Blackmail

Giving...

So I had an awesome call just now that inspired me to blog...it was  when the subject of saving someone from themselves came up (in the context of blackmail fetish!) my caller's response was "Never deprive anyone of the awesome feeling they get from giving".

This is a fetish like no other.   You meet, you grow closer, you exchange intimacies, then one of you proceeds to exploit those intimacies for their own gain, often financial.

Where is the buzz? I hear you ask...well the buzz, a bit like with financial domination, can be elusive and ever so hard to grasp, but when it clicks...it can be breath taking - for all involved! HAHA!

Imagine the situation; someone is committed to giving up every modicum of control to another.  What better way to do it than to deliver into their lap all the means you can find to enable them to extort what they want from you, threaten to destroy you and ultimately shatter your world if you fail to comply with their every whim?

Too much, you say? I'm inclined to agree, but, for the devotee of this most committed of fetishes, the desire to be utterly at the mercy of another, the feeling of their life only existing in the form it presently does, because of the indulgent whim of someone who regards you s nothing more than a play thing or cash dispenser can be electrifying.

Having no choice but obeying.

Having no choice but complying.

Having no choice but to become whatever that other entity, that master....that OWNER decides you will become.

It is a form of total power exchange, and with it comes all of the issues of the more "mainstream" form of this kind of play, but laced irrevocably into this fetish is the very real aspect of consensual non-consent.  If I fail to follow instruction, personal information can and will leak out into the world, threatening my 'cosy' little setup.

So, for such a stark topic I will leave the post short and sweet, suffice it to say, that I will be online for the next few hours taking calls, your secrets are safe with me...unless you tell me that they shouldn't be! HAHA!!


Call me.

AB/DL fetish

Grettings all!


Well, finally it feels like spring is on it's way, and typically that means that the sap starts rising and some of the kinkier sides of people begin to creep out of "winter hibernation".

So, I  thought for this post I would look into the intriguing and kinky land of AB/DL, which to the uninitiated is the abbreviation for Adult Baby / Diaper Lover.

Now before you grab your pitchforks and begin to make associations with child abuse or under-age sexual activities, let me begin by reassuring you, that although this can seem edgy to some, this fetish exists firmly within the confines of Risk Aware Consensual Kink (or SSC if you prefer that acronym), and recognition of one of the risks of anything involving age play of any kind is, of course, that it mustn't be seen to give permission for any ACTUAL under-age play of any sort (pseudo-consensual or otherwise).


So with that little "disclaimer" out of the way, it probably also worth noting that the amalgamation of the Adult Baby fetish together with the Diaper Lovers fetish doesn't always make for happy playmates, as the two fetishes only really seem to share diapers (and perhaps loss of control/submission) as common ground.

For those of us on this side of the pond, the word nappy is used in contrast to  (the vastly inferior US word ;-] ) "diaper" to describe that object of common interest, and both groups seem to spend a good deal of time focussed on nappies (or diapers); the feel of them, their construction, their absorbency, and, for some, the look of them is also critically important.

As always my interest and curiosity becomes much sharper when I receive a phonesex call from someone keen to explore that fetish, and of course AB/DL is no exception, but one of the interesting things about these calls is that the range and style of the domination is broader than most, and in particular, for the Adult Babies, is very broad.


Take for example the topic of my last entry, when I blogged on macrophilia.  It's very rare in those calls when the caring or nurturing side of the dominant party ever manifests. In contrast the AB fetishists might need everything from a loving caring nurturing "parent" figure, a lover... all the way through to a super strict disciplinarian, corporal punishment and humiliation.  In contrast the DL's arousal "sweet spot" tends to exist at the more degrading end of the spectrum and often see their nappies as an object of humiliation, being "forced" to wear them and use them, perhaps without control over who sees them in such an embarrassing state.


So, of course, for me it gets particularly interesting when I have the chance to exploit those particular fetishes and draw some of that delicious submissive energy out of my willing callers.  Weaving hypnotic fantasies that nurture and coddle, weaken control of bladders, and bring about that pure, innocent submission,  or perhaps  draw spine tingling attention at the utterly humiliating way that your bottom bulges because of the big, thick (and maybe soaking wet) nappy between your legs, that you are compelled to wear.


The fantasies can be as pure or as nasty as they get, and that is certainly a big part of what makes this fetish so interesting.  The contrast between a fresh, snuggly, playful little one, ready for cuddles or a bedtime story...all the way through to the dirty, naughty little sex fiend, all bound up in their nasty diaper being made to do the most degrading and humiliating things...orgasms denied, or maybe forced, and with the constant threat of a spanking if they misbehave.

Haha!


So is this one that speaks to you? Do you have a secret inner little one waiting to get out, or maybe the idea of giving up THAT level of control stimulates something deep down that lets you drift into your darker, submissive side? Either way, I'll be taking calls for the next few hours, if you feel inspired to explore this or any other fetish or fantasies; Call me!

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!

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.

Filthy dirty... Phonesex

So...as most of you already know, (and have first hand experience of) I provide online phonesex services for financial reward. A few of my friends are aware of this fact, and as you can imagine have a healthy curiosity about the nature of the calls, and what goes on etc... Don't worry! Like any professional, all confidentialities are observed. (Although, if I *were* to share more details (fetishes, positions, devices....),  the names of the participants needn't be changed to preserve their innocence...because *most* of the stuff we talk about... well... innocent? - it ain't!). HAHA!

But, alongside the general questions, a friend recently asked me if I preferred the longer calls or the the shorter ones. Just to give a little context - this was after I mentioned that I'd had a two hour long call earlier that day, and had bragged that my personal record was a single call of 6 hours (and yes, that one was with a lady).

So it got me to thinking about whether there was an optimal length of call for me? Needless to say the really short (< 3 mins) calls with new callers are pretty hard to get engaged with.  I can read people pretty quickly, but unless they give me a detailed breakdown of the fantasy or kink they'd like to explore (or they are a regular caller and I already know them!), 3-4 minutes is isn't much time to develop a really engaging fantasy. Beyond that little exception though, I had to answer that there really wasn't an optimal length of time. Some fantasies are so beautifully detailed (one in particular, which is about to head into "Part 4", springs to mind) and so engaging, that I can lose track of time myself, and begin to get immersed in the story we build. Ok, so needless to say, as a dominant straight guy, I'm probably not going to be as "lost" in the story as you will be, unless there are some sexy ladies involved... Haha! But you know what I mean!

So it was a pretty interesting discovery to make, comparing an engaging 90 minute call with an engaging 10 minute call, neither one is better for me (beyond the obvious $$$ difference)! The only challenge with the longer calls is fitting them into my tight schedule! HAHA!  The key to what makes a great session for me though, is a fantasy that has the right level of depth for the duration of the call, and that you are able to communicate to me the kind of experience you are looking for. Armed with that information I will blow your mind!

As any of you who have called me before will know, I have a vivid imagination and can dip in and out of all sorts of kinks, fetishes and scenes effortlessly and fluidly. I guess then that it isn't a great surprise that it doesn't come down to the duration of the call. It comes down to my ability to get inside your mind, and start pressing all those buttons...  setting your heart pounding, your head spinning and letting you experience a truly mesmerizing erotic adventure...  And if you haven't called me yet, well, read some of my feedback, and judge for yourself!

I'll be online for the next few hours, as usual, so whether you've called me before or not, and you fancy exploring a little filthy dirty phonesex fantasy, right now, you know what to do:
Call me.

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.

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.