Remembering my Greatest Smoking Fan

      He brought me the perfect gift when he came. A pack of Djarum clove cigarettes. I enjoy these but not too often. The only toys needed were the gift, his Zippo, and my lips, mouth and lungs. He had a fetish for a lady smoking on dark colored cigarettes; the first time we did this he got to inhale clouds of clove smoke.

      I sat in my favorite chair. He kneeled obediently at my feet. I told him to get a cigarette out for me; he did this with pleasure, next he gets his Zippo and lights it. I watched as his shaking hands flicked the silver Zippo open and then as he lit it. I tilted my head to the side as he brought the flame to my smoke. Then I closed my eyes as I inhaled to bring the delicious Djarum to life. It had been awhile since I had tasted a clove and I forgot how delicious they taste.

      The nice thing about a clove is that they take longer to smoke. His eyes were fixated on my crimson lips, wrapped gently around the cigarette. The thick clouds that fell from my lips blew out into his face and he closed his eyes as it entered his face.

    He doesn’t enjoy humiliation, pain, feminization, and really doesn’t enjoy any other form of bdsm except for smoking fetish and glove worship. There is nothing wrong with that. I actually find it intriguing the way his mind works.  He sits so patiently, so obediently and watches completely enamored by the sight of me enjoying the luxury of my clove cigarette. I know they aren’t a luxury to some, many people smoke them exclusively. They are much too strong for me to smoke in place of my regular cigarettes.

      Once I am done, I allow him the privilege of worshipping my opera length red velvet gloves. He takes my velvet-lined fingers to his lips just as a footboy does with my toes. Gently he brushes his lips across it. Then running it under his nose smelling the residue of my regular smoking.

      What an amazingly sensual scene. I always enjoy a soft refreshing meeting with my smoke pet.

  Wanted to write in here so those that knew I took off for my hometown today will know I made it safe and sound. I am tired for some reason though (the drive maybe) and it is early for me, way early. I will be taking calls this weekend, just may be on a little bit later the next two nights. You can always e-mail me.

       I hope that everyone has a marvelous weekend before Halloween, since this is when most people will be doing their celebrating. Be safe and have a blast. I will be writing more when I get back.

Mummification and tease and denial

      He arrived at my house at precisely the time I requested. Such an excellent boy he was being. Maybe it is a product of my training also hmm? I was dressed nicely tonight, in some of his favorite attire. I was wearing a silk baby doll gown with pearl and sequin embellishment. It brought attention to my long legs and my cleavage.      I took him to my play area and had him strip for me. He blushed as he removed his clothing. I ran my hands over his chest, down his stomach and then began to inspect him. I left him for a brief moment as I gathered my different colors of plastic wrap. I started to twist the wrap and layer it across his upper body. He held his arms out so I could do them separately.       Once we were down to his waist I helped him to the floor where I began covering his legs in the shiny red wrap. Once finished I blindfolded him with a silk scarf. Since he was unable to see me I let him know what I was doing. I told him how I was rubbing my nipples through my gown and how hard they were getting. I gasped as I started to pinch them. I heard him moan.       He looked like he needed something in his mouth. I had just the thing. Slowly I slipped my panties down from my waist. I turned them inside out to stuff the damp crotch into his mouth. He began to wiggle in his encasement. I leaned over to whisper into his ear with my hot breath. I told him how I was going to remove my gown and that is was a sad shame that I had blindfolded him and that he would be missing the show. He groaned softly and I laughed in his ear.       I stood over him and lifted the satin gown over my head, exposing myself to my blind audience. Lowered my body down to lie on top of him covered in the plastic wrap. I pressed my breasts into his skin, and lined my pussy up right against his covered cock. I slid my body over his. Then I pulled myself up to be level with his face, taunting him with wicked thoughts in his ear. How wet and hot I was, how I needed a good fucking but hat that he simply wasn’t man enough to do it. That maybe I would send him out to look for a lover for me.       I have such fun teasing my boys like that. Don’t you just wish you could have been my mummified victim?

Introducing my femmeslave Molly

       I have a special treat for you all. Soon you will be able to do 2 girl calls with me and my femmeslave Molly. Molly is amazing. She loves to be teased and is also into the edgier type of play that I adore. She is working on getting her site up and when she does I will share the link. She is a very obedient slave and can take a lot more than most male slaves I know. I love rubbing that in with them.     You will be able to listen to me abuse and tease my brunette beauty or if you have a little dominant streak in you we can co-top her. She can surely take it. She has such sensitive nipples begging to be played with and suctioned with nipple enhancers. They also look beautiful when you hang nipple clamps complete with bells off of them.

      Molly is a 26-year-old fetish model; and she loves having all of her holes filled for me. Rape scenes and exhibitionism are two of her many specialties. You will not be disappointed.

     It has been too long since I have written in here last. It has been over a week now. I have been a very busy Lady though and am not ignoring my blog. Let’s see what has happened. Slave Jamie, my pet from England has returned. He has been offline for almost three weeks now.

      Another that I know has lost his Yahoo ID. I know because the same thing has happened to me before. Very late one night I got an IM from him to view some profile on geocities. I clicked it but then remembered what happened before and I closed the window real fast. Later I copied the link and opened it in another browser sure enough it took me to a Yahoo sign in page. Not falling for that again. Anyway I hope that if he is unable to get his ID back he will at least contact me from a new one.

      I am looking forward to going back home around Halloween. A friend from there invited me to a fetish costume party. I will be attending alone. I haven’t seen him in a long while so it will be good to see him and see how he is doing. I am not completely sure when I will be leaving to go but I will be taking calls when I am not visiting.

cbt,ball kicking, getting my house cleaned in appreciation, what a weekend.

I finally rented The Notorious Bettie Page. I haven’t had a chance to watch it yet though. I have heard from some it is really good and others not so good. I am excited about it though. I will let you all know what I think once I sit down and watch it.
I saw a slave this weekend that is into CBT probably as much as I am. It is so nice to play with someone as enthusiastic about having their balls kicked as I am about kicking them. I started off in my combat boots, his legs forced apart and bound to my CBT chair. I had thought about gagging him but decided I’d rather hear his cries and moans.
Once we were down, I unbound his legs and unchained his wrists. He fell to the floor at my feet, kissing them and thanking me. Once he got back to reality and we had plenty of aftercare he cleaned up all of my toys and straightened up the playroom.
He decided to thank me for the playtime he would ask if he could do any housecleaning work for me. Well of course I could find something for him to do. I had him put on my sissy maid costume that I keep for certain boys. He had his own panties though, most all of my slaves do. If they don’t when they start seeing me they do before very long. I gave him the basket of cleaning supplies and told him what needed done. He thanked me for the opportunity and went to work. I put my feet up and read.
Mistress Veronika

Slipper Worship

      I had an interesting different type of call earlier. I got to be a domestic disciplinarian, kind of like boot camp and summer school all rolled into one. It was more of a talk of the house rules that I had and the areas his mother and our friend had told me he needed work on.  I hope we get to do it again and go even further into the role-play. It was more a relaxed discussion than a phone session. It could become a very intense fantasy though.

      I had a nice present for one of my footboys. He has been calling me since I started taking calls with sexy domination. He has a strong foot fetish. He loves receiving used well-worn slippers from his Mistress. I sent him off a pair last week and he got them today.

      I got a lovely e-mail thanking me for the slippers and he promised to keep them away from his face until he did a call with me later. He called at the time he had promised, got his cam up and running and sent me an IM invitation to view him. I accepted.

     I saw my footboy kneeling, my lavender terrycloth slippers in front of him. I asked him if he had kept his promise of not smelling, touching, or kissing them until he spoke with me. He replied yes Mistress Veronika. I praised him for being so good and told him to take them out of the plastic bag.

      I listened, as his breathing got deeper. I had him take one slipper and inhale. He pressed it his nose and closed his eyes and he took in a deep breath. He ran his nose up and down the length of the slipper. I watched as his cock grew from my scent. I then had him kiss the bottoms of the slipper and then finally to lick every inch of them. He placed it on the floor and leaned over to begin licking.

    We went on as I gave orders on how to worship the slipper. The other was for him to worship in private at a later time. Once he had followed all of my orders to a T I told him I was going to let him fuck my slipper.

      I had him put his cock under the strap of material that goes over my feet. I then had him push the sides of it down so that it fit tighter around him. Then he was to begin, but not to finish until I told him he could. I listened to his soft moans and his breath quicken.

     He began to whisper to me, begging “please Mistress, may I come” not just yet I told him and had him slow down his pumping. He sighed a frustrated sigh and slowed down his pace telling me” yes Mistress Veronika “ I finally (after a few more rounds of him begging and me denying) gave him permission to finish. He thanked me as he started pumping faster before losing control and covering the slippers. I watched as he licked them clean and thanked me. We said our goodbyes.

      It’s almost a shame that the other slipper was for him to worship in private, I had a wonderful time watching and ordering him. There is always next time. Maybe after reading this he will ask me to watch him worship it too.

cuban heels

 

      Tonight I wanted him so bad I could taste it. He was an admirer of stockings but I wouldn’t call him a fetishist. Each time I shut my eyes images filled my mind. Me clawing at his back, biting at his shoulder, my arms wrapped around him tightly with him on top of me. My legs encased in Cuban heeled stockings wrapped around his waist.

      I lay on the bed in nothing except these stockings, my black garter belt, and my cream colored sheets. I had lit several candles around my room and opened a window to let the crisp evening air in. My tongue moved over my lips. My fingers brushing over the top of my chest. Gliding my nails across my skin. Teasing my flesh with my fingertips. I snapped the straps of my garters. One hand feeling the metal clasps where they met my stockings and the other hand moving over my body.

     He came in. I had told him to come straight to bed that I would probably be going to bed early. I told him this so he wouldn’t be expecting me to be in the mood I was in. I wanted my hunger for him to be a surprise.

     He came in I looked up at him standing there in the doorway. I told him to strip. No sense in coming to bed in dirty clothes. I watched closely as he unbuttoned his shirt. Longing to kiss and tug on the metal of his nipple rings as he took his shirt off and let it fall to the floor. Watching even closer as he undid his jeans and unzipped them. No underwear underneath, nice. He crawled onto the bed his long black hair falling around his face I motioned with my finger for him to come to the head of the bed. I had him lie on his back with his arms spread out. I took them and tied them to the bedposts with some soft black bondage rope. Nothing intricate just enough to keep his hands away.

      I pulled back the down comforter and the sheets. Then I crawled between his feet, propping myself up on my elbows. I took my feet and ran the silky nylon across his chest, over his stomach. Dragging my wiggling toes over his inner thighs. I took them up high to run them over his face, his neck and over his hair. Then I slid them back down to his inner thighs, brushing them inches away from his crotch. I lifted his balls up with the toes of my right foot. Gently running my feet over them. I wrapped my feet around his cock. The contrast of the black reinforced heels against his pale flesh looked so good to me.

     I put the bottoms of my feet together; there was an opening from the arches of my feet. I slid it over his cock. I slid my feet back and forth over it. It was the silkiest of foot jobs.

     I heard the bedposts shake; he was pulling at his ropes. I told him to lift his hips so that he could fuck my arches. I lay flat on my back, pinching my nipples and rubbing them as he did what I asked. I looked between my spread legs and watched as he moved his hips to slide his cock in and out from between my feet.

    Finally I untied him. I had him lick every inch of my stockings from the tips of my toes to the welt. The feeling of his wet tongue pushing against the nylons as he licked had me tingling. Once every inch had been licked and loved, I had to have him. So then I satisfied my other hunger.

    It seems even when I meet vanilla, regular type men that I always get them into at least one of my kinks. I know a lot of vanilla guys find stockings sexy but I don’t know many who would consider licking them and having them rubbed across their skin as foreplay either. Or maybe they do and I just don’t know it. This vanilla guy of mine though is getting kinkier by the day. I think that is a very very good thing.

 Mistress Veronika

Wild 2 Girl Hypno Call

     Well slave jamie set up a blog as I requested, I have linked it to mine among other sites I have added to my blogroll. I will be adding links to the blogs of the other lovely ladies I have met since joining Sexy Domination. One of which is Stacie, she is an ab/dl sitter. Last night we had a 2 girl call that was wild. I was a psychiatrist who was offering hypnotherapy to Stacie and my ex husband to help them quit the nasty habit of smoking.
      When the last session rolled around it came out that I had not just been giving them drugs to help with their nicotine cravings but that I was also working on turning them into my helpless babies out of revenge.I had Stacie talking in baby talk and helping me with her new baby brother was her husband until the trigger words were spoken.
     At the end of the hypno session they were brought back into normal adults and informed what had happened as they realized they were in diapers. It was just crazy and fun.I hope we get to do something like that again soon.
I am off tonight but wanted to update this. I will be back taking calls tomorrow (Fri) night.
Mistress Veronika

results of the auction

     A few people have asked for an update after that auction party. I am sorry for not writing about it before now party went well. Everyone had a good time I believe and we raised a good amount of money. I said before that I was auctioning myself off for a ’subbie’s choice’ type session. The boy who ‘bought me’ wished for a foot worship session. I was thrilled b/c it is something I love as well. He cashed in on it that night and we went to a quiet section of the play area.

      I also got lucky and won the auction for the girl I was hoping for. I haven’t collected that massage yet b/c her master and she have been out of town. I will soon though. She is such a sweetheart, and beautiful as well. 

     There is  a slave that I have offered training to. He has registered himself at the slave registry online. I will be telling him his first real assignment for me today so we shall see. He is new , but seems to have a decent amount of knowledge at least of how to be respectful. Mistress Veronika