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Under Paige's Panties ...

Peplove — Mon, 14 May 2012 21:51:26 GMT

Crawled Madeline during our last HOT photo shoot!

Did Paige grab that acrylic cane and teach Madeline a lesson?

Did Madeline sneak a whiff of Paige's sweet scent, or a glance at her tiny panties?

All we can tell you is ... serious naughtiness ensued. Call Paige (505) 399-0139 and Madeline (505) 907-2312 to find out all the dirty details!

Have You Given Us a Piece ...

Peplove — Thu, 10 May 2012 14:57:07 GMT

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Max Rulz Anchors "The Emotional News"!

Peplove — Tue, 08 May 2012 14:41:29 GMT

Check out PEP's very own scintillating domina, Max Rulz, on "The Emotional News"!

Max discusses current, pressing issues--with FEELING! She watches the news and some of that shit makes her CRAZY! "The Nobility," she says, "think people are stupid--are we?"

Max calls it like she sees it, with her intelligent, direct, and comical view.

Max Rulz, available through Dom Direct, and Sera Miles (505) 217-6110

To book an erotic and exciting call with Max, please call our LoveLine: (505) 255-9255!

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Kidnapped by Lady Liz & Mistress Medora!

Peplove — Mon, 07 May 2012 15:40:25 GMT

Finally, Friday—payday—arrives! I half-run, half-skip to the local watering hole to meet my buddy Fred. He’s not here yet, so I order a pint and wings. As I raise that cold glass to my lips the door creaks open. I turn expecting to see Fred, but instead I see a stunning tall woman. Her outfit alone is making my jeans feel tight. She’s wearing leather chaps (and instantly I try to imagine her naked under those chaps), a fringed vest, and a leather hat. She walks with such confidence. I know I’m staring, but I can’t help it! The lady moves to a booth in the back, but I can still see her—talk about eye candy!

Lady Liz (772) 293-9393

My phone buzzes—it’s Fred, texting that he can’t make it, something about an accident and road closures. Sitting alone, then, all I can do is fantasize about the gorgeous leather woman. I imagine going over to say how much I love her fringed vest, and reaching out to touch it, and “accidentally” touching her ample breast. I envision her nipple poking through and caressing it … and her mouth, oh god her mouth, it’s so luscious. The things I’d do if only I could muster the courage to approach her!

She’s smiling and waving! I almost fall off my chair, thinking she’s waving to me. But, I see another woman walking to that back booth, a woman also covered in leather. That long black leather skirt is a wet dream in and of itself! I must be dreaming, because the second lady is approaching me!

“If you grab your wings and beer and come sit with us, it might help you to stop staring at us,” she says. Her fiery red hair swings as she turns and walks away.

Well, what does a man do when he’s commanded to join two beautiful ladies in leather? He must follow orders. The women order a table full of food. I love women who eat, for that indulgence quite possibly translates into an appetite for other indulgent activities … I have no idea what they talk about, for up close to such beauty, I can’t fathom a thought. Then, each lady grabs my arm, hard.

“You’re being kidnapped,” the dark-haired woman says.

I look at the mirror on the wall. I’m with two angels in leather. Yes, no sign of wings, but I drink in the sight of those leathered backs and asses! I can’t believe this—I must have hit my head, for I’m having the fantasy of my life.

Uh-oh. I haven’t been paying attention, and they can tell. You know the look on women’s faces when they catch you wandering off … But they are nice to me. The raven-haired beauty, who I’ve learned in Lady Liz, says, “Would you like to see what I just bought?”

Medora (505) 260-1324

A wise man always indulges a beautiful woman and her shopping habit, so I respond affirmatively.

“Put your hand under the table,” she says.

WOW! Am I going to feel her silky underwear?

Her friend, Medora, tells me to put my other hand under the table, too. I feel something smooth close around my wrists. Is this really happening? I’ve seen these things at the leather store, and I’ve coveted cuffs …Lady Liz laughs, and it’s such a wicked sound.

“You’re being kidnapped. Cooperate and we’ll all have fun. By the way, Fred says ‘happy birthday.’”

Fred! He set me up! That … Oh god, the women are yanking me up, marching me out of the bar. I stumble outside and a cop car slows down in front of us. It’s my chance to escape, right? Oh no. Lady Liz says to the concerned cop, “Hello, Sargent Cooper. We’re just making sure our friend gets home—he’s had a few drinks.”

“That’s great, Liz,” Sargent Cooper replies. “It’s always a pleasure to see you. Would you reserve a dance for me at the gala next weekend?”

“You’re so charming, Sargent, I’ll give you at least two dances with me.”

Good thing I didn’t speak up—the man’s obviously in love with Liz.

I’m corralled down an alley and then stairs. Medora opens a door and the place smells like flowers—flowers and … leather? Sweat? Yes. Oh god, yes. The lights are dim. I stumble and fall to the floor. Lady Liz approaches me, a shiny knife between her fingers. She laughs and cuts off all my clothes—even my skivvies! I’m so embarrassed to be naked in front of these women. They chat in a language foreign to me, and they’re laughing so hard. I’m thrown face down onto a futon, and then cuffs click around my ankles!

Stay tuned to find out what happens to Liz and Medora's kidnapping victim!

Soak Up the Sexy!

Peplove — Fri, 04 May 2012 14:13:26 GMT

Mistress Kali Ward (702) 341-0585

As the temperature rises, Mistress Kali loves to dip in her pool while she takes you on the fantasy ride your naughty and deviant self needs ... Don't hold back! Treat yourself this weekend and soak up all the sexy talk you can!

HOT New Specials for May 2012!

Peplove — Wed, 02 May 2012 15:05:33 GMT

Nancy Ava Miller, (505) 281-6262 & Madeline, (505) 907-2312, showing off Pervert!

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The Missing Tail: Mistress Kara's Tale of Impending Punishment

Peplove — Thu, 26 Apr 2012 15:29:58 GMT

Over the years that I have been with PEP, Ms. Sera and I have always had a great relationship. We became friends, then we played and did double calls together. After that, when I was the director of PEP and she was an S&M office girl, I had to teach her a lesson or two.

Recently, Sera and I got together at Nancy’s for a photo party.

Sera and Ms. Madeline came to pick me up so that we could drive to Nancy’s mountain home together. I had a lot to bring: toys, clothing, extra shoes. So, Sera asked if she could help. Of course I said, Please! She took two of my bags out to the trunk, and I hopped into the front seat.

After we got there and my stuff was unloaded, I couldn't find one of my whips, the Dragon’s Tail, a beautifully wicked piece I bought last year at EvoRevo. I looked and looked and asked the girls if they had my toy, or if it fell out into the trunk. Both Sera and Madeline claimed they hadn’t seen it.

A few hours later, after we’d taken photos and were enjoying dinner, my lover called. He asked me if I was missing something. I looked directly at Sera as I was speaking and said, “YES, I am missing the dragon’s tail.”

He laughed and said, “Well, as I was leaving I found it on the driveway in front of the house!”

Still looking at Sera and Madeline I said, “My dragon’s tail was on the driveway??” Inside I was laughing, but I spoke harshly and Sera cringed at my words ... Her face turned red as I continued to glare at her. I told my lover, “Someone is going to pay for this. I wonder if we drove over it with the car. It is, after all, one of my favorite toys.”

Madeline quickly reminded the stuttering Sera that only Sera had taken my bags out to the car. Sera gulped, eyes big and wet.

Kara (505) 217-3605, Sera (505) 217-6110, Madeline (505) 907-2312

Here is a picture from after the little incident, as Madeline and I enjoyed a post-dinner smoke and Sera, well, she was only allowed to sit with us … and during this time, I advised Sera that there would be punishment ... After the punishment has been meted out, rest assured, I’ll tell you all about it.

Waiting by the Side of the Road ... Madeline's Fantasy of Humiliation, Trepidation, and Degradation

Peplove — Tue, 24 Apr 2012 21:33:10 GMT

Madeline (505) 907-2312

Not answering your call is never an option. But before I could say “hello,” your voice growled, Wear your shortest skirt. Your highest heels. A sheer thong. Walk to the corner and wait. A car will pull up. Get in. No arguing, no questions. Now.

Click.

As I dressed and made up my face, applying an extra layer of mascara, I hoped it would be you in that car. Worry spread through me: what if it wasn’t you? What did you have planned? How long would I have to wait for my questions to be answered? I tried to convince myself that I wasn't worried and that you always have my best interest in mind. Still, what if ...

I couldn't help but let my hands wander as I pictured standing on the side of the road, my skirt riding up the back of my thighs--exposed to frigid night air, icy air that still can't combat the swell of heat growing in my cunt. These were my orders, and I am determined to follow them even though I don't understand and am scared.

I am walking now and my feet, still not used to the five inch heels, ache. I will think about how silly it was to worry about my foot pain later; it will become one of hundreds of inane thoughts that come later as I am brutalized and humiliated. But for now, in this moment, my feet hurting and cold wind molesting my ass cheeks comprise my only complaints.

Headlights approach and my first emotion is relief. But those what ifs return. As the car rolls to a stop and the backdoor opens, panic lights up in my chest. I climb in and try to peer through the separation glass. Not caring how foolish I sound, I cautiously ask, "Sir?"

No answer.

Again, louder, "Sir?!" I'm trying to sound calm and demanding but my voice trembles and betrays me. "SIR?!" I scream. I no longer give a shit if I get in trouble for speaking without respect to you--I am terrified.

No fucking answer.

I give up calling out. I focus on getting out. I want out, I want out of the car, I want out of the scene, I want out of the state if possible. The doors are locked, and I am forced to sit and sweat it out. My hands are slick with apprehension.

My hands are not the only part of my body that is wet.

I am sick, I keep thinking. How can I possibly be aroused right now? How deranged do I have to be if the lust is bubbling up and peering through my overwhelming trepidation--downright fear, even?

In what feels like hours but may have been minutes, the car stops. Before I can decipher who is touching me, a gag is shoved in my mouth and I am blindfolded. Hands roughly pull my hair back and my throat is exposed. Indignation and the will to fight rise up in me. I try to run but your hand—your rough fingers, your soft, thick palm I recognize—wrapped around my throat stops me. The laughter I hear erupt from deep within your belly chills me.

More terrifying—consequently more arousing—is the hardness I feel grow beneath your belly. Even through your pants, your hard cock hitches up my skirt a little more. Moaning in what can't be described precisely as either whorish lust or victim-like fear, I back my ass into that hardness. I want to get away only slightly less than I want to be fucked ruthlessly.

My face is red, flushed with the desire to be used … and embarrassed at my gaping well of need ….

Call Madeline and share your fantasies ... and perhaps you can finish hers ... ? (505) 907-2312

Serving Lady Liz, Part Three

Peplove — Thu, 19 Apr 2012 14:16:29 GMT

Lady Liz, (772) 293-9393

To catch up on Lady Liz' story, check out our first post here and part two here.

Our narrator had just entered Lady Liz’ dungeon when we last left him …

She ordered me to take off my t-shirt. Then, she circled me, and I felt like a buck at the market, being checked over by prospective buyers. She unbuttoned my jeans, and at her touch, I feared I would do the most unmanly thing and faint! Then, she pulled my pants down and told me to run to the opposite corner. Yes, you guessed it, I had to run with my pants down! Her laughter, ripe and joyous, erupted, and I swore to do anything to make her laugh again.

“I see you chose a nice pair of tan pantyhose, very good, you know how to listen,” she said. “Go on your knees!”

I dropped so fast to my knees. Her voice mesmerized me. I was powerless to her commands, I could do nothing but as she wished. She touched my neck, ohhh boy! She was actually touching me! I have dreamed about this since I was a wee little lad! Such a commanding woman touching me!

“I am Lady Liz,” she said as her long nails stroked my chin, “and as long as you wear my collar you are under me. Although right now you are so excited you would be totally useless to me. Nothing like leaving you here for a while to relax a bit! If you keep this much excitement up your head might explode!”

She walked up the stairs. I was bound to a chair, and last thing I recalled was Lady Liz putting a collar on me. Then, the minute she placed a rope on my wrist, my mind went very still and all I could feel was the rope on my skin. It was like having an orgasm to the power of ten. She was right about me being too excited. It felt so amazing to be tied … I know whoever is reading this will think I am crazy, but until you experience being tied up by such a lovely woman you have not lived! I could give up beer and chocolate and maybe even coffee to be able to be here!

If I wasn't all tied up I would be jumping around screaming, but ohh wait I am gagged too! Cool!

My thoughts raced, “She tied me up! She gagged me! I made her laugh! I am COLLARED, collared I am telling you!”

I better be a good boy and calm myself so I can be useful to my Lady. If I am really good she may use some of the special toys hanging all around this room. For now I really have to concentrate on calming down, like she said! Oh how could I not listen to such a lovely voice! And her figure, worth a triple whistle!

Sera & Daphne's Fun in Nashville!

Peplove — Wed, 18 Apr 2012 15:59:28 GMT

Sera recently attended the Leather Leadership Conference in Nashville, where along with learning, schmoozing, and playing hard, she got to spend a delightful afternoon with PEP's Daphne!

Sera and Daphne stopped by Leather by Danny's room to check out his toys--and Daphne couldn't leave without buying one of Danny's incredible split thumpers--after Sera tried it out on Daphne's ample behind.

Then, the Daphne and Sera trotted down to Dr Clockwork's room, to check out his amazing violet wand kits. They got quite kinky with his electrical cords ... perhaps they'll even let you see what they did in a future post ...

Finally, the ladies retired to Sera's room for cocktails, girl talk, and beauty rituals. They stripped down to their undies, and Sera caught Daphne in quite the compromising position ...

Call Sera at (505) 217-6110 and Daphne through Dom Direct (505) 255-9255 to hear all the dirty details of their Nashville adventure!

Celebrate Twilight's Tenth Anniversary & Save $20!

Peplove — Fri, 13 Apr 2012 20:35:36 GMT

Today marks ten years of PEP joy for Mistress Twilight! Help her ring in a new decade of sexy PEP conversation and save $20 off any-length call with Twilight!

Twilight (575) 770-4575

Sorry! Specials cannot be combined. You must request this offer when arranging billing for your call.

Offer expires at midnight on Monday, April 16, 2012

Libby Relaxes ... And You're the Carpet!

Peplove — Fri, 13 Apr 2012 15:51:04 GMT

Stay right there. Don't move, don't quiver, don't tremble. Libby's ready to walk all over you--feel the soles of her feet on your back, your ass and thighs ... Feel the pressure of each of her curved pink toes ...

Libby's going to put her feet up--on you.

And aren't you lucky? Maybe you'll get luckier, and she'll allow you to suck on her toes, worship the crevices between each pink digit. Maybe, just maybe, you'll feel her toes on your balls and then ...

You'll explode, won't you foot boy?

Call Libby and explore all of your fetishes! (215) 904-0150

NEW GIRL INITIATION

Peplove — Tue, 10 Apr 2012 15:38:27 GMT

That's right, boys--Twilight and Sera decided it was high time for NEW GIRL INITIATION.

Over the years, you've seen Twilight and Sera take all the new girls through serious paces: flogging, caning, humiliation, ass licking, pussy kissing ... What did those mean bitches do to Cassie and Paige?

Here's a sneak peek:

Sera takes a bite out of Paige ...

Twilight teases Cassie with the cane while Sera's breasts smother Cassie ...

Stay tuned for the FULL story of how Twilight and Sera teased and tortured Cassie and Paige and declared, "This won't be the last time, new girls ..."

Twilight (575) 770-4575

Sera (505) 217-6110

Cassie (505) 463-6948

Paige (505) 399-0139

Sneak Peek of Our HOT Photo Shoot!

Peplove — Sat, 07 Apr 2012 22:41:48 GMT

Sera, Cassie, Madeline, Kara, Paige, and Twilight got together yesterday and got busy ... taking sexy pictures of their, ahem, proclivities. The rooms were full of dildos, floggers, ball gags ... and the smell of wet pussy.

Check out a sneak peek--and come back next week for more!

Mistress Kara whispering to Sera ... what about? "A little mis-hap," Sera would say. "A serious trangression, deserving of punishment," Mistress Kara will tell you.

Cassie, Madeline, Paige, Sera, and Twilight--this was taken at the end of the shoot, when the ladies just couldn't keep it in their panties anymore! As usual, Twilight and Sera got the orgy going with some ass to mouth action.

Call us to find out all the dirty details!

Cassie: (505) 463-6948

Madeline: (505) 907-2312

Paige: (505) 399-0139

Sera: (505) 217-6110

Twilight:: (575) 770-4575

Kara: (505) 217-3605

Welcome Back Madam Cynthia!

Peplove — Thu, 05 Apr 2012 20:57:26 GMT

Cynthia (602) 441-4553

Madam Cynthia is BACK and ready to play! PEP's switchable sadomasochistic loves all aspects of kink and eroticism! Sissy boys, prepare to serve! Anal sluts, prepare to open wide! Slaves, prepare to suffer!

Call Cynthia to revel in your fantasies, and to also laugh, share, and enjoy the freedom of being yourself with a woman who harbors no taboos, no judgment. Madam Cynthia missed you and we know you missed her!

Dr Lynne Says, "Time for Your Exam!"

Peplove — Wed, 04 Apr 2012 14:23:43 GMT

Lynne (410) 719-9026

Open up! Dr Lynne's ready to slide that cold metal inside you and spread you open all the way ... till she can see every nook and cranny of your most secret, private parts ... Relax and breathe, and the exam won't hurt a bit ...

Dr Lynne will check you out head to toe and ensure you're in optimal health--before her sadistic streak lets loose on your vulnerable, naked flesh!

Call Lynne to explore the ins and outs of medical play! Rectal exams are her specialty, and don't fret--Dr Lynne will make sure she exams every inch of you!

A Spring Bouquet of Savings!

Peplove — Tue, 03 Apr 2012 16:30:48 GMT

Alice (931) 538-8687

Call us now and save on our April shower of savings! (Speaking of showers ... love golden showers? Showers of cum? Brown showers? Sex in the shower? We love it ALL at PEP!)

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Enjoy these specials as often as you wish through April 2012!

Specials cannot be combined. Sorry! Specials do not apply to calls with Nancy or Dom Direct. You must request these specials when arranging initial billing for your call.

Missed Mistress Nikki?

Peplove — Fri, 30 Mar 2012 14:44:04 GMT

Nikki (260) 444-5535

Lucky boy, you don't have to miss her any more!

Mistress Nikki is back, ready to delve into the art of S&M with you! Mistress Nikki invites your devotion, servitude, and enslavement! Sissy whores, pain sluts, and kneeling slaves: call Mistress Nikki to experience the joy of fantasy-cum-reality ...

Serving Lady Liz, Part Two

Peplove — Thu, 29 Mar 2012 14:54:59 GMT

When we last left our narrator, he was donned in pantyhose and waiting for Lady Liz at Starbucks, after carefully following her instructions …

Lady Liz, (772) 293-9393

I scanned the room, and worried that I’d messed up. No one there even looked like a dominatrix! Oh no, there’s another Starbucks a block from here, I thought. I started sweating with nerves. Is my pant leg raised enough? I was the only fool in the room not wearing or carrying a winter coat, and I was bathed in sweat, but every time the door opened, cold arctic air blasted me. After half an hour, I was cold, my nerves were frayed, and I was incredibly disappointed.

I dashed for my car. As my frozen fingers fumbled with the lock a voice said, “Did I tell you to leave yet?” I think I must be deliriously cold and hearing voices … “Come here and get in the car! How foolish of you to not wear a coat on the coldest day of the year!”

I tried to open the passenger door but it was locked, and I thought I’d really lost my marbles. Everything was moving in slow motion—it felt like I was ten years old and about to crash my bicycle, powerless to steer away from the impending collision … Any moment this woman is going to scream that a crazy guy is trying to break into her car! I thought. At least jail cells are heated …

“Slaves ride in the back seat,” the smooth voice said. Still moving in slow motion, I opened the door and got in the back seat, shivering.

And then the smell hit me: leather. I love leather! I smelled her leather coat and the hint of perfume. She turned toward me, and she was absolutely gorgeous, with curves and silky dark hair and creamy white skin.

We pulled into a garage. She told me to get out and to bring the Starbucks. She opened the door, and then stood by the coat rack. Like an idiot I stood right beside her. She finally asked, “Are you going to stand there or are you going to help me out of my coat?”

Just looking at her full length leather coat makes me drool—and touching it? Oh my. The leather teased my fingers as I pulled the coat off her shoulders, revealing her tight leather dress that accentuated her luscious curves. My bones felt like they were jello, as if I would melt into a puddle at any moment!

I had no time to melt, though. She marched me into the kitchen and told me to microwave her coffee for thirty-nine seconds.

I knelt and presented her with the coffee. She motioned for me to follow her, and down the stairs we went—and oh, oh! Exposed beams with chains and ropes hanging adorned the ceiling. The room was so dark. She led me into another room; excitement and fear welled within me. All the furniture I’d dreamed of being bound to lined the walls, along with floggers and wooden spoons and whips …

Call Lady Liz and tell her your fantasies! (772) 293-9393

Mistress Kara Now Available!

Peplove — Tue, 27 Mar 2012 23:55:04 GMT

Kara in New Mexico, (505) 217-3605 with Sera, (505) 217-6110

Ready for sexy, sultry talk? Humiliation? Strap-on play? Kara's School for Girls?

Need a good spanking? Love to kiss pretty red toes?

Kara loves all flavors of erotic play, from sweet and sensual to firm and disciplinary. An experienced Dominatrix, she'll guide you, cajole you, tease you, teach you ... and leave you panting.

Call now to experience the joy of sinning with Mistress Kara! (505) 217-3605