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Just a little summertime shot of Me to take your mind odd Snowmageddon.

Hey, I do Throw Back Thursday’s on Facebook. So why not do some here too? Hmmm… I think this is from around 2008. Before (L) and after ® a very brutal high heeled trampling session. And I don’t look any worse for the wear do

More from the same lovely afternoon, including the aftermath.

Thumbs up? Or…thumbs down?

This vision just makes Me melt. Especially if I ponder whether there might be a beautiful, smooth she-cock hiding under that thin rubber veil. Mmmmmmmmmmm… Should We just roll around and explore and enjoy each other? Or should we grab a lowly

Quiz time. Guess which is the GG girlfriend you have and which is the trans girlfriend you wished you had?

My My little slut. So much crying. So many tears. Fighting through the pain and fatigue is something you must learn to do. Buck up little slut. I’m only two hours into your training this evening. your going to be servicing at least a dozen

Alright tumblr pervs and devotees. you want My cum down your throat? you have to pay up front with equal amount of tears! you want a nice mouthful of goodness? Then bathe My insteps with tears as the whip comes down on you? Quid pro quo

Just lil ol Me, relaxing on top of My gimp at a fetish party in Florida.

Me, lounging by My yacht. Well…boat. Well…someone else’s boat. God, what sticklers for detail!!!

Pics of Me with assorted friends at Viva Wildside in Las Vegas. I’ll be attending again this May.

A few recent selfies of Your’s Truly. Just to keep it real.

A few recent pixies of Me from My trip to Vegas.

Imagine kneeling in front of this! Feeling your mouth and throat filled with with warm, beautifully hard shecock. Looking up into those exotic and mysterious eyes looking down on you. Feeling that hand on the back of your head pulling you down and holdi

When I fix you with this stare…it could be good…it could be bad! Either way…the wheels are turning. My sadistic mind is already busy, planning and plotting My next assault on you. It could happen now. Or…I may just beckon

Crawl to Me slave. I have a perfect mouthful for you behind this soft leather thong. you’ll be graded on how well you do. And I’m a very tough grader.

And believe Me, I DID! I had never kicked, stomped and trampled a slave as hard and long as I did that day years ago. I found My greatest passion. Completely breaking down a male at the ends of My toes and beneath My spiked heels. Intoxicating. Addic

Your’s truly, relaxing in ‘Domme Space’ after a nice harsh beat down. The sounds of whips snapping, the delightful percussion of heels slamming into their targets. The yelps and cries that spurred Me on. The pleas for mercy that

A fashion aside… I just adore wearing short shorts with stilettos. I love the outrageous sexiness of it. It just seems to push all My buttons, especially the Dominant ones. As I slide into them and stand tall in those spikes, I want to bring

Getting to this honored place takes some doing. A slave only gets there if he survives the foreplay. And that’s NOT an easy task. I make sure of that!

What would you give? What would you sacrifice? For the taste of those well turned ankles on your tongue… For the feel of a tan and toned calf against your lips pressed so tight… To know the smell and taste of a thousand dollar pair of

Me,showing the many uses I make of a slave. Carpet, seat and shoe shiner.

If this image doesn’t make you fall to the ground and wiggle after Me like the little worm you are…. If it doesn’t make you long to press your nose against that arch and breathe deeply…to press you lips against My insteps and

Assorted shots of Your’s Truly, cattin’ around in various places.

When I train a new sissy slut to be one of My ‘street meat moneymakers’, I make it a point to remind them what’s in store if I ever catch them skimming from Me. I find they listen much better when they’re pinned like a bug under

Your’s Truly…making the most of the dog days of summer. Relaxing and working on a tan. Now where the hell is that worthless slave with My fruity drink???

And believe Me, you’ll be graded on how far in you go. I expect passion. I demand it. And I’ll make you VERY miserable if I don’t feel that passion DEEP inside Me!

I have to take little breaks during a Friday night discipline session. A Girl’s arm gets tired you know! Not to mention the chance a pulled calf or hamstring if I neglected to stretch adequately beforehand. When break time is over, I’ll

A pic of yours truly a few years back in Inman Park in Atlanta.

Yours truly, chill in’ at home.

Me, taking a little rest before I climb back up on the rug du jour and punch a few more holes.

Me again. And yes, the perks are to die for.

I adore trampling hands. Hell,I adore trampling anything! And look at this slave. All these histrionics and I haven’t even gone to the heels yet!

Your’s truly, Mistress Divinyl. (Just so you know the person writing all this wonderful stuff isn’t some kid living in his Mom’s basement). Hahahaha

Some of My many moods. Mostly happy. Did I mention I love what I do?

A nice date. Dinner. A little dancing. Now…he’ll walk Me to the door like a good little gentleman. We’ll kiss. The kisses will grow deeper. He’ll get a little grabby. I’m used to that. Eventually,he’ll reach

The new office boy! In addition to waiting on My every need, running errands til he drops and withering under the torrent of verbal abuse I rain down on him, he must also serve as My toilet throughout the day. Of course, he fails in this task and will

Now explain to Me just why I should waste toilet paper like this when I have a perfectly suitable toilet slave like you around?

Your’s truly…setting the trap at a club in Vegas.

Just a few more pics from last weekend. Just to let you know I’m still alive. And definitely still kickin!

When a black widow finishes mating. She kills and eats Her mate. I’ve always thought We can learn a great deal from nature!

Wow A golden oldie of Me from the vault. Obviously before they upped the res on these pocket cameras! Haha

A leggy shot of yours truly, Mistress Divinyl

I do occasionally throw a shot of Me, Myself and I up here. Just to keep it real.

Yours truly, just lounging at home. I look so nice, normal and sane don’t I? So how can I dream up all this shit???

maybe I was born with an extra little clit up there. Because it sure feels good…so soooo good when a tongue is doing its magic up there. Maybe I’ll call it Mini Me! Hahaha

Lil ol Me, feeling mischievous. That’s a nice word for Horny! Time to kick back, spread My legs and ass cheeks and be pleasured for an hour or two.

you’ll be graded on your technique, your enthusiasm, skill and dedication. Extra points for juiciness, wet sucking sounds, tongue twirls and wags and gagging. Points off for teeth, clumsiness, fatigue and of course…spillage. (Did I even

Pick a color. Any color. Me btw.

See what I’m pointing at slave? That’s My sweet spot. Do your magic little tongue wagging right there and I’ll ‘supersize’ your reward. Every time!

It’s feeding time at ‘the zoo’. Open the cages. Hard to believe it’s Monday again already! Hahahahahahaha… Awwwwww, you must be hungry!

An oldie of Me and I do mean an oldie! Probably the fourth or fifth time I ever dressed. Sorry for the pixelation. I did that long ago to be able to post it on a site that prohibited nudity.

My used to be favorite pic! Shot years ago at The Hotel Rouge in D.C.

Back in the day, when I would spend hours every night chat in away on Yahoo Messenger. Then I opened a website which sucked all My time and energies. I miss the old days sometimes.

Lickably luscious.

A few shots of Me during the holidays.

Me, just hanging out and color coordinating. Haha

Funny how some things never change. Well almost never. Billy and I used to play dodge ball and ride our bikes on great adventures as little kids. Best of pals. Then My family moved away. But now…ten years later…I’m back. But

Me…trying to decide if I’ve enjoyed enough foreplay to let him worship My cock…or if I just want to have another go or two at him. As much as I love a warm set of lips gliding up and down Me…I love the feel of My heels sinking

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