During Hiatus.

So i've taken some time off with subs leaving my care and fighting with the ones that I have. When i get upset like this I like to explore around SL. I've found a pair of places i think people should check out.

First things first. I found this Funhouse when i searched the word Hate: The Carnival of Carnivorus Clowns. IT starts off like a typical funhouse.. but the further you go the more Macabre it gets. I really think everyone should check this out. because it was a really well done fun house. I won't show ALL the tricks cuz i think you should get the suprizes, but definatly check it out.

http://slurl.com/secondlife/Black%20Pearl%20Beach/89/37/23







After investigating that, another SL'er told me if i like things like this we should check out Tunnel of light. And if you did trance music and acid trips, this place was certainly worth a look. one ride was like 7 minutes and it didnt feel like it because ashe and i were so awstruck.

http://slurl.com/secondlife/Tunnel%20of%20Light/80/163/25







if you have some freetime in SL, you should check these places out.

Knocked right back out of the saddle.

The problem with being a complete fucking bitch, is that it tends to make even the simplest of things nearly impossible. I've been trying to get back to my mistressing ways, and return to my old self of Mistress Graves. My husband Ashe has been target of much amusment amongst the circle I hang out with, but the group decided they wanted my maid to take it tonight.

We try to get the ball rolling and she fires one simple comment back at me. May not have meant much to her, But it cut me deep. I admit I showed much more restraint this time in exiting the FFU, than my prior incident with BB. but the second I was away I snapped like a dry and brittle twig. Just was twisted wreck of intense Rage and overwhelming saddness.

Maybe Mistress Graves just doesnt have it anymore....


And I'd certainly like to apologize to all the readers who may not actually know me from Second life. People who have just found this blog at random and just looking for an exciting read. Im sure listening to all this emo bullshit has probably been a huge dissapointmet to all of you as well... That does appear to be my M.O. these days.

We'll see how much longer this blog will thrive.

Miss Graves...

Breaking in a new one.

Its funny how the lure of feminization hits some guys. Earlier in my hiatus I was wandering around to various different sims to maybe see if there were any new playgrounds to play in for my return. One place I frequented a bit was this sim called Bukkake Bliss. I of COURSE was not left alone for very long, pretty woman flying solo at a bukkake joint? I managed to fend off a lot of the advances, but there was one there named Kyle, who was particularly interested in what it was that I do. He’s your stereotypical bling thug. Baggy jeans, backwards hat and some kinda baseball jersey if I remember right. Tons of bling on his neck and wrists. He just couldn’t understand why guys wanted to be forced to be women. So I gave him a crash course in proper rp and what exactly feminization was. He stressed to me that he was totally straight and not at all interested in doing anything that would be gay.

But he really seemed interested in keeping my company. So I told him why not try some little things, like wear a bra and panties and stockings under his clothing. He was shocked by how turned on he was by this, and he continued to I’m me looking for more. So I took him to a small place called Likka House and got him a pretty pale blue maid type dress. He didn’t want to really wear it but he slipped into it. He looked goofy with his short boyish hair and frame with his dress. So I had him demonstrate how he things a girl should put on makeup. Kaylee (as he’s now called) struggled a bit but was getting really into gussying himself up. The end result was some sloppy makeup a boy would do. Cant blame him for that though.

Suddenly he’s found himself very submissive, unable to resist peoples orders. One night while relaxing in the hot tub with Ashe I brought him up to serve us wine.. He seemed helpless to deny orders, so I decided it might be a good time to train him to do what sissies do best. Suck cock. We took him over the fur rug, plugged Ashe with his favorite toy and let the boy go to work. And how eager he was to suck his first cock. He tried really hard to get Ashe to blow his load and he swallowed every drop. The makings of a real slut on our hands.




I tell every male that approaches me, that feminization is one of the most addicting drugs a male can take part in.. They never believe me…. And they end up bound by its curse.. Its kinda sad in one light.

But then again, I have one less chore to do and one more maid to do it.

Keeping my maids skills sharp.

See, I told ya I'd keep posting.

I can be pretty lazy. Despite the fact I work multiple jobs in RL, there is nothing I enjoy more then just spending a relaxing day lounging around my home. The same can be said for my SL. Sometimes I am just not in the mood to play the mistress. Even more so now with this bit of hiatus. So after a day of work I come home and decide I want to slip into my favorite silky undies and bum around our loft. I summon and Ashe and Reanne and tell them to get into uniform. I have Reanne get me a nice glass of wine while I lounge on the couch.



As we know, I train maids. And my focuses on maid ethics boil to three Main aspects: Domestics, Services, and Discipline. This girls certainly have no shortage of domestics tasks with me, and DEFINATLY no shortage of discipline. Sadly though is I don’t have over very many guests. And proper sissy maids must have well rounded skills and be very prepared to Service ANY order.

For those who followed my old blog, Reanne’s first attempt to service did not go very well. My friend Talon was more interested in getting use from Reanne’s lips from getting served tea. Reanne was very shaken by this, and not well prepared, and the end result was a fairly lack luster blowjob. Reanne has become much more disciplined in her services, having been rented out before. Ashe however, has not had that level of training.




So as I sipped my wine, I decided I would like some entertainment and instructed them to go over some kissing drills to entertain me. This are good because it really helps a maid work on their detail, and it helps bringing down there inhibitions. Reanne had no struggle with leaning in and going to work on Ashe. Ashe however got very nervous and didn’t want to do it. But with a bit of tongue and rubbing of the hands he started to get into it. It truly is a beautifully sexy seen to see two pretty maids making out with each over. But I can be a bit of a devil, and just as they really started to get aroused by all of it. I break the kissing, and tell them to prepare my massage. You can decide for yourself who is most bothered by that. Ashe, who isn’t at all feminized in his body and is free to get as aroused as desired? Or Reanne, who has her clitty locked away in chastity and unable to do anything with the frustration? I love doing little exercises like this.

The Dickship won’t hold together, Mr. Wongburger.

Heya Kiddies. I'm still here. Ive just been so busy I haven't had a chance to update. Its nice to see that some people are checking this out. No followers though, cept for maxie. I'll try to remember to put in shorter entrys to keep this moving..

So I actually conducted sort of a “scene” the other night. I had just come home from bowling league (bowling rules, fuck you. I bowled at 651 series), and I was talking to my maid Reanne at a store. I should probably point out that I was drunker than hell off of Rum and Ginger ale. Shortly after my Husband Ashe popped over, and so did my recent trainee Krissy. Ashe was scrolling through outfits when he tossed on something very pink and flowing. He passed to a new outfit and I requested he put on something frilly. “But why?” he said to me. Silly sissy boy, you never learn not to question me. “Because I SAID so, how about that?” Its funny how the slightest little thing can flip my mistress switch. Something about seeing my husband dressed in sissy frills, and my maid and trainee in sexy threads just set me off. We scurried home and started to ask my girls about how much they’d love a wild three way. Reanne couldn’t say but krissy seemed into the idea.



I asked Ashe if he knew what a fluffer was he said he thought so. So I asked him to show me. He always gets so timid when he is forced to serve so we chained him up to the bed, and Krissy decided to help herself to get her prick some attention. She’s only been on hormones for a short time now, so her tool should still be quite functional. While Ashe brought Krissy to attention, I slipped to my red silky undies and pulled on my pink strap on. Gliding over to the side of the bed I instructed Ashe to come lube up my tool. Of course, the lure of something so girly was too strong for Krissy as well, and she sunk to her knees to help Ashe as she kept herself nice and hard. After a little bit of foreplay, I quickly pulled Ashe to the bed.






I have only tagged Ashe with my strapon a couple of times. And he’s not very keen on the idea of being fucked by a guy. He and Reanne haven’t even had that kinda play either. They sucked each others cocks enough times. But he does have quite the sensitive ass, so it didn’t take very much to get him to spread open for me to start railing him.. He didn’t know what I had planned for him, I sunk my nails into his ass, gave him a firm stretch, and gave Krissy the nod. Poor Ashely, his eyes grew wide with shock and fear but before he had the opportunity to fight it, Krissy really stretched her way into Ashe. Took a little bit of poking, needing to use the drag from my strapon to press his way in, but after a bit of work we managed to pump our way into him.





Ashe is very sensitive when you stimulate that area of him. So it didn’t take a very long assault before he blew his juices. Sadly it was already getting kind of late. So after a few minutes of cuddling with Ashe, I let Krissy take my place. Short story I know, but it happened about as fast as this read..





*kisses*
Mistress Graves

Buried Alive by Otep. A song I relate to. Alot.

My RL has been a total mess lately. And because of it, i'm breaking the code i swore when i created my SL persona. Do not let one tarnish the other. I have been not mistressing, I have been pushing away my subs, and i fear my realationship with my partner is reaching its breaking point.....

Sigh.... It's funny how fragile people can be.. Ive been listening to this song alot.. It's one I relate to.... I have become fucking weak.



I speak in verses, prophecies, and curses
I speak in verses, prophecies, and curses

I hate my life

No miracle is coming (Hate you)
It's just a hole (Hate you)
Nothing's wrong with you (Hate you)
Must maintain control (Hate you)
Everyone's asking questions, No place is safe
I'll forfeit resurrection, To escape this pain

I hate my life
I hate my life
I hate my life
I hate my life
I hate my life
I hate my life
I hate my life
I hate my life

I speak in verses, prophecies and curses

This storm of thorns is growing (Hate me)
There's no end in sight (Hate me)
Chaos claws my jaw (Hate me)
And incites a mental riot (Hate me)
I'm in the mouth of madness, With a tongue of poetry
I ate the spine of Atlas, Now the world is crushing me

I hate my life
I hate my life
I hate my life
I hate my life
I hate my life
I hate my life

Buried alive behind enemy lines
Surrogate child for the sins of all mankind

Hate

Buried alive behind enemy lines, buried alive, buried alive
Buried alive behind enemy lines, buried alive, buried alive
Buried alive behind enemy lines, buried alive, buried alive
For the sins of all mankind

Always Check for a Wedding Band. (part II)

That little sign of submission while he was in bondage really started to show me what I had on my hands here. Much like Reanne before him, there was a great deal of promise in this one. I hadn't decided what kinda of sissy I would make him. I could always use my typical strategy and make him a simpering sissymaid. Because what lady doesn't love having a maid wait on them hand and foot? I admit that that the start of this, I had zero interest in keeping the boy.. But that inner conflict that shows in his face.. The humiliation of being abused... but that twinge of enjoyment in the back of their head, making the whole ordeal confusing and hard to stomach... I just love seeing it.. I feed off of it.. This game had to continue...

The boy had now spent several days in that cage with nothing but his cummy black nighty on to keep him warm and his dildo gag filling his mouth.. He hadn't gotten a decent meal while laying on that hardwood floor. His body was sore, his mind was weak, and he's had time to reflect on whats happened to him. He seemed to much more receptive. Ashe and myself popped the cage open and Kris demurely exitied and kneeled before me.. Before we can have anymore fun with the wretch, we needed to get some of his energy back up. I locked him by his leash and drug him over to my throne and proped my feet onto his back.. I do love a cushy footrest. Ashe went over and cleaned out the scrub bucket and filled with clean water. So the only means he had to drink the water was to suck it through his didlo gag. I scoffed and laughed at him as his face flushed with humiliation. I motioned for Ashe to to call Reanne home to prepare a meal for our new project. As ashe and Reanne went to work behind the counter, I stripped the boy down and had him start cleaning my floors. Telling him about his fate to be. Sipping on champagne I informed him that if he hasnt figured it out on his own, his life is no longer his. He is to be a slave, and is to have his body and mind reconditioned, and the sooner he accepted and went along with it, the more enjoyable the training would be. He didnt seem to be listening to me, he was much too focused on how hungry he was.

Now then, I don't how much hentai my readers follow, but i specificaly and am Fan of CG art from various japanese websites. Well, back when I was training another subbie by the name of Kit, she mentioned wanting do something in an image she saw.. When she described it, I knew the image immediatly, its by an artist who's site is sadly down by the name of Dusty Heaven. Well it never played out.. but this is image...
Now I am sure many of you can already see where this story is about to go. The meal that was to be prepared for Kris was to be a nice fresh salad. But wouldn't you know it? We were all out of dressing. Not to worry though, my handy Ashe and Reanne were on top of things. As Reanne began mixing some of the ingredients in a bowl, my sweet husband Ashe sunk to his knees to remove Reannes chastity cage. I took a break to check and see how the preperation was going to find Ashe ball deep around Reanne's prick, which thanks to the right testosterone enablers left her at a much more modest size. Since she was caged for a very long time, it didn't take exceptionally long to get Reanne to blow over the edge into the bowl. With a contented smile and a shrug of the shoulders, she proceeded to mix the contents together and properly toss the salad. I went to retrieve our little project and sat him down, and we presented a him a fresh ranch salad. Me and my girls had to bite down on our lips to the point of chomping through them, listening to our captive scarf down the salad. Its bad enough he was hammering it down, but it was even funnier to hear him say things like. "Is this homemade dressing? its so sweet and creamy!" Well, we let the boy eat until he got his fill. Ashe had to go, so Reanne and I dressed the boy in an adorable pink and white schoolie I like to give sissies..

We drug the boy down to the basement where we properly chained him to a horse. With Ashe gone and Reanne not recharged from the load he just blew, I began to pull up my plastic intruder around my hips much to the horror of lil Krissy. Forcing it into his mouth to start lubing it up I strolled arouund to his pantied bottom and began to tease his lil virgin road. I love to lightly graze it along the entry, it forces the poor boy to shiver, he can't deny that its a pleasurable feeling and it involentarily forces the boy to relax... it took mear minutes of teasing for the boy to relax and with that second of hesitation, I give him one hard thrust and pop into him. Like so many sissies before him he starts off crying in pain. The yelps of pain began to fade into soft whimpering, which then switched to quiet moans, then into pleasured wails. I smiled as I watched as the boy backed hungrily into me, griding his pantied prick into the horse as he did. This little spectecal got Reanne all reved up again and begain to plug Kris's mouth with her sissy prick again. We continued to rail him for a good hour, Reanne blew her load first and Kris obediently swallowed.. But just as he did he looked up at her with a familiar taste in his mouth that he couldn't quite put his finger on... He didn't have much time to think as my assult pushed him over the edge.

Silly sissy.. looks like he'd be spending another night in cummy panties.. and just after he got a changing. We lugged his limp body up to his cage as shame set in... left to wonder what was going to happen next.. Just like all of you are..

*Kisses*

Miss Graves. (yes.. I'm still on that hiatus)