After-Class attention? You got more than you bargained for!

Well, Monday evening was My first day back on the phones after a long while, and My first caller certainly did not disappoint.

At first, he made it clear that it was to be a vanilla call. Now I do take the odd vanilla call, but generally speaking My lines are reserved for Domination & Fetish. No problem where this particular caller was concerned, because before long, he'd forgotten about the fact that he'd called simply to have a wank! Very quickly he was kneeling at My feet, begging to worship My boots.

He had no idea he was talking to a Genuine Dominatrix. It was only when I finally enlightened him that he started to melt - and before long was putty in My hands. Not only was he obediently licking at the sole of My thigh boots, but he was My human ashtray, begging for more.

Of course his excitement came to a head when I told him how unpredictable I am. He's a school teacher you see, and teaches Adult Education classes in the evenings. He often pervs at the MILFs in his classes - staring at their boots during the winter months.

So I told him that if I caught him staring at My boots, he'd be blindfolded before being caned and finally made to wank all over My boots. The highlight of that would be once I removed the blindfold - for him to see that he and I were not alone - as he hoped. Nope - there was class full of women - all laughing and jeering at him, as his little worm deflated in shame. Can't wait for him to call again! 

Sissy Sings For Her Orgasm.

I just experienced a VERY amusing call from a sissy who clearly was very desperate to wank his disgusting little clit! He admitted that he'd already had 3 wanks today, and was desperate for his fourth - now he is what I call wank-obsessed.

"You think I'm pathetic, don't you Mistress?" he murmured as I taunted him about his obsession. "Pathetic doesn't even begin to describe what you are," I sneered. "I don't think there has been a word invented for what you are!"

He went on to tell Me that his cock is "nearly 4 inches."

"You say that as though you're proud of it!" I mused. "It's nothing to be proud of! I bet the ONLY reason you wank it so much is in the vain hope that it will grow!" This he agreed with, as he admitted that it hadn't grown at all. It continued to remain pathetic and he continued to be a loser. "I'm am a loser" he admitted. "The only attention I get from women is Ladies like you. I spend my life on phone sex lines, begging for the attention of Superior Women."

"But you only get it because you're paying us," I taunted. "In any other circumstance, I wouldn't piss on you if you were on fire."

I made him beg for his chance to have his fourth wank of the day. "Why should I allow it?" I questioned him. "What can somebody like you to possibly do to convince Me to permit it?"
"I can sing you a sissy song!" he offered," to amuse you Mistress". Hmmmm, he had My interest...

"Very well," I said. "If I like the song, I'll allow you to wank. But you had better make it good!"

He took a deep breath and began...

"My name's Samantha and I like dick! Please shove it my mouth while I wank my clit! My name's Samantha and I like cum! Please let me swallow yours once you've fucked my bum!"

Well how could I resist?

The caller with half a cock...

So tonight I took a call from a "submissive" who wasn't quite as "cocky" as he came across. At first, he seemingly refused to address Me as Mistress, clearly assuming that I was just a phone girl masking as a Domme - silly boy! I soon put him straight, telling him how much I would enjoy making him suffer unless he showed Me the correct amount of respect.

As I explained to him; boys like him are like wild horses and they need to be broken - breaking him would be very easy. Duly chastised, he became meek and respectful - the horse was indeed broken.

He went on to tell Me all about his fetish, and at first it was rather a grey area for Me. He explained that he was circumcised and he enjoyed being humiliated about that. Further questioning revealed that he had been circumcised for religious reasons, which lead Me to suspect that he actually wanted a bit of religious humiliation thrown in - not something I'm prepared to do.

So, I talked about how useless he truly was. No foreskin means he only has half a knob, meaning he can't be that good in bed really. He was pressing to find out if he would ever be worthy of fucking Me. "Even with a complete dick, you STILL wouldn't be worthy," I sneered amid his gasps of pleasure.

Then he talked about his ex girlfriend; and how she used to call him a Jew because he was circumcised. "Hold it right there buster!" I chastised him. "We leave religion out of this or this conversation ends right now!" "Sorry Mistress," came the very meek reply.

I made a point of telling him that to Me, he wasn't a real man because he didn't have a foreskin, how he's missing out of the sensation of having that piece of skin sliding back and forth over the end of his cock, and even wanking won't give him back that feeling. "You've lost something amazing forever!" I laughed cruelly, "and that's why you lost your girlfriend!"

I kept mentioned how he wasn't really a man because he was missing this part of him, how no amount of wanking would make it grow back. He came like a trojan, squealing the word "foreskin" over and over again. Yes, it was very hard not to laugh, but ever the professional; I held it together - at least until he hung up anyway....

But girls, this is how you turn things around. It was pretty obvious at the beginning of the call what his agenda really was; racial/religious humiliation. But I NEVER hang up - unless the caller is being abusive. A firm, but polite "no" is enough normally. And I know this guy will be back - I broke him and got him addicted - even if he has half a dick....

Piggie Pays For My Attention...ALWAYS!

My regular piggy called Me last night. He calls Me about once or twice a week, because the only way he can get female attention is to pay for it. He has the tiniest dick, which at the best of times, doesn't work and he's still a virgin, living at home with Mummy at the age of 27. Yes, I'd say that's pretty damn pathetic.

I take great pleasure in reminding him that the ONLY reason I'm talking to him is because he's paying Me. I don't want him to delude himself for a second that I'm actually interested in him. I mean he has very little going for him. In a normal situation, I wouldn't even piss on him if he was on fire. But the fact that he's emptying his wallet means he gets My attention.

That's not to say that I don't milk it for all it's worth. Of course that's My right. I tell him over and over again about the lovely things I've treated Myself to with his cash. How men have been on dates with Me, and have seen the gorgeous outfits he has bought for Me. He had the cheek to ask Me for a picture other day. I told him that I take, not give.

He's not allowed to finish the call until I say so. I made that very clear from the beginning. I call the shots and take the cash - he just spunks it away if and when I let him. I LOVE to watch the £££ pile up, reminding him every so often how much he has spent with Me and reminding him that it's not enough. You see I'm greedy when it comes to piggies, especially pathetic virgin piggies. He just feeds My greed. He also knows that when the money runs out - so does My attention. He's a means to an end - nothing more. And I constantly remind him of this.

Sometimes, when I can't be bothered to actually speak to him, I'll tell him this. But I'll still keep him on the line. He doesn't have choice - he has to stay on the line for as long as I want. So I'll go about My day - I might be watching TV, doing some housework, or even giving attention to more worthy slave on webcam. But still he has to pay and expect nothing in return. That's the role of piggies!

Cuck suffers sexy humiliation!

Pathetic cucks are among My favourite type of caller and the call I took on Sunday evening was definitely a winner!

It started with a "boy" (he loved to be called "boy"!) who at first was testing Me to see if I was the real deal. He wanted to know how I would bring him to his knees and make him Mine. "Oh I'm already under your skin!" I laughed. "How do you know, Mistress?" he challenged.

"Well let's see." I began. "Right now, your cock is twitching and your heart is racing in anticipation of what I'm about to do to you. You're scared but you're excited at the same time. You want to stop, but something is preventing you from doing so..."

He gasped loudly and I knew I was right. I always am.

He went on to confess he only had a little dick, which he often plays with it at work; disappearing into the toilets as often as he can to relieve himself. "I think my colleagues know about this," he admitted, "they keep giving me knowing smiles whenever I return from the toilets."

"Of course they know!" I announced. "They also know how pathetic you are as well!"

He went on to talk about an older woman at work, whom he's been lusting after. She treats him like a boy too, patting him on the head to patronise him. He drools after her from afar, but she's currently shagging his boss.

"You know why that is, don't you?" I taunted. "The boss is real man, with a real dick. She'd rather shag him than a pathetic "little boy" like you!" Another groan before he murmured his agreement.

I told him how one day they would trick him. They would invite him out to a "business lunch" to discuss his role, before inviting him back to theirs. Once the they'd gotten comfortable in the bedroom, his boss would remove his colleagues stockings, before ordering the pathetic cuck to strip. Then cuck's hands would be tied behind his back with said stocking, as he was made to kneel in the corner.

His boss would take out his huge cock, and order cuck to suck him; all the time taunting him about how he was going to fuck the woman cuck lusted after "like only a real man can."

As cuck sucked his boss; his colleague was showing off her pussy; stroking it and opening it for him to see what he could never have. And once his boss was hard, he dragged cuck to the bed, and told him to sit still and watch. Turning his colleague so she was on all fours; his boss slammed his massive cock inside her, ordering cuck to watch closely to see "how a real man fucks a woman."

Cuck was made to lick the juices from his boss' cock as his female colleague bounced up and down on it. By now he was desperate to touch himself, but was denied. His colleague and his boss had to cum first.

When his boss did eventually shoot his load up his colleague, he withdrew his cock and smiled sadistically at cuck. His female colleague got off the bed, and stood above cuck; spreading her pussy lips and hovering her pussy hole above his mouth. He was ordered to eat the cum oozing from her thoroughly fucked pussy, "the only way he'll ever get to taste her."

As blobs of thick cum landed on his tongue; cuck dutifully swallowed, before being made to beg to be untied. His boss agreed only on the understanding that he was to play with his little maggot for their entertainment. And cuck did this; wanking his little worm while they both laughed at his pathetic attempts to jerk off. He came hard; their laughter ringing in his ears as he squirted his cum all over himself. Oh what fun!

It was easily one of the best cuck scenarios I've created for a caller, and I enjoyed it so much. So did cuck; as he eagerly asked when he could call again. I think I'm going to have a LOT of fun with him!

A Voice From The Past!

It's funny how life is sometimes, isn't it?

Back in the day, when I was doing dispatch phone sex, I had a very loyal regular slave, who could take a lot of pain and humiliation. He used to call Me every single week without fail and he was always a pleasure to talk to. When I decided to leave dispatch phone work and branch out on My own, I always thought I would miss him, and for a time I did, until My Domme business took over.

So I was both surprised and thrilled to hear his voice in the phone last night! Yes, My favourite old regular had found Me! Of course I didn't let on who I was. Back then I was a totally different persona, and I get the feeling it would have shattered his fantasy bubble if I'd have explained who he was talking to. But nevertheless, before he'd even said his name, I KNEW it was him and I couldn't have been happier.

Now it's a good 7 or 8 years since I last spoke with him - that's how much of an impression he had left on Me. But after doing a few interview questions to work out if he'd moved on in his kinks, I decided to get all nostalgic and we were back to him suffering for My amusement. By the time I'd finished, his cock was bright red and sore from all the slapping and his balls were aching from the way I'd demanded he squeeze them. I could tell he was very much enjoying himself and to Me, it was heaven - hearing him moan in agony like he had so many times before.

Next up was his dildo - smaller than I would have liked (he'll be getting a bigger one in a few weeks - I intend to make sure of that!) and he was sucking and gagging on it like a good little whore before shoving it up his ass and riding it hard.

"Moan like a girl slut!" I demanded and he quickly obliged, giving high-pitched squeaks as his dildo drilled into him. When I finally did let him cum, I remembered how much he hated licking up his mess. He always struggled with that one, and I always enjoyed listening to him struggle. But who am I to resist? "You will be licking up your filth!" I ordered and off he went, lapping up the white muck in his hand, gagging in the process and telling Me how humiliated he felt. Oh it was wonderful!

Of course, it's not a case of picking up where we left off with him. Like I said; 8 years have passed since we last spoke and he doesn't know he's talking to his old Phone Mistress. So it's back to basics for him, starting from the very beginning as he proves himself worthy of moving along in his training. Before long, he'll have tasks to complete between our sessions - something he always enjoyed doing. Perhaps it may well twig with him that it's Me. But I'll leave that for him to work out. Either way, he was very happy at the end of our chat; happy, humiliated but somewhat satisfied - as he always was.

Down On The Farm!

Being a Phone Domina never gets boring! Every time I log on to take some calls, I can be guaranteed that somebody is going to make Me laugh and that was definitely the case last night.

I took a call from a very eager slave, who straight away said "Please let me call you Mistress!" "You should ALWAYS call Me Mistress,"  replied. "Nothing else will do."

He went on to explain that he loved humiliation and that his ex-girlfriend used to humiliate him in front of her friends. "She used to make me strip naked so everybody could laugh at my little willy," he confessed. "Then she used to make me do impressions of farmyard animals." Now this was just too juicy to resist. I simply had to take full advantage of this piece of information!

"So what was your best impression?" I asked, amid his groans of pleasure. "Oh definitely the chicken!" he replied eagerly. Well how could I not? "Go on then," I commanded. "Let's hear you be a chicken!"

No sooner had those words left My mouth than he was clucking away loudly - hope the neighbours didn't hear him - or do I hope they did? ;-)

"Flap your wings" I ordered, "And don't forget to scratch your feet on the floor like a chicken would!" I could hear him moving around, as he continued to cluck, his feet rubbing against the carpet as he scratched about like a chicken. I was in absolute hysterics at this!

"You know, we need to make you look more like a chicken," I pondered.  "Oooh with a proper chicken outfit?" he gasped. "Oh no," I replied. "I have something much more humiliating in mind." I giggled. "I'm thinking of sticking a feather up your ass!" He gave a huge groan at this as I giggled again.

"So let's go through all the farmyard animals," I announced, and as the call progress he was mooing like a cow, baaing like a sheep and squealing like a piglet. "You need a piggy tail and piggy snout!"  I laughed, as he squealed and snorted.

Finally I had to hear the chicken impression again, so I ordered him to start clucking again. Midway through the clucks he gave a huge groan and I knew he'd shot his load at the sheer humiliation of his position. "Thank you Mistress!" he breathed as he came back down. "Oh don't thank Me yet," I laughed. "Next time it's the zoo!"

Bye Bye Willy! Hello Pussy!

I have Myself a new regular on NiteFlirt - a little bitch-boy who ends up being turned into a little bitch-girl. He loves long nails and smoking, but his ultimate turn on is being turned fully into a girl against his will.

It starts off with a visit to the salon, where he is strapped to a chair. As he has long black hair, giving him a completely new hair-style is very easy. The perming rods are wound in and the result is lots of lovely little ringlets cascading down his back. To complete his new girlie do, a nice big pink bow is clipped into his hair.

Next comes the make-up - he is clean-shaven, his eyebrows thoroughly tweezed and made up. Eye-shadow, eye-liner and blusher is added before a nice bright pink slick of lipstick completes the look. And all the time this is happening to him, he's begging for Me to stop. "Please no," he whimpers. "I don't want to be a girl!"

Of course he doesn't really have any choice in the matter. As I repeatedly remind him; his Mummy wanted a little girl - but got stuck with a boy. So to deal with that, we have to turn him into a little girl!

Once he has a full set of long, square red-painted nails, a full body wax and is dressed in a pretty pink dress and matching panties, the full road to being female begins. Breast implants, hormone injections and finally the full sex-change op. He whimpers even more when I tell him I'm going to cut away his willy and replace it with a pussy.

"And then all the boys will want to fuck you!" I say with glee. "No, Mistress I'm not gay!" he sobs. "Of course you're not," I taunt him. "That's why you'll be fucking all the boys instead of the girls!"

His favourite part of the call is when I talk about him losing his virginity with a boy - how I've been good enough to make sure he has a hymen, so he can feel it being torn when he first has a cock pushed inside him. It always gets to him, and he's grunting away as he spills his load. Lots of fun.

And the next time he calls, we'll be talking about the monthly curse - he needn't think he's going to go without that!

Fucked For His Lateness.

So last night I took a call from one of My new regulars, who loves a bit of role-play. His calls are always full of energy and very very kinky!

He likes the idea of Me being his bitchy boss. I'm dressed in a tight pencil skirt, see-through blouse, stockings and heels, which is sexy enough you might say. But what really gets his pulse racing out of control is the strap-on I'm wearing under My skirt!

Yes, he loves to be punished like a bitch. Last night he was late for work, so he was left in no doubt that this would not be tolerated! After ordering him to My office and making him strip down to his bare ass, I had him kneeling in front of Me, peeling up My skirt to reveal the tops of My lace thigh-high stockings. The strap-on was still hidden beneath the material of the skirt. So close to him, but still out of view. But he had to work hard if he was going to get what he desired.

As I ran My fingers sensually over the soft skin of My thighs, I told him I wanted him to kiss them, as he begged for My forgiveness. and this he did; all the time telling Me how beautifully silky My thighs were and that he would never again be late for work. "Ah," I purred. "But I need to make sure you won't be late for work again, and there's only one way to do that." With that being said, I slowly pulled up the rest of My skirt to reveal the huge rubber cock, sticking out proud from between My legs, just waiting for his attention.

"Now you're going to be a good boy," I said quietly, as I lightly threaded My fingers through his hair, "and you're going to worship every single inch of this cock, from tip to base, with that submissive little tongue and wet little mouth of yours." He did this eagerly; working his wet tongue up and down the shaft, circling it around the tip before wrapping his lips around the swollen helmet. "You're going to have to try harder than that!" I told him, as I placed My hand on the back of his neck, to guide his mouth up and down My length. Soon, he was sucking and gagging like a whore; his mouth plunging up and down My cock, as My hand remained on the back of his neck to guide him. I set the pace and the depth of his sucking; thrusting My hips a little more to meet his mouth as the cock slid a little bit further down his throat. But the little slut was beginning to enjoy this punishment, and I couldn't have that. I needed something to press the point home.

"Get over My desk!" I hissed as I pulled the cock free of his mouth; and he obliged, bending over My desk, as his chest pressed against the cold surface. I stood behind him, grabbing hold of his ass cheeks with My hands and spread them wide; revealing his puckered little rose-bud; just waiting to be filled. "You know I need to punish you properly," I said, as I wet a finger and pressed it against his aching hole. "Making you suck My cock isn't enough. You need a punishment you can feel."

He moaned his agreement as I slipped My finger inside his ass; working it in and out to watch him open to Me. Once I was satisfied he was ready, I withdrew My finger and pressed the head of My cock to his hole. "I want you to be a good boy and take this," I purred as I began to push, and with ease, the bulbous head of My cock slipped inside, amid a gasp of pleasure from My victim. Gradually, I began to ease more inside him, as he moaned out his gratitude, until the full length of My strap-on was inside him. And that's when the fun began.

Gripping his hips firmly, I began to thrust; pulling the full length of My cock almost all the way out before plunging in straight back in again. He was gasping and growling in pleasure with each brutal thrust, but I wanted more. So I threaded My fingers through his hair again, and pulled his head back; forcing him to arch his back and thus push his ass up higher. I wanted to fill him completely. And this I did; moving in and out of him with ease.

His squeals of delight were filling the office and I knew we'd soon be discovered. "I think I'm going to have to keep you quiet," I growled and slowly pulled My cock from him. Pulling down My thong, I took it off completely, before balling it up into My hand. "Open wide!" I barked, and stuffed the thong into his mouth to muffle his squeals. As soon as he had that silky material in his mouth, My cock went back to work, plunging all the way into his stomach with force; My hips slamming against his. He was gagging and mumbling around his panty-gag and I could tell he was close. So without hesitating, I reached around and curled My hand around his rigid cock. Leaning in close, I whispered into his ear; "Now I'm going to force you to cum while I fuck you. And you're going to make sure you every moment of it."

He gave a shivered breath as My fist began to pump up and down him, faster and harder, milking him for all he was worth. My cock was soon like a piston in and out of his ass, the thrusts matching the pace of My forced wanking, and soon he gave a muffled growl and shot his load, fully over My desk, as I plunged into him deeper than before.

"Well look at that!" I exclaimed; once I'd pulled My cock from him. "Looks like you made a mess. You need to clean it up!" And I removed his gag and pressed his face into his sticky cum, as his tongue went to work, licking and slurping up every single drop until I was satisfied My desk was clean again.

"Now get dressed," I said as I put My now soaking thong back on. "And let that be a lesson to you. If you're late again, I won't be fucking you in the privacy of My office - I'll be fucking you in the staff canteen, so everybody can see your shame!"

Human Ashtray Falls In Love.

I had a new slave call Me last night, who was very much into public domination and humiliation. He started off by explaining how is ex-girlfriend use to tie him spread-eagled in the garden, for all to see his vulnerability and his tiny tickle-tackle!

She would either use his mouth of her own pleasure, or slap him across the face. Sometimes while they were out in public, she would slap him across the face for no reason, before telling him that his hardening pathetic little willy sickened her. I like her style.

I told him that I would do much better than that. I would make it clear to the public that I was definitely the one in control, as I led him around via leash. If I wanted to sit down and take a rest, he would immediately drop to his knees and worship My heels like an obedient puppy. If he failed to worship to My satisfaction, I too would be slapping him across the face to further humiliate him.

But the ultimate tease came when I decided to light up a cigarette. (I don't smoke indoors, so therefore don't smoke on cam. But I do smoke during phone chats.) I told him that he would make the perfect human ashtray. As he worshipped My heels, I would be puffing away on My cigarette, holding it between My long, red manicured fingers, taking the stub of the cigarette between My full red lips, and taking a nice long drag. Then, I would pull his face up by his hair, order him to open his mouth, and blow the smoke straight into his mouth, while he shivered with excitement.

Amid the moans and groans coming from slave, I told him that the ash from My cigarette would also be flicked on his tongue for him to eat and swallow. And once My cigarette was finished, I would pinch his jaw until he had no choice but to open wide, take the tip of his tongue between My thumb and fingernail and pull it forcefully between his lips. Then, the finished but still lit cigarette stub would be placed on his tongue, before I clamped and held his jaw shut for him to swallow.

This description resulted in the most powerful orgasm he has ever experienced, and he proved this by repeatedly crying out "oh I think I love you Mistress!" Yes, they all do - but they can NEVER have Me!