Smitten Kittens Steamy Journal

Humiliation is the name of the game for you. The more humiliated you are, the more excited you become. Being put on display in very embarrassing situations is thrilling for you, and entertaining for me. 

You work for me in the red light district. There are clubs for every erotic desire lined up on both sides of the street. I own one of the best clubs, and you are my star. Every night, you perform up on a stage in front of a large audience.  Before the show, you and I stand on the street, wearing only our lingerie to lure people into my club. Yes, you wear whatever slutty little outfit that I select for you: corsets, bustiers, bras, thongs, stockings, pantyhose, chemises, bodysuits. You have to stand on the street enticing the crowd to purchase a ticket for the show. You must stand there and endure all the name calling, whistling, and illicit touching until every seat is full, then the real show can start. 

Every night there is something different. Always new tantalizing treats for my voyeurs to enjoy. Sometimes on stage, you are dressed like a slutty little whore, and sometimes you are completely naked. I instruct you to perform for the crowd. One night you might put on a masturbation show. Occasionally, I use my strap-on and fuck you which is a real crowd pleaser. You service the ladies on Ladies Night. When I want to push the envelope, there are water sports for you. Every Friday night, you become a cock loving, cum drinking whore. I bring men up from the audience. Either one at a time or a group of men with very large cocks. They can use your mouth and then your ass to put on a fucking fantastic sex show. 

It is humiliating to be used in this manner, but you, my naughty exhibitionist, love it! 

Mistress Brynna

You are responsible for babysitting little Lucie. She is playful and sweet, but mischievous and naughty. You have some work to do on your computer. She is distracting you. Lucie is dancing around the room instead of taking her afternoon nap.You try to be stern, but you have to admit that you are enjoying watching her because she is just so cute.

Oh No! You just got a glimpse of her bottom when her little play dress moved when she was jumping. You didn’t see any panties. You ask her if she is wearing panties. Little Lucie lies to stay out of trouble. Yes, I am wearing my panties. She stops dancing and sits down. You insist that she lifts up her dress.

Finally, she obeys you, and you see NO panties. She giggles! She tells you that all of her panties are lost, but that is ok because she doesn’t like wearing panties. You are wise enough to catch her in a lie. She must have a drawer full of cute panties in her room. She is a naughty little girl. You threaten to tell her Mom.  She promises to do anything for you if you don’t tell her Mom that you caught Lucie lying and not wearing any panties. Oh, the fun that you are going to have with little Lucie.

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You are such a pervert.

You want something very young and sweet for a nasty fantasy, an innocent spoiled little princess that needs a good hard pounding. Maybe it is the boss’s daughter. You can’t do it on your own. I create a fantasy for us to delve into. I tell you a story of how you satisfy your taboo fantasy. I bring the girl to you. 

Her sex education starts by her watching porn on the big screen tv in your living room. Older men with young girls. Rough choking blowjobs, slapping her face, pulling her hair, bukkake videos, rough anal, and violent gang bangs. You get excited by the amount of control you have over our own little sex doll. Tears fill her little blue eyes. She is horrified and terrified as to what will come next, but I suspect that her satiny panties are at least a little wet. 

Now, let’s put her education to good use.  We force her to join us in the nastiest of nasty rough sex threesomes where you ultimately pour your cum into her tight little twat. We turn that babydoll into a used up cum whore.

Hey, Pantyboy!

Now that I have your attention, I want to tease and humiliate you about your panty fetish. You stole a pair of panties when you were young, maybe mom’s or sister’s panties. You sniffed. You were instantly hooked. The panties were soft, and you put them on. Soon you tried on her other pieces of lingerie. Now you are happiest and feel sexy as a girl. 

You wonder if that lady at Victoria Secrets knew those little pink panties were for you. You are a true sissy. You crave the “girl experience.” You have a hidden collection of lingerie. You need your nails and hair done. I have the perfect shade of pink lipstick for summer. You desire to be a girl, hot and promiscuous. A call with me is a great way to be a sissy and be slutty.

It is a beautiful afternoon, and we are on the way to the beach. I want to make a stop and do a little shopping before we hit the beach. You absolutely hate it when I make you go shopping with me.

Well, the 4th of July weekend is the best time to get a new bikini. All the little swim shops at the beach start to mark down their swimwear. The selection is still great, and the bikinis are affordable. You want to go straight to the beach, but if I let you pick out a new bikini for me, can we stop and shop first?

That is too tempting for you to resist. You pick out this TINY red bikini, and I try it on. The bottom is tiny but a perfect fit, but the top is meant for a girl with no boobs. It looks ridiculous on me. The top barely covers my tits. I pull you into the dressing room assuming that you will laugh and go pick out something more reasonable. You smile and grab me. You get hard and start kissing all over me and touching my tits, making those nipples hard. You rub the small of my naked back and nibble on my ear. You know that I can’t resist you when you do that to me. The bikini bottom gets pushed to the side, and your pants come down just enough. You fuck me in the dressing room behind this little curtain. You make me scream when I cum. Everyone in the shop heard me cum!

Well, I buy the bikini, but I think I will save it for the bedroom instead of the beach!

You are my first. Well, not exactly my first, but my first older man.  You take a chance on me and give me my first job. You are the owner of a juice shop close to my house. The customers find me very cute. You have noticed a lot of boys coming in to flirt with me.

When I applied for the job, it was an unseasonably chilly day. I was wearing a jacket when I filled out the application. Since I have a pretty face, you hire me. On my first day, you notice my obvious big tits in a very tight top.

As I gain confidence, I become flirty with you. I start seducing you. One night right before closing, I pull down my top and show you my tits. You love my big full tits! You kiss them all over. You invite me back to your place. We lock up the store, and you take me to your bed. You are sweet but so sexy! You give me a romantic and a rough fuck at the same time. So hot! So much better than any boy at school. Love that you are an older man wanting me, and want to make me feel so good!

It is Sunday morning.  You are a sleepyhead today because you were up until dawn playing video games. I let you sleep in, but at noon, I wake you. You are still sleepy. I try everything that I can think to get you out of bed. I suggest that we have a picnic, but you complain that it is too hot. Get up right now, and you can have a backyard pool party today. You complain that all your friends are busy today. I try to lure you out of bed with your favorite chocolate chip pancakes. You are more sleepy than hungry. You get nasty and yell at me to leave you alone.

Where is my sweet boy? You are Mr. Cranky Pants this morning.

I open up the curtains, and the sunlight pours into our room. You say that I look like an angel standing there. Well, maybe not an angel exactly because, with that light behind me, you notice I am not wearing any panties. You begin to smile. You put your hand on your stiff package. I see your hand moving under your blanket. Mommy Morgan to the rescue. I take care of you in every loving way that a man needs to get his day started. Everyone needs a helping hand, some kind words of encouragement, and a reminder that you are special and loved. 

Love you,

Mommy Morgan

I  just moved to your neighborhood. Maybe it is fate! We keep bumping into each other at the coffee shop, running in the park, the dry cleaners, and the grocery store. You like my “fresh face, girl next door look.” I like your smile and your sexy bedroom eyes. I wonder are we going to be “just friends” or friends with benefits? 

One beautiful summer afternoon, I take my bag and blanket to the park. Hopefully, you will see me after your run. I spot you and invite you to sit with me. I entice you with a bottle of water. You politely decline. You have water. I seductively giggle and tease you about how much better my water is and that my water is ice cold. You smile. You like the way I flirt and seduce you. I run the ice cold, wet bottle over your sweaty chest. Finally, you take the water and sit down with me on my blanket. You are worried that you are all sweaty. I assure that I like a sweaty man. I find that a huge turn on. I run my hands on your sweaty chest. 

We gaze into each other’s eyes, kiss and touch each other. The kissing becomes very passionate. You pull me on top of you. You are strong. I know that you are as hard as I am wet for you. Oh, I am so hot for you. I whisper that you better go to my place because I want you naked. I want you to fuck me.