Pearl looked Bo Peep up and down, but she couldn’t be bothered with feminizing her neighbor right now.  His girlfriend would just have to [...]]]> And now, the continuation of Pearl’s erotic adventures, as voted on by you!  As the story continues, please leave comments indicating which kinky twists and turns you want the story to take!

Pearl looked Bo Peep up and down, but she couldn’t be bothered with feminizing her neighbor right now.  His girlfriend would just have to deal with it herself.

“Not now, Thom!  I’ve got a big time politico waiting for me!”  And with that she left Thom, blushing and erotically humiliated in her doorstep.

Pearl stepped out of her cab outside of Mistress Celeste’s door.  She lived in a beautiful mansion, and she could hear the music and carrying on from outside.  Through the windows, she could see the lights were glowing red.

She knocked on the door and was greeted by a bald man in a leather diaper, a studded collar around his neck.  He immediately fell to his knees in Pearl’s presence and said, “Evening Miss.  Please come in.  I’ll be taking care of your every need this evening.”  Behind him Mistress Celeste appeared.

“This is my new pet.  I just got him.”  Celeste said with a smile, like she was bragging about some rare breed of dog.  Pearl patted him on the head and and sent him on his way, saying with a wink, “I’ll want to see any tricks your mistress has taught you later, pet!”

Pearl looked around the big spacious mansion.  This was clearly a woman’s dream–everywhere she looked there were men on leashes, scantilly clad, some sissified, some in painful looking chastity belts.  Some men, though, were clearly studs, there to torment the poor humiliated slaves.  Among them, she saw her politico.

“You’ll have to excuse me, Ms. Celeste.  I see a man I simply have to conquer!”  And with that she left Ms. Celeste’s side and strode towards her prey.  So, you think you’re a stud?  I’ll make you my bitch in no time! Pearl thought.

She made her way towards the politician, but as she got closer, she saw another woman come up to him, and gently stroke his arm.  It seemed another woman had the same idea she’d had:  To tease and deny this poltician until he became her devoted slave!  If she wanted the politician, she’d have both him and the lady on his arm through domination hell.

Just then, Celeste came up behind Pearl and whispered, “I have something you might be interested in.  I’ve sent my biggest and best black stud into one of the upstairs bedrooms to wait for you.  You’ve just GOT to see his cock–I’ve never seen one so thick in my life!  And it’s all yours if you want it.  A little thank you for your friendship over the years.”

Immediately Pearl had a thought:  This big black stud could prove helpful in dominating the politician!  He’d grow jealous of the stud, and do ANYTHING to win my affection!  He’d become my cuckold for sure! But Pearl could see that the blonde goddess on the politician’s arm was working her magic.  If Pearl didn’t step in and intervene immediately, it would be too late–he’d belong to another woman…

Does Pearl go upstairs to her stud, or does she forgo it and use her cock-teasing skills to steal the politician away from his date? YOU DECIDE!

Cruel to be kind,

Empress Whitney

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That’s why yesterday, after accepting an [...]]]> We live in an age of instant gratification.  It’s been said time and time again.  The advances in technology are miraculous–but it also makes us insatiable.  We want everything and we want it right now.  But too often we miss a lot in the process of gettting everything  right now.

That’s why yesterday, after accepting an invite to a dinner party on the other side of town, I decided to walk the 5.2 miles to get there.  What would have been a short car ride was an hour an a half walk–and I was able to see and absorb a million little details I normally would have missed–names carved into the sidewalk, pretty tree-lined streets that are just beginning to bloom with flowers, even the garbage and graffiti took on a certain beauty, as I was able to see up close and personal the way this city evolves and changes from neighborhood to neighborhood.  I felt intimate with the city.

And it made me think of you, my pets.  The art of fantasy has turned to instant gratification like so much vulgar reality tv.  But that isn’t what I do, and I’m pleased as punch that it isn’t what you want either.  You want to explore things in depth.  When you’re worshipping my body, the arches of my feet are every bit as important as the curvature of my ass–and you know that my ass is that much sweeter having explored the rest of my body to get there.  When I’m teasing you’re cock, the anticipation builds to the greatest of heights if I pay attention to the details–your hip bones, your upper thigh–before I reach my final destination.  And even when I’m dominating you–I don’t just want to dominate your body.  I first need to dominate your mind and your soul.

Detours aren’t an inconvenience in this age of instant gratification.  It’s an adventure.

Cruel to be kind,

Empress Whitney

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