Ballsy Business

She says she has a surprise for me. I can't wait for it, to be honest. I got back to work two weeks ago, and it isn't agreeing with me as well as vacation time was. I notice myself getting more and more annoyed, being short and snappy with coworkers, as well as with Kim. I know her and I know from the way she looks at me that this is an issue that's going to be addressed.
As we get ready to leave to this mystery location, she smiles that special smile and unbuttons my jeans. Carefully, she removes my chastity device. While I stand completely still, frozen even, she pulls my jeans back up and opens the front door.
It's only a short car ride, and before I get the chance to enjoy my member's new found freedom, we're already pulling up to a quite normal looking house. She produces a key, and in the hallway waits my first surprise.
"Strip, Jakey."
I leave my jeans and shirt folded on a cabinet in the hallway and she opens the door, handing me collar and cuffs. "Down you go, and wait for me."
The stairs are a little dark, lit by actual torches. She outdid herself, this time, I think as I walk into a roomy dungeon. An actual dungeon! I feel a whole nest of butterflies in my stomach as I put on the cuffs.



He's standing there quietly, looking around. I know it's impressive, I thought so the first time I came here to pick up the keys.
The yellow light from the torches makes it look and feel almost medieval. The various toys hanging on the walls aren't going to soothe Jake's nerves, either. I feel his eyes on me as I enter, following the curves under the body hugging dress. My heels click slightly on the stones in the dirt covered floor.
I walk past him, to one of the short bondage devices. He follows, and I pet his back as I direct him to the floor. His back to the leather covered beams. As I fasten his cuffs with the chains from the short cross, I whisper in his ear, "Do you see all those implements, Jakey? I'm not going to use any of them..."
When I step back, he looks at me, confused. I run the tip of my stiletto along the inside of his thigh, and his attention shifts from my feet to my foot. The cold pink laque against his skin, smooth and hard.
"Ah, I see you are catching on."



I hold my breath as she moves her foot. I know what's coming. I try to brace myself, but I can't stop the shock waves running through me as she sets her beautiful, stiletto-clad foot down on my cock. The sole of her shoe is grooved, rough, not as cold as the laque but definitely cold. I hold my breath and look up at her. Her face is full of concentration as she leans over me, hands on her knee, carefully applying more and more pressure.
I breathe hard, trying to breathe through the growing discomfort, and something happens in my head, in my mind. My earlier irritation fades, the tension leaves my muscles. I sit here on the dirt floor, feeling her put more and more weight on her foot, and I close my eyes.
To be rendered helpless, to be completely hers, to do with whatever she likes, is like balm for the soul. The pressure comes through, seeping through my normal thoughts and taking over everything, like there is nothing in the world but her foot on my cock.
But then the pressure lessens, and I hear myself panting. Her hands undo the chains, and she hooks her finger in the ring of my collar.
"I need better access, Jake, come with me."
I nod, and crawl after her.



The next thing I have planned for him, requires him to sit quite still, so I take him over to the bondage post. As he kneels, I attach the wrist and ankle cuffs to the lowest ring. Not a lot of movement possible now, and I smile contently.
Then, I see something surprising, and very pleasing.
"What's this? Do you like it when a woman steps all over your crown jewels?"
Digging one heel into the floor and making sure I'm balanced, I lift my foot and gently tap his growing erection. He recoils and the chains jangle.
"It's getting harder still, so you must like it."
Oh yes, a faint blush is spreading over his cheeks now, and his eyes are on the floor, not looking up at me. The tip of my stiletto grazes his sack now, and he shifts positions a bit.
"No no, stay still, Jakey. Don't move an inch."
As controlled as I can, I swing my leg and softly kick his balls with the arch of my foot.
It's like an electric shock has gone through him, all his muscles tense and taut and his eyes wide open, looking up at my face, then down at his cock.
Again, I kick, a little harder now. My aim is true and his cock and balls move helplessly from the impact.
He opens his mouth in a soundless moan, his breathing fast and shallow. I lean forward and tip his chin up. As he looks at me, I tell him, "Take a deep breath now, Jake. Deeper. Good. Again. Yes, good. Now take a deep breath, and hold it."
As he holds in a gulp of air, I kick. Another deep breath, another kick. I see his eyes turning darker, empty. No longer living inside his head, but acutely aware of his body. With one last, firm tap, I crouch down to undo the chains.



"Here baby, over to the bench now. Lay down, there's a good Jakey."
I settle down heavily on the leather bench. Kim pushes my shoulders down, and I raise my arms. My body is all there is now, a dull ache between my legs, tired knees from kneeling on the floor, tense shoulders from sitting with my arms behind my back. Laying here is heavenly. She only chains my legs. She kisses me softly on the lips, and whispers not to move my arms. Then, she sits down on my chest and kicks off her shoes.
Incredibly, I am hard, ready. With every kick came a blessed emptiness and I just am now. As she leans back on my chest and wraps her soft feet around my cock, it feels like heaven.
Moving her feet up and down, up and down, she jerks me off. I smile slightly because it seems so fitting, to get so much pain and so much pleasure from those feet.
I don't need much, really. My breathing speeds up and I feel my muscles tensing. I am so close, so very close, and she must know it.
"Cum, Jakey, cum. Cum for me, before I lock you back in your little cage. Enjoy it now, while it lasts."
I can't hold out any longer, and with a deep grunt, I feel my legs spasming. She milks my cock with her feet, jerking me off faster and faster as thick cum falls on those gorgeous feet, and I sink into a blissful haze.



Wiping his cum from my feet, I smile contently. He fell so deeply and easily into that mindset, into the arm embrace of subspace, that I now know how much he needed it. I settle down next to him on the bench, wrap myself around him, one hand in his hair.
"I love you, Kim," he whispers quietly. I kiss his neck, caressing his hand.
"I love you, too, Jake. Even when you're cranky."
I see a smile pulling at the corners of his mouth, and leave him to drift for a bit. We're not in a hurry, and if there's anything I want, it's him to enjoy and recharge before another week of work.


WS Furniture used:
From the ::WS:: Dungeon set:
    ::WS:: Short Cross
    ::WS:: Bondage Post
    ::WS:: Bondage Bench


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Styling, photography and erotica: Voice Restless
Models: AnneMarie Somersley & ForeignThoughts Resident

Sweet Humiliation

Femininity-“girlishness, womanliness or womanhood; is a set of attributes, behaviors, and roles generally associated with girls and women. Femininity is made up of both social and biologically created factors as such both males and females can exhibit feminine traits”……And if they don’t I’m sure our next interviewee will make sure they do, especially if you are a male. Points to the word “male”, and grins. Without further ado, I introduce Mistress Vixen, a Goddess of humiliation and co-owner (along with Gabi), of the FemDom Sim called “Femininity”. This is her story:

 

She starts off by telling this reporter how she discovered WS Creations furniture. “I was searching on the marketplace for Femdom furniture when we opened Femininity.  I loved the look of the chairs, fit for a Queen and I thought they would look good at Femininity. “

“Femininity is a privately owned Femdom Sim, with scenery that is pleasing to the feminine eye but also lets a woman explore her darkest fetishes. Femininity was started after me and Gabi had left the Femdom Sim we were both apart of, I told her I was going to start my own Femdom Sim and she said that she would like to be a part of it, the rest is history. There are often ongoing scenes of humiliation, feminization, sex, kidnapping, sadism, and many other acts. We have D/s discussions almost weekly that focus on topics that are at the foundation of Femdom.”

 

“I came to SL to extend my RL relationship with my slave husband Ember, we live a 24/7 TPE Lifestyle. She is my feminized sissy slave, and she does all the domestic duties, while I live the life of leisure. I’m a Sadist; I really enjoy causing her pain and humiliation, and enjoy extreme fetishes like knife and breathe play.”

“ I wasn’t quite sure what to expect, I always thought it would improve my RL with my slave and that I would meet some like minded people, that's when I met Gabi.”

Mistress Vixen’s ideal day would be, “Spending time at Femininity and scening with Gabi and the submissives that come to the Sim and having discussions about D/s.”

 

“I like to think I am good at humiliation and sissification, I am good at getting into boy's heads and making them act like the girl they really are and humiliating them every step of the way.”

Fans myself as I remember I am doing an interview. Then goes about asking my final question of the day.
Can you tell the readers how WS Creations Adult furniture and Dungeon devices fits into your life style?

“The Femdom furniture is wonderful for spending time with my slave and the toys come in handy for the whole Sim and our guests.”

WS Furniture Used :

::WS:: Domination Throne

:::WS:: Livingroom Chair

::WS:: Objectification Pedestal

::WS::  Bondage Bench
 ::WS:: Suspension Crane
 ::WS:: Bondage Cross
 ::WS:: Short Cross
 ::WS:: Massage Table

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By Deavne Resident

Photography by Pacesoftly Resident

LezDom

“ I love writing, and always have.  I also enjoy assuming a different personality depending on what the situation is.  Imagination is such an intoxicating thing, and when it is fed, is almost narcotic in nature.  I love meeting new people, of all walks of lives and proclivities.  I suppose I just love to immerse myself in all the wide variety that SL proffers. “, She responded. Diving head first into this intriguing persona, which goes by the name Suzannemaria. This is her story:

“I am a single mom, divorced after a very rough marriage.  I was an old text chat RPer back in the days, and I was looking for a new way to interact with people, and to further explore my love of all things erotic.”

“I honestly had no idea.  After my first few days, I was ready to leave forever, until someone took me by the hand and made it more manageable, and less intimidating.  I never set out to be an Online Domme, although I have always tended to have a dominant personality. 

 

 In the end, I have learned so much about myself, the lifestyle, and the intense nature of such a shared experience. It is beyond what I ever imagined.”

“I was searching for BDSM related items, which catered to a LezDom nature, and I scoured through the Firestorm search engine.  When I found your store(WS Creations), I swear I hopped on every item on the floor.  I am sure I was quite a sight to see as I moved from Domme to submissive poses, just dying to have someone on the other side.“

 

“WS Creations is one of the few shops that specifically create for the F/f dynamic.  That being said, they are not just run of the mill animations.  The items are beautiful, and the animations lend themselves to very creative play. .  I have never been unhappy with a WS product, and my partners have loved being restrained in them! “

She then went on to tell this reporter what her ideal day would look like.

“ In SL, a day spent totally spoiling a loving partner, dancing in our finery, sailing on the ocean.  And as daylight comes to an end, to have her kneeling at my feet, telling me how much she enjoyed the day, and was looking forward to whatever the night may hold. “

I then flipped the question to see what her deepest fears would be. Her reply, I think, would hit home to many of us.

“ I fear the total surrender of myself to the moment.  I have been hurt before, and that wall is such a comfort, and a prison.  When it starts to crumble, I can be terrified. “

We end this interview with a lovely sentiment by our interviewee.

“I consider myself stylish, refined, and more than a little "kinky" for lack of a better word.  WS products are gorgeous in any decor and provide spark and enchantment to any encounter.  They fit my personality, my proclivities, and are beautiful as well.  There is no better creator of F/f furniture in all of Second Life.”

WS Furniture Used :

 ::WS:: Mistress Couch Premium
::WS:: Room Chair Conway (Mistress)
::WS:: Wall stock
::WS:: Bondage Cross - F/f
::WS:: Bondage bench F/f
::WS:: Domination Throne - F/f
::WS:: Throne Platinum Edition - Mistress version
::WS:: Wisdom Chair - Mistress version
::WS:: Beach Lounge
::WS:: Happy Ending Massage Table

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By Deavne Resident

Photography by Voice Restless

Seaside Satisfaction

Sometimes, work frustrates me. It is a beautiful day, absolutely lovely, and the little cottage on the beach were we're spending the holiday is filled with sunshine. Last night, though, a phone call from work spoiled our fun. I could see the disappointment in Dinah's eyes when I told her I really had to pick this one up, but she nodded bravely and went to the beach for a night time swim.
Of course I could also see the slight pout this morning, when she told me she was going to go to the beach and read a bit, at our usual spot. It's almost noon now, and I am just finishing up.
The sand is already warm under my feet and I walk up to her. She looks adorable, reading on the bench. The sound of the waves and the seagulls makes me feel giddy. I take her hand, help her up and pull her on my lap. She giggles, and I know she hasn't let the interruption affect her too much.
"I am proud of you, girl," I tell her.
She blushes, kissing my cheek. "Sunbathe with me, Sir?"
I shake my head.
"No, girl, I have something different in mind."



I guide her over the big, comfy lounge chairs. "Sit, Dinah."
She sits down immediately, and I go and sit behind her. "Have you put on lotion yet?"
As she shakes her head, I can imagine her biting her bottom lip, realizing that would fall under not taking proper care of herself - of my property. I take the bottle from my pocket, and pour some on her shoulders. As I massage the lotion into her skin, I can feel her relaxing. My thumbs press into her soft flesh, and she yields, easily and naturally.
"I noticed yesterday, girl. Don't think I didn't notice that you were upset. You were a very, very good girl about it."
She mumbles a soft "Thank you Sir" under her breath. I slide my hands down over her arms and chest, making sure she won't burn under the scorching sun.
"Remember though," I tell her, "that service isn't always about doing things you like to do."
I squeeze some lotion on her thighs, and spread it out, my chest pressed against her back. "Sometimes, suffering isn't fun. Pain isn't always whips and chains, girl."
"I know, Sir," she answers quietly.
"Good, that will make this a lot easier."



She looks back at me over her shoulder, surprised.
"Get up, Dinah."
As quick as she can, she gets up, her toes in the sand, looking at me with anticipation.
"Kneel, girl. Hands on your knees. Do not move unless I tell you to."
Oh, she knows the position full well, and kneels next to me, her gaze downcast. She is beautiful like this, more beautiful than I have ever seen her. The sun has made little freckles appear on her sweet face, her body wrapped in her pink bathing suit. Yes, she is headstrong and defiant and clever, but also obedient and submissive and mine. I cannot stop looking at her face as tiny beads of sweat begin to appear. Her bottom lip quivers slightly, I know how challenging this pose is for her. It's already been 10 minutes.
"You suffer beautifully," I whisper in her ear as I brush a lock of hair from her face. My eyes roam over her body, her luscious curves, her soft belly and breasts. I see her breathing slow down as she sinks deeper into herself.
"Focus on me, girl. You please me so when you are obedient. Just a little longer, now. I enjoy watching you."
The muscles of her legs must be starting to hurt now, and I see the tiniest movement of her thigh. 15 minutes now, and I think it is about as much as she can handle with the sun burning on her skin, the sand biting into her flesh. When I look up at her face, a single tear rolls down her cheek. She is suffering for me. Not in a way she loves - whips and chains and intimacy - but all alone, in the sand, my eyes on her. Her strength amazes me, and I want to devour her.



I get up, running my fingers through her hair as I stand next to her. Reaching down, I wrap my arms around her waist.
"Good girl, Dinah. Up you go, now."
She takes a deep breath and I help her stand, seeing her wobble on unsteady legs. My arms still around her, I set her down in the lounge chair. She lays down, her eyes soft and far away, a small smile on her lips. She takes another deep, shivery breath as I begin to massage her leg, easing the strained muscles. I talk to her softly, hypnotically, keeping her in this state of mind, this state of being. She rests on her arms, looking at me like a little girl, full of wonder and awe. I smile, my hands now moving to her other leg.
"You did so well, girl," I tell her, while my fingers knead her flesh, "So very well. Do you think you've deserved a reward, now?"
She tilts her head slightly, and there it is - she bites her bottom lip and I love it, I love how it makes her looks young and innocent, and I love knowing she's thinking about it carefully as best she can with her clouded mind. Very slowly, the words spill from her lips.
"That... that is not for me to decide, Sir."



In a heartbeat, I lay down on the lounge, pulling her on top of me. I laugh at her pained expression as she is on her knees again, even though I rubbed most of the soreness from her muscles.
"I think you deserve a reward, if you work for it a little, sweetheart. You're allowed to take your pleasure, if you have the strength left."
Reaching between us, I push my swimming trunks down just enough to expose myself. I'm hard as a rock, I always seem to be when Dinah is around, and even more so when she's sitting on top of me, looking at me expectantly. My fingers pull the crotch of her bathing suit aside, feeling how moist she is.
"Good girl, a very good girl you are," I mutter as I guide myself into her. She groan deeply as she lowers herself on me, wrapped around me tight as a glove, warm and wet and heavenly. My hands cup her bum, and I urge her to move.
"You'd better move, girl, before I help you."
The warning seems to have done the trick, as she rolls her hips against me, again and again. She matches her rhythm to the waved rolling onto the beach, and I smile at her, nodding my approval. Her thighs quiver from the exertion, her face tense with need and concentration. My hands move to her hips and I push up into her, pulling her down on me at the same time. Her little mews are cute and helpless and needy, and they make me even harder. I'm close, but the girl needs to cum, first. She's deserved it, and she's working hard enough for it as it is.
I hear her breathing change, and drive myself into her soft warmth, again and again, growling, "Cum for me girl, cum for me."
And as she falls forward, her hands on my chest, clamping down on me as spasms tear through her body, I close my eyes and feel myself explode inside her.



Panting, sweaty and spent, I pull my girl off me, and into my arms. She settles back against me, breathing hard.
"Thank you, Sir," she manages, and I caress her hair.
And I whisper in her ear, "I am proud of you, sweetheart."
With a giggle, she looks up at me. "We're all dirty now, Sir. We may need to go for a swim.
I close my thigh against her sides, and hold her tightly. "You will do no such thing for the next half hour. Give an old man a moment, girl. We'll see after that."
Utterly content, I close my eyes, feeling her giggling against my chest.
Yes, this is a great holiday, indeed.



WS Furniture used:
::WS:: Summer bench
::WS:: Beach Lounge

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Styling, photography and erotica: Voice Restless
Models: AnneMarie Somersley & ForeignThoughts Resident

Wings of an Angel

A wildflower is described as a free spirit, uncultivated by the mainstream, bravely growing wild and free. The beauty of the wildflower is in the eyes of the beholder.  And what a sight it is. It is quite evident when you look at what surrounds it. What sprung from its creativity, its imagination, and its depths……This wildflower goes by another name. This is the story of Angelina:

“I was an avid Sims player before Second Life.... it was not spontaneous enough for me, enter second life..... I adore SL, the friends I have made here over the years and the creative outlet it allows me to explore. I have learnt a lot about D/s though the safety of SL, to a point I could explore in reality armed with knowledge gained here. I own and run a BDSM sim (Creamy’s). The lifestyle is something close to my heart. I encourage others to enjoy a safe sane and consensual play at my sim.”

Angelina tells this reporter, ”It is an Exclusive D/s, BDSM, Roleplay and Education Island.”

“I had no idea, I didn't think I would be here for as long. There have been ups and downs along the way, as my profile reads I have lost and made some friends along the way, those Dear to me are few and very precious.”

“ I love SL photography and building, creating scenes for others to enjoy at Creamy's, that will enhance their Roleplay and SL experience. My latest passion has been creating burlesque shows, I adore the dressing up and the sensuality of it all.”

“I have wanted to provide others entertainment at Creamy's besides life artists and DJ's. I have a good friend (Amethyst Dovgal) who dances in shows, I had been part of a production she did for the fantasy faire one time and loved it. I approached her asking if she would be interested in joining me and it snowballed from there... We have a beautiful troupe of dancers who also create the dances and scenes. Together we provide the diversity of the shows.”

When asked what her ideal day would look like she responded by saying:

“A full English breakfast before a full day of shopping, home for a bath and change into something gorgeous for a night of dancing with my nearest and dearest. “

Angel ended the interview by explaining why she loves WS Creations furniture so much.

 ”I love the style, they are unique to other items I had seen in Second Life. I love the animations, the designs and the texturing. I am a snob when it comes to what I buy... WS Creations is something to be shouted about and shown off! I adore the creations..... Please keep up the good work.”

 

WS Furniture Used :

::WS:: Domination Throne

:::WS:: Interrogation chair

::WS:: Objectification Pedestal

::WS:: Beach Lounge

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By Deavne Resident

Photography by Pacesoftly Resident

Good, good, good, good Vibrations

It was not only a pleasure but also a privilege to sit with our next interviewee. She is an outgoing, vivacious Domme who has become a successful Femdom group and landowner. “Strict Venus Femdom SSC, a group opened since exactly 5 years this month!” she tells me with such enthusiasm that you just want to start doing a happy dance with her. Her name is Kika and this is her story:

When asked how she heard about WS Creation her response was as follows:

“Being a Femdom owner makes me get in touch daily with like-minded people. WS Creations is so very often the favorite brand of many of the ladies of our land that I knew the furniture by Dommes referral since a long time. The high quality and the class of the BDSM furniture are well known in the Femdom SL scene, and I can confirm that myself - after a deep testing on our submissives.                 * Evil grin.“

“I fell in love with the unique style of the WS Creations Sexy Furniture: they are specifically made for Femdom as well, so they are just perfect for the purpose. Their style with the low prim design, the cure in the textures, and the quality animations - and there are so many! - Just suits my needs to perfection.“

“ I was very curious to experience the WS Creations furniture. In the beginning I was looking for new Femdom chairs and devices for the land, so I tested to start the WS Dominatrix Chair: simply fantastic! Either the solo, either the couple poses are so many to choose from: there is one for any occasion! But there was much much more... The WS Bucket n Rag for example!  I remember when first testing it on a submissive here on the land: I clicked the bucket to Capture him in RLV for a few minutes at first, forcing him to clean and wipe the floor... "There are still stains on the floor, bad bad sub!" - he was clearly not cleaning properly the pavement! So I jumped on his back, starting to bounce on him until he begged for mercy with his face still on the dirty floor. "Please, Miss, I beg you!" he was whining. "I will scrub the floor until no stain will be left!" I added more time on the timer and the poor boy had to keep scrubbing for 30 minutes more... * grins.”

“Rating an item of WS Creations can only mean: 5 stars, not less! The quality and attention in building their furnitures, the attention to details, the chance to customize textures easily via menu make their creations a five stars rating!”

Curiosity, brought this reporter to the next question, which was what brought her to SL?

“Like I said I am the owner of a Femdom land: Strict Venus Femdom SSC, a group opened since exactly 5 years this month! We have been moving the land several times since then but most people is still coming to visit since a long time! I joined SL almost 10 year ago, upon referral of a RL friend, who talked to me about it. I was curious and joined on my own, roaming around during the first months, not being a regular on-line. After some time my RL friend introduced me to a Domme friend of him online who got me in the magical shiny world of online Femdom! I was BDSM curious already in RL - but keeping it private, and not yet in a comfy role other than my natural Fetishist nature. SL was at that time the amusement park for BDSM people. There were many playgrounds and meeting areas, and a few big Femdom lands. I found my home in one of them, where I started exploring my Domme side and becoming comfortable in expressing the nature that was in me since my first years of life: leading people.  The natural evolution was holding an own place; I did twice. The first club was a Francophone mixed BDSM land, in partnership with my best SL friend in those years: Taxandria. The adventure lasted a few years, then we decided both to move on in SL, and I started my own Strict Venus, where I spend most of my day on-line”

Kika continued on to say….,” Addiction. That's the first word that comes to my mind! * Laughs! I was very skeptical in the beginning about SL: I was not fully understanding its potential, until - as most of us did experience themselves - I have been taking by my hand by friends and shown the marvels and wonders of this virtual reality, that I take now as an extension of my RL potential, and expression of my creativity in a 3D environment.”

What would an ideal day look like?

“Yawns and stretches in the bed. Opens her eyes and looks at her side. he ran to be kneeling there on a rug as he heard her movements in the bed, ready to serve in a pretty little apron - and nothing else. "Good morning, my Mistress and love!" he smiles, happy to see her awake. "Your caffelatte is about to be ready in a minute, upon your command, just the way you like it! The sun is shining today and being Saturday morning you'll have the whole day at your disposal. And me as well, as per usual, and as it should be, my Mistress!" he laughs with her sleepy smile, happy to have a whole weekend ahead. She moves on the side of the bed, ruffling his hair and softly kissing his lips: "A whole weekend ahead... Is this the prelude of some naughties?" grins and looks in his eyes. "Whatever you'll decide it to be, my Mistress, I am ready!". Her eyes shine and she gets fully awake at the thought: "Shopping!!" she laughs, and stands next to him, to receive his devoted sub-hug. "But first, as we said: coffee! Hurry up in the kitchen, and serve me breakfast!". he does not need one more second to scoot and start her computer on the way to the kitchen.  As she sits lazily to read news and email, the lovely boy would reach up from his knees to offer breakfast with a big smile, and stay there on his cushion on the floor, getting an occasional ruffle on his hair while she plans the day ahead.”

Her wit and imagination became more apparent as the interview went on.

“ I have got ideas. That's my best skill! Of course even better is to try and put them into practice, when possible. A sub or two can help, often... * grins. I enjoy my creative side, and I like the medium SL to express things that often I can't in RL. An example? Moving furniture with no effort! I like decorating places and people, and that's a thing I really enjoy on SL.  I like to take care of the look of the land or our submissives. Speaking of which, "sissy boy: come here for the inspection!" she calls, with a grin on her face. "Let's take a good look at you.. No no no. This is totally wrong for the day. You'll need a new maid uniform for the service today! Let's see what we can get for you... Pink latex would be just... Perfect!" she says, browsing the stores for a good and skimpy uniform. "Try this one on, and add these latex matching stockings and boots. A good sissy must look pretty!" she says with a smile down at the boy, adjusting the pink bow on his hair. As soon as he is ready, she asks him to turn around and show her the creation, with a little walk and a curtsy.  She smiles satisfied and snaps her fingers to request her well deserved glass of champagne: "Now we're talking, pretty thing. You are ready to serve!"

Can you tell the readers how Strict Venus came about?

“How it came about, what sort of place it is...ect:  Strict Venus Femdom SSC was born five years ago, and had its inauguration party on the 19th of June of 2011. The theme of the land - other than Femdom of course - and its flavor was inspired by the Roman Goddess Venus who represented Love and Beauty. The "Strict" part was meant to give her a D/s streak towards Femdom. Beauty is what always inspired all the buildings on the various sim where the Femdom has been wandering through the years, with different styles. The land is not an high-traffic one but we always preferred quality over quantity: for me SL is not a business but a pleasure and an extension for my creativity and the purpose has always been to create a nice environment in the spirit of Mutual Respect above all and SSC. The full spirit of the place can be guessed immediately from the land rules."

“Harmony between all Ladies and subs with no space for abusing - unless it's consensual, of course! - Are the main traits of this welcoming land, where beginners can have an easy start, and experienced people can relax in a comfortable environment.  Come visit on the new location in Amara."

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:::WS:: Mistress Chair

::WS:: Bucket n Rag rag

::WS:: Beach Lounge
::WS:: Objectification Pedestal

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By Deavne Resident

Photography by Christee Lutrova

Making Fireworks

It is a beautiful day, it really is. The 4th of July couldn't have been better. The sun was out all day, and it's still warm even though the sun is close to setting now. I wrap my arm around Kim's shoulders, and she smiles contently. I know she normally doesn't like events with a lot of people, but the bands playing in the park just a few blocks down were too good to skip. She looks ravishing, too, in her little blue dress and heels, even when she's making funny faces while she playbacks the last song of the set.
"Let's go and find a place for the fireworks," I suggest as the song ends, and she nods.
"Yes, it'll be dark soon, won't it?"
"Oh, I'm sure it will."
As we walk towards the boulevard, on the old side of town, I take her hand and pull her close to me. I don't think I've ever enjoyed couples stuff, but Kim is different. Wild. Fun.
The people standing at the water's edge are all looking up, hypnotized, as the first fireworks start to explode. Suddenly, I feel Kim pulling on my hand, pulling me back, away from the crowd.
"Come, Jake," she whispers with the naughtiest grin, "Let's make some fireworks, ourselves."


We walk towards the little streets, and she pulls me into a side street. Even the bricks feel warm as she presses me against the wall, just out of the light of a street lamp. There's a condom vendor on the wall, and Kim giggles - it is every sort of wrong, and that makes it all the better to be standing here, in an alley with a big crowd of people just around the corner.
"A day out with you is an adventure," I grin as she leans up against me, kissing me as the sky turns blue with fireworks.
My hands rest on the small of her back, holding her tightly. She knows what she's doing, she always knows, as her tiny little dress rides up ever so slightly. It is no wonder I stuck around, no wonder I never want to let her go.



She moves her hips against me and I feel my cock swelling. I need her, the little tease. Wondering if she'll allow it, I grab her hips and turn us round, pushing her up against the wall. She groans softly and wraps her arms around my neck, kicking one of her heels up to rest against the wall. I lean down to kiss her deeply, greedily, and she melts against me, warm and soft. Grinning, I push my knee between her thighs, and finally, I have pressed too far.



"Down, Jakey," she says lazily, her forearms pressing down on my shoulders. I get on my knees, fingertips trailing along her legs, from thigh to knee to shapely calve as I go. I feel her hands in my hair and look up at her.
"Be a good boy, and I may let you cum," I catch her saying through the noise of the cheering and the fireworks, right before her fingers tighten in my hair and pull my head towards her. I kiss the inside of her thigh, pulling her panties to the side as she rests a leg on my shoulder. She is warm, and wet, and I feel her muscles flexing against my shoulder, urging me on.
"Yesssss," she hisses the moment I kiss her lips, and I slowly continue my exploring. With long, slow licks, I drive her mad. With every press of my flat tongue against her clit, I feel her thighs quivering. One hand leaves my hair and I see her balling it into a tight fist. I know her, I know her responses, I know her better than I know my own body, and I know this means she is close. For a moment, red light from above floods us, and I see her red, parted lips, eyes closed and face strained. So I carefully part her lips and push two fingers inside her, my lips and tongue on her clit, and hope the fireworks will cover her cries.



She is still shivering against me, her breathing strained and irregular, when her hand in my hair starts pulling me up. I look at her, her heated face, her dark eyes, and see her lips moving soundlessly, forming the words I have been dying to hear. "Fuck me."
I gently move her leg away from my shoulder and stand up, placing it around my waist. I fumble with my zipper, my fingers slippery with her juices, and finally manage to get myself free. With one hand, Kim pulls me close to her, and I pin her against the wall with my body, guiding myself into her.
It is divine, there is no feeling like it, and I thrust into her, forgetting that I am only doing this now because she allows it. It is too powerful to fight, and I hold her hips tightly, feeling her dress hitch up more and more as I push her up the wall with each thrust. Her moans tell me it's OK, that she's enjoying it as much as I am. I need her, she's been teasing me for weeks, denying me this, and I greedily take her. She presses her heel against me, pulling me in deeper, and faster.
"Go on Jake," she breathes, and it is all I need. I crash into her, once, twice, three times, and stars explode like the fireworks above.



I lean heavily against her, breathing hard as she caresses my face, my arms. She rests her head on my shoulder and we stand there quietly, both trying to catch our breath, both simply being. Kim and me, just us. 
"My Jake," she whispers in my ear, and I grunt. "You did so well... That was amazing..."
I can't help but smile, and pull her close to me. "Let's go home, Kim. We can see the rest of the show from there."
She slowly entangles herself from me, and I hear her heel ticking on the floor. Her hand slips under the hem of her dress, adjusting her panties, smoothing the fabric over her hips, as I wiggle everything back into place, zipping up. I am glad home is not a long walk.
I lean down to wrap my arms around her, and she sighs contently.
"You are right, Jake. Let's go home. It's time to put your chastity device back on."
I groan, already knowing the feel of the little cage around my cock all too well. But that is us, too, after all.





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Styling, photography and erotica: Voice Restless
Models: AnneMarie Somersley & ForeignThoughts Resident