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Our very own tease and denial Mistress–Ms. Ann–was gracious enough to host the very first auction (that I know of, anyway) in LDW history. To those of you who took the time to earn auction currency by posting comments on our phone sex blogs, listening to and critiquing our erotic audios, and joining the kinky festivities in our adult chatroom, we thank you for your support. It’s never beneath a bratty femdom to let her admirers know that their tokens of affection do not go unnoticed. 
The lucky winner of a 10 minute phone sex session with yours truly is EvilPenguin, while the winner of a pair of autographed, princess-worthy panties is none other than Ms. Ann’s Steph. Again, congrats to both of you lucky sissies! E-mail me to claim your winnings.
It’s quite likely that Ms. Ann will be hosting a similar event in the future. What would you like to see your cocktease Princess place on the auction block next time? (No, you can’t have my dirty panties, and you can’t have ME, either!  ).
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You–my devoted cucky boys, stroker sluts, and phone sex pervs–have been asking nicely (and, in some cases, begging) for an update. Christmas, New Years Eve, and even Valentine’s Day have passed without a mere “hello” from your bratty domme. If you’re a Yahoo Messenger user, or frequently check out our network of fetish phone sex sites (and who doesn’t love drooling over the pics and bios?) then you know that not only am I alive and well, but I’m still happily teasing my menagerie of cocks, entertaining your phone sex roleplays, and putting the dickless in their place.
To say that I’ve been busy is an understatement. At the beginning of the school year, I changed my major from English to Biology. Juggling a full courseload of math and science classes has proven to be a challenge (even for a gifted and manipulative little slut like me), but I’m absolutely loving it (and I swear it has nothing to do with the cute lab assistants or my nerdy classmates who probably go home every night and think of me as they jerk off). When I’m not in class or studying, I’m spending time with my boyfriend(s), catching up on my partying (2009 was too dull), or doing random Princess things.
As always, I welcome you to contact me via Yahoo Messenger or e-mail (this is the preferred method, as I’m not always sitting at my computer to receive your IMs) to inquire about scheduling a session. For your convenience (and yes, your phone sex brat is not a total bitch, and does enjoy making things more convenient for her clients), I’ve updated my schedule to reflect my current availability–check it out here.
I owe a few shout-outs to some of my most devoted stroker boys and sissy sluts (more to come on this bunch). If I’ve managed to forget you, and you think you deserve a mention, then you need to try harder to be more memorable next time. 
Timmy: My little foot faggot…we need to think of a special way to celebrate Easter. Maybe you should color some eggs, especially for me, and then I’ll let you enjoy them with some “special sauce”.
Cuck Stroker: Does your wife’s lover known you’re getting phone dommed by men now?
Sissy Cindy: I miss you! I bet you thought I forgot about you and your little dolly.
Sissy Baby K: Awww, I guess you need more Viagra in your baba!
My Panty Hamper (you know who you are): Hmm, looks like we’re running out of space on your head and in your mouth. Where shall we stuff these dirty underpants?!!?
Talk to you soon!
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You love seeing beautiful women show lots of skin; the more we expose, the better. However, you can’t always get what you want, now can you? (Unless you’re me, then that’s a totally different story…that entitles you to get EVERYTHING your little heart desires ).
One of the most commonly asked questions during a phone sex call is, “What are you wearing?” The right outfit can make an ordinary moment extraordinary. However, let’s be realistic. Do you really think your Mistresses are lounging around the house in their finest hosiery from La Perla, and the extra special push-up bras and thong panties that we wear for our boyfriends and lovers? Sure, you might catch one of us on the phone after we’ve just entertained some of our well-endowed friends, still dressed for the moment, but I believe it’s our ordinary, cocktease attire that adds to our power and allure. Wouldn’t you stroker boys agree?
I can’t count how many times I’ve strolled through the mall wearing one of my usual outfits–a tight t-shirt with a pair of low-rise jeans and high heels–and had silly pervs follow me, hoping to get up enough nerve to approach me and ask for my number (or maybe they fantasized about dragging me from the parking lot into their rusty old van, who knows).
Even more entertaining are the nights I get dressed up in club wear (knee high boots, minis, and a tight blouse are standard) and have guys dropping things near my feet so they can peek up my skirt, brushing up against my ass in a crowded club, or getting a hard on by simply staring at my legs. Such outfits are what I usually wear during a CFNM fantasy.
So, out of curiosity, when you picture me laying down and chatting with you, what do you see me wearing?
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 Everyone that knows me is fully aware of how much I enjoy storytelling. Whether I’m purring in your ear as I set the scene for an erotic roleplay, or sharing the particulars of a perverted phone sex session right here on my blog, stories seem to just pop into my head.
A while ago, my friend and femdom mentor, Ms. Vivian, began writing a story on her blog. For weeks, I’ve been meaning to pick up where she left off, but I was trying to decide between two directions in which to take the story. Well, I’ve decided where to go with it. Sit back, relax, and enjoy as Ms. Vivian and I play “Pass the Story”. Be sure to visit Vivian’s blog to read her opening!
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An In-Class Demonstration
Who would believe that heading to class on Monday mornings was something I actually looked forward to? Not only that, but I had to make certain, each and everyday, to wear one of my hottest little cocktease ensembles…halter tops, mini skirts with thigh-high boots, cleavage baring camisoles, tight jeans…anything I’d wear to the club, I’d definitely wear to Monday morning’s lecture. Classes with Professor Vivian were unlike any other at the university; putting your sexual prowess on display was encouraged, not shunned.
Last Monday morning, I sat quietly in the front row, applying an extra coat of gloss to my pouty lips, when Professor Vivian held up my latest essay, titled Sexual Healing, and asked me to share an excerpt with the class. Of course, I blushed; not because I was nervous, or had a fear of public speaking, but because my essay was inspired by a fellow classmate that I’d been teasing throughout the semester.
The lecture hall was silent; Professor Vivian sat on her desk, showing off her long, shapely legs as she fiddled with her pen and waited for me to speak. ”Go on, Molly,” she encouraged. I slowly rose, pulling my mini skirt down as I did, of course. I was about to begin reading my essay, when I decided to make a suggestion.
“Professor,” I began, “I don’t think my essay will really…illustrate my point. Do you mind if I do a demonstration instead?” Professor Vivian nodded her approval. I walked to the back of the lecture hall and approached Ethan, the guy I’d been teasing all semester long. He was definitely hot; he had dark brown hair, emerald green eyes, a fit, muscular body, and best of all, the bulge he got in his pants when I bent over to get things out of my backpack was always quite big! I grabbed Ethan by the waist of his pants, and led him towards the front of the class. Now, he was the one who was bright red!
I made Ethan lean against the desk as Professor Viv, clutching her giant latte, smiled with delight. Everyone knew where this was going.
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So, where do you think this is going? Post your suggestions below, and stay tuned to Ms. Viv’s phone sex blog for the next installment!
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I’m excited to share two of the naughtiest letters I’ve recieved on behalf of Mistress Claus. (Haven’t been reading my phone sex blog regularly? Read the post that follows for the back-story on Santa’s femdom wife/Mistress.)
How do your own phone sex fantasies and kinky desires compare?
The first letter is from one of my adoring sissy girls, Adrianna:
Dear Mistress Claus,
Thank you so much for the 8″ Ejaculating Dildo…thank you especially for the wonderful experience of having a threesome with two guys. I adored the feeling of a cock in both my mouth and my sissy pussy. Just thinking back on it makes my sissy clitty into a sissy stiffy. If you have found me to be a good and obedient sissy, I would like the following for this Christmas this year:
a 13″ big black cock dildo
a set of MAC makeup brushes
The last thing I would love to have for Christmas, would be for you to arrange me being discovered as a sissy by all the cute and sexy fashionista girls at work, so that they can fuck me with huge strapons and whore me out to all the guys at work for blowjobs. I hope you have a wonderful Christmas, and I look forward to whatever you bring me.
Your sissy slut,
~Adrianna
The second letter is from jizz eater “Stanley,” whose love for cum is expressed in his wishlist:
Dear Mistress Claus, beautiful and dominant Queen of the North Pole and of cum eating bitches everywhere,
Princess Molly says I don’t deserve any cum for Christmas. That is because I can’t even eat my own. She says I am a cum waster, and until I stop wasting cum I shouldn’t be allowed any more. I promise to keep trying to be a better cum whore, so that maybe one day I can enjoy one of her boyfriends.
The only things I can ask for are things to help me eat cum.
Condoms, size small, to catch my cum and save it for later.
An ejaculating dildo, to suck like the slut bitch that I am and should be.
Gay porn, since cum whores like me don’t really like pussy, and I can pretend it’s their loads I am about to eat.
Thank you for listening to a pathetic loser like me.
-”S.”
Keep sending in your letters, and I’ll continue to post my favorites.
Until next time…
For an erotic phone session with Empress Molly, call 800-601-6975
Must be 18+ to call
Calls are $2.50 per minute with a 10 minute minimum
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