Guided masturbation phone sex with Ms. Mandy! Guided masturbation, cuckold phone sex, cuckold lifestyle that I do live real time. All topics I enjoy talking about during a sexy fetish call. I am mostly fond of domination. I am a fan of it actually. I may have a soft sensual voice, but beware, and be careful what you wish for. Because, I can turn on a dime, and become the ruthless bitch of a Mistress and tease and torture your cock and balls, deny you, put you in a frenzy and lock up your worthless cock.
Guided masturbation does not require any of that. I basically take control, and give you the relief and release you crave. I am the most experienced at it, and you will be happy. I do also talk and train sissy’s, enjoy a round of humiliation. I will go head to head with the best of the bitches, and make your little dick shrivel and quiver. Scaring you yet? I hope so, because I am in control.
I have a new slave who is now begging for my control. He is my newest chastity slave. He seems to have a vivid imagination. I like that, keeps me on my toes, and I always want to be at the top of my game. That being said, he has been sending me reports of My sessions with him. Posted below.
I am never going to let him cum, (orgasm denial for ever!) he does not deserve to. He says that I have actually made him have sensation in his little dick, too bad he will never achieve an out cum… no pun intended? Ha!
Read on and enjoy
xo’s Mistress Mandy
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Dear Ms. Mandy, It was nice to talk to you this afternoon. Though I had a lackluster performance, I still appreciated your dominance over me. I thought it was especially kind and generous to forbid me from looking at Internet porn. Believe me, I spent morning looking at everything Femdom related on a Tumblr. It actually is an addiction, so I appreciate the chance to step away from it. You are also extending your control throughout my week since every time I pick up my iPad, I will be thinking of you rather than giving in. I became wet just thinking of your control, and did a better job of edging myself. Of course my sexuality has begun to focus on you. Making me more pliable for your control and manipulation. Would it be alright if I looked at your pages on the Internet? I of course would refrain from looking elsewhere.I am interested in being more involved in your world.
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Dear Mistress Mandy, I did not look at any Internet porn today because of your help. Apparently, you made a severe, but positive impression in my mind. I have come to realize that it is not porn. It is Femdom related. Some of which is about dominant females thoughts and fantasies. It is not like I was looking at Pornhub or Hamster all day. My problem though was that as if I was continuous looking for something that I could never find just clicking from site to site. It is much more fulfilling to think of you and look at your content. I did my strokes throughout the day. It was certainly a wonderful idea of yours since the increased sexual feeling caused me to just sit there and think of you. With your permission though, I would like to take those thoughts to the next level. Instead of just thinking anything about you, I could learn to be more focused in thinking of you by doing mantras. One different sentence for each day of the week dealing with my position in regard to you or something directly about you. I could write these statements and then give them to you to edit in case something does not sound right.I wanted to let you know why I thought the online public name chastity slut was appropriate for me. You were surprised that I found the word slut to be humiliating in itself. I thought about it. I think the word slut is positive reinforcement reminding me that I am not a real man but just one of your stroke boys which is fine with me. It is good to have a purpose, and my purpose is to serve you. Mistress Mandy, you have been very considerate listening to my needs. I think there has been value for you too. The chastity and stroking is increasing your control over me fast. My surfing the Internet took my attention away from you which was not good. It is an unsettling feeling all this focus on me. I am submissive and I need to do more than indulge myself with my need or fantasy of the week. I want to offer my submission to you. I want to focus on your needs not mine. I want to learn to serve, entertain and please you. Hopefully, I will learn that my satisfaction and/or happiness comes from serving you well.
You are a kinky person. You have your needs and your fantasies. Maybe, there is something that you have never had the chance to try with a slave or you saw something new you would like to test. I am your guy for anything. Let me be your toy and play.Oh, and in submitting to you if you accept, I am also giving you access to my regular life as well. You get the whole me. I think you would have fun. There are so many possibilities. For example, do not let me sit on the furniture for a week, or clean the bathtub with my tongue, or only let me read romance novels. From what I have seen in your content. You have not done this, so maybe I am presenting a new experience for you. Something else to consider is that my offer to submit to you is me giving you a gift. I suggest you open the wrapping and see what is inside. Understand that the idea of you owning me perhaps at some time will never originate with me. I think it is more realistic if it comes from you because you have I think you have to see if my service is suitable for you .I can also offer you no kinky limits. A practical limit may come up which what happened with the money and the fantasy that involved your husband. Stepping outside the box for a moment, I admit that I have been coming on strong with this submissive feeling, and you barely know me. It may just be the right moment for me. You know a time of certain thoughts and feelings coming together. I know a lot of what I just mentioned to you originated with Mistress E+++. I only trained with her briefly, but I absorbed a lot about her. Most of my past experience dealt more with what the dominant wanted. I mean they had a general idea of what I was about, but the training was done their way.
Okay, moving on to today’s fantasies. Two minor ones and two major stories. When stroking I imagined myself tied down to your bed. You are riding my cock warning me not to come. Another time I am again in your home. You give me a choice. Either I do something you want or I can orgasm. I offer to do what you want. You approve saying that I was lucky I did not make the wrong choice. You take me to the kitchen. You tell me that the kitchen floor is dirty, and that I am to get down on all fours and to use my tongue to clean the floor telling me that any dirt that comes loose I am to swallow. After a while, my tongue feels dry, and I stop and try to create some moisture in my mouth. You notice, and ask me why I stopped. I explain. You tell me to raise my head. As I do so, you give me a strong very hurtful slap across my face, and you tell me that I am not to stop again even if my tongue feels like sandpaper. I get back to work licking the floor vigorously. You leave, to call your girlfriends explaining what humiliating and difficult task you have given me to do. Not one of them can believe it.You invite all of them over to see me at work. They do, and I can hear more than one person come into the kitchen. They are amazed, and talk about me. I am shocked and mortified. What can be worse than to be humiliated in front a group of women, so I stop and cannot move. You immediately come over to me telling me that you told me not to stop. Again, you tell me to raise my head. This time the punishment us much more severe. You use both hands slapping my face for quite awhile. It does not seem like you are going to stop. You do stop and tell me to go back to work. I have been hit so often that I feel numb inside. Cannot think and just put my head down and lick. Your girl friends are aware of me serving you. One of them is curious though and asks if she could sit in and listen to see what goes on. Eventually, I call you for my regular appointment. You tell me that one of your girlfriends is sitting there and will be listening to my session to see how I would react. I immediately say to you to say a respectful hello from me to her and I offer to do something special for her. She is taken aback as she is quite surprised and does not know what to say. You talk to her though, and explain that you usually have me do something humiliating and degrading that it is actually good for me for my development as a slave. You further explain that I should not be considered a real man, and then she gets an idea. She discusses it with you, and you laugh. You then speak into the phone to me that you are going to allow me to fuck, but since I am not good enough to have sex with a woman, I am to fuck the couch. You burst out in laughter. You cannot help yourself. I am told to go to the couch to slide my cock under the cushion and to hump until I am told to stop. After awhile I tell you that I am close to cumming. You call me a stupid bitch, and tell me that I better not. That you will cut off my cock and feed it to the cat. I concentrate making guttural noises and manage to successfully edge stopping me from cumming. You call me a good boy. You say it is a shame that they could not have been there with me. I offer to send a photo showing me cock in the couch. Your girlfriend is amazed. Asks for the photo and soon she sends it to all her friends a do then it goes viral as thousands eventually see the pervert fucking the couch. You have known for a while that an old friend of yours lives down the street from me. You file it back in your mind and forget about it for a time. After you feel that I have been sufficiently trained, you explain that there is a slave of yours living nearby, and you offer my services for house cleaning. You convince her that it could make her life easier. She would not have to pay me and that I was really subhuman not a regular person. That she did not have to be nice to me. That she could abuse me as much as she wanted.
When you told me what my new job was I was shocked. This was much beyond a phone session and doing a phone session. I became nervous. You calmed me explaining what I needed to do to contact your friend. You said that I was to do everything I was told, and then you would be pleased. I simply said yes Mistress, and accepted my fate. I soon called her explaining that I was Mistress Mandy’s slave, and I asked when she wanted me to come over to do her cleaning. She was pleased that I called immediately, and told me to come over tomorrow morning at 7, and I would probably not be finished until late in the evening. I thanked her for the opportunity to work for her. She laughed saying that I was very welcome and hung up.
The next day I came to her house, and she let me in. She told me to disrobe as slaves do not have the right to wear clothes in her home. She then grabbed my ear and dragged me to the kitchen explaining what needed to be done and how to do it. She came in later to inspect my job and was very disappointed, considering my work to be haphazard at best. She decided that I needed to learn a lesson. So she proceeded to bring me into the den, had me go down on all fours and administered a vicious caning. It was so bad that I broke down in tears and sobbed openly. Not giving me time to recover, she told me to quickly stand and helped by grabbing an ear tightly and tanking me up. Then she took me back to the kitchen explained slowly what I had done wrong and showed my how to do a better job. She told me that the kitchen had better be spotless or she would whip my cock and balls until my ball sack broke open and bled. Fearing for my safety, I immediately worked much harder than I had ever done on my own home. She seemed more satisfied with my progress. I moved on to other rooms doing as I was instructed. About 6 pm she said that I could stop for the day, and I could join her in the living room to join her for some leisure time so I could get to know her. I was surprised, but grateful. She showed me where to put the cleaning supplies away, and we moved to the living room. She told me that she wanted to show me an exercise that she said always helped her. So before we sat down, I stood across from her. She told me to open my legs and look directly in her eyes. Then she quickly kicked me in the balls. I never felt pain like that before. I crumpled forward though I did not drop to the rug. She was impressed. Told me to stand up again and again kicked me. The pain was incredible. C’mon stand up she said. Just one more time then I will let you go home. We finished. On the way out she said that I had done well, and I was to report back to her tomorrow as she had more work for me to do and more fun time for the two of us as well. I kind of looked in her direction. After all that happened to me today, I was shattered and unable to raise my gaze and look her directly in the eyes. I said yes Ma’am and staggered out the door.LOL, Mistress I hope you realize that the stories are called fantasies for a reason. The latter two I found to be both very humiliating and extreme as I wrote them. Unfortunately, the iPad has its own strange way of insisting to spell words. I tried to make as many corrections as possible, but there is only so much editing I can really do. And look about the serious part of this letter. I am human and a little scared. I feel like I have opened Pandora’s box, but I had to try. If it does not work out, it does not work out. To attempt to have as much of a more lifestyle relationship with a Pro does have its challenges. I am concerned that there is no experience of down time meaning ordinary living such as food shopping and cooking. Why I am approaching a pro? I never wanted a D/s relationship in my personal life. I never wanted to come home to a dominant. Perhaps, I feel safer with pros. You may want to go a little slow with me in the beginning. I know there are a few pros out there that in their information indicate that they expect the people that come to them to serve them and do not offer a menu of services for a potential client/slave to look through, and I don’t mind paying you to cater to you instead of the reverse. It is simply supply and demand. There are many more of us than there are of you.
And let me end this by saying that sometimes you have to try and create your opportunities. Sometimes, it is the only way you can grow as a person.
We’ll, it is 3 am. I had to wait until the iPad recharged itself, and now I have to get back to bed before the fog realizes I am up and wants to get out. I am looking forward to a quiet day today without all that stroking. Good night. Sorry for the length of this report, but I hope you found it of interest. And wait to you see what I have to tell you tomorrow. There are kinky forces in my head. So much is processed in the unconscious and it just has to come out though I try to keep the more negative impulses at bay. There are directions that I really should not move in. Be well. Talk to you soon.
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Ms. Mandy, I have a feeling that I have overloaded you with information. If by chance you are rejecting what I wrote as to different or whatever I would still like to work with you. I did not look at miscellaneous Femdom erotica yesterday nor today. Today, I returned to exploring my interests. It is amazing what you can find on Tumblr. I found a good Feminist blog and also one from the male perspective. It is good for me to have interests and I also think you may appreciate having someone in your group of clients who is well-rounded rather than who is consumed by kinky needs and an addiction. Maybe, you would have more respect for me. I stopped stroking at around 8 pm yesterday. I just could not do it any more. I was getting anxious. I have no idea why. I am not stroking today. I feel that if you are beginning to tell me when I can stroke, then I should not be touching my cock otherwise. It may also be true that it is good for me to stroke for you regardless since the increase in feeling means I focus more on you. It is a dilemma for me. Something wonderful happened this morning. While seated in my doctor’s office this morning, I suddenly experienced a good feeling in my cock. For the first time in a very long time I had a reason to cum. I did not of course act on it. I mean when I came home and had privacy because I had given my control over to you and did not want to ruin the budding relationship between us. Of course I would not want to face the next level in your horrible punishment either. Anyway, I am glad I have brought my interests to you because I do not think I would have felt that pleasant feeling on my own. The chastity exploration has really gotten my interest because there are challenges to handling feelings that come forth that never happened on my own. It is good for me to experience my kinky sexuality which is focused on you. Of course I feel this erotic feeling everywhere and I feel differently towards women in general wanting to please, respect and serve them. You should know something about me. I have a complication from a blood clot. It causes me to get out of breath easily. I cannot travel far. I would not be able to go to Manhattan to buy sex toys if you wanted for me. I have access to a supermarket and hardware store. I also am near department stores like Macy’s.I was doing assignments for a domme some time ago and do have a pair of panties that I had to buy for her. If you want me on your wall, I could send you a photo.I hope you will have the opportunity to do something special this weekend.
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As you can see my new orgasm denial, chastity slut has a lot to say, a lot of fantasies and fetishes. I like to hear them all, process them, and of course, then I do as I please. I pay no attention to anyone’s demands and I like to be amused…
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