Dearest, darling Mistress:

I’ve come to realize that being in chastity for you is better than any orgasm I ever had. It has been a long time since I had an unauthorized jerk. I now understand that even to be under your control, I have to earn it with obedience and by submitting to your whims.

I want to be fucked in the ass while cum dribbles from my unsatisfied cock.

By you. With you. For you.

But, I now know and accept that this is your decision and never mine to make. It is so much easier to turn my every desire over to your wise tutelage.

The most important lesson you’ve taught me is respect. When I respect you and trust you there are less hidden motives. Hidden motives make actions unreasonable and unpredictable to my Mistress.

“Please, dear God, don’t let me fuck up.” – the astronaut’s prayer.

I will strive my whole life to be worthy of growing with you.
I will submit every day to your bewitching seductions.

I mean short and long term. My body is for you. You may starve me, brand me, hurt me, or comfort me. I will surrender my diet to you I will surrender my schedule to you. I have already surrendered my cock and mind.

Yours, ______

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For many men, this is where you will finally find fulfillment, peace and the freedom that self-actualization affords. With me, with another Mistress, with a girlfriend or a wife. Do not dismiss it out of hand.

xo, Angela

Party Favor: Part II

[Part  I  …  click here]

Good evening, Ladies:

Ms. Angela has tasked me w/ writing all of you again. It’s been awhile; I hope everyone has been well. Ms. Angela informed me that she read out my previous address and I thank you for listening. I suppose I should be blushing, but we’re probably past some kind of (shameless) line of demarcation by now.

So Ms. Angela wanted me to recap our conversation last night for your collective amusement. We touched on a number of topics–as you all likely learned in the previous dispatch, I love the thought of Ms. Angela having me stop by and provide entertainment for the night, to be a Party Favor, as Ms. Angela succinctly puts it.

Among newer topics discussed were Ms. Angela’s intentions of introducing some ass-fucking into the mix (mine, of course). It’s been awhile since I have delved into ass-play, and Ms. Angela seems quite eager to personally re-familiarizing me. I let it slip that I actually owned a pair of panties, which, of course, she then had me try them on for her. I gave a brief synopsis of how I got those panties–potentially a story for another time in case anyone is interested. Based on what she said, it sounds like some posing for pics could be in my future, if you ladies are into that sort of thing. : )

All the while Ms. Angela was putting forth different scenarios of what could be taking place if I were in full Party Favor mode. Knowing what a foot slut I am, she said I would definitely be spending time at everyone’s feet–massaging, pampering, licking. Then when she sensed I was getting close, she discussed a scenario where I was laying back with my legs being propped up by one of you ladies, so my cock was positioned right over my mouth.

It doesn’t take a playwright to figure out what was coming next–namely, a huge load of hot cum for me to slurp down. I did hike my legs up like a slut–Ms Angela said one of you would also be also shoving a toy in my ass, and right then and there I started spurting that jizz all over my chest–some even made it up to my chin. I think this is because I had three weeks worth of cum stored up. You may be amused to learn that Ms. Angela had me begin saving up for quite awhile, then was simply “unreachable” until this weekend. Method to her madness? Feel free to ask her and let me know.

Anyway, hope everyone has a great time tonight. Thanks again for inviting this perv into your Monday night gatherings.

Sincerely, R.C.

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So what do we surmise from this deliciously revealing email?? Mr. R., per my sweevil (sweetly evil) plan,  is evolving or devolving, depending upon your point of view. Of course the panty thing has to be explored much more deeply, utilizing them as a means of education and control. 

Also, take note that R.C. revels in being the Party Favor. Which, of course, I intend to exploit.

I’m sure we’ll be hearing more from R.C.  for a long, long time. He’s such a pervy little delinquent, dontcha think?

xo, Angela

PS. Send Pics, R.C.  LOTS OF THEM! And I told the girls about the pantyhose, so do include some of those, too.

PPS. Said pics, ladies and gents, are for private consumption only and will not be displayed here. Even if R.C. might splooge uncontrollably at the thought of my exposing him in such an out loud way, that’s not what I do. Never. EVER.

        Red Sexy Heels

      Nick Freeman at Fine Art America

When you submit to me, you give up ego and surrender to bliss. The everyday trivialities that weigh you down and drain your humanity are instantly gone. You are now in service to only ME. I will make your decisions, guide your explorations, instruct your desires.

You will be healed.

You will be new.

You will be complete.

You will be MINE.

Dear Angela:

Moaning.
Longing.
Aching.
Throbbing.
Wanting.
Gasping.

I know every night that I will always be yours.

Whatever my curiosity, whatever my own wants, I will always be yours.

Whether you say yes, whether you say no, I will always be yours.

I am conquered and the vanquished have no claims on the victor. Mark me and banish me. Mark me and keep me. Mark me and anything. Mark me, because the reality is that I am forever yours no matter what.

Yours,
Always yours,

Mr. Chastity

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Isn’t he a good boy?

Or maybe I’ll let him have an orgasm. Then, afterward, measure his ardency to see if he still merits good boy status.