Wow! It has been a long time since I blogged last. What can I say, I've been busy... HAHA!
For those of you who have been in touch, you'll have a fair idea of the adventures I've been getting up to, for the rest of you, lets just say that I've been living the dream! Debauchery, kink, and a few items kicked of my (imaginary) bucket list! Why imaginary you ask? Because bucket lists are for losers who don't actually do anything with their lives! My "bucket list" process goes something like this....I wake up, decide what I want to do today, then set about making it happen! And yes, sometimes the achievement of the goal takes a little bit of time and effort to realise, but isn't that part of the fun of life? Being in a position to pursue whatever it is that you want to achieve or experience?
Speaking of experiences, have you ever imagined what it would be like to know...deep down inside, that you are unfulfilled, that there is a part of you that isn't able to express itself, an experience that you crave, a fantasy of how you NEED to feel? ...Of course you do!
We've ALL had moments where we identify an aspect of our lives that could be improved, but not ALL of us instantly know what path to take in order to make the necessary changes. So what to do?
Well, one of the most rewarding aspects of doing what I do; not just online, in the phone-sex world, but out in the physical world too, is having the opportunity to connect with people who are looking to experience something....it might be something that they are able to define clearly, an experience they want to revisit or variation on a theme, but often, it's something they *feel* they need, a craving, a yearning for a particular type of experience, a state of mind that is hard to achieve in their day to day lives...and for me, being a part of that exploration is like a drug.
Take for example the latest little endeavour I've been working on: a previously dominant kinkster wanted to explore submission. It was daunting to them, the idea of finding someone to trust, someone with enough experience, imagination and the right temperament to be able to coax out those submissive traits, to train them, mould them to my own desires, whilst still managing to tailor the experience down the right track so that all of those hot, arousing buttons where pressed....well, for those of you that have spoken to me, you'll know that investing a few precious minutes in exploring with me yield HUGE returns, now imagine that face to face, being able to enjoy the physical as well as the mental...yeah...I think you can imagine the intensity of the experience...and YES, I collared that previously dominant kinkster, and now have a new living, breathing, fuck toy to add to my little collection! HAHA!
So for all you kinky perverts, fags, and losers, rest assured, I'm still here, still available, and ALWAYS ready to engage and explore with you, whatever your fantasy, kink or fetish, just understand that when you step into my world, it can be as intense, and arousing as you let it be...but most of all it can be addictive! You have been warned! HAHA!
I'll be online for the next few hours, so if you have something on your mind, a deviant sexual fantasy that you want to explore with a hot, straight dominant English guy, well...you know what to do - call me!
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Tuesday, 18 October 2016
Thursday, 16 April 2015
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.
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.
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!
Friday, 31 May 2013
Institutionalised
So, there I was, minding my own business, on a sunny day a couple of weeks ago (yes, the sun does *sometimes*shine in the UK!) when I hear a noise that makes me believe that someone maybe in some difficulties. I'm in a relatively public place at this point - so I know that there are plenty of people around to call upon if the situation is serious, but, before I know it, I find myself involved in helping someone (well two people actually) who'd got themselves into some 'difficulties' in their car...yes - they were a couple, and yes I got the distinct impression that they didn't expect to be needing help from me to *finish* what they had...started! LOL! Suffice it to say that the nature of the difficulties was not immediately apparent to the casual passer by, but once I'd done my bit, the couple had to seek further medical assistance!
Now, I'm not going to get into any of the specific details, (as you all know, I only get into the details here when its appropriate...or when I feel like it!) but that experience got me thinking about what "normal" behaviour in a car is, and what a "normal" reaction to what I saw would be ... them needing medical assistance would mean "normal" doctors, nurses and hospitals etc....and we all seem to be conditioned to act in certain ways in certain situations, and how a big part of kinkyland is SO definitely about breaking those taboos and behaving...well..oddly.
Its something that makes a lot of sense to me, and that is so apparent when talking to some of my callers. We often see or hear about fetishes/fantasies that challenge the normal conventions of behaviour. Take for example the hospital I mentioned ....the last time I was in one I couldn't help think about the "naughty nurse" who might want to give the patients a "special" bed-bath...or the adventures that we could get up to in the store cupboard with the young impressionable junior doctor...Why do these environments bring that side out? The liberal librarian, sneaking off between the stacks to masturbate over the latest 50 shades clone, or the police woman who might want to carry out a more intimate kind of interrogation (Hmmm - I wonder if I should add uniforms to the list of fetishes I want to blog about?). HAHA!
The way I see it is this; all of those environments have two things, firstly the individuals have a clear and "official" role to play, they are part of the fabric of an institution, implacable un-moving, dependable, geared towards the *normal* codes and standards...the uniform thing might be part of it too, I guess, but again, the thing that makes these situations HOT, is the *breach* of that formality...shredding the uniform/suits to reveal some kink-fuckery underneath, mis-using equipment (examination tables, truncheons (aka night sticks for our US brethren) handcuffs...) for uses that they weren't intended... and just generally getting near-naked, hot and sticky in places that were intended for less primal pursuits.
So...this entry wasn't really supposed to be a part of my "fetish" series - but its kinda worked out that way a bit. So now I'll close by saying this, to the caller that I most recently spoke to, perhaps, just perhaps, your hottest fantasy WILL come true, it all depends on your capacity to obey and serve! HAHAHA!
Now, I'll be online taking calls for the next few hours, as usual, so if you feel inspired to break some taboos of your own, or to mis-use some "equipment" you might have lying around at home (or at work if you feeling a bit more daring!)- HAHA! Then, you know what you have to do, just go ahead, pick up the phone and - CALL ME, now!
Now, I'm not going to get into any of the specific details, (as you all know, I only get into the details here when its appropriate...or when I feel like it!) but that experience got me thinking about what "normal" behaviour in a car is, and what a "normal" reaction to what I saw would be ... them needing medical assistance would mean "normal" doctors, nurses and hospitals etc....and we all seem to be conditioned to act in certain ways in certain situations, and how a big part of kinkyland is SO definitely about breaking those taboos and behaving...well..oddly.
Its something that makes a lot of sense to me, and that is so apparent when talking to some of my callers. We often see or hear about fetishes/fantasies that challenge the normal conventions of behaviour. Take for example the hospital I mentioned ....the last time I was in one I couldn't help think about the "naughty nurse" who might want to give the patients a "special" bed-bath...or the adventures that we could get up to in the store cupboard with the young impressionable junior doctor...Why do these environments bring that side out? The liberal librarian, sneaking off between the stacks to masturbate over the latest 50 shades clone, or the police woman who might want to carry out a more intimate kind of interrogation (Hmmm - I wonder if I should add uniforms to the list of fetishes I want to blog about?). HAHA!
The way I see it is this; all of those environments have two things, firstly the individuals have a clear and "official" role to play, they are part of the fabric of an institution, implacable un-moving, dependable, geared towards the *normal* codes and standards...the uniform thing might be part of it too, I guess, but again, the thing that makes these situations HOT, is the *breach* of that formality...shredding the uniform/suits to reveal some kink-fuckery underneath, mis-using equipment (examination tables, truncheons (aka night sticks for our US brethren) handcuffs...) for uses that they weren't intended... and just generally getting near-naked, hot and sticky in places that were intended for less primal pursuits.
So...this entry wasn't really supposed to be a part of my "fetish" series - but its kinda worked out that way a bit. So now I'll close by saying this, to the caller that I most recently spoke to, perhaps, just perhaps, your hottest fantasy WILL come true, it all depends on your capacity to obey and serve! HAHAHA!
Now, I'll be online taking calls for the next few hours, as usual, so if you feel inspired to break some taboos of your own, or to mis-use some "equipment" you might have lying around at home (or at work if you feeling a bit more daring!)- HAHA! Then, you know what you have to do, just go ahead, pick up the phone and - 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!
Thursday, 13 September 2012
95% real sexual encounters.
So, the evenings are starting to draw in again here in good old Blighty, which means that the wonderful summer of long warm days, short skirts and willing sluts is soon to be replaced with long warm coats, chunky sweaters, and ...yep you guessed it - willing sluts! HAHA!
It doesn't seem to make any difference how cold it is, how miserable the weather, or how thick the clothing... we still all love to fuck! Admittedly, there are some of us who like to stay 'on top' of the situation, whereas others like something a bit more, restrictive, shall we say? But none-the-less, dirty, filthy sex is what it boils down to.
Of course, given that my blog, is all about dirty, filthy phonesex, it only stands to reason that the adventures we go on, are going to be more mental, than physical. But, I read somewhere once that sexologists (yes, this is a real job) judge that sexuality, arousal and orgasm are all overwhelmingly mentally driven, with less than 5% of the stimulus being physical. I can't say I was surprised to learn that, after all, there are plenty of situations where we can be in receipt of physical stimulation without feeling even the tiniest twinge of arousal, even when, under other circumstances, those physical stimuli could be super-hot.
Take, for example, pain. Unless you are in a very small minority, you have to be mentally geared up to receive pain in a sexy way, and if you really think about it, once you are geared up that way, almost ANYTHING could be sexy; humiliation, degradation, worship of my sexy feet (and for some of you perverts almost everything IS sexy! HAHA!).
So in that case, doesn't it suggest that phonesex; and I mean GOOD phonesex, the kind that sets your heart thumping, the kind where you feel a genuine connection between the participants, the kind where you can almost taste the sex oozing up between you...THAT kind of phonesex is working you up in a frenzy of excitement, passion and lust that is that all important 95% of what you get in real life...and its probably the most important 95%, since even the very BEST physical 5% will still only be 5% of an experience.
Interesting thought, huh? The fact that, when you treat yourself to an experience like a really enjoyable phonesex session it really is the best part of a sexual encounter. And you lucky little fags get to talk to me! HAHA!
Trust me, you don't get consistently excellent feedback unless you are good at what you do. It doesn't mean I'm a mind reader, so let me know what you want. You can be subtle if you want, or blunt and to the point. Trust though that I will put MY spin on your fantasy. After all, I am a Dom, a real-man that knows what he likes, and knows how he wants things to go down, and if you are kind enough (or foolish enough!) to share your particular sexual fetish with me, you can guarantee that I will exploit that fact in the most erotic ways I can, to reduce you to a quivering, submissive little slut, ready to obey me totally. HAHA!
Sounds good doesn't it - so treat yourself, call me!
It doesn't seem to make any difference how cold it is, how miserable the weather, or how thick the clothing... we still all love to fuck! Admittedly, there are some of us who like to stay 'on top' of the situation, whereas others like something a bit more, restrictive, shall we say? But none-the-less, dirty, filthy sex is what it boils down to.
Of course, given that my blog, is all about dirty, filthy phonesex, it only stands to reason that the adventures we go on, are going to be more mental, than physical. But, I read somewhere once that sexologists (yes, this is a real job) judge that sexuality, arousal and orgasm are all overwhelmingly mentally driven, with less than 5% of the stimulus being physical. I can't say I was surprised to learn that, after all, there are plenty of situations where we can be in receipt of physical stimulation without feeling even the tiniest twinge of arousal, even when, under other circumstances, those physical stimuli could be super-hot.
Take, for example, pain. Unless you are in a very small minority, you have to be mentally geared up to receive pain in a sexy way, and if you really think about it, once you are geared up that way, almost ANYTHING could be sexy; humiliation, degradation, worship of my sexy feet (and for some of you perverts almost everything IS sexy! HAHA!).
So in that case, doesn't it suggest that phonesex; and I mean GOOD phonesex, the kind that sets your heart thumping, the kind where you feel a genuine connection between the participants, the kind where you can almost taste the sex oozing up between you...THAT kind of phonesex is working you up in a frenzy of excitement, passion and lust that is that all important 95% of what you get in real life...and its probably the most important 95%, since even the very BEST physical 5% will still only be 5% of an experience.
Interesting thought, huh? The fact that, when you treat yourself to an experience like a really enjoyable phonesex session it really is the best part of a sexual encounter. And you lucky little fags get to talk to me! HAHA!
Trust me, you don't get consistently excellent feedback unless you are good at what you do. It doesn't mean I'm a mind reader, so let me know what you want. You can be subtle if you want, or blunt and to the point. Trust though that I will put MY spin on your fantasy. After all, I am a Dom, a real-man that knows what he likes, and knows how he wants things to go down, and if you are kind enough (or foolish enough!) to share your particular sexual fetish with me, you can guarantee that I will exploit that fact in the most erotic ways I can, to reduce you to a quivering, submissive little slut, ready to obey me totally. HAHA!
Sounds good doesn't it - so treat yourself, call me!
Monday, 2 April 2012
Kinky Frolics and FREE Erotic-hypnosis
How many of you have noticed how those feelings of kinkyness seems to come in waves? Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that it ever *really* goes away, its just that, sometimes, you feel SO desperately kinky that nothing less than the most depraved kinky, fetish, phonesex will do.
You find yourself craving something a little bit... more, something a little bit... special.
Well, that's when you call me of course, silly.
It's when that urge really grips you, that you can have the HORNIEST phonesex you ever dreamt of - when you feel compelled to talk to someone, you feel SO submissive and dirty, and you just want to be used, abused and manipulated by a fit, sexy, arrogant, straight English guy...just like me! HAHA!
Well I guess the moon must be inline with Mars AND Venus, or something, because at the moment, in my estimation, we must be in a period of serious astrological kinkyness. The calls I've been taking have definitively brought me to the conclusion that you little pervert, fags, losers and wannabe whores must be absorbing some seriously twisted cosmic rays because you're going out of your tiny little horny minds!
I love it when I get those sorts of calls where I can hear just how hungry you are to have your reality twisted and massaged and eroticised by yours truly. Creating those vivid, red-hot experiences when we talk is something that I know you'll enjoy, and when I start speaking to you and I can hear that hunger in your voice, I KNOW its gonna be a another mind-blowing call. Hmmm - maybe mind-fucking call would be more appropriate! HAHA!
And... I've had ONE particularly enjoyable call that I would LOVE to share with you all, and maybe I will very soon - but I'm waiting to see if I was right about the effect of a certain...message I sent HAHA!
Oh yes ...which reminds me; for all you erotic hypnosis and hypno-fetish fans, I've no got my hypno induction recorded and ready for you to listen to over and over. I created this recording after some big time BEGGING from one of my little slaves who was desperate to experience Englishman style hypnosis on tap, So, listen to this recording in preparation for LIVE or custom made recordings, after all, if you're paying for a custom recording it would be SO much hotter if you were ALREADY pre-programmed to drop into a relaxing hypnotic trance WITHOUT having to go through all of that every time wouldn't it? HAHA! Of course it would.
Now, just for you, my loyal little blogees, I'm offering you a one-time chance to get my hypno-induction, (which is just over 15 minutes long and contains light erotic suggestions, and a trigger to help you get into trans more easily in future) for FREE...yes you heard me right FREE!
To qualify you must have paid for my services on Niteflirt in the past (recordings OR live sessions) and then send me a message on NF quoting this 'unique serial code' : HOTENGLISH69
HAHA! Now remember fags and losers, this recording is a short little taster, if you want more then - just ask...Oh and Ladies, if this kind of thing might be something you would like to experience too then rest assured we can create something deliciously unique for you too.
In the meantime - what are you waiting for? You want Jupiter to align with Uranus too??
HAHA!
Call me.
Thursday, 15 March 2012
The latest thing
So its phonesex blogging time again! Well, its true what they say - the more you use it - the bigger it gets...and boy - have I been using it ALOT! Its been SO stimulating, so,,,, invigorating to have the opportunity to have a little bit of a "workout" again lately - and it sure has got ALOT bigger!
What am I talking about? Well - what do YOU think you little perv! HAHA! To be honest - pretty much everything has gotten a workout lately - I've had a deluge of you little faggots lining up to worship me, grovel at my feet, or generally presenting yourselves for service, in whatever limited little ways you can.
Its been kinda nice - and got me thinking about the idea of compulsion. Have you ever felt SO motivated to act, SO desperate to carry out an action that it feels almost like an outside force is willing you, DRIVING you towards it? Try and think back, now, and let that memory surface, or if you prefer, just imagine what it might feel like to be COMPELLED to act. I'm not talking about some simple act like responding to that tingle at the end of your nose by scratching it, I'm talking about something MUCH more complex, and also MUCH more rewarding. Imagine being compelled to find a connection with someone, feeling like you need to reach out and touch someone in whatever way you can. Just desperate to be closer to them. Like a yearning - a yearning which makes you go through a sequence of actions almost like it was a dream, and all because the person you want to connect to told you to. Compulsion is a powerful feeling, and for the person on the receiving end I imagine that it will make you feel so safe, and secure and submissive that it would probably become addictive. I wonder how many of my little worms feel COMPELLED to call me everytime they see me on line? Do you... feel it now? HAHA!
I can't say I'm surprised if you do, if I was a pathetic little worm like you I'd be desperate to serve a REAL MAN like me! I've always know that I was better than pretty much everyone I met, one way or another, occasionally there might be a guy I met who was a heavier-build than me (for those of you who want know I've got a sprinter's build more than a powerlifter's), and might be able to shift more weights at the gym, but invariably they would be dumb as fuck. All in all - I am pretty much in the elite league. I've got the looks, the brain, the body AND the skills to turn your world upside down, twist your mind round, turn it inside out and THEN have you thank me for it! HAHA! And do you know what the crazy think is - I'm not even exagerating! Just check my feedback!
So if this is your first time checking out my blog then take the time to read back a little - get to know a little bit more about what makes me tick - and then, when you feel comfortable enough (or maybe UNcomfortable enough) pick up the phone and call me.
Monday, 12 December 2011
X-mas time!
Well the festive season is certainly here! Less than two weeks to go -so tell me... have you got all your preparations complete? Any last minute shopping or wrapping to do? Well - all my admin is done and dusted, presents are wrapped, cards sent out - I am the pinnacle of organised, disciplined, efficiency!
HAHA!
But then I guess that being organised and self-disciplined is one of the hallmarks of a dominant character. The outlook I have in life, by necessity, permeates into every aspect of all the different things I do. I know what I like, I know when I would like it, and - I ensure that the people around me deliver to those standards, it makes me happy when they deliver for me, and they, in return, get to enjoy being useful to me. Sounds perfect doesn't it? HAHA!
I've noticed that, both online and in real life, one of the ways that the world can be perceived is as a power exchange, between those that dominate and those that ARE dominated. Its seems so obvious, particularly at this time of the year, when so many weak minds are persuaded to part with their hard earned cash for the promise of happiness in the form of a new pair of jeans, or a bottle of perfume...whereas REAL happiness comes from first recognising who and what you are, and then seeking to find a way to express yourself for the benefit of others....too deep for you? HAHA! Well it is X-mas after all!
I have a couple of little subbies that, no matter how hard they try, they simply CANNOT achieve the things that they SAY they want to without my direction, without me holding them to a steady course. Sometimes that course will be nothing more than leaving them feeling utterly humiliated and used, all for for my pleasure and entertainment… other times it might be that I use their own sexuality and fetishes, twisted and blended to take them to new heights of sexual bliss…and for others still, for the ones that are prepared to make that extra commitment it will be to drive them and push them to achieve deep personal goals that they would simply NEVER achieve without me in their lives.
So…whatever you desire this x-mas, if you want to feel that thrill of dominant masculine energy, and experience what its like to be directly connected to an intelligent and articulate straight British Dom…then you know what to do – don’t you?.... Call me.
Tuesday, 29 November 2011
Wow - that's hot.
So, as I'm sure you will be aware I've been away for a while again. Real Life has a habit of making unavoidable demands sometimes, even when those demands are AWFULLY pleasant - it does sometimes mean that you can't be everywhere at once!
However, it has come to my attention that some of you needy little phonesex fags (and a couple of you naughty little subbie girlies) are in desperate need of some uniquely flavouredEnglishman Domination.
What's that you say? You don't know what flavour "Englishman Domination" is? Well, imagine this... you are in a comfortable place, sitting down, feeling safe and relaxed....and maybe just a *little* horny, can you imagine it? Take a moment - really picture that scene. Picture where you are sitting, what is around you, how it sounds in this safe familiar place, how it smells....and now feel that little tingle of hornyness...HAHA! That's right. You're feeling it already, and if, right now, you can only barely feel it, you might find that as you read on that it grows, and might even start pulsing ever so gently... THAT's just the start... because Englishman flavoured domination just gets juicier and juicier...
I have to confess that I get hard just thinking about how strung out you're going to get when you call - the fact that you are so ready to come and submit yourself to MY will - entrusting your reality to me for the time that we talk. Its so hot. THAT's what Englishman flavoured domination is all about. Its intense, rich, balanced, but above all it's raw sexual energy.
For all you fags, know this, I'm straight. Surprised? Don't be! Rather, imagine being dominatedby a cool, calm and collected straight English Master. You've got NOTHING but your uttersubmission to offer me. Well - I say nothing...I like having you worship my feet, sometimes I like inflicting pain and humiliation on those of you who deserve it, but most of all...the thing that really sets MY pulse racing when I answer the phone and we start sepaking... its that I KNOW you so desperately need me to control you.
You NEED me to take control of you and you need me to force you to bend to my will - to serve me, and to service me... and when we speak - when that all consuming sexual energy starts flowing, THATs the moment when that spark inside you will blossom into flame and you come to life for me.
That is Englishman flavoured domination.... care for a taste?
Call me.
Thursday, 18 August 2011
...and Another Triumphant Victory!
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Thursday, 28 July 2011
Summer Phonesex Slaves...just perfect!
Well - it seems as though my last post was something of an underestimate of things to come I have no fewer than five, yes FIVE!, new little phonesex faggots begging me, literally BEGGING me to spare them just an ounce of my precious time in the last couple weeks!
The summer really does seem to have an effect on you little subbies, sluts and sissies doesn't it?
Is it the warm weather?
To quote my favorite new pets of the moment (my new little 'worm') who is possibly the least eloquent slave I think I've EVER had the fortune to receive emails from, he says:
"..i have an insane desire to be used humiliate and degraded by you you are a Superior God..i am a idiot worm..."
Well - that may not come as no great surprise to those of you who have talked to me, and certainly, if your particular kink is to be dominated, degraded and humiliated for your own twisted sexual gratification - well then you've come to the right place. Although I'm straight, there is something very potent about pure submission. Its something to do with being able to engulf you, fill you, and suffocate you with my intoxicating power...not so that you benefit from it as such, just so that I can enjoy seeing the effects of my potency on your weak and pathetic little minds....its delicious...and the icing on the cake is that I'm getting all your £££s at the same time ...HAHA! That takes the power exchange from the purely mental into physical for me... That's what makes it real.
That said another little subbie of mine described my finest attribute as being my "exquisite and unique imagination, combined with pure masculine irresistible sexyness..." I liked that. Sounds like the recipe for a pure masculine irresistible PHONESEX experience! Doesn't that sound like JUST the thing you are looking for? HAHA! Of course I am!
As I've told a couple of my new ...err ....'toys'... there's got to be more than just a simple transactional exchange for my time in order for me to be REALLY interested in you... there's got to be a connection - something that I get out of the deal personally...when that happens - that's when you get the earth shattering experience that you are looking for, and its so EASY to make that happen.
Do you want to know the secret?
Well, all it takes for you to get the most mind blowing, ORGASMIC, phonesex... the kind of elite phonesex that feels like you've had your mind ravaged in the most sexually obscene way possible... all it takes is - genuine - submission ...that's all.... genuine submission on your part... think about that for a moment before you call me. When you pick up the phone ready to answer any and all questions I have, ready to obey, ready to be used in WHATEVER way I choose....that's when you get EXACTLY what you NEED... How does that work? You way ask yourself - Ha! Well - it works because I am a dominant, superior REAL MAN... just the kind you crave.
So - lets see what next week holds... any more little perverts just itching to explore your fantasies? If you've been thinking about getting in touch, then there's no time like the present - if I'm not online, then drop me an email, introduce yourself. Hesitation is not something you want to become a hall-mark of your life. If anything that you've read here, or even thought I might be hinting at, has giving you that little tingle of excitement that you want to pursue now, then pick up the phone and call me.
The summer really does seem to have an effect on you little subbies, sluts and sissies doesn't it?
Is it the warm weather?
To quote my favorite new pets of the moment (my new little 'worm') who is possibly the least eloquent slave I think I've EVER had the fortune to receive emails from, he says:
"..i have an insane desire to be used humiliate and degraded by you you are a Superior God..i am a idiot worm..."
Well - that may not come as no great surprise to those of you who have talked to me, and certainly, if your particular kink is to be dominated, degraded and humiliated for your own twisted sexual gratification - well then you've come to the right place. Although I'm straight, there is something very potent about pure submission. Its something to do with being able to engulf you, fill you, and suffocate you with my intoxicating power...not so that you benefit from it as such, just so that I can enjoy seeing the effects of my potency on your weak and pathetic little minds....its delicious...and the icing on the cake is that I'm getting all your £££s at the same time ...HAHA! That takes the power exchange from the purely mental into physical for me... That's what makes it real.
That said another little subbie of mine described my finest attribute as being my "exquisite and unique imagination, combined with pure masculine irresistible sexyness..." I liked that. Sounds like the recipe for a pure masculine irresistible PHONESEX experience! Doesn't that sound like JUST the thing you are looking for? HAHA! Of course I am!
As I've told a couple of my new ...err ....'toys'... there's got to be more than just a simple transactional exchange for my time in order for me to be REALLY interested in you... there's got to be a connection - something that I get out of the deal personally...when that happens - that's when you get the earth shattering experience that you are looking for, and its so EASY to make that happen.
Do you want to know the secret?
Well, all it takes for you to get the most mind blowing, ORGASMIC, phonesex... the kind of elite phonesex that feels like you've had your mind ravaged in the most sexually obscene way possible... all it takes is - genuine - submission ...that's all.... genuine submission on your part... think about that for a moment before you call me. When you pick up the phone ready to answer any and all questions I have, ready to obey, ready to be used in WHATEVER way I choose....that's when you get EXACTLY what you NEED... How does that work? You way ask yourself - Ha! Well - it works because I am a dominant, superior REAL MAN... just the kind you crave.
So - lets see what next week holds... any more little perverts just itching to explore your fantasies? If you've been thinking about getting in touch, then there's no time like the present - if I'm not online, then drop me an email, introduce yourself. Hesitation is not something you want to become a hall-mark of your life. If anything that you've read here, or even thought I might be hinting at, has giving you that little tingle of excitement that you want to pursue now, then pick up the phone and call me.
Thursday, 14 July 2011
Hot - Summer - Kink
Well the summer is here and its BEAUTIFUL. Hot sunny days, perfect. Now, I realise that some of you superstitious little phonesex-addictted faggots might be thinking "oh no - he's jinxed it now! Its going to rain...blah blah..." But, it might not surprise you to hear that I don't believe in any of that crap.
The weather is what it is - and we make the most of it in whatever form it comes. Hot summer afternoons where you can stroll around wearing as little as possible with nothing on your feet but a pair of flip-flops feeling the cool breeze blowing by (HAHA! Yes Drew - that little foot-fetish reference was for you!) ... Or cooler evenings when some warmer clothes might be appropriate (but maybe not the furs *just* yet Bob..:-) - but soon...!)... Either way suits me... even rain and thunderstorms -cos' thunderstorms seem to have a particular effect on the fairer sex - at least on the slutty, dirty variety that I have a particular taste for (yes Luna...that means you! HAHA!).
Its seems that the summer time has brought alot of you little faggotty worms up just like the rain brings up real worms... the number of requests I've had to arrange kinky calls, or make some perverted custom recordings (and sometimes more!) has been great - all that lovely fag-cash to spend on whatever I like...I know that you guys (and the occasional girlie) have a soft spot just for lil' old me... and it only stands to reason that since I have the looks, the brains, the body and the attitude that people will recognise me as someone that they have to worship and adore... and the best way of doing that? Cold hard cash of course.
Oh? What's that? - I sound a little cocky and arrogant? Well - let me break it down for you... there is a fine line between arrogance and confidence. When its born out of nothing more than self belief and its oblivious to the reality of the outside world -THAT is pure arrogance...nothing else... its fragile and that little bubble can be pricked with nothing but a well chosen word or two
On the other hand... if you've taken a long hard look at the world and you've weighed and measured it...you've sought to understand and manipulate it... you've sought to test yourself against it....and THEN you've turned that same cold, hard, analytical eye in on yourself, and you've recognised that you have talents that very few possess, and that even fewer possess in combination. Well then - that's arrogance born from genuine supremacy.
And, my little faggotty friends, if we've had the chance to speak, if you've called to have phonesex with me (or if you've have seen the feedback I have on NF) then you will appreciate that my claims are not just the empty braying that so many are tempted to try and echo - but rather something of substance.
If you want to be humiliated and broken down so that you are exposed as the pathetic little pretender that you are... no problem - my intellect alone can dismantle you and penetrate your veneer of bullshit...add to that the fact that I have real physical presence (real as in a REAL MAN in the REAL WORLD) and I know that I look the part too...it means that I will dominate you intellectually, physically and emotionally.. yeah... that'll be intimidating for just about everyone...
Problem? not for me - because I'm comfortable with being dazzling, I've had it all my life.
People confiding in me that they were impressed with this particular aspect of me, or that particular aspect...does it go to my head? No! half the time those fuckers are wanting something from me...do they get it? Well - let me tell you a secret...if I feel that the person I am talking to needs and deserves some support - then I lend that support selflessly and with all the charm and warmth that you would expect from a true gentleman... It makes me feel good to be able to genuinely touch someone just when, and just where, they need to be touched....BUT- I also exercise judgement as to when its appropriate to share that charm, warmth and care - and believe me when I tell you that if you are ANYTHING but honest about what you need... honest with me AND honest with yourself...then you will be put firmly and unequivocally back in your place like the belly crawling faggot that you are...HAHA!
Since I'm sharing secrets today... you want to know the wierdest thing? I'm a straight guy - there's nothing about another guy that turns me on sexually (I'm not gonna labour this point - cos' you either believe me or not) But...girls, Girls, GIRLS! THEY are super fucking hot - I like looking at them touching them playing with them...even just typing these lines is getting me hard...but with all of that said - *sometimes* hearing one of you little faggots submitting to me just like a good girl...and hearing you humiliating yourself for my pleasure and entertainment...being prepared to dance to my tune and do WHATEVER it is that I decide is the best thing for you at THAT particular moment...being in a position to dominate and torment you with whatever it is that presses YOUR buttons...whether its my feet, my mind or my dark sadistic tendencies...when its right... fuck ....that *is* hot....Just like the summer! HAHA!
So...I'm online now and taking calls for the next few hours - so why don't you click on the links on the left and CALL ME, right now.
The weather is what it is - and we make the most of it in whatever form it comes. Hot summer afternoons where you can stroll around wearing as little as possible with nothing on your feet but a pair of flip-flops feeling the cool breeze blowing by (HAHA! Yes Drew - that little foot-fetish reference was for you!) ... Or cooler evenings when some warmer clothes might be appropriate (but maybe not the furs *just* yet Bob..:-) - but soon...!)... Either way suits me... even rain and thunderstorms -cos' thunderstorms seem to have a particular effect on the fairer sex - at least on the slutty, dirty variety that I have a particular taste for (yes Luna...that means you! HAHA!).
Its seems that the summer time has brought alot of you little faggotty worms up just like the rain brings up real worms... the number of requests I've had to arrange kinky calls, or make some perverted custom recordings (and sometimes more!) has been great - all that lovely fag-cash to spend on whatever I like...I know that you guys (and the occasional girlie) have a soft spot just for lil' old me... and it only stands to reason that since I have the looks, the brains, the body and the attitude that people will recognise me as someone that they have to worship and adore... and the best way of doing that? Cold hard cash of course.
Oh? What's that? - I sound a little cocky and arrogant? Well - let me break it down for you... there is a fine line between arrogance and confidence. When its born out of nothing more than self belief and its oblivious to the reality of the outside world -THAT is pure arrogance...nothing else... its fragile and that little bubble can be pricked with nothing but a well chosen word or two
On the other hand... if you've taken a long hard look at the world and you've weighed and measured it...you've sought to understand and manipulate it... you've sought to test yourself against it....and THEN you've turned that same cold, hard, analytical eye in on yourself, and you've recognised that you have talents that very few possess, and that even fewer possess in combination. Well then - that's arrogance born from genuine supremacy.
And, my little faggotty friends, if we've had the chance to speak, if you've called to have phonesex with me (or if you've have seen the feedback I have on NF) then you will appreciate that my claims are not just the empty braying that so many are tempted to try and echo - but rather something of substance.
If you want to be humiliated and broken down so that you are exposed as the pathetic little pretender that you are... no problem - my intellect alone can dismantle you and penetrate your veneer of bullshit...add to that the fact that I have real physical presence (real as in a REAL MAN in the REAL WORLD) and I know that I look the part too...it means that I will dominate you intellectually, physically and emotionally.. yeah... that'll be intimidating for just about everyone...
Problem? not for me - because I'm comfortable with being dazzling, I've had it all my life.
People confiding in me that they were impressed with this particular aspect of me, or that particular aspect...does it go to my head? No! half the time those fuckers are wanting something from me...do they get it? Well - let me tell you a secret...if I feel that the person I am talking to needs and deserves some support - then I lend that support selflessly and with all the charm and warmth that you would expect from a true gentleman... It makes me feel good to be able to genuinely touch someone just when, and just where, they need to be touched....BUT- I also exercise judgement as to when its appropriate to share that charm, warmth and care - and believe me when I tell you that if you are ANYTHING but honest about what you need... honest with me AND honest with yourself...then you will be put firmly and unequivocally back in your place like the belly crawling faggot that you are...HAHA!
Since I'm sharing secrets today... you want to know the wierdest thing? I'm a straight guy - there's nothing about another guy that turns me on sexually (I'm not gonna labour this point - cos' you either believe me or not) But...girls, Girls, GIRLS! THEY are super fucking hot - I like looking at them touching them playing with them...even just typing these lines is getting me hard...but with all of that said - *sometimes* hearing one of you little faggots submitting to me just like a good girl...and hearing you humiliating yourself for my pleasure and entertainment...being prepared to dance to my tune and do WHATEVER it is that I decide is the best thing for you at THAT particular moment...being in a position to dominate and torment you with whatever it is that presses YOUR buttons...whether its my feet, my mind or my dark sadistic tendencies...when its right... fuck ....that *is* hot....Just like the summer! HAHA!
So...I'm online now and taking calls for the next few hours - so why don't you click on the links on the left and CALL ME, right now.
Thursday, 9 June 2011
Elite Phonesex
What an intriguing title for a post...has it whet your appetite? HAHA! I'm sure it has... Let me tell you more...
So, if you're a regular reader/caller then it won't have escaped your attention that my availability on niteflirt, and online in general, has been much more limited lately than it was in recent months ..."YES!" I hear you cry - "But, why? Englishman, Why??" Well my little cherubs, let me explain...
Most of you are no doubt aware that, although I am a straight dominant guy, I enjoy dominating both woman AND men. I do this stuff in real life as well as on the phone, and I've been doing it for long enough (and have the right calibre of intellect) to have become pretty good at delving into your sometimes twisted, but always perverted, little minds in order to penetrate and revealing your dark little kinks and fetishes. Of course, that's why you call me (and if you have called you'll no doubt be aware that I a particular leaning towards, dare I say talent for, exploiting those little kinks in the most deliciously despicable ways!).
But, you also no doubt know that we can talk about almost anything you like, and that you know that you can rely on me to take the little morsels you give me, and weave them into a rich and emersive phone sex experience that will leave your head spinning.
Perfect.
So... None of that explains my elusiveness these last few weeks. Well, as I blogged before, I have been refining my skills... I have been studying... and have become intimately acquainted with some of the finer intricacies of ... hypnotic suggestion.
NOW, before you start to panic let me explain that ALL hypnosis is actually self hypnosis, and consequently it is impossible to hypnotise someone to do something that they have a fundamental objection to. That said, hypnosis is a powerful tool for overcoming internal blocks and distraction which might prevent you from experiencing your true heart's desires in their richest forms, and sometimes those desires can be truly powerful.
NOW do you start to understand...? HAHA! Has it got your heart thumping a little faster? So why don't you rest your hand on your chest right now, and tell me, as you notice the beating of your heart in your chest against your hand... you might notice the beginning of a very pleasant sensation. For some people it starts quite suddenly, almost like a rush of adrenaline, like that feeling you had when you discovered something that was so amazingly exciting that you thought you might have been dreaming... for others it builds more gently at first...almost like a relaxing tingly feeling... well that feeling is the sign that your subconscious mind is yearning to play. And if you have the confidence in someone to be able to place you into that state, well, the possibilities are genuinely only limited by your imagination... and the experiences that you can share when you are in that state have such power and such attraction that you just might feel that you have found a practitioner of Elite phonsex...
"Aha!" I hear you cry - "THAT'S what he meant" ... yes! The combination of the quality of my smooth voice, my English accent (for those of you not from the UK - I understand it is quite a powerful element) blended with an intelligence that is tuned into a more subtle and potent means of communication that almost feels like a lucid dream.... THAT is what Elite Phonesex is all about...
So do you find yourself tempted? If you still have your hand on your chest feel free to put it down now... HAHA! Don't worry... its not a sign that I have already got you under my control... just that you where enjoying what you were reading... if so, feel free to post a comment. I have some plans to make some recordings available through niteflirt at some point (time permitting) which will give you the chance to experience deep relaxation and then metaphor rich, hypnotic adventures...Any special requests? Well you know how to contact me.
And in the meantime, if you can't wait for the recordings, if you are craving that something special that you deserve... and you are lucky enough to catch me (usually during daytime hours UK time) then ...Call Me.
So, if you're a regular reader/caller then it won't have escaped your attention that my availability on niteflirt, and online in general, has been much more limited lately than it was in recent months ..."YES!" I hear you cry - "But, why? Englishman, Why??" Well my little cherubs, let me explain...
Most of you are no doubt aware that, although I am a straight dominant guy, I enjoy dominating both woman AND men. I do this stuff in real life as well as on the phone, and I've been doing it for long enough (and have the right calibre of intellect) to have become pretty good at delving into your sometimes twisted, but always perverted, little minds in order to penetrate and revealing your dark little kinks and fetishes. Of course, that's why you call me (and if you have called you'll no doubt be aware that I a particular leaning towards, dare I say talent for, exploiting those little kinks in the most deliciously despicable ways!).
But, you also no doubt know that we can talk about almost anything you like, and that you know that you can rely on me to take the little morsels you give me, and weave them into a rich and emersive phone sex experience that will leave your head spinning.
Perfect.
So... None of that explains my elusiveness these last few weeks. Well, as I blogged before, I have been refining my skills... I have been studying... and have become intimately acquainted with some of the finer intricacies of ... hypnotic suggestion.
NOW, before you start to panic let me explain that ALL hypnosis is actually self hypnosis, and consequently it is impossible to hypnotise someone to do something that they have a fundamental objection to. That said, hypnosis is a powerful tool for overcoming internal blocks and distraction which might prevent you from experiencing your true heart's desires in their richest forms, and sometimes those desires can be truly powerful.
NOW do you start to understand...? HAHA! Has it got your heart thumping a little faster? So why don't you rest your hand on your chest right now, and tell me, as you notice the beating of your heart in your chest against your hand... you might notice the beginning of a very pleasant sensation. For some people it starts quite suddenly, almost like a rush of adrenaline, like that feeling you had when you discovered something that was so amazingly exciting that you thought you might have been dreaming... for others it builds more gently at first...almost like a relaxing tingly feeling... well that feeling is the sign that your subconscious mind is yearning to play. And if you have the confidence in someone to be able to place you into that state, well, the possibilities are genuinely only limited by your imagination... and the experiences that you can share when you are in that state have such power and such attraction that you just might feel that you have found a practitioner of Elite phonsex...
"Aha!" I hear you cry - "THAT'S what he meant" ... yes! The combination of the quality of my smooth voice, my English accent (for those of you not from the UK - I understand it is quite a powerful element) blended with an intelligence that is tuned into a more subtle and potent means of communication that almost feels like a lucid dream.... THAT is what Elite Phonesex is all about...
So do you find yourself tempted? If you still have your hand on your chest feel free to put it down now... HAHA! Don't worry... its not a sign that I have already got you under my control... just that you where enjoying what you were reading... if so, feel free to post a comment. I have some plans to make some recordings available through niteflirt at some point (time permitting) which will give you the chance to experience deep relaxation and then metaphor rich, hypnotic adventures...Any special requests? Well you know how to contact me.
And in the meantime, if you can't wait for the recordings, if you are craving that something special that you deserve... and you are lucky enough to catch me (usually during daytime hours UK time) then ...Call Me.
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