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Posted by: Ms. Nicole in NiteFlirt, assignments, control, desire, domestic chores, domination, femme domme, legs, sandals, shoes, tease, twisted
The weather here is gorgeous! I’ve been gone for most of the day, but just thought I would pop in to see what’s happening in cyberworld.
Most of My regulars are out of town this weekend, so this has all come together perfectly. I can spend the day refreshing My devious mind while being escorted across My lake in a canoe. Yes, I have one of My boys here today and his only assignment is to make sure I am kept cool, coasting along the lake, refreshed and relaxed. I’ll read while he does all the grunt work.
Once we return from the lake, I am putting him to work in My house for domestic chores. He is so eager, but I really think he’s most anxious to get on the lake and try for a glimpse of My lovely breasts and perfect ass. LOL! Does he think I’ll be wearing a swimsuit today? Ha! It’s not quite that warm, but maybe I’ll tease him with a skimpy tank and a pair of well-fitting shorts. The sight of My legs and a glimpse of My pretty feet in My cute sandals will surely send him over the edge. Good thing I’ll have an extra paddle with Me — If he gets too distracted I will really send him over the edge– I’ll paddle his ass right over the side of the canoe! I wonder if he can swim?
I won’t be available most of the afternoon, but I have left My appointments on. You can set up an appointment through Niteflirt, and when I return this evening I’ll take calls — If I feel up to it. Then I can tell you all about My day and you can figure out how you’re going to make it even better for Me. Today is lovely– don’t fuck it up boys!
– Ms. Nicole

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Posted by: Ms. Nicole in cock control, confession, confusion, control, desire, discipline, domination, femme domme, goddess, humiliated, humiliation, life control, mind control, sex, shoes, submission, superior, superior female, twisted, worship
That’s the title of an email I received this morning. Here is part of the text:
After that moment, I knew you had me under Your strict control. You see, I knew it was too late, and I was okay with that. I didn’t think it would be anything other than that, but I guess I fooled myself into thinking I could resist, leave, or at least take a break from Your control. I was wrong. i’m sorry I was so irritated at the suggestion You made. You do know what’s best for me, but i’ve been so attached to my stupid cock for so long that i use it to do things i shouldn’t. One of those things is thinking. i’m sure you’ll laugh when You read that, but it is the truth. i have been with so many women. i’ve hit bars and clubs, i even think i was addicted to sex for a long time. You changed me. i don’t know what to think about that.
Now, my thoughts are filled with Your smile and laugh, and i think about sex, but not in normal ways. It’s crazy to think about the things you make me do, how You use my weak brain and Your wicked mind to convince me to do things. What’s so weird is that i don’t always see it coming. You are kind of conniving in that way, but that is a compliment so please don’t get mad. i just mean that you have a way of sneaking into a guy’s mind and using Your words and power to make me do or think things that i never did before. i guess that’s why i feel the way i feel. You have twisted me around myself.
i have been humiliated by a beautiful goddess and i have liked it. i have blushed my way through things like a girl, but not like a girl really. Even girls are stronger than i am. When it comes to you, i am weak, my flesh and mind are weak. i can never have you, but to talk to you or read your words is like being showered with tiny specks of rain. It stings but it’s refreshing. i am learning to control my thoughts and urges, to center them around You. This is something You have taught me but also something i want to do. i have no control over being a man. You are superior in every way. my manliness automatically negates any power i have when i am in Your presence. i can’t use my charm or good looks to woo You into being with me. i can amuse You, do things to make You happy, follow orders like an ant and try to let go of my ego. my IQ drops when i hear Your voice and all i can use my brain for is to do what you tell me. i have become powerless. You took it from me. i don’t want it back, but i am confused about some things. You said some things that spun my head and made me see who i really am. my life was a big lie. i see the truth, as much as i can at this stage, but i know the truth will keep revealing itself. Thank You for all You have done for me. Please accept my apologies for questioning You. i wonder if you will read all this, even.
Yeah, I read ALL of it. It actually rambles on for many more paragraphs. Some of it I can’t/won’t print here.
Here is a little more, reprinted to remind the person who sent it to Me of his obligations:
i went today and bought [deleted by Ms. Nicole] at [deleted by Ms. Nicole]. A pretty girl waited on me, and instead of thinking about what color her panties were or having a flash of fucking her on my couch, i looked down at my shoes and thought about them and that if they were cheaper i could spend the money on You. my cock deflated immediately but my spirits soared. Thank You for that. Still i am afraid of the task you gave me, only because it makes me feel humiliated. i crave it now, but i am also nervous. i want to do it but i don’t know where to start. i will start with the instructions You gave me. That seems the best. [more rambling that I won’t print–Ms. Nicole]
Yes, starting with My instructions is always best. No need to be nervous! I told you exactly what you have to do, so you should be fully prepared and ready. You brought it on yourself, correct? All this questioning and over-thinking is what got you in your current predicament, but this is not unusual for you, is it? I fully expect you to have the “task” completed by the deadline, period.
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