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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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Mistress Ambrosia
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Relinquish Control

Before becoming a Dominatrix, I always pictured men who gave up control as being sissies and feminine. And a good portion of them are. But based on my experience in this work, I’d go so far as to say that most of my clients are your stereotypical alpha males.

You know the type: brooding, muscular, chiseled face. The type of men who go into law enforcement and attract badge bunnies who want to be dominated.

Little do those bunnies know, however, that their men are the ones who want to be dominated. And that’s where I come in.

Source: Owned

Every Alpha male has a beta side, and I’m just the one to bring it out in you. So what are you waiting for? Isn’t it time for you to relinquish control?

Call me. Now.

Mistress Ambrosia

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…..no.” 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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Fun with Daddy A step daughters wet dream

I am the step daughter of an amazing man but growing up in the filth and perversion that I did before this amazing man came into our family I have always had the most dirty wet dreams about my Daddy. After you read  my side of the story I would love a call with you .. You can tell me about it from Daddies Point of View…

From the  the first Night he Picked  my Mom up for their first official Date I wanted that man.  ( I don’t count all those Blowies she gave him when he offered to take her drunk ass home from the Bar!) Keith was tall handsome built like the Brawny man. salt and pepper hair  not short but not long either, with his  scruffy 5 o’ clock shadow framing his beautiful  mouth. I really just wanted to lick those lips. Anyway  that’s a little to far back LOL and a tale  for another time. You Be astonished about how many times I have masturbated or had phone sex with his picture on my screen or the thoughts of him in my head. MMMMMM Yes  oh yes… I’d suck that man dry.

When I got here friday night  Mom was out with “Aunt Margret”  shes  not really my aunt shes  just my moms oldest and slutiest best friend. Keith ( my step dad) was on the back deck with his Jack and coke.. I could hear the ice clinking  and I paused for a minute to close my eyes and see those lips  caressing the glass as the sweet amber liquid washed over his tongue ,,, in my head I climb up in his lap and lick the sweet liquor from his  mouth…

” Hows Daddies girl doing?” His  voice snaps me back to reality  I wrap my arms around him and breath in his scent.* Note to self time to steal a new Daddy shirt the one from last visit has lost his scent.*

“Mmmmm Daddy you smell good!” I mumble into his chest as I push my tits into his belly.

” Where’s Mom?”

” With Magrie at Bingo.”

” She  been being good?”

” yes   but I think I fucked up turning a whore into a house wife … I miss the whore a little bit ” He laughs and his face lights up.

In  my head I am screaming oh Daddy I got your Whore  just lay back and let me suck you dry while you face fuck me..

” Oh Daddy  you ain’t looking for a girlfriend are ya?” I wink and Blow him a kiss…

OMG if he only could catch a hint,,,

” Naw Princess Shes the Queen of my Double Wide… Because I’d never find another Princess as special as you.”

And 10 minutes later I am in the shower with my rechargeable water proof sex toy  fucking the hell outta myself because I want to be Daddies little  whore…. That’s How  my holiday weekend started

Sunny

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