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Learning to Dance (The Faggot Within)

You’ve all done it, I know you have. You’re at the club, hanging out with the guys and having a few drinks after work when your eyes start to wander. Bodies all pressed together, with the pulsing throb of music in the background, it’s normal to watch people isn’t it? First you check out a few chicks … after all, who doesn’t appreciate a beautiful woman, dressed up to show off her smoking hot body even with her boyfriend right behind her? You watch the way her body wraps itself around his … the way her fingers lace together on his hips as he grinds against her. You catch yourself fidgeting in your seat as you watch them practically fucking on the dance floor. Her eyes catch yours and she smiles … putting a little extra bump in her grind.

Her body is magnificent in a shiny little pink dress that barely hugs her chest and tucks in against her waspish waist. Long legs twine themselves around his jean covered ones as they dance … they look almost perfect together. You can see the shimmer on her arms as she runs her fingers down his powerful, well muscled arms. The way his chest expands when he inhales the perfume she’s wearing causes your heart to flutter in your chest and you can’t help but admire the way he moves every time those strong hips of his thrust … and that’s when you realize your eyes are glued to him and you’ve forgotten about the woman he’s riding up against. Your cock hardens in your pants as you watch him and you lick your lips, thinking about what it would be like to feel him rubbing up against you that way. The pounding beat of bass in the background only provides a rhythm that you can imagine setting as you taste the sweaty muscles at the side of his neck as he drills you against the wall while she watches you lose your faggot cherry.

Shock registers as your mind draws up the image of you screaming against his neck as he penetrates you. You’re STRAIGHT, for fuck’s sake … guys don’t think about things like that! Real men don’t wonder what it would be like to be the bisexual bitch to a real stud! You try to focus on the woman again … to imagine what it would be like to push HER up against the wall and fucking her mindlessly but all your brain will show you are the images of his cock pushing between your lips as she holds your head down between his thighs. You tremble as you sit there with your friends, trying to play off being a real guy … pretending to be turned on by every chick who walks past. Another beer and you find the courage to turn around … to watch them as they dance together again, this time staring right at you as his hands clench her hips and he pulls her backwards … over and over again.

When they leave the dancefloor, walking right past you and he brushes his hard cock against your thigh … you can’t help it … you make your excuses to your friends and you follow …

I’ll give you what you need … the Softer side of Mean

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I am Mistress

What is a woman?  What makes her into the being you see before you whenever you happen to glance our way?  Is it simply a case of genetics … one chromosome vs another in the makeup of our being, or do you think there is something more to it?  Some mystical essence that defines our femininity?  And what is it about some women that makes them dominant?  What intangible makes a woman into the Alpha Female?

Taking it one step further, what about some women causes them to become ultra sensual whereas others become more harsh?  If one does take the extreme, is it possible to flip back and forth between the two?  To be both sides of the coin?

Of course it is!  Women are a study in duality … compassionate and indifferent at the same time … light and dark wrapped inside the same physical presence.  A woman who nurtures is the same woman who will cut you with her tongue, humiliating you for failing to live up to the simplest of tasks.  A Mistress who would cradle you in her arms is the same who will laugh with cruel delight as you strain to obey her command and ruin your orgasm.  It’s what draws a man to her … the need to be punished and rewarded in the same place.

Some might argue that punishment isn’t their “thing” … other would claim they do as they are told without the need for reward (good boys always earn rewards … like free adult audios).  The truth of the matter is that a woman represents both extremes, whether she be soft or cruel … sweet or nasty.  Elegant and edgy … that’s what you need from a woman like myself.

Lucky for you … I know what you need.

The Softer Side of Mean

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Click To Call is here ... (Or How to get a Mistress on your Mouse)

I am not, by my nature, a patient woman.  One might even say I’m somewhat impatient about certain things because I believe in instant gratification.  Most of the time, this doesn’t work in my favor and I find myself paying $300 more for a ticket than the person sitting next to me on the plane (havoc is constantly telling me to shop around … I guess I’m just no good at bargain hunting).  I have been known to go shopping and come back with bags full of what could have been on sale tomorrow, had I waited … but again, I’m not good at waiting around.   I know that most of you are like me, when it comes to certain things.  You see what you want and you go for it … regardless of what it may be.  Whether it be golf clubs or phone sex, you don’t want to have to wait in line … and now, at least as far as your phones are concerned … you don’t have to wait any more.

Click on my picture, just there on the right and you’ll be taken to my cock control page that you can now satisfy that urge to talk to me, almost instantaneously.  It’s called “Click to Call” and here’s how it works.  Instead of calling me through the dispatcher (which is still an option for those of you who prefer a human’s touch), you can click a link, enter all your information yourself, bypass the dispatcher entirely and be connected directly to me … without the hassle of waiting for a middle-woman.

How Our Click To Call Billing Process Works

If you select “Unlimited”, your card will be authorized for a 30 minute call. However, you will only be charged for the exact time you spent on the phone. The Unlimited option is offered so that you do not need to interrupt your call if you decide to purchase more time. This will be done for you, with no interruption in your call.

If you select a timed call, you will only be billed for the time spent on the phone. For instance, if you select a 20 minute call, but only talk for 10 minutes, you will only be billed for 10 minutes.

Typically, it takes 2 to 3 business days for the exact amount of your call to settle on your billing statement. Before the settlement, the amount reflected on your billing statement is an authorization, and does not necessarily reflect the final amount of your call. For questions about billing, or other customer service needs, feel free to call us at  800-356-6169 .

So test it out … see how it feels to be control … at least for a little while …

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Third Time's the Charm (The Cocksucking Chronicles)

It’s been a while since my novice cocksucker had any lessons, hasn’t it?  I thought the same thing when he called me this evening, sounding so sure of himself.  Gone was the nervous flutter in his voice, replaced by the assured-ness that can only come from a man whose learned what it’s like to suck a real dick.  I almost choked up with pride (oh come on now, darlings … I’m a Mistress, not a Nun … I’ve never choked a day in my life) when I inquired as to how he’s been and what he’s been up to.

“Mistress Ryan, I’m so happy to tell you that I finally did it!  I managed to get my mouth on a real cock and suck off a man!”, he sounded as gleeful as a schoolgirl with her first crush.  I could almost see him dancing in place and squeeing.  I inquired as to how it came about and he told me, in graphic detail, all about Carl.

“Well, Carl is a friend of a friend of mine and we’ve hung out a few times.  He’s always been sort of flirty with me but nothing too bold … Now I know he’s bi and it makes more sense but, at the time I didn’t know what to make of his actions.  Well, anyway, we were all hanging out the night of the Superbowl and we’d had a few drinks … Carl was at the house along with 3 or 4 other guys and we watched the game …”, it was here that we took a little sidebar off into our feelings about the Chastity Bowl, which I will spare you the details of.  Suffice to say, we didn’t have the same experiences and I accept that he’s wrong.  Peyton Manning is the devil, dammit!  … Back to the story …

“After the game, everyone was pretty laid back and just wanted to get home so we sort of broke it all up.  Everyone was packing up and heading out and I didn’t realize it until everyone had left and it was just Carl and I in the house.  Like I said, I’d had a few drinks and was feeling a little … brave.  So when he made some comment about sucking, I couldn’t help it Mistress.  I blurted out, before I could stop myself, something like ‘I know how to suck in a good way’.  Mistress, I was so EMBARRASSED!  Carl just looked at me for a second, like he was trying to register what I’d said and then he came over and stood in front of me.  He put his hand on my shoulder and didn’t even say anything … just started pushing, forcing me down to my knees.

“He smiled at me when I went down and let his hand fall off my shoulder when I was kneeling in front of him.  Mistress, even through his jeans I could tell he was big … I mean, I’d been practicing with the dildos just like you taught me but I didn’t think I’d had anything this big before.  And when the time came for me to actually unzip his pants and take his cock out … Mistress, I couldn’t barely wrap my hand around it … I was so scared, I swallowed hard .. and Carl laughed, saying “The swallowing mostly comes AFTER the cock is in your mouth, bitchboy.”

During the entire conversation, I could hear my little faggot wanne be stroking his dick … and I knew reliving the moments before his deflowering were exciting him, so I stopped him and had him fetch his dildo and some lube.  Once he came back, and he lubed up his dildo so everything was slick … I had him tell me all about taking Carl in his mouth, while I took his ass …

It’s good to be the Queen

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Losers Rejoice: SPH Sufferers have a new SpokesPenis

This special bulletin is being brought to you, courtesy of insomnia and a mis-press of my fingers on the television remote.

Just a few moments ago, I was preparing to turn in for the evening and was flipping stations to the Food Network.  You know how sometimes you’re so used to pressing certain buttons on the remote that you don’t bother looking, you just press the buttons?  And sometimes it works, but most of the time you wind up missing the channel by a few digits and you have to re-press?  Well, tonight it happened that I mis-dialed the remote and wound up catching the jewel of a lifetime.

Did you know that THE Head Coach for THE Dallas Cowboys (America’s Team of the 90s for some bizarre reason that continues to elude me) is now the spokespenis person for male enhancement?  That’s right … Jimmy Johnson is “going long” for the same product once endorsed by such stellar celebri-peen as the Hedgehog of Love, Ron Jeremy.  I sat here, staring at my television screen … dumbstruck with horrified delight.  This is the man I listen to on Sunday afternoons to guide me through the touchdowns and booth reviews of the gridiron … now convincing his armchair quarterbacks that they don’t have to “compensate” by bulking up and buying that sports car … no, now he can just take a little pill and he can nail the head cheerleader.

I do believe this represents the end of ol Jimmy’s credibility … Unless NFL now stands for “Never Fucking Laid”?

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