffering.

But they do make me feel very wicked. Every time I indulge in the Misadventures of Whizzer Black I immediately become overwhelmed by the urge to make some poor boy suffer.

After all, why should poor Whizzer be alone in his misery?

Want to be in his position? Call Me! You'll never be so happy to be so sorry!

~Mistress Skyye

If I wanted...

I saw the funniest T-shirt on the Irreverent Shirts site today.

It said “if I wanted a little dick I'd let my boyfriend out of chastity.”

And I just laughed because that is soooo true!

I mean really, my dildo is 7 and a half inches. What do you really expect me to do with something even smaller than that?

But don't feel, too bad (well ok, do!) because I do have some use for you. You may never get to touch me. In fact, you aren't even really worthy of looking at me, but you can amuse me.

Now stick out that itty bitty carrot stick and call me. I need a good laugh.

Xox,

Skyye

Stud Service For Puppyboi

The spring weather has had puppyboi a bit restless lately. He's humping everything he sees.

Scolding hasn't helped, and paddling his little bottom just makes him more anxious. Nothing seems to soothe his savage little beast.

This weekend I took pity on him and arranged some relief. Sunday afternoon My friend, MasterMike brought his slut puppy Wild Cherry over and we let puppyboi be her stud.

She was a good little slut, so quiet and obediant, but you could tell she was eager. All her muscles tensed. Her shaved pink slit quivered with anticipation.

Her master hand prepared her well, she was wet and ready.

Puppyboi stared at the naked slut in awe, like he could not believe such a treat was really his for the having.

The slut climbed up on the mounting block and turned her back to us. She spread her legs and arched her hips, giving us a glorious view of two tight, slick little holes just begging to be plugged.

Puppyboi began to whimper. He could smell the slut and was getting very excited.

I unlocked his cock cage. He crouched on all fours, his head swing from me to the slut and back.

"Go get her, boi!," I commanded.

Puppyboi crawled across the tile floor, stumbling over the chains binding his ankles in his haste.

He covered the slut immediately, sliding his little dingle into her with one quick stroke. The slut yelped, then smiled and arched her hips more. Puppyboi began frantically thrusting back and forth.

the slut's master watched intently, focusing on her face as she enjoyed puppyboi.

"Cum, slut", MasterMike ordered. Immediately the slut threw her head back and moaned. Her whole body shuddered again and again.

Puppyboi let out a moan of his own. He held her hips tightly as she exploded, he looked at me imploringly. I smiled.

"Now, down!" called the slut's master. Immediately Wild Cherry pulled away from puppyboi and hopped down from the block. She crawled to her Master's side and sat.

Puppyboi stayed on the block, looking cold and lonely with his wet little dingle sticking out. I came over and gave it a hard pinch. He yelped. Little dingle quickly deflated.

He whimpered, looking at me with big, sad eyes.

"I said you could have a slut to play with. I never said you were going to get to cum," I said. Puppiboy hung his head.

"But don't worry, if you're a good boi I'll give you some relief later."  With that I locked him back in his CB-2000.

MasterMike had a bulge in the front of his jeans.

I was so wet I was dripping.

I untied my skirt, letting it drop. The slut's master licked his lips.

I pushed aside my g-string and slipped a finger into myself. I brought my finger to my lips. Watching MasterMike closely, I slowly licked my finger up and down.

"Wanna taste?" I asked him.

He lifted me up onto the railing of the gazebo, bent his head and began licking me rapidly. His tongue slid over all of my best places, teasing the lips, thrusting inside, running little circles around my clit. I dug my hands into his hair as his tongue worked faster.

"Fuck me," I whispered. He smiled. With one graceful move MasterMike scooped me off the railing and pulled us down onto the nearby chaise lounge.

I straddled him and slid down on his huge, hard, thick cock. I rocked against him, grinding my clit on his pubic bone as I angled myself so he hit my g-spot. I pumped myself up and down, riding him furiously.

The waves were building. I felt the tingles starting in that tight place in my stomach. One more thrust. Two... On the third one they broke over me. I screamed as I came hard.

Spent and breathless, I colapsed against the slutmaster's chest.

"Goddamn," he said, awed and breathless. He was still throbbing hard. I may have been spent, but I couldn't leave a guest in such a state.

I called puppyboi over... He came obediently.

"Are you a good puppy?" I asked him.

He nodded.

"Do you want a treat later?"

He nodded again.

"Will you do what I tell you?"

He nodded a third time.

"Good boy. Suck Master Mike's cock, and swallow his cum."

Shock flashed across puppyboi's face. I'd never asked him to do something like this before.

"Do you want some relief later or not?"

Puppyboi whimpered.

"Then suck."

Puppyboi opened his mouth. Mike slid in between his lips. Puppyboi sucked, sliding his wet mouth up and down Mike's huge shaft. His little neck wiggled like a bobblehead's as he sucked.

After a few minutes there was a small "urgk" sound, and then the sound of swallowing. Master Mike pulled slowly out of puppyboi's mouth, leaving strings of spit and cum trailing between his cock and puppyboi's lips.

"Good boy," I said as I patted the top of his head.

I kept my promise, too.

That night just before bed I got out the probe and the TENS unit and milked puppyboi over and over again until he went dry.

Wanna play with MasterMike and Me?

CALL ME, I'm sure we can cum up with something...

~Mistress Skyye

Here piggie, piggie, piggie

 It’s come to my attention
that you little pay piggies out there
are not giving me the attention and
devotion a true Goddess
like me deserves.

 

This is not 

an acceptable situation. 

I work hard to be 

hot, gorgeous and mean. 

I expect to be 

compensated for it.

I expect my pictures to be bought and drooled over.

I expect calls telling me what an
amazingly sexy woman I am.

I expect tributes left if you’re too stunned to be able to speak. (And of course you are.)

I expect gifts from my wishlist delivered every day from you pathetic petitioners who dream of gaining a tiny bit of my attention for your sorry little selves.

I know you’re out there. I know you need to be used, humiliated, and denied.

So what’s stopping you? 

Life is so much better under the rule of a Goddess. 

Now be a good little piggie and offer up your wallet.

Your Goddess is waiting.