Smitten Kittens Steamy Journal

I love this time of the year. Cocktail parties, shopping, out with good friends, and the anticipation of my slaves. I sometimes wonder who looks more forward to gift giving. My naughty boys or my nice boys? My gorgeous retro tree is up, and we are sipping Merlot. Next week is a special coming out party. One of my slaves has finally called my strap-on a cock after all my prodding and teasing. He officially loves balls, cock and being a jizz junkie. We went through Eros and found him his perfect fuck. When I told him he would have to share, he got extremely whiny. Lady Rayne detests whiny boys.

Are you naughty or nice? Let’s decide together.

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Written By: Lady Rayne

Making the last few arrangements for a huge bash at an abandoned church in The Village. I am not the crazy wild one at parties, but the quiet Mistress taking in all the guests. I am always looking for a new slave to add to my tribe. I more than likely will be found sitting on a plush chair drinking a Corpse Reviver with my feet propped up on a slaves back. This year I am looking for something, I don’t know “different”. I quickly get bored with the same old things.

I drove over to the church and began to set things up. The flower arrangements were amazing, and so was the delivery man. We chatted for a few. It didn’t take long to size him up. Then came the caterers. Judging by the look on the flower delivery person, he was completely into the caterer. Heavens, this could be fun! I suggested the delivery guy, Jon stay and sample the drinks with us. After a few, things became extremely interesting in a deviant sort of hot way. I watched as the men tried to avoid my stare, and evil smile. I decided that Jon needed some coaxing, so I accidentally spilled a drink on his starched white shirt. Sorry, not sorry.

I can’t say enough how much I love guy on guy. There is something so feral about the grunts, groans and slapping skin as they fuck. I could have waited, invited them both to the bash, but why? I wanted to see them fuck, and was curious on who would be the bottom in this hot, sexy, and hopefully messy hook-up. Men are so amusing, as they seem to be afraid of my wraith if I am not happy.

Cum join this Spooky Mistress for Halloween. Halloween is the time for the real you to cum out. Are you a bottom or a top?

Written By: Lady Rayne

I adore keeping my slaves guessing just what I will do to them next. Sometimes they actually have balls to make a request. Normally, that gets them punished without mercy, but this one amused me.

As my followers know, it is ALL about me and my pleasure. Now me being the twisted Domina I am, I did it to another slave instead of him. Why would I give him what he desires? The tricky little fucker! I invited about 10 of my Domina friends over with their boyfriends, fucks, husbands and such. I made him strip, get down on all fours and blindfolded him. Now sucking a huge dick, taking one in your ass, and jerking off two others can be a tad tricky. I told him he better not disgrace me by falling over. To disgrace me means trampling, and a punishment chastity device with lovely long spikes.

The session was about to begin when I decided I would be kind (not hardly)and fist him a bit to get his asshole open and gapping. I use this sexy leather glove with a few spikes here and there. Sweet, sweet pain. I do love to hear my slaves yelp in pain. Yes, of course there was some deep red blood, but all the better for natural lube. I made the slave that made the request watch, it was oh so satisfying.

It was a very long session, and your lady Rayne is ready for a long soak in tub, and a Arsenic and Old lace cocktail.

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Written By: Lady Rayne

You arrive late which makes me more than just a little annoyed with you. A close friend was in town for the day, and I promised her a hot and nasty session with two of my slaves. “You are late faggot, and you have embarrassed me”. I yelled at him. He began to beg because he knew his punishment would be without mercy. I know exactly what my bitches secretly like, and really fucking hate.

I grabbed him by his collar, and dragged him to my guest bathroom with my friend following close behind. He dropped to his knees looking up at me and pleading. “Please, not the enema Lady Rayne”.  He actually had tears in his eyes, and promised to do anything. That was laughable as he is my fucking slave. My friend got the enema ready. We made him bend over and spread his ass cheeks. He pleaded even more now for me to let him release the dirty liquid.

We went out for a few hours leaving him filled and in pain from holding it in. We returned in good spirits, and ready to let him release. When I checked on him he apparently had an accident, and was desperately trying to clean things up. That just called for even more severe punishment. He is a bit of a “priss”, and always begs for the GQ type of men to suck off. Not tonight, faggot! You are going out, and sucking off dirty, small, useless dicks. That is the other thing you hate with a passion!

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Written By: Lady Rayne

An absolutely beautiful couple moved in the townhouse next to mine. I, being such a welcoming  woman went over with a bottle of chilled Cava to welcome them. We chatted a bit, and as luck had it they were also into the fetish scene. She was a fem/domme to his sub, they were into a bit of light bondage and were looking for a third sub male to play with. I was never on short supply of subs, but I had a deserving one in mind.

I summoned him with the address he was to go to. When he arrived, I was sitting in an antique red velvet chair ready to direct his every move. I had to laugh as he was already hard looking at the gentleman in the room. Wren, the lovely brunette sat on the floor at my feet, and I stroked her lovely hair as we watched her sub/husband take advantage of my slaves hungry mouth. Wren began to kiss up my legs feeling how wet the two men made me.

She sweetly asked my permission to take my slaves mouth while her husband pounded his ass. I sat back and fingered my hot, dripping pussy as I watched the erotic show. I do love when new neighbors fit in with me so well.

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Written By: Lady Rayne

I have been asked so many times if size matters. I say “no” but that is assuming it isn’t a wee little 3 inches of empty pants. I have never been with a man smaller than 7 inches and well, 3 inches is a clit! Can you imagine being with a new man reaching into his pants, wet and ready to fuck only to find 3 inches? I wouldn’t be able to decide right then if I am disappointed or find his lack of a real dick hysterical.

Ah, but once I see how little a man can be he has only one use for me, and that is to be my little sissy bitch. I gather my friends because some humiliation is most definitely in order. I mean, he can’t even stroke it like a real man can, it is just too fucking little. What is the best thing to do when you realize you’re ridiculously small?

Call Lady Rayne for the only thing a wee little dick needs, some cruel humiliation.

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Written By:  Lady Rayne

  I know you love serving me, but change is exciting; and the way you serve me is about to change. I have allowed you to keep your nasty bits but now it is time to make you my Eunuch. I hope you realize I am doing this for you as well. Without all that nasty testosterone, you will live a much longer life and will behave much more to my liking.

          You have glanced at my table with a look of longing as well as fear. You know it would be wonderful to serve me longer, and neither of us would have to be troubled by your nasty, sweaty and hairy balls.

Up on the table my Pet, you know I never do anything the simple, painless way. Now, now relax as you know I plan to take my time almost make love to your balls with my cold, shiny scalpel. Oh yes, it will hurt and your screams will excite me so much, you can think of that while I do my procedure.

Look up at the mirror on the ceiling. Do not close your eyes or I will sew them open. Let us begin, My Pet. Anesthetic? Oh my, why would I spare you the pain. Shall we begin?

Deviant lady Rayne

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Written By:  Lady Rayne

It is bone chilling cold out and my fair skin doesn’t take to extreme weather of any kind. I am in the mood to relax, paint, drink Chai Lattes and not deal with my needy slaves at the moment. My pantry and fridge are rather empty from my many parties so I call a Whole Foods delivery to stock me back up. The instructions are to leave supplies at my front door. Easy right?

I am not alone as I am painting a nude of my closest friend. She is magnificent with a look like Dita Von Teese.  I hear the delivery person come inside and he is watching us as I paint. The is unacceptable and he will be shown no mercy in his punishment. He tries to apologize but he is quickly ball gagged. We move fast stripping and restraining him to the legs of my gothic era antique dresser.

My friend’s eyes light up when I bring in my leather flogger, piercing equipment, two huge strap-ons and several rubber gloves. The look in delivery boys eyes is one of fear and excitement. His large dick is hard yet he is shaking and crying. My friend suggests we set up a cam for our membership only room. We leave him to let his mind take him to places he is terrified to go as we toast to the session we are about to have.

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Written By:  Lady Rayne

Hello my pets! Just what will Santa be bring you all for Christmas this year? I know you all have been very naughty and some of you even lied to Lady Rayne. Naughty, naughty. However, the little sexy bitches who have told me the truth will get everything they crave. There is one thing we all can agree on, and that is the bigger, the better.

My dirty little liars will get huge suction cup dildos to play with, but my sissy sluts that come clean will get a real treat from their Mistress. As always, you arrive immediately when I summon you. You are dressed in all pink, looking extremely cute, little girlish and fuckable. Your eyes light up when you see this year Santa has brought you a real cock. See what happens when you tell the truth?

Before I allow you to feast on that beautiful cock, with the large mushroom head, you must take your cum ice cubes from the freezer. You look confused and wonder where this frozen cum came from. Lady Rayne found your stash where you hid the cum for later. What shall I have you do with it? Maybe you will have to wait for Christmas to find out.

Happy Holidays, Lady Rayne

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Written By:  Lady Rayne

Slave, you have such a hard time saying what you really want and need. We both know a big, thick hard cock is preferable to a dildo. Sometimes when I am pounding you hard you beg for my cock. You plead for my thick, hot load of cum.

I feel it is time to cut you off till you can admit it really is a cock you crave.  You dress like a sissy slut, want to devour the cum running down my leg, so admit your needs to Lady Rayne. I won’t tell, but I will bring in a sexy man, with a huge cock to take care of both our needs.  I know what my bitch boi needs!

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Written By:  Lady Rayne

Hello Darlings

I wonder if you can guess if this blog is about you? He seemed rather confused when he told me he couldn’t understand what his wife meant when she told him she needed a real man, a man that could satisfy her. He felt that 4 inches was quite large and maybe HE should find himself a real woman, and that My Pets; is when he found me!

I demanded he get online with me and shop at one of my favorite places for toys and lingerie. We picked out some very frilly panties, a bra and a baby doll nightie. We went to makeup wigs, and then toys. When he proved to me he purchased them, I suggested we have our session once they arrived. Then he admitted what I already assumed. He already had panties, and a huge butt plug.

I insisted he dress for me and send over some pictures. He proudly sent them, and I didn’t attempt to hide my laughter. He then told me to look and see what a large dick he had. A what? No, no he had a clit, although it might have even been small for a clit. Four inches? I think not!

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Written By:  Lady Rayne

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Written By:  Lady Rayne

There is always the one disobedient sissy slave that doesn’t seem to understand his place. He loves dressing up but needs to be forced to properly suck and take a magnificent cock. My newest seems to think he is a cross-dresser that gets to fuck his Lady Rayne.  Pathetic, is it not? I found it rather amusing when he belonged to another Mistress, but as mine it is becoming annoying.

He came to my den for his nightly inspection.  His legs were smooth, his makeup perfect, his wig crooked and I won’t even begin to to tell you how he walked in his heels. As usual, he got things partially right.  When he saw my displeasure he dropped to his knees and began to beg. I slapped his face as his makeup was beginning to smear from his useless tears.

The door opened and three huge men appeared. I sat back in my chair, smoked a relaxing Djarum as they began to tear off his frilly pink undergarments. His cries were hilariously pathetic.  Was it wrong for me to laugh? He will learn his place after tonight.

Written By: Lady Rayne

  You are nothing but a pathetic waste of a man, quite fucking useless to me. You seem to have a problem when you are serving me and that problem needs to be done away with for your own good.

How that little pin dick gets so hard is a wonder to me, and your balls are grotesquely misshapen compared to your pin dick.  That being said, it is time I took them away from you along with any dignity you might have had left.

I could be kind, show some mercy and give you a castration pill or even some strong pain killers. I could, but I won’t. This is as much for me to let off some steam, and remove the unwanted flesh. Lay back on the table, feet in the metal table trays. Now you become obedient?  You see the smile on my beautiful face as I pick up a huge butcher knife…this is going to be a bloody, fun mess.  Say bye to your cock and balls, you pathetic swine.

 Deviant lady Rayne

Written By: Lady Rayne

                                    Hello My clean up sluts. Your Lady Rayne has had an intense night of fucking with one of the few men I consider to be my equal. I am exhausted and plan to spend the day in my warm bed with music, books and my phone. Perhaps an Irish Coffee would be glorious.

There is just one matter than needs taken care of. Cum is in my beautiful dark hair, in my pale cleavage and in my beautiful holes. I care not to get up so I need one of my slaves to clean me from head to  my adorable toes. I am in a wonderful mood and you don’t want that to change. I can go from cooing to violently mad in a heartbeat. 

                               Lady Rayne

Written By: Lady Rayne

      He was young and so cute with long blonde hair. A friend
 of mine asked me to let her son visit me for some training. I am always eager to train a sweet young boy in the art of being the perfect sissy slut.  We chatted first over Chambord and he denied his penchant for lingerie, cross dressing and daddies. I of course knew better.

The more he denied the more adamant I became bordering on annoyed. With a hard slap to his pretty face I told him I had enough and he needed to remove his nasty boy clothes. He shyly stripped and I took out some very frilly panties. After another hard slap he began to dress for me.

I told him I would be back up shortly and he better be dressed and made up even if it was a utterly sad attempt with his makeup. I came back up with an older gentleman. The young man’s eyes lite up as he finally admitted to himself his desires. 

Deviant Lady Rayne

Written By: Lady Rayne