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Pilfered Panty Pirate Punishment and Panty Tease

Lauren — Sun, 17 Oct 2010 22:51:42 +0000

So you dove into the briny deep of the hamper again for a little pilfered panty fun! This isn’t your first voyage on the high seas, is it, panty pirate? First you slide your greedy fingers across your luscious loot. Then you become addled by the scent of them, arrgh… Fresh pussy. Now you’re aching to slide them up your thighs onto your “booty”. But you’re so intent on your silky swag you never notice your Captain, your Panty Mistress, in the doorway. You’re in trouble now, sailor!

Look at the wet spot on those panties! You’re in trouble now, bucko! Swabbing your dick without my permission? You’re asking for a taste of my cat o’ nine tails! I’ll make you kiss the gunner’s daughter, flog your pantied ass with no quarter given. I know it’s a harsh femdom punishment, panty pirate. Your wet spot’s expanded… you love it. And drained dicks tell no tales!

Now that you’ve paid the price for your disobedience, crawl over here and show your appreciation to your Panty Mistress! See how merciful I am, stroker… I didn’t even make you walk the plank. Lie down on your back… I’ll sit on your face and press my gusset against your nose. Inhale the scent of my cunt, panty boy… It’s not a reward, it’s just the incentive my panty slut needs to get shipshape. You’re a panty pirate and thus don’t deserve to dive into this glorious bounty. But let me make this clear… I’m more than ready to tease you with my panties all night long!

Panty Teased in Bondage

Lauren — Sat, 11 Sep 2010 02:58:59 +0000

I know you’re nervous about the rope I’m holding. I can see it in your eyes. You’re aroused by my long legs in black silk stockings and the red and black lacy garter you bought me. You’re excited to distraction by the tiny matching panties and demi cup bra pushing my lovely breasts up so firm and high. But you’re nervous about the rope and you dare to let it show. You’re half cringing, about to rebel and though I should be angry, it merely amuses me. Your femdom Mistress knows your breaking point and this isn’t it.

I glare down at you and you drop your eyes, ashamed. I laugh and you look up again, surprised. It’s not an evil laugh or an angry laugh, it’s sweet and full of sugar and spice and everything nice. The laugh, the lingerie… it’s thrown you out of your comfort zone, little slutling. The quick slap across your cheek shocks you, brings you back to me, to reality. I glide my fingers through the back of your hair and pull your hot cheek against the fragile lace to panty tease you. The scent of me elicits a sweet, submissive moan.

You try to speak, but your mouth keeps moving silently. I laugh again and tell you that’s for dropping your eyes. I like eye contact. I don’t expect my slaves to look down like a whipped bitch when I’m speaking. Your eyes meeting mine tells me everything I need to know about your mood, your desire, your shame. Your eyes are the window to your soul… which you’re beginning to suspect has a new obsession. All the desire, the lust, the trust… it’s written plainly on your face. Don’t drop your eyes again.

The ropes seem like such a small thing now. Your desire to please me motivates you more than selfish pride. My mood shifting so suddenly, so mercurially both frightens and arouses you. So your Mistress is unpredictable… you’d not want me if you could calculate my moves. It’s plain I know best and your trust in me wins out over your hesitation. I see your shoulders shift and your eyes light up with acceptance and anticipation.

That’s much, much better. That attitude is one I enjoy. You’re eager, complacent, complicit… everything I love in a kneeling boy-man. You’re ready for me now, kneeling before the bed with your back to it. You gasp as I walk away and I make you wait there at attention while I prepare the bed for your body. You hear me moving around, arranging the rope. I’ll bet you have your eyes closed, imagining my curves undulating as I set up the scene. The nylon rope won’t cut you, won’t bruise you, but it will humble you and keep you exactly where your Mistress wants you.

Oh don’t fret, soon you’ll feel me against you and the agony of waiting will seem a small thing. I call your name and motion you lie on the bed, arms and legs wide and open. I skillfully wrap the rope around your wrists, your ankles… then I test them by running my long, red nails against your chest. I tweak your nipple and watch you twist. And your cock… that raging, pulsating knob so shiny in the candlelight. I have to touch it, tease it. You arch up for more friction, but I pull away. I’ve tested you and the ropes hold… I knew they would. You’re naked, vulnerable and at my mercy.

I love you like this, so open, so exposed. I smile down in triumph… I’ve defeated you because you’ve surrendered… but we both win, don’t we? I lie down beside you and tease you with my fingertips, tweaking, pinching, slapping. It’s so calculated, so precise, I know your body so very well. And I want it at a fever pitch before I ride your lips with my gusset. When the precum rises to the tip of your bulging prick, I slide up your body and straddle your head. You feel the heat of me as my panty crotch slides against your lips. Taste me… it’s the very thing you’ve been waiting for.

And what comes next, darling? That depends on the two of us… let’s finish the story, shall we? I’ll be available all weekend long for your sensual phone sex pleasure.

Panty Tease For the Naughty Little Panty Sneaks

Lauren — Thu, 24 Jun 2010 07:19:10 +0000

I won’t peek today… or so you told yourself. Yes, you said you wouldn’t peek at silky panties even as the summer sun glaring down and every pretty young thing wearing her shortest skirt. How did that work out for you, panty sneak? You think I don’t know that you broke that promise just as soon you got the chance. I’m not naive enough to think you could help yourself. How could you when there’s so many opportunities for panty peeking flaunting before you? You know that ladies like me love it that you look. In fact, we live for a good panty cocktease.

I know you’re addicted to the sight of a sexy, silky pantyline stretched across the taut, toned ass of that hot aerobics instructor . You crave that forbidden panty peek when a college girl bends over to pick up her purse at the cafe. You burn for that upskirt shot from that sexy cougar above you a few steps on the escalator. You ache when you walk by Victoria’s Secret and see all those lovely ladies shopping for their pretty panties so nonchalantly. In other words, you’re like any other addict. You just can’t help yourself, you’re programmed to peek at panties… and perhaps wear them as well.

I’m sure you thought that I wouldn’t notice your panty line. And after I commented on it, I’m sure you thought I wouldn’t notice that hardon you sprouted either. But I told you, panty sneak, I’m not naive. I’m well aware that not only do you love the way the panties tease you when a beautiful woman is wearing them, you also love parading around in a pair of your own when no one’s looking. There’s no shame in it, though I do know you feel the ultimate in panty humiliation when I make you prance in your panties for me. But darling, I love it.

I love watching you masturbate in your panties while you imagine kneeling down before me while I peel down my own pink panties. I love the effect they have on you when I press the damp, hot gusset right into your mouth and nose. It arouses me to watch you inhale the scent of me from my panties. It thrills me when you ask so hesitantly if you can wear my panties after you lick me off of them. Of course I’ll allow you to, panty sneak. Put on my silky pink panties and wank for me like the panty pervert you are. You can’t swear you’ll never do it again, panty sneak… you’ll only make a liar out of yourself. You’re addicted to panty tease phone sex and nothing’s going to change that.

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Teased by Mistress’s Panties

Lauren — Fri, 01 Jan 2010 17:55:44 +0000

Oh look at you down there… you look petrified! So frightened of me… I won’t hurt you, darling… well, not much anyway… and when I do… you know, hurt you… well, it will be in a very good way and you’ll say thank you, Mistress like a good slave boy should, no won’t you? I thought so. I’m standing above you dressed in leather… black bustier, black panties and those thigh high boots you can’t stop staring out.

I slide the heel of my leather boot into your mouth. It’s open… so I might as well fill it. What choice do you have but to suckle it? When I pull it out slowly, I hear your broken voice telling me thank you, Mistress and it makes me smile… you learn so quickly. You’re making your femdom Mistress so very proud!

I pull your head up, forcing your mouth to press against the slick black leather and lick up the length, up to my knee, then my thigh, then the bare flesh over the top of the boot. You’re inches from my pussy, can smell the heat of me and you want to worship so badly, don’t you? You’re so very teased by my panties you can barely speak, just whimper and moan unintelligibly.

Beg me to drag your head there while I use your hair to make you nuzzle against my thigh. I feel you begging against the silky flesh, whimpering against my skin. I pull your face into the crotch of my leather panties hard and grind your face against them as you valiantly attempt a taste beneath them. I raise up and slip off the panties and you sigh… thank you, mistress… as you worship my pussy.

Teasing All the Panty Sluts with Pink Silk

Lauren — Fri, 27 Nov 2009 03:53:47 +0000

What color of panties would you like to wear for me tonight? I have lots to choose from… pink silk thongs, lacy blue bikinis or even a sheer nude pair of boyshorts? I know how much you love to be teased by panties. So pick them up, sniff them… can you still smell the lingering traces of my pussy inside them? Inhale deeply of me… now wrap them around your throbbing prick. Stroke for me, do it hard and fast… I want to guide your masturbation, make you whimper with lust while you look me in the eye, my panties teasing your cock to new heights of pleasure. Do it for me, you filthy little panty boy. But don’t do it too much… it makes me smile when I can tease and deny you over and over again.

Don’t pretend you don’t enjoy a woman like me controlling your orgasm. When you’re allowed to set your own boundaries, you spend your seed far too quickly to be a truly generous lover. By allowing me to control the ebb and flow of your desire you learn to share that pleasure, extend it and make your eventual sexual release explosive. When you let the lust build up, teased and taunted to fever pitch, the final moments will leave you floating on waves of intense bliss, completely satisfied from the results of your pantied passion. What more could a stroker slut like you ask for… except the sensual pleasure of my voice washing over you while I panty tease you during a luxurious phone sex session… Let’s play.

Panty, Panty Prickteased! Poor Pantyboy…

Lauren — Mon, 16 Nov 2009 03:54:46 +0000

Poor pantyboy! Have you been panty, panty prickteased once again? I thought so. You’ve got that slack jawed look of longing that speaks of lust interrupted. I’ll bet you really thought you had a shot, didn’t you? Did she let you slide your fingers up her skirt so you could feel the heat from her? Did she kiss you into oblivion and dry hump you half the night, then leave you high and dry? Good for her! She knew, didn’t she…? She knew what a panty slut you are!

She knew she could tease and deny a boy like you with the smallest glimpse of her gusset. She understood instinctively she could blueball you and you’d remain passive and undemanding. Girls like me can sniff out the pussification on boys like you… we know that as much as you want in our panties, you REALLY want in our panties. The cherry on top would have been her slipping them off for a little sniff and stroke session… preferably with all her girlfriends watching.

I can see you nervously shedding your clothes… hoping for just a sniff of her sweetness while she dangles her dainties over your face. You kneel, humiliated and aroused, while the ladies taunt you. You’re so naked, pantyboy… while those ladies you lust for remain fully clothed. You know there’s no way a panty pervert like you could get them naked… but you’ll always have that hope. So you strive to please them, following all directions no matter the shame you’re feeling.

CFNM humiliation is so much fun, I love sharing my kneeling pantyboy with all my friends… and taunting him with their comments later about the quality and ehm, length of the show is always amusing…

Isn’t Knickers Such a Cool Word?

Lauren — Sun, 15 Nov 2009 05:21:52 +0000

Recently I was perusing some lingerie shops online with one of my delicious little panty boys, Amber. He was showing off some new unmentionables she’d purchased to wear while she watched football on tv. So since I knew what he was wearing, I felt it my duty to panty tease him by telling him about my own attire. While searching for my red lace Wonderbra and matching thong, I ran across the most delightful British site, Debenhams. But they didn’t list them as panties… in the British style they were listed as knickers. Yes, I’ve heard the word before… I don’t live under a rock, lol. But for some bizarre reason, I’ve been using knickers instead of panties all week long. So in honor of my new favorite word, I’ll be posting a panty a day. Enjoy!

Aren't they adorable?

Share Your Panty Love, Panty Boy!

Lauren — Sat, 14 Nov 2009 05:03:56 +0000

Don’t those last pilfered panties feel so good on your dicklette, little man? I know before you put them down on your nasty nads you sniffed the pussy right off them, didn’t you? You nuzzled and sucked the gusset clean, made sure you tasted every last drop. Now you wish you’d savored it just a little more, don’t you? You’re such a greedy little slut… but we both know you’ll be out panty thieving again before very long at all. Those stolen silkies give you a feeling of completion.

So who was she? Where did you gain access to her intimate apparel, panty boy? Did she give you a little smile that enticed you? Or are you such a chronic masturbator you only care for her panties? I’m always so curious where you little panty boys get your cheap thrills. I’m sure your addiction to silk bikinis, lacy thongs, cotton boyshorts and every perfect panty color of the rainbow keep you aroused to no end. But why?

Look back to the very first time you ever put on a pair of panties, the first time you ever took a pair from your friend’s sister or mom. Did you hit that natural high, that elation that comes from doing something so taboo, so obscene that it racks you brain and body with shivering passion? I know you love the texture, the taste and the touch of those pretty, pretty panties… so tell me, panty slut… just how far would you go to get them?

I love my little panty sluts and I’m accepting phone sex calls all weekend from 11 am until 2 am… and probably a bit later as well. I’d love to talk to you about your perfect panty fantasy.

Oh Those Panty Boys…

Lauren — Thu, 12 Nov 2009 06:30:51 +0000

I’m not going to begin by asking if you’ve ever done something totally stupid for the object of your desire. Why? I already know the answer. My question is different. What’s the stupidest thing you’ve ever done to please a woman? Did you put on her panties and prance around like a dirty little slut? Did she make you stroke with her silky panties, teasing you to the edge, then denying you that ultimate release? Tease and denial is a fun little game to play with panty boy stroker sluts like you. All Mistresses know there’s a need deep inside the submissive panty slut to please. He’ll do anything to get those panties under his nose to sniff her special aroma… on his cock to feel the texture massaging him. He is the ultimate wimp, the panty waist masturbator. He’d the kind of sexual sneak that will do anything to satisfy his desires.

So many little panty boys are perverted panty thieves. The plunder the hampers of neighbors and friends and become masters at taking what they want from those temples of desire. Each panty he nabs adds to his ever growing collection of trophies. While the panty slut might not get much pussy, they are experts on the subject. Panty boys know that each and every stolen silky will provide a treasure trove of sensation that leaves him wild and panting. The scent of her sweat and natural juices keep him edgy, horny and ready to whip it out and stroke.

What would you do to get your panty fix, little man? Tell me how far you’ll go to satisfy your desires…

Panty Teased and Blueballed

Lauren — Wed, 11 Nov 2009 04:37:07 +0000

I saw you watching me at the mall. In fact, it amused me you followed so closely. I kept noticing you trotting behind me like a lost puppy as I made my way from store to store. When I stood in front of Victoria’s Secret, I could almost hear you panting in excitement. Did you dare follow me inside that female sanctuary and leave yourself open to exposure? Of course you did… you couldn’t help yourself, you prissy panty pervert!

I browsed the aisles as you tried your best to stay close. You touched every piece of clothing that I did, I looked back to check. It’s not like you were acting all stealthy like. In your arousal, you left yourself vulnerable. Inside the store with myself and the other female patrons, well, you must have felt out of place. All the women kept eying you… wondering what flavor of deviant you’d be. When I made it to the counter and you saw the cashier and I pointing at you and giggling, you tried to flee… but some of the other employees nailed you and drug you to the back.

A million thoughts run through your mind. How did you give yourself away? When they pluck a pair of powder blue bikinis from your pocket, you realize you been framed as a panty pilferer. While you were so enthralled by the sight of silkies, my friend inside stuck the panties there. I tipped off the cashier and the rest is history. Guess you didn’t stop to wonder what I was texting, now did you? Well, it doesn’t matter. You’re locked in the back office with myself and my friends who work there. You’re at our mercy… what will we do, what will we do to poor little panty thief you?

For your very own personal panty tease phone sex fantasy… I’m available most days from 10am until 1am. Let’s play, panty boy!