So, last weekend Mistress Willow and I threw a raging house party at her pad. I think I’m still recovering. Thankfully, johnm sent me some vanilla bath salts from my wishlist. you have no idea how heavenly it feels. It smells like I’m soaking in a vat of vanilla frosting. Which wouldn’t be a bad alternative. I did feel much better after a long bath with a book. Back to the party. Holy shit, My pets. It was off the hook. I really wish you all could have been there.
The boys who were there were so much fun. Mistress Willow and I sent out the rules with the invitations – Panties Only. The parade of g-strings and ruffly little butts was lovely. We put everyone’s name in a bowl, and the lucky winner was tied to the kitchen chair all night with his little cock in a cage. he was a fun display! I know, you wish you could have come to the weekend party too. Because you missed out, I’ll give you an assignment. I know how much you love those.
Email Me – go to the contact tab, it’s very easy. And tell Me what you would be willing to do to play out your deepest, darkest fantasy with Mistress Summer. And the “Anything” doesn’t cut it. No shit, anything. Dazzle Me. Impress Me. Maybe, just maybe, you’ll get an invite to a weekend party where Mistress Willow and I make you the special VIP guest. It will hurt so good.