So here we are, the end of the week, and I’ve been taking your calls all morning!  I have to say, I’ve found myself delighted by quite a few of you naughty kinksters, and it would seem that Fetish Friday is in full effect.  But Miss Bella, I hear you asking, why do you call it a Fetish Friday?

It’s simple, my darlings.  It’s a Fetish Friday because I’ve had kinkster after naughty kinkster calling to confess their naughtiest secrets to me!  And I’ve noticed something: All my stroker sluts seem to be coming out of the woodwork today.  I suppose it’s because the weekend is cumming up and they need to unload from a long, hard work week to fully enjoy their weekend activities.

It’s been a morning filled with masturbation marvels, and by that, I mean, new ways of doing the same old thing.

For example, I just had a delightful call with one “John Meloncock” who earned his moniker due to his particular penchant for pounding produce with his prick.  Apparently, he has quite the following among the ladies here at LDW, as several of them have mentioned his antics in their blogs!  He promised that I’d get to watch him thrust his way into an innocent melon at some point in the future…and I can’t wait.

There have been so many amusing callers today, and the day is still young! I do hope the trend continues because you all know just how much Miss Bella adores guiding your masturbation sessions until you pop, especially when it’s out of the ordinary. *winks*

For erotic phone sessions with Empress Bella, call 800-601-6975
Must be 18+ to call
Calls are $2.50 per minute with a 10 minute minimum
Discreetly billed to a major credit card
http://ratemycall.com/

Last night, as I was reapplying another coat of the oh-so-luscious Orgasm lipgloss by NARS that showed up on my doorstep earlier in the day (thank you!!), I received a call from a rather interesting character.  We’ll call him Basement Boner Boy, because that’s precisely what he is.  In a hushed whisper, this naughty stroker revealed to me that he was hiding out from his Significant Other because he has a very real problem: chronic wankerism.

That set me into a flurry of giggles because, well frankly, I love my chronic stroker sluts because they can’t help themselves! They simply MUST reach down there several times a day to fondle their nethers, no matter how embarassing the after-effects might be.  I also love the fact that for most of them, they’re craving the control from a Femdom like myself, to ensure that they maintain a rather strict regiment of stroking.  Part of said regiment is what I like to affectionally refer to as a “Squirting Tribute”. 

BBB paid his squirting tribute up front and I decided to whore him out for a bit to two other Mistresses here, Miss Gabrielle and Mistress Sarah! Two very different Femdom styles, but both extremely fun to get on the phone.  Miss Gabby and I teased him about that little peen of his and his need to stroke it, and found out he had himself a Q-tip with some very special spicy sauce to make things extra tingly! *giggles*  And then Mistress Sarah revealed to me all his naughty secrets!

Ultimately, though, I had him find a nice, soft, bathroom towel with which to spill his little squirmers…with instructions to put it somewhere useful until laundry day.  I can’t wait to hear how red he turns every time his Significant Other uses that towel before laundry day while he watches, knowing what a pathetic little wanker-slut he really is!

For erotic phone sessions with Empress Bella, call 800-601-6975
Must be 18+ to call
Calls are $2.50 per minute with a 10 minute minimum
Discreetly billed to a major credit card
http://ratemycall.com/

I do hope you all had an amazing St. Patrick’s Day yesterday! I know I certainly did. Mmm. Irish Whiskey, Corned Beef, and some serious geeking out in front of the PS3 to enjoy the newest God of War III game!  But on to the news…

Now, many of you may have already noticed this, but we’ve implemented something brand new here at LDW.  When you look at my profile over on voxerotic.com, you’ll notice a little button that says “click to call”.  The genius thing about this button is that it makes it possible for all of you to bypass having to chat with the dispatchers (although I know you ALL adore our hardworking dispatch ladies…of which I am one *winks*) and connect directly to me!  YOU enter in your payment information, and me? Well I just answer the phone when you call! It’s super simple and I highly encourage you all to give it a try.

This other piece of news is specifically for my forced-bi cocksucking sluts.  You know who you are.  And you know that, although you adore having a Mistress tell you all about the cocks she’s planning on seeing you wolf down, sometimes, you just need a little something….extra.  Well, have no fear. Our newest cock on the block, Sir Mathew, can help you achieve the realism that you require!  In fact, how incredibly sexy would it be, my darlings, to get both Sir Mat and your favorite fetish Femdom on the phone together?  Mmm! Yummy!  I can hear you all quivering now. *winks*

That’s it for the time being, my darlings! Ciao until next time!

For erotic phone sessions with Empress Bella, call 800-601-6975
Must be 18+ to call
Calls are $2.50 per minute with a 10 minute minimum
Discreetly billed to a major credit card
http://ratemycall.com/

Here’s a special little ditty for you, that I just decided was needing to get out of my head! Don’t groan too loudly, now;)

‘Twas  the night before Christmas
And all through the lair
Not a creature was stirring
No, they wouldn’t dare.

The Sissies were nestled
All snug in their beds,
While visions of tea parties
Danced in their heads.

And I, in my corset,
With key in my hand,
Had just locked in a chastity boy,
From a far-away land.

When up from my dungeon
There arose such a noise,
That I stalked to the doorway
Yelling, “Cut it out, boys!”

When on what should my
Wondering gaze alight,
But a silly submissive,
His arms bound up tight!

He was completely naked,
Not a stitch did he wear,
His small peen all shriveled,
Perhaps due to cold air!

His eyes were lowered,
He made not a peep,
While I contemplated his plight
Was he mine to keep?

I stood before him,
Leaning in near,
As I softly asked him,
“Slut, what brings you here?”

He said not a word,
But raised up his eyes,
And written on his face
Was his honest reply.

“So you’re here to serve me,”
I asked him again,
He nodded demurely,
And lowered his chin.

I felt my lips smile,
As I flicked on a light,
Merry Christmas, From Miss Bella,
May your holidays be bright!

Happy Holidays, my darlings! May you all be safe and happy and warm this season, may you find yourself surrounded by loved ones, and know that Miss Bella loves you, even if you think no one else does!

Until tomorrow! And don’t forget to listen to my show tonight at 12am Eastern, on Cock Radio! And join us in the chatroom over at Community Kink for a good time!

For erotic phone sessions with Empress Bella, call 800-601-6975
Must be 18+ to call
Calls are $2.50 per minute with a 10 minute minimum
Discreetly billed to a major credit card
http://ratemycall.com/

I hope you enjoyed last week’s naughty little Christmas carol rewrite.  I have to admit, I find myself doing things like that rather often: taking the words of a song and twisting them into something more sinful, that is.  This week, however, I wanted to share with you something that I’m doing over in the Tease Mania free audio boards. If you haven’t been already, you’re missing out on some sexy soundbites from your favorite Femdoms! This little pearl of a story is called, The Office Christmas Party!

The annual office Christmas party is coming up and you roll your eyes at the invitation flier that’s sitting on your desk.  Not another one, you think, you hate these gatherings.  People always drink too much and make fools of themselves. But not you, isn’t that right? You are always in such strict control of yourself, especially since you’ve been seeing that former temp of yours for the past month.  Miss Bella knows exactly how to make sure you do what she wants you to do and you smile a bit to yourself as you shift in your seat to feel the silky panties under your business suit rub against your tender ass.  She made sure it was bright pink from the paddle last night before giving you your orders for today.  You resolve to spend the evening of the Christmas party with your Goddess instead of with the rest of your coworkers.  But then you make a fatal mistake…

You’re in the throes of submission when you blurt out how much more you’re going to enjoy spending the night of the party with her.  Miss Bella stops and lifts your chin with her riding crop, telling you to repeat yourself.  You explain to her about the party and are surprised when she orders you to make the RSVP.  You can’t believe your ears.  Your Goddess is telling you to spend the evening with your coworkers instead of with her! You feel your heart sink.  Like a good boy, you nod your head and tell her that you will do as she asks.  It doesn’t take long before you’ve forgotten your promise.  Especially when she’s pulling the strap on up around her hips…

You can listen to the two free audios here: Part 1 & Part 2.  Don’t worry my pets! There is more to come.

And don’t forget to tune in to Cock Radio tonight at Midnight Eastern for Miss Bella’s Fetish Free For All!

For a phone sex session with Empress Bella, call 800-601-6975
Must be 18+ to call
Calls are $2.50 per minute with a 10 minute minimum
Discreetly billed to a major credit card
http://ratemycall.com

Ahh, here we are! The last day of November and forging on ahead into the insane holiday season!  I thought that, in lieu of a story this week, I’d share a little modified Christmas Carol with you all.  Sing along if you know the words:

On the first day of Christmas
my Mistress gave to me:
being able to cum while masturbating.

On the second day of Christmas
my Mistress gave to me:
Two minutes of licking her boots,
And being able to cum while masturbating.

On the third day of Christmas
my Mistress gave to me:
Three minutes of cold play,
Two minutes of licking her boots,
And being able to cum while masturbating.

On the fourth day of Christmas
my Mistress gave to me:
Four minutes of anal probing,
Three minutes of cold play,
Two minutes of licking her boots,
And being able to cum while masturbating.

On the fifth day of Christmas
my Mistress gave to me:
Five minutes of cock & ball teasing,
Four minutes of anal probing,
Three minutes of cold play,
Two minutes of licking her boots,
And being able to cum while masturbating.

On the sixth day of Christmas
my Mistress gave to me:
Six minutes in the Gates of Hell,
Five minutes of cock & ball teasing,
Four minutes of anal probing,
Three minutes of cold play,
Two minutes of licking her boots,
And being able to cum while masturbating.

On the seventh day of Christmas
my Mistress gave to me:
Seven minutes of ball stretching,
Six minutes in the Gates of Hell,
Five minutes of cock & ball teasing,
Four minutes of anal probing,
Three minutes of cold play,
Two minutes of licking her boots,
And being able to cum while masturbating.

On the eighth day of Christmas
my Mistress gave to me:
Eight minutes of caning,
Seven minutes of ball stretching,
Six minutes in the Gates of Hell,
Five minutes of cock & ball teasing,
Four minutes of anal probing,
Three minutes of cold play,
Two minutes of licking her boots,
And being able to cum while masturbating.

On the ninth day of Christmas
my Mistress gave to me:
Nine minutes of worshiping her pussy,
Eight minutes of caning,
Seven minutes of ball stretching,
Six minutes in the Gates of Hell,
Five minutes of cock & ball teasing,
Four minutes of anal probing,
Three minutes of cold play,
Two minutes of licking her boots,
And being able to cum while masturbating.

On the tenth day of Christmas
my Mistress gave to me:
Ten minutes of anal sex,
Nine minutes of worshiping her pussy,
Eight minutes of caning,
Seven minutes of ball stretching,
Six minutes in the Gates of Hell,
Five minutes of cock & ball teasing,
Four minutes of anal probing,
Three minutes of cold play,
Two minutes of licking her boots,
And being able to cum while masturbating.

On the eleventh day of Christmas
my Mistress gave to me:
Eleven minutes of suspended whipping,
Ten minutes of anal sex,
Nine minutes of worshiping her pussy,
Eight minutes of caning,
Seven minutes of ball stretching,
Six minutes in the Gates of Hell,
Five minutes of cock & ball teasing,
Four minutes of anal probing,
Three minutes of cold play,
Two minutes of licking her boots,
And being able to cum while masturbating.

On the twelfth day of Christmas
my Mistress gave to me:
Twelve minutes of masturbating for her,
Eleven minutes of suspended whipping,
Ten minutes of anal sex,
Nine minutes of worshiping her pussy,
Eight minutes of caning,
Seven minutes of ball stretching,
Six minutes in the Gates of Hell,
Five minutes of cock & ball teasing,
Four minutes of anal probing,
Three minutes of cold play,
Two minutes of licking her boots,
And being able to cum while masturbating.

*grins* Now wasn’t that delightful? Since you’re singing that tune now, don’t forget to TUNE IN to my show on Cock Radio tonight at Midnight Eastern and join us in the chat rooms over at Community Kink!

 For phone sex sessions with me, call 800-601-6975.

It’s Monday again and you know what that means! Time for part 4 of my teasing little tale, Sarah’s Seduction.

A week had passed and Sarah refused to give in to the urge to go back to the bookstore. She was intrigued yet cautious now, and going back might have made things worse. She kept what had happened to herself and left her boyfriend in the dark about it. She was extremely busy and that helped to distract her for the time being. Now, she had had a chance to clear her head and go back with a renewed sense of confidence. She wouldn’t let what happened happen again, or at least that is what she thought.

She took a deep breath and stepped into the bookstore. The recognizable scent of the bookstore called her back to that moment with Bella. She chuckled under her breath and strode to the counter. Before she could make it halfway down the aisle, Delanna, the store owner, waved her over to another section of books. Sarah gulped and walked over, giving her a polite smile. She felt her knees shaking and willed them to stop.

Delanna returned the smile, “It has been a while since you have been around. Has everything been alright? Were the books to your liking?”

Sarah was about to speak when Bella interrupted, “Yes, please tell us how you have been.” Sarah jumped at the closeness of the voice and craned her neck to look at Bella behind her. “A little jumpy are we? Maybe you should be put on decaf.” Bella pressed against Sarah’s back, keeping her movements restricted in the already confined space of the aisle.

Sarah felt trapped between Delanna, who was making no overt overtures toward her, and Bella, who was glued to her back. The already tiny aisle grew more confined around her, making the hairs on the back of her neck rise, and giving way to a slight shiver.

“I was very busy and could not get away,” Sarah shifted her weight as Bella pressed even closer. “I… got swamped with my schoolwork and some other things.”

“Everyone has to have their priorities set,” Delanna said as she turned her whole body to look at her. “If not, then we would surely give into sloth.”

Sarah was a pane of glass under Delanna’s gaze. Sarah’s pulse quickened and she felt like a scared rabbit trapped by hungry wolves. Her nervousness was apparent and she noticed her breath coming in more labored gasps. Helpless to stop what was about to happen, her thoughts turned from the need to be so open, to the need to run. She tried to back up, but Bella was like an unmoving wall of muscle. Delanna turned Sara’s head to the side and brushed the hair from her neck.

In an instant they backed away and Sarah held onto the bookcase as her head spun. She stumbled a bit, her mind clouded like a fog had just descended upon it, and her temples pounded. Her body trembled and she looked up at Delanna with a questioning scowl. Her body was reacting as though it had been recently violated, but she couldn’t remember what had happened. She had lost time again around Bella and decided to take her leave. They backed away with no effort to stop her and even waved cheerily as she left. No words were spoken by either of them and Bella’s devious smile left Sarah confused and querying.

Sarah sat in her car and lit up a Marlboro. She inhaled and exhaled deeply, while she struggled to calm her frayed nerves. She tried to recall what had just happened and only got a jumble of thoughts in response. She was asked to a Halloween party and agreed to go. She was even elated at the thought of attending. She was in awe of them both and felt like the proverbial moth being drawn to the flame in their presence; wanting only to be near them and be found pleasing.

Sarah looked at her cigarette that she let burn down, put it out, and lit a new one as she left. She would go to her boyfriend’s place and tell him about the party. Deep down inside, she was still convulsing as her orgasms continued. She wanted that feeling to continue and knew, instinctively, who was to blame.

*Grins* I wonder just what kind of trouble awaits our lovely victim, my pets!  Stay tuned for next week!

Until tomorrow!

 For phone sex sessions with me, call 800-601-6975.

Hello, my darlings!

This Friday we’re exploring a fetish that a surprisingly large number of guys seem to indulge in!  Although, when you think about it, it’s not nearly as surprising as you’d think.

Lactaphilia (aka Toss the bottle, I want it straight from the tap!)

For most of us, our first contact with a female (aside from birth) was through breast feeding.  It was a form of comforting, bonding, and nurturing that instantly established a connection with our mothers.  Is it any wonder, then, that it might develop into a fetish? For those of you who are trying to recapture your youth (I’m talking to my adult babies, here) or even those who are mesmerized by breasts in general, you might discover, quite accidentally, that you are a member of this group.

Lactaphiliacs are aroused not just by a woman’s breasts, but specificially when those breasts are lactating.  There are quite a few porno movies out, revolving around this particular fetish and they are certainly something to behold.

Nearly every woman has the ability to lactate. It normally doesn’t happen until after childbirth, although a few notable exceptions to this rule have been recorded.  As a whole, however, the act of lactating can be incredibly arousing.  I mean, think about it: here are these two pillowy globes of warmth and concealed inside is the very essence of nurturing!

It’s no wonder that lactaphilia is such a popular fetish! And the women who CAN lactate often find themselves amused by the prospect of having an adult baby latched on and nursing;)  Why don’t those of you who enjoy this fetish speak up and let us all know what it is that you enjoy about this one?

Until tomorrow!

 For phone sessions with me, call 800-601-6975.

Hello, my lovelies!

This week’s fetish is something many of you grew up with and it’s carried over into today…only with a slightly different connotation!

Catagelophilia (aka “You really think I’m going to do something…with that?”)

We all were teased, growing up.  I don’t think anyone was immune to it, regardless of your popularity, but then, some of you were teased mercilessly and ridiculed to the point of tears.  Catagelophiliacs find it sexually arousing to be ridiculed, teased, or otherwise humiliated for some perceived personal flaw.

Now, you may be thinking to yourself, who really enjoys being ridiculed? I can’t even count the number of calls I get where the client begs to be laughed at, teased, humiliated, or otherwise made to feel inferior for something.  Whether it be a fascination with panties or an incredibly miniscule cock, there’s always something that can be exploited and laughed at.

This fetish really isn’t as uncommon as you may think!  If you consider how many fetishes actually develop in early adolescence, when the hormones are going crazy and you feel socially awkward around your peers, it’s really quite easy to see how something like a little schoolyard teasing can be associated with sexual excitement!  You’re getting attention, after all! You’re not invisible in that moment…especially when the person teasing you is that pretty head cheerleader you’ve been lusting after.  She may never give you the time of day in any other circumstance, but when she singles you out to giggle at you, mmm…suddenly, you’re her center of attention and she’s the one who makes you feel like you can do better, be better, prove to her that you’re not as much of a loser as she thinks you are.

*giggles*  We both know different, don’t we? You never quite grow out of loser status…but it gives you something to strive for.  And in the meantime, we’ll sit here giggling at your attempts;)

Until tomorrow!

 For phone sessions with me, call 800-601-6975.