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Dildo Training

Turning your ass into my boi pussy. That’s my end game.

Now that we’ve gotten you used to being penetrated, it’s time to push it even farther. Let’s break out that lube and start fucking your ass. I start my subs off with a four-inch dildo and then slowly work my way up to 12″.

Yes, 12″. Don’t worry. I’ll be gentle.

At first.

If you’re one of those subs who say ‘absolutely no anal,’ that’s fine. I’ve had dozens of subs like you and I’ve always seduced it out of them. So get a dildo and call me already. It’ll be our little secret.

I promise.

Mistress Ambrosia

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Butt Plugs 101

While dildo training will become part of your training with me, I’d like to start out with butt plugs. Unless you’ve already penetrated your ass with something bigger, in which case you can go right into training.

FYI: You can expect to wear a butt plug daily.

You see, your ass is just another hole for me to use for my pleasure. Whether it’s my finger, strap-on or a real cock, it belongs to me now.

So if you think you have what it takes to be a true submissive, then get a butt plug and call me already. I have a few dozen right now, but I could make room for a few more.

Mistress Ambrosia

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Scheduling Sessions

It’s not always feasible to plan your masturbation sessions. One minute you’re just watching TV, and the next you need to blow a load. While I try to be available daily from 8am – 12am, sometimes life gets in the way. But you can always book an appointment with me on Talk To Me.


Female Domination is about worshipping me, Mistress Ambrosia, before I allow you to climax.

So if this is something you’d like to explore further, then either call or message me to book an appointment. Be sure to include what type of Domination you’re into. For example: Tease & Denial; Cock & Ball Torture; Cuckolding; Forced Bisexuality; or Body Worshipping Me.


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She’s Ass-king for it! ~ Adventures in Marriage, Part One



Excerpt from Dina’s Fuck Journal:


I’d decided to introduce Mark to my high-school cheer uniform and, I  must admit, even though I workout regularly and watch what I eat, I was nonetheless amazed that I could still squeeze into it after all these years! Sure, the hem barely concealed my ass, but at 29 years old, I still look smokin’ in it!


Slipping into the short, pleated white, blue and gray outfit, I paired it with white knee-high socks, clean white sneakers, and bound my strawberry blond hair into the obligatory pigtails. Beneath the skirt, I hid a surprise for my husband–a pair of sweet white lace boyshort panties which came high enough in back to expose the round bottoms of my tanned, toned ass cheeks.


Quietly, I sneaked downstairs to find Mark lounging on the couch in jeans and an open plaid shirt. My carpenter works hard and it definitely showed on his toned chest and deliciously flat abs. I couldn’t wait to play!


Addressing him as though he were a neighbor, and in my sweetest teen girl voice, I caught his attention by saying “Hey…Mr. Jones?”. Glancing up at me, his brief look of confusion changed quickly to one of shock and delight!


I shyly approached, coming to stand before him, between his spread knees. Not taking his eyes off my legs, where his gaze was fixed on a location just below the hem of my skirt, he clicked the TV remote to “off”. I saw his mood shift from relaxed to predatory. Perfect.


I pouted, telling him “I got kicked off the squad today… Captain told me my ass got too big over summer break. She said I couldn’t be in A squad anymore. She told me that my ass was good for nothin’ if it’s this big… You don’t think my ass is good for nothin’, do you, Mr. Jones?”. I turned to give him a view of just how scantily covered my rounded ass was in the tiny skirt. It was true after all, even if I had stayed in excellent shape all these years, that my ass was bigger than it had been in high school… His fingers went immediately up the back of my skirt and brushed the lace beneath. My pussy throbbed at the contact.


Mark told me darkly “I can think of a few things that your ass is good for, baby…”.


“Really? Like what?” I asked over my shoulder, while I began to make my way back to the stairs. Mark rose from the couch, following, stalking me with a predatory gaze. I was careful to stay ahead of him, just out of reach as I made my way to the second floor…like a proper little prick-tease. A prick-tease who would soon get exactly what was coming to her.


When he caught up with me in the bedroom, he didn’t hesitate. He pressed himself against my back, wrapping his arms around me and sliding his hands down my body, fingers seeking the edge of that skirt. His cock was rock hard against my back, so I gasped playfully, asking “Mr. Jones! What are you doing! You shouldn’t touch me that way… Daddy will be so angry if he finds out”.


Mark’s lips curled into what I suspect was a wicked smile, against the top of my head “Are you going to tell him, little Dina?”


“Well…” I admitted, trying to sound convincingly uneasy. I struggled to keep the smile out of my voice.


He pulled me towards the dresser, opened the top drawer…and extracted a familiar bundle of nylon rope. I effected a nervous frown, asking him ” Wh-what’s that for?”


“To make sure you stay put while I show you what that juicy round ass is really good for.”


“But…what if I don’t want that?”


“It makes no difference. I mean, you can try to get away, of course–” he said “but I’ll catch you…and it will just make me want to fuck you harder”.


So, naturally…I tried. Ducking beneath his arm, I barely took one step before he locked an arm around me and easily wrestled me down onto the bed, face to the matress. He held me down with his knee while he guided my arms up over my head. He began wrapping the rope around my wrists. My breaths came faster. I was too turned on by this point to try making a break for it again. Those little white lace panties of mine, were soaked!


Once my hands were bound, Mark, remaining in character, asked me how old I was. Feeling scandalous, I told him “I’m 15”. He asked me if anyone had ever licked my pussy before. I told him “My boyfriend did once but we almost got caught and he had to stop…”


“Well, no one is going to find us here and I am certainly not going to stop” Mark replied. Then said “You’re going to get that pussy licked properly this time”. He reached beneath my pleated skirt and began to drag down the lacy white boyshorts, making a growl of approval as he did so. He slid them down my legs and off, tossing them to the floor. He pulled my legs open, none-too-gently, and settled between them. He pushed the skirt up over my ass, sliding his fingers between my ass cheeks as he did so. Pressing his face into my ass next, he began tonguing my tight little asshole…he paused just long enough to say “Oh, little Dina…I’ll bet no boy ever did this to you before. You must feel so dirty…and you should”. I squirmed, moaning. It felt fucking amazing! Then, before long, he moved down to make good on his earlier promise.


Working a finger into my tight little asshole, he sucked and nibbled my clit, making me whimper and cry out. His finger slowly moved more deeply into my ass while he ate me aggressively. On the verge of cumming, I ground my pussy back against his face. Abruptly, he stopped, earning my whine of protest. An evil chuckle was his only reply.


He rolled me over onto my side then. Readjusting the rope, he brought my wrists down in front of my chest, crisscrossing the dangling lengths of rope. He drew them up around my neck then down my back, crossing them again before binding my ankles. He left a generous amount of slack.


Part of the reasoning for that slack became clear when he pulled my wrists down so that my hands reached to between my thighs. He then handed me my hot pink, rabbit-style vibrator. Leaning close, he said softly against my ear “You’re going to fuck yourself with that, little girl”.


With a quiver in my voice, I asked “What are you going to do to me?”.


He undressed, making me wait for the answer. All the while he kept his eyes on me; the weight of their intensity making me ache. Finally, he wrapped a hand around his incredibly hard, nearly-eight-inch cock, and said “Baby, I’m going to fuck you with this. But, I’m going to put it deep inside that sweet round ass of yours. You’re going to go home tonight with my cum dripping out of your ass, down your pretty thighs, and you’ll still be feeling what I did to you, tomorrow morning when you walk to school”.


Damn, role-playing with Mark is hot!


I protested, telling him “It’s too big to put there and it’s wrong! Please, Mr. Jones! It won’t fit, it’ll hurt and I’m scared”.


“It doesn’t matter” a wicked grin curved his delicious lips. “You’re getting it up your tight ass, whether you want it or not…and I will make it fit”.


He pushed the vibrator between my legs and slid it straight into my very wet pussy. He expertly turned it on, setting it to my favorite setting. Then he wrapped my own fingers around the base. I had to concentrate hard on not cumming immediately.


He slid a blindfold over my eyes next–I hadn’t even seen him take that out–and I soon heard the wet sound of him applying lubricant to the length of his cock. I listened hard, the lack of seeing made me hyper aware and my anticipation built to a new intensity.


Then, I felt the head of his dick pressing firmly against my asshole. I couldn’t help it–I shivered, excited. He hesitated only seconds, waiting for the initial resistance of my body to recede…then he was pressing his hard length inside of me.


He began to move deeper inside, then out, then back in…I moaned like the wanton little whore that Mark always turned me into. The vibrator in my pussy…Mark, making me take it up the ass… It felt incredible!


I told him “Too big…it’s too big…”.


He leaned forward to whisper his smug reply–“I’m not even all the way inside of you yet”. I whimpered. He loved it, fucking me faster, going deeper with each thrust until he was indeed all the way inside me. So…deep…inside of me.

While Mark’s shaft moved in long strokes, inside my ass, and my vibrator relentlessly massaged my clit, I was soon taken over with a seemingly endless, intensely-consuming, orgasm. I screamed through it, knowing the neighbors would hear, but didn’t care. It was insane, rendering me utterly helpless! Mark let loose something like a war cry, cumming hard soon thereafter. I could tell that it was one of the best orgasms he’d ever had. As mine was for me.


We lay there for a time, catching our breath. Eventually, Mark pulled out of me, smoothed a lock of my hair and began removing the blindfold, rope and vibrator. He was no longer the lecherous, hot older neighbor. He was again my husband. He lovingly kissed my forehead and murmured against my skin “I’m going to go clean up, then pour you a nice hot bubble bath, love. Rest here until I come get you”. With a boyish smile he rose from the bed and left. I practically purred my delight, watching that man’s gorgeous ass while he walked away. I own that ass, I thought happily. And damn, if he don’t own mine right back!



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Against the Wall ~ A Cuckold/Office Fantasy


The heavy door clanged shut behind us. It’s reverberations echoed into the empty stairwell. Jimmy’s wedding band glinted under the flourescent lighting, from the hand which now gripped my wrist.


My married co-worker, and longtime crush, hurried me into a corner of the stairwell which was as private as was possible. Luckily, few people used the stairs but my heart beat faster at the possibility of being discovered. It could cost us our jobs, as well as his marriage.


I never imagined that my interest in Jimmy would inspire this passion.  I had never intended on acting upon my lusts… But, my closest office friend had let the info slip. The next thing I knew, Jimmy was pulling me from my desk, whispering filthy intentions in my ear. He’d dragged me to the stairwell and now had me pressed against the wall, my back to him. He held my wrists over my head and continued to talk dirty to me. His hot breath brushed my ear while he praised my tits, told me he needed to make my pussy wet, hear my cries… said he was desperate to have my ass! My knees became weak. I had never wanted to be “the other woman” but I found it impossible to say no, in the face of this intensity.


My next breath left me on a whimper. Jimmy responded to it by demanding, huskily, “Open your legs, Sylvia”. While I complied, I felt him yank my pencil skirt up to my waist, exposing the tops of my sheer stockings and pale blue lace panties. I whimpered again.


With one hand, he resumed trapping my wrists against the wall, over my head. His other hand went between my legs. He briefly massaged the wet lace, which had molded itself to my aching pussy. He groaned when he felt the heat and growing dampness. His lips found my neck as he pushed the lace to one side. He slid two fingers inside me. My head fell back and I moaned. His fingers worked their way in and out… In and out. A tiny voice at the back of my head whispered You need to stop this! He’s married! Someone could find the two of you at any moment… But I felt entirely too helpless to obey my better judgment. All I knew, was the heat. The wetness. The man who had complete control of me. The man who’s thick fingers were getting ever-slicker within me!


His lips and hot breath danced over my neck and shoulder. When he finally released my wrists, he brought his hand down to slip it under my blouse. I braced my hands against the wall. Jimmy pulled the cups of my bra beneath my breasts. He cupped one full, round tit in his hand before beginning to pinch and massage my nipple. When a particularly rough pinch made me gasp, Jimmy moaned deep and long.


Quite suddenly, he withdrew his hand from between my legs and I gasped again, at its abrupt absence. He withdrew his other hand from my breast, and I heard the rustle of fabric behind me. Then, the distinct sound of a zipper. The next thing I felt was his hard, smooth, larger-than-expected, cock. He pressed it firmly against the lace fabric which gathered now between my ass cheeks. “Keep your hands against the wall, Syl” he told me. I managed only a breathy reply of obedience.


His hands slid my panties down my thighs, my calves and finally he slipped one half of the delicate garment off my foot by lifting one kitten heel from the cement floor. He rose slowly and paused midway to press his face between my thighs. His fingers found my cunt again. He thrust them into me, hard! Meanwhile, his tongue found my tight asshole!


I’d never had my ass eaten before! It felt so naughty, so wrong, so delicious…the thought that anyone could happen upon us, while he did this to me, made me shiver. I melted against the wall, moaning Jimmy’s name. One of his fingers found my clit and worked it in little circles. My tiny, sensitive nipples, tightened. The silk fabric of my blouse making me entirely too aware of how hard they were. I shuddered.


His tongue slid deeper into my ass. Dear God! My orgasm quaked through me! My legs barely supported me through the resultant tremors.


Jimmy stood slowly behind me and pressed that large cock against me again. He pressed his body against mine, trapping me against the wall.


“You look amazing… Flushed, with that blond hair coming loose from its bun, skirt hiked up to your waist, legs spread and trembling… You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to see you like this. How long I’ve wanted to have control over you, like this… I can’t wait to fuck you!” His last sentence came out in a hiss.


He grasped my hips, hard, and pulled me backward, stepping back with me. My heels scraped loudly against the cement floor. I kept my hands braced against the wall. He placed his palm between my shoulder blades and pressed me forward. My chest pushed against the wall and my back arched. I felt him position himself to enter me.


His fat erection slid into me. My body had to stretch to accommodate him, but my pussy was so slick, he entered me easily. Then he entered me deeply…


Jimmy allowed me a moment to adjust, then he dug his fingers into my skin, drew back his hips and slammed into me. He began fucking me, hard! The wet slapping of our bodies echoed through the stairwell and my helpless cries chased after them.


“Goddamn, Syl, you take it so good!” He said, panting over me.


I moaned in reply. I had never been fucked like this before. It was the hottest thing I’d ever experienced. He was so deep. So rough. So forbidden. I came again.


The moment my head cleared, I realized; he was fucking me bareback! He seemed to come to the same conclusion at that moment. He drew out of me. Bending close to my ear he said “this is not how I intend to cum inside you”. At that moment I felt him press his slippery cock head against my ass. The only reply he allowed me, before he began to press into me, was my surprised gasp. On a shuddering exclamation, he was inside me. I felt completely dominated. Completely owned. He was making me take that large cock in my virgin ass… His cock was in my ass! We were in a public stairwell! Oh, dear God… And yet, I wanted it so badly!


He pushed deeper into me. Slowly, making me feel every inch. He penetrated me to the hilt. I could hardly believe I was letting someone do this to me! And someplace we could get caught, no less!


“That’s right, Sylvia… Take it. Take that whole cock up your ass, like a good little girl.” He felt so deep. So big. When he began to move inside me, it was like nothing I had ever felt before. Deeper and deeper… Faster and faster! He fucked my ass like he owned it and, in this moment, he really did. “Sylvia, fuck you feel good! I am going to cum so hard into your ass. I’ve wanted to fill your ass ever since the first time I saw it in one of those snug little skirts you always wear.”


“Jimmy!” Was all I managed to get out as he began to pound me harder. Just as it was starting to get painful, he came! He stifled a yell with each of his final thrusts, while he emptied his load deep inside my ass.


We both held still for a time, catching our breath. Finally, he slowly pulled out of me. He knelt on the floor and helped me back into my panties. He smoothed my skirt back down over my hips and reached under my blouse to straighten my bra. My entire body trembled. The wall supported me while I gradually came back to myself.


Just as I was truly beginning to realize everything I had just done…with this married man…in the stairwell of the office building, in which we both worked…without a condom…he bent forward and kissed my cheek gently. The shock softened.


He informed me that there was a ladies restroom just outside the door, on the next level down. He told me he’d meet me back in the office and asked me to leave my hair down for him, for the remainder of the day. I breathlessly agreed, making him chuckle.


When his lips met mine, just before he walked away, I realized that I would let him do anything to me, anywhere, anytime in the future. Yes, that made me an idiot…in too many ways, but I’d never cum so good before! My eyes closed briefly while his steps moved away from me. I heard that heavy door open and clang shut again…


How was I ever going to hear that sound again, without blushing?



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