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My New Favorite Thing

These classic Dominatrix ballet shoes have a 7″ spiked heel and they are fabulous!
I received them as a gift this afternoon from one of My little weasels (he’s been a very bad boy of late, and I was thinking of kicking his ass to the curb with a pair of steel-toed boots).
They take some getting [...]

Mistress Smokes

There’s nothing like a good smoke before, during, and after chaining you to My wall of shame. A cigarette lasts longer than your composure, and tastes better than fear smells.

Step On It!

One must make them pay for such lapses financially, and in ways they never dreamed. I enjoy introducing the element of surprise, and for the undisciplined slave too much pain is never enough. I do allow safe words, but My hearing isn’t always what it should be, n’est-ce pas?

Sometimes a Cigar Is Just the Beginning

Men may come and go without notice, but a woman never forgets her first cigar. Mine was a Partagas, smoked in a villa on St. Barts. With whom, I don’t remember (and that is of no consequence). It tasted of coffee and chocolate and sex. To this day, I prefer Cuban cigars above all others, though learned to have them custom made.

My Wish Is your Command

The best part of wearing heels is cleaning them on your face. The worst part of cleaning heels on your face is knocking the lit end of My cigarette out of your mouth.

you Were Saying?

A man is never more attractive than when he shuts the fuck up. It’s a shame you never seem to learn this important lesson. Are you trying to make Me look bad?