Don’t Bore Me If You Know What’s Good For You
The one thing that really gets on my last nerve during a fantasy phone call is to be B-O-R-E-D! Do you want to know what makes me bored on a call? When you decide that I am the one who has to do all the work! Hey, it’s YOUR fantasy, so why do you refuse to participate in it?
You know, there are some of you guys that I have SUCH a great time with. Seriously. You know just how to make it fun for both of us. When you call me, you already have all of your supplies for our session and you have no problem taking part verbally. Those are so hot that I get wet as soon as the phone rings. That’s because I have a connection with those of you who really know how to play. I LOVE talking to you guys!
Now, the other ones, and you know who you are whether you admit it or not, are the ones who refuse to play right. You don’t like to say anything other than “Yes, Mistress.” It takes a totally anti-social personality to manage only that. I expect, no, DEMAND, that you give me enough respect as to at least TALK during our phone calls. If you refuse to do that, then it is a boring call for me. When I get bored, I tend to get pissed off. Do you see where I am going with this?
The point I am trying to make here is that in order to have the most fun with our phone fantasies you really MUST participate. You cannot just sit there on the other end of the phone and not say a word. That doesn’t work for me. Sorry. Now, you may be paying for the pleasure of my company on the phone, but as your Mistress, I deserve to have a little fun, too, and it’s just not fun for me when I have to do all the thinking, all the talking, and basically all the work.
Don’t get me wrong. I LOVE what I do! What else can a girl do that lets her talk to some hot men, cum over and over again all day, and get worshipped AND get paid for the pleasure? But I’m just saying that I don’t like it when I am made to FEEL like I am working. Do you see what I mean? You wouldn’t like it either if the shoe was on the other foot. So behave, participate and GET ME OFF, too!
Is This One Big Enough?
So many of you guys love it when I fuck you up the ass with my special strap on cock but it seems that a lot of you want a cock that’s bigger than the average size. Well, I have them in all sizes so you can choose which ones you want me to use in our fantasies. The thing is how do you decide which size is large enough?
One way, of course, is to simply try out a lot of difference sized dildos until you find the one that feels the best to you. If you think you would enjoy a generous sized one, say around eight or nine inches, you may want to begin with the eight inch size and work your way up. It’s not always a bad idea to do a little stretching before committing to something of a superior size. You may like pain, though, and in that case, don’t bother with any working your way up to anything. Just pick the largest size available and go for it. It might hurt a bit, or a lot, but you won’t care because you LIKE pain.
The whole process is really rather amusing to me because you all think that you’re each being quite different. According to your self deprecating tones over the phone, no one has ever wanted a cock as big as the one YOU want. Yeah, ok, whatever you say, big guy. I want you to know that most of you are just alike in that department.
When I choose a cock for you, it is most likely that I am going to pick one that is sized according to MY mood, not yours. After all, WHO is the Mistress here? You or Me? I think you already know the answer to that. So I will naturally be the one picking the dildo size that we start with. It won’t do you any good to beg me to stop if it hurts. If I am in the mood to fuck you with a huge strap on dick, that’s what will happen.
Now, assuming that you may at some point find a woman who will fuck you, if you’re an ass virgin, you may want to consider starting out with a small size, maybe even a pocket rocket size. You can be sure that size won’t be overly uncomfortable. Never let an experienced woman near you with anything over four inches. You’ll be sorry if you do.
Let Me Show You How It’s Done
So many of you guys think you know everything there is to know about fucking a woman just because you happen to have a dick. You think you know everything that it takes to make a woman feel good having your dick inside her pussy just ramming away. I have a news flash for you: Not ALL of you know what you’re doing when you fuck a woman even though you have had a dick all of your lives.
Now, here’s the deal. When you call me and we have one of our little fantasies, I can tell you EXACTLY how to use your dick on a woman. How, you may ask? That’s simple, too. I have my very own cock. Of course, it’s made from a plastic type of material and is attached to me by a strap, but it’s still the same in a lot of ways. I have to know how to use it, just as YOU have to know how to use yours.
Imagine that you are kneeling on all fours in front of me as I am on my knees positioned right behind you. I have generously lubricated your puckered little hole and you can feel the head of my “cock” gently pushing at that little hole. Slowly, I start to push just a bit so that you can feel that cock start to make its way inside your ass walls. How are you liking that so far? Am I making it feel oh so good?
If the answer is yes, then you need to know that I am doing it the RIGHT way. I am not rushing and am taking my time which makes like a lot easier for you, doesn’t it? Think about that when you decide to start ramming your cock into a woman’s pussy. There is a time for power fucking and you need to know when that is. Chances are, though, that is usually not right at the very beginning in spite of what you may see in the movies.
Remember this the next time that you’re tempted to just plow into a woman. Yes, that can be really hot sometimes, especially when it’s spontaneous. But something you really want to file away for future reference is that nearly all women enjoy being treated like they are special and the moment is cherished. Don’t make them feel that you’re some sort of wild animal who is just there for your own pleasure. If you think about hers, too, I can guarantee that you’ll get yours, too.
Bend Over For Me
Do you know what one of the most hated phrases is for women that come from men? The phrase “Bend over for me, baby.” Now what makes all men think that women are just dying to hear that demand coming from the lips of her man? They don’t like it much, or at all. That’s another big reason that I enjoy being a Dominatrix. As your Mistress, I can command that you “Bend over for me” anytime I feel like it and MAKE you do it.
What do you suppose will happen when I tell you to bend over for me? Well, let’s think for a second what happens, or what you EXPECT to happen, when you say that to a woman. You have something hard and thick to slide inside her, don’t you? Of course, you’re going to expect her to want it up her ass, aren’t you? This is the part that I truly want to laugh at because just guess where I am going to put this hard and thick object I have here.
That’s right. I’ll let you look over your shoulder as you’re on all fours in front of me. You can look back and see that I am wearing a “cock” of a rather long length and considerable thickness. The other thing you can probably figure out is that it is this object that I will be using to fuck your tight little puckered asshole. I’ll do you a favor, though. There is some lubricant on hand that I will use so that it will slide right in. Naturally, I will have to push it to get it to really go in. You won’t mind that, though, will you? Because that’s what you think all women love, isn’t it? So why wouldn’t you love it, too?
I am only writing this today to make you think before you act. When I fuck you in the ass with a strap on, at least I know what I am doing. Most of you men out there have no clue what it takes to truly make a women enjoy anal sex. A bit of advice: Don’t take your instructions from porn movies. The people who script those have no clue either what a REAL women enjoys. That’s probably why there are so many clueless men running around loose in the world. Don’t worry. If you’re one of them, I know everything there is that will help put you on the right track.
Take Me to the Limit
Do you know why I am a Dominatrix? Well, there are many reasons. I love being in charge and making men do what I say. That’s a huge part of it. But another pretty big part is that I have never met a man who can give me MY fantasy. Oh yes, I, too, have a fantasy. Just because I spend most of my time giving you all YOUR fantasies doesn’t mean that I don’t have one as well.
My fantasy is not really an out of the ordinary one. In fact, it’s pretty simple. I want a man who can take me to the limit of pleasure. He needs to romance me and make me weak in the knees. I want to be TAKEN, not ASKED. In short, what I give in my sessions is pretty close to what I want from a man.
I want to be kissed until I can’t breathe right and I want for that part to go on forever. Then I want to be touched and caressed, have my neck and ear lobes nibbled on. Oh yes, and my nipples are among the most sensitive areas on my body so I love to have them gently licked and sucked. Make me crazy and feeling like I am in a movie.
Any man who can do that to me would most likely have me from now on. It takes a strong man to be with me and I have just not ever met one. All the men I meet are generally weak willed and submissive. I tell men what to do and they do it. What I would love to experience just one time is a man who can make ME want to do whatever he wants. That is such a feeling that I would do just about anything to have it.
So there you have it: MY fantasy. Any takers? Maybe there are some of you who would like to give it a shot. I am reasonably sure that you will not be able to live up to the task. But that’s the thing about fantasies. They are always much better in your head than in reality. I am aware that there is no man out there who can make me feel this way, but man oh man is it ever fun to think about. I can masturbate for hours just imagining what that phenomenal man would make me feel. And I DO.
Can You Keep A Secret?
I just HAVE to tell you all what I did last night! It probably won’t be such a shock to those of you who talk to me on a regular basis, but it still might make you laugh a bit. I have wanted to do this for a really long time and finally, the opportunity presented itself.
You all know that my man is pretty much a cuckold and he does what he is told. But last night I took things a step further. I went out and picked up a great looking guy and brought him home with me. It helped that this guy was a bit on the submissive side so it didn’t take much to convince him to tie up my man in a chair sitting in the corner of the bedroom. He tied him up nice and tight and also slipped a gag in his mouth.
Once that was all taken care of, I told him to strip for me and join me on the bed. That was some of the best sex I have ever had! This guy had a beautiful cock and it did good work. He fucked me for over an hour while my man watched from the corner of the room. I came over and over again just knowing that he was being made to watch me take another man’s cock. You see, he is rarely allowed to fuck me. He services me, of course, just not in a way that allows HIM to get off.
When I was tired, I told the guy to leave. Once he was gone, I went over to my man and untied him, and took the gag out of his mouth. I looked him directly in the eyes and asked him if he knew what he was going to be doing next. He nodded a bit hesitantly but he knew. I lay back down on the bed, spread my legs apart and instructed him to lick my pussy clean. That meant that he also had to clean out the other guy’s cum from inside me.
You might think something like that would bother a man, but not him. He licked enthusiastically and whole heartedly. I couldn’t have asked for a better pussy cleaner anywhere. The really fun thing about the whole night is that I have the entire thing filmed on my secret camera placed in a very strategic place. I can watch it any time I want.
Some Days Are Better Than Others
Today was just one of those days. I was really horny and only a very few of you called me. Now just why was that? You made me suffer all alone and make my own entertainment. To those of you who DID call me and gave me some fun, you know who you are and that I adore you.
I had to haul out my toys today just because most of you were too busy to call me or were otherwise occupied. Yes, I am pouting right now and those of you who actually had the NERVE to miss a phone session with me are going to be rather sorry for that. You’ve been warned.
Now, I would like to tell you about my very favorite call today. It was so hot. This client wanted a fantasy with me playing the part of a Mistress who is also a hypnotist. He lays out the fantasy of living next door to me and I have already planted a hypnotic suggestion in his mind. I have invited another female friend over and have called him on the telephone, saying his special phrase. He immediately comes over to my house.
This is where his fantasy gets fun. Once he gets into my house, I give him commands that have him stripping and then dressing in a cute little French maid’s uniform. I have him applying make up and performing all sorts of prissy little activities. All of this is done without his knowledge, though, since he has been hypnotized.
It was only a matter of time before my friend and I were to don our strap ons and use them on our cute little French maid’s tiny, tight, little puckered hole. Oh yes, we had quite a time with our cute little maid. Eventually, we invited more people to come over and join in on the fun. We had him serving our guests in many different interesting ways.
At the end of the call, I was to have him clean up, get dressed back in his clothes, and return to his home. Once he was there, I was to phone him again and say the phrase that would bring him out of the hypnotic trance. The whole point was to have him doing all of these things but he never ever knew that he did any of them. This guy takes the award for having the most imaginative fantasy I have heard in a while.
Are You Holding Out On Me?
One of the things that my man knows is that he is always to turn over his pay from work to me. I mean all of it, and all the time, not just when he feels like it. A lot of you know that, too, because you have to turn over a certain amount of money to me from YOUR jobs, too. I demand it and expect it and it really pisses me off when anyone holds out on me. I get especially pissed when that person holding out on me is my man.
I caught him doing that just yesterday and let me tell you, he is STILL paying for it. Apparently, he has been sneaking a very few dollars here and there, making it just small enough so that I would not notice. Since I assumed that we understood each other on this, I stopped counting the money long ago, which was MY mistake. It is a mistake that I will not be making again, however.
I just happened to discover his little stash all hidden away in the back of his sock drawer. It was actually IN one of his socks. I suppose that was pretty smart on his part but I was furious when I found it. It was inconceivable to me that he would do such a thing! Immediately, I confiscated the money and waited for him to get home from work.
When he walked through the door, I was waiting for him on the sofa. As was our routine, he came over and knelt down at my feet, bowing his head. I asked him how his day was and if he had made more money for me. His answers were customary. Then I asked him if there was anything that he felt he‘d like to confess to me. At that, he turned a bit pale.
I showed him the sock I had found with the money in it. He began begging and pleading but I was not interested in the least. He was immediately taken to our punishment room where he was tied to ropes hanging down from hooks on the ceiling. I left him in there, naked, for quite some time before going back to see what else I wanted to do to him.
However, when I went back, I gave him a chance to explain why he had hidden the money. It turns out that he was saving it because he wanted to buy me a special present. Now you tell me, how could I still be angry over that? He is still performing extra tasks for lying to me though.
A Night at the Club
As all of you know, I am a bit of a dominatrix in both my private life and professional life. My man is more of a slave to me than he is a partner but that’s the way I like it. Most of my female friends are also in that type of lifestyle and sometimes we all go out together to this special club. It’s a club for people who enjoy dominating and being dominated. There are even dungeons set up so that the patrons can get into their own scenes. These are set up because a lot of the people who come to this club are sort of in the closet about what they like. So they go to the club to get their “fix.”
Everyone knows what I like and I am not embarrassed about it at all. I just visit the club sometimes because it’s fun. Besides, you just never know who you’ll meet there. I like meeting new slaves because it’s a whole different scene with each new one. You never know what they’re going to do.
Anyway, last night was one of those girls’ nights out for us and we went to the club. I was kind of itchy to break in a new slave so I was looking around from the time we walked through the door. Sure enough, I spied the perfect victim almost immediately. He was actually pretty good looking and most women would have been crazy over him. But I knew just by looking at him what he wanted and it wasn’t an evening of roses and champagne.
I stared at him until he felt me watching him. When he turned to look at me, I crooked my finger at him and motioned him to come over to me. He did so instantly. Giving him a slow smile, I pointed down to the floor and he knelt. Oh, this was so great! One I didn’t have to show the basics to. I got us a dungeon room and he followed me there on all fours.
Once we were in the dungeon, I had him turning all sorts of tricks for me. But honestly, I was so horny, and he was so cute, I had to break down and let him lick my pussy. Of course, I was comfortably seated on my throne chair and I am sure the cold stone floor hurt his knees a bit. But I have to say I enjoyed it quite a bit. When I had cum several times, I finally let him up and was amused to see how hard his cock was. Too bad he had to leave with it like that.
Why did I ride the bus today?
I just got off the bus today and I have to say that it was the worst bus ride I have ever been on. Most of the time I can take the bus and have a pleasant ride through town without having to worry about who or what is sitting next to me. But this ride was a mistake from the moment I got on and sat down.
I don’t mind guys looking at me, or even slipping a hand into their pockets while they are looking at me, but this guy on the bus went just a bit overboard with it. He sat across from me and stared while his hand slid down into his pants and he actually started to wank right there on the bus! Now, I have been known to do similar things like that in the past so I can’t really get too upset. But this guy shouldn’t have been out in public let alone staring at me and stroking his cock.
If you are one of these guys who can’t seem to control yourself, I have a little tip for you; DO NOT stare at the lady you are fantasizing about. It really freaks us out when you do that and it is not pleasurable to think about later, either. Just get a good look and then close your eyes or something. I don’t mind watching you do it on the bus, but put your tongue back in your mouth and don’t get that glazed over look in your eyes like you are gonna pull out a dead salmon and start smacking people with it.
Be somewhat inconspicuous about what you are doing, huh? All the ladies know what you are doing and what you are thinking about while you are doing it. It’s not really a big surprise or anything, you know? Just don’t make us sit there and think you are some kind of creep or anything. Like I said, I don’t mind at all if you want to wank after seeing me. In fact, I love watching a man stroke his nice hard cock for me. Of course, that is in the privacy of a bedroom, or on the phone, and with a guy I at least know. Some stranger doing it and drooling while he is staring at me on a bus is A HUGE turnoff, guys. Even sluts like me find it gross!
