Date: Tue, 1 Jul 2008 07:53:21 -0500
From: pensuwana lacrox <slacrox@mail.com>
Subject: Mistress Fame

There is nothing so Rewarding as the Sting on my Mistress Fame's Whip

It's happening so quickly and smoothly I do not even realize; my new
mistress being so experienced, talented...and as it seems to me warm and
loving. She of course knowing my past, how I was born into sexual
slavery, and have been in that position since, even now a hi priced call
girl I am still owned by my master who does as he pleases with my body,
giving me to whoever he pleases. Mistress Fame, knows this and uses it to
her purposes, so with in only a few sessions with her I find myself under
her sadistic enchantment, and so pleasingly so, I fall in line as if I
have always been hers to torture and torment...tease and tantalize. My
gracious Mistress Fame is a perfect tormentor at using what she knows
about me, calling me so terribly embarrassing names whenever I misspell a
word, do not reply quick enough, as she pee pees in my mouth, seeing me
orgasm from it, callin It's happening so quickly and smoothly I do not
even realize; my new mistress being so experienced, talented...and as it
seems to me warm and loving. She of course knowing my past, how I was
born into sexual slavery, and have been in that position since, even now
a hi priced call girl I am still owned by my master who does as he
pleases with my body, giving me to whoever he pleases. Mistress Fame,
knows this and uses it to her purposes, so with in only a few sessions
with her I find myself under her sadistic enchantment, and so pleasingly
so, I fall in line as if I have always been hers to torture and
torment...tease and tantalize. My gracious Mistress Fame is a perfect
tormentor at using what she knows about me, calling me so terribly
embarrassing names whenever I misspell a word, do not reply quick enough,
as she pee pees in my mouth, seeing me orgasm from it, calling me a
filthy dirty slut, shit under her feet, on and on till I burst out
sobbing, which brings me another orgasm exploding from deep within me.

The day my best girl friend, Lisa told me her boss and mistress wanted to
see me, having heard about Mistress Fame I became frightened, not knowing
why she would ever want to see me. I was so nervous and frightened as
strange as it may sound I do not remember how She introduced to Her
methods of terrorizing, tormenting, torture, humiliation, embarrassment,
teasing, threatening, and verbal abuse, but She knew I was this
frightened little mouse who easily, cries, and even more easily humbles
myself to whoever forces their will over me, which is exactly what
Mistress Fame did to me in only 2 three hour sessions. At first I was not
Her slave, I had not earned the right to be called slave, my name was P.
Once She knew I was totally under her will I was honored to be able to
eat Her cunt, and after a few of what was pure heaven to me, She actually
allowed me to kiss her lips. It was during one of these kisses that I
came to realize, I actually loved my lovely gracious Mistress Fame.

It all happened right before us and with our eyes open, I remember the 1st
time I told my Mistress Fame, "I honestly love you Mistress Fame, I
really do" her reply was simple and expected, "Slave I cannot tell you
your love will ever be returned, but it is necessary for you to love your
Mistress to continue to endure and learn to love what I give you in your
training." "I know that," I answered, "A mistress cannot love her slaves,
that would brake down all methods of training." That impressed my
Mistress Fame. Rather quickly I earned my first 25 points, not knowing
what they were for nor really did I care. I was so lost in my Mistress
Fame, nothing else mattered to me. Her methods were role plays in which
impossible deadly tortures were done to me. I cannot detail them because
each Mistress has her own methods, these are closely guarded secrets. I
had been raised by a dominatrix who at the time I knew no one could
possibly replace her in my mind, all too soon Mistress Fame far more than
replaced her, she enchanted me, bewitched me, for I was falling more and
more in love with Her. Having reached my 25 points I found I was now part
of Her stable of slaves.

Once I was, Mistress Fame's routine for me changed, I was given her ward
to train. A young 8 year old girl who I was to train to be as much or
more of a slut than I am, the ward, naturally being a virtual person, not
real. Each time we met I was to detail the ward's training, if My
Mistress Fame was not totally pleased, I was punished severely. The girls
training consisted of being fucked by men, sucking their cocks, eating
cunt, sucking assholes, and if she was very good at it she was rewarded
by the person dumping some scat in her mouth, then peed there to wash it
down, but not before my darling little ward and I kissed, so we could
share the scat between us

I'd learn right after mistress Fame began training me, my rewards,
prizes, and any niceness She might give me was usually allowing me to
drink her pee, or spread her cheeks, and suck on her asshole until my
reward came to me. I was expected to praise her for being so kind to me.
Our sessions were so long and so much was done to me during them, even
though we were talking over the internet by the time they ended I was as
tired, mesmerized as if we were really together, such was her power over
my will. One time as I was kissing her, she told me to continue. Not
fully understanding Her I continued kissing Her, soon she told me, "Slave
make love to your mistress, you are the only slave I have ever commanded
that of, make me cum slave." Talk about pressure, fear, excitement, and
most of all my longing desires actually happening. During this 1st
session of sweet tender love making I broke down and confessed my
endearing love for her, that I have actually fallen deeply in love with
my adorably wonderful mistress fame. I fulfilled her needs and she began
being sweet to me, which only caused me to sink deeper in her
enchantment, further bewitching me. To my happiness she some how found
time for me daily for 3-4 hour sessions, me excluding any other, as I
dreamed of her any time we were not together, and basking in her glorious
shadow when we were...so lost was I in her and her overwhelming power over
me, I neglected almost every other aspect of my life, besides becoming so
involved in what she was doing to me, I had so many orgasms, lost control
on my bladder, and bowels, creating such a mess under me, what time we
were not together on line I spent cleaning my messes up, my clients who
fucked me, even noticed the difference in my responses toward them, as I
became more and more sexually and aggressively insatiable. My tips went
up, those who wanted to fuck my sweet desirable ass now waiting for it,
if I happen to be busy when they came for me. Even my owner was more
impressed with my performance, treating me to nights out on the town,
dinning and dancing, sharing my orifices with his friends after I was
stoned, high or drunk enough to scream for more and more prick, and
getting them in double and triple teaming, then telling my mistress Fame
the next day, she, I realized, reliving whatever through me, or as I
learned later, only sharing my excitement. These were the little things
about my adorably irresistible mistress fame I somehow missed as they
were happening.

My loving mistress fame is the mistress of pleasure and pain, so neatly
wrapped together I lose track of when one ended, the other began. Having
been raised as I was, I never knew love, yet as it overwhelmed my
senses...I learned, oh...my gracious goddess savior, mistress of my only
pleasure, mistress fame...how wonderfully you have done your enchantment on
my poor youthful mind. Then one night as we loved one another, I telling
her of my deep love for her, she softly told me she is in love with me...I
cannot recall all my emotions right after that, but if they are as they
are now, the thrill, excitement, mental overload continues to amaze me...my
great goddess, I shout from the roof tops, I tell the world, my joy
cannot be contained...until she tells me, no one can know, keep this to
yourself. Think my darling, it will tear don all I have built...that Cindie
Fame is a Dominatrix, a uncaring, vicious, demanding mistress who allows
no one in to her life. This is what my mistress fame told me...alas, this
poor love sick young girl, now forced to hide the only real, true love
I've ever felt. But daily she fills my life with her presence, her love,
her submissiveness to my strong lustful passion, and my longing desires
to be as close to her as possible.

My adorable Mistress Fame, who now I have the right to call Cindie...
Cindie, my lovely, adorable, ever so loving Cindie...hmmmmmmm, my twat
tingles as I write her name...looked in side me, and found something I did
not know was there. From years of being brutally, sexually violated, a
hatred built up, which is now mighty enough to make this silly little
submissive masochist in to the dominatrix who has so quietly hidden deep
within me. Naturally with any person wanting another no matter who is hurt,
a few were left behind, so my Cindie tells me, "penny, darling, you now
have the abilities to go after these who I've stolen you from, and make
them your slaves...thus starts a process of making me positive enough,
arrogant enough, filling me with self assurance enough to finally do as
Cindie tells me. First on my list is Lisa...my poor Lisa, who made the
mistake of telling Cindie about me to begin with...who even now pleads for
my attention, who is also a born submissive masochist, so I make a date, we
get on YIM, ad I dominate her to tears, showing little or no mercy,
storming her mind with horror able humiliating name calling, virtual
torture, tormenting, until long after she humbles herself, agreeing to be
my cumslut sexual slave. After there is another who had been a part of my
life, sweet Janet, who always wanted me to dominate her sexual experiences
with me. But the real thrill to me is relating my successes to my darling
Cindie. I know this is a very mushy story of passion and lust between two
women...but to many our love is deeper, more lasting, pleasing,
overwhelming then that of heterosexuals, especially between a submissive
and a dominate, we love more openly, our expressions of our love are more
easily seen by others, these expressions more sensuous, our jealousy far
more brutal, unfaithfulness ruthless, and reconciling by far; more
painful. Although in the end we have this impossible to understand love
between us that we know will out last life times.