As you may remember from the Blackmail Diaries Part Two, sissy slut elaine has been coming along nicely in her training. But then...Black Friday came along. It's one of my most favorite days of the year. Think about it, a day dedicated to shopping! How cool is that?
One thing I don't like about it though, is the crowds. People are getting crazier and crazier every year with this pushing and shoving and now macing each other. For what? A half-price iron? Ridiculous! I've been scheming for ways to make the holiday work for me, without *me* having to work for it.
Poor sissy slut didn't want to go shopping either. He wanted to stay home, drink beer, watch football and eat left-over turkey while his wife fought the crowds to buy Christmas gifts. As if. *lol* I pondered how to make this work in my favor, and it didn't take long before I came up with a glorious idea!
of my favorite shoes! Silly Shoe Slut asked me to post pics of some of my favorite shoes. I think he assumed I'd take the pics wearing them. But no...that'll cost ya, slut! *lol* But just so you know my taste in shoes (assuming you don't have the good sense to just buy the ones off my wishlist!) I'm posting some of my faves today. : )
I'm not doing boots today...maybe another day.
~Mistress Avarice
1-800-TO-FLIRT Ext: 0340-5343
So things have been going very well since sissy slut elaine got herself in the blackmail predicament we talked about last time. I've gotten some super cute outfits, a beeeyouuuuteeefullll pair of boots, some gift cards, and, of course, my favorite-CASH!
We've got a pretty nice little thing going, now. By a pretty nice little thing, I mean I tell her what to do, and she does it. *lol*
We did have a bit of an issue a few days ago, however. It was his (oops, I mean her!) birthday, and she wanted to "take some time off". Pfffttt...yeah, right! For some strange reason, she didn't realize that when it's her birthday, I get the presents. Silly slut!
Slut elaine's wife was making her a cake that day. Not just any cake, but a tuxedo cake that takes hours (or days depending on how you do it) to make. Apparently with this type of cake, you make three (or four...not sure) layers. Some of the layers are regular cake, and some are mousse. It's apparently very labor intensive and supposed to be very delicious. Elaine was so excited.
Until I told her she couldn't have any. Not a lick, nor a crumb. Nor any other "dessert" her wife had in store for her that evening. I hadn't yet received my present, so why should she get to enjoy hers? I warned her that she better get to Western Union quickly because her wife was not going to be as understanding as I am about things. *g* I had money in hand and was at Macy's within the hour buying my birthday boots, much to my (and Mrs. slut's wife's) delight! (oh if only she knew...are you reading this, slut?...)
I did allow her to enjoy a small piece with her family that evening, and even sent her some cute new pics of me. (see, I can be nice...when I want to!) I told her that if she wanted to eat any more of the cake, she had to decorate it with her own slut sauce. She was embarassed at first and tried to protest, but eventually did admit to me that she likes it so much better that way. I've got the video to prove it. I wonder if Mrs. slut would recognize that cake she worked so hard on? Hmmm...
Sissy slut elaine is cumming along nicely...
Links:
Blackmail Diaries part I
Blackmail Diaries part II
Blackmail Diaries part III
Blackmail Diaries part IV
~Mistress Avarice
1-800-TO-FLIRT Ext: 0340-5343
I was going to write about the men who I see surrepticiously loving my feet, the men at the office, the guys in class, the doorman, the waiter, and just the everyday men I see on the street, but I figured it would be more fun just to tease you with my own. 
I haven't been able to take any pics in the last couple of weeks because of the flogger incident, but, I do have enough to tease you with! Oh, btw, they are a perfect size six, with very high arches.
I love to do the dangle thing when I'm sitting in class or the office. I act like I have no idea anyone is watching (let alone drooling) over my innocent but sexy performance.
I've got one slave that absolutely drools over boots. He's addicted to me, but me in leather thigh-high boots just totally pushes him over the edge. I'd say I have an over-abundance of boots, but, really, who ever has enough boots?
I've seen some guys in the gym staring at me. Not at my ass or my legs, but my shoes. I know they're wishing I'd take them off right then and there and make them take a big long sniff. I'd love to force them back into my locker room, and make them sniff and jerk until they begged me to let them cum. We both know how that would end, don't we? *g*
Whether you like them, sexy, grungy, clean, or dirty, you're surrounded by them every day. Sometimes I wonder how guys like you ever make it through your day to day existence without having a wank every ten minutes or so.
One thing I don't like about it though, is the crowds. People are getting crazier and crazier every year with this pushing and shoving and now macing each other. For what? A half-price iron? Ridiculous! I've been scheming for ways to make the holiday work for me, without *me* having to work for it. 
Poor sissy slut didn't want to go shopping either. He wanted to stay home, drink beer, watch football and eat left-over turkey while his wife fought the crowds to buy Christmas gifts. As if. *lol* I pondered how to make this work in my favor, and it didn't take long before I came up with a glorious idea!
