How many of you have dreamed of being completely submissive. You want to be in the presence of a woman with whom you can not even argue, beg, plead, or bargain with to give you just a hint of mercy. You want to feel as small as an ant and have her holding your fate in her hands.
If the thought of an Amazon, picking your up between her thumb and forefinger drives you to the edge, welcome to giantess phone sex. You are going to be a tiny little pest that she treats as such. You never know what a giantess will do to you if you make her angry enough. What are you going to do her if you don’t like it. Are you going to kick her big toe? Will you attempt to climb up her legs? If you try, you will be flicked away, if you are lucky.
Giantess phone sex can incorporate many types of scenarios. Maybe you are one who enjoys the crushing fantasy. This is a somewhat common fantasy, however, it is not discussed much because of the extreme stigma attached. Another giantess fantasy can be asphyxiation. You have a woman much taller and stronger than you choking you when you get out of line.
Whatever you find erotic about a woman being extremely tall and sexy and bringing you pain while taking your freedom can be brought to a phone sex call or adult messenger chat session by your Giantess Mistress. You may also incorporate other forms of domination, including small cock humiliation and forced bi.
Even if this is something you have not thought about, we can discuss it. As with any other phone sex, there is no “right” way. You should just honestly explain what you are desiring. If you can not tell your Mistress what really turns you on, how can she know? I am sensual, intelligent, and demanding, but psychic is not in the list.
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I love the cuckolds who whine and wonder why they are being treated in such a humiliating manner. Are you really not able to understand why you have earned this type of treatment? I find that hard to believe.
A woman has needs. If they are not being met, what makes those needs any different from hunger or thirst. You may think she should just deal with what she is being given and be thankful, but that is not the case.
After asking a few questions, the whole scenario is quite clear. On a basic level, cuckolding is homogeneous throughout relationships. The woman needed something and expressed her desires. Those desires were not met, for whatever reason. Now, she is going to meet those needs and show you what happens when you treat her as if her cravings are not important.
If you were wise, you would use this degrading experience to learn. What is it she is getting from her stud that she never gets from you? How does he touch the woman whom you thought was yours, and yours alone? Does she moan differently? Does her body writhe in ways you have forgotten it could?
Suffer your punishments with some dignity. Open your eyes and take notes. Learn to please the one who controls you and maybe, just maybe, she will let you touch her again. If you refuse to change, you will find yourself in a situation in which you are nothing more than a voyeur and your hand is your only partner.
In the two post immediately prior to this one, I gave you insight into what I like outside the world of phone sex domination. You asked. I told.That led me to think about telling you all what I like about the varied fetishes you bring to me each and every day. From those who want to feel their hands gliding up and down their cocks to those who want to feel the same glide, but in their throats. If you want to be my sissy bitch or need a guiding hand on your way to the ultimate transformation into a complete woman, each of you brings me something different.
Ladies, do not think you have been left out. My female slaves are special as well. I can have so much fun with you. You have a unique presence and should never forget that. Watching you slam a dildo into your pussy as you suck a cock or lick another cunt is no less fun than watching my sissy whores take a cock in their sissy pussies.
As I was thinking about this, I thought about what makes every call fun. Why does each fetish amuse me? These thoughts led to what I am going to do.
Over the next several posts, I am going to tell you why I like a mix of calls. Guided masturbation is not the same as feminization, but they are equally entertaining and interesting for me. I am going to dedicate one blog post to each fetish for which I have had calls. Some of these may be more common than others, but that does not mean any are less important to me.
These are not going to be in any order. That means I had better not receive emails asking why I prefer X to Y. I am telling you now that is not the case. If you tell me it is, you will find out that sensual can turn into bitchy very quickly.
Watching you slide a nine inch cock down your throat is definitely entertaining. Having you on your hands and knees as I ram my strap on into your tight ass is definitely fun. Feeling a tongue slide up my boot, and maybe higher if you are a good bitch, makes me smile.There are other things I like as well. I will create a list of the most common likes I am asked about.Food- Gumbo, Jambalaya, Lasagna, Cobb Salad, apricotsMusic- This is a very hard question, as I have very eclectic taste. I listen to every type of music from Beethoven to Tupac to Led Zeppelin.
Television- I never miss My Name is Earl, The Office, Supernatural, Doctor Who, and Torchwood. I also enjoy the Discovery Channel, The Learning Channel, and the History Channel. I read the news, so have no need to watch it.
Movies- Why does everyone think I only watch 9 1/2 weeks? Come on guys! There is so much more out there! Don’t get me wrong, Mickey Rourke was a pleasure to see, but that movie is not going to win any awards. My favorites movies of all time are Shawshank Redemption, which is a wonderfully written novella by one Richard Bachman, the Green Mile, the Lion King, Imitation of Life, Brokeback Mountain, Die Hard, the Terminator, Batman Begins, Friday, and the Devil Wears Prada.
Now, you can see that is a well rounded variety. I am sure someone with a great talent for finding connections will somehow link everything I have listed to sex. I am waiting for that email to appear in my inbox.
You have had your glimpse. The next post will give you a peek into my carnal motivations.
The title of this entry was inspired by an actual instant message I was sent. This person could not believe I enjoyed anything aside from sex related activities. I can enjoy more than making you suck cock, telling you how to stroke your cock, making you lick a pussy clean, or other fun physical activities.To say I was shocked is an understatement. Every person, submissive or dominant, has a multi-faceted personality. Why would I be any different? In this post, I will reveal four facts that have shocked others. I do not know why they were shocking.Shocking fact number one: I absolutely love football! I enjoy it for the strategic planning and physical prowess that are the two most important factors. These men have great minds and talent, which I do feel are overlooked quite often. Yes, many of them are excellent physical specimens, but how many of us could remain calm and focused if fifty thousand angry fans were shouting obscenities?Shocking fact number two: I adore classic muscle cars. I also know more about them than colors and number of doors. I have rebuilt or assisted in the rebuilding of three and am in the process of choosing my next project. I must tell you, I am the sexiest person I have every seen under the hood of a 1968 Mustang.
Shocking fact number three: Science fiction is a favorite form of entertainment. From the classic Twilight Zone to Stargate SG-1, I am a fan of science fiction. I find it is more mentally stimulating than a thirty minute sitcom with cliched jokes.
Shocking fact number four: Science and learning are not geek pursuits. I spend quite a bit of my spare time watching The Learning Channel, Discovery, History Channel, and reading about subjects that can be found on the aforementioned. I know Allan Greenspan is not a bridge in Washington DC. Keynes was a genius. Karl Marx was not a member of the comedic family. DNA is not a boy band. Mitochondria is not a type of flu and is contained within your body.
Being open-minded does not only pertain to sex. When a mind is open, many types of knowledge may enter. I am just as passionate about subjects considered mundane as I am about my carnal pursuits.
Some of you have asked again that I explain what type of Mistress I am. I have explained it so many times in response to individual inquiries, I knew it was time to refresh those memories of my strokers, fems, sissies, bisexual cock lovers, and others fetishists!First, I think you all need to understand sensuality and stringency can coexist within the same psyche. What implication is leading many of you to believe I am a not able to revel in my feminine wiles while control your submissive ass is beyond my comprehension. How do you make these hypotheses?
A woman can be confident, sexy, and alluring, while being ball-busting and demanding. I assert myself without losing one ounce of my femininity. You will have no doubt in your mind I am serious. Those who have doubted that such a sexy and soft voice could be the owned by a woman who will put you down on the ground and grind her shoe into you for being disrespectful have found out their thoughts were completely incorrect.
If you know how to respect a lady, especially one who is your Mistress, you will never have to see the nasty side of my personality emerge. You will find I enjoy the carnal pleasures of life and prefer to spend my time experiencing pleasure as opposed to being pissed off and dealing out punishment and pain. I can get off on both. Can you?
In my next post, I will give you more insight into your Mistress’ dislikes and joys.
Yes, phase three was upon Ella, sissy cock slut extraordinaire. Let’s get into that.You see, two other hard working subs had been on the premises, Gina and Todd. Gina was assigned the tasks of making my car gleam. She is wonderful with detail work, cars and otherwise. Todd had done what all handymen do, a bit of gardening, cleaning the shutters, etc. Since they had done exemplary work, I gave them a time to present themselves at my front door.I had grown bored and restless. I wanted to watch something entertaining and that something was going to be them.
My three bitches were before me. I pulled the drapes , locked all the doors, and silenced the phones. This was my time to have fun!
All three stood in silence, heads bowed. I began by telling them to all lose their modesty and strip. The did so immediately, knowing I would not be happy if I were kept waiting.
I had Ella and Todd lie on the floor, on their sides, facing each other. I told them to move their hands all over each other’s bodies. I wanted to see them hungrily lapping at each other’s lips and tongues before they received anything else.
Gina, I had special plans for. Gina had been a bad girl and decided to take a phone call while she was doing her work for me. She had to be taught a lesson.
She was told to lie on her back on my lounge and watch. I had her place her hands at her side. Before going to her, I commanded my two bisexual sissy slave sluts to stop devouring each other and rise to their knees.
I reached down and slowly removed my panties. I bent over and told each of them to inhale deeply, taking in the aroma of a a delicious pussy. When I thought they had been given enough reward, I told them to go back to their prior activities.
Gina, was going to get more than just a scent. I moved to the lounge ad straddled her face. Before lowering my pussy to her mouth, I rubbed it all over her face, telling her she was going to have to show me she was sorry.
Gina knew what she had to do. As I lowered my cunt to her mouth, her pink tongue had already pushed past her lips.My clit made contact and she began to massage with her tongue. I could see my juices making her face glisten. The lapping sounds were playing a tune for my ears.
After a bit of oral pleasuring, I raised myself and commanded my sissy whores to change position, with each placing his face in front of the other’s cock.
I have always extolled the virtues of effective oral communication.
Sometimes, an objective, third party view is needed within a situation. Guided masturbation is a perfect example of this. You don’t think so? I beg to differ.When you are concentrating on jerking your cock and cumming, which are you really thinking about? Are you analyzing your technique? Do you take the time to note other “meaningless” portions of the act? Absolutely not! Your mind is focused on the fantasy that is driving the speeding cum train through your cock.
That is where I step in and stop the runaway locomotive before it becomes a train-wreck. Your technique works. The end result desired is achieved. Chopping down a tree with a dull pocket knife will eventually work, as well. Would you call that an efficient method?
Many of you are using pocket knives. Put them away and let’s try something new. Remember, the worst thing that could happen is that you find your mechanical method much more fulfilling and desirable than alternatives. If that should happen, which is possible, but as likely as you or I having a vacation house on the Sea of Tranquility (look it up *smirks*), you can return to your method.
I am offering you knowledge that could make a decent orgasm excellent. If decent can become excellent, imagine what your best orgasm ever could feel like. If you follow my instructions, you will not have to imagine anymore. Those fantasies and sensations can quickly becoming a waking reality for you.
My eyes have closed as you let your hands work their magic. I open one, just for a brief moment. What I see is the smile of someone who is enjoying what he is doing.You move to the ball of my foot. You use your thumbs to massage in circles.You move slowly and gently, which is exactly what I expect from you.You seem to be quickening your pace, every so slightly. I think I know why. You want to get to the toes. You do love toes.
You carefully flex each toe, before you massage it. You massage the bottom, the sides, the top, and the tip. You work from the smallest toe, in to the big toe. When you reach the big toe, you make a circle with your thumb and your finger. You slip it over my toe and use it to massage up and down.
By now, my foot feels as light as air. You finish and move to the other foot, repeating every step. I am completely relaxed and it feels as if all the stress from the day has been released through my feet.
Just when I begin to think you have completed your project, you lean over and blow your hot breath on my toes. You move from side to side, letting the warmth stimulate my skin. You do this several times.
I open my eyes again, from their closure due to your excellent skills with lower extremities. I nod and you bend your head to the next task.
You take my littlest toe between your thumb and finger and slowly let your tongue flick over it. Eventually, the strokes become longer and pushed by more pressure. You are licking my toe as if it were a lollipop.
After a long day in my boots, I need a good massage. Sometimes, a woman must suffer for fashion. There is no way to avoid that. I know I do not have to suffer for long. I come in and you are waiting, quietly. I make my way to my lounge chair. You are already engrossed in your task. Your hands gently cup my heels and lift my legs to be placed comfortably on the lounge. When I am relaxed, you make your way to your knees and move to the end of my lounge chair.With care and a sensitive touch, your fingers pull my boot zippers down. You are moving so slowly, I barely hear the zipper movement. When the zipper is all the way down, you gently place your fingers inside the boot and use them to move the boot from my foot. I feel very little, if any pressure at all.
You place my boot softly on the floor and rub your hands together to warm them. You know I do not like cold hands. When you are sure your hands are not too cold, you wrap them around my ankles and kneed the tension away. You hear me sigh.
From the ankles, you slowly make your way down, to the heel. I feel your fingers gently pressing into the soft flesh, coaxing the swelling away. I burrow into the pillows and drift further into relaxation.
When you reach the instep. you make a loose fist and move it back and forth across the area. With each swipe, you press just a bit harder, but not enough to cause me any discomfort…
