Mistress Fishnets - I am here to be Worshipped!

I AM HERE TO BE WORSHIPPED!

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“Well-behaved Women rarely make history” ~ Laurel Thatcher Ulrich

“Raised a pleaser, born a ball-buster!” ~ Mistress Fishnets

Like any true Domme, My BDSM journey grew and evolved over time...

Thinking back on My life, I can say that I have always felt independent and Dominant. I was the girl on the playground in kindergarten who had three boyfriends at one time and would make each of them eat My latest kitchen creation, but refused to eat it Myself, because I knew it tasted bad.

Another Dominant moment I can recall growing up was in elementary school when I had a team of girls and We called ourselves the “Ball-busters”!!! We would run around the playground and kick Our willing male classmates right in the balls, laugh hysterically when they fall to the ground and ran away when they were chasing Us to kick them again.

Like any good Catholic school girl, I broke all the rules and made up My own. I practically owned the private school I went to - I was the elected President of the school, held the second highest grade point average in the entire school, charmed My way with the teachers and unknowingly forced My parents into implementing a “lock-out” rule when I threatened not to leave My room until I got My way. My father quickly responded by removing the door off of its hinges from My bedroom. Needless to say, I learn by experience and understand the boundaries of reward and punishment!

While in college, I kept a small group of boys as a stable. The didn't know each other and each thought they were My only dirty lil secret, but the fact is there were more like 5 of them at any given time.

I kept these boys drooling over Me and the only contact I ever allowed them was the honor of licking My ass.
It always started the same way. A guy would try and pick Me up or ask Me out. If I thought he was hot, I'd allow him to take Me out & spend money on Me.

At the time I was unfamiliar with the BDSM lifestyle. I was just being Me.
Eventually, when I was ready I'd invite the boy back to My dorm. Once they started to make their move I made Mine.

I'd simply ask them to remove My panties. Then I'd instruct them to remove all their clothes expect the socks. Forcing them to leave the socks on always turned Me on. It was just an extra rule something to show My Power & Control.

Then I'd roll onto My stomach, start giggling and tell them, "Go down on My ass". I never had a refusal.

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