Punishing a Public Masturbator [2:46m]:
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Today has been a wonderful day in the world of fem dom phone sex! Hell, all week has rocked. I’ve had such fun calls. I’ve talked to a wicked assortment of men and enjoyed every single call. Of course I’ve had my favorites… one of which called today. J is a flasher. He’s one of those men you’d expect to wear a trench coat and jump out at you on a busy street. But he’s more complicated than that. He hides behind trees and jumps out to expose himself to college girls. I, personally, would smack the shit out of anyone who tried that with me. However, they merely laughed and called him a fag. On the bright side, he realized the error of his ways. He deserved punishment and knew it. So J called the Empresses Nadia, Sophia and I. We walked him through a session with clothespins and paddle… and of course made him lick it up when he “made a mess without permission”. It was a very amusing call to say the least! I’m pondering lots of very embarrassing public humiliation scenarios to break him of his filthy habit once and for all!
I’m writing a scene for a Mistress Alway Wins audio to record later. I became intrigued over an idea that came to mind last week. What if a rich Mistress turned the tables and paid a male escort a unimaginable sum to degrade himself for her pleasure. I imagine the thrill of making him undress while she’s clothed. She tells him to slowly masturbate himself and sets the pace of his pleasure. Of course, pleasure isn’t all that’s on her mind… she wants him to suffer as well. It sounds so decadently delicious, doesn’t it? Yummy. I can’t wait to finish it. I imagine it will cause many of your little wanker dicks to rise high! Want a taste of my delicous voice before you decide to join? Visit my latest audio on the Cock Control forum, Teasemania. The name of it Bad Boy Gets Chastity. I’m sure you can imagine what it’s about, lol!
And if you’re so inclined… check out Pass the Penis… a wicked new game brought to you by the wonderful LDW Mistresses. You know you want to… and we can’t wait to torment you by turns!
Empress Lauren
1-800-356-6169
empress.lauren@yahoo.com
Iron Fist, Velvet Glove [3:13m]:
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One of the things I hear from potential callers and phone sex callers alike is, “You looks so soft and sweet, I can’t imagine you being mean enough.” Well, love… not every fem dom is a hardcore, leather wearing, whip wielding bitch from hell. Some of us are iron fists in velvet gloves. I listen for not on the the things you say, but the things you don’t. I draw you in with softness, seduction… well placed questions that you answer in the heat of your lust. Then I note it inside my head, those triggers that I can later push, ripping your safety net out from under you. After all, I’m merely soft and seductive. I never beat you or punish you with anything but gentle mockery and ridicule. I never make you tell me things, I only ask and lead you down the road I’d like for you to travel with me. I tempt you with the thought of cleansing yourself through confession, never dreaming that by the very act of talking about your darkest desires, you’re opening your sexual awareness to them even wider.
That’s when I touch you. At first my hand feels soft, of course, it’s what you’re expecting. Then I whisper in your ear some totally shocking thing, some request and since I’m stroking you, arousing you… of course you’ll agree. That’s when I start using those erotic confessions against you. I suggest whispered fantasies, things you crave inside your head… things you couldn’t possibly do for real. And you do them for me, only for me. The stakes rise with each consequent request. At first it’s eating your cum for me, then dressing in the panties, then the strap on assplay I require from you. It all seems so fun at first, then you realize I’m leading you deeper and deeper into my world. In my world, you belong to me, your cock, your heart and your semen… and then I start controlling even that.
I begin by limiting your orgasms, though not your masturbation, encouraging you to stroke to the edge for me numerous times a day. Then one day, I take your orgasm away completely. It’s time for your splooge, you’ve been waiting patiently and it makes the blueball ache of your orgasm denial even worse. I don’t lock you away then, though I should… is that the next step in this “soft” fem dom’s plan to own you completely? And you thought I couldn’t do it…
Empress Lauren
1-800-356-6169
empress.lauren@yahoo.com
Orgasm Denial as an Act of Self Mastery, Not Humiliation [2:34m]:
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Let’s face it, boys. When you’re a chronic masturbator, you can’t help but notice the lack of energy and stamina after you’re blown your load. Most orgasm denial phone sex focuses on the phone humiliation aspect. Don’t you agree when you haven’t splooged for a week or so you’re more focused, more productive and even more creative? Think about how drained you feel when you’ve orgasmed, how weak and limp and useless… In fact… when you leave all your juices where they belong, you’re a better man for it.
Many so-called secret sexual practices like tantra revolve around sexual intercourse or masturbation to the edge, over and over without orgasm at all. Satisfaction is attained by the slow build, the anticipation, the increased sexual awareness that leaves you eager, energetic… unlike the weakness that orgasm brings. In this vein, it’s not so much cockteasing blueball that’s the goal, rather raising your consciousness by deliberately containing your most vital essence, semen. It’s about keeping it inside, flowing free. There’s no real celibacy, stimulation is encouraged, often required…. so this isn’t about chastity training in the least.
Do you feel more ambitious when you’ve mastered self control? Does the feel of your aching balls remind you of all the things inside you that need release, not just your spunk? Balzac claimed that with every orgasm, another novel was lost. Perhaps you need this self control, this erotic denial to push you closer to the man you long to be? Orgasm denial isn’t always about humiliation or female domination, often it’s an act of self mastery and control. Does that fascinate you as much as me? If so, give me a call and let’s explore orgasm denial as a journey of enlightenment, not humiliation or domination.
Of course, let me know that’s what you need, what you crave. I’ll be your partner in building the tension to the edge over and over and I promise, I’ll remind you orgasm isn’t the goal here. It’s about the journey, not the destination… let’s travel together.
Empress Lauren
1-800-356-6169
empress.lauren@yahoo.com
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Real Life Foot Fetish Observations [2:30m]:
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I don’t talk about specifics as much as I should sometimes, but tonight I’ll open up concerning foot fetish. I have nice, long tan legs of course and wear high heels well. I will own being quite the shoe whore with lots of stripper heels, pvc boots and of course regular heels, exotic though they may be. I am truly the foot fetishist’s dream, which brings me to an incident this afternoon that made me realize the power a woman’s feet can truly hold over a man who’s weak for feet.
I was shoe shopping, waiting while bitch boy got my groceries. I was wandering among the racks, checking out the latest styles and disappointed there weren’t more platforms. I love that extra boost and even if they aren’t the in thing, they make my legs look quite magnificent. I’m tall and my stride is long, yet my ass tilts. My mother bemoaned my naturally sexy strut when I was younger, now I use it with pride. Anyway, the salesman approached, he was in his early twenties and seemed eager to please a tall, curvy blonde woman straight out of his wettest dreams. I asked him if he had anything with a 4-5″ heel with platforms. His face lit up as he ran to the back to collect a couple of last years styles.
I picked out one pair that were tan with gold inlay. They are 5 inches, two inches of platform on the front, open toe and with a narrow down to wide heel so I don’t get that ankle turning over sensation. I could see him oozing with lust as he placed the shoes on my feet. I smiled knowingly at him and watched as he blushed. I stood and walked the length of the store, hitting my sexy stride and I knew I could have made the poor boy do anything I wanted. Absolute power over a man is a heady sensation. The other pair were simple mules, leather slides in basic black… a nice, yet sexy shoe that I can wear with anything.
So do any of you boys drip at the thought of foot fetish phone sex? Are you freaky for fuck me pumps? Is shoe salesman to hot girls like me your most treasured fantasy? Let’s talk about it.
Empress Lauren
1-800-356-6169
empress.lauren@yahoo.com
Panty Perverts, Cuckolds and Glory Hole Cocksuckers [3:06m]:
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So this week in phone sex has been shaping up quite well. I’ve had lots of really fun calls with delicious deviants getting off on the most bizarre things. While that’s always par for this course, lol, I’m not sure if my sense of humor is in overdrive or if there’s something in the water. So many panty perverts out there, I’ve talked to soo many panty sniffers, panty thieves, panty sluts, panty waists, lol….
I’ve found that certain types of calls run in streaks, for instance, I’ll get a run of public masturbators wanking furiously from the front seat of their cars. In front on grocery stores on the hunt for soccer moms, outside of tanning salons lying in wait for the college girls… it seems they’re everywhere, lol…. and their weapons are loaded! It’s always fun to make them take off their pants and put them in the back seat. The thrill of exposure drives them to the edge and back, over and over… wondering if the next second will lead to orgasm or arrest. Me? I’m happy to help by adding my laughter, an extra layer of exposure… the public humiliation is more than they can handle as they splooge on their steering wheels!
And then the cuckold cocksuckers who are learning to please their wives in every way, becoming the perfect slut for their women. So many men are realizing they just don’t have it in them to give their woman that really good, hard fuck they need. What’s a good hubby to do but find someone more capable? The tame cuckold is truly a rare find, a treasure really. So willing and ready to not only her ready herself for her new lover, but also eager to help out with the creampie cleanup! I mean, what woman wouldn’t desire a willing wittol on his knees licking, suckling, soothing her sore aching cunt after being fucked by an alpha male stud? Or taken a glorious big, black cock for the very first time? I just can’t see a downside to an open, honest cuckold relationship.
And don’t get me started on all the dirty little cocksuckers pimped out on jizz soaked floors. I know it seems cliche, the whole glory hole phenomena, but I adore the simplicity of it. So anonymous. So filthy. So fucking hot to think of forcing some fag to his knees before a looming open hole, empty stall next to him only a moment before a faceless cock makes it’s way through and I say… suck, motherfucker, lol. I don’t know why, but I love the idea of it, it excites me. Maybe I’m living vicariously through all my little cocksucking faggots. Maybe deep down I wish I could be that nasty… or maybe I just want you to be, lol? Either way… it’s all in good, dirty phone sex fun!
Empress Lauren
1-800-356-6169
empress.lauren@yahoo.com
Cocksucking for Fun and Profit [2:53m]:
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I sent him out on a mission, suck as many cocks as you can, make as much money as you deserve, bring your cum filled mouth and your cash home to me. He was more than happy to oblige. This vital step in his cocksucker training made him realize exactly what he is to me…. my cocksucking whore. He’d always avoided the glory holes and the bookstores, knowing instinctively once he started, he would never stop. He was right.
The very instant I suggested his mission, he rebelled a bit. He begged me to do anything but that. He swore he’d service my strap on cock as often as I liked. But I knew that wouldn’t be enough to satisfy me. Sure, I adore bending a sissy slut cocksucker over and violating his black cherry over and over, but there’s something missing with all that. I knew in my heart that real cock was what he needed and I fully intended for him to see it to. Hence the mission. He’d always claimed he wouldn’t do it, but I could see his excitement building as I drove him to the seedy part of town. The part of town he’d so carefully avoided like his true desires.
“So bitch, are you ready to earn your keep?” I asked him.
“But I didn’t think you’d really make me…” he gasped. “Really? You want me to get out here, dressed like this and make money for you…. it’s so humiliating…”
“Of course it is, but sissy queers need their humiliation, it’s like a drug. Do it. Don’t call me until you feel I’ll be satisfied with the evening’s take. I expect at least a hundred, but if you do better, then perhaps I’ll reward you… besides, something tells me you’re going to enjoy this.”
So I drop him off at the bookstore, a notorious cruisy one. He’s wearing a pink babydoll tshirt and skintight jeans. I watch the men loitering outside the store watching him shake his ass while he walks inside. I hear their catcalls and one of them even follows him. I leave him there in there most competent hands, knowing these men will break my little sissy faggot in right.
He calls me every hour with an update. At first he’s hesitant, but by the third hour he’s become a total cock loving whore. The little pole smoker is begging me to allow him to go to a private club, to an orgy with the men he’s met. As long as you get paid, slut…. and I get my cut, too.
Does that sound like fun to you? Dressed up, pimped out, forced to face your true desires? Then call me and let’s have some fun….
Empress Lauren
1-800-356-6169
empress.lauren@yahoo.com
Public Humiliation Assignment [0:43m]:
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Hi there all you humiliation phone sex junkies! I know how much all of you enjoy new and exciting ways to feed your fetish for public humiliation. My latest post on Humiliation Bootcamp does just that. Click the banner below and read over my latest assignment for you… then call me and let’s have some fun. I so enjoy hearing all your erotic experiences… especially when I’m the inspiration behind them. Have fun… and I’ll talk to you soon!
Empress Lauren
1-800-356-6169
empress.lauren@yahoo.com
Cock Humiliation Phone Sex [3:33m]:
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With all the focus on small cock humiliation, it seems I’ve pushed my emphasis away from true cock humiliation which has less than nothing to do with size. I mean, it wouldn’t matter if you had a foot long cock if it won’t rise to the occasion, if it shoots too quickly or if it softens in the middle of what should be a pleasant fuck. All these things are just as disappointing to a woman as a dinky dick. Inadequacy takes many forms… and that’s something I sometimes forget in an age of Viagra and Cialis (remember to call your doctor if you have an erection lasting more than 36 hours, lol… you wish!).
So which category of cock humiliation touches you personally? Is your teenie peenie too small to fit inside her? Does she need someone bigger and better who she doesn’t ask have to ask… “Is it in yet?” Do you avoid showers at the gymn because you know every other man is laughing at your shrinky dink? Then it’s small cock humiliation you’ve become accustomed to. The shame of knowing you’ll never measure up. Viagra can’t cure that, can it pinky dick?
Or does your cock get hard and throb with lust during hot sessions with Rosy Palm, yet shrivel up like a wrinkled peanut when faced with the prospect of real pussy? You might even pop a little blue pill and ache for her, but the very second she touches it… well, it droops and sags and makes her wonder if it’s her. You cad, of course it’s not her fault you can’t perform. You have a weak cock and a weaker mind. You are the chronic masturbator, addicted to the feel of your own fist, in love with your hand and no mere woman can compare. You are the worst kind of cock loser, unable to enjoy real sex because it doesn’t live up to your fantasy fuck.
Or maybe you can stroke forever, bringing yourself to the edge over and over. Yet when faced with your lover, the mere moistness of her wet cunt brings you off in seconds. Such a pathetic performance leaves her frustrated, unsatisfied and the resentment builds within her. Often, cuckolds are made this way. Not through the smallness of their member, but their complete lack of stamina. You have a weak and worthless cock, no matter the size. You are a premature ejaculator, king of the circle jerk, first to cum, but not a winner by any means.
So what kind of cock humiliation phone sex do you deserve? Do you understand how inadequate you really, truly are? I’ll be happy to tell you, to explain exactly why masturbation is the ultimate sexual choice for you since you have no idea how or ability to please a woman at all. You’ve been a fist fucker for years and there’s lots of five knuckle shuffling in your future… call me and let’s talk about your small, weak, inadequate, impotent pencil dick. Trust me, you know you deserve it!
Empress Lauren
1-800-356-6169
empress.lauren@yahoo.com
Yayyy! I’m the featured Mistress today at our wonderful site Domination Bootcamp! I just wanted to share my fun little “strokercise” with those of you unfamiliar with this extra special blog designed with the submissive male in mind. Every few days one of the Lovely LDW Mistresses posts an extra special set of instructions for stroker boys like you to enjoy, hence the term “strokercises”. Of course it’s a cockteaser, to show you what you’re missing if you haven’t called yet… or to remind you exactly why your cock demands you call us again and again! So here’s a link to my “strokercise” in figging phone sex. Don’t worry, the post explains it all… and if you want to talk about it after or share an erotic phone sex experience with me… I’ll be more than happy to help you out with that…
Empress Lauren
1-800-356-6169
empress.lauren@yahoo.com
I’m always being asked by callers and potential phone sex callers what type of call I enjoy most. The most honest answer I can give is one in which I make a connection of some kind with the caller himself. I enjoy communicating and getting feedback from intelligent men who either know what they enjoy or are open to a fantasy I create for us. And I’m not a serious Mistress, not meaning I don’t take femdom seriously, far from it. I believe firmly in the innate superiority of women. But let’s face it, it’s ok to laugh and have a good time with the scenarios we create.
So in this vein, I’m sharing a few “personal” details about me that maybe get glossed over in all my ramblings about the sexual things I enjoy. After all, I am a well rounded woman who enjoys a life off the telephone line. I’m not a man hater, to the contrary… I tend to treat men who act as equals as equals. I have an Alpha Male who shares my bed and life who understands my need for female domination. He has no jealousy of my submissives, realizing my cravings for domination and humiliation are something I need. And he’s man enough to admit he can’t (and won’t) provide it. Thus, our relationship is an open one that allows me the freedom to pursue my more deviant desires.
And on the non-sexual side of things? I enjoy books. I’m a speed reader and I adore urban fantasy and mythological studies and all things occult. I’ll admit to being a gossip junkie and I visit Perez Hilton at least once a day. I love makeup, not the stuff you get at Wal-Mart, but cool finds on Beauty.com. I’m a casual girl at heart and most times you’ll find me in Lucky Brand jeans and unusual thermal tees that show off my body with a bit of a tomboy attitude. Underneath, I enjoy expensive lingerie that contrasts with what’s on top. I’m a shoe freak, my walk in closet is full of them from cute tennis shoes to Lucite stripper heels to Prada pumps. On TV, I love Nip/Tuck, Weeds, Dirt, Criminal Minds, Eureka, The Venture Brothers, Robot Chicken and Hell’s Kitchen. My guilty pleasures include comic books (Vertigo mostly, not the kiddy ones). I could go on all night, but I was just giving you a taste of my non-sexual life. I’m eccentric, egocentric and fun with a myriad of tastes. No need to be nervous.
I mean, I can see why a beautiful, dominant woman might make your palms sweat. You think we’re all formal, bitchy girls who’ll demand everything from you at a moment’s notice. I’m not that girl. I want to know you, understand you and draw you in a bit deeper than all that. But don’t confuse flexibility and informality for easy to please. My moods are many and varied… while I might caress you with my voice one day, one hint of insubordination will change that. An intuitive dominatrix doesn’t have to yell and scream to get your attention, she holds it with an iron hand in a velvet glove…. in other words, don’t equate a bit soft with weak. A caress can turn deadly at a moment’s notice and you’d do best to not forget that…
Empress Lauren
1-800-356-6169
empress.lauren@yahoo.com
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