Femdom Rules
Do you think you are devoted to a Femdom? Here’s a little story about Steve. Steve was in prison for a few years. Bummer, right? But he made the best of it, using his street smarts to make a little money selling commissary products at a profit for those who couldn’t get commissary the traditional way. He’d take things out in trade. He ran the block, basically, and in the prison his name was respected, even feared a bit.
Another fact about Steve is he is a person of color. The color of one who is stereotypically thought to have an extremely large penis.Yes, a BBC.
Except Steve has a pindick. Even better, he’s really just an all-around loser who rather pay to talk on the phone to me instead of going to get a real woman underneath him. You read that right- he rather imagine kneeling at the feet of a Femdom being called a loser than get in bed with a real woman.
Femdom Mistress Comes First
Upon discharge from the prison, Steve’s stipend was put on a prepaid debit card. He walked to a hotel and apparently called for a ride to collect him. Then he called me. Several times. He needed to confess his shortcomings to me! This pindick loser entertained me for almost an hour trying to brag about how his name meant something, he was boss of his block, his baby momma was waiting on him.
I told him I was surprised that with his 5-inch pecker he had any woman waiting on him! He begged me to not say anything to my colleagues, so I haven’t, but I’m sharing my Femdom fun with you all. I told him I’d put him in a blog! Here you are Steve, from your favorite Femdom Mistress.
Just a Loser
Can you imagine having to hide your true beta loser self from everyone but me? You do that, don’t you? Hide? But I know the truth! I can figure it out within moments after our conversation begins. You want the world to think you are a big wig, even as an inmate, but the truth is you are just a pathetic loser. Everything about him was a lie, based on stereotypical assumptions. Thought he was some kind of ex-con thug with a BBC? Nope, just a loser down on his knees in front of a Femdom begging for attention.
Satisfy Your Craving
Do you crave the attention of a Femdom? You know the quickest way to get me to pay attention to you is for you to pick up that phone or schedule a text session. You can also reach me on Skype (ms.stephanieldw)if you don’t want to send me an email. Calls trump everything else though- if I have a caller on the line I’m not going to neglect him for some chit chat from a loser like you!
Talk to you soon!
Ms Stephanie: There are certainly two sides to me and should the two crossover the results could be mortifyingly humiliating.
Imagine me, confidently flirting and joking (as I am wont to do) with the cashiers at the supermarket and suddenly having a wardrobe malfunction.
Or worse than that, being pantsed by a passing scallywag practical joker.
Standing there, my lavender lace trimmed French cut briefs in plain view of the staff and customers I no longer come off as that swaggering naughty playful man of mirth!
Now poor Steve may have some hurdles to face, but I wouldn’t consider his endowment one of them. It would soon become apparent that there is nothing underneath my panties that would rival five inches!
My “secret identity” revealed, I can only imagine the next trip to the supermarket! Which, alas, will be sooner than later; as I get to the car I realize I have not picked up the milk! How many shades of red can there be?!☺️
little davey- a wardrobe malfunction of any type would certainly be daunting, but I bet you could still charm the laughing cashiers! Thanks for the note!