Trans Domina Mistress Divinyl (mistressdivinyl.tumblr.com)
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Worshipped, drained and detailed. Now ready to face the day!
sweetfur: OMG šš Oh yum! I want sooooooo bad!
I’m batting 1000 this year. Again! I swear….whats supposed to be so hard about this game? Ohhhhhhh…the pitching! Ahhhhhhh… Well I just skip all that!
W/we all ‘identify’ dont W/we? With one or the other… On one side…the goofy. The stupid. The sloppy. They leave messes. Don’t groom themselves properly. And yet…they’ve held court over Us. Chase Us. Terrify
lady-wanda: It doesnāt matter how obedient it is - obedience isnāt really the goal.
Something about leather and boots makes even the sweet and innocent not so sweet and innocent.
Looking puzzled and annoyed…and I am! Why in the hell do people re-blog My entries but erase the captions or story?? Like ripping pages out of a novel or covering the naughty parts of a statue with a sheet! If you’re that damned afraid,
I know. So blue collar. So outside My standards. But…I haven’t enjoyed a good kill in nearly a week. And I have the withdrawal shakes. After all, it’s not like I’m wanting to bond. They all snap. They all crunch. They
Yep! That’s him Kendall. My carpet slave. he likes it really hard! With heels. And the little shit is tiny! Three inches shorter than me! When he sees you, he’s gonna shit a brick! Give him all you got! No safeword!
She clicked into first period this morning. Transfer student from Seattle. The prepsters and Heathers are all pointing and giggling. The boys are playing along…saying all manner of stupid shit. But some…dont say a word. Just stare. Or
This one is willful. Pulled up on Me at two obstacles yesterday. Even under the heavy whip…it balked. Today will be different. I’ll bring My ‘A Game’. And…the boots to go with it!
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Crawl to Me My little maggot. I’m ready for My morning detailing. The usual protocol. Kneel behind Me. Hands clasped behind you. Nose to the floor and beg Me for the privilege. Use your words! If I don’t sense the urgency, the required
I woke up this morning feeling meaner than usual. No real reason. Maybe a dream I had? Who knows? But…slave will know. Without a word from My lips he’ll know. he’ll see Me. I always put on the makeup extra heavy and severe. I always
It’s exhausting! So how are things in your meaningless drudge of a blue collar existence? Miserable?Glad to hear it!Hahahahahaha…
A note to My followers… First…NO, this is not ME! Lol…I wish! As usual in My world, I see a simple photo that anyone else might appreciate for a second or two. But I see so much more. It speaks to Me, inspires Me and soon a story
It’s the dead of winter and I’ve had Reginald drive Me down to where the homeless collect down under the bridge. Some nights I can’t decide whether to poison them or just sit comfortably in the limo and watch them freeze. I just know
I have three actually. One to wear with My four inch heels, one to wear with My five inch heels and a third to wear with My platform boots. I just hate it when the length isn’t perfect. Why? Because I can!
“I’m going into the city for cocktails and dinner. Keep them all kneeling until I return. It will teach them humility. Oh and prepare the dungeon! I’m sure I’ll pluck out a few to improve My technique on when I return.”
“This is my sister Katherine, although I only address Her as Goddess now. I was given to Her for Her seventeenth birthday by My Mother. In the New World Order, male children are despised and treated with shame and disdain by their Mothers. Those
Me, chilling in Vegas, circa 2012.
A little acting…faking a breakdown. The victim du jour rushes to assist. I drop the keys…quite by accident. A glance around to be sure we’re alone…and… I start my workout. Leg toning today. Poor boy! Didn’t
About to talk My way out of a ticket. A slight turn…the fur parts…and I’m reminded why it pays to drive naked in just My fur. Never failed Me yet. And I’ve made a new friend! Haha
Me…waiting for a client in D.C.. It was a mergers and acquisition thing. Absolutely!
They can’t talk if you keep them busy and keep their mouth full. Just a little tip from your Auntie Divinyl.
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Billy was surprised by his stepfather’s sudden arrival home in the middle of the afternoon. Caught red handed and expecting the worst, he was shocked when Robert sunk to his knees, bowed his head and began licking Billy’s stiletto heel pumps.
I suppose I’m more than just a bit biased. But honestly…who could prefer the sandals to the pumps. One perfectly enhances the architecture of the foot. The other wreaks havoc with it. And don’t even get Me started on all its other
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Watching the servants below. Toiling away. Wondering…which unlucky one I’ll pluck from the ranks. Amd…what I’ll do to them! It can be so taxing.
My neighbor Dimitri is hosting a shooting party and canned hunt this evening. The tent is erected, the champagne chilled and the guns leaned and loaded. And I am dressed appropriately for a lovely evening of drinking, laughter and decadent carnage.
How I deal with a slave who neglects to empty the garbage. And Do you think he ever repeated this grievous offense?? Of course not. I hate teaching lessons twice. So inefficient!
Oh slave! You really need to work on your technique! Because when you FINALLY fumble your way through bringing Me to orgasm…then it’s Ambers turn! Are you going to have any skin left to whip? Or will I be down to bone by then? Do I even
Sooooo true
Hmmmm…it moved! Oh goodie…still alive! Let’s continue!
Another hundred of these and My hand is going to be sore as hell. That doesn’t mean I’ll stop. It just means I’ll take a shoe off. Whether you get the sole or heel? Wild guess! Who knows what My mood will be in ten minutes??
In such a mood today. Somethings got to die…the hard way…to snap Me out of it!
We really need to add an Eighth Wonder Of The World! Donāt you think? Anything sexier than that marvel of fashion architecture hovering majestically over a face? Yourās perhaps?
Something about the wonderful clash of edgy tattoos and a sleek, rubber LBD, along with classic black stiletto pumps. The perfect mashup. Tough and soft. Delicate and edgy. Feminine and butch. It just works sometimes.
My My! I’m on a roll tonignt!
She stipulated you meet first in a public place. ‘Standard procedure’ She said. you arrived early. Waited nervously. you never had the courage to actually do this…until now. your attention is momentarily distracted by a couple having
Donāt look so confused piglet! You know why I bring you down here. Oneā¦its abandoned this time of the morning. Not a soul around. Twoā¦I love the echoes. Every slap on your ugly faceā¦every smack of My boots against your ribs and headā¦every
So much fun! The physicality. The brute force. The smack of the impact. Watching them crumble…fall…writhe in pain. But the absolute best part? Commanding them to get back up…to spread em…and watching them do it! Over and
Surprise slave! I asked My twin sister to join Me. Two pairs of sharp heels and toes are better than one…right? Now listen Katrina…that old saying ‘don’t kick a man while he’s down’? Well…forget all about
Stop crying! Put the damn collar on and then bend over the rail. I want to fuck you for a while before O/our walk. And no lube today! you Have ten seconds to get Me as juicy as you can and then Iām driving in. Then a ghost pepper goes up your raw
No matter how ugly, dirty, smelly, stupid and seemingly worthless some of them are… There is still a use for them. And I’m going to prove that. Right NOW!
Have a fun and happy weekend My Tumblr fans and devotees. From your Goddess of depravity, Ms D.
shekneelsbeforeme: Whatās the matter pet, do you need to rest for a bit? You may, but on your knees. Public humiliation and servitude. Isn’t it just the best?
Matchmaker profile… Age… Seriously! I hurt the last person who asked Me that! Sex…. Yes….but on MY terms. Height… 6'2 Weight… see question 1 Religion… Comes and goes Occupation…
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THIS was SUPPOSED to be a celebration. Our third anniversary. Lunch in the city. Fur shopping. A three hour massage. And the highlight…a return to the estate for an evening of decadent torture. I had one of the dark skinned ones hanging there
Just look at Us would you? Go ahead…i gave you permission. Yes, We are the poster girls for inherited wealth, privilege and all the decadence that comes with it. Got Our MBAs from Princeton. Not that We’ll ever need them. But it made
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I’m saving a place for you. And you know where that is…don’t you? Exactly! Hahahahahahahahaha…
Stop fighting it males. Just accept it. Embrace it. Its happening. With or without your approval.
I know I don’t look like your typical farm girl. But I do soooo look forward to slaughter days. I have My own special methods. Sigh…terribly inefficient. But immensely entertaining. Good things can’t be rushed. Don’t you
A new day at My club in Sao Paulo. The van will arrive in moments. Full of ‘new acquisitions’ brought in from God knows where…to WORK…in the club. Papa taught Me the value of making a good first impression. Sets the tone