For me, intimacy is a powerful aphrodisiac. I tap into it with callers a lot, finding their sweet spot and working it hard, seductively, sometimes ruthlessly. Of course, that all depends on who is wearing my collar and is tethered at the end of my leash. Some of my hottest calls take place at mixed play parties.

After intimate one-on-one preparation, we arrive in role. I'm wearing a red and gold brocade Dark Garden corset with knee high lace-up boots. A see-through chiffon skirt swirls around my legs as I stride forward. You are wearing a pair of black dress trousers and a white dress shirt, open at the collar—innocuous drag, except for the gleam of a metal collar encircling your neck. What you're wearing underneath is another part of the secret, invisible to outside eyes. But you know. As I lead you through the vestibule at a discreet distance behind me, your senses are galvanized by the sights, sounds, smells of people in various stages of play.

Inhale deeply. Take it in.

The room is large and opulent with chandeliers, bondage tables, slings, and overhead bondage stations. A chain cage hangs from the ceiling and trapped inside is my sweet friend; you recognize her shock of blonde hair. She's in bondage patiently waiting for her fisting. She licks her full red lips as I walk up to her and kiss her lightly through the chains. Dressed in a black patent leather waist cincher, garter belt, and nylons, she’s bare breasted and her feet are encased in very strict fetish ballet shoes. Black patent, the heels are impossibly high, narrowing down to a tiny point. She delicately shifts from one toe to the other trying to keep her balance, while I enjoy her efforts.

So hot.

The party is in full swing around us, scenes complex and inviting. I command you to kneel before me, as I take my place in one of the thrones reserved for Dommes. I consider you quietly, taking your measure, weighing the multiple possibilities. Finally, I allow you to look into my face. As you do, you see me undressing you with my eyes, and soon your clothes will follow suit as a couple of my girlfriends appear from the shadows to strip you naked. Shall I bend you over that bondage table? Prepare you for the strap-on you know I will be wearing in the next few minutes? Command you to wrap your mouth around its considerable length and girth, and then take you deeply from behind while slapping your ass, all in full view of everyone? 

Yes. I think that's a good beginning. All that … and much, much more. No hurry. After all, the evening is still young … and Rick, my gay friend wearing leather chaps is waiting in the wings, ready to join in when I give the signal, taking his place before your open mouth. I'll watch for a few moments as together … we take you down the next few notches and continue to have our way with you.

Mistress Kay Buckley (CA) (510) 922-8777

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Wicked Smiles ~ Kaye