My Stories, encounters & fantasy's
By
Evie Von Blonde 

Today I thought I’d tell you about one of my naughty boys his name is Bob.

Bob comes to Mistress Evie’s secret room and least once a month. Our time together would normally involve many forms of torturous pleasure and he is devoted to me.

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I decided to treat Bob today, no punishment today unless of course, Bob failed his task.

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He turned up for his therapy time and I inwardly smiled as I noticed his reaction to my outfit. Mistress Evie loves a tight PVC or leather outfit but today I was wearing a satin and lace robe loosely tied at the waist.

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You Look beautiful Mistress; please can I kneel before you?
 

Not today my naughty Bobby Boy. Today you have a special task. Have you been a Good Boy? Have you completed your homework for me?

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I had given Bob instructions, little jobs to perform throughout the week. Now what you don’t know about Bob is that he has a spouse. A spouse that doesn’t know the secrets I know.

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Please Mistress can I show you my homework.
 

Such an eager beaver aren’t you Bobby, have you forgotten your manners? Where are my kisses Bobby, don’t make me wait otherwise I won’t play nice?

Bob said he was sorry and begged forgiveness then sunk to his hands and knees and kissed my feet eight kisses on each foot. One for every toe, one on each ankle and one on the arch of my feet. What do you say to me now pretty boy?
 

Thank you, Mistress Evie.

For what?

Thank You Mistress for allowing me to worship and adore your beautiful feet.

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Such a good sweet little Bobby. Now your homework, show me the video and the pictures.

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This week Bob had posed in his bedroom wearing his wife’s clothes, her underwear, her tights, her dress. Before he dressed in her clothes, he needed to splash himself with an aftershave I had instructed him to buy. This would be unfamiliar to his wife but a strong male scent, nonetheless.
 

Whilst wearing her clothes he videoed himself applying her lipstick and wanking into a pair of her knickers then placing them back in the drawer. Still wearing the female outfit, he then took several photos of himself outside his front door, sitting in his car and in every room of his home.
 

I looked at the homework. You have been a good slave this week now you will have your reward. Undress yourself, put on the sparkly frilly apron that is hanging in the bathroom. You will then put your filthy little dick in the cock cage. I don’t want to see your winkle Bobby keep it out of sight. Now Bobby do you see the 2 bowls, the towels, the soap, the lathering brush, and the moisturiser?

He said he saw them.

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Now fill the bowls with warm water and bring all the equipment to me.

I lay down on the massage couch waiting for Bob to set up.

Once set up Bob knelt before me. If I allowed him to lift his bowed head, he would be eye level with my crotch.
 

Bobby my pretty boy, do you know what you’re going to do today?

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No Mistress

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You are such a lucky boy, tell me what you are.

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I’m such a lucky boy Mistress.
 

You are honoured Bobby, no one gets this pleasure Bobby, no one. Only my very special boy. Do you know what you are?

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I’m you’re VERY special Boy Mistress.

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Now lather the brush with soap and I will open my robe for you and then Your beautiful Mistress will allow you to gaze upon her vagina. Tell me what you are going to see Bobby.
 

I’m going to see your gorgeous vagina Mistress.
 

Yes, Bobby looks at my pussy, look how pretty it is. Now you’re going to make me wet and warm as you twirl the soapy brush over my pubic hair.

But Bobby…..Do you think you deserve to soap my cunt, Bobby? TELL ME

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Please Mistress Evie I adore you Please allow me to soap your cunt.

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I spread my legs for him as I nodded for him to apply soap to my pubes.

Then I placed a finger under his chin so as he could look into my eyes as I gave him his final task. His green eyes were stunning and so bright. I smiled at him and placed a razor in his hand.

 

No shaking Bobby I’m giving you the ultimate honour you may shave my Pretty cunt.
 

Thank you, Mistress

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This task of course was agony for poor Bob. Not because his cock was caged. His favourite thing ever was licking and sucking pussy. And he was shaving MY pussy. Soaping and brushing and running the blade perfecting his movements. Rinsing the brush and starting over and over until he had given me a perfectly smooth pussy. I handed him a washcloth so as he could rid my folds and mound of any soap. Then I nodded for him to pat me dry with one of the towels.

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Now Bobby let’s look in the mirror, shall we?

He held the mirror in place as we both admired his handy work.

I have one more little task for you My Special Boy Just before you apply moisturiser to my delectable cunt. You need to give me a number between 5 and 15.

I saw his eyes widen as this was his punishment cue he would pick a number when I demanded him to and if it wasn’t correct he got double plus a few more strikes.
 

Come on Bobby 5 to 15
 

7 please Mistress I pick 7.

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Oh no no no Bobby today I think you deserve at least 40

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40 Mistress please I don’t think I can take 40.
 

Do we need your safe word Bobby the Baby are you going to disappoint your mistress after you have done such a good job so far.

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Your number is 45 Bobby.

I could see him struggling with this information

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Shall I get the paddle mistress?

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No Bobby you will stay where you are, and you will lick my pussy 45 times and suck on my clit 45 times
 

Then you will moisturise my pussy making sure you don’t miss a spot

And let me tell you all Bob did an amazing job

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Thank you for my shoes Bob

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Evie xx