Sexy Phone Mistress

toys for you to use on cam

LadyJohanna — Wed, 18 Mar 2009 14:42:48 +0000

I had to come over here to Sexy Mistresses to tell you about this very kewl idea I got from another femdom phonesex operator.

The Lady Calston site sells sex toys that can be controlled over the internet. This seems to me a PERFECT toy for those tease-and-denial calls, among others.

There’s two toys you can choose from for this scenario.

Foxy Lady for Men: This is for ordinary cock-based masturbation, 9-way vibration and speeds. I can so control your dick with this!
G-Pulse for Women: Though advertised for women, any vibrator curved to hit the g-spot is going to be equally awesome for prostate stimulation. So boys, get your butts ready!

being collared

LadyJohanna — Thu, 29 Jan 2009 21:43:50 +0000

It’s such a simple thing, kneeling to receive a collar.

And yet, it’s so profound.

You on your knees, trembling with anticipation, smelling the leather as I slip it around your neck.

This is my favorite collar, a simple black leather collar with a D-ring and a bunch of slots to allow me to adjust it.

And then, the master lock. Or should we call it a mistress lock in this case?

The sound of the lock clicking as you realize you’re trapped, truly locked, that I hold the key.

I like real locks. I have a set of these, all keyed alike, so I can use the same ones on your wrists and ankles. But I’m getting ahead of myself.

And… the feeling of the weight of the lock hanging from your throat.

Immediatly after collaring you, I will likely tousle your hair, letting you feel my fingers run through it.

And then as I stand before you, I’ll slip a finger through the D-ring, lift your head to look you in the eye silently.

No words are necessary. I just want to look at you, see your naked soul as you slip inexorably into submissive headspace at my gaze.

You’re mine now.

And then what? Humiliation perhaps. Or more bondage, perhaps with the matching cuffs. Are you up for a bit of an over-the-knee spanking? Or would you like to be introduced to my lavender strap-on?

Call me to discuss what comes next…

blackmail fetish

LadyJohanna — Thu, 08 Jan 2009 00:04:29 +0000

I suspect there’s a particular reason this is so hot in phone domination yet rarely in real-life BDSM; blackmail keeps it real.

Normally, you call a phone femdomme, she dominates you for a while, then you hang up and it’s over. You might never speak to her again. You might call her back anytime she’s available, at your own convenience. But there’s really nothing holding you to her after the call. You don’t really submit; she doesn’t really have any control beyond the phone call.

With the blackmail fetish, there is a real connection. She has real control over you – even when you’re not on a call, when you’re not aroused, when you’re not hard.

Let me tell you how I recently inducted a beginner into blackmail. We set up an agreement, that we’d do this for one month. I’ve promised to delete all his information at the end of one month unless he asks me not to the week before.

What does this mean? This means for thirty days, I have real control over him. He has to obey or suffer real consequences. He feels my domination even when he wishes it were otherwise.

Traditionally, blackmail means money. But there is a lot a creative domina can do when blackmailing you besides just make you push her tribute buttons and buy her pics. Blackmail isn’t necessarily related to financial domination, though it certainly can be.

The real point is that it extends my control, makes the domination real, thereby allowing me to take you further into the depths of your fantasies than you’d normally dare.

In short, you normally have an “out” if things go too far, too fast, you can always wimp out and hang up. With blackmail, you are completly at my mercy. I can be merciful, I have a strong maternal side, I can be supportive and understanding.

But I’m also a bitch and I do not brook disobedience from the likes of you.

You will obey.

Sensual Teasing When Wifey’s Home

SabrinaMorgan — Fri, 19 Dec 2008 03:34:08 +0000

There’s a special thrill to fetish phone calls snuck in when the wife or girlfriend is just out of earshot, knowing she could discover your kinky little submissive desires at any minute – knowing she could catch you, cock in hand, humiliated and deeply aroused all at once.

When my submissive males aren’t alone, I love to tease them and make them ache for me. Last night I did just that.

I’ve got this caller… he’s married and a workaholic, so he’s hit or miss, but very open and responsive. He’s vanilla – mostly.

Mostly.

He’s got a little weakness for tease and denial, which is my preferred tool of subtle feminine dominant manipulation. When a dominant woman slips a collar around your cock and wraps you up in a velvet leash you’ll follow her lead anywhere.

He followed my lead from his mobile phone. In the bathtub. At home. While his wife was home – and very close by. He couldn’t speak, just type and listen, which rendered him effectively helpless to control or resist my teasing.

It started when I received this tempting email:

Sabrina,

Not sure if you will recall but we’ve spoken a few times and we did an erotic story together about a man and a pro teasing him. Anyway wife is home, I’m in the tub browsing Nf on the mobile and was intrigued to be teased without speaking. Care to work me up?

M—

I won’t post what I sent him but I will say that my phone rang less than two minutes after hitting send. He was effectively gagged (with my panties, as the call progressed) while I described the scene: Him, in the tub, naked and vulnerable to his very sneaky mistress (and Mistress). Me, finding the bathroom door unlocked, and dressed to take full advantage of his lingerie fetish in a black lace bustier and matching panties under a little black satin kimono robe. I described every detail, knowing he’d linger on them – the soft click of my stiletto heels on the tile floor, the sheen of the baby oil I rubbed into my legs as I teased him with panty peeks, the beads of water rolling down my skin as I held his wrists against the rim of the tub and forced him to hold his orgasm back one more moment.

All he could do was surrender. In true submissive fashion he let the voice of his Domme enfold him, set his own desires aside and ultimately yielded to my will.

When I opened my email again after the call, I saw he’d been enthusiastically texting me during the session. I’d been pressing his buttons just right.

There’s a communion that occurrs when a domme and sub have the right kind of chemistry. You’ve felt it – the connection between the two of you, the intensity when you switch over from purely kinky BDSM play to the spark of power exchange. You start to read each others’ signals unthinkingly, instinctively. The scene goes where it needs to – not always where you envisioned.

It can happen even from a distance, even over the phone – and it can take you over even in those stolen moments when your wife is home.

Call or email me to find out.

leather and latex and rubber – OH MY!

LadyJohanna — Fri, 19 Dec 2008 00:46:51 +0000

What is it about these substances that is so powerful that they bypass our sexual orientation, fetishes and fantasies, hitting our sexuality directly and in such a primal way?

When I pass a leather store in the mall, the smell invades my senses causing shivers to run up and down my spine. There’s little that can get me so wet as the musky scent of leather.

A friend had a voicemail he refused to erase for years; a dominatrix had called and whispered the word “rubber” again and again. He melted every time he listened to it, her words turned him into a puddle of submissive arousal.

Are you like me, finding the smell an instant turn-on? Or more like my friend who gets so aroused by sound?

Or are you more visual?

the sight of a hot dominatrix encased in a bright red rubber corset
the look of shiny black PVC boots that go all the way up a femdomme’s legs
the slinky silver curves of a tight-fitting neoprene dress wrapping around her waist

Or do you get more aroused by sensation?

the scratchy feel of latigo wrapped around your throat as you hear the lock on the collar click
embraced snuggly as a dominant mummifies you with saran wrap
the unyielding tightness of a latex vacuum bed

What is it about these things? I don’t have any desire to be intimate with a cow, but the scent of leather is an overwhelming experience for me. And it’s completly automatic, I don’t “think” leather, I just smell it and spontaneously react.

Do you have “buttons” like this that just hit you out of the blue?

Tell me about it.

Mummified and Forced Milking

MistressChianti — Tue, 09 Dec 2008 18:21:19 +0000

My my my…. what has he went and gotten himself into?

Stripping away the pleasure and the control of the male orgasm, forced milking can be quite humbling. No doubt at first, there is much stimulation in the realization that you lay there bound with your cock exposed for teasing and torment. BUT… as time ticks on, and you become lost inside your head, blankness even lacking, only the emotional ride which is whirling at an internal high speed, and the helplessness and vunerability becomes a tunnel with no light and no apparent end – you succumb to an ongoing CBT and milking session.

The restriction of the mummification is in itself, fucking with your human survival instincts. And the vunerable exposure of your cock and balls stirs up those knotting anxieties in your stomach.

What sounds you can hear in the room, are muffled and unclear. Your eyeslids have been taped down. There is nothing. You are nothing. And your cock grows even harder due to your immobile predictiment. Feeling yourself being fitted, hearing a small motor running, aware of the growing pressure being pumped around your milkstick, and the ever so constant suction. You have no control. You have no say and YOU WILL produce. Over and over and over, until nothing remains, except the silent tears of pain escaping from your sealed eyelids.

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Forced Bisexuality

LadyJohanna — Mon, 08 Dec 2008 02:58:13 +0000

There seem to be several “flavors” of forced bisexuality.

What I originally imagined many years ago when I first ran across this kink was that guys who were bisexual but a tad too homophobic to admit it liked having a fem domme force them, which made it seem like a heterosexual experience.

However, the more guys I talk to about this, the more I find that most of the guys with this fantasy have no attraction to males. I mean, you can’t even get them to tell you which guy is hotter of two choices, because they genuinely don’t know, they just don’t find guys hot.

They’re honestly straight guys. For most of them, wanting to suck cock or have a guy fuck them up the ass isn’t about wanting sex with another guy.

It’s about a lot of things…

It’s about the extreme humiliation of a femdom treating you as less than a real man.
It’s about being seen as desirable and attractive, being the prey instead of the predator, feeling wanted.
It’s about being objectified, used as a sex toy for the dominatrix’s pleasure.
It’s about the depth of submission to a domina necessary to achieve such a thing against your own inclinations.
It’s about being so utterly owned that you can be given away by your domme.

There’s a very typical progression with this fantasy scenario…

Most of you start with strapon fantasies, wanting the femdomme to shove her cock down your throat.
As timidity decreases, you admit you want that intimidating dominatrix to force that big dildo up your ass as well.
Eventually, you don’t just want a dildo anymore, but a real live cock, and you begin imagining cocksucking.
Often, you progress to wanting that real cock up your ass, wanting to know you’re really being used and truly humiliated by the emasculation of having cum shot up your ass.

And yet, the progression rarely continues into bisexuality; you guys never go out and start dating each other. It’s not hot unless I am there.

Those of you with the forced bi fantasy know, even if you’ve never done it, the thought of me making you let a man shove his cock down your throat gets you hard as a rock.

And now…

Perhaps you’ve never even confessed it to anyone, barely admitted it to yourself. Maybe you just want to talk about it with someone who “gets” why you’re fascinated with cock even though you’re straight.
Perhaps you’d like to explore further, chatting or voicing with a man under my guidance and control.
Or maybe, with support, encouragement and not a little manipulation, you can be led into doing it for real… for me.
Maybe you’ve explored this with another mistress previously, but need someone to continue developing your submission with.

Call me to discuss.

The Smoking Goddess Lillith

MistressChianti — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 15:30:50 +0000

The English Mansion continues to out shine so many other FemDom BDSM sites.

In this series, Goddess Lillith takes the seduction of smoking and foot worship to a new level. Not only does she tease her slave with those beautiful full red lips of hers, she hoods him in leather and has him cleaning her stilettos, while teaesing him with those perfect toes of hers.

I am adding a pair of those opera length leather gloves to my gift list. So many times I am asked “What may I do for you, Mistress Chianti?” – my response will be – “Bestow upon me your true desire to please me. Kneel and offer up your gift of leather, so that I can tease and torment you even more – my pet!!”

See More Of Goddess Lillith Here !!

New Submissive Pet Petition

MistressChianti — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 14:37:41 +0000

And so it happens again. One of those letters from a male submissive who knows nothing about me and has never taken the time to call and introduce himself.

Dear Mistress Chianti,

.. i would like to be owned led by a Strong Dominant Female .. i do believe in fem supremacy .., so you will find me at your feet begging to worship you use me as you wish Ma’am.., the way you see it fits your desire .. , .. i ‘am loving quiet guy who love to follow orders & and listen to my mistress doing exactly as she said ..

D/s role play fits me more .. so you will get such a loyal pet at your feet all the time Ma’am ..
hope you will collar me .. leash me , this way you will have me always at your feet like a good pet for you lick your feet / shoes.., waiting for your orders ..interested in body worship .. willing to be trained to be your perfect slave you will practice the desired kinky things with .. ,, work as a limousine driver in NYC..single not attached .. no kids .. .. , open to try new fetish ..

hope to be your good slave so soon my owner .. your slave samie

As I read through samie’s letter, I was actually entertaining the possible fun with such a new little pet, but then, the last line of “assumption” only created a sigh from me. Assuming and addressing me to be your owner is unacceptable. I make the choices – not you!

Bukkake Box Boy

Mistress Chianti — Wed, 26 Nov 2008 18:36:25 +0000

So I was visiting over at the English Mansion and came across this lovely subject all ready to take his daily cum feeding. Poor little creatures, sometimes their fantasies can be to full-filling!!! This little pig waits to have all those hard cocks jacking off on his face and shooting their hot gooey wads into his mouth.

I really think this could be turned into a fun little game to play at my next humiliation dungeon party. Instead of Pin The Tail on the Donkey, I would call it Shoot The Spunk into the Pig’s Mouth!! Make sure you drop me a line to get on that invitation list!!

At first I thought he had a little tail tangling between his legs and realized it was his piggly wiggly dicklet. Oh this is just way to much fun!

You can see more of this slut and others like him over at the English Mansion. Make sure drop by sometime!