The lovely Mistress Vivian had a great idea for multi Mistress blog posts. For this week’s posting, she chose our favorite phone sex roleplay scenarios. Though I have several, the general tone of a Villainess Fantasy intrigues me. I love it when a caller asks me NOT to restrain myself and fully develop my wicked Femme Fatale side. A recent caller wished for me to indulge in a capture and bdsm fantasy, complete with gloating villainy. Being both deviant and depraved, I was happy to oblige.
Mistress dressed herself in black leather from head to toe, then followed you to the bar. You were looking over your shoulder, suspecting someone had been stalking you for weeks. You look relieved when you join the crowd at the bar. After all, who’s going to get you there? You’re perfectly safe… at least until Mistress arrives. You can’t take your eyes off her, fascinated by the sense of “other” about her. Your fem dom fetish wet dreams are filled with leather clad beauties just like her. You’ve been drawing them for years and wanking to your creations. She’s tall, lithe, moves like a jungle cat in her thigh high black leather boots you find yourself so willing to worship… You’re suprised when she zeroes directly in on you at the bar. Women like Mistress don’t notice you… not until tonight. And something about her seems sooo familiar.
She smells of danger and sex arousing you instantly, though you haven’t spoke, haven’t touched. You try to speak, but her finger rises to your lips… shhhh… don’t talk. You know who I am, you made me. You drew me and through your repeated offerings of semen, you made me real. I’ve been watching you, wanting you. I know what you need…. of course she does… You take another drink, enraptured by Mistress. Your mind flows to all the depraved things your masturbated to while you were creating her and you wonder if she knows. You look to Her eyes as you sip your drink and realize yes, yes she does. Then you start feeling funny, your head spinning and she’s smiling. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you. Mistress knows just what you need, slave boy.
You awaken to find her standing over you, gloating. She’s smiling and you sense the danger in it. You try to move, but find you’re not only strapped down, but naked and rather than fearing it, you revel in it. I knew you’d like it, she says, just like in your fantasy. All tied up and at my mercy…. what should I start with? Maybe I should torture you a bit? But what first? I know you love it when I tease your nipples, when I pinch them gently at first, then tweak them hard and clamp them. Doesn’t that feel nice, slave boy? Good. Now your cock… I know how much you adore cock and ball torture and you’re rock hard already. I hope you don’t think you’ll be getting relief tonight, slave boy…
More tomorrow, lol….
Empress Lauren, Fem Dom Mistress
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My best male friend called me last night in tears. I knew immediately why. I’d been telling him for months his hot wife, twenty years younger than him, had a back door man feeding the poor man sloppy seconds for months now. How did I come upon this tidbit of information? The boy (and I use the term loosely, he’s 28) is a friend of both my boyfriend and I. Now while my superior alpha male couldn’t be direct, he could (according to guy code) tell me, his mate. When he found out my man had told me, he began quizzing me on a woman’s point of view. I hedged, not wanting to hurt his feelings… Yes, my friend is hetro, but no, he’s not well endowed. I dated him in high school and knew that sad fact first hand. Of course he’d asked me and our female friends if size mattered (back then) and we lied and said no. Why? He’s our friend, our good friend and we didn’t want to hurt his feelings.
I mean his prick isn’t dinky, it’s merely average. Compared to the shriveled peanuts you loser boys show me he’s positively well hung. But enough to satisfy a woman? Not so much. That’s the thing. He’s average in most every way. Average height, weight, eyes, face, blah, blah, blah… why would his cock be any different. And I do feel sorry for him, he’s a hell of a nice guy, deserved better than what he got… but still… his wife DID deserve something more than mediocre. I completely understand her frustration. He’d confided in me their sex life has pretty much sucked for the past year. I, of course, suggested toys.
This created yet another problem. His wife became far too enamoured of the huge black dildo they’d purchased together. They’d promised to use it together, but more and more often he’d walked in to find her with that thick black plastic meat deep inside her. So all this leads up to the discovery of her cuckoldry. Her back door man was none other than a massive black stallion that put her twelve inch toy to shame. Not only was my friend cheated upon, he’d brought it upon himself.
Though I love my friend dearly, what the hell did he expect? He’d spent many drunken nights over the years whining about his size. I did what any friend would, I comforted him, knowing not to take him home for a pity fuck and I told him why one night when he asked. SPH is a huge handicap for a man, no matter what the rest of the world says. He seemed heartbroken and resigned until he met “size doesn’t matter” Amy, lol. What a liar! But what could I say to him, he was sure of her honesty, but really! Did he think his wife would be content with a Vienna sausage once she’d sampled the kielbasa? I allowed him the luxury of crying on my shoulder and made all the right “that bitch” noises, but truthfully… I can’t blame her. A real woman needs a real man and what better man than a big, black buck to make an interracial cuckold of her hubby?
I told him to be glad she didn’t make him her fluffer boy. Of course I had to explain it to him… and though he acted grossed out, I swear I saw a slutty gleam in his eye, like forced bisexuality wouldn’t be such a horrible thing. I just wonder if they won’t work things out and he’ll serve them with his mouth. I mean snowballs and creampies are horrible things to waste. Maybe I should suggest he start eating his own spunk in preparation for his forced bi humiliation scene, lol. Perhaps I should even enter him into my cocksucker training program!
Any thoughts on interracial cuckolding tonight? Let’s face it… it got me more than a little excited as he told me the story… I’m so going to hell!
Empress Lauren, Fem Dom Blogger
1-800-356-6169
empress.lauren@yahoo.com
So this weekend is my birthday and my Amazon wishlist is on the sidebar, hint, hint… but the whole idea of my friends and I getting out, driving men crazy and leaving them hard and alone makes me smile… and it made me think of all you sad little dicked wankers sitting around missing me while I’m teasing and denying elsewhere. I know you’ll be thinking of me in my flirty pink dress, low cut and short, but not slutty, never that… I am your divine Goddess, after all. As a femdom Mistress, it’s my right and duty to do as I please. And it pleases me greatly to blue ball boys who think they might have a chance. Boys like you.
Think about it, I know many of you go to the bars, to the clubs and imagine you just might have a chance with a girl like me, even if it’s only to be an extreme cocktease. You see us, so hot, so dreamy and oh, so arrogant. Why? Because we crave alpha males, not girly little beta boys like you. Sure, we’ll let you sit at our tables, buy us drinks and we’ll even toss a spare smile around every now and again and let you shake your ass a bit with us on the dance floor. Can’t ruin the illusion, now can we… not even when mercenary tease and denial and financial domination are on our minds? But when the lights go down and a slow, sexy song comes on? It’s the real men we allow to touch us so intimately, in ways you’d be smacked for. They pull us close, whisper horny things into our ears and we touch them right back, touch them in ways we’d never touch you.
Why is it you keep humiliating yourself with girls like me who want you only for what you can do for her? You’re hooked on tease and denial, have the mentality of a future cuckold husband and deep down, you enjoy the cock humiliation, the fact of knowing that man on the floor with me is more of a man than you’ll ever be. You can’t hate me for wanting the best… you can only punish yourself for being so damn inferior. Console yourself, a woman’s love for alpha males goes on forever, but eventually, if you’re lucky enough to find a woman who desires the perfect cuckold husband… you might just get lucky. After all, sloppy seconds are the story of your life, now aren’t they, pussy boy?
Empress Lauren, Cock Mockery Expert
1-800-356-6169
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More Small Cock Humiliation Fun... SPH Games, LOL [3:24m]:
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So I went to a party this weekend, a little younger crowd there than I’m used to really. So naturally, it was pretty damn boring… well, until everyone got a few “ice breakers” in them. So there’s a mix of people my age (the 25-30 set), loads of college age girls and guys from 18 to around 40. Someone started screaming “key party”, but I was like “that’s so seventies”. I mean, that’s what our parents did, lol. So I had a better idea. There were 20 girls there, around 30 men. I placed numbers in a bowl from one to twenty and told the girls they could pick the men in order. So they all drew. I had my alpha male there with me, wasn’t really in the mood for strange cock, so I played the referee. Plus I knew with a game like this, it would be a prime opportunity to indulge in my love of small penis humiliation.
To make things interesting, I made the male players get naked before the ladies made their choices. So twenty five men strip down for a shot at a cute girl who might or might not pick them based on their endowments. To say the variety of cock was incredible is an understatement. There were huge ones and teeny ones and then those that growed, not showed. I’m sure many, many of these men were made for CFNM even if they had never heard the term. I made sure they all stroked up hard before the ladies made their choices. I’m sure the boys who enjoyed small cock humiliation had no problem keeping it up, but the little dicks who didn’t know they were small were quite crushed to be chosen last or not at all.
It was lots of fun, so many belly laughs and such humiliation on the part of those boys who didn’t measure up. Some of the married women played, too, leaving their little dicked hubby cuckolded by big, black cock. You all know my love for interracial cuckold, to see it play out while I hung back and watched every action was exciting to say the least. My alpha male learned new respect for my female dominance as I teased and taunted my way through the decision making. I’m thinking of having a party at the house and doing it again.
In addition, I talked to Sindy the Slut again last night, all coked up with nowhere to go, fuckin’ crackhead, lol. Don’t get me wrong, I adore the panty humping slut… he just wears me out as your divine Goddess prefers something a bit more relaxing to coke to get me in the proper frame of mind. But as usual, my gift for laughter made it as interesting and fun as always. I do so enjoy my wonderful phone sex callers, no matter the fantasy or fetish… as long as I know they’re loving it, too.
Do you love the thrill of having a beautiful woman conspire with you? Taunt you, tease you? And sometimes, when you’re a good boy and you deserve more than tease and denial, even please you? Then let’s play. I’m ready if you are, lol!
Empress Lauren, Fem Dom Blogger
1-800-356-6169
empress.lauren@yahoo.com
Strap On Phone Sex [2:58m]:
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The greatest thing about strapon phone sex is the feeling of power I get whilst wearing my plastic penis. Of course it’s larger than most of the men who’s mangina longs for the feel of my beautiful strap on cock, bigger than yours, giggle. I adore the build up… when I strap it on over my panties and you watch every hope of fucking me go straight out the window. I see how resigned your are to your complete subjection, the acceptance in you voice that they will be the “fuckee’ and not the “fucker” as they expected. I am a femdom Mistress, there’s no denying that fact now, no opportunity to escape my clutches, but then as a submissive bitch boy… why on earth would you even try?
Much to your shame and surprise, you feel your cock getting hard, relegated to mere clit as your most intimate orifice is exposed to my probing dildo. Of course I’ll lubricate you. I love those little syringes that can fill to the brim with lubricant. I bend you over slowly, pull down your sissy panties and then inject you with a little something to make it slide in even easier. I feel your struggles and I allow them because it amuses me. It’s no use clenching to avoid it, due to the slippery nature of the lubricant, escape from my girl-cock is impossible. I love the feel of you beneath me, trying so earnestly to avoid what is inevitable. But at the very same time, I can hear the desperation to surrender in your voice. That’s when you position yourself for your fucking, ass high, cheeks spread and hole open and ready.
As I hold you down and push, eventually I feel victory as the head pops inside. I hear you moan as I press in deeper, careful to move slowly lest you embarrass yourself by coming without anything but this deep, probing anal stimulation. You’re a butt slut and you know it. As I ride you, I revel in knowing I’ve now broken you to the saddle. No longer able to pretend you don’t love strap on sex, no longer to avoid those feelings of need for forced anal penetration. Now it’s time to admit it by calling me and begging, pleading for a hot, deep penetration from my enormous strapon. What are you afraid of, we all know how much you want it…
Empress Lauren, Your Fem Dom Mistress
1-800-356-6169
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Smallest Cock Humiliation Ever [3:28m]:
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Any wanker who reads my blog with any regularity knows how much I adore small cock humiliation. Normally, while laughable, I’m not shocked by the size of the mini members I encounter. Yesterday, however, your divine Goddess was not only shocked, but repulsed by the chicklet Ms. Courtney and I watched on cam. It was the size of a girl’s big toe, bright red like he’d not taken his fingers off it for days. It wasn’t even shaped like a real dick, it looked more like a disgusting dog dork. I shit you not, it’s took one finger and a thumb for the little loser to diddle, I can’t even call it stroking, lol.. what an opportunity for extreme cock mockery. And to top it off, his single digits hid his diminished dicklet. I’ll admit to laughing so hard I spit my Java Monster across the room. I often think that cock mockery is my favorite past time. I can think of nothing more entertaining than taunting teeny weenies! Infinitesimal penii like this just bolster my theory that God has a sense of humor.
I also talked to Ashtray yesterday. As always, the dear little slut is so eager to serve. The Mistresses were in a meeting in our Mistress chat room. Dear Ashtray felt so left out, begging me for permission to enter, so adorable… and so very nosy, lol. We had a nice session after with Ashtray serving my friends and I in every possible way. He also enjoyed the privilege of my strap on cock deep up inside his ass. I do so love bending over sweet little bitch boys who understand their sissy hole is mine to use and abuse as the case my be. Ashtray, as always, was accommodating and eager to please his Mistress. Submission offered freely tastes of honey wine, glorious and liberating for femdom and submissive alike.
Not that a forced submission scene suffers by comparison, on the contrary… a variety of tastes makes for a well rounded pallete. To that end, one of my students in my special cocksucker training program called last night with a progress report. With every gloryhole adventure, this delicious sissy fag learns more and more about the depths of his depravity and revels in it as I do. This assignment, four cocks, four loads… well, lets just say he completed it with ease and earned a bit of extra credit by spreading his thighs for an injection of throbbing cock in his mangina.
And of course there were more, no less memorable… no less enjoyable. Perhaps I’ll share more on my new blog, Humiliation Nation. Visit later and see… who knows what wicked meanderings will cross your divine femdom Goddess’s mind tonight.
Empress Lauren
1-800-356-6169
empress.lauren@yahoo.com
Introducing Humiliation Nation [3:07m]:
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Hey there stroker sluts! I hope your hump day masturbation has left you either satisfied or teased and denied… depending on preference of course, lol. It’s been a lazy day for your Goddess. I’m been moving about in what I call slow motion. That doesn’t mean I’ve not been one hundred percent into my calls, just that I feel languid, relaxed and totally dreamy. It’s not a bad thing, trust me. It’s also been a day filled with laughter, not only at my silly little strokers, but at the people who share space with me and the world at large. I’ve been smiling all day, so all is well.
I have family visiting for the next few days, but thankfully that won’t interfere with my phone sex schedule. I plan on updating that later tonight, but for reference, I’ll most likely be available from around 9am EST until midnight or so for the next few days. Of course somewhere in there I’ll most likely take lunch, but I won’t be gone long. You know your Goddess has a life outside of phone humiliation! I’d also like to shop some closer to the weekend. I have a severe shopping addiction and I adore beautiful things. So I like to wander and caress the things I want to purchase. It’s soothing. And I do need to see my manicurist, one of my acrylic nails popped off while I was making a snack last night. I feel off kilter, lol.
I’ve spent a bit of time turning sissy sluts out with one of my favorite phone sex scenarios… forced bisexuality. You all know how much I love to send boys out to glory holes and adult bookstores. One of my good little cocksucker sluts managed to drain four large cocks. Another sissy fag in my cocksucker training program managed six over the holiday weekend. Needless to say, this forced bi Mistress was very proud of her dirty little dick suckers. Now I’ll have to up their quotas, everyone needs a challenge!
I’d also like to take the time to introduce my new blog to you, Humiliation Nation. I began posting last weekend and it’s my intention to explore sexual humiliation in depth there. Please take a look and let me know what you think. Little Ole Me did the design work herself. I altered an existing theme, but all the graphics were mine. I’ve ordered a book from Amazon to teach myself how to do the themes from scratch. I am a hands on kind of Mistress, lol.
Have a wonderful evening stroker boys….
Until tomorrow.
Empress Lauren
1-800-356-6169
empress.lauren@yahoo.com
Cuckolding Little Johnny Part 1 [4:43m]:
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Cuckolding Little Johnny Part 1
She had only wanted him forever. He looked so delicious standing in her doorway with his too tight jeans and his devil may care attitude. Every six feet four inches of his body was stone cold sexy. No doubt about it. A woman would be crazy not to want this tall, blond haired, blue eyed tanned to golden god surfer boy. No, Drake wasn’t the kind of man you keep, but that didn’t stop Jenna from wanting to fuck him at every opportunity. After all, she had poor little Johnny to pay the bills and play house with. Now she had a playmate to fulfill her base desires. Besides, little Johnny wouldn’t mind… in fact, little Johnny was in need of some cocksucker training and Drake had no problem with a bi bottom bitch boy sucking his hard cock. They’d discussed it in length before he’d agreed to come over.
“Come in… I’m glad you’re here.” she whispered lustily as he took her into those muscular arms. She was sure Drake could smell her heat, her hunger. “Johnny will be home soon, but I’m sure he won’t mind if we get started without him. He knows how to be a good boy.”
“Good…” he smiled. Drake was a man of few words and that was ok. It wasn’t his words Jenna wanted. It was his thick, hard cock she craved. She’d made out with him a few times after her training sessions. He’d been her personal trainer and had wanted to keep it professional. So she’d fired him, then invited him over in the same breath. His knowing smile had told her he understood and he’d accepted her invitation to be not an employee, but her newest in a long line of well hung fuck toys.
Jenna thought for a minute about weak little Johnny, how he’d resisted her every effort to make more of a man of him. As Drake’s hands molded to her body, she marveled at the differences between he and Johnny. Poor Johnny, so weak, so whiny, so very small. Thank god he was a good provider or he’d have been booted out long ago. And since he’d admitted he wanted her to bed down with someone bigger and better, Jenna had felt merely affectionate contempt for her cuckold husband.
As he worried her lips with his teeth, she ran her fingers through his shaggy blond hair. Her fingers traced down his chest moving down slowly. Her lips soon followed down his belly to his pants as she unbuckled and unzipped him. As his cock sprang free she marveled at his chiseled body… and the sheer length and width of his beautiful cock. It was huge! Her mouth suckled the tip, eager to wrap her entire mouth around and suck it down. How delicious to have such a massive tool to play with!
Their lust was so great his big hands ripped the silk of her dress in his eagerness. She stood before him naked save her stockings and panties. Jenna’s firm, high breasts needed no bra to enhance them. They were naturally beautiful, perky with nipples that tipped upwards flirtatiously. Drake pushed them together as he slid her back onto the couch, suckling greedily as his hard cock pushed into her silken panties.
“I want to be inside you…” he growled, ripping the briefs from her body. She thrilled to his dominance, to his masculinity as she never had to little Johnny. He was merely a boy compared to this god of a man. Little Johnny has a tiny little dick that never managed to satisfy her hunger. He’d spent many a night between her thighs licking her horny cunt. But a woman needs more than a tongue, she’d told him that. Now she’d prove it.
She heard a noise behind them and looked up to see little Johnny stroking furiously as Drake thrust into her. Her eyes rolled back into her head as he pumped harder, faster in. They ignored the chronic masturbator as they ground their bodies together, she couldn’t think of her pathetic loser of a hubby while she was finally getting what she needed from a real man. She knew he’d be right there ready to clean up her creampie when Drake finished. That’s all little Johnny was good for….
Stay tuned for part 2, coming soon….
Empress Lauren
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Adventures with Boislut [2:49m]:
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Boislut called today. His sister dressed him in sexy lingerie, then had both Boislut and her husband service her big dicked lover. Boislut is often riddled with the conflicting emotions of shame and lust. He craves the forced bisexuality and forced feminization and knows he always will. For years now, he’s been dressing up. He’s such a professional, he even has a VIP card for Victoria’s Secret… and even has an Angel card! To keep things interesting, she also has videotaped his adventures and posted them somewhere on the internet! Lookout, Boislut, someday you’ll be a great big porn star!
I’ve also talked extensively to a panty humping faggot this week who desires more than anything to be pimped out and turned into a glory hole slut. He’s also into extreme tease and denial begging me to castrate him if he cums while he’s humping his panties. What fun! I do so enjoy listening to him wax poetic about his love for the cock. We decided Sindy would be a perfect name for a slut such as her. He humped his silky panties for hours while I denied him release. I even washed his whore mouth out with a bar of soap!
My Ashtray is back from his trip out of town and we had a nice phone humiliation call yesterday, as well. The nice thing about Ashtray is knowing there’s always a place to tap my cigarette, lol… his whore mouth. I love taunting him, forcing him to service not only me, but my friends as well. He is truly a slave that serves with both eagerness and devotion. He knows he’s trained specifically for my needs and wants and nothing else matters but my complete satisfaction. Of course, I reward him for that… I allow him to cum occasionally, lol.
Of course, there’s lots of other wonderful phone sex calls I haven’t mentioned, but I’ve enjoyed them all. I adore cuckolds, cocksuckers and strap on sluts… everything in between. It’s so much fun to put you boys through your paces, teaching you to be better submissives and keeping you in your place… on your knees serving me and my fellow fem dom Mistresses. It’s what you little sluts are here for, after all… don’t you agree?
I’m putting the finishing touches on my cuckold short story. I’ll be posting it in a day or so… so be patient. I can promise, as always, it’ll be worth the wait and then some.
Empress Lauren
1-800-356-6169
empress.lauren@yahoo.com
Fem Dom Phone Sex Rocks [3:15m]:
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As always, my week has been filled with wonderful phone sex calls. WM called early in the week and gets a special shout out… because he knows what a wanker he is. The chronic masturbator loves stroking his bone while I humiliate him for his shortcomings. Just between us, that’s really easy. Phone humiliation is an art WM very much enjoys. He also adores strippers and escorts and hasn’t had a “free” sexual experience in years! I do so love the way he whimpers when he begs to blow, sweet music to my ears! While I love to tease and deny, I also adore the sounds men make when they come. Every orgasm is unique, yet you can tell the strength and intensity of the splooge just by the way he grunts and sighs…
Today, Ms. Courtney and I talked to(and watched on webcam!)”he who wields a butterknife, not a sword” . He wasn’t dressed as an adult baby today, nor in his sissy slut Happy Bunny tshirt and pink panties… no, he sort of wore men’s clothes today. If you could call Homer Simpson boxers manly! But we teased him immensely, he knows he can’t come until he convinces one of the Mistresses he’s a real man (fat chance!). The fantasy involved his position of power in his office. As the Not-So-Big Bossman, he has far too much control. We found out his secret weakness, though… Dominant women in short skirts and high heels who adore men with huge cocks. So we caught him wanking behind his office door and he gave us a promotion to keep us happy. We became the heads of the new “Special Projects” division. What was our purpose? To train the other women in the fine art of teasing and denying the Not-So-Big Bossman.
He did surprise me, though, when we trained his new secretary and he produced her from his closet. Lo and behold, Not-So-Big Bossman had her in her short black skirt and low cut white blouse… his Blow Up Doll! We laughed so hard as he showed off his oral skills with her, then produced a large dildo, twice as big as his tiny pecker, and proceeded to fuck her sweet plastic pussy with it… he told us even plastic girls deserved a nice big cock… I’m inclined to agree. Of course, he was denied orgasm at the end of our call. Hell, he knows better than to even ask. He’s not proven to anyone he’s a man… and I doubt very seriously he will. Here’s a pic of Not-So-Big Bossman (or “he who wields a butterknife…) with his plastic girlfriend… the blowup doll who cuckolds his silly old ass!
Empress Lauren
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