Wow! it's been a while since I've had time to update this blog, but yes, I'm still here, and still taking calls, so none of you losers have to fear, you will all still have the chance to worship a REAL MAN who knows exactly what it is that you need! HAHA!
So, it's been a busy few months for me, I've been working on a few new projects, one or two of which might be of great interest to some of you (and a few of you might already know what I'm talking about too!), but most of that is still in development right now.
One thing that I am pleased to be able to share though, is that I'm finally starting to roll out some of the advanced erotic-hypno service I've talked about before, especially for all of you mind-control freaks out there!
Hypno-fetish you ask? Well, for the uninitiated this is how the journey goes:
You discover submission, you discover how incredibly hot it can be to let a dominant man take charge of you, relinquishing control to him, and embracing the fact that your sexual being, your body, simply *needs* to be used for someone else's sexual pleasure...
You read.. you explore, and you accept that you are, in fact, a kinky little fuck, and you discover just how heart-poundingly hot it can be to set aside your expectations and simply - submit.
Maybe you explore these feeling on the phone with me, living out fantasies that you can't (for whatever reasons) enact in real life, or maybe, when you call me, it's to re-live real-life experiences with an intelligent, articulate straight guy who is as kinky as it gets...
And then....THEN - you realise that you want....no.... you NEED ...to go deeper...you NEED to let someone start to lead you even deeper into a more immersive, more vivid experience of submission...well, this is where erotic hypnosis starts.
The beauty of this particular journey is that it's just as safe as regular phonesex (your subconscious mind will only accept suggestions that are in line with your own deeper sense of morality), but erotic hypnosis gives you permission to go as deep as you feel comfortable with, overcoming the inhibitions that many people feel frustrated by.
The first steps into this exciting new area can throw up a lot of questions, and that's why I've teamed up with another very experienced British erotic hypnotist to offer any willing subjects the chance to try out different kinds of experiences both on the phone or face to face via Skype. If you think this might appeal to you, drop him an email directly (englishharry@hotmail.com) or contact me here and we can explore the possibilities!
So, a short post this time, but more to follow soon! I'll be online for the next few hours, so if you want to explore more, or maybe indulge in a different kind of hot, intense, erotic call, you know what to do.
Call me now!
Showing posts with label phonesex fantasy. Show all posts
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Sunday, 17 April 2016
Monday, 10 August 2015
Is it still "arrogance" if I really do know better than you?
As always it's been much too long since I blogged last, but then again, is it my
fault that I'm always having to much fun spending all your cash on
life's little luxuries? HAHA! Of course it isn't! But you know me, I always gravitate back here when I have something that I know I just *have* to share....
So, a recent conversation I had with a rather sexy lady who has a fair degree of experience in aspects of sex and sexuality (not one of my callers as it happens this time) asked me an interesting question...she asked whether I thought there was a single, common, attribute that attracted most of my callers to me.
So I said:- "Yeah totally, it's my sexual confidence, baby! Haha!"
OK, ok...so we know it's true, but I'm only teasing.
My little quip is *of course* true; after all you can't expect to get people off on the phone without having a broad interest in sex and sexuality, and that interest fundamentally comes from the same place for everyone, it taps into some primal sexual drive in all of us, and I am very good at tapping into it (check out my feedback if you doubt it!)!
And I'm straight; guys don't do it for me physically, *but* that doesn't mean that I don't get a kick out of dominating a guy, having him whimpering in submission, or begging for release, or putting himself at my disposal to be played with in whatever ways I decide would be the "best" for him to be played with.
Equally, when I'm speaking to girls, I read that situation too, and make the decision as to what would be the "best" way to take things there....
And then it got me thinking.... it's *that decision* which is the common ground between; my ability to read a situation and make a decision, and most importantly, sexualise that decision for whoever I am speaking to.
I see alot of ads for guy's offering phonesex who claim to be the real deal, talking about their arrogance and cockiness, even maybe playing on the fact that they are "dumb jocks" that are a whisker away from being bullies. I can understand that, if you are looking for a quick mono-dimensional fix, something like that might press the buttons.
But what makes my callers, and my phonesex calls different is that my arrogance is backed up by real mental (and physical) muscle, and then, when we connect, and you hear my voice, you realise that the fantasy of speaking to someone more powerful than you has just become a reality.
Take a message I just got from Drew for example:
So there's the question: is it still "arrogance" if I really do know better than you?
...If I know better than you how to press your buttons, if, once you share a little of your world, a little of your fantasies and fetishes....if... at that point, I pick up those little threads, and I start out in a different direction than the one you had expected... and I start to weave those threads...and you find yourself drifting into a heart pounding, throbbing, pulsating sexual adventure that takes your breath away, and leaves you wondering how the fuck this guy just managed to get so deep inside your head and blow your mind so comprehensively!!
Well, that's what I'm going to do if you give me the tiniest chance, you have been warned! HAHA!
So in answer to the sexy lady's question - I'd say "Arrogance, backed up with ability, imagination and genuine commitment to the task in hand!" [Pun, intended]
I'll be on line for a few more hours now, so if you think you might have something you'd like to explore, and you are ready to treat yourself to a little intensity... then CALL ME!
So, a recent conversation I had with a rather sexy lady who has a fair degree of experience in aspects of sex and sexuality (not one of my callers as it happens this time) asked me an interesting question...she asked whether I thought there was a single, common, attribute that attracted most of my callers to me.
So I said:- "Yeah totally, it's my sexual confidence, baby! Haha!"
OK, ok...so we know it's true, but I'm only teasing.
My little quip is *of course* true; after all you can't expect to get people off on the phone without having a broad interest in sex and sexuality, and that interest fundamentally comes from the same place for everyone, it taps into some primal sexual drive in all of us, and I am very good at tapping into it (check out my feedback if you doubt it!)!
And I'm straight; guys don't do it for me physically, *but* that doesn't mean that I don't get a kick out of dominating a guy, having him whimpering in submission, or begging for release, or putting himself at my disposal to be played with in whatever ways I decide would be the "best" for him to be played with.
Equally, when I'm speaking to girls, I read that situation too, and make the decision as to what would be the "best" way to take things there....
And then it got me thinking.... it's *that decision* which is the common ground between; my ability to read a situation and make a decision, and most importantly, sexualise that decision for whoever I am speaking to.
I see alot of ads for guy's offering phonesex who claim to be the real deal, talking about their arrogance and cockiness, even maybe playing on the fact that they are "dumb jocks" that are a whisker away from being bullies. I can understand that, if you are looking for a quick mono-dimensional fix, something like that might press the buttons.
But what makes my callers, and my phonesex calls different is that my arrogance is backed up by real mental (and physical) muscle, and then, when we connect, and you hear my voice, you realise that the fantasy of speaking to someone more powerful than you has just become a reality.
Take a message I just got from Drew for example:
"i hate when you are online at a time I cannot call...makes me think about trying to deny my need and you just making it so obvious to everyone"...this is a guy who understands that the reality of *his* situation is that he is totally addicted to the sound of my voice....and he LOVES it.
So there's the question: is it still "arrogance" if I really do know better than you?
...If I know better than you how to press your buttons, if, once you share a little of your world, a little of your fantasies and fetishes....if... at that point, I pick up those little threads, and I start out in a different direction than the one you had expected... and I start to weave those threads...and you find yourself drifting into a heart pounding, throbbing, pulsating sexual adventure that takes your breath away, and leaves you wondering how the fuck this guy just managed to get so deep inside your head and blow your mind so comprehensively!!
Well, that's what I'm going to do if you give me the tiniest chance, you have been warned! HAHA!
So in answer to the sexy lady's question - I'd say "Arrogance, backed up with ability, imagination and genuine commitment to the task in hand!" [Pun, intended]
I'll be on line for a few more hours now, so if you think you might have something you'd like to explore, and you are ready to treat yourself to a little intensity... then CALL ME!
Friday, 12 June 2015
Control and power exchange
As many of you will have seen in my previous few posts I've been
sharing my thoughts about a few different fetishes, over the last few
months, and I've been having had a little break from keeping you up
to date with the more day to day stuff that's been going on with me
here, however, I have a perfect opportunity to do a bit of both just
now!
As many of you will have seen in my previous few posts I've been sharing my thoughts about a few different fetishes, over the last few months, and I've been having had a little break from keeping you up to date with the more day to day stuff that's been going on with me here, however, I have a perfect opportunity to do a bit of both just now!
Just recently I've been enjoying a string of calls, from different callers, each with very different fantasies (and since none of them have mentioned my blog in conversation, I'm not going to name any names) but, suffice it to say, that I've had some imaginative scenarios to sink my teeth into, and had the chance to programme and reprogramme some receptive, subbie minds and conjure up some situations and expriences for callers that they have enjoyed.... and, sometimes, even opened doors for them that they might not have realised where there (don't believe me, check my feedback!).
It occured to me though, that throughout these calls, which I have to tell you were a little longer than your stereotypical 5 minute dial-and-blow calls (hey!... not judging, just making the distinction! Haha!)...throughout these calls... there was that feeling of exchange.
The fantasies evolved. Each element of the session, whether it was a dirty phone domination session, or more of an interactive narrative where the details of the scenario had the time to express themselves ..the result was an exploration of the topic in hand...which, ok, I always lead...but it's just the way I role!
After all, if you call me, it's becasue you need a break from taking the lead right? Right!
...And, of course, when you chose to call me, it's because you need a straight, dominant, REAL man, who just happens to have the intellect and imagination to express himself, and the sexual confidence to step outside of the "comfort zone" and drive whatever fantasy you have to a crescendo that you might not have realised could be reached over the phone!
Sound too good to be true? Well, here's my point: it takes CONTROL to make that happen. It takes an exchange of power which, from the second we connect on the phone, from the second I introduce myself, you begin to understand that I draw more and more control...as I listen to you tell me about yourself, as you share the intimate details of your fantasy, of your fetish, of what you'd like to explore....you hand that control over to me...and you begin to understand that your pleasure will come when, and HOW, I decide.
It's this control, this hand-over of power, and the trust and confidence that callers like these place in my hands, that make it possible for me to blow their minds!
The form that this power exchange takes varies of course. If a hot, sexy lady calls me with a desire to explore something more sensual, then the power exchange and the control can be cradled and nutured, coaxed into a sexy seductive place where she begins to feels herself melting, and secuming to her passion..melting (and eventually dripping) with anticipation...suddenly so ready to give in to that heat, ready to be overwhelmed by her own hunger and ready to have her hot, willing pussy pounded until her mind-shattering orgasm erupts from within.
And as for all the sissies, foot faggots, cash-piggies and belly crawling losers that call me...Ha! Well as you can imagine, YOUR fantasies and fetishes receive a slightly different quality of control and power exchange... from you, loosers, I take exactly what I want, and you will beg me for more. HAHA!!
Just recently I've been enjoying a string of calls, from different callers, each with very different fantasies (and since none of them have mentioned my blog in conversation, I'm not going to name any names) but, suffice it to say, that I've had some imaginative scenarios to sink my teeth into, and had the chance to programme and reprogramme some receptive, subbie minds and conjure up some situations and experiences for callers that they have enjoyed.... and, sometimes, even opened doors for them that they might not have realised where there (don't believe me, check my feedback!).
It occurred to me though, that throughout these calls, which I have to tell you were a little longer than your stereotypical 5 minute dial-and-blow calls (hey!... not judging, just making the distinction! Haha!)...throughout these calls... there was that feeling of exchange.
The fantasies evolved. Each element of the session, whether it was a dirty phone domination session, or more of an interactive narrative where the details of the scenario had the time to express themselves ..the result was an exploration of the topic in hand...which, ok, I always lead...but it's just the way I role!
After all, if you call me, it's because you need a break from taking the lead right? Right!
...And, of course, when you chose to call me, it's because you need a straight, dominant, REAL man, who just happens to have the intellect and imagination to express himself, and the sexual confidence to step outside of the "comfort zone" and drive whatever fantasy you have, to a crescendo that you might not have realised could be reached over the phone!
Sound too good to be true? Well, here's my point: it takes CONTROL to make that happen. It takes an EXCHANGE OF POWER which, from the second we connect on the phone, from the second I introduce myself, you begin to understand that I draw more and more control...as I listen to you tell me about yourself, as you share the intimate details of your fantasy, of your fetish, of what you'd like to explore....you hand that control over to me...and you begin to understand that your pleasure will come when, and HOW, I decide.
It's this control, this hand-over of power, and the trust and confidence that callers like these place in my hands, that make it possible for me to blow their minds!
The form that this power exchange takes varies of course. If a hot, sexy lady calls me with a desire to explore something more sensual, then the power exchange and the control can be cradled and nurtured, coaxed into a sexy seductive place where she begins to feels herself melting, and succumbing to her passion..melting (and eventually dripping) with anticipation...suddenly, so ready to give in to that heat, ready to be overwhelmed by her own hunger... and ready to have her hot, willing pussy pounded until her mind-shattering orgasm erupts from within.
And as for all the sissies, foot faggots, cash-piggies and belly crawling losers that call me...Ha! Well as you can probably imagine, YOUR fantasies and fetishes receive a slightly different quality of control and power exchange... from you, losers, I take exactly what I want, and you will beg me for more. HAHA!!
I'm online for a couple more hours taking calls now, so if you want to explore your darker sexual side, or want to see what fantasies unfold when you hand your most intimate thoughts over to The Englishman then just - Call me!
As many of you will have seen in my previous few posts I've been sharing my thoughts about a few different fetishes, over the last few months, and I've been having had a little break from keeping you up to date with the more day to day stuff that's been going on with me here, however, I have a perfect opportunity to do a bit of both just now!
Just recently I've been enjoying a string of calls, from different callers, each with very different fantasies (and since none of them have mentioned my blog in conversation, I'm not going to name any names) but, suffice it to say, that I've had some imaginative scenarios to sink my teeth into, and had the chance to programme and reprogramme some receptive, subbie minds and conjure up some situations and expriences for callers that they have enjoyed.... and, sometimes, even opened doors for them that they might not have realised where there (don't believe me, check my feedback!).
It occured to me though, that throughout these calls, which I have to tell you were a little longer than your stereotypical 5 minute dial-and-blow calls (hey!... not judging, just making the distinction! Haha!)...throughout these calls... there was that feeling of exchange.
The fantasies evolved. Each element of the session, whether it was a dirty phone domination session, or more of an interactive narrative where the details of the scenario had the time to express themselves ..the result was an exploration of the topic in hand...which, ok, I always lead...but it's just the way I role!
After all, if you call me, it's becasue you need a break from taking the lead right? Right!
...And, of course, when you chose to call me, it's because you need a straight, dominant, REAL man, who just happens to have the intellect and imagination to express himself, and the sexual confidence to step outside of the "comfort zone" and drive whatever fantasy you have to a crescendo that you might not have realised could be reached over the phone!
Sound too good to be true? Well, here's my point: it takes CONTROL to make that happen. It takes an exchange of power which, from the second we connect on the phone, from the second I introduce myself, you begin to understand that I draw more and more control...as I listen to you tell me about yourself, as you share the intimate details of your fantasy, of your fetish, of what you'd like to explore....you hand that control over to me...and you begin to understand that your pleasure will come when, and HOW, I decide.
It's this control, this hand-over of power, and the trust and confidence that callers like these place in my hands, that make it possible for me to blow their minds!
The form that this power exchange takes varies of course. If a hot, sexy lady calls me with a desire to explore something more sensual, then the power exchange and the control can be cradled and nutured, coaxed into a sexy seductive place where she begins to feels herself melting, and secuming to her passion..melting (and eventually dripping) with anticipation...suddenly so ready to give in to that heat, ready to be overwhelmed by her own hunger and ready to have her hot, willing pussy pounded until her mind-shattering orgasm erupts from within.
And as for all the sissies, foot faggots, cash-piggies and belly crawling losers that call me...Ha! Well as you can imagine, YOUR fantasies and fetishes receive a slightly different quality of control and power exchange... from you, loosers, I take exactly what I want, and you will beg me for more. HAHA!!
Just recently I've been enjoying a string of calls, from different callers, each with very different fantasies (and since none of them have mentioned my blog in conversation, I'm not going to name any names) but, suffice it to say, that I've had some imaginative scenarios to sink my teeth into, and had the chance to programme and reprogramme some receptive, subbie minds and conjure up some situations and experiences for callers that they have enjoyed.... and, sometimes, even opened doors for them that they might not have realised where there (don't believe me, check my feedback!).
It occurred to me though, that throughout these calls, which I have to tell you were a little longer than your stereotypical 5 minute dial-and-blow calls (hey!... not judging, just making the distinction! Haha!)...throughout these calls... there was that feeling of exchange.
The fantasies evolved. Each element of the session, whether it was a dirty phone domination session, or more of an interactive narrative where the details of the scenario had the time to express themselves ..the result was an exploration of the topic in hand...which, ok, I always lead...but it's just the way I role!
After all, if you call me, it's because you need a break from taking the lead right? Right!
...And, of course, when you chose to call me, it's because you need a straight, dominant, REAL man, who just happens to have the intellect and imagination to express himself, and the sexual confidence to step outside of the "comfort zone" and drive whatever fantasy you have, to a crescendo that you might not have realised could be reached over the phone!
Sound too good to be true? Well, here's my point: it takes CONTROL to make that happen. It takes an EXCHANGE OF POWER which, from the second we connect on the phone, from the second I introduce myself, you begin to understand that I draw more and more control...as I listen to you tell me about yourself, as you share the intimate details of your fantasy, of your fetish, of what you'd like to explore....you hand that control over to me...and you begin to understand that your pleasure will come when, and HOW, I decide.
It's this control, this hand-over of power, and the trust and confidence that callers like these place in my hands, that make it possible for me to blow their minds!
The form that this power exchange takes varies of course. If a hot, sexy lady calls me with a desire to explore something more sensual, then the power exchange and the control can be cradled and nurtured, coaxed into a sexy seductive place where she begins to feels herself melting, and succumbing to her passion..melting (and eventually dripping) with anticipation...suddenly, so ready to give in to that heat, ready to be overwhelmed by her own hunger... and ready to have her hot, willing pussy pounded until her mind-shattering orgasm erupts from within.
And as for all the sissies, foot faggots, cash-piggies and belly crawling losers that call me...Ha! Well as you can probably imagine, YOUR fantasies and fetishes receive a slightly different quality of control and power exchange... from you, losers, I take exactly what I want, and you will beg me for more. HAHA!!
I'm online for a couple more hours taking calls now, so if you want to explore your darker sexual side, or want to see what fantasies unfold when you hand your most intimate thoughts over to The Englishman then just - Call me!
Sunday, 4 January 2015
Macro / Microphilia
Fee fye fo fum, I smell the blood of ....the Englishman....?
Haha!
Well, actually no, my nickname wasn't, in fact, a reference to the children's fairytale of Jack and the Beanstalk, but having said that, this genre is one that I really enjoy.
Any of you guys that are regular readers of my blogs know that I've been trying to write a few entries on the various noteworthy fetishes that I've encountered through my NiteFlirt phonesex calls, or through other area's of my activity and antics (both adult industry orientated, and social).
Now, this is one area that really intrigued me when a friend of mine first mentioned it to me. The idea of wielding powers that can shrink a person down to just a few inches tall, or being invovled in a situation where a person might find themselves "accidentally" shrunk all the way down to the size of a bug....Haha! Just imagine my delight when I first got the chance to explore more doing some particularly hot phonesex calls.
I want you to imagine it for a second for yourself...really visualise it ... picture yourself as being so small that it would take all of your weight to press down one of the keys on a computer keyboard.
Imagine the size of one of your tiny little feet compared to one of those keyboard keys....Imagine being inside someone's pocket with your face pressed up against the screen of their smart phone, being jostled and bumped as they walked.... can you imagine the heat, the smells, the feel of the fabric of that pocket abrading your tiny little naked body...Oh? didn't I mention that you were completely naked - HAHA!
Well, those experiences more involved, adrenaline tinged situations just like them are what the devotees of macrophilia or microphilia (depending on your point of view) enjoy. That feeling of being TOTALLY at the mercy of a (typically) sadistic, cruel and uncaring GIANT. Their very existence only continues at the giant's whim, and they are completely powerless to prevent anything from happening.
Needless to say that my victims...err... sorry, my caller's... imagined diminutive stature opens up all sorts of twisted possibility for someone with an imagination as vivid as mine. The weird and unusual sexual acts its possible to perform on... and with, a tiny little four inch high person are, understandably, quite different to those you might try with a full sized person, and the unquestioning, unflinching power I wield over my tiny playmate, well, THAT is intoxicating!
Ultimately all of the little shrunken urchins are in constant peril of being squished like a bug, and it goes without saying that one of the hottest things about his fetish is the total power exchange that exists in that situation.
Not for the faint hearted, and not for those without an imagination to match mine, but still and interesting and engaging topic, and one that I always enjoy!
So, if you are in the mood to see what it's like to be shrunk down and turned into a miniature sexual plaything, or you want to explore any other sexual fantasies CALL ME!
I'll be online taking calls for the next few hours, and equally if you have any experiences, stories or ideas, on this subject or any other phonesex related areas, you know I love to read your comments!
Until next time perverts! Haha!
Haha!
Well, actually no, my nickname wasn't, in fact, a reference to the children's fairytale of Jack and the Beanstalk, but having said that, this genre is one that I really enjoy.
Any of you guys that are regular readers of my blogs know that I've been trying to write a few entries on the various noteworthy fetishes that I've encountered through my NiteFlirt phonesex calls, or through other area's of my activity and antics (both adult industry orientated, and social).
Now, this is one area that really intrigued me when a friend of mine first mentioned it to me. The idea of wielding powers that can shrink a person down to just a few inches tall, or being invovled in a situation where a person might find themselves "accidentally" shrunk all the way down to the size of a bug....Haha! Just imagine my delight when I first got the chance to explore more doing some particularly hot phonesex calls.
I want you to imagine it for a second for yourself...really visualise it ... picture yourself as being so small that it would take all of your weight to press down one of the keys on a computer keyboard.
Imagine the size of one of your tiny little feet compared to one of those keyboard keys....Imagine being inside someone's pocket with your face pressed up against the screen of their smart phone, being jostled and bumped as they walked.... can you imagine the heat, the smells, the feel of the fabric of that pocket abrading your tiny little naked body...Oh? didn't I mention that you were completely naked - HAHA!
Well, those experiences more involved, adrenaline tinged situations just like them are what the devotees of macrophilia or microphilia (depending on your point of view) enjoy. That feeling of being TOTALLY at the mercy of a (typically) sadistic, cruel and uncaring GIANT. Their very existence only continues at the giant's whim, and they are completely powerless to prevent anything from happening.
Needless to say that my victims...err... sorry, my caller's... imagined diminutive stature opens up all sorts of twisted possibility for someone with an imagination as vivid as mine. The weird and unusual sexual acts its possible to perform on... and with, a tiny little four inch high person are, understandably, quite different to those you might try with a full sized person, and the unquestioning, unflinching power I wield over my tiny playmate, well, THAT is intoxicating!
Ultimately all of the little shrunken urchins are in constant peril of being squished like a bug, and it goes without saying that one of the hottest things about his fetish is the total power exchange that exists in that situation.
Not for the faint hearted, and not for those without an imagination to match mine, but still and interesting and engaging topic, and one that I always enjoy!
So, if you are in the mood to see what it's like to be shrunk down and turned into a miniature sexual plaything, or you want to explore any other sexual fantasies CALL ME!
I'll be online taking calls for the next few hours, and equally if you have any experiences, stories or ideas, on this subject or any other phonesex related areas, you know I love to read your comments!
Until next time perverts! Haha!
Thursday, 30 October 2014
Balloon Fetish
Well now, I thought it was about time to pick up my theme on the multitude of kinks and fetishes that I've come across (pun intended, and, yes... sometimes I do!) in my travels, as a little diversion from my more routine phonesex related musings.
This time it's a rarer one, I guess, but still an interesting one for those of you who, like me, enjoy exploring aspects of sexuality in all its forms.
Ballon fetish...you ask?
For the uninitiated this may seem a stretch too far and might make you wonder if people are just making these things up to give themselves an over inflated sense of their own kinkiness (again, puns intended!).
But infact, no. "Looners" (as some of the passionistos, who share this kink, refer to themselves) have one thing in common, their love of big, rounded, rubbery, turgid, playful ballons.
This, however, is where the common ground can sometimes stop abruptly. Looners, as with almost every "branch" of kink that I've ecountered, can have very different views on what exactly it is about balloons that make them hot, and what kind of balloon-related practices are a turn on.
For some, its all about the personality of the balloon, how it makes them feel, the quality of the sexual energy they feel emmanating from the balloon, the vibe they get when they handle it and squeeze it, the colours, patterns or pictures that adorn it's surface.
For others, it's about the shape and size of the balloon. There is a general trend towards the larger balloons amongst looners; the balloon becoming a bigger physical presence, but there are some that seek a very particular size or shape.
The materials, and especially the thickness of the rubber is a factor, it defines so much about the texture, warmth and feel of the balloon (as well as the durability)...which leads on to, the biggest split within the looner community....
To pop, or, not to pop?
Indeed, one of the discoveries I recall from my youthful exportations of balloons (albeit in the non-sexual sense) is the shocking, but exciting, moment that they... POP! Well, this experience is at the core of the erotic experience for some looners who find that the moment that they pop their balloon is often the moment that they pop themselves, whereas for others, the wanton distruction of their special round-bodied friends is absolutely sacrosanct.
This debate is so emotionally charged for some looners that discussions on forums have heated to the point of threats of physical violence being made, and I have to say that I don't recall discussions about any other fetish illiciting such furour (other than perhaps some strongly worded exchanges from well meaning but ultimately misguided age play commentators).
So, if ballons are your thing, then leave me a comment, I'd love to learn more about the fetish, or if you have any views on fetishes in general, especially phonesex then get in touch.
This time it's a rarer one, I guess, but still an interesting one for those of you who, like me, enjoy exploring aspects of sexuality in all its forms.
Ballon fetish...you ask?
For the uninitiated this may seem a stretch too far and might make you wonder if people are just making these things up to give themselves an over inflated sense of their own kinkiness (again, puns intended!).
But infact, no. "Looners" (as some of the passionistos, who share this kink, refer to themselves) have one thing in common, their love of big, rounded, rubbery, turgid, playful ballons.
This, however, is where the common ground can sometimes stop abruptly. Looners, as with almost every "branch" of kink that I've ecountered, can have very different views on what exactly it is about balloons that make them hot, and what kind of balloon-related practices are a turn on.
For some, its all about the personality of the balloon, how it makes them feel, the quality of the sexual energy they feel emmanating from the balloon, the vibe they get when they handle it and squeeze it, the colours, patterns or pictures that adorn it's surface.
For others, it's about the shape and size of the balloon. There is a general trend towards the larger balloons amongst looners; the balloon becoming a bigger physical presence, but there are some that seek a very particular size or shape.
The materials, and especially the thickness of the rubber is a factor, it defines so much about the texture, warmth and feel of the balloon (as well as the durability)...which leads on to, the biggest split within the looner community....
To pop, or, not to pop?
Indeed, one of the discoveries I recall from my youthful exportations of balloons (albeit in the non-sexual sense) is the shocking, but exciting, moment that they... POP! Well, this experience is at the core of the erotic experience for some looners who find that the moment that they pop their balloon is often the moment that they pop themselves, whereas for others, the wanton distruction of their special round-bodied friends is absolutely sacrosanct.
This debate is so emotionally charged for some looners that discussions on forums have heated to the point of threats of physical violence being made, and I have to say that I don't recall discussions about any other fetish illiciting such furour (other than perhaps some strongly worded exchanges from well meaning but ultimately misguided age play commentators).
So, if ballons are your thing, then leave me a comment, I'd love to learn more about the fetish, or if you have any views on fetishes in general, especially phonesex then get in touch.
Thursday, 15 May 2014
Erotic Humiliation
Good morning Kinkyland! OK, so it's probably not morning for you, but it is for me, and a beautiful one at that. I have a day of play planned, so I find myself in an even better mood than usual, and its been a busy couple of weeks!
Now, before we get started I have a few noteworthy mentions to make. For those of you reading and wondering what I mean by a "noteworthy mention," let me explain. I am straight, I am dominant, and I enjoy dominating, sexually, on the telephone; a term I like to use is "phonesex domination". HAHA! Not very original, I know, but it does what it says. So, despite being straight, my enjoyment of phonesex domination includes domming guys (gay or otherwise) as well as playing with some very sexy girls (and yes ladies, I am the *perfect* gentleman, so rest assured that if you are looking for something more sensual, less aggressive, but deeply sexy, you will have a wonderful time with me).
So.... Noteworthy mentions are what someone gets if they fall into one of a few specific categories, either they entertain me to such an extent during our call that I feel compelled to share the experience with the entire world (oh yes, this blog can be read by ANYONE, no membership required!), or maybe I found their call particularly interesting or thought provoking, OR if I deem that they need a little encouragement /reminding /convincing of the unquestionable, total and overwhelming power I have to hold THEM to account. HAHA!
Now, I wasn't actually planning on blogging about erotic humiliation this week, but its down to a couple of callers that are due noteworthy mentions that prompted me to post it a little early.
So, Tom and Drew, consider yourselves mentioned, in a noteworthy fashion! HAHA!
You see, both of these guys have a connection with /appreciation for/ need for humiliation. They recognise that because of the way that they are, because of their kinky, twisted fetishes, that they are in fact deserving of only hearing, mocking laughter ringing in their ears, and that they need to be used, and abused for other people's enjoyment and entertainment. Interestingly they don't share the same kinks at all. For those of you you have been following my blog for some time, you will have seen Drew's name come up now and again (and might have an idea of what's at the foot of his fetish), he's looking forward to posting a comment on my blog very soon, and will one day confess EVERYTHING he's told me, just because I chose him too, but that day is not here yet. Tom, in contrast, is a brand new caller, but despite that, was able to share a very secret, and quite honestly, dirty part of himself, which will too remain our little secret for now, but suffice it to say that both these guys understand the erotic potential of being placed at the mercy of a cruel, mocking, arrogant guy who loves nothing more that watch his victims...err sorry...*callers*... twist and squirm in erotic, bliss-filled, crimson-cheeked humiliation at the end of the phone. HAHA!
The power of erotic humiliation can be utterly overwhelming for some people, feeling that heart-thumping moment when you confess your secrets... hearing the laughter, disgust or outright contempt for what a pathetic little worm you are, and then being *forced* to act out (or abstain from) those debauched, dirty acts that get you so very, VERY turned on, all the while being taunted and ridiculed by someone who is so breathtakingly attractive, confident and successful, oh, and who LOVES the idea of "outing" you just to see whether you will actually cry....HAHA! Well, who wouldn't be tempted to cum in their pants at the very thought of it!? Right?? HAHAHA!
So, enough about erotic humiliation, after all, its not for everyone, but noteworthy mention number two (three?) which is certainly less connected to the topic in hand, has to be Mark who could be described as a "shrinking violet", and must have been going for a personal record! HAHA! Well done Mark, your stamina impressed me! ;-)
I'm going to sign off now, and I'll be online and taking calls for the next few hours, so when you feel that you are ready to place your next red hot erotic adventure in my hands, you know what to do, click the little telephone button on the right hand side of the screen, and Call Me!
And don't forget to leave me feedback at the end of your call, its always appreciated.
Now, before we get started I have a few noteworthy mentions to make. For those of you reading and wondering what I mean by a "noteworthy mention," let me explain. I am straight, I am dominant, and I enjoy dominating, sexually, on the telephone; a term I like to use is "phonesex domination". HAHA! Not very original, I know, but it does what it says. So, despite being straight, my enjoyment of phonesex domination includes domming guys (gay or otherwise) as well as playing with some very sexy girls (and yes ladies, I am the *perfect* gentleman, so rest assured that if you are looking for something more sensual, less aggressive, but deeply sexy, you will have a wonderful time with me).
So.... Noteworthy mentions are what someone gets if they fall into one of a few specific categories, either they entertain me to such an extent during our call that I feel compelled to share the experience with the entire world (oh yes, this blog can be read by ANYONE, no membership required!), or maybe I found their call particularly interesting or thought provoking, OR if I deem that they need a little encouragement /reminding /convincing of the unquestionable, total and overwhelming power I have to hold THEM to account. HAHA!
Now, I wasn't actually planning on blogging about erotic humiliation this week, but its down to a couple of callers that are due noteworthy mentions that prompted me to post it a little early.
So, Tom and Drew, consider yourselves mentioned, in a noteworthy fashion! HAHA!
You see, both of these guys have a connection with /appreciation for/ need for humiliation. They recognise that because of the way that they are, because of their kinky, twisted fetishes, that they are in fact deserving of only hearing, mocking laughter ringing in their ears, and that they need to be used, and abused for other people's enjoyment and entertainment. Interestingly they don't share the same kinks at all. For those of you you have been following my blog for some time, you will have seen Drew's name come up now and again (and might have an idea of what's at the foot of his fetish), he's looking forward to posting a comment on my blog very soon, and will one day confess EVERYTHING he's told me, just because I chose him too, but that day is not here yet. Tom, in contrast, is a brand new caller, but despite that, was able to share a very secret, and quite honestly, dirty part of himself, which will too remain our little secret for now, but suffice it to say that both these guys understand the erotic potential of being placed at the mercy of a cruel, mocking, arrogant guy who loves nothing more that watch his victims...err sorry...*callers*... twist and squirm in erotic, bliss-filled, crimson-cheeked humiliation at the end of the phone. HAHA!
The power of erotic humiliation can be utterly overwhelming for some people, feeling that heart-thumping moment when you confess your secrets... hearing the laughter, disgust or outright contempt for what a pathetic little worm you are, and then being *forced* to act out (or abstain from) those debauched, dirty acts that get you so very, VERY turned on, all the while being taunted and ridiculed by someone who is so breathtakingly attractive, confident and successful, oh, and who LOVES the idea of "outing" you just to see whether you will actually cry....HAHA! Well, who wouldn't be tempted to cum in their pants at the very thought of it!? Right?? HAHAHA!
So, enough about erotic humiliation, after all, its not for everyone, but noteworthy mention number two (three?) which is certainly less connected to the topic in hand, has to be Mark who could be described as a "shrinking violet", and must have been going for a personal record! HAHA! Well done Mark, your stamina impressed me! ;-)
I'm going to sign off now, and I'll be online and taking calls for the next few hours, so when you feel that you are ready to place your next red hot erotic adventure in my hands, you know what to do, click the little telephone button on the right hand side of the screen, and Call Me!
And don't forget to leave me feedback at the end of your call, its always appreciated.
Wednesday, 23 April 2014
Power God
Phew - what a busy week I've just had, between trips to visit family, a ton of little jobs that demanded my urgent attention, and a flurry of calls from NiteFlirt, its no surprise that I'm typing this a few days later than I had planned... So, I thought I'd stick to my little run of fetish related posts this week, but this time I'd pick a highly topical one. Highly topical? I hear you ask HAHA! Well, yes indeed.
Let me explain...A friend of mine who knows about my little phonesex hobby asked me - what's it like?
He wanted to know what it was like taking a call from someone who is looking for a sexual adventure...Being invited to manipulate someone's senses, get into their mind... have them share their dark and intimate secrets, and then to use that knowledge to spin an erotic, immersive reality, in which exploitation of every nuance of that person's personality and kinks results in a headlong plunge to the depths of horny, filthy arousal, from which the highest peaks of ecstastic release can be reached....sounds good?
It's a power trip.
Even though most of my callers will remain almost annonymous to me, I know their weaknesses, and I know how to press them... when you call, you step into my world. That's what prompted me to blog about the Power Gods this time, because this last week I've had a few really hot calls with a couple of guys (yes Chad, one of them is you) who recognise that when they pick up the phone and call me, they step through into my world and submit to my power. Its the complete and utter lack of control that they crave. Just stop, and imagine for a second what it would feel like to be kneeling in front of a being who, simply with the power of their mind can alter the state of things around you, who can alter you, who can seize control of anyone, anything and bend it to their twisted, sexual desires. You are a plaything for that being, you are utterly at their mercy and incapable of ANY action that could possibly affect the outcome for you (except maybe make it worse! HAHA!). The very best course of action to you is complete and total submission to this omnipotent being, who can appear in any form; that helpful young guy from round the corner, your neighbour, the pizza delivery guy... your control shrinks and almost winks out of existence in his presence, and you realise that you are completely and utterly helpless.
That feeling of being completely and utterly helpless, knowing that your very existence hangs in the balance of this most beautiful, perfect, hot-as-fuck being, THAT is what its all about, and when you call its up to you how deeply you want to submit. There is no limit to the fun we can have, and especially when you combine my imagination and intellect (not to mention how smoking hot I am- Haha!) with a filthy phone-fuck fantasy...Haha! Well - that's when the fireworks start to explode!
The nature of the fantasies we explore together can be many and varied, and as you might expect from someone who enjoys delving into sexual adventures as much as I do, there are really no limits to where we can go in the realms of fantasy! So, if you feel inspired to take a walk on the wild side and treat yourself to an exploration of your own wildest fantasy, you know what to do. Call me.
Let me explain...A friend of mine who knows about my little phonesex hobby asked me - what's it like?
He wanted to know what it was like taking a call from someone who is looking for a sexual adventure...Being invited to manipulate someone's senses, get into their mind... have them share their dark and intimate secrets, and then to use that knowledge to spin an erotic, immersive reality, in which exploitation of every nuance of that person's personality and kinks results in a headlong plunge to the depths of horny, filthy arousal, from which the highest peaks of ecstastic release can be reached....sounds good?
It's a power trip.
Even though most of my callers will remain almost annonymous to me, I know their weaknesses, and I know how to press them... when you call, you step into my world. That's what prompted me to blog about the Power Gods this time, because this last week I've had a few really hot calls with a couple of guys (yes Chad, one of them is you) who recognise that when they pick up the phone and call me, they step through into my world and submit to my power. Its the complete and utter lack of control that they crave. Just stop, and imagine for a second what it would feel like to be kneeling in front of a being who, simply with the power of their mind can alter the state of things around you, who can alter you, who can seize control of anyone, anything and bend it to their twisted, sexual desires. You are a plaything for that being, you are utterly at their mercy and incapable of ANY action that could possibly affect the outcome for you (except maybe make it worse! HAHA!). The very best course of action to you is complete and total submission to this omnipotent being, who can appear in any form; that helpful young guy from round the corner, your neighbour, the pizza delivery guy... your control shrinks and almost winks out of existence in his presence, and you realise that you are completely and utterly helpless.
That feeling of being completely and utterly helpless, knowing that your very existence hangs in the balance of this most beautiful, perfect, hot-as-fuck being, THAT is what its all about, and when you call its up to you how deeply you want to submit. There is no limit to the fun we can have, and especially when you combine my imagination and intellect (not to mention how smoking hot I am- Haha!) with a filthy phone-fuck fantasy...Haha! Well - that's when the fireworks start to explode!
The nature of the fantasies we explore together can be many and varied, and as you might expect from someone who enjoys delving into sexual adventures as much as I do, there are really no limits to where we can go in the realms of fantasy! So, if you feel inspired to take a walk on the wild side and treat yourself to an exploration of your own wildest fantasy, you know what to do. Call me.
Friday, 11 April 2014
Foot Fetish
So I thought it might be time for another little blog focussing on some of the kinky fetishes that I'd come across while having phonesex with you guys on NiteFlirt. The title kinda gives it away a little bit I'm guessing, and I gotta tell you, this one is one of THE most popular fetishes out there, so much so that, for you guys that have seen my listings on NF already, you'll know I have a line dedicated to the worship of this hot, straight, dominant guy's feet and shoes! HAHA!
Now I gotta tell you, when I first started doing professional phonesex domination it was a surprise to me just how popular this fetish is, and I also have to confess that when I first heard about it, I wasn't really sure what to make of it. But happily, I had my mind expanded by a few particularly colourful callers, and along with a few of my own little real life experiments (yes, they were inspired by some of the calls I've had) my understanding grew dramatically.
I guess the biggest turn on for me personally is watching the act of TOTAL submission on the part of someone kneeling at my feet and reverently sucking my toes, purely because I told them to. It feels great, and additionally, even though I'm straight, I so so love having fags submit to me! HAHA!
But what happens when that act becomes fetishised?
Just the thought of worshiping another guy's bare feet, or maybe his feet in socks, or even his feet in shoes....wait - you want to worship just my socks? JUST my shoes?? Because you aren't worthy to worship my actual feet? Yeah, I can see you kinky fucks getting horny at the thought of my smelly gym socks just lying on the bench in the changing rooms...
How many of those who enjoy this fetish have "borrowed" dirty socks, or maybe even a pair of shoes...I know at least ONE of you have.. (It's ok...I won't mention any names, Drew) HAHA!
So now tell me, how does the intensity of that stinky sock affect you? Do you ever think about being forced to lick those dirty dominant guy's feet? Is the thought of being trampled under foot, feeling your face squished by those big guy's feet, or maybe having your cock and balls abused by a guy wearing those hot leather boots?
This fetish is one with so many subtleties, so many differences that I know each call to my feet and shoes line will be different, and that is such a big part of the fun for me. I have a vivid imagination, and I love finding the keys to unlock your wildest, deepest, darkest, fantasies, and then bringing those fantasies to life in ways that will blow your mind.
If you haven't had the chance to speak to me yet, then don't hesitate, click the buttons to the right and either drop me an email if I'm not online right now, tell me about what you enjoy talking about, or if you are reading this and the little telephone symbol is showing, then you are in luck you can just click and,
Call Me right now!
Now I gotta tell you, when I first started doing professional phonesex domination it was a surprise to me just how popular this fetish is, and I also have to confess that when I first heard about it, I wasn't really sure what to make of it. But happily, I had my mind expanded by a few particularly colourful callers, and along with a few of my own little real life experiments (yes, they were inspired by some of the calls I've had) my understanding grew dramatically.
I guess the biggest turn on for me personally is watching the act of TOTAL submission on the part of someone kneeling at my feet and reverently sucking my toes, purely because I told them to. It feels great, and additionally, even though I'm straight, I so so love having fags submit to me! HAHA!
But what happens when that act becomes fetishised?
Just the thought of worshiping another guy's bare feet, or maybe his feet in socks, or even his feet in shoes....wait - you want to worship just my socks? JUST my shoes?? Because you aren't worthy to worship my actual feet? Yeah, I can see you kinky fucks getting horny at the thought of my smelly gym socks just lying on the bench in the changing rooms...
How many of those who enjoy this fetish have "borrowed" dirty socks, or maybe even a pair of shoes...I know at least ONE of you have.. (It's ok...I won't mention any names, Drew) HAHA!
So now tell me, how does the intensity of that stinky sock affect you? Do you ever think about being forced to lick those dirty dominant guy's feet? Is the thought of being trampled under foot, feeling your face squished by those big guy's feet, or maybe having your cock and balls abused by a guy wearing those hot leather boots?
This fetish is one with so many subtleties, so many differences that I know each call to my feet and shoes line will be different, and that is such a big part of the fun for me. I have a vivid imagination, and I love finding the keys to unlock your wildest, deepest, darkest, fantasies, and then bringing those fantasies to life in ways that will blow your mind.
If you haven't had the chance to speak to me yet, then don't hesitate, click the buttons to the right and either drop me an email if I'm not online right now, tell me about what you enjoy talking about, or if you are reading this and the little telephone symbol is showing, then you are in luck you can just click and,
Call Me right now!
Thursday, 8 August 2013
Pain Sluts and Masochistic Fetishes
So...its been a little while since I caught up on my little series of blogs on different fetishes, far too much gorgeous weather over here, and I've been out enjoying the sunshine and getting up to the occasional adventure, on of which was in the great outdoors and involved a little experiment with a sub's capacity to enjoy stinging nettles - HAHA! It was an intense, but successful experiment!...So I thought I'd pick an appropriate topic for this post and talk about pain sluts and the masochists that like to abuse them!
Being mainly based in phonesex domination (yes, I did say MAINLY) the physical side tends to be much more limited with what I can dole out to prospective pain sluts that come to serve me online, but with a little imagination, and some obedience on the part of the pain-slut, its not impossible to find ways to press those delicious buttons and get you squealing and squirming, just like I do in a real-life session.
Here's a little bit of science that you may have heard already; the pain centers in the brain are located very close to, and in some cases overlap with, the pleasure centers What this means in practical terms is that when you are having those erogenous tender parts gently caressed, teased and played with, your nervous system relays those playful caresses back to the brain, which registers them as pleasurable. We've all had the experience of being played with too roughly, and that that sometimes shocking sensation can be a real passion killer for some people, as the pain registers in a different (and not so sexy) part of the brain, presumably alerting us that we are at risk of suffering physical harm....HOWEVER, If its done right, and the transition between gentle and hard sensations is managed correctly, and, most importantly, the context (i.e. the atmosphere and setup) is right...well - that is when those not-so-gentle caresses can start to feel VERY sexy indeed.
Most pain-sluts describe a progression from their early experimentation with light pain into heavier kinds of play through explorations of their sexuality. This also points towards the idea of training which fits very nicely into the slave/Master dynamic in a lot of kinky play. The idea that the submissive on the receiving end of all of the torment can be pushed harder as their bodies (and minds) become accustomed to the overlap between pain and pleasure is pretty hot, and can reach a point with some of those dirty little perverts that they cum just from being hurt...and that in itself is a big turn on for the masochist! HAHA!
So, since we are talking about sexy pain, its not surprising that the usual array of ways to deliver pain to be centered on the naughty bits. Nipples, cock and balls / pussy, ass, ass-hole...the list goes on... interestingly there are some patterns that separate the genders - girls, in their development, quite quickly progress from light spanking of the buttocks to floggers over their thighs and backs, and before too long can find their hot little pussy's dripping at the thought of having their backs and buttocks striped by a cane... not altogether surprising since lots of girls tell of their enjoyment and arousal and having their backs played with (makes me wonder if its down to a bit of primordial wiring where the feeling of being mounted doggy-style, with their backs exposed that leads to that particular transition).
Guys on the other hand tend to be much more focused on their cock, and in particular their balls, with all manner of devices invented to create discomfort down their, which combined with a feeling of panic as their most tender areas are held in positions that provide easy access to exact carefully measured levels of pain. Its truly amazing what you can do with a ruler (plastic or wood) and elastic band, some thumb tacks and a willing obedient fag who is ready to serve his Master in whatever way he is told.
Nipples and feet are less gender specific, both areas are very sensitive with a lot of nerve endings that provide all of that delicious stimulation to your brain, getting you hard/wet when the stimulation is managed just right.
As for managing it "just right" HAHA! Well that's where skill, imagination and a touch of experience combine to allow the masochist to take the pain-slut to the edge and hold them there without stepping over the line, allowing that buildup to take place, enjoying watching the exquisite pleasure and torment build and build...so fucking hot!
If you find yourself curious about how exactly you can achieve this during a hot phonesex session... well I can't give all my secrets away here, but there's one sure way to find out...call me! HAHA! If any of this post has stirred you then you might find yourself compelled to learn more...And don't forget to check out my other posts on other fetishes, you never know what you might discover!
I'll be online for the next few hours now, so if you find yourself wanting ...needing to be played with, in whatever way, just call me, now.
Monday, 15 April 2013
Fetishes - Cuckolds
Well now, I didn't realise that so much time had passed since I last posted here, so its high time that I put up another post. So, continuing on from the "fetishes" theme from my last post I wanted to talk about a fetish that makes up a larger proportion of the calls that I receive on NiteFlirt (and certainly something that I enjoy participating in IRL too, more about that later)... BTW, Did the title of this post give it away already? Its all about cuckolding!
For the uninitiated this fetish can, at first, sound daunting, insane, damaging.... in short, pretty negative. But, just as the age old expression defines 'beauty' as being '...in the eye of the beholder', maybe those of us who are partial to a little kinkyness from time to time (or ALL the time) should adopt the phrase "Arousal is in the mind of the fetishist', and cuckolds definitely reside towards the "mind" -fuckery end of the fetish scale.
Wikipedia defines the 'cuckold' as being a man who is stimulated when their committed partner chooses to have sex with someone else, a pretty fair summary. However, I have yet to meet a cuckold guy (in real life or on the phone) for whom "stimulated" should actually read like some combination of "humiliated, excited, aroused, appalled, rampant, worried, wired, alive..." the list goes on... HAHA!
These guys have (usually) managed to get themselves into a relationship with a much more attractive woman than they can handle. The circumstances as to HOW they managed this feat vary a little, but usually they either catch the woman at a low ebb (following a bad break-up or such like), OR those sad pathetic losers were "pretending" to be a little more than they really were, effectively conning a beautiful girl into being with them...and when finally that bubble bursts, its either their wallets or groveling servitude (or both) that manage(s) to hold the woman's attention for just long enough to save the relationship from disintegrating into utter disappointment.
In most case these gorgeous ladies DO care for their guys, after a fashion. although maybe 'pity' would be a better word in some cases (whether if be for their woefully tiny cocks, beta-male tendencies or total lack of charm and charisma) ...but, as with so many things in life, mediocrity and failure have their price. Pretty soon the woman realises that this guy they are with just can't satisfy her... his small penis, his limp attitude, his lack of ability in bed - whatever the reason ... She's a beautiful attractive woman, and she realises that she deserves to be made to FEEL like a real woman. She starts fantasising about different things, different scenarios, encounters and pretty soon her horny little mind turns to the idea of being fucked....deeply, truly, rudely fucked by a REAL MAN...A real man who can penetrated her, handle her, use her for his pleasure, make her feel alive and aroused, make her feel slutty and dirty, a man with REAL power and REAL charisma...and that ....is where a guy like ME steps in. HAHA!
The Bull.
Guys like me LOVE women. I adore making-love to them, fucking them, taking them every which way ...making them moan and making them scream my name, making them feel like every inch of their skin is on fire from the arousal burning them up...making their hot, wet, little pussies tingle and throb from just *thinking* about feeling me sliding all the way up inside.....filling them up...pounding that pussy ... until they explode in a mind shattering orgasm. Hmmmmm!
Well....WHEN she finally realises that she deserves a guy like me, that girl, who felt so trapped and repressed, suddenly blooms.
THAT is when our little cuckold male might have his first glimpse of how he can make himself useful to his way-too-attractive partner.
Simply, he can support her in her desires.
He can lay out her clothes ready for her evenings out,
He can watch as she gets all dressed up for someone else, sexy lingerie, suggestive skirt or dress ...
...as she puts on some of that perfume he bought her for her last birthday.
She looks and smells fantastic...then she goes out maybe alone, or with her girlfriends, or maybe even with him in-toe.
All of that preparation and planning, the whole time both of them knowing that it won't be his lips exploring hers tonight, it won;t be his hand caressing her body, enjoying her sensual curves, the silky feel of those panties against her engorged and freshly shaved cunt lips...it won't be his pathetic cock that will be satisfying her tonight......and it won't be his tongue tasting her....HAHA! Well not until much later if he's "lucky" enough to be given clean-up duty... HAHA! Clean-up you ask?
Let me explain...the little cuckie can stay out of the way when she brings her real men back to their bedroom to fuck her...some of the lucky ones may even be allowed to stay in the same room, watching maybe. But after the Bull has finished using the cuckold's partner for his pleasure...well you don't expect a gorgeous girl like that to have to clean up herself do you? Of course not ...her little cuckie will be only too pleased to have the chance to get close to parts of her that he NEVER usually gets to see, let alone touch or taste...HAHA!
One of the really fun parts of this fetish for me (as the Bull, *of course*) is that different couples have different ways of playing, some women like to dress their guys up as girls and even have them clean me up after we've finished (kinda like sissification which I might blog about next time a little more), others have a much less active role, almost like servants that shouldn't be seen or heard, and with all the shades in between. However it goes though the excitement is always very raw and very intense.
So...if this is one of your fetishes, then I hope I've done it justice, and if it has inspired you to want to call to talk about it, maybe acting out a fantasy, or maybe even trying out in real life, then even better! I'll be online now for the next few hours, so call me now!
PS if the little symbol to the right looks like and email link or a "busy phone" then feel free to email me about your fantasy/scenario ahead of time.
Speak to you soon!
For the uninitiated this fetish can, at first, sound daunting, insane, damaging.... in short, pretty negative. But, just as the age old expression defines 'beauty' as being '...in the eye of the beholder', maybe those of us who are partial to a little kinkyness from time to time (or ALL the time) should adopt the phrase "Arousal is in the mind of the fetishist', and cuckolds definitely reside towards the "mind" -fuckery end of the fetish scale.
Wikipedia defines the 'cuckold' as being a man who is stimulated when their committed partner chooses to have sex with someone else, a pretty fair summary. However, I have yet to meet a cuckold guy (in real life or on the phone) for whom "stimulated" should actually read like some combination of "humiliated, excited, aroused, appalled, rampant, worried, wired, alive..." the list goes on... HAHA!
These guys have (usually) managed to get themselves into a relationship with a much more attractive woman than they can handle. The circumstances as to HOW they managed this feat vary a little, but usually they either catch the woman at a low ebb (following a bad break-up or such like), OR those sad pathetic losers were "pretending" to be a little more than they really were, effectively conning a beautiful girl into being with them...and when finally that bubble bursts, its either their wallets or groveling servitude (or both) that manage(s) to hold the woman's attention for just long enough to save the relationship from disintegrating into utter disappointment.
In most case these gorgeous ladies DO care for their guys, after a fashion. although maybe 'pity' would be a better word in some cases (whether if be for their woefully tiny cocks, beta-male tendencies or total lack of charm and charisma) ...but, as with so many things in life, mediocrity and failure have their price. Pretty soon the woman realises that this guy they are with just can't satisfy her... his small penis, his limp attitude, his lack of ability in bed - whatever the reason ... She's a beautiful attractive woman, and she realises that she deserves to be made to FEEL like a real woman. She starts fantasising about different things, different scenarios, encounters and pretty soon her horny little mind turns to the idea of being fucked....deeply, truly, rudely fucked by a REAL MAN...A real man who can penetrated her, handle her, use her for his pleasure, make her feel alive and aroused, make her feel slutty and dirty, a man with REAL power and REAL charisma...and that ....is where a guy like ME steps in. HAHA!
The Bull.
Guys like me LOVE women. I adore making-love to them, fucking them, taking them every which way ...making them moan and making them scream my name, making them feel like every inch of their skin is on fire from the arousal burning them up...making their hot, wet, little pussies tingle and throb from just *thinking* about feeling me sliding all the way up inside.....filling them up...pounding that pussy ... until they explode in a mind shattering orgasm. Hmmmmm!
Well....WHEN she finally realises that she deserves a guy like me, that girl, who felt so trapped and repressed, suddenly blooms.
THAT is when our little cuckold male might have his first glimpse of how he can make himself useful to his way-too-attractive partner.
Simply, he can support her in her desires.
He can lay out her clothes ready for her evenings out,
He can watch as she gets all dressed up for someone else, sexy lingerie, suggestive skirt or dress ...
...as she puts on some of that perfume he bought her for her last birthday.
She looks and smells fantastic...then she goes out maybe alone, or with her girlfriends, or maybe even with him in-toe.
All of that preparation and planning, the whole time both of them knowing that it won't be his lips exploring hers tonight, it won;t be his hand caressing her body, enjoying her sensual curves, the silky feel of those panties against her engorged and freshly shaved cunt lips...it won't be his pathetic cock that will be satisfying her tonight......and it won't be his tongue tasting her....HAHA! Well not until much later if he's "lucky" enough to be given clean-up duty... HAHA! Clean-up you ask?
Let me explain...the little cuckie can stay out of the way when she brings her real men back to their bedroom to fuck her...some of the lucky ones may even be allowed to stay in the same room, watching maybe. But after the Bull has finished using the cuckold's partner for his pleasure...well you don't expect a gorgeous girl like that to have to clean up herself do you? Of course not ...her little cuckie will be only too pleased to have the chance to get close to parts of her that he NEVER usually gets to see, let alone touch or taste...HAHA!
One of the really fun parts of this fetish for me (as the Bull, *of course*) is that different couples have different ways of playing, some women like to dress their guys up as girls and even have them clean me up after we've finished (kinda like sissification which I might blog about next time a little more), others have a much less active role, almost like servants that shouldn't be seen or heard, and with all the shades in between. However it goes though the excitement is always very raw and very intense.
So...if this is one of your fetishes, then I hope I've done it justice, and if it has inspired you to want to call to talk about it, maybe acting out a fantasy, or maybe even trying out in real life, then even better! I'll be online now for the next few hours, so call me now!
PS if the little symbol to the right looks like and email link or a "busy phone" then feel free to email me about your fantasy/scenario ahead of time.
Speak to you soon!
Friday, 22 March 2013
Fetishes
As I'm sure you can probably imagine, having a job like mine brings me into contact with a lot of different people, who I come to know in an intimate way, in a short space of time (sometimes a VERY short space of time. LOL!).
All of those different people have different personalities, different tastes and, of course, different fetishes, and, I love it! I love getting to hear about what makes a person tick, about what it is that gets them so uncontrollably aroused that they just want to explode.
Of course, with me having a strongly dominant personality, my interest in what makes them tick is, in no small part, concerned with being able to take control of their lust, passion and arousal, and using that control to take the intensity of their experience much further than they could attain on their own. That IS after all what makes phonesex so hot!
When it comes to kinks or fetishes, I have a few, but I also have a strong 'sense of the erotic' (I see you nodding, you must have called me before. LOL!), and that sense of the erotic (combined with a fair amount of experience, both on the phone and in real-life) means that getting inside your head and understanding YOUR kinks and fetishes is a bit like slipping on a glove for me. I'm not going to develop that metaphor any further, but if you think back to the first time you called me, how those first few moments of the call went ...and then think about how the call developed and how the intensity and excitement seemed to grow; then you can understand why its so easy for you to feel so comfortable just picking up the phone and calling me now. Taking a few moments to slip that glove on, get the perfect fit...that's what I'm good at. Of course, communication is a two way thing, so if you haven't called before, but are about to, just remember that! LOL!
Enough about how great I am (whats that? - you want more?? HAHA! Later....) What I want to do here is share some of those different fetishes, and over the next few posts I'll be putting up little short burst of kink. My personal insight into all the different, exotic fetishes that I've had the chance to share in, interspersed (of course) with the usual reminders of how fucking amazing I am, and how lucky you are to be sharing a planet with me! HAHA! (I'm not even joking, I am genuinely THAT amazing/talented/awe inspiring - if you doubt it - call me! Seriously.). Who knows, it might whet you appetite for something outside of your usual repertoire.
So, for the first post in this series I wanted to mention a somewhat rare fetish, but a very hot one. Although I'd heard of it before, it was one caller in particular, who I speak to fairly regularly, who introduced me to this fetish in more detail. Out of discretion I'm not going to use her name here (and for any of you humiliation-fags or attention-whores that might be reading this, don't expect the same courtesy), but she is a beautiful, super-sexy, articulate and intelligent lady with whom I have had the chance of sharing some VERY intense BURPING fantasies, and also for whom I've made a couple of custom burping fetish recordings (yes, custom recordings of my sexy sensual voice are available, made to your requirements!).
When we talk together, her burping fetish is usually a part of a deliciously sexy scenario, subtle seductions, high sexual tension and raw passion that unfold into an erotic call ....
Setting the scene, sensuality, excitement ...
Then...when the moment is right, that feeling of tight fullness ... that massive meal, too much dessert maybe?
Being SO uncomfortable, in pain....NEEDING to burp .... not knowing if it will come ...
The momentary embarrassment of that first burp arriving involuntarily....
The need, the desperate yearning need to feel release... then ...when it comes, when the moment is right for it to all come out...
That sound it makes....a short burst .....or long and loud... the release of gas, the deep resonance of the intense relief brought by that blissful expulsion ... almost orgasmic in itself.
The calls we share almost always leave us both more than a little breathless!
So, I hope I did the fetish justice for anyone who finds this post and shares my sexy girl's fetish, and next time, a biggy....foot fetishes! HAHA! And for all of you foot-slaves who have read this far hoping for the touch of a trainer of the sniff of a sock, your moment will come soon!
I'll be online now and for the next few hours, so if there is a particular fetish you enjoy, and you think that you might like to explore it, or you just crave the attention, control and power of a hot, straight, dominant guy with an intellect that matches his ego, then - Call me!
All of those different people have different personalities, different tastes and, of course, different fetishes, and, I love it! I love getting to hear about what makes a person tick, about what it is that gets them so uncontrollably aroused that they just want to explode.
Of course, with me having a strongly dominant personality, my interest in what makes them tick is, in no small part, concerned with being able to take control of their lust, passion and arousal, and using that control to take the intensity of their experience much further than they could attain on their own. That IS after all what makes phonesex so hot!
When it comes to kinks or fetishes, I have a few, but I also have a strong 'sense of the erotic' (I see you nodding, you must have called me before. LOL!), and that sense of the erotic (combined with a fair amount of experience, both on the phone and in real-life) means that getting inside your head and understanding YOUR kinks and fetishes is a bit like slipping on a glove for me. I'm not going to develop that metaphor any further, but if you think back to the first time you called me, how those first few moments of the call went ...and then think about how the call developed and how the intensity and excitement seemed to grow; then you can understand why its so easy for you to feel so comfortable just picking up the phone and calling me now. Taking a few moments to slip that glove on, get the perfect fit...that's what I'm good at. Of course, communication is a two way thing, so if you haven't called before, but are about to, just remember that! LOL!
Enough about how great I am (whats that? - you want more?? HAHA! Later....) What I want to do here is share some of those different fetishes, and over the next few posts I'll be putting up little short burst of kink. My personal insight into all the different, exotic fetishes that I've had the chance to share in, interspersed (of course) with the usual reminders of how fucking amazing I am, and how lucky you are to be sharing a planet with me! HAHA! (I'm not even joking, I am genuinely THAT amazing/talented/awe inspiring - if you doubt it - call me! Seriously.). Who knows, it might whet you appetite for something outside of your usual repertoire.
So, for the first post in this series I wanted to mention a somewhat rare fetish, but a very hot one. Although I'd heard of it before, it was one caller in particular, who I speak to fairly regularly, who introduced me to this fetish in more detail. Out of discretion I'm not going to use her name here (and for any of you humiliation-fags or attention-whores that might be reading this, don't expect the same courtesy), but she is a beautiful, super-sexy, articulate and intelligent lady with whom I have had the chance of sharing some VERY intense BURPING fantasies, and also for whom I've made a couple of custom burping fetish recordings (yes, custom recordings of my sexy sensual voice are available, made to your requirements!).
When we talk together, her burping fetish is usually a part of a deliciously sexy scenario, subtle seductions, high sexual tension and raw passion that unfold into an erotic call ....
Setting the scene, sensuality, excitement ...
Then...when the moment is right, that feeling of tight fullness ... that massive meal, too much dessert maybe?
Being SO uncomfortable, in pain....NEEDING to burp .... not knowing if it will come ...
The momentary embarrassment of that first burp arriving involuntarily....
The need, the desperate yearning need to feel release... then ...when it comes, when the moment is right for it to all come out...
That sound it makes....a short burst .....or long and loud... the release of gas, the deep resonance of the intense relief brought by that blissful expulsion ... almost orgasmic in itself.
The calls we share almost always leave us both more than a little breathless!
So, I hope I did the fetish justice for anyone who finds this post and shares my sexy girl's fetish, and next time, a biggy....foot fetishes! HAHA! And for all of you foot-slaves who have read this far hoping for the touch of a trainer of the sniff of a sock, your moment will come soon!
I'll be online now and for the next few hours, so if there is a particular fetish you enjoy, and you think that you might like to explore it, or you just crave the attention, control and power of a hot, straight, dominant guy with an intellect that matches his ego, then - Call me!
Wednesday, 20 February 2013
Latest gossip
Well, its been a busy month, and I've had the chance to catch-up with some "old" friends too, so all in all, a good one!
In particular this month has presented me with the chance to prove my point a couple of times. Ironically those chances seem to come around quite often for me (I guess its an occupational hazard if you're a well informed, intelligent and inquisitive fellow, such as I am!), but none the less, these were points that I think are worth sharing!
So...picture this - your average run of the mill loser presents himself for some much deserved abuse and humiliation on the telephone (yes, that falls under the category of phonesex too!). That's right, you are imagining JUST the sort of fellow, weak minded, small penis...the usual set of deficiencies that mean he is CERTAIN not to be of any genuine use to a man or a woman...the little miscreant (feel free to google that word if you don't know what it means) is SO incredibly easy to manipulate that I put him under hypnotic control almost instantly (well, he DID ask me to...so I guess it was OK). Now, roll forwards a few weeks, and a few more calls (and a photo of my beautiful, naked, sexy feet), and imagine my overwhelming sense of UN-surprise when he calls to tell me that he's scared that he is now permanently under my control, unable to orgasm, or to please his wife. HAHA!
He GENUINELY believed that he could escape my grasp, and doesn't seem to understand that once you speak to me, once you start to use your imagination the way I direct, once you start to share some of those dark, intimate fantasies and needs with me...well...falling under my spell kinda happens regardless of what you might want!
It happens in all sorts of different fantasies, the one I refer to above isn't really much of a challenge, but, for some of my callers, I get to flex my mental muscles and create vivid realities in which they are seduced, enchanted, transformed...or otherwise whisked away into little bubbles of reality in which their wildest fantasies can be enacted, safely, completely, and in most cases....explosively! HAHA!
I'm not going to get into describing the second point I proved - because the person concerned is so easily embarrassed... particularly when he sings songs for me over the phone... Yes - I haven't forgotten your little song..it was so...lovely. HAHA!
But all of that said, with springtime arriving I have noticed a distinct increase in the kinkiness surrounding me, both online, and in the real world. So...if you are ready to take that step into an erotic wonderland, full of all of the most salacious, sexy, depraved and delicious desires that you can think of...you know what to do...
Call me!
In particular this month has presented me with the chance to prove my point a couple of times. Ironically those chances seem to come around quite often for me (I guess its an occupational hazard if you're a well informed, intelligent and inquisitive fellow, such as I am!), but none the less, these were points that I think are worth sharing!
So...picture this - your average run of the mill loser presents himself for some much deserved abuse and humiliation on the telephone (yes, that falls under the category of phonesex too!). That's right, you are imagining JUST the sort of fellow, weak minded, small penis...the usual set of deficiencies that mean he is CERTAIN not to be of any genuine use to a man or a woman...the little miscreant (feel free to google that word if you don't know what it means) is SO incredibly easy to manipulate that I put him under hypnotic control almost instantly (well, he DID ask me to...so I guess it was OK). Now, roll forwards a few weeks, and a few more calls (and a photo of my beautiful, naked, sexy feet), and imagine my overwhelming sense of UN-surprise when he calls to tell me that he's scared that he is now permanently under my control, unable to orgasm, or to please his wife. HAHA!
He GENUINELY believed that he could escape my grasp, and doesn't seem to understand that once you speak to me, once you start to use your imagination the way I direct, once you start to share some of those dark, intimate fantasies and needs with me...well...falling under my spell kinda happens regardless of what you might want!
It happens in all sorts of different fantasies, the one I refer to above isn't really much of a challenge, but, for some of my callers, I get to flex my mental muscles and create vivid realities in which they are seduced, enchanted, transformed...or otherwise whisked away into little bubbles of reality in which their wildest fantasies can be enacted, safely, completely, and in most cases....explosively! HAHA!
I'm not going to get into describing the second point I proved - because the person concerned is so easily embarrassed... particularly when he sings songs for me over the phone... Yes - I haven't forgotten your little song..it was so...lovely. HAHA!
But all of that said, with springtime arriving I have noticed a distinct increase in the kinkiness surrounding me, both online, and in the real world. So...if you are ready to take that step into an erotic wonderland, full of all of the most salacious, sexy, depraved and delicious desires that you can think of...you know what to do...
Call me!
Monday, 21 January 2013
Frozen roads
Who would have thought that a drop in temperature of just a few degrees could make such a difference?
But its true, the roads are iced over here at the moment, and no one is managing to do much of anything. But again, I guess its like that in other areas if life too, right? Subtle shifts can produce dramatic effects, sometimes unexpected ones.
Certainly when it comes to managing the subtle nuances of a submissive spirit, whether it be based in humiliation, forced encounters, the willing servitude to a superior being...or maybe just a little plain old fashioned masculine seduction, it takes a degree of finesse, yes, even binding you and punishing you takes finesse, after all, you want to feel every moment of the experience as keenly as you can don't you?
HAHA! Of course you do....and that's what I'm here for, to make certain you do.
Call me.
But its true, the roads are iced over here at the moment, and no one is managing to do much of anything. But again, I guess its like that in other areas if life too, right? Subtle shifts can produce dramatic effects, sometimes unexpected ones.
Certainly when it comes to managing the subtle nuances of a submissive spirit, whether it be based in humiliation, forced encounters, the willing servitude to a superior being...or maybe just a little plain old fashioned masculine seduction, it takes a degree of finesse, yes, even binding you and punishing you takes finesse, after all, you want to feel every moment of the experience as keenly as you can don't you?
HAHA! Of course you do....and that's what I'm here for, to make certain you do.
Call me.
Monday, 7 January 2013
The Magic of Submission
So, I've had the chance to chat to quite a few new callers this week as well a some old 'friends'. Its been a kinda fun filled week actually (and quite an exhausting week for one or two of you "repeat" callers) HAHA!
Seriously though, I like building up a sense of connection with whoever it is that I speak to. As any of you who speak to me regularly know, I'm serious about us having fun when we talk. The way I see it, if you sense a need inside you, whether it be an yearning to submit control for a while, a craving to be used and humiliated, or simply the desire for an escape into fantasy, and you can articulate that sense to someone who has the power, imagination and intellect to be able to fulfil that need...then you have the foundations of a fun encounter!
Sometimes, when those familiar feelings and needs to give up control become really intense, when the desire to be put in your place, to made use of, to be whisked away into that alternative realm, when those feelings reach a climax AND you find that outlet for them, somewhere where you can safely indulge all of your wildest dreams it can be a magical experience.
I know someone that I would class as the perfect sub (a GIRL before you fags get all hot and bothered thinking it might be you). She was describing to me how submission feels when its done right (and yes...it was in the context of how it felt for her to submit to ME). She talked about how a part of her that in everyday life had to be aware of herself, validating and checking her actions, constantly monitoring and controlling her environment - in essence her rational mind- could just - Switch Off. She described that moment of switching off as being akin to when a magician asks you to turn over the card you where holding, for you to discover that its transformed from the two of clubs to the queen of hearts. You know instantly that it was impossible, and yet at some deeper level your mind seems to accept it and tells you it was 'magic'.
Well, it was a lovely complement, and no doubt influenced by the fact that she'd not long finished her third orgasm of the session...she did have to earn them tho - HAHA!
So, I don't know if everyone sees submission the same way - but when I'm talking with some of you phonesex addicts, dominating you on the phone, have you submit to the sound of my voice, I sense that more than one of you will be able to relate to Angel's insights.
I'm online now, so if you want to feel weave an illusion or two for you - you know what to do - Call me!
Seriously though, I like building up a sense of connection with whoever it is that I speak to. As any of you who speak to me regularly know, I'm serious about us having fun when we talk. The way I see it, if you sense a need inside you, whether it be an yearning to submit control for a while, a craving to be used and humiliated, or simply the desire for an escape into fantasy, and you can articulate that sense to someone who has the power, imagination and intellect to be able to fulfil that need...then you have the foundations of a fun encounter!
Sometimes, when those familiar feelings and needs to give up control become really intense, when the desire to be put in your place, to made use of, to be whisked away into that alternative realm, when those feelings reach a climax AND you find that outlet for them, somewhere where you can safely indulge all of your wildest dreams it can be a magical experience.
I know someone that I would class as the perfect sub (a GIRL before you fags get all hot and bothered thinking it might be you). She was describing to me how submission feels when its done right (and yes...it was in the context of how it felt for her to submit to ME). She talked about how a part of her that in everyday life had to be aware of herself, validating and checking her actions, constantly monitoring and controlling her environment - in essence her rational mind- could just - Switch Off. She described that moment of switching off as being akin to when a magician asks you to turn over the card you where holding, for you to discover that its transformed from the two of clubs to the queen of hearts. You know instantly that it was impossible, and yet at some deeper level your mind seems to accept it and tells you it was 'magic'.
Well, it was a lovely complement, and no doubt influenced by the fact that she'd not long finished her third orgasm of the session...she did have to earn them tho - HAHA!
So, I don't know if everyone sees submission the same way - but when I'm talking with some of you phonesex addicts, dominating you on the phone, have you submit to the sound of my voice, I sense that more than one of you will be able to relate to Angel's insights.
I'm online now, so if you want to feel weave an illusion or two for you - you know what to do - Call me!
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