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Footsie Friday II

Thanks to everyone who participated last week, no winners though, the color I wore last week was called Opal Chrome. Can you guess this weeks color?

A. Vanishing Venus
B. Mysterious Violet
C. Trianna
D. Lady Death


Remember,

E-mail your answers to nalaigetsnasty@yahoo.com include “Footsie Friday” in the subject or you risk your e-mail being deleted. Send your answer ASAP, a new toe polish pic will be posted every Friday regardless  if there is or isn't a winner. Only one answer per e-mail, per week.

This Kitten uses her claws

My Name might mean “Heavens” but I have always felt that I am angel and a devil. For the last few weeks I mostly have been showing my sweet side, but today the horns came out... and it was delicious.

I had my new little bitch cuffed to the front of my 4 pillar bed, kneeling on the cold hard wood floor, stripped naked. His flabby back was to me and I could see him trembling ever so with anticipation. I made the little bitch tuck his sad little nub between his legs, and while the floor was cold I doubt that had much to do with the disappointing and laughable size of the little dicklette before me. I watched my captive a moment as I stood there in my red, high heeled, lace up, leather boots. Slowly I approached my captive. My leather boots clicking on the hard wood floor, click...click....click...

“Your a little bitch aren't you?” I said to my prey.

“Y-yes Mistress”

“Then bark like one.”

What came forth my little captive's mouth was one of the most pathetic little barks I ever heard. “Do it again, bitch.” with added effort the bark, if you could call it that was still sad, not at all worthy. It amuses me so when I have a little slave barking like a mad chihuahua, but even the daintiest little tea cup chihuahua sounds meaner than what I heard coming from my new prey's mouth. “I was going to give you a collar so that you know your MY little bitch, but that was such a sad show I'll have to tie some bells around your neck because you sound more like a pussy to me!” I turned from my sad little pussy boy and approached my wardrobe, in there I keep many of my more nastier toys. I happen to actually have some cat bells, a friend gave me some cat bells for my 2 little kitties, but I never put them on. I like knowing that my hunters can sneak up on their  prey. Still I felt that the bells could come in handy some day.

I slowly walked back to my little pussy boy.... click...click...click... I tied the bells around the pussy's neck. The bells were an even nicer touch than I could have hopped for. Now I could hear the jingle ever so, giving an audible sound to his trembling. After tieing on the Bells I stood behind the pussy, eying his flabby back with disdain. Its been a while since I had a new scratching post, this should do nicely, I thought to myself. I held out my beautiful hands, they are so lovely with their golden, glowing tan, and soft elegant fingers, but the black opalescent lacquer I had on made them look rather sinister all the same. Softly I traced my nails up and down my little pussy's spine, so delicately... soothing even. I could feel pussy's tension leaving his body. That was what I was waiting for. Swiftly I dug my sharp black claws into the pussy's back! Digging into its flabby flesh, the cat bells jingling as it winced with pain. Red streaks of delicious pain trailed down the pussy's back. But I wasn't yet satisfied, I needed to see some blood before I moved on. Digging my claws in even further I retraced the marks I left in the pussy's skin, coldly laughing to myself, as the bells jingled, an audible sign of the pussy's pain. Softly the little pussy groaned as small droplets of blood appeared out of the marks I left. The pussy was breathing heavy now, the bells jingled in time with its breathing. “Now thank me you dickless fagot!”

“Th-thank you Mistress Nalani.” the little pussy breathed.

I smiled as I went back over to my wardrobe. My poor cat o' nine tails hasn't seen much use as of late, time to break it out. I thought it fitting, cat tails for the pussy. I stood behind the pussy, hands helplessly cuffed to my bed post, bells softly jingling. “I think a good trashing is in order.” I spoke as I traced the handle over the pussy's back around its shoulder and stuffed the handle into the pussy's mouth. I let the little pussy gag on it a moment while I tugged hard on its hair, the cat bells jingling as the little pussy strained against my cruelty. It was breathing heavier now, and I know why, I have seen it before, that intoxicating mix of fear and anticipation... and excitement. The bells chimed with the faster rise and fall of the pussy's chest. I jerked the handle out of its mouth and with a thrust released its head. I cracked the cat tails over the pussy's back again and again. Each time the tendrils connected with its flesh came the audible wince from the bells and groan from the pussy's lips. The pain was so delicious, “Please, please Mistress let me put it in you.” Cried the pussy. I could only laugh at its insolence.

“It seems to me that you don't get it, you are MY prisoner and I have no desire for that sad little thing. A disgusting pussy like you will never get to fuck my perfect hole. Now I have to punish you for your impertinence!” I reached for my hard plastic hair brush. A common object but I have found its use to be more than adequate means of punishment. “Stick that fat ugly ass of yours into the air, pussy!” I commanded.

The bells jingled as the pussy pushed its ass towards me, shaking but ready to receive its punishment. The thwacking sound of the hairbrush, the jingle of the bells and the stifled cries of the pussy were like music to my ears. Quickly the pussy's tender ass turned a bright red, but I wasn't done yet. Even though I knew the pussy's ass would be hurting for days to come, I really wanted to drive the issue home. I delivered 5 extra hard whacks to the pussy's ass. “Do you understand that you will never get to put it in me, you are far too, small and disgusting to ever be worthy.” “Ye,yes,” Spoke the pussy, “but, but Mistress please can I cum?” I smiled, “Very well, I will uncuff, my little slave, and we will play a game, you may cum, but you must do it in under a minute, if not than I will punish you further for wasting my time.” the pussy nodded. “Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress.”

I stood there disdainfully as the pussy played with its disgusting little baby dick. There must be some kind of correlation with the time it takes for a cock to shoot its load and its length, the pussy squirted all over itself in no more than 10 seconds, pathetic. I'll have to teach this pussy better discipline, but that was enough for now.

“You made a mess, clean it up!” I hate it so much when a loser wants to jerk it front of me, I'll agree to watching if the mood suits me, but its when they blow their load that I hate. They just sit there so proudly and in amazement, as though I am going to congratulate them on their accomplishment. But no, I make them clean it right away, I don't care to see it. So with that the pussy slurped up its own cum and thanked me for the privilege.

How I met my First Sissy part 3: Jack's Confession

Seems I forgot all about posting the next part of my First Sissy saga, lol. Its hard not to get distracted with things sometimes, but here’s the third part, enjoy :)

oh and in case if you need a refresher, here is part 1 and here is part 2.

So that very same day Jack admitted to wearing women's shoes. He assured me that this was the first and only time he had ever done that, he was just so curious about what his delicate, effeminate feet would like like in a real pair of womens shoes. But I didn't buy that for a second, nobody spends close to $300 on curiosity alone. I let it be though, I'll get his secrets out of him sooner or later. I gave Jack my number and told him we should go out sometime. That weekend Jack called me and we went out on a date. I loved how polite, shy and well, submissive he was. Opening doors, telling me how beautiful I was, paying for dinner, and constantly thanking me for the privilege – I loved it! But he never had the guts to make a move. That never happened to me before. At first I wondered if I should be insulted, but when I thought about it more I just realized that that was what made Jack different from other guys. Other men look at me like a piece of meat put here for THEIR enjoyment – HA! I have always known that I am perfect Princess, remarkable in every way and I was never put here to be some guys bitch, quite the other way around actually. But I suppose I tolerated it to some extent because I just thought that that is how ALL guys were. But what did I know then? I was 18 and just got out of high school and was surrounded by meat head jocks who were always trying to get in my pants. Jack acted as though he was unworthy of me, and I liked it.

We went on 3 more dates, and I was getting horny, time to take matters into my own hands. When we got back from our date I invited myself to Jack's. He started getting really nervous, more than I had ever seen him be. He started to tell me how much he liked me. I knew he had something on his mind but I was getting horny and so I told him just to spit it out. “I'm afraid,” he said. “Afraid that once you know my secret it will all be over...” “A secret like that is like a band aid,” I told him “The less you drag it out, the less it stings.” Jack nodded, and then took a deep breath. “I have something to show you.” He said as he unzipped his jeans. He took his pants off and I nearly died of laughter. He had a little baby dick! It was the smallest thing I had seen with my own 2 eyes. Sure I heard stories even seen some pics on the internet but to be face to face with such a little dicklette – I lost it! I rolled off the bed and even bumped my head on the way down. Jack was utterly mortified, he looked like he wanted to run away but was frozen in place. Then the strangest thing happened his little teeny peeny started to twitch and then stood up straight a full 4 inches (at best). I started cracking up again! It looked even more pathetic hard. Jack started to wince. “What's that face for, you didn't honestly expect me to want such a little prick!” I told him. “N-no,” he whimpered, “but I want... I want to rub it.” “Why would I want to see that?” I sneered. “I know, its my terrible secret, my tiny little baby dick,” Jack started, “I know no girl, especially a girl as stunningly beautiful as you would ever like it. I would never expect a, a Goddess like yourself to touch it but will you please allow me the honor to rub it in front of you?”

 

A Goddess huh? I like it. No one had ever called me a Goddess before. A knock out, an Angel and even a princess, but not a Goddess before. I certainly was disappointed with Jacks “short comings” and yet I wasn't exactly turned off. Any guy I had ever met before would turn tail and run like I bitch if I ever laughed at their precious family jewels, but here Jack was getting stiff as a nail , literally about the size of one too :P even though he had to be terribly mortified. There was something deliciously wicked about that, and something seductive and intoxicating about wielding such a twisted power over a man. Sure I could make just about any man beg, I’m that hot and I'm that good but most guys would beg for a chance to be at my side not at my feet. It was hot, it was getting me turned on.

By now Jack's sad little dicklette was staring to get all wet. He looked like he was ready to burst, but he held back from rubbing himself. Beads of sweat were forming on his temples, his sweaty palms gripped his shirt, he seemed to be in agonizing ecstasy. And I wanted to see how far he'll go! I sat back down on the bed and looked straight at Jack. I smiled wickedly at him and just the look I gave him seemed to fuel his fear and his excitement. He had no control and damn well knew that! I had on a short little denim miniskirt and a lacy white g-string underneath. I slowly revealed that to him as a spread my legs. Jack was moaning now but he still didn't dare touch his swollen nub. He got to knees and crawled over to the bed. He had never dreamed he'd be this close to my perfect little pussy. I pulled my little g-string off and placed it on Jacks head. “Lick me.” I told him. Just as his trembling tongue was about to connect with my throbbing wet little clit I said “And hands where I can see them.” he groaned but did what he was told and placed his hands on the side of the bed. Jack gripped the bed tightly as he buried his face between my silky golden thighs. Jacks tongue slide into my wet little snatch and licked all the way up to my clit. It really made my pussy shake. His tongue darted over my hard little clit and my pussy got so fucking wet. Jack ravenously lapped up my juices, and kissed and sucked my velvety smooth lips. As wet as I was becoming I could hear Jack moan even louder, he was going nuts not being able to rub his wittle dicky. Denying him turned me on even more. Jack's tongue furiously massaged my clit, it would seem he knew his only hope would be to ensure my orgasm. And not just any orgasm, he tongue fucked me like he wished his little prick could. And for that Jack was rewarded with a juicy stream of my gushing cunt water spraying him in the face. Despite the awesome orgasm I had, Jack was the one moaning the loudest. Just like good little boy he had not yet cum, but holding it back was damn near killing him. “Goddess! Goddess please!” he begged. I smiled, wickedly “Now Jack, who taught you to speak like that? I want a proper sentence.” Jack winced, each second longer I dragged things out the harder it was for him. “G-Goddess Nalani, p-please allow me the honor to cum in front of you.” he groaned. “That's more like it.” I told him, “But don't make a mess you understand.”

Jack nodded as he rubbed his thumb and forefinger over his dripping wet little nub. Nearly instantaneously he spurted straight up into the air and right back down onto himself. It was quite amazing, I must say. “That's quite a mess Jack – now clean it up!” I scolded. Jack began scooping his cum up with his fingers and licking it off his hands, I got off the bed and pulled my skirt down and let myself out.

Footsie Fridays!

Introducing footsie Fridays! This one is for all you foot guys! Its a very special contest going on. Every Friday I will post a new picture of this weeks toe polish I am wearing, you get a sexy snap shot of my oh-so-suckable-toes and and a multiple choice quiz. The first person to e-mail me the correct color of my toe polish wins an additional 10 free minutes added to their call!(10 minute min. still applies) and the next 2 foot freaks who answer with the correct color get an additional 5 minutes added to their call! You just can't beat that! The weeks winners and the answer to quiz will be posted the following week, along with a new color! I know you like the sound of that.

So with out further ado..... here is this weeks pop foot quiz! The color I am wearing is....

A. Lavender Ice

B. Steel Magnolia

C. Violet Shimmer

D. Opal Chrome

E-mail your answers to nalaigetsnasty@yahoo.com include “Footsie Friday” in the subject or you risk your e-mail being deleted. Send your answer ASAP, a new toe polish pic will be posted every Friday regardless  if there is or isn't a winner. Only one answer per e-mail, per week.