As you can probably tell, I like strap on play.  The fact that I talk about it fairly regularly in my blog should’ve tipped you off, if nothing else!  Of course, for you anal virgins out there, or for those of you who haven’t had much of anything in your nether hole, the prospect probably [...]]]>

As you can probably tell, I like strap on play.  The fact that I talk about it fairly regularly in my blog should’ve tipped you off, if nothing else!  Of course, for you anal virgins out there, or for those of you who haven’t had much of anything in your nether hole, the prospect probably seems a bit daunting, doesn’t it?

Not to worry.  Mistress Ryan has a plan, as always.

I’m going to work with you to get you ready, willing, and able to take objects of any size in that little hole of yours.  All it’s going to take is a little work and a whole lot of lube.  Are you ready for it?

To begin our strap on training, you’re going to need to be naked, naturally.  So take all your clothes off for your Mistress and lie down somewhere quiet and comfortable, like on your bed in your bedroom.  Very good.  Now I want you to stroke your cock a little for me.  Not enough to make yourself cum, of course, but enough to get you excited for the fun that is to come.

Now then, tell me what kind of lube you have and if you’ve got any toys.  You do have some, don’t you?  They’re not a requirement, but it’s a lot easier to penetrate yourself with a toy you can press down against than to contort your body so that you put your fingers in your ass.  If you don’t already own a dildo, might I suggest The Pace from Stockroom.

What we’re going to do is a nice, long guided masturbation session that mixes cock stroking and anal training.  It may take more than one such session to get your ass to where it can take every single inch of my big strap on, but I’m certainly willing to do the necessary work if you are.

We’ll have you ready to be my little strap on slut before you know it.  As I’ve said before, I think strap on play is one of the ultimate expressions of female dominance and male submission, and you’re about to be able to experience it during one of our Femdom phone sex calls.  Call me, and let’s get the party started!

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I’m in a rather sadistic mood today and looking for a very special boy to play with. Are you that guy?

Let me tell you, I woke up early this morning and rolled over; my hands grazing the small toy chest beside by bed. (My toy collection is by no means small, just [...]]]> Hello Phone Sex Boys!

I’m in a rather sadistic mood today and looking for a very special boy to play with. Are you that guy?

Let me tell you, I woke up early this morning and rolled over; my hands grazing the small toy chest beside by bed. (My toy collection is by no means small, just scattered throughout my area). I opened it up and my fingers enclosed themselves around one of my favourite paddles.

Yes, I’m in a spanking mood today.

Now you may ask yourself, how can a spanking phone sex session compare to the real thing? Darling, when I’m through with you, the red welts on your ass won’t be the only thing you remember. You see, I like to incorporate spanking into everyday roleplay.

I know you naughty subs out there should be punished from time to time and while I’m often cerebral in my punishments, today I’m all about the pain. Yes, I want you to bend over and expose that ass of yours to me. Beg for your punishment as you tell me all the things you did to displease me.

Maybe you gave in during our tease and denial session before I told you to? Or perhaps you didn’t don those pink panties to work like I asked? Whatever the case, today you will be punished for it. And hard.

You see, that favourite paddle of mine? It’s pink and black. It’s small and at first you might scoff at the damage it could do until I turn it around and show you the tiny metal spikes on the other side. I bet you are frightened now aren’t you?  But your cock is hard too. Perhaps you are trembling a bit at the thought of being spanked by me. You see, a spanking from me is as much an honour as it is a punishment.

And perhaps after I’ve punished you hard for your sins, I will finish you off by pulling out one of my big, black strapons and reaming you in the ass. Yes, I think that’s a wise course of action.

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Basically, what happens is you get a group of people together with some sort [...]]]> If you’ve been to college–and, most likely, even if you haven’t–you’ve played (or at least heard of) the “Never Have I Ever” drinking game.  Just in case you somehow managed to miss this game of youthful exuberance, I’ll explain it to you.

Basically, what happens is you get a group of people together with some sort of alcoholic beverage.  Each person takes a turn saying an “I’ve never” statement.  This might be something as tame as “I’ve never ridden in an airplane” or as naughty as “I’ve never had sex with a tranny.”  Any of the other people in the group who actually have done what the speaker says he or she hasn’t done must take a shot.  Play continues around the circle, with each player trying to think of things (usually embarrassing ones) that the other players have done that he or she has not.  The game ends when everyone is very drunk, or at a set number of shots, but that’s not quite as fun.

Now, I’m not just telling you about this game for your own edification.  I’ve been thinking that with a little tweaking, it would make an amazing tease and denial game.

I would love to get a group of my submissive boys together to play this.  Only there wouldn’t be any alcohol involved.  Also, I would be the only person issuing the embarrassing “I’ve never” statements.  Each time you’ve done the thing I mention, you’d have to remove an article of clothing.  “I’ve never eaten my Mistress’s creampie” would probably be a nice way to start, since most of you have done that before!

Once you’re all naked, which certainly won’t take long, the next thing I’ll have you do is jerk off for a set amount of time.  I might say, “I’ve never dressed in panties for Mistress’s pleasure,” and all of you who have done it have to masturbate for 30 seconds.  Of course, at this point, I’ll be choosing things that I know all of you have done.

That’s when it turns into a humiliating tease and denial game, where I force you to masturbate in front of other men and don’t give you permission to cum.  The first one to cum is punished severely, as is each other boy who comes after him.  The winner is the one who manages not to cum…the one with the bluest balls!

Sounds pretty ingenious to me.

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Shallow women will tell you that they’re ugly or that they all look the same, but I don’t think anything could be farther from the truth.  Cocks are just as unique as their owners.  Or, in the case of some, as the body they’re attached to.  I own quite [...]]]> I find cocks to be utterly fascinating.

Shallow women will tell you that they’re ugly or that they all look the same, but I don’t think anything could be farther from the truth.  Cocks are just as unique as their owners.  Or, in the case of some, as the body they’re attached to.  I own quite a few cocks, and each of them is not just like me!

For guided masturbation purposes, it doesn’t even matter if your cock is small or large, straight or curved, thick or thin, black or white.  There are only two things that matter:  your ability to follow orders and the way your hand feels wrapped around your cock.

I don’t have a script or a road map that I follow when I lead a directed masturbation call.  You see, because every man and every cock are different, it stands to reason that every sensation feels different, too, yes?  So what I like to do is to explore with you the different sensations that we can create and see which ones get the reactions I desire.

Slow and sensual is my usual style, but I do have the occasional man who likes his jerk-off time to be a little rougher.  Handling the delicate bits more roughly than usual can be awfully fun for me.

Another important aspect in guided masturbation phone sex is timing.  The timing involved can either make or break your experience.  That’s why when I give you an order, I expect you to comply with it immediately.  You have to stroke your cock exactly as I tell you to with the exact speed I demand.  You must start stroking when I instruct you to, and you must stop when I say so.
It sounds so easy, but it can be rather difficult.  It all goes back to having trust in your phone sex Mistress.  You do trust that I will give you the best experience possible, so long as you obey me, don’t you?

Only my very good boys get to try out Mistress Ryan’s extremely enjoyable version of guided masturbation.  Call me and see if you can be one of the lucky ones.

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Are you fidgety?  Do you tug on your earlobe when nervous?  Reach [...]]]> I like to watch people … observing them when they are most vulnerable.  You know … those little ticks and personality quirks that you indulge in when you think no one is watching you.  Oh sure, you have them … I’ve seen them all.

Are you fidgety?  Do you tug on your earlobe when nervous?  Reach down and touch your little pindick when you think no one is watching?  I bet you do … and you never know who is observing your behaviours.  If you pay really close attention to your fellow man, you’ll be surprised by the things they do …I know sometimes, things still catch me off guard.

Yesterday the temperature was 81 degrees with 65% humidity.  That is what I’m dealing with, weather wise.  That makes my house hot and sticky in a most unsatisfactory way.  It’s become so bad my cats have taken up residence on the tiled floor of the bathroom in order to get some relief (I tried putting an inch of cool water in the tub but only one cat was taking advantage … and she was using it as armament against the other two).  When I reached the point where I just couldn’t tolerate it another second longer, I packed a little bag for myself and off to the beach I went.  I knew this was potentially a bad idea, considering I wasn’t the only person who may have had this idea but I wanted to brave it … if only to sprawl out in the water and allow it to envelope me.  For once in my life, I was hoping that New England ocean water would stay true to form and not get much above 60.  So I braved the traffic, drove up and down the strip three times before finding a parking spot (a sweet old lady in a Chevy cut me off for a prime spot near Kelly’s Roast Beef … bitch) and getting onto the sand.

Sand, for those of you who are unlucky enough to be landlocked is the second hottest surface on the planet during the summer months (it’s beaten only by hot top, which can sear the bottoms of your feet near instantly … which is why we always wear sandals!).  While traipsing my way down the sand to the hardpack, I think I may have formed glass soles to my feet (I am still accepting applications for those who would seek to ease my suffering by worshiping Mistress’ feet) before settling about halfway down the beach.  I set up my towel and chair, put my cooler to the side, applied a generous amount of sunscreen and lay back for a while … just relaxing in the sun and enjoying the breeze.  It was magnificent as I lay there, baking in the sun but eventually, I began to get overly warm again.  Time for a jump in the water!

Carefully making my way down the rest of the sun-blistered sand, I eased myself into the water and was surprised to find it was actually warmer than I’d expected.  The heart stopping cold I’d known all my life was merely a memory … OK, I could live with this!  I swam a way out from the shore and paddled about for a while … observing my fellow swimmers.  Quite a few families … a few single college girls and an exceptionally high ratio of college men.  One group in particular caught my attention because of a rather tall, well built ginger who seemed to be something of the ring leader.  I couldn’t understand a word he said (I think he was speaking German) but his voice was powerful and self-assured.  A voice not to be reckoned with, as it were.  He was laughing and joking with his friends as they splashed around before getting out.  I noticed they’d settled their towels down not too far from my own and within my direct line of sight.  They were all quite attractive so I thought I’d at least get to enjoy a little show with my relaxation.  Little did I know …

I got out of the water, made my way back up the lava-like surface of the beach to my chair.  The ginger was standing and talking to a few of his friends before they settled down, presumably to sunbathe.  This is where things became … interesting.  After a moment of laying down on his back, the ginger flipped himself over onto his stomach.  He fidgeted a little, getting comfortable.  A few moments later, he raised himself up onto his knees, reached into his trunks and quite plainly … adjusted himself!  OK … a little odd but … ok.  He laid back down, crossed his arms under his forehead and relaxed.

A few minutes goes by … another raise … another adjustment … lay back down.  This happened 3 or 4 times before our brazen ginger haired man finally pulled himself up onto his knees, leant forward with his elbow and forearm and dug a HOLE in the sand just where his by now quite obviously erect cock would lay!  He rubbed back and forth furiously with his arm until the trench was appropriately sized before laying back down, sprawling his arms above his head!  I couldn’t stop the giggles that threatened to burst out of me at this display.  I tried to be discreet (be quiet, yes it can too happen!) while I watched him, contentedly laying on his beach towel … humping the sand oh so gent … WAIT!  What??  Yes, you heard me … the little pervert was humping the sand where he’d carved out his little trench!  His hips rocked back and forth and I could see he was using his toes, dug into the sand for leverage!

I’m not sure if he just got so carried away by the warmth of the sand around his cock or if he was just overly excited to be on the beach but I watched him rock back and forth against the sand for a good 20 minutes before getting up and quickly making his way across the sand to the water … I don’t know what he was doing, nor why he had to make such a rush down the sand to the water but he remained there for quite some time!

See … those little quirks and unconscious behaviour are endlessly amusing … and provide your Mistress with such a surprisingly entertaining afternoon.

I’m off to go wilt in the heat just a little while longer … I’ll be returning to the  beach sometime this week … perhaps I’ll see our little sand humper having another Big Dig of his own!

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The basics of cock control are quite [...]]]> A while back, I did a blog post about guided masturbation.  We talked about some of the offshoots of such a call, including tease and denial.  I’d like to go back to that for just a moment, as I saw something this morning which made me squeal with delight.

The basics of cock control are quite simple … you are teased just to the edge and then left alone until you calm down, over and over again until your Mistress determines you’ve earned your orgasm.  This can sometimes lead to prolonged sessions which can be stretched out for hours in between and, in reality it’s not always possible to spend every waking moment with a submissive, ensuring he obeys and leaves his cock alone.  Sometimes, a teasing session may include overnight waiting periods that can lead to disobedience once Mistress is asleep.  It may not even be intentional that the submissive reach down and stroke during the night.  Now, however those brilliant folks over at Stockroom.com have come up with the perfect tool for masturbation denial.

The Double Fist Mitt is absolutely perfect for ensuring a submissive’s obedience in not touching their cock while Mistress is otherwise engaged.  As described on the website, the mitt is made with 30-gauge black latex (that’s about as thick as it gets), it has two PVC wrist belts, two chrome-plated D-rings, and two chrome-plated steel lockable buckles.  There’s not a chance in the world of anyone touching themselves while buckled into this baby … imagine the possibilities of extended tease & denial sessions, keeping a wayward cuckold from disobeying his training or even a new twist on chastity training!

Of course, this could also be used in conjunction with mummification or sensory deprivation … or just really kinky Mistresses who like bondage (innocent look).

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