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.
I am sure you are all wondering what else happened, since reading the last installment. Well, I am going to tell you. That’s right. I am going to tell you. You will hear me describe every lick, every stroke, every moment of sucking and sticking.I decided that is a story which was meant to be heard, not read. The sheer pleasure and enjoyment can never be conveyed properly through a silent medium. So much of the raw emotion and animal carnality of it is lost.
I began to write, but found myself laughing, smiling, and smirking at certain thoughts. I realized written words alone could not convey what brought those emotional movements to the surface.
I will be continuing this peek into my escapades in written format, for those who insist upon reading it. For those who, like me, appreciate the inflections, tonality, and almost imperceptible quality changes that make the human voice the most intricate instrument in existence, I will place this story in audio format and make it available here, in my blog.
Do not worry. I will not censor anything. The full story, in written form, will accompany the audio version, You may listen and read along if you like. I will leave that decision up to you.
Since I am in a very good mood today, I am going to make this even easier for you. I will not create one long audio. The audio will be in sections and will be posted when I complete them.
I will post to announce when the audio is ready for your listening pleasure. I know hearing the clit-licking, cock-sucking, ass-fucking adventures of my sissy maid whore will make you all wish you were me. In this case, that wish can not come try. If you wish you were Ella, Gina, or Todd, that is something we should discuss.
Now, do not forget to check out the new audios I have posted already. If you do not appreciate them, I just will have to stop posting them, won’t I?
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.
