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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

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

Smoking Trans Mistress. Courtesy of your’s truely.

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

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.

One last sip or two before I grab My slave by the ear and drag him over to the bed, trap his head between My thighs, rest My spikes on his back and relax as he pleasures Me long and slow until I drift off to sleep.

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

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.

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

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.

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

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.

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!

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.

Waiting for the show to start in Vegas. I was asked to leave the Paris Casino earlier because they thought I was a hooker. It’s a shame that because everyone dresses like trailer park trash there now, you’re branded a hooker for wearing

Me, lounging at The Stonewall in the West Village, where the gay rights movement had its birth.

Lickably luscious.

you really must learn to relax your throat muscles slave. Otherwise you’ll panic. Calm yourself and breathe smoothly through your nose as you feel Me hit the back of your throat, push, and then slide down into you. It’s so snug around Me.

A few shots of Me during the holidays.

Yay! A new pair of lovely ‘kicks’ for Mistress Divinyl! Some things just make Me so happy!

A leggy shot of Me in Vegas last Spring.

Taking a little break after a very intense trampling session before heading off to a party with friends. Can you tell I had a good time?

Just Me. Playing around!

House Rule #377 When the door shuts, and My heels hit the tile… IF…I do not feel…within five seconds…a set of lips against My instep… I start breaking things. And I don’t mean the china.

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

Have a fun and happy weekend My Tumblr fans and devotees. From your Goddess of depravity, Ms D.

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

Gotta keep those floor mats like new!

Happy Monday everyone. From your Mistress of depravity.

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