I feel I should explain why there wasn’t a Fetish Free For All this morning.  It goes a little something like this…

All weekend long, I was told I didn’t have plans for Memorial Day.  The weather was going to be rainy (welcome to the Pacific Northwest), a chilly, soggy day that no one wanted to celebrate outside in.  I had resigned myself to a peaceful, quiet holiday, without much fuss. Just me and my Sam, relaxing at home.

And then, around 3pm my phone rings.  It’s a naughty voice I recognize, one that I hadn’t expected to hear.  I believe some of you (those who’ve called me, especially my cuckold kinksters) are familiar with my friend Dirk? Well apparently, Dirk wasn’t going to let a little water from the sky dampen his bbq’ing mood.  There was the promise of good food, a little alcohol, and, to top it all off, a big ol’ bonfire.

So that’s where I was, last minute, dolled up in some skin tight jeans, a low cut black sweater, and some strappy sandals.  I wore my special t-back silk black panties and let me tell you… I didn’t even want to come home!  You all know how kinky Miss Bella likes to get when there’s a blazing fire and a man with enough steak to make me happy, don’t you?  Sam and I were quite surprised to find that it was going to be just the three of us, but you know what? Several hours later, even though I’m a tiny bit sore from all the grinding, thrusting, poking, and riding that went on, I find myself thinking, “Gee…Looks like I’ll have a naughty experience to share with all my teeny peen fans who’ve been salivating over how lusciously long and thick Dirk’s cock is!”

And to think…I was even nice enough to share with Sam, because let’s face it, Dirk has more than enough to satisfy both of us ladies…and then some.

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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!

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It’s an absolutely GLORIOUS day outside and your Femdom Fetish Goddess cannot WAIT to get out there and do her thing.  I’m going to go for a run, perhaps wander one of the many parks in the area (wearing my spiffy new shoes from the amazing Mr. A.), and maybe do a little light shopping combined with lunch with the girls.  And I’m going to smell absolutely fabulous doing it too, courtesy of someone (no name given, but I think I have an idea who it might be *winks*) who sent me bottles of one of my very favorite Black Phoenix Alchemy Labs oils, “O”.  Oh my lovelies, if only you could get your nose right up here next to my pulse points (are you drooling yet?), you’d smell warm amber, honey, and creamy vanilla tickling that nosebud of yours.

I smell delicious enough to eat.  What a shame that my subbies, and my cuckold sluts, will never get that opportunity!  I can hear you all crying from here: “Miss Bella! You are such a naughty goddess! Why are you so mean to us?”

I’m cruel to be kind, my pets. You all know what a lovely, polite, sweet-as-sugar Mistress I really am, don’t you?

Besides, if I really wanted to be mean, I’d tell you about the plans I have for later tonight, going out with my girls to a few local bars, dancing until I’m sweaty and so turned on I can’t help it, grabbing the nearest good looking stud who grinds up behind me, and taking him home to….well….that is if we even MAKE it back to my place. *winks*

Careful now, I don’t want you getting TOO excited.  Of course, if you want details of what I did, who I did, how often we did it, and if we’ll do it again? You know exactly what you need to do, don’t you?

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Time for a naughty little scenario I wrote a few years back that I stumbled across yesterday.  I thought you might enjoy this quickie about a Femdom Goddess and her supplicant.

“Does it excite you to see me bound and helpless like a floundering child?” the dreamer said to the dark haired Goddess.
“Indeed, does it move you for me to blindfold you so you may be mine totally?” the sensual goddess said to the enraptured dreamer.

Darkened images of the pale, sultry, dark haired goddess caresses the mind as well as the naked body of the dreamer.
His totally teased body held in the bound embrace of leather and lace.

The dreamer squirms held helpless by desire, while his dark goddess looms over him.
Each quivering inch held fast in place by a ring around his gift to his phantom lover.

Soft, yet strong hands explore all of his wanton flesh, for an eternity she drinks in his devotion for her.
“I invade your every space with my probing fingers,” the women whispered, “Do you still want me?”

Warm, wet lips on breast offered with teasing smile, the taste of silk and honey invading his senses.
Swirling strands of dark on creamy skin, teeth on neck, and total surrender.

“My dark goddess, as you stand before me I ache for your touch,” the dreamer whimpered and opened himself even more to her advances.
“I sit helpless, exposed, craving the biting touch of your nails against my skin,” he groaned as her nails slid down is chest, to his stomach, and beyond.

Bound hands in air struggling to touch just one fingertip to his phantom lover’s silkiness.
The fingers on her left hand, intertwine with the dreamer’s hair, his head thrown back in sweet agony and ecstasy.

He starts begging for release, every fiber of his being pulsating at each touch he is allowed.

Nails across his inner thighs, then articulate hands, stroking caressing him to a higher level of enlightenment.
Her mouth grasping gasping, his body tingling at the mere thought of giving up himself fully.

His goddess taunting enticing him, cruelly savoring each little taste that slowly trickles from him.
The dreamer moaning aching, awaiting for the ring to be released and his gift given to his dark mistress.

The seductress breathes heavy, “Dreamer, only now is it time.”
She slides up his body to whisper in his ear, ” If you want me, only now can it be.”

The woman says through smiling lips, “Only if you are ready then I will take you as my own.”
The dreamer pauses briefly, ” I don’t know what I should say…” the word comes… please, “please take me as yours forever.”

The goddess chuckles, “That means you surrender to my want, my every wish will be granted by you.”
“I consume your every need, your every thought, you will be mine forever, there will be no others.”

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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!

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We’re almost finished with this Steamy Storytime set! Only a couple chapters left!

It was October 31st, the night of the Grand Ball, and Sarah was very nervous. She had been dreading and anticipating this date for the past couple of weeks. She even bought a new purple stretch velvet dress, with a tied back and pointed cuffs. The neckline was just low enough for a necklace, but didn’t plunge low enough to show more than a hint of cleavage. The bra and g-string panties were purple as well, with an embroidered rose pattern and scalloped trim. She was so busy dealing with everyday life, that she had no time to buy the right shoes for the outfit. She had looked high and low and was not pleased with the selection she found. She decided to go with the old reliable pair she had already.

Her boyfriend had already told her he would meet her at the party, since he had to work and she didn’t. It would also be very erotic to meet at the party and screw each other silly. The masked stranger was a fantasy of his and she was open to almost anything. They even kept their costumes a secret just to add to the suspense. Bella was going to stop by and pick her up, as well as helping her into her dress.

Bella arrived in a black stretch limo promptly at eight o’clock. Her knock on the door seemed to resound through the apartment, even though it normally would be hollow and low. Sarah answered the door and ushered Bella inside. At first Sarah was wondering why the black crushed velvet dress covered her whole body up to her neck. She was expecting Bella to be in some skimpy number with a slit up the side and heaving bosoms spilling over the top of a corset. Sarah giggled inwardly at the cartoonish image that danced in her head. It wasn’t until Bella passed her and she closed the door, that she saw the fully opened back that cut low enough to show ass cleavage.

Bella strutted around the apartment like a peacock, “Nice place you have here, very quant. It has that lived-in feel.” Bella turned and looked at Sarah who was still gawking at the dress. “Do you like the dress? I wasn’t sure if it was sophisticated enough, but I thought the long sleeves, and high collar would make it so.”

She paused as Sarah half grinned, “Yes… it is a very sophisticated dress. I really like it.”

“I’m glad you do,” Bella chuckled and turned back around to bare her back to Sarah. “Are you ready yet? I see you have your dress on, but not your shoes. Or are you going barefoot?”

Sarah blinked and shook her head, “No I am not going barefoot, I have some shoes to wear. I’ll just be a moment.”

Bella smiled and looked sideways at her, “If you’d like, I do have those leather pumps you liked so much. I saw how you looked at them, with eyes full of lust.” Sarah blushed and realized Bella was carrying a box in her hands. “Let me put them on for you.”

“No, No,” Sarah protested, “I couldn’t wear your shoes, they probably wouldn’t fit anyway.”

As she opened her mouth to protest further, Bella dropped the box top and knelt before her. “No I insist,” Bella’s eyes flashed a seductive look up at her.

Sarah dropped her guard and said, “If you insist. Who am I to turn down such a wonderful offer?” She pulled her skirt up a little so that Bella could get the shoe on easier.

“Good,” Bella said softly as she cradled Sarah’s foot in her hand. With the other hand she pulled the leather pump out of the box and slipped it on. “It fits perfectly, like Cinderella with the glass slipper. Mmmm… you have very strong calf muscles. You must workout or dance.”

Sarah squirmed and swallowed hard, “Yes, I uh, do Pilates and Tai Chi, besides regular walking. I like to stay… toned at least.” Bella caressed her calf and ran her long nails up Sarah’s leg. The heat was building between her thighs and she grabbed on to the wall for more support. Bella’s hand lingered for a moment on the back of her knee, before switching over to the other leg.

Bella looked up with a mischievous smirk and remarked, “I love the feeling of a good workout. It gets the blood pumping and your body aches in that good way you know. Then after you get all hot and sweaty, you can take a long cool shower afterwards.” Again her hand worked its way up Sarah’s calf, stopped at mid thigh, and threatened to go farther. “A good workout is almost as good as sex don’t you think?”

Sarah tried to focus on what Bella said, “What?”

Bella sprung to her feet and backed Sarah against the wall. “Sex, don’t you think it’s a much better workout?” Bella half straddled Sarah’s leg and stood a breath away from her face. “I always feel much better after a good romp in the sack, it gets those endorphins going, and makes you forget the problems of the day. Tell me Sarah… have you ever had sex with a woman before?”

Bella’s taunting eyes made Sarah melt and she stuttered a response, “I uhhh… no, but I am curious. I just haven’t, you know, had the chance, and um…”

Bella chuckled and ran a finger over Sarah’s cheek, “Maybe you’ll get your chance soon. You can drop your skirt now.” She backed away and Sarah noticed the dress was pulled up to her waist and crumpled in her grasp. She released the hem quickly and excused herself to the kitchen for a drink of water to cool down. “Are you almost ready, Sarah?”

Sarah gulped down the glass of water and nodded, “I’m ready now.” She grabbed her purse and they departed.

*Fans self* Now if that wasn’t steamy, I don’t know what IS!  Stay tuned, my pets!

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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!

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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!

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