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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.

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Your Panty Tease for the Day… Ms Lauren’s Panties

Lauren — Mon, 19 Oct 2009 07:47:44 +0000

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So many of you share what color your panties are on a day to day basis, I feel some turnabout is in order. What better way for your femdom Mistress to tease and deny you than to give you intimate knowledge of my own panties? That knowledge will tease you to the edge, lusting to see, to touch to lick… and being quite unable to do any of those things. My own unattainable panties become the Holy Grail you panty perverts quest for, knowing you’ll fall short in each and every respect. I’m sure you’ll imagine sneaking into my window, tracing your way room to room seeking out the Holy Hamper that contains the object of your utmost desire… the fire engine red lace thongs that have graced my round and gorgeous ass all day long. You know I’ll be taking them off soon to slip into my negligee. Those priceless panties are waiting for you there, right at the top, tossed in so casually… but there’s nothing casual about what you want them for, now is there?

Swiping your Mistress’s panties would be the achievement of a lifetime for a panty thief like you, wouldn’t it? You’d set up an altar and pray to the dirty gusset of those thongs. Each night you’d enter your sanctuary of masturbation, you’d gently remove them from their place of honor and place them on your face, sniffing for any lingering scent you hadn’t sucked off in your previous stroke-a-thons. You’d be so very careful not to stain them with your nasty pre-cum and keep them far away from your pulsating prick when you squirt your icky man goo. Loose yourself in that little fantasy, panty pervert… because it’s never gonna happen. Stick to the neighbors and keep watching the real estate ads for open houses… maybe you’ll get lucky to pilfer from someone just as sexy as me… but not nearly as coveted. Oh the extreme humiliation of thwarted desire… it keeps you cumming (and cumming!) back for more, doesn’t it?

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The Saga of the Panty Thief Part 2

Lauren — Fri, 16 Oct 2009 02:10:24 +0000

His pants fell to his knees as the brunette beauty pulled him up and his pilfered panties landed square upon the head of his cock. He blinked at the bright flash and knew Ms Lauren had snapped a picture of his shame. His face reddened and he stammered something that made no sense. He was too horny and too ashamed to speak clearly. This made the beauties he’d been spying on laugh uproariously.

“Cat got your tongue, panty thief?” asked Ms Lauren in her most mocking tone. The underlying sarcasm and bite to her words belied her soft and charming tone. This woman was a born Panty Mistress and he could tell that by the grip the other woman held him in, she was indeed a power in her own right.

“This is Ms Lola. I don’t know if you remember, but she used to be a member here. She quit about 2 months ago after her panties kept going missing. She called me in and asked me to investigate. See, I was bait. After 3 days in this place I knew you were the culprit. I have lots of proof. Do you want to see?” she asked. Then she pulled out a pack of pictures, each detailing his panty perversions. Unconsiously, his hand slid down to his throbbing member and he was stroking on auto pilot with Ms Lauren’s panties.

He felt a sharp pain in his nuts and realized Ms Lola had kneed him from behind. He could feel her against his back and smell her perfume. Then he remembered exactly who she was. She was a particular favorite. She always wore the most expensive, luscious underthings that held a special place in his panty stash.

“Now, it’s time to pay for your crime, panty boy. Ms Lola and I are taking you back to headquarters for interrogation and booking. You’re in a world of trouble, you know that?” said Ms Lauren. Interrogation and booking? They were arresting him?

“You’re not the police! You can’t do that!” he screamed as he tried to wiggle away.

“No, not the police. We’re with the PPPP… the Panty Pilferer Punishment Program. After a week at our camp, you’ll be a reformed panty thief… and you won’t want to go back, trust me. We’re very harsh with perverts like you.”

Ms Lola pulled up his pants and Ms Lauren buttoned them. She was so close and smirking, then she kneed him again in the jewels while Ms Lola cuffed his hands behind his back. They dragged him from the locker room and everyone in the gym turned to stare and laugh at him, their captive. His hardon raged as they took him to the unmarked car and locked him in the back.

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The Saga of the Panty Thief, Part 1

Lauren — Wed, 14 Oct 2009 14:33:48 +0000

He’d hide in corners, waiting and watching for the opportunity to score his drug of choice… sweaty panties from the ladies locker room at the gym. He wondered how many women he’d stolen from. He wondered if they were shocked or surprised when they realized someone had purloined their dirty panties. He liked to think of the shock and disgust that would cross their faces when they’d discovered his petty panty crime. Did they look around wondering just who at the gym had violated them thusly. He often masturbated madly thinking of it. What he didn’t think of was that maybe, just maybe someone had caught him in the act.

Then SHe walked in. He’d often wanted a memento from the sexy blonde Amazon he often admired if he bothered with the illusion he was there to work out. Unfortunately for him, she always kept her gym bag close… but not this time. When he heard the shower start to run he sneaked carefully from his hidey hole and opened the bag. He lost himself in her luscious scent and almost had to stroke himself. There! His prize! A sultry pair of black silky panties he could just imagine cradling her generous ass cheeks. He pulled the crotch to his nose and inhaled her hot aroma… then felt demanding fingers tugging at his ear, lifting him against his will.

“Got him Lauren! Got the panty thief, I can’t believe he fell for it…” said the commanding brunette behind him.

“Good! Now we can figure out so many ways to torture our prolific panty pilferer…” The Goddess laughed, staring him down with her deep blue eyes.

He came in his pants with a groan while both women laughed uproariously…