We have been promoting a special text only No Pain No Gain NOvember special, and if you’ve seen the flyers for it, then you know it’s heavy on the pain play and CBT. If you haven’t seen this promotion on cock control, and it’s the first time you’re hearing about it, then come hither, because we’re halfway through NOvember, and I wouldn’t want you to miss out on an opportunity for us to beat the hell out of you. And quick reminder that it’s also LDW’s 22nd phone sex anniversary month.
No Pain No Gain NOvember With The Ebony Femdom
If you are a self proclaimed pain slut, who is serious about pain play and enjoys the sting of a whip, the burn of a paddle, and delights in the way your knees buckle when you’re kicked in the balls, then our Multi-Mistress No Pain No Gain November is for you. Remember that there are conditions to getting the free minutes and please read Miss Becky’s blog post for more information on the rules. And if you need even more encouragement to explore pain play, you can click play and listen to why I love pain play, below.
What The Ebony Femdom Loves About Pain Play
To be blunt, I think men should always have to pay for women’s time and attention, whether you’re paying monetarily or with your flesh. Which of course you’re going to be paying with both, because my time is not free, and I believe in making men pay in many different ways. Not just your own pain physically, but mental and emotional anguish. If you need an example of non-physical pain, go read my halloween blog train post and see what price Alen had to pay for his transgressions.
The Road To Duchess Willow Is Paved With Pain And Punishment
In all honesty I enjoy cursing men tf out when I’m in the mood to do so, verbal humiliation can be as subtle as reminding you why your dick is small, or as severe as telling you all those triggering truths that will send you spiraling.. which we won’t go into here because you’re not getting that for free. However you will never draw that out of me without first paying for the privilege, I like the block button more than I will ever like you. And you will be long forgotten after I send you to hell, because I usually can’t remember insignificants because I’m too busy focusing on the bois who delight me and know how to please me. As I’ve said there are different types of pain, and I will take pleasure from introducing you to all of them, should you be brave enough to call me.
Real Submissives Vs. Performative Pain Sluts
If you like the real deal type of pain play that leaves you marked and wobbling, you and I will get along just fine. If you’re a circus clown who doesn’t like following directions, you will only be cheating yourself, not me. Please keep in mind that you are paying for a service, that I intend for both of us to enjoy, but if you cheat yourself out of the experience, the onus is on you. Eat that failure.
Face Slapping Kink
This Blog Is For The Pain Play Lovers And The Sexy People
There are six of us participating in No Pain No Gain NOvember. You get the free minutes if you session with a minimum of two of us. Which means you absolutely can call more than two of us for a pain play text session, and all six of us if you’re feeling brave and all of us are available for a sexy texting session. Just remember, once you’re handed over to us, there’s NO going back. NO mercy. NO safe word. Just kidding, there’s a safe word, but we aren’t going to make it easy for you.
Calls With Duchess Willow During No Pain No Gain NOvember
You are welcome to call or purchase a text session any time this month, keep in mind you only get the free minutes if you add a Mistress and you have to pick one of the five ladies available to add to the session. We can still play one on one if you wish to do so. You can reach me by dialing 1-800-601-6975 and asking for Duchess Willow. If you would like a custom audio, please email me at willow@enchantrixempire.com and remember that there is a script writing fee added on if you don’t have one of your own. Please also use that email to contact me for text sessions, as I’m not always in front of my pc. Stay safe, and stay blessed.
Good day, I trust you’ve slept well, recovered from Mistress Lilly’s anal bobbing for apples, and gathered your strength for the next stop on the Halloween blog train: Ebony Femdom Dungeon – Caryatids in Ecstasy. This will be your journey into the world of the Ebony Femdom Dungeon. What will happen to you? (shrug) I cannot say for certain, it’s best you see for yourself. If by this time you have still missed any stops on the blog train, go back to the station and start with Mistress Constance. You may now enter the Ebony Femdom Dungeon. Enjoy your stay…..
Ebony Femdom Dungeon – Caryatids In Ecstasy
As the tour guide led the group up the grassy hill, explaining the historical relevance of many of the eroded statues and columns, the small group looked around. One man in particular seeming uninterested in most of the artifacts. “Here we will enter the underground temple and bath house.”
The man raised an eyebrow, seeing the tunnel entrance carved into the side of the hill. The entrance was narrow, and they had to enter single file, down the stone carved steps opening up to a wider walkway. Once they reached the inner temple, many gasped and commented, marveling at how well preserved the interior was compared to outside.
Running water could be heard throughout the marble chambers, and there was a large pool in the center, surrounded by stunning marble caryatids, supporting the ceiling. There were rows of them, but what made them so breathtaking was how realistic the sculptures were.
Every detail of them, all women, some curvy with wide hips and full breasts, others more slender, even their clothing was sculpted in such a way that the fabric flowed and clung to their bodies as if they were real.
Caryatids In Ecstasy
“These are the ‘Caryatids in Ecstasy’ named such due to the various erotic poses of each feminine form. They do appear almost to be alive and in the throes of pleasure, as they uphold the ceiling of the temple.”
“It is unclear exactly how old the temple is, or how it remains so well kept, while all that surrounds this area is in ruin. Some say it is because devotees still bring her offerings. The only thing we do know, judging from the architecture and phenotype of the statues, is that this was a temple of worship for the once mortal, deified African Goddess, named after the safsaf Willow tree.”
“The species of willow tree is native to South Africa and parts of the Congo, Egypt, and has also been seen in some areas of the Caribbean. Because of this, it is difficult to track down the exact origin of this Goddess, but she appears to be worshiped in many different areas of the world. Some myths believe she was an Ebony Witch Caribbean born to mixed Creole parents, others say she is an ancient Congolese deity, with some arguing that she is Egyptian. Even more of a mystery, is how she ended up being worshiped in Greece and Rome.”
“A more prominent story is that she traveled to Greece as a free woman, then Rome, and worked in the temple as a priestess, and also – since the Romans were known for their unusual fetishes – as a Dominatrix and companion to those who could afford her time and expertise. She was also a healer and well versed in herbology. In that regard she was also a knowledgeable conjurer and chastity witch. There are some artworks depicted of her, some with lovers, in the few preserved Roman wall paintings. Yet very little else is known about her, and her transition from mortal, to Goddess.”
Alen listened intently, his eyes scanning the walls, and sculptures, some with their arms raised, heads thrown back, expressions of bliss on their well chiseled features. Others had a hand, or both, disappearing between soft thighs, their positions so realistic he was almost tempted to reach out and touch them.
Curiosity Leads Back To The Ebony Femdom Dungeon
The tour concluded, with everyone heading back up to the surface. Alen turned back with a look of longing, staring at the curvy caryatids as they pleasured themselves, oblivious to his want. Finally he returned to the group. But later that night in his hotel room, he decided to do something daring, slipping into the night with a bottle of wine, and seeking out the hillside and its mysteries. The hotel he stayed at was not far from the ruins, which made it a popular tourist attraction. He walked for several minutes, he knew the area from memory, and made his way to the hill entrance.
Upon entering, the very first thing that struck him as strange, were the lit torches illuminating the inner temple. The tour guide was correct, the place didn’t look several hundred, or even thousand years old. Surely someone must be tending to it. As soon as he stepped into the center of the underground temple, the air felt weighted, echoing drops of water, rippling of the still active and well fed fountains from the aqueduct. And though it was probably just air from the tunnels, it sounded like something or someone was breathing.
Alen turned to look at the beautiful caryatids, gazing upon each one in all their splendor, when he noticed something else strange: An empty column. As if one of the caryatids were missing, and he could not unsee it, once the realization hit. His mind had to be playing tricks on him. Maybe the space was empty all along, the architects never finished this lone unfilled column, but no… all of them were filled before, he was sure of it. Scrambling for his phone, he scrolled through all the pictures he had taken, one of them being the missing caryatid. The picture confirmed there was in fact a statue in that exact spot.
Where Did The Missing Caryatid Go?
A chill ran up his spine, when after hearing the wind howling through the tunnels, he heard a woman’s playful laughter, and then nothing. Alen walked toward the empty column, immediately getting the hair raising sense that he was being watched. He turned but saw no one, but the other statues. The carytids had not moved, yet.. they seemed to have changed positions slightly. One of the statues had her head tilted towards him, licking her lips in invitation, her eyes appeared to be looking right at him. Alen laughed at himself, “statues can’t move,” he thought, and maybe he was tired and just needed to head back home.
“Are you here to make an offering Alexander?”
The husky woman’s voice coming from the direction of the empty column, made him jump. Alen turned to find a woman standing in front of the column, staring at him with curiosity in her eyes.
“Uhmmm… sorry, I’m not.. my name isn’t Alexander.” he replied. “Who are you?”
The woman ignored his question, stretching languidly and rolling her neck. Her body was covered in a sheer white Grecian one shoulder dress, with layers of fabric that clung to her curves. Alen found himself staring at the way she moved, turning to him once she’d finished stretching.
“So what are you calling yourself now, Alexander?”
Baffled, he shook his head, “my name is Alen… who are you? Where did you come from?”
“Hmmph,” she replied, “Alen, Alexander, close enough. Where is your offering?”
Catching himself staring at her once more, he snapped out of it long enough to answer her. “I don’t have an offering. I came here earlier with the tour group.”
“And you did not leave an offering then either?”
Confused, Alen asked, “what um.. what offering do I need to leave? And why won’t you tell me who you are? I didn’t see you with the group earlier.”
“Yes you did,” she offered, smiling. “You have much to offer me… Alexander.”
“My name is A-”
“Your name tonight, is Alexander.”
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Encountering The Goddess Of The Ebony Femdom Dungeon
He felt silly, this woman countering him so matter of factly, yet something in her tone, was having its own affect on him. “So… are you one of the devotees here or something? That why you’re wearing white?”
She took a step forward, the light illuminating her silhouette obscenely through the fabric that clung to her as she moved. “I am, no devotee,” she began, “people come here, to devote themselves.. to me. As have you.”
Her brown skin had an ethereal gleam to it, sparkling in the light, she chuckled. “People don’t return here in the middle of the night, unless they wish to leave something.”
Finally, she spoke to his earlier question, “I have many names. Duchess, Goddess, Mistress, Madame, Domina, along with my given name. Willow. And I am she.” She turned, gesturing to the empty column. “I don’t concern myself with… tourists.”
Alen had never taken much stock in the supernatural. But his curiosity made him less cautious and much more inquisitive. He rambled on, asking questions about the tour guide’s statements.
“How are you able to move from that column?” Alen asked.
“I can move, whenever I choose,” she replied.
“Am I the only one who can see you?”
“I reveal myself to whom I choose, as well,” she answered. “I know your tour guide comes here with different groups, I do not show myself to those unworthy masses. And no, you are not the only one, and I can tell you have your doubts… so…”
The Duchess stepped backwards, moving in such a way that she appeared to be retreating in reverse, like a movie being rewound, her dress moving up and off the floor, and then she stood in place, only for a few seconds, returning to her position in marble form, and then… her station went direct. Marble skin returning to its glistening brown luster, her long black hair swinging behind her.
Can All The Caryatids In The Ebony Femdom Dungeon Move?
It occurred to Alen that he could just be drunk, but looking down at the sealed red wine, he realized he hadn’t had a drink in several hours, and that he’d just watched a woman turn herself into marble.
Things began to unravel quickly, and soon everything he saw and heard would stop making sense. And sense… in her presence, would become irrelevant. “So you really are her? This place must be magic, but… forgive me I was told you’re a Dominatrix, too.. this place doesn’t look like a Femdom Dungeon, not like any I’ve seen.”
Willow laughed at his ramblings, “this place is whatever I deem it to be. Dungeon, temple, bath house, brothel. I am an art dealer, and the art I sell comes at a high price. Always has. So do you wish to have “that” experience? Me as your Dominatrix?”
She waited patiently for his answer, his realization that she was offering him a night of naughty deliciousness, in exchange for…..
Alen replied quickly, “yes… what’s your price?”
In an instant her body was pressed against him, backing him into one of the caryatids. The hard marble yielded to his body, the heat of her body and the warm to the touch marble, arousing every nerve in his body. He could feel one of her thighs pressed firmly against his groin, the heat of her mouth on his neck, as she leaned in to whisper in his ear.
Ebony Femdom Dungeon – Caryatids In Ecstasy
The Price Of A Night With The Duchess
“I want… the proceeds from the sale of your house. The one you inherited and hardly ever use. Every single acre of the land that comes with it. Sell it all.”
Alen balked, “my home? But that home was-”
“Given to you by your elders, and formerly a plantation. Honor me, honor all those who suffered on that land, and sell it. Think of it as liberation from your ancestors misdeeds. Surely that price will be fitting to honor me. And.. the deed to your New York condo, as I am looking to relocate soon.”
She was right, though he had no clue how she could know about the house or its history. He felt a growing sense of shame, remembering the stories he’d been told about what happened in that house. And yet his privilege never allowed him to have a second thought about how dishonorable owning such a piece of land, would seem to someone such as the woman who stood before him.
While he didn’t think of himself as a bad person, Alen would have never in a thousand years thought to sell his home for a night with an ancient Goddess, but something in her voice, and the softness of her body, and how quickly she moved, made him instantly weak, for whatever she could offer him, and with every passing second, he found himself wanting her more. And he didn’t need the house, he hadn’t visited the land in years, sure he could just sell it for this Goddess, it’s just a house after all.
At least she hadn’t asked for his soul.
An Honorable Sacrifice Made
“Pick up your phone. You will have enough signal, to do what is needed to be done.”
Surely enough, reaching into his pocket, he found his phone, made a call, sent a few texts, and within the following 24 to 48 hours, his house would be on the market, and the paperwork to his condo would be transferred over. It just seemed like the right thing to do. Anyone else he would have laughed in their face, but for some reason he couldn’t resist indulging this Goddess, his mind emptied as soon as she caressed him. He needed whatever light, shone from her glowing skin, and all he could do was say “yes.”
“Take my hand.”
She gave him an hour, but what she did to him, seemed to last an eternity. Alen lost his clothing, scattered on the mosaic floors, giving himself completely to her “art.” Everything around him began to shift, though he could not see what forces were in play. She led him to the marble altar and laid him down on his stomach. Beneath him, there was a hollowed space where his cock hung freely. Whispers of fabric appeared out of thin air, a thin, stretchy nylon was wrapped around his head. A silken gag in his mouth. He soon found himself encased in this sheer fabric. He could still breathe, but the stretchy nylon around his face made it impossible to see more than lights and shadows.
Bondage And Teasing
Once his entire body was cocooned in fabric, except for where his member hung exposed beneath him, the teasing began. Something tickled his feet, trailing up his legs and thighs, the sensation made him squirm and cry out, just as the tickling reached the crease of his backside.
As her hands played and delighted across his bound and exposed body, an echoing giggle could be heard from beneath the table, just as a warm, slippery hand wrapped around his cock. Alen shouted, gasping from the confines of his silken gag, as he was stroked and edged. He tried desperately not to lose control, but the hand was skilled in its teasing, and those mysterious fingers knew just where to rub, touch, and press. Hearing an excited squeal and laughter coming from beneath the table, along with unintelligible murmurs.
Whipping And Pain Play
Shortly afterward, and without warning, something struck his thighs with a stinging snap. He cried out again as the whipping with palm leaves began, and the teasing under the table continued. The stretchy sheer fabric only slightly dulled the sensation, allowing for the whipping torment to last longer, and when the whipping was done, the fabric was ripped open by sharp nails, digging into the fabric over his thighs, buttocks and back, revealing delicious red welts.
But her torment of him wasn’t done. The hand that did not belong to her or him, continued bringing and keeping him right on the edge, and then the heat of something slippery entered him, simultaneously, as something prickly brushed over his now exposed skin.
Willow Ebony Femdom Dungeon Caryatids In Ecstasy
The Sting Of Nettles And The Desperate Need Of Relief From Agony
His muffled cries only encouraged her further, “have you ever played with nettles?” she asked, a teasing tone in her voice. She knew he couldn’t answer, as whatever was plunged into his depths began moving in and out at her hand. His mind raced, with memories of foraging in the woods, being told which herbs were used for healing remedies, and that one in particular it would be wise not to touch. He didn’t have to wonder for long, what prickly plant she’d brushed across his skin. First it began to itch, the spread of it turning to a mild burning. The agony of the itching and burning with no way to relieve it. Alen wailed pitifully as the stinging inflamed his skin. When he tried to wiggle off the table he was held fast. An intense variety of sensations taking over.
Tastes, Sensations, And The Pleasures Of Ecstasy
She ungagged him only to allow him to beg. When the begging was satisfactory, the next wave ensued. Alen was terrified. Would there be more whipping, more pain, the itching and burning was so intense that his eyes began to water. He was taken off the table, blindfolded and led to the bath, soothing herbal waters relieved his nettle punishment. Delicious fruits and berries filled his mouth. His pain play continued with hot peppers burning his mouth. Alen moaned in discomfort, which was met by mocking laughter, and then milk, honey, soothed his tongue. The exploration continued with flesh, delivering tastes, feelings, and sounds, as his mouth, fingers, and cock were used to pleasure…. how many women were present he could not know. Soft fleshy thighs pressed against his face, plump aroused lips rubbed against his open mouth. Mounds of flesh and moans of ecstasy smothered him, as these women used his body. He surrendered to all as the Goddess of the temple, turned him every which way but loose.
Pleasure then pain, agony then ecstasy, again and again, she would swallow him whole spit him out and then devour him once more. Time was non existent as she took him to the depths of hell and resurrected him into the throes of passion. She rode him and fucked him and made him her whore, turning his world upside down. If there were 64 positions in the Kama Sutra she showed him 72 more, contorting him in ways he hadn’t known were possible. His body becoming a vessel for all she would delight in.
Denial And Longing For More
He began to feel as if he was going mad, when finally his hour came to an end. Once released, Alen looked around, disoriented and could not see anyone there except the Goddess. Her teasing, tormenting and taking pleasure from him, far surpassed anything he had ever experienced, with any woman. And he found himself craving. He dropped to his knees begging for more time with her.
“Dearest Mistress of all my desires, please.. I beg you do not release me. Please allow me more time with you.”
She looked down at him, caressing his damp, sweat covered face, and chuckled, “It’s Duchess, now.. to you. And your hour, is up.”
Appearing just as she had when he entered the temple, she smiled and allowed him to continue his pleading, clinging to her body, and lowering himself to kiss her feet. “You need to return home and finalize my, “offering.” Handing him a paper scroll wrapped with a blue ribbon with a blue wax seal, and gave him his instructions, “you will find everything needed on that piece of paper. What name to use, where to send your offering, and when to have the condo ready for me. I will see you soon, Alexander.”
The Disappearing Ebony Goddess In The Temple
Alen looked up, and found he was alone in the temple. The only indicator that his encounter was real, was the slight lingering itchiness and redness on his back and thighs, and the ache in his cock. The paper did indeed have all the information. Turning toward the missing caryatid, he discovered she was missing no more. The exact likeness of The Duchess, head held high, posing and staring into the distance. Her curves just as they had been against his willing body.
A year passed since he sold his home and handed her the deed to his condo. He saw her very little and only in passing. He would return to his new home after checking on her and hearing strange noises and laughter, coming from the condo she now owned. Crestfallen, his life returned to normal, with the occasional questioning and disbelief that he would give away his properties and such a large body of land. He would always deflect, changing the subject and insisting he was happier with such a burden gone. He told no one about the ethereal Mistress that turned him into a human pretzel, made him sing like a canary, and showed him the vast spectrum from pain to pleasure. He remembered every detail vividly, and knew no one would believe his accounts. But no matter how surreal his memories of her were, he could never replicate the sensations. He went to several Mistresses who specialized in pain play, visited companions, but none could replicate her touch.
Return To The Temple Of The Ebony Femdom
He returned to the temple a month later, on the anniversary of their meeting. The temple was the same as before, not a statue or painting out of place, torches lit. Studying each of the caryatids, he stood in front of her statue, looking longingly at her marbleized beauty. Finally, he turned to leave.
“You’ve served me well, in and out of the dungeon, Alexander.”
Alen whirled around to find her standing before him. “But, how are you… here??” he asked, noticing the once again empty space. The Duchess held out her hand. “I know I have been distant,” she cooed, luring him into her arms, his head against her breasts. “It is time for me to give you, your reward, for being such a loyal devotee.”
Gently easing his head from her chest, she guided him over to the empty pillar space. “Your place, is with me now.”
Feeling a slight sense of unnease, Alen protested, “I don’t understand..” When he tried to move from the spot she led him to, he found his feet held fast. “What’s happening??? I can’t move… help me!”
The Duchess smiled and stroked his cheek, “I am helping you, beloved. As I said.. your place, is with me now.”
Alen watched in horror, looking down and seeing his feet become marble, spreading upwards across his body.
“You will guard my temple, as all caryatids do, from enemies, and protect it from trespassers. You will never grow old. You will never feel pain. And you will always be welcome, to the pleasures here. My greatest Telamon, Alexander.”
By the time she finished speaking her words into him, his body had been transformed, now a strong, perfectly sculpted male atlas. Even more beautiful than he had been in living form. The Duchess smiled at her newest creation, took a look around at her frozen, immortal beauties, and exited the temple, ascending the steps to the surface.
Something Strange In The Temple Of The African Goddess
A month afterward, another tour group visited the temple. The tour guide reciting the history of the African Goddess temple same as she had before. When they reached the inner bath house, the tour guide facing the group, then turned as she was speaking.
“The caryatids offer not only beauty, but support to the…”
The tour guide gasped, seeing what stood before her. “That’s not possible! There’s never been a male statue in here…” her voice trailed off, staring at the perfectly chiseled Telamon. The group murmuring among themselves. Once the tour was done, the tour guide made a few calls. “I need to know what’s going on! It’s just there as if it had always been. I don’t know where it came from, no one could have stolen the female statue or placed it without being seen.”
Returning by herself, just as the sun set, she stared at the male statue, taking a few pictures for her report, and shaking her head. “Not possible..” And as she turned to leave, heard a man’s voice, calling her name. The sight she saw when she turned around, made her drop her phone, her face turning white as a sheet.
This Concludes Your Stay At The Ebony Femdom Dungeon – Caryatids In Ecstasy
I hope you enjoyed your visit to the Ebony Femdom Dungeon – Caryatids in Ecstasy. You can return as my thrall any time you desire, by calling me at 1-800-601-6975 and asking for Duchess Willow. Now it’s time for the LAST STOP on the Halloween blog train, get ready for Mistress Kennedy and the den of sissy bimbo vampires.
You never know who you might see at Femdom Fridays online, on Twitter X and you also never know what might happen. Case in point: The spanking domino effect that occurred this past Friday where one unlucky subby got a very big spanking punishment. How many spankings did one sub get, and is this the norm for Femdom Fridays?
Ebony Femdom Fridays – Enchantrix Femdom Fridays
The first thing to align yourself with, is that there is no norm for Femdom Fridays. Anything can happen, and depending on how many ladies are in attendance, things can get wild and crazy. Every Friday we have a different host, and a different topic, sometimes we play games, and this event takes place on twitter (make sure you’re following me on twitter) and in our community kink chatroom. Are there prizes? The prize is being in our company and getting to know us for an hour outside of paid sessions. And we are a gift, so there’s your prize. We do, however, reserve the right to hand out punishments.
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Spanking Femdom Fridays
So what happens when a subby makes the mistake of flapping their jaws a little too much? Mistress Nadia happens. And oh boy you do not want to get a punishment from Miss Nadia, if you don’t enjoy pain. Remember that there are different types of pain. But this particular Friday, pain was very much physical, and in the form of SEVERAL Femdom spankings. We may have started with, 20? 50? I was laughing to hard to count, all I know is that I helped add spanks to the punishment. If you’d like to know just how many spankings this sub got, you’ll have to join us on Enchantrix Empire for an up to date recap.
Writing Assignments For Naughty Submissives
Similarly to my “things to do on an ignore call” someone got a writing punishment. Think, writing “I will not pass notes in class” being written on the chalkboard, except… a whole and very lengthy essay assignment from Miss Becky. I am a fan of writing punishment. So you’d better be on your best behavior, because I also love handing out the opposite of an enjoyable assignment, and one that will cause you considerable discomfort. Also, there are several of us, you wouldn’t want us giving each other any ideas now would you? Not that it matters, you will always get, exactly what you deserve. And majority rules.
Other Things You Might Not Know About Multi-Mistress Gatherings
Aside from expect the unexpected, if you are ever in the mood and the market to have a multi-mistress Femdom Friday of your own, we offer phone and text, and custom audios. That means you could have your very own teasing multi-mistress phone sex audio from the store, or a custom audio with us reading your naughty script. There is no limit on how many Mistresses you can have on a custom audio, so long as it’s in your budget.
No Pain No Gain November With The Ebony Femdom And Friends Is Coming
More details on No Pain No Gain November coming soon. In the mean time if you would like to call me just dial 1-800-601-6975 and ask for Duchess Willow. Stay safe and stay blessed. Also, don’t forget about this year’s current Femdom Dungeon themed Halloween blog train. Mine will be up toward the end of the month. Make sure you’re collecting all those scavenger hunt keys.
You never know who might show up. Join us for Femdom Friday’s at 7pm on twitter X. Find me on Twitter X: @DuchessWillow_ and @Duchess_Willow and make sure you’re following all of us.
Ebony Femdom Masturbation Trance allows you to get out of your own head for a while. What you’re getting when you choose The H.E.R. experience, is a woman well versed in imaginative roleplay fantasy, science fiction enthusiasm, and an understanding that whatever the mind makes real, becomes real for you. So I want to talk about having a very real experience, with getting out of your own head.
Ebony Femdom Masturbation Trance
Similarly to meditation, when you are being guided by someone who has experience in the erotic arts, they are going to take you on a journey mentally. That journey may be subject to the individual, and if you are similar to myself, all that means is that you will have the immediate response which is arousal, and the delayed response which is the programming. You might wake up a week from now remembering the intense session you had with me and become instantly hard thinking about what my voice and guidance did to your body, but there is also a connection that becomes an addiction. Some addictions aren’t necessarily bad for you, but there are people like myself, who enjoy the “fantasy” of the loss of control.
Why Erotic Meditation Is So Addictive
Femdom is a layer of women dominating and the submissive giving up control to that dominant. Similarly, mind control, erotic meditation, and masturbation trance are forms of surrendering control. You want to give up control for many different reasons, the end result being therapeutic. Masturbation trance is about giving you that release, and allowing someone else to take the lead. The drop into subspace being your liberation. So while you might think, “I just want to get off,” there’s actually something psychological happening at the same time.
Erotic Trance With The Ebony Femdom
I have done many different scenarios with callers ranging from guided masturbation to even more diabolical fantasies where they are transformed. Into what? That all depends on the person, but it doesn’t have to be complicated. Whatever your specific fantasy, it’s something that excites you and turns you on. Is mind control real? It’s real if your mind makes it real, and for some your mental willfulness and your desire is all it takes. So what do you need for a masturbation trance session?
What To Bring For A Masturbation Trance Session
You will need a nice quiet environment, a comfortable place to sit or recline, and to make sure you won’t be interrupted. A trance session can last as long as you want it to, generally I advise anywhere from 30 minutes to an hour for the desired effect. Ultimately it’s up to you how long you want your experience to last.
Masturbation Trance Audios And Text Sessions
In case you are unaware, you can do trance sessions via text, if you are unable to talk and prefer to type. Texting trances are very popular on chat sites and in the virtual world, and are available with me via skype or discord, I also have my own chatroom on my blog. Things to keep in mind: I do not monitor skype or discord 24/7 so if you have a question about this service, it’s best to email me. Another thing to keep in mind is that I keep free chats short and to the point.
Quick Questions Vs. Kinky Consultations
If you have a quick question and you decide that your quick question has a more detailed dialogue needed, it’s best to either call and we can do a quick 10 minute consultation over the phone or a 10 minute text session. This would be a paid consultation and would allow you the time and attention to get whatever your question is, answered. This helps me, to help you. Another option is my email package. I have both a daily and a weekly email package. The weekly you can purchase in the phone sex assignments store, and for the daily package please email me at willow@enchantrixempire.com. If you have a trance masturbation script you’d like me to read, custom audios are available for purchase. I also have ready to buy Ebony Femdom Audios in the phone sex audios store, go here to my aural delights blog to get free audio samples and previews of available audios.
Call The Ebony Femdom For Masturbation Trance
Ready to take the plunge and lose your head for a while? All you have to do is dial 1-800-601-6975 and ask for Duchess Willow. I look forward to playing around in your head, and having fun with you. Stay safe and stay blessed.
With the Strokeathon 2024 coming up, I wanted to make sure my readers were aware of all the services I offer. I know there’s a lot of information here and it can sometimes be overwhelming, but I want to help you, help me. With that here’s a quick review and outline of my phone sex audios for sale and some of the many other Ebony Femdom audios and services I offer. The links go straight to the individual audios. Additionally I also have a phone sex assignments page located on the first class erotica hub.
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Ebony Femdom Audios And Services
Just in case you’re hooked and decide you need more of my voice and kinky mind, here’s a sample of some of my other offerings:
Ebony Femdom Cock Trance Length: 17:48 Minutes. Mind control isn’t real.. or is it? You may find yourself questioning your sanity, and hopelessly addicted to my voice, and what I do to you cock, once you finish.
Ebony Femdom Duchess Willow 3D Gooning Pornosexual Length – 6:11 minutes. This one is for the gooning, trance lovers. In MP4 video format. Stare at the screen, listen to my voice, and go blank, while you stroke.
Ebony Femdom Duchess Willow Limp Penis CBT Instruction Length: 5:44 minutes. This audio was inspired by a man who couldn’t use his words and missed a delicious opportunity when he fumbled the bag. It is as funny as it is humiliating. You might even catch a whiff of second hand embarrassment for the poor soul.
White Male Sissy Verbal Humiliation by Duchess Willow Length – 5:53 minutes. If you crave degradation with a sweet sting, sissy, this is for you. You’re so pathetic there’s no category for your disappointing meat sack.
Be A Good Toy Induction Trance Length: 3:10 Short and sweet, if you like mindfuck, erotic meditation and mind control, this will jump start your journey.
Ebony Femdom Cock Mantra Length: 5:19 More mind control bliss. This time in dick form. Do you love cock? Are you a dick licker? You can surely pass the test, can’t you?
Ebony Giantess Asscrack Island Length: 26:55 If you enjoyed our Giantess Island themed start to summer, and you love a big ole ebony ass, this one will smother you.. quite literally.
Gooning Masturbation Trance Length: 10:02 You thought the Ebony Femdom was just a cartoon, and discover her influence is very much real. Submit, and goon for Duchess.
I also have phone sex ringtones available, if you’re in need of a quick, humiliating fix, of Duchess Willow.
As mentioned above, I do custom audios as well. And a few of those started out as customs… just fyi. I also offer dick ratings, email and sms texting packages, virtual sessions and sexy texting only live sessions. My email and text package has just been updated and is now a weekly package with a lot of perks. It’s perfect for those of you with limited privacy, and sensual urges that need my attention. And in the event that text just won’t do, and you need to hear my voice for some Domination Phone Sex, and sensual ebony body worship just call me. Dial 1-800-601-6975 and ask for Duchess Willow. Enjoy the new audio, stay safe, and stay blessed.
Take The Ebony Femdom Sissy Strokeathon Challenge. Call Duchess Willow 1-800-601-6975
Did you have a fabulous Pride month? I certainly did, now let’s talk about the upcoming 2024 Strokeathon. Who says sissies can’t stroke? Especially when the majority of the time the little sluts can’t keep their hands off their appendages to save their lives. We’re going to put that ingrained urge to stroke and be sassy to work, darlings. Take the Ebony Femdom sissy Strokeathon challenge, and you won’t be penalized for putting your hands down your panties.
Ebony Femdom Sissy Strokeathon Challenge
Frilly pussy bois like to have fun, so why should the “fems” be excluded from the 2024 strokeathon? The strokeathon is named such because it’s for strokers. Some strokers might be manly men who like to pump and handfuck themselves into oblvion, but the fact is that the sissies, crossdresser, fembois and tgirls also…. like to stroke. So let me make this abundantly clear: The Strokeathon is rated E for EVERYONE (18+ or older). If you have a penis, and you want the attention and adoration of an audience of dominant women, now’s your chance. So let’s talk about entry and registration tings.
How To Join The 2024 Strokeathon
All you have to do if you’re interested in entering the strokeathon challenge, is purchase a 60 minute call through dispatch. When you call in you can get the details, FROM dispatch, as they will have all the details for you to keep things streamlined. As the event gets closer, you will be given instructions on the where’s and when’s. In the mean time, let’s discuss your stroke training, bois and gurls.
Ebony Femdom Sissy Strokeathon Challenge Training
If you want some preparatory training on being a strokeathon participant, all you need to do is call in for your guided masturbation and jerk off instruction. Remember, it’s a marathon, not a sprint. Well… that might not be true but… you might as well get 60 minutes of training in, since that’s what you need to enter. Rememeber that if you want to win a prize, you will have to perform, for us. Now’s not the time to be shy, and since any other time you lot are gagging to show off your dick, now you will get a prize for doing so… but only if you join the strokeathon.
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Strokeathon Prizes For The Winning “Stroker”
If you would like more information in general about how to join the 2024 strokeathon and what will be expected of you, please visit the daily cock strokeathon 2024 blog and please…. READ all the information there as it’s designed to help you. Bookmark the blog post if you need to. Oh… and there are prizes for 3 lucky winners. Up to a free 60 minute call if you are the last stroker standing.
The Strokeathon May Be The Only Time You’re Allowed To Cum
Normally I would exercise caution and advise control, but for the strokeathon, we want you to cum, absolutely. The strokeathon will take place on September 7th and there will be TWO time slots: 1pm and 8pm both EASTERN time. If you need help training, you can call or purchase a text session from sexy texting. You must have skype or discord for your text sessions and please email me first because I’m not always in front of my computer. And in case this was not obvious, you don’t have to be a sissy, to call for strokeathon training. I am simply letting you readers know, that all the dick strokers are welcome.
Ebony Femdom Sissy Strokeathon Challenge Training – Are You Ready?
If you’re ready to train to be the very best, winning stroker, sissy, femboy, gooner, jerkoff junkie, just call me. Dial 1-800-601-6975 and ask for Duchess Willow. May the best stroker win. Stay safe, and stay blessed.
Inclusion is very important to me, so celebrations of diversity are encouraged often, year round. But since it’s June, I’m going to encourage the bois, gurls, and non-binaries to let your feathers fly, and celebrate a kinky pride month 2024…. Ebony Femdom style. And it seems the “bois” didn’t skip a beat getting that freak on and out…
Pride Month 2024 With The Ebony Femdom
It seems the kinky rainbow brigade sent out a bat signal when June hit and the naughty bois turned every which way but loose. Everything from sissies, to BBC lovers, to cocksucking slutty bunnies, they come out of the woodwork in June. Not that I can blame them, if you live in the “North” once that weather gets warm something is activated from deep within. No matter your sexuality, this is the perfect month to explore. I will also note that Enchantrix Empire’s Sissy Pageant is this month, and you have until June 15th to enter. If you’re interested in the sissy fetish and joining the sissy pageant please go to Enchantrix Empire social and sign up. It’s free, and also read the sissy pageant blog on the daily cock.
Pride Month 2024 And Men’s Mental Health Awareness Month
We also care about mental health in the Ebony Femdom’s domain, so if you have a problem, and you need help, I urge you to get help. For those of you worried about stigma and fear, admitting you need to talk to “the lady” does not make you less of a man. Because as a man you absolutely should give a fuck about your mental and physical health. Sometimes talking to someone and unbottling some of your life stresses and frustrations can help you in more ways than one, and a licensed therapist can help you find coping and management skills that work for you. So get your head checked boo. And then go get you body checked, and then have a freaky good time this month.
June Is Duchess Willow’s Birthday Month
Please remember when Cancer season rolls around mid-month, that my birthday is June 29th. If you’d like to show your appreciation in the form of a gift, you can use my throne wishlist, or send a gift card to willow@enchantrixempire.com and if you want to say happy birthday to me directly, you can call me, you can also buy my content right here in the phone sex audios shop. I have a host of services here that I offer, and I love it when yall are attentive and read. Juneteenth is also this month, so for a non-monetary gift, to me, I would love if you read up on Juneteenth and write me a 500 word essay on what it is and why it was important.
I would also encourage you to get a “Pride” makeover in world. How do you do that? You call me and set up a session. Now before you do this, you will need a computer, basic knowledge of how the viewer works, and an account… and the viewer. Go here to our virtual world phone sex blog and read up on how to join us. It is advised that you play around with it before a session, because otherwise set up over phone or skype can eat up a lot of time, and you will have more time to play if you prepare first.
Pride Month 2024 And The Sissy Pageant
If you need help with the sissy pageant I would also advise you to call us or purchase a skype text session (or discord… we have that too), with skype or discord if you want to hop on cam and give us a show, you can do that. Make sure you have these devices installed and pay for your session first. Also if you were not aware, we have a sissy forum titled Get Girlie, some of the Enchantrix social members also chat there, and there are free audios in the forum for your listening pleasure. 😉 You can also listen to a free sample of our gooning masturbation audio there. (double wink)
Call Duchess Willow During Pride Month 2024
I have a wide interest within Femdom and BDSM and I’m also open to roleplays (within reason). If you’re a new to me caller, or new to the service caller, come on over and say hello. Dial 1-800-601-6975 and ask for Duchess Willow, The Ebony Femdom. Happy Pride and have a wonderful time being you. Stay safe and stay blessed.
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Happy belated May The Fourth Be With You. Sometimes you get inspiration from strange places and conversations. A couple of years back my cohorts hosted an in world blasphemy Femdom event, called cocksucker confessional. Now while I probably don’t get many “religious” themed calls, I did have a brief cameo in one of the videos sold from that event: A fallen black angel led down the path of debauchery and sinful pleasures. Which is where I got the idea for hookers with dicks in church.
Ebony Femdom Blasphemy – Hookers With Dicks In Church
If you have any sort of strong religious beliefs, the best time to stop reading was four sentences ago. The second best time to stop reading is now. Because it needs to be clear that I’m not religious and I have my own spiritual beliefs, so keep your preaching off my post. Furthermore if you read any of my ebony demon succubus stories, you’d know I give zero fucks about religion. Now for the fun stuff, I do in fact, get blasphemy phone sex calls, what’s interesting about these calls is that they usually don’t tell me straight away that this is what they want. I usually beat it out of them until they combust into self made cum puddles. So for this particular blog, we’re going to discuss an Ebony Femdom fantasy that involves both real, and artificial (strapons if you will), penises.
Hookers With Dicks In Church
So let’s just say you’re a wayward man who is finding his faith again, and you enter into a church that you “think” is simply a place of worship. You’re right, it is, but not the type of worship you think. And you immediately know something is off when the priest of the church, emerges straightening her robe, and smiling at you, whilst a buxom, curvy black woman saunters out of her private confines. The priest… ehm… priestess, asks if you would like to pray. You’re a little dumbfounded, because you’d always been taught that only men can lead a church, but you nod, and she beckons you forward.
Even More Hookers With Dicks In Church
As you rise from your church pew, you notice more women coming in, all of them dressed either provocatively or scantilly clad. “What’s going on here,” you wonder, but being a man, you blindly follow the Priestess and kneel before her as she places a hand on top of your head and begins murmuring something, with closed eyes and her head lolled back seemingly in bliss. It doesn’t sound like any prayer you’ve ever heard, and you squint and notice that it appears the Priestess is fondling herself under her robe, while tightening her grip on your head. “Open your mouth, and take the body of…..” You open your mouth and hear the voices of angels, humming of approval from feminine voices all around, and then…..
Ebony Femdom Blasphemy At The Church Of The Black Goddess
Suddenly and quite aggressively your mouth is filled with…. wait a minute. Could it really be a- You make a gurgled choking sound as the length of it fills your mouth. “Aaaahhhhhhh, yes, my boi…. suck and take it in.” The other women surround you and from your peripheral vision you can see them all making masturbatory gestures. Groping, stroking, and thrusting their hips. The sound of moans and sighs of pleasure. You keep sucking. The Priestess gasps, and suddenly pulls the long, thick object from your mouth, and proceeds to spray your face with a thick, white, substance.
Drink… In Rememberance Of Me
You lick your lips, grimacing expecting to taste the salty brine that is semen, but….. to your surprise, it’s got a sweet, nutty flavor. She chuckles, “cream of coconut” erupting into laughter, “I use it in my daiquiris all the time.” Blinking, you turn your head to look around and discover there are several women smiling and laughing at you. Some of them are wearing strapon harnesses, similar to the Priestess’ which squirts, and some….. have real cocks. Oh my.
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Eyes Wide Shut?
Finding yourself aroused and confused, you ask, “what kind of church is this???” The beautiful black woman arches an eyebrow, “church?” she says in a mocking tone, “boi this is no church. I just bought the building and decided to make it a commune for my ladies in waiting, sex workers, Dominatrices, transwomen, Ebony Strapon FemDommes and those like myself who enjoy kink.” The Ebony Witch conjurer smirks at you. That’s when you finally notice, the crucifix is a rather lewd one, and the stained glass windows are filled with images of women in varying sexual displays. The paintings are all women, many dominant, pegging men and sitting on their faces. One ass worship painting depicting a woman getting her ass eaten by an eager submissive.
Like A Prayer – Ebony Femdom Blasphemy
If you have a blasphemous fantasy that you’re timid to discuss with just anyone, I invite you to enter my chambers for a chat. Your religious beliefs are of no consequence, to me. There are many, Christian, Muslim, Jewish, Hindu, Buddhist, Wiccan, New Age Priestess, I care not. You just bring me your horny thoughts. Obviously, for many men of many religions, demoness women leading a church, and anal sex, and…. homosexual perversions are rather taboo, which makes for an exciting phone sex fantasy. So call me by dialing 1-800-601-6975 and ask for Duchess Willow. If you need assistance with a custom audio, or text session availability please email me at willow@enchantrixempire.com as I do not actively monitor skype or discord and your cold adding me there or attempting to hold a conversation with me will be ignored. I do hope I’ve made myself clear. Until then, stay safe, and stay blessed.
Two Mistress Femdom Phone Sex Calls are On Sale All April Long
Hey there, Ms Becky here! Surprise mofos! Me and Princess Andi wanted to swing by Duchess Willow’s blog and say hi to the white pussy ass cuck bois she demeans, degrades and humiliates on the daily. So, “hiya, losers”, LOL. And then I thought to myself, you know what would be super fun? If I could watch it happen myself- “it” being your absolute humiliation at Duchess Willow’s feet, of course. I don’t know why I am built the way I am, but I am, and my pussy gets positively drenched watching another mistress put a pathetic weak cuck in their place. That’s why I begged Enchantrix Empire to discount two mistress femdom phone sex calls this April- so that I can watch all the fierce mistresses provide tongue lashings to you fucking losers! And my evil planned worked… and now I get to watch you being degraded (on your dime- tee hee) BUT you get to save a little cash at the same time that you get all the humiliation you crave, that you deserve. Also, me and the girls were talking, and we would love it if you were able to bring us three together for a little extra fun, yeah?
Why Two Mistress Femdom Phone Sex Calls are Even More Humiliating Than 1:1 Calls
Two mistress calls allow you to be exposed, degraded and brutally mocked by a team of hardcore mistresses who want to use and abuse you for their own pleasure. Instead of showcasing your deficiencies and shortcomings to one mistress, there will be two of us, playing off each other, ensuring that each one of us is FULLY APPRAISED regarding what a filthy, dirty, worthless boy you are. Yeah? Would you like that, you fucking pathetic loser? Having more than one Mistress adds to the intensity, to the depth of your erotic humiliation experience. In addition to that, it means you are serving your purpose, does it not? Providing entertainment for mistresses is about the only thing most of you have to offer, isn’t that right? And nothing gets us hotter than having a hot sexy mistress to share a subby boy with- so you can feel good about providing your betters with some laughs, can’t you? And be honest, for the vast majority of you, that’s your only fucking contribution. Plus, it’s not like you can lay claim to any other ways to get our pussies nice and wet… right loser? And don’t you want to make us happy? Two mistress calls make us very happy indeed, and for a guy who can’t usually make one girl happy, that should feel really good, yea?
Maximizing Your Humiliation with Two Mistress Femdom Phone Sex Calls
So there is a couple of ways we could witness you being utterly broken and put in your place. Please note that the discount for Two Mistress calls applies to dispatched calls only, so it you want to save some bread, that would be the way to go. However, we are still able to connect via Skype so we can see you and watch all that beautiful pain and humiliation land on your face. Also, if you think you have what it takes to take on two of us for longer than 20 minutes, well, we will give you $11.80 off your call altogether. I look forward to watching The Duchess and Princess Andi break you like the bitch we all know you are. XOXO- Miss Becky
The Ebony Femdom invites you to the Spring Fling Kink Trivia Night, 3/21 8pm EST. Duchess Willow 1-800-601-6975
Back in December 23′ we had trivia night and it was a fun time had by all. Many of you have asked if we’ll do another trivia night any time soon, and that time has arrived. Our next chat event, Spring Fling Kink Trivia Night, will take place on Thursday, March 21st at 8pm Eastern.
Ebony Femdom – Spring Fling Kink Trivia Night
Here’s your chance to show off something other than that ashy dick nobody cares about. Show us your brains and knowledge of kink and BDSM, and you’ll get the kind of reward you wish those crusty dick pics got you. The adoration, attention, and praise of a chatroom full of Dominant women, and a little incentive for you to be on your best behavior and call us. Spring Fling Kink Trivia Night Prizes include:
1st place will get a 60-minute free call
2nd place will get a 30-minute free call
3rd place will get a 20-minute free call
Meet The Ebony Femdom In The Chatroom
Those of you who last joined know we had a full house, laughs and big winners during trivia. You can be the next big winner, and all you have to do is show up, get the most points for the most correct answers, and win free phone sex with the Mistress of your choice. With a free 60 minute, 30 minute, or 20 minute call, you can profess your hearts desires while getting the satisfaction you deserve for being a good boi. Speaking of good bois…
Free Phone Sex Minutes
If you’re a really good boi and purchase 30 minutes or more in session with us, you have a chance to win a free 10 minute call. Anything over 30 minutes paid calls are included in the drawing. So if for some reason you’re unable to play with us on trivia night, you still have more chances to win prizes this month. If you’re not already a member of Enchantrix Perks, you can also earn points from every paid call you make. Great for free minutes and discounts for all you horny regulars.
Reminder… When You Can’t Call The Ebony Femdom Try Texting And Emails
I offer a myriad of services that sometimes don’t get mentioned or get forgotten in the buzz and busy. In addition to live phone sex, I offer texting, dick ratings, email packages, custom audios, and phone sex audios. The phone sex audios are in my store and always ready to buy. If you want one on one emails and assignments more than the general inquiry and hi’s and bye’s, I’d suggest the email and texting package. And with that said, I’d like to point something very important out, about getting, and KEEPING my attention.
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If You Can’t Read Neither Can I
When you don’t bother to read the blog or peruse the site to review my services, it makes it very difficult for me to take you seriously. So if you like me… if you really really like me like you claim you do, I would suggest you read my Ebony Femdom blog and learn more about my services when you’re NOT horny jacking your dick off to my images. When you take the time to read the FREE information (read acts of service like it’s the bible) I offer on this blog, it let’s me know you’re paying attention. When you send gifts and monetary tokens of affection, it shows you appreciate my time.
The Ebony Femdom’s Love Languages
Being seen, known in terms of my personality, and being and feeling appreciated are just as much my love language as is money and gifts. Everyone likes being paid for their time, in this economy. So impressing me is as simple as working on your reading comprehension, and refraining from sending time-sucking, boring “hi” and “wow you’re hot” messages. A beggar can give compliments just as easily as the salesman in Vegas can who’s trying to sell you vacation real estate in Topeka, right before he locks you in a room with stale cookies and watered down lemonade.
I Respond Positively To People Who Can Follow Directions So Call The Ebony Femdom
Read this, call me, pay for a sexting session and tell the dispatchers you worship the ground I walk on – because you do. Dial 1-800-601-6975 and ask for Duchess Willow. Links to my other services are always in my signature, so read those too. And I hope to see you, for the Spring Fling Kink Trivia Night. Stay safe and stay blessed.
Two mistress calls allow you to be exposed, degraded and brutally mocked by a team of hardcore mistresses who want to use and abuse you for their own pleasure. Instead of showcasing your deficiencies and shortcomings to one mistress, there will be two of us, playing off each other, ensuring that each one of us is FULLY APPRAISED regarding what a filthy, dirty, worthless boy you are. Yeah? Would you like that, you fucking pathetic loser? Having more than one Mistress adds to the intensity, to the depth of your erotic humiliation experience. In addition to that, it means you are serving your purpose, does it not? Providing entertainment for mistresses is about the only thing most of you have to offer, isn’t that right? And nothing gets us hotter than having a hot sexy mistress to share a subby boy with- so you can feel good about providing your betters with some laughs, can’t you? And be honest, for the vast majority of you, that’s your only fucking contribution. Plus, it’s not like you can lay claim to any other ways to get our pussies nice and wet… right loser? And don’t you want to make us happy? Two mistress calls make us very happy indeed, and for a guy who can’t usually make one girl happy, that should feel really good, yea?
