Hello again, boys!  I’ve been enjoying the calls I’ve been getting from all of you who are telling me you’ve been reading my body worship blog posts.  It seems a lot of you are ready for me to give you yet another installment.  Since I’m in a generous mood today, I think I’ll oblige you.

Where did we leave off?  I’ve already discussed foot worship and leg worship scenarios where you can serve me.  I think it’s time we moved up my body some more, don’t you think?

The next stop in our trip upwards is my behind.

I’m sure several of you are already quite acquainted with it, since I’ve indulged in a few facesitting sessions with my wonderful boys recently.  But, as you probably have already guessed, simply serving as a queening stool for me is not the only way you can worship Mistress Ryan’s lovely ass.

As many of you already know, your Mistress enjoys working out, specifically I go running whenever I can with Angel, my chocolate labrador/pit bull puppy.  Recently, however it’s been too damn cold to run on the beach so I’ve substituted with a pretty intense cardio routine that exercises my butt like crazy.  So after a good workout and a steamy shower (or hot bath, like the one I talked about in my last blog post), I’m ready for a good massage to get my derriere feeling normal once again.

Enter slave boy, stage left.

I like to lie down on my bed for a massage, which means you’ll need to put down a towel or two to protect my sheets (you all know how much I adore luxurious sheets and bedding).  I really like it when you take towels fresh out of the dryer for this, so they’re still warm and fluffy.  After you put the towels down for me, I’m going to lie down on my stomach and let you work your magic.

Pick a nice scented massage oil and squirt a little into your hands.  Make sure to rub it between them for a second to warm it, so the oil’s not cold when it touches my skin.  You can start at my shoulders and work your way down or at my feet and work your way up.  That part is up to you.  But I definitely want the best part of the massage reserved for the muscles in my ass.

After you’ve massaged me for a good, long while, I might even feel inclined to let you kiss my ass cheeks and bury your tongue between them.  If that happens, you’ll be a very lucky boy indeed.

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Hi there, submissive little boys.  In case you haven’t noticed, I’ve been doing blog posts lately in series.  I think I’m going to continue that today and for the next few days, which I’m sure you’ll appreciate.  This series of blog posts is for you subs out there who are into personal service and body worship.

Start at the bottom and work your way up

So with that in mind, today I’m going to discuss foot worship and ways that you foot fetishists can touch my feet and serve me at the same time.  I know you’re looking forward to that, aren’t you?

It sounds like a cliche, I know, but one of the ways that you can serve me that I will always enjoy is by giving me a pedicure.  Sure, I can go and have one done by professionals, but that’s exactly what it will be–a pedicure delivered in a professional and businesslike manner.  There’s nothing wrong with that, obviously, but I admit to liking my feet handled in a more intimate and sensual manner whenever possible.

And so I guess from the previous paragraph that I love to train foot slaves to give me pedicures!

Want to learn to serve a Mistress?

This was readily apparent to one very lucky submissive while I was recently on my cruise to the Bahamas.  As I mentioned when I returned from my vacation, there was a lovely ship’s steward who caught my eye as I boarded the cruise liner and his body had me fantasizing about why I love being a femdom Mistress.  After the initial shock of seeing our massive 201 sq ft state room:

I know you're jealous of how big my room is, aren't you?

We settled onto the balcony to await the delivery of our bags.  It wasn’t too long before I heard a knock on the door and opened it to the surprise of the steward standing there with my luggage.  I smiled as I stepped to the side, allowing him to come into the room and place the bags on the bed (which, by the way, felt like I was sleeping on a concrete slab I later discovered)  He introduced himself as Javier and explained that he would be at our disposal during the time we were on board.  I couldn’t help a little smirk as he ducked his head as he spoke and his emphasis on using the term “Ma’am” whenever he addressed me.

I held out my hand to him and he took it, almost reverently and turned my palm down before catching himself, half way to kissing my knuckle.  His lovely face blushed several shades of red as I leaned forward and teased a little, whispering “I find such respect for my station to be adorable, Javier.”  The surprise in his eyes when he looked up, catching my meaning almost instantly was beautiful to behold.  I had a suspicion about his interest in me as he left … and they were confirmed when several minutes later, “Joel” came to our stateroom and introduced himself as our room steward.

To Serve is to Obey

For the next 7 days, Javier went out of his way to make himself available to me.  He made a habit of knocking at my stateroom door promptly at 7:30 every morning, carrying a tray of coffee and croissant.  He made sure my slab of concrete bed was turned down in the evening and, at one memorable day he brought me up to the onboard spa and gave me a pedicure.

Pedicures in Mistress Ryan’s world involve a lot more than polishing my toenails, by the way.  First, he drew a bath for me to soak my feet in.  The water was just right as he took off my shoes and stockings, barely restraining himself from sucking my toes into his mouth.  He was almost reverent as he placed each foot into the water and soaked them in the perfumed bubbles, using the pumice stone to soften the soles.  He patted my feet dry and massaged my favourite Aroma Sanctum lotion into my feet and legs.  I felt pampered and precious as he made love to my feet.

How can you serve me?

If you’d like to know anything else that might happen during a foot worship session with me, you’ll have to give me a call!  Stay tuned for the next installment of body worship with Mistress Ryan.

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Hello there, boys.  I’m going to continue today where I left off the other day in discussing chastity, chastity training, and the chaste lifestyle, particularly the lifestyle of a chaste cuckold slave.  I figure you’re interested to see what else I have to say on the subject, right?  The idea behind this adventure is to share in something that physically represents the emotional power exchange that is occurring between Mistress and slave.

Which chastity device is right for you?

Usually the next step after I’ve decided a man is worthy, so to speak, of becoming my chastity slave is choosing a chastity device for him.  There are tons of male chastity devices on the market, so it’s usually not a problem to find a design that will accomplish what it’s supposed to accomplish and fit effortlessly into his lifestyle.  Each situation is unique and chastity is far from being one size fits all … for example, a slave who has to travel a lot on business and go through airport metal detectors can’t use a metal chastity device.  Well, unless he wants to spend a lot of time removing it and putting it back on every time he travels … or being humiliated in public every time the detector goes off because he forgot to take it off!

After my would-be slave and I discuss devices and figure out the best one to fit his lifestyle, I have him purchase one for himself.  Of course, once the thing arrives, the real fun begins.

Your device arrived … now what?

Naturally, the first thing we do when the device arrives is to fit him.  We have to make sure it fits and does its job properly.  I don’t want him being able to play with himself while he’s wearing it or anything like that.  So if it doesn’t fit, we send it back and get him a new one.  And if it does, well, then, it’s time for the next step.

Everybody’s gotta have some rules

Rules are important.  They set the expectation and guidelines that my chastity slave will live under.  This is also the time to discuss punishment if he fails to obey, or rewards when he achieves each phase of his training.  Things like when he’s allowed to remove the device (if at all) and how long the chastity period will be (this time).  I usually do let my boys remove it at least once a day to wash themselves because I have no desire to own a stinky cock, but I have been known to revoke even that privilege if I need to do so to get my point across.

Once the device is there and fits well and the rules are in place, he enters the next phase of being Mistress Ryan’s chastity slave.  I’m sure you’re dying to know what that is … and I promise you’ll find out.

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Any of my callers to whom you talked would tell you almost immediately that I’m not your average Mistress.  Average bores me, quite frankly.  I’m more interested in trying new things being creative in reinforcing the Mistress/slave dynamic.  It’s more fun for me, of course, and I believe quite refreshing for the boys I talk to.

But in spite of the fact that I don’t fall the cliched Femdom routine, there are certain aspects of what men consider “standard” Femdom fare that I really enjoy.  Things like…strap on play, for example.

I think the very essence of strap on play is the inversion of traditional gender roles … sometimes called “gender-bending”.  In “vanilla” sex, many people assume that the male, the penetrater, is the dominant party, and the female, the penetratee, is the submissive party.  A woman using a strap on on a man turns all those assumptions on their heads, though.  When I strap on my big fake cock and slide it inside you, I’m just showing you another aspect of my dominance by penetrating you…and making you feel so good, of course.

Besides, it’s been a long-held myth that the person who has the penis is the person who’s in control.  While I do think this idea is utter crap, it’s still entertaining to dabble in it while I have 9 inches between my legs!

Socio-political ramifications aside, strap on play feels good.  Damn good.  I like the feeling of power that wielding a big cock gives me.  I like the way our bodies rub together when I slam that cock deep inside you.  I can’t say that the friction caused by the base of the dildo rubbing against my clit while I fuck you is half bad, either!

It feels good for you, too, doesn’t it?  That’s most of the reason that you beg me for it.  You like the feeling of being penetrated, of having your little hole stretched wide around my cock, of being taken.  I’m sure you don’t mind the prostate stimulation that goes along with it, either.

Strap on play is great fun and always has been.  I think it’s probably one of the ultimate expressions of female dominance and male submission.  Not to mention it just feels really, really good!  Grab a bottle of your favorite lube and give Mistress Ryan a call.

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Escapism … fantasy … daydreaming.  These are all different terms for the core of what makes phone sex great … roleplay.  The opportunity to shirk your every day and become something better, something extraordinary from yourselves.  In your imaginations, you can write scripts that involve becoming a prancing sissy to a sobbing cuckold … you can live out the ideal of your heart’s desire without risking exposure or reality.  The limits of your roleplay are only the limits of your imagination and the human brain is the largest sex organ on the planet (except for possibly my lover’s big black cock, but that’s a story for another time).

Sharing these ideas with your phone sex Mistress allows both of you to slip into the fantasy and explore the boundaries of what feels good … perhaps your fantasy is to watch your wife with another man, waiting for the moment she beckons you to lap at the sticky fresh cream pie he’s just deposited in her quim?  A phone artist can visualize that fantasy and make it into something memorable with you … guiding you to your knees before them as they fuck in your wedding bed.  Or are you more of an exhibitionist … imagining what it would be like to be caught jerking off in the office by that incredibly hot new boss?  She can order you to her desk so you might perform just for her, after hours.  Do you imagine looking up at her, hearing her laugh as you dribble onto the blotter?

Roleplay is a safe enjoyable way to explore what turns you on.  Whether you choose to explore it with a phone entertainer or with your partner, you can assume any role and do anything that you have ever thought of … from superheroes to strapons.

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At once exciting and terrifying, the strapon is the most versatile toy in a Mistress’ toybag.  It can be used as a sensual tease, enhancing and heightening the pleasure of whomever is on the receiving end … or it can be used as a punishing force, violating your body for your Mistress’ pleasure.  They come, much like the appendage they are styled after, in many sizes and shapes … colours and textures.  Personally, I guess you could say I’m a bit of a size queen … I believe in the statement “Go big or go home!” quite thoroughly and apply it to many of my endeavors.  Including assfucking a bitch.

When introducing a strapon to your phone sex session, some key points to make a note of are:

1. Size Matters!  When you are first beginning, you don’t jump right to the biggest and baddest strapon you can find and just make it fit.  In order to get the most from your strapon session, you have to start small and graduate up to a larger size.  Personally, I have most of my ass virgins start off with something like a butt plug, or a 4″ dildo and slowly build them up to the next size.  A good rule of thumb is “When you can take it all, it’s just too damn small”  Graduate by inches … not feet.
   
2. Lube, despite what you might have seen in every porn movie ever made, is your friend.  You simply aren’t built to take a 12″ monster without a generous amount of lubrication.  And no, I’m not talking about Spit N’ Sit here either.  Think commercially available lubrication … Something like System Jo Anal Lube, which works WONDERS for getting slippery.
3. Wrap it up! When engaging in strapon play with your Mistress, condoms (much like lube) are your friend.  They make cleaning up after yourself much easier and, as a bonus you can practice your oral presentation skills by putting the condom on with your mouth!
4. Research your Mistress! This is probably the most important thing to remember.  Every phone Mistress has her own style, or nuance that she brings to her sessions.  Some are sweet and gentle, while others are vicious and cruel.  You want to find a Mistress that has a personality that works for you outside of just the one strapon session … As your relationship builds with her, she can help you to continue your anal training up to the point that you are comfortable (even if sometimes she pushes your limitations).  If you don’t usually respond well to humiliation, you probably don’t want a woman who specializes in it to be training you, nor do you want someone who will be too nice if you are the type who will try to top from the bottom.

I can hear some of you backpedaling away from me right now but I’m going to say it … strapons aren’t just for faggots and bi-curious men.  Strapons can be used to intensify the orgasm of anyone … including straight men!  There are as many nerve endings in my clitoris as in your ass … bet you didn’t know that, but it’s true.  At the point of orgasm, anything which stretches or holds the sphincter open will intensify the orgasm … making the experience far more memorable for both you and your Mistress.

Until next time, this is your Phone Sex Primer being brought to you by the Softer Side of Mean!

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That’s right … International!  Pretty soon, all of you are going to have to share me with men outside the lower 48 as I’m expanding my horizons.  This is where I’m going to be spending 7 glorious days, in late September.I’m going international and finally stepping outside the US for a 7 day cruise to Bermuda.  I can’t wait … I’ve heard such glorious things about the pink sand beaches and the old world culture of this gem in the ocean.  And the warm weather doesn’t work against it either … If I close my eyes, I can almost see those scantily clad men languidly sprawled out by the pool as their bodies gleam in the sun … their legs pushed up into their chest as my strapon sinks into their ass and their cum drenches their face while screaming my nam …. what?  Oh come on, I’m not the only one who fantasizes about ass-fucking a faggot on the high seas, am I?   (crickets chirpping)   OK … well at least you all knew I was a perverted cock control MILF long before today!

The spa on board is supposedly quite posh and I’m looking forward to having a poolside massage, a few umbrella-laden mixed drinks and not having to worry about anything more pressing than whether I’ve gotten sunscreen in all the delicate areas of my body (how many of you would volunteer for the job of massaging worshiping protecting every inch of my body?). And who knows what trouble I can stir up once we arrive in King’s Port?  It’s an entire island, just ripe for the plucking … using my charms, my erotic voice and my long, sexy legs.  It’s almost enough to make you want to warn them, isn’t it?

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We have a thief in our midst and she must be found.  Recently, while speaking with Ms Hunter she asked me if I’d seen anyone acting oddly at the Cock Control Mistress get-together we had in Florida early last month.  When I inquired what she meant, she confided in me that her favourite toy, Fat Cock seems to have gone missing and she’s been in search of where he’s gone off to ever since.

She tried discreetly inquiring with several Mistresses but no one has confessed to absconding with her huge strapon cock.  It apparently happened at some point during the last few evenings we were together when we were playing with him in the pool and she’s distraught.  I can only imagine how terrible it must be to lose something as … powerful … as Fat Cock.  I mean, if I’d lost one of my 15 strapons I just don’t know what I would do!

Ms Hunter started a blog to spread the word about her missing strapon and whoever took him has posted, torturing poor Ms Hunter with hints as to who might have taken him but not providing any contact information, or even being decent enough to offer to return him in exchange for some compensation or ransom.  (Although, having seen Fat Cock, I don’t know that I could put a price on him … he’s just massive)

So, we are trying to notify everyone to keep their eyes out for Fat Cock, or any Mistresses making mention of having acquired a new toy of some significant … girth.  Every mention helps so we can bring Fat Cock Home.

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