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While I’m not exactly a size queen, I’ve always had the occasional yearning for the dark meat. When my boyfriend came home telling me all about his new supervisor I noticed he seemed a bit intimidated. I put this down to the new boss being younger, better educated and better built… I never dreamed he’d have that magical combination of being a mocha god as well. And I know how very embarrassing it will be for everyone to know you’re a cuckold sissy. Before my boyfriend and I hooked up, my friend Valerie and I spent much time at local bars searching for big, black cock. I settled for a white man with huge earning potential, an invitation to the country club and all the advantages that that being a Caucasian brings.

Despite all that, there’s a part deep inside me that longs for that massive black tool. So when hubby brings home his boss man, I’m shocked to see he’s six feet four inches of dark chocolate. My hands were shaking as I watched his eyes take in my body, his bold eyes rolling from head to toe instantly turning on the proverbial faucet to my warm, wet and oh so willing pussy. I blushed, but his knowing smile let me know he was just as aroused and I was. While the rest of the party mingled, my husband’s boss and I found an excuse to be alone behind closed doors. He wasn’t slow in his sensual seduction… the first thing he did was grasp the back of my hair to pull my mouth to his. I could feel his enormous black snake pushing against my belly while he stripped my shirt, the my bra, allowing both to fall to the floor.

When he pushed my be back onto the bed, he lifted my hips and slipped both my skirt and panties down past my ankles. There I lay, covered only in my silky garter belt, the black lace top stockings and my stiletto heels. One thick knee pried my own apart as he eased the length of his body atop mine. I could feel him dry humping against the silky panties and all I could think of was having that chocolate cock deep inside me, his big purple balls bouncing against my ass while he pumped me full.

We must have fucked for hours, people were knocking knowingly on the door, but neither of us gave a damn. All that mattered was his monster black snake fill me with his delicious semen. Over and over we thrust together, coming and coming until both of us were spent with pure, unadulterated lust. When we finally emerged, everyone knew what we’d been doing, but neither of us cared. I’m looking forward to fucking him again, in fact we have a date this weekend. I’d never had a black cock before and now I understand the whole “once you go black, you don’t go back” thing… wanna know more details? Give me a call for more interracial cuckold phone sex pleasures.

Empress Lauren
1-800-356-6169
empress.lauren@yahoo.com

You walk into the room feeling strong and confident, ready to take on the world… or at the very least a table or two. You can be anything you want here… a super villain bent on taking over the world, the femme fatale at his side, the damsel in distress… or even a super spy… at the Casino Royale. Saturday night, our crack team of seductively dangerous Mistresses will break your bank, your heart and maybe (hopefully!) your spirit and your will. At our mercy, win or lose… you’re guaranteed an extremely arousing night at Casino Royale.

So what’s your pleasure? What appeals to your imagination? The brain is the largest sexual organ of all and one of the easiest way to arouse it is drifting deep inside a roleplay. When you close your eyes and touch, you can be anything, anyone you want to be…. from a cuckold husband reeling at the size of his hotwife’s newest buck… watching him touching her across the table. He’s rich… not only does he humiliate you by touching her so freely, but he offers you cash to have her. You’re greedy… you want both… so you accept and you see the contempt in her eyes and it makes you even harder.

Or maybe you’re the super spy trapped between the iron thighs of a dominant woman. Such passion between you as make it to her room, unsuspecting the trap that awaits. She’s aggressive and hungry and before you know it, you’re nude and bound and she’s sitting on your face like the throne it is… smothering you with her round beautiful ass… what a way to go, huh? Or maybe she lets you breathe enough to torture you for information. She has rubber bands, string, a small rubber whip and clips and clamps… will cock and ball torture be enough to make you talk?

Exciting things happen at Casino Royale… let’s make this one hell of a party and a springboard for the most erotic phone sex roleplay adventure of your life… I’ll see you Saturday night, I’ll be the one with the knife in my corset and the derringer in my stocking top….

Empress Lauren
1-800-356-6169
empress.lauren@yahoo.com

 

 A Special Fem Dom Phone Sex Note [1:51m]: Play Now | Play in Popup | Download

Here’s something special for all you stroker boys tonight. I’ve revamped my Photos page as well as listing all my Audios (save the podcasts linked from individual posts). The links for the pages are at the top header on the page. Make sure you explore them, listen to them and enjoy my unique take on fem dom phone sex. Plus so many of you have begged for more pictures of my glorious body. Don’t get too excited, I’ve not posted any nudes… as if you panty perverts deserved the sight of my bare flesh. But I do so enjoy teasing and denial. I’ve made sure to include photos that will force you to rise to the occasion with no relief in sight, lol.

And for you humiliation phone sex junkies? Oh I haven’t forgotten you. I understand the sight of me taunts you, you understand instinctively I’ll find you at the very least inadequate sexually and at the most a laughable waste of good cock flesh. As an alpha female, naturally I’m attracted to, drawn to like a lodestone to my masculine number, the alpha male. What’s that, you ask? Not you, lol. He’s strong, he’s hung and he can go all night. From what I can see from some of you wanker boys, though… well, isn’t it embarrassing it takes a mere five minutes to piddle in your panties? You make me laugh…

Empress Lauren
1-800-356-6169
empress.lauren@yahoo.com

 

 Extreme Phone Sex Roleplay [5:05m]: Play Now | Play in Popup | Download

Obviously, not all fantasies are meant to see the light of day… however, there’s nothing wrong about discussing your deviant desires with a phone sex Mistress who understands what happens in fantasy land, stays in fantasy land… we’re kind of like Vegas! In fact, I’m sure that some of you wank to our sites, to our blogs and the free audios we provide looking to get your rocks off. Poor little stroker, you can’t really experience the real thing until you’ve tried it for your self. So what’s a wanker boy to do when his desires get the better of him? Why call the lovely Mistresses of LDW, of course. What happens in our conversation stays there, just between you and I… well, unless you’ve asked me to share it with friends or to blog about it… names changed to protect both the innocent and the guilty.

So what turns you on that shames you so? Is your secret shame to be cuckolded by a man who understands what women REALLY need? Let’s face it, your pathetic little dinky dick just isn’t cutting it. Do you wank furiously at the thought of your wife coming home far too late smelling of a strange man? Does it make you want to drop to your knees and worship her creampie? Are you a cuckold hubby or merely a wannabe? Either way, the fantasy (or reality!) of a cuckold or wittol relationship just flat does it for some of you wankers. You might not like to admit it to anyone… including yourself.

Or maybe you’re wife is not included in your fantasy at all. Maybe you’re a gloryhole queen who enjoys more than anything collecting anonymous cocks you’ve suckled dry? Does the thought of kneeling in a filthy stall waiting for a massive cock to slide through the hole in the wall make you ache deep inside….? You’ve done that, haven’t you? You’ve snuck inside the stall beside the hole in the wall and waited to the be the best little anonymous cocksucker you can be. All that cocksucker training I’ve taught you is coming in handy now, right sissy faggot?

Oh and then there’s the strap on phone sex lovers. They claim they aren’t gay… but what straight man would let a woman with a huge, plastic prick violate his asshole with an enormous dildo? You can’t tell me that the boys who need deep anal penetration from a beautiful woman are about one step away from the real thing… being bent over like a bitch boy and used like the dirty ass fucked slut they are! That being said, I love using my strap on on willing sluts, they moan so pretty when I ream them good. And as I’m pounding their asses, I take pleasure on the base that grinds hard against my perfect pussy!

Or maybe you need some cock control? Orgasm control and orgasm denial make for a very frustrated wanker boy… but you know you deserve it. Maybe you stroke too fast, too furiously and need a guiding hand to watch over you, to pace you so when orgasm finally erupts, it’s better than the ones before. Or is guided masturbation your thing? Do you love the idea of a woman watching you, guiding your strokes, teasing the cream to the tip… forcing you to hold back, over and over until you can’t take any more?

These are but a few of the scenarios the lovely ladies of LDW have in store for you. Obviously, we love more detailed fantasies, things that keep you up at night, aching ,wanting. That’s why we’re here to help you own your desires. To keep the shame at bay… after all, sex, masturbation and the like are supposed to be fun, supposed to be satisfying… let us do that for you.

Let’s craft a fantasy that gets you where it counts, deep inside your balls, the semen building, aching for release and pleasure. Does that sound like fun today? Good, then stroker boy. Call me and let’s play. No matter your fetish or fantasy, trust me, I have the skills and the imagination to make you ache for it over and over…. so what are you waiting for…. dial me now!

Empress Lauren
1-800-356-6169
empress.lauren@yahoo.com

 

 Sissy Slut Tips for Summer Femininity [3:49m]: Play Now | Play in Popup | Download

I feel like I’ve been neglecting my little sissy sluts lately. So tonight, my blog is dedicated to the cute little crossdressers who love to feel as feminine as they can be. So I’ve gathered a list of things you can do either stealthily or full blown. I’ll make a suggestion for both ways with each entry. Enjoy!

At the Salon

1. Get a manicure and pedicure. If you need to hide your forced feminization, then use clear polish. If you are a full blown sissy slut? Of course choose a frosty pink, fire engine red or another color that screams fem!

2. Get a body wax. For the timid girls, choose one area like your back, legs or chest. If you are full on fem? Get everything ripped from the neck down. Enjoy the cool feeling of smooth all summer long.

3. Get a makeup application and lesson. The girls at the salon are brilliant with color. Let them show you what it can do for you. If you need to hide your inclinations tell them you lost a bet. If not, then let the color flow free and be unapologetic. You’re going to be beautiful when they’ve finished.

4. Get a facial and eye treatment. Most salons offer these services to men as well. Ask for a male or “sports” facial if you’re shy. If not, ask for the full treatment!

5. Get a full body scrub for exfoliation. Nothing screams male like dry skin. If you’re too shy to ask, do this one at home with a store bought scrub. Trust me, your skin will thank you.

6. Get an eyelash perm and tint. Ever notice how males have the most beautiful lashes? If you’re one of the lucky males you won’t need this one. If not, let them do you up right. Make those peepers pop!

7. Have your eyebrows waxed. If you need to hide, then consider it manscaping. If not, then let them arch them like a woman’s. Over those beautiful permed and tinted lashes they’ll look so exotic and delicious.

Feeling all pretty now? Of course you are. You look so pretty, too. Now you need a look. Find you a feminine outfit and lounge in it for a while. Have the house to yourself all night? Then sleep in your girlie attire. Touch yourself through the silky fabric, don’t stroke. Just rub gently like a woman would, over the panties. Are you longing to suck some cock? What are you waiting for? This is the perfect opportunity to be the best little cumslut you can be. I want you out cruising for a tasty cock to suck. Trust me, you’ll enjoy it so much you just might squirt spontaneously in your panties. Are you ready for it? Open your mouth wide, suck it to his balls and remember to breathe when he’s all the way inside your throat. Revel in the feeling of being a sissy faggot. It’s the path you chose, enjoy it to the fullest….

Empress Lauren
1-800-356-6169
empress.lauren@yahoo.com

 

 Cocksucking for Fun and Profit [2:53m]: Play Now | Play in Popup | Download

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

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

You want me don’t you? How could you not when I’m dressed so scantily? I have on a cute red negligee, so sheer you can see my nipples. The transparent material shows off my tan belly and hints of the tiny red thong I have on beneath. While far from the sterotypical femdom uniform, it suits my purpose tonight… teasing you to distraction, then denying you final release.

I slide up against you allowing you to inhale my scent. Pheremones are my friend, they are primal and strike you deep in your pants where it counts. As I slowly touch you and cocktease you, your body responds as any healthy male’s should. You rise to the occasion, aching and begging to me to please… just touch it a little…

Why don’t you touch it a little? Take it out for me, let me see what you’ve got. Go ahead. Kneel down before me and stroke it, harder. Bring it to the edge in fact… but don’t you dare orgasm, this is a lesson in building the pleasure. You’re there and begging again, this time for release. I make you let go and calm yourself before we start again… I could do this all night, you know? Teasing you, allowing you to touch, making you crave…. but the last words I whisper to you are always the same…

“Orgasm Denied!”

Better luck next time when playing tease and denial games with a woman, face it… you need it more than we do and it’s so very amusing to tell you no and mean it.

Empress Lauren
1-800-356-6169
empress.lauren@yahoo.com

I think I’ve become jaded. I’ve been a phone sex dominatrix for several years and I always seem to forget that not every single caller understands what they want… or even what they need. Then someone new to the scene changes all that, someone who’s not only a BDSM virgin, but a sexual one as well. Now he’s legal, of course, and has quite unique ways of mastrubating, but as far as actually going all the way? He’s pure, almost an innocent. That charmed me as did his answers when I quizzed him as to why. He told me he thought he owed it to himself and his potential partner to know himself well enough he could concentrate on her pleasure. How sweetly submissive, though even now I don’t think he’d call it that.

We’ve spent time exploring scenes and toys that excite him. He’s not much into pain, aside from a mild type of sensation play. He does enjoy cock and ball torture though. We spent one night binding his cock and balls and slowly teasing them with a soft headed toothbrush. I made him trace every throbbing vein until he was begging to cum, begging to release. I so enjoy cockteasing him a bit, explaining that not every orgasm was about his own. Sometimes he’d have to wait until she “got hers” so to speak. I told him that by learning control now, he’d become a better lover once he deemed himself worthy of the real thing.

Then he said some thing hat shocked me. He asked if I thought he would enjoy ass play. Of course, I told him, we could try. Having no toys we improvised by using his fingers. I don’t think he had any idea he would enjoy anal penetration so much. Before only a few thrusts, his cock began dripping and an enormous orgasm ensued. Since then, we’ve been searching for the perfect buttplug to break him in and milk his prostate thoroughly… any suggestions?

Oh, and check out my rather severe new Mistress Always Wins audio I posted tonight in our Member’s Area (Banner below… hint, hint… click and join for the best in Fem Dom Audios). In my new audio I describe one subbie’s punishment for daring to splooge upon me. Trust me… he lives to regret it… and so would you, little man!

Empress Lauren
1-800-356-6169
empress.lauren@yahoo.com

This week has been exciting for me. Not only have I partied with old, dear friends…. I’ve taken some rather awesome calls that strike me where I like it most, my funny bone. Now the truth is, while I’m aroused sometimes by my calls, for the most part they appeal to my very sick and twisted sense of sexual humor. Let me detail the most memorable of the phone sex humiliation calls from the past few days.

There was poor S who wanted someone “mean”. My style of mean doesn’t involve yelling and screaming, it’s more taunting and teasing, usually in a soft & sarcastic giggly tone that has been known to make grown men cry. S was one such subject. I tortured him sweetly, my tone contrasting nicely with the pain I encouraged him to inflict on his miniature member. Cock and ball torture is always so exciting, listening to the moans of pain and pleasure a willing submissive subjects himself to at my behest. All the while I’m torturing his aching blueballs (he hadn’t came in two weeks), I’m assuring him he’ll get an orgasm. He spends his session begging, worshiping and aching to cum. True to my word, I encouraged him to stroke and stroke hard, just let me know when he’s reached the point of no return. He was a panting mess when he got there and begged to splooge. So I let him… with one condition. I ruined his orgasm for him by forcing to thumb it so all the cum drained back inside. Needless to say he was satisfied… but he wasn’t, lol. Oh the contradictions of female domination!

Then there was an awesome small cock humiliation roleplay. The caller is winning big at the casino, that is until my boyfriend and I show up. I snuggle up to the caller, feel him up a little and whisper in his ear how much smaller his junk is than my hung stud of a lover. It instantly ruins his concentration until he loses his ass. I give him a chance to recoup his losses if he’ll come back to our room with us… and offer him back his lost cash if I can make a eunuch of him. Of course he watches my stud fuck me well, cleans me up and is offered one last orgasm before I take out the elastrator. I’m sure you can figure out how that one ended, lol!

Then sweet W of the monotone voice calls. I do so enjoy speaking with him. While I think some callers resent the power women hold over them, Warren seems genuinely enamoured of the fairer sex… so much so he understands instinctively he’s beneath us. He’s not a small man, not a loser… only a stroker because he knows what most men only suspect, he doesn’t deserve pussy. He’s not worthy and chronic masturbation is his lot in life. Kudos to Warren for being the good, respectful boy he is. He’s always a pleasure.

Then today, I get the treat of treats. One of my regulars, G, has been dying to have his prostate milked. After showing me pics of his first interracial cocksucking experience, I had the pleasure of watching him milk his prostate with a toy purchased for just the occasion. His big, black lover had been over earlier to fuck him and make him suck. He still had semen on his breath when we spoke. Then I lovingly coaxed the jizz from his balls. Milking makes it dribble without shooting. He says he still can’t get it up and there’s nothing left inside his balls. I’m making him wait to orgasm for a while so I might have the pleasure of milking him dry once again very soon!

Until tomorrow, stroker boys… when the subject will be cuckolds, wittols and the bucks who make their dreams cum true…. I know, I know, I’m such a cocktease!

Empress Lauren
1-800-356-6169
empress.lauren@yahoo.com