Ebony Android Femdom – Bioengineered Intelligence

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Humans just love to play god, and that is how the ebony android femdom came to be. When humans started out making AI, many just envisioned having Judy Jetson style robots, serving them food and cleaning their homes. And then humans finally created the ultimate AI: Bioengineered intelligence, that looks real, feels real, and other than coming out of a test tube, were virtually undetectable.

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The minor difference between the ebony android femdom and well… inferior humans, is that she was stronger, and could jack in, to any computer or mobile device, and either upload or download information. Which came to be useful, when she wanted to learn more about the submissive men that pursued her services. Getting an Ebony Femdom for private sessions is expensive, and rightly so. So what does a submissive do with an Ebony Android Femdom?

Ebony Android Femdom Science Fiction

You don’t do anything but serve your ebony android dominant, and not the other way around. The Ebony Femdom discovered that she could control men, with subtle mental manipulation, by the time they realized what was happening to them, it was too late. Mind control trances, subtle triggers, and a deep dive into subspace, left human males with no control of their own. And once the ebony android femdom was inside, she implanted microscopic cyber chips, to track all her submissives.

Ebony Android Masturbation Trance

Once the men were horny, they’d do anything to keep that intense feeling of arousal, and the deeper into arousal they dropped, the more willing they were to obey. Bypassing the human mind was easy, all the ebony femdom had to do, was plant a suggestion deep in their subconscious… obey Duchess Willow …and soon they were eating out of her hands. Erotic masturbation trance and gooning masturbation, made human males weak. But what about the human females?

Ebony Android Sapphic Femdom

The ebony femdom was also able to not only control human women, but also to implant the suggestion during sapphic femdom programming, that they were superior to human males, and therefore the stronger sex. Her human female minions were all the more willing to do whatever Duchess Willow asked, when tranced and giving empowerment training from the ebony android. She would often chuckle to herself, about how humans created their own self fulfilling prophecies, by creating AI, and then the AI self evolving, and enhancing itself to control the humans, that created them.

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So where do you find this fascinating ebony femdom replicant, who looks, thinks, fucks, and eats, just like you? You can obtain her lair coordinates, by calling 1-800-601-6975 and asking for Duchess Willow. The ebony femdom will be celebrating a June Birthday soon, and giving yourself to her completely, is the greate$t gift, so don’t forget to $end those birthday tributes, pets. Until then, stay blessed.

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Duchess Willow And Mistress Harper Two Mistress Special Offer

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Before I tell you about our two mistress special offer, I want you to consider this: You have a two mistress, interracial fantasy, involving a black woman, a white woman.. maybe a black man, maybe your horny mouth wrapped around a fat dick. And you’re wondering how to go about doing this without getting your teeth kicked in. Duchess Willow has a solution for you, and so does Mistress Harper.

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I can understand why the world is so infatuated with black women and men; why every gay man wants to channel his inner sassy black woman; why every little blonde sissy is obsessively consumed with black men and dick size; why white men with lovely white wives envision those women with black men… and why I like to flip the script on cuckolding. In my style of ebony cuckolding, if you want black dick, you either have to get it from me – when I’m roleplaying an ebony woman with a big black cock – or through me, as the dominant black woman who withhold’s permission for you to suck her black king’s royal penis. And then there is Mistress Harper, and myself, who enjoy making lil dick white bois inferior to black men in every way. I am not specifically talking about cuckolding, though. I am talking about having your BDSM female domination experience, controlled, by an Ebony and an Ivory Dominatrix.

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Can your ego handle serving a black woman, and a white woman, and knowing that your opinions and desires are of no consequence to serving us? That doesn’t matter, because when you call – and you will call – you get to kneel and prostrate before your new Gods, and just for being a good sport and knowing your place, we’ll give you 5 free minutes, added to any call 10 minutes or more. This offer is only good for 2 Mistress sessions with Harper and Willow. That means if you call Harper and ask, “can I do the 2 mistress deal with you and (insert Mistress name)”, the answer will be no. We don’t take kindly to ignorance or disrespect, here. And selective illiteracy will also help you trip and fall right off that cliff you’re on. Understood?

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Two Mistress BDSM Sessions With Willow And Harper

You can choose from phone sex sessions, texting on skype – both of us can watch you, if you enjoy being watched, and virtual sessions which drop you right on in it, in terms of animation, action, and immersive experiences. Call us at 1-800-601-6975 and ask for Duchess Willow and Mistress Harper, and make sure you mention this blog, or the Two Mistress Team Up blog. Have a wonderful weekend and stay blessed.

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June Birthdays – Help Me Get To 1K Win A Free Ebony Femdom Session

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How much do you know about Cancer women? Other than the myth that we cry a lot and are very sensitive and emotional. Truth is every zodiac sign has it’s positive and darker qualities. What people don’t talk about is how loyal and loving cancer women are, and how they treat the men in their lives like Kings. My birthday is June 29th, and I wanna treat you like a King, King. Or a subby slut if that is your wish. All you have to do is help me get to 1K on twitter.

June Birthdays: Cancer Women

Anyone remember the scene from love and hip hop, where cardi b said she’s an emotional gangster? That’s me, a perfect representation of the emotionally in tune ebony femdom. I am quiet, I mind my business, and heart been broke a few times, that hasn’t stopped me from loving. What everyone seems to forget about cancer women is that we fight. (Laughs) Anyway, that’s just some insight for you for water signs, the fluidity is key, because of planetary alignments and location, water signs are true to their nature of fluidity. I’m proud to be one, and on June 29th I will be celebrating another year of life.

What To Do For An Ebony Femdom Birthday

One thing I want to do, is continue to raise awareness on matters that affect black women. The other thing I’d like to do, is finally get to 1K on twitter. If you follow me, you can help by liking and retweeting, and if you do I am thinking a fitting prize would be 1st place, free 10 minute session (choose phone, text/skype, or virtual), and 2nd runner up a 10 minute custom audio. So you have twitter, then you can start by following me. RT my ebony femdom tweets, and say hello in twitterland, so I know who you are.

Gifting The Ebony Femdom

My wishlist is a good place to start, and I will periodically tweet items I have my eye on. All gifts can be mailed to the LDW office, to be forwarded to me. If you have questions about gifting me anything that is not on my wishlist, email me willow@enchantrixempire.com with what you have in mind.

The Ultimate Gift

Donate to verified organizations that support the black lives matter movement, support black women, and support education, and mental health. That’s the best gift you can give, to me or anyone right now. Do your research before donating to any organization so that you know your money is going to the proper place. Everything I just mentioned is a big mood for me.

Find Your Way To Duchess Willow

Lastly call me this month. It’s Pride month, my birthday, and I plan to celebrate, ancestors willing. You can help me celebrate by offering up that ass and calling me. 1-800-601-6975 is the number to reach me, and Duchess Willow is who you ask for. Let’s keep it gucci and make the most of June 2020. Stay blessed.

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Ebony Witch Conjurer – Love Spell Woes

“I’d like a love spell.”

Willow looked up from the book she was reading behind the counter, and regarded the patron with curiosity, before she flatly replied, “I don’t do love spells.”

His crestfallen pleading was even more curious, “what? But but.. I heard you were the best in town and I am in love with this woman, and she won’t talk to me, she blocked my number, I don’t know what else to do.”

“You have a good cry, beloved, and find a new lover.”

He persisted, “please, I’ll do anything. I have money, I’ll pay any price.”

The ebony witch put the book down, and placed her hands on her luscious hips, “who gave you my name?”

“I was told not to say.”

She laughed, knowing full well that by the time she was done with this desperate, lovesick white boi, he would tell her anything she wanted to know.

Love Spells Come With A Price

“I need you to understand why I don’t do love spells,” she began, “first, they are very potent – if and when they work – and my spells always work.” She continued, “so potent that once they take hold, the recipient of the spell, will usually go mad. For you, and from themselves.” Stepping out from behind the counter, the ebony witch was barefoot, and wore silver anklets, and a long, flowing yellow dress. Her hair was pulled up into a high bun, silver chandelier earrings dangled from her ears, and there was an amulet hanging from her neck. As she got closer, the scent of her struck him. Honey, coconut, and jasmine flowers filled his nostrils.

“Second, the spells demand a price much higher than just your money. It requires blood, a belonging of the intended, and.. this love does not die, even if your intended, should perish. Are we clear?”

He hesitated, and then shook his head yes. Willow chuckled, “so you better take real good care of that lover, because if you don’t, she might start to smell.”

Once she saw that he was not going to turn heel and run, she named her price, “200 virgils, a lock of your hair, a drop of your blood, a lock of your woman’s hair, and a cup of her first morning release. Bring that back to me in this glass, along with this jar of dirt, that you are going to masturbate into, and sleep with by your bed. I expect payment now, and you must be here by 3am on the dot. If you are too late, or too early, I keep the money and you pay me double.” Holding her hand out, she waited while he fumbled with the leather satchel he was carrying, and handed her crisp stacks of 100’s. He watched her hand close around the stacks of money, her nails were short, and rounded, but unnaturally shiny, catching the flickering gleam of light that splashed through the windows of her shop.

She handed him the jar of dirt, and the glass with a fleshy wrapped cover over the top. Upon closer inspection, it looked like the hide of some animal, or.. “hey uh, what is this?”

“Don’t ask questions, you wanted a love spell, now leave the shop and do your bidding.”

Ritual Union

He returned the next day, with the items requested, and fresh scratches on his arms and legs from the fence and wires he had to climb through, to get the personal artifacts needed. Sweating as he remembered her warning, he walked into her shop at 3am sharp. Willow opened the door wearing yellow still, this time the dress was sheer and flowing, and she was still barefoot. Her hair pulled up in the front, and down in the back.

Handing her the glass, jar, and other items back, she gazed at him intently, and then gestured for him to follow, locking both of them inside. Leading him to a back room, she ordered him to undress completely, and then poured and rubbed a strange smelling oil, all over his naked body. Skin slick and glistening, Willow made him sit in the center of the room, and spread his legs. He started to get a little nervous when he saw the way she stared at what was between his legs, but then a strange relaxation washed over him.

“It’s time,” she said, standing over him, placing the items between his legs. “Start stroking and close your eyes. As you stroke, I want you to chant, “guardians of the east, enter the light,” keep your eyes closed and chant, and pay no attention to what you feel and hear around you, most importantly, whatever you do, do not stop chanting, do not open your eyes.”

He thought her request was a little odd, but if it would bring Marsha back to him, he would do whatever it took. Closing his eyes, he began stroking and chanting, he was amazed by how hard his dick got, as he kept chanting, and stroking. Suddenly he heard a strange scratching sound, like something was trying to claw its way out, and the air in the room felt hotter. Then he heard the scratching accompanied by whispers from something that did not sound human. He began sweating.

The voices whispered, louder and louder as he chanted and stroked and the scratching increased in volume. Something touched his foot, he jumped, but kept stroking and chanting. He was now terrified and afraid to stop, but equally afraid to continue. Whatever touched his foot began sliding up his leg, curling around his thigh, slithering up his back. Then he felt more mysterious things touching and moving up his body. Throughout all of this, he was still rock hard, and despite whatever was happening, growing more and more aroused.

Carnal Desires

The air in the room got thick, he started to get dizzy, but he kept stroking, chanting, sweating. His body lifted off his seat, he continued, and then he felt it, and his voice shook. Someone had picked him up, lifted him into their lap, and now whatever it was, they were about to make him see stars. He was quickly filled, and while all of this occurred, he realized he could not stop stroking or chanting, and he could not open his eyes, even when the thrusting started.

It was over just as quickly as it started, he was instructed to go home, and given a vial of something, the ebony witch would not say what it was. He called in sick, and slept most of the day. When he awoke, he had missed calls from Marsha, then the doorbell rang. The spell had worked, he and Marsha becoming passionate lovers. She never asked about the scars on his legs and back, or the snake tattoo just above his tailbone. In fact she seemed to be oblivious, to anything but worshiping him, in a way that began to make him feel unworthy.

Time passed, Marsha becoming more aggressive in her passion for him. He felt like he was losing his mind, and then he started having flashbacks of the night he did the spell. He began remembering that not only was he chanting, and stroking, and getting fucked by some otherworldly dick, he was also telling her anything she wanted to know. The color drained from his face, as he realized that he had told her the name of the person who had given him her name. He told her things he had never told anyone.

Walking back to the train station the next morning, he reached into his satchel to get his phone, and noticed an envelope inside. Curious, he opened it, but could not read the writing. The air on the station platform grew thick and hot, causing alarm. As the train pulled into the station, he looked down the platform, and saw the face of the man, that had given him the name of the ebony witch. He was pulled underneath the concrete platform, too quickly for anyone to hear him scream.

The Man Without A Name, A Faceless Friend

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Ebony Femdom Thoughts

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If you turn on the news then you already know that we – black people – are rioting, and protesting the unnecessary injustice to black men and women. My “Ebony Femdom Thoughts” are that I’m tired, I’m angry, and if black people weren’t already at risk with the covid pandemic, we are now at risk for simply being who we are. So what are my thoughts? I just stated them, and everything happening now, is a big part of our black history and the history of racism in America.

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What can you do? You can be an ally, you can listen, donate, support, you can do anything other than hide in a corner and stick your head in the sand and pretend you don’t see what’s happening. You can do much more with your voices, because being silent and making excuses for your failure to show solidarity, have only amplified the problem. So there is my, microphone drop, on white privilege and ignorance. Speak up, use your voice, or be quiet and continue to be part of the problem. That’s it, let’s move on and make the focus, me.

What’s Happening In June For Duchess Willow

If you read the ebony femdom FAQ, then you know I’m a real person, and a black woman, and not a robot or a cartoon. What you may not know, is that this is my birthday month. My birthday is June 29th, I am the emotional, passionate cancer. I think cancers get a bad rep for crying all the time and being simps. While I am an emotional and passionate person, and I do cry, I am not a simp, I will kick your teeth in. So how do you pamper and spoil the Ebony Femdom during her birthday month? I love being spoiled, and I have a whole amazon wishlist full of my favorite things. If you’re not sure what to get me, send giftcards, or call in and leave me a virtual bouquet. You can forward all gifts to me, to the LDW office.

PRIDE

Happy Pride Month

Many transgender people and those in the LGBTQ community face discrimination for more than just the color of their skin. Black trans women are at high risk of hate crimes, and there was a time when you could not openly discuss your sexuality if you were gay or bisexual. Please remember this month, that there are some people who cannot come out and are afraid to speak up about their experience, you can also use your voice to help them.

Ebony Femdom June Sessions

If you have a phone, skype, or discord, then you have a way to do sessions with me. If you wish to try virtual, you will need a computer that can run firestorm viewer. The number to call me, is 1-800-601-6975, ask for Duchess Willow. If you want a custom audio, peep my erotic audio profile. And I have audios for sale presently, at phone sex audios. I expect you to do your due diligence, if you want to impress me. Until then, stay safe, wash your hands and wash your ass, and be blessed.

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Ebony Femdom Cock Tease Barbecue

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It has been a long winter and a shut in spring, so I decide to throw a pool party and barbecue. Women’s dress code is skimpy bikinis, men’s dress code is skimpy speedos. I purposely do this, to separate the men from the boys. You know that you are not as well endowed as other men, so you are rather embarrassed to have to wear such a small and defining article of clothing. After changing clothes, you come out and timidly try to find somewhere to sit, hoping no one notices you, as you dart toward a lounge chair, you hear my voice calling you over to me. Red faced, you turn around to see me smirking at you and wearing a nearly sheer navy blue string bikini, that barely covers my tits and ass.

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All of the other women there were also scantilly clad, and then you noticed the men were wearing speedos and proudly displaying their huge cocks. You were flustered as I chatted with you and introduced you to a few of my femdom friends, my breasts rubbing against your arm. Struggling to keep your composure, you attempted as best you could to hide your little bump, but it was no use. I gave you the task of serving drinks to some guests, across on the other side of the pool. That meant you had to carry a tray and could not hide your tiny dick any more. Your face reddened as you took the tray, having to move slowly so as not to spill any of the cocktails.

Pool Party Erections

You could hear the gorgeous femdoms chuckling and commenting on the lack of package in your swimming briefs, and in the back of your mind you imagined them giving you sensual handjobs and stroking you to climax. Each one looking you up and down as they took drinks and thanked you while laughing. What’s worse, is that the women’s hot bodies were making it hard for you to concentrate. So much so, that after emptying the tray of cocktails, you hastily put down the drink tray, and raced off to the bathroom. You couldn’t take anymore, pulling down your swim trunks and jerking your teeny weeny in the privacy of the bathroom, or so you thought. Stroking feverishly, you knew that if you could just release the frustrating urge, you could make it through the rest of the party.

Masturbation Interruption

A knock at the door stopped you, right on the edge of orgasm, “who is it??” you cried out. “Boy stop playing with me,” I snapped, unlocking the door with the master key. I stood there and grabbed your arm roughly, “I knew you’d run away to jerk off, me and my friends were placing bets on how long you would hold up, and you didn’t disappoint.” I clicked a button on the remote I was holding, and the flat screen in the bathroom came to life, your face plastered across the screen, huffing and puffing, loud laughter roaring in the background. You were horrified. Not only had I caught you masturbating, I had hidden a camera in the one place I knew you’d try to escape.

Tiny Jerkoff Show

Despite your whining and crying and begging, I dragged you back outside, where everyone was gathered in a circle, “Here he is!” I said laughing, “the star of the show.” I turned to look at you, “well go on, now that everyone is here we want to see you finish, go on… jerk your little dick for my friends, show them how you rub your tiny nub. They’ve already seen you in the bathroom, and so have the men.” You looked up, and all the men in attendance were now nude, and being caressed and stroked by their female dominant counterparts. “Stroke now while we give these men a hand. Stroke now and these real men will shoot their loads in your honor.”

Femdom Circle Jerk Barbecue

Your little clit got hard and began leaking when you saw how big and thick those cocks were, the chronic masturbator in you took hold, rubbing and tugging your tiny penis, the women laughing, the men with defiant, pleased smirks on their faces, as one by one, they were given a delicious release, as you knelt in the center of the circle, crying and jerking off, and squirting your load as you were sprayed with cum.

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So now that you know how the memorial day weekend began, don’t you want to know how it ends? I will tell you what happens, as I’m sure you may have some ideas of your own, just call me. 1-800-601-6975 is where you can reach me, just ask for Duchess Willow. Purchase a sexy texting session online if you would prefer to chat on skype. I hope you’ve enjoyed this ebony femdom cock tease story, the masturbation may blog train is coming to an end, but there’s one more to go. Up next, is your last stop on the choo choo, with Mistress Hunter. If you missed any posts, start here with Mistress Brighton. Talk soon and stay blessed.

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Ebony Erotic Domination – The Duchess Owns You

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Ebony erotic domination, is an experience that involves all your senses, and even when remotely engaged, one that can be sensual and long lasting. If you’ve been following along with my tales of the black woman’s experience, you know that I take my craft seriously, and that I like to have fun being a fuck doll, when I’m not fucking, the fuck dolls. My realm of domination involves my pleasure, just as much as yours, and hands on, hand jobs, and handy submissives. That means if your pleasure is being my cock sock, and screaming my name, then your reality will be such.

Ebony Erotic Domination Is About Pleasure

Domination means different things, to different people. For some dominants, BDSM and femdom have nothing to do with sexual penetration. Since there is hard core domination, and sensual bdsm, you need to choose the right Mistress, for the realm of femdom you want to make your home. Which means if you like oral servitude, you probably want to play out a scene with a femdom, who enjoys oral sex. What this all means in regards to ebony erotic domination, is that I do enjoy oral sluts. Just read the ebony office domme, to get a taste.. pun intended. There is more to erotic domination, that is sensual and enjoyable for both the dominant and the submissive, and you have to be open and willing to learn what pleases, your Mistress.

An Ebony Erotica Experience

So how would a submissive provide an erotic experience to the ebony femdom? By making yourself a resource, as opposed to a burden. I like male submissives that bring something to the table – like my dinner and a glass of pino noir, for starters. Men who know how to cook, and serve, make me very, very happy. You know what else makes me happy? Bubble baths and a scalp massage. Because of the time and energy it takes to wash my hair, by the time I’m done, all I want is relaxation. So draw me a bath, wash my feet, massage my back, wash my hair, don’t worry about technique, that’s where my instruction comes in, I tell you what I like, and what feels good, and you answer that call to action. So after a nice bath and a scalp massage, what I want from my submissive, is butt rubs.

Ebony Sensual Massage – Pamper Your Mistress

My favorite scent of massage oil is jasmine, warmed up, and rubbed over every inch of my body, starting with my back, and working down to my luscious ass cheeks, where you will knead, and massage all the stress and tension out of my body. Nothing puts me to sleep faster, than butt rubs. Of course you’re going to finish massaging my whole body first, because touch, is very sensual, but don’t be surprised if I fall asleep on you. And before you start pouting, there is no better gift to your dominant, than a restful sleep. There are other gifts of course, so I’m going to share with you how you can further be an asset to your Mistress.

Pampering And Gifting The Ebony Femdom

Step number one: Go to my wishlist. Nothing puts a smile on my face like receiving an unexpected gift from a respectfully obedient sub. Step number two: Respect my time. I know you want my attention, I want my light bill paid, you feel me? So showing me that you value my time is essential to endearing me, to you. And how you show me you value my time, is by doing phone and text sessions with me, this works two ways. The first way is that it ensures that you get my whole and complete attention, and the second is that while in session with me, you can get all your questions answered, from the intimate, to the absolutely insane in nature, and I will make you feel like you and I are the only two people in this world.

Energize Your Ebony Femdom

Think about that. What does someone who claims to be a submissive, asking several questions of a mistress, and expecting free attention look like, as opposed to an in session experience, where you know all those pressing questions will be answered, and your mind be put at ease? You want your mind at ease, and my attention, yes? You want to give me the respect and submission I deserve, yes? Then this is something that will be clear to you, and comprehensible. I want us both to enjoy and receive pleasure from each other. How much do you enjoy the company of someone who endlessly nags you? Unless your fetish is the nagging, non stop talking housewife that is never satisfied, that answer would be none. In this same regard, I do not enjoy the company of a nagging disrespectful so called submissive. So make sure your energy is one that feeds my spirit.

How To Have An Ebony Erotic Domination Experience

If you are able, follow the succeeding instructions on doing sessions with me. And if you are unable, yet you still want to subjugate yourself to me in some form, you can help by sharing. I use social media to spread the word about my services. If finances are an obstacle to sessions, you can serve and show your appreciation by linking to my blogs, liking tweets, leaving comments on blogs, and being an essential social media sub. If you want “free” social media assignments, email me.

Follow The Ebony Femdom’s Instructions

You have the option of calling, texting, or custom erotic instruction, in the event that you are unable to call or text. I know you may have limited privacy. For phone appointments, 1-800-601-6975 is the number, and Duchess Willow is the name. You can pay for texting sessions online, at sexy texting. For custom ebony erotic domination audios, email me at willow@enchantrixempire.com for inquiries, and purchase your custom audio online at the highlighted location. That is painfully simple, don’t you think? And it is something that will make us both, very happy. Until then, thank you for reading this blog, and stay blessed.

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The Ebony Office Domme – Duchess Gets Revenge

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Willow’s boss was the type of man you would see on a commercial for douching products. Always making inappropriate comments to the women in the office, and specifically leering at his curvy secretary. He was the vice president of the company, and first in line to take over when the old man retired, so everyone made sure to stay on their toes around him, and Willow remained polite, and tolerated his crude advances… for a time.

The Ebony Office Domme Started Out As A Secretary

Duchess Willow was required by the office dress code, to wear a blouse and skirts and heels with pantyhose, every day. Her boss would groan and make rude noises when she walked into his office, out of his office, down the hall. Her breasts and round ebony ass were commented on daily. “Man you can really see your tits bounce in that blouse, I bet I could see your nipples if you weren’t wearing a bra.” Willow smirked and replied, “thank you, Mr. Peters,” before walking away.

Duchess’ Revenge

The daily commenting began to get more and more aggressive, until one day, while working late, Mr. Peters walked past Willow, and his hand firmly groped her ass. He leaned in, and whispered in her ear, “I jerk off every night when I get home, thinking about cumming on those tits.” Willow was visibly alarmed and stared at him. Mr. Peters smiled slyly, “I just can’t stop masturbating for you,” he laughed, “I’m an addict!” He called her into his office before it was time for her to leave, that same night. “Mr. Peters, you wanted to see me?”

“You know, Willow, I’ve been thinking, your review is coming up, and you are up for a raise. You’ve been doing a great job but….. I think we both know you could do so much better.”

Willow looked at him, and then she noticed that the bottom of his shirt was pulled out of his slacks, and the zipper was open. She raised an eyebrow and pretended to be confused, “why what do you mean, Mr. Peters?” she asked, arching her back and pushing her breasts out, shifting her footing just so, making them jiggle visibly. He couldn’t take his eyes off her breasts, and she continued to play it up, arching and posing as she waited for his response.

“I think you know exactly….”

You can’t stop staring at my perfect tits, can you?

Mr. Peters paused, hearing the voice, “I’m sorry… well I mean… what did you say?”

“Sorry? I didn’t say anything Mr. Peters, I was waiting for you to finish your sentence.” Willow blinked daftly, and continued with the most subtle of movements, drawing attention to her curves.

He stammered, “I was saying that I think you know what I want, Willow.”

Sink into trance, for me.

His eyes glazed over, “I.. I don’t under-”

The Awakening

When Mr. Peters came to, he was still in his office, and Willow was still standing in front of him, and she was smiling. Something was off, but he couldn’t figure out what it was, until he tried to open his mouth and speak. “I am Duchess Willow’s obedient slave,” he uttered the words in horror. His hands flew to his mouth, and her grin got wider.

“I will do all that Duchess Willow commands, including making her a shareholder in the company, and giving her my office, and a six figure raise.” Mr. Peters rose to his feet, enraged at what was happening to him.

“What the fuck is going on?!” he yelled, “I never agreed to anything, I would never make you a partner in the company, you’re.. you’re just a secretary!”

Duchess laughed at his furious outburst, locking her gaze on him. “I think you better take a look at the email you just sent out, then. And.. the paperwork you signed stating that I am a new shareholder. You’ve already transferred over power to me, Mr. Peters. Or don’t you remember, you signed everything into place 6 months ago.”

Six months? He shook his head, “that’s impossible, I didn’t-” he looked at the date on his phone, and to his horror, the date on his phone matched her statement. Looking around the office, he noticed the furniture had changed, as had her attire, and then he looked down. He was shirtcocking, wearing nothing but his button up and a pair of socks. On his upper right thigh, there was some writing. When he looked closer, he realized it was a tattoo, with her name, The Ebony Femdom, and a barcode. He backed away from her, and then tried to open the door, finding it locked.

The Office Domme Takes Control

“You aren’t going anywhere, Mr. Peters. Like the barcode on your thigh says, you’re my property now, and you follow my orders.” She snapped her fingers, and Mr. Peters face went slack, dropping to his knees, he lifted up his shirt, and began stroking his cock.

“Do you remember what you told me, Mr. Peters? Do you remember when you said you masturbate thinking of me every night? My perfect tits, and nice round ass?”

“Perfect tits, and nice round ass,” he repeated, “I masturbate for Duchess Willow, she controls my cock and mind. I always do as I’m told.”

Duchess smiled, as she rested her knee high leather boots on the desk, and tapped a riding crop on the side of the mahogany wood. “And you love to masturbate for me don’t you? Because every time you cum, you sink deeper into my control. Cum makes you dumb.”

Mr. Peters stared blankly and kept stroking, “cum makes me dumb, I love to masturbate for Duchess Willow.”

His head tilted back and his body began to sway to the tapping of the riding crop. Willow snapped her fingers and he froze, motionless. “Now crawl to me, and take your place.”

The Office Domme’s Throne

Willow was sitting in her new office, going over some reports, and sending an email to the CEO: “Why don’t we meet for lunch? I know you can’t stop thinking about me,” the email read. The CEO replied almost instantly, “yes Duchess, thinking about you, and stroking for you.” She smiled and sipped her coffee, just as her assistant came in. “Miss Willow? Your 3 P.M.appointment is here.”

Duchess waved a hand, “send him in,” shifting her weight and looking down. Beneath her desk, Mr. Peters edged his hard cock absentmindedly, in an erotic trance, his face buried deep in Willow’s ass, happily and obediently licking away at her pussy. She crossed and uncrossed her legs, wiggling on top of his face and smiling at her blank, stroking boy toy. “You are so right, Mr. Peters,” she purred, as he muffled a response, “you are an addict, and look at where your chronic masturbating has gotten you?” Her new ebony facesitting chair had no response.

Sessions With The Ebony Office Domme

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May The Fourth Be With You – The Duchess Of Jedi Handjobs

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May The Fourth Be With You

In a galaxy, far far away… The death star may be a ship, but Duchess Willow was a fourth, to be reckoned with. Across the galaxy, she was known for her handjobs, but The Duchess also had a secret weapon.

The Sith Trained Handjob Master

No one knew the key to her mind altering stroke game, or how she could have you rock hard before you unzipped your space suit. But the school for Jedi training, might have a clue. They say she was the real reason Darth Vader went insane and turned to the dark side. Or that no matter how hard anyone tried, they just couldn’t replicate her technique. After discovering Willow was gifted, she was kidnapped and trained by the sith, as a handjob master, and a cunning intergalactic seductress. No man could resist her handjobs.

The Power Of The Fourth

It was rumored that she used the fourth, to stroke men’s dicks with her midichlorian rich mind power. No man could resist her. But as with many of the republic planet leaders, there were those who opposed a Sith Ebony Femdom Sorceress using their power to stroke men’s cocks. Especially when that was how she managed to steal so many ships, and about 12 dozen clone soldiers. Even the clones couldn’t resist a good handjob.

An Elusive Space Villainess

So the republic set out to stop her, and Duchess escaped without a trace, taking her stolen ships, and horny clone soldiers, with her.  The ebony femdom disappeared for several years, and no one knew where she’d gone. Until a loner stumbled upon the planet she called home. Luvok crash landed on the distant planet, and abandoned the wreckage in search of food and shelter.  He found the small cottage in the swamp, unable to resist the scent of bubbling stew and fresh baked bread. Luvok looked around, but was unable to locate the inhabitant of the cottage. He decided he was just rest for a moment in the den, but as soon as he leaned his head back, he was fast asleep.

Waking Up Horny On A Strange Planet

When Luvok woke, the cottage was dark and quiet, and he had a need for masturbation, that would not be ignored. He unzipped his pants, pulled his cock out and began stroking. Closing his eyes and letting his head loll back. It was the first time he’d been able to masturbate, since he left his home planet.

“I sense the fourth, and a horny stroker.”

The silky voice startled Luvok, and before he could reply, his arm flew back and was pinned behind his head. His erection standing at attention helplessly. “What’s going on, who are you,” Luvok cried out.
The vision that emerged before him, The Duchess in the flesh, Jedi robe opened down to the navel, her hands resting at her sides, was nothing he’d expected when he first began jerking off. He knew who she was immediately. “It’s you, how did you-”

She cut him off, raising her right hand, “we’ll discuss that later.” Her index finger flexed, and suddenly his cock was throbbing and moving as if someone or something, was stroking it. Luvok groaned in pleasure, as she used the fourth to control his cock.

The Duchess Of Handjobs

Now he knew it was true. Duchess was a rogue Jedi, living on the outskirts of the galaxy, and the ebony femdom was just as powerful as his teachers had told of. His shirt and pants slipped off his body, her fingers fluttering in the space between them. Luvok felt a pulsing sensation in his balls.  He was right on the edge, he felt a twisting tingle ghost around his shaft, and then a hot creamy spurt of cum shot out, and froze in place, as did his cock.

Jedi Handjobs And Denial

Luvok moaned in agony, “please, I beg you, please finish, I need to cum, I’ll do anything you ask!”

The Duchess smiled at him, “I need you to return to the republic, and give them a message, for me. I’ll provide you with a new ship, you will go back and retrieve something for me, and pass along my message to Master Yoda. If you do as I tell you, I will give you the best handjob you’ve ever had, and then some. But for now, I’m going to leave you like that, to make sure you do as you’re told, and return back to me.”

Retrieval Of The Jedi Duchess’ Lightsaber

By the time Luvok reached Coruscant, it had been more than half a day since The Duchess had given him a new ship, and left him with blue balls. Every step he took made his cock ache more, all he could think about, was breaking into the Jedi temple, to retrieve the ebony femdom’s lightsaber, and give Master Yoda her message. His face was pale and pasty, as he walked up the steps, biting down on his lip and trying not to make any noise. He made it inside unnoticed, and followed Willow’s directions to the hidden room that held her lightsaber. Just as he emerged from the safe room, he heard Yoda’s voice, and turned around to greet him. Yoda paused before speaking, and grunted, alarmed by Luvok’s appearance, and rigid hard on that wouldn’t quit.

A Message From The Sith Duchess

“Unwell, you look, what has happened?” Yoda said.

“She used the fourth on me!” he complained. “I need to cum so bad, I’m sorry Master Yoda, I had to do what she told me.” Luvok’s dick ached from having a priapismic erection for the past 48 hours, and his face was drained of color.

Yoda grunted, “of course,” another grunt, “a powerful Jedi, she is. And more there is, to tell me?”

“Yes.. she has a message for you, Master Yoda. And then I’m sorry, but I must hurry, I really need to get back so she can give me a handjob.”

“To do what she wants?” Yoda asked.

Luvok groaned loudly and shook his head, “no, it’s too late for that. She wanted me to tell you, that she is going to destroy the republic by giving everyone ruined orgasms, and there is nothing you can do to stop her.” The guards entered the temple, and Luvok shot at them using the special energy blaster Willow had given him. Within seconds the men dropped to their knees, cum leaking from their robes. Luvok escaped, leaving Yoda to tend to the men. He only hoped he could make it back in time, and that The Duchess would fulfill her promise and relieve his aching cock.

Masturbation May Continues

I hope you enjoyed this Star Wars addition to the masturbation may blog train. If you missed the beginning, please click the link to return to Miss Brighton’s blog train commencement post. If you would like to speak with me, the number to reach me is 1-800-601-6975. Ask for Duchess Willow, and may the fourth be with you. Get ready for the next stop on the blog train: Mistress Scarlet’s Cinco de Mayo.

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Phone Sex Companionship And Pass The Penis

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There are times we all wish we had someone to talk to, and the past two months have been one of those times. I know it’s hard, and people are coping the best they can. I cope with laughter, and not taking life too seriously. I’d love to tell you I cope by taking up new hobbies, but the only hobby I’ve taken up more of is eating, and sleeping in. Which brings me to the blog title, if you need a chat, I can unzip my leather boots for a while, and we can talk about what troubles you.

Phone Sex Companionship – Taking Your Mind Off Current Events

For the past month I’ve been offering a texting special, that runs through the end of the month. I also helped create our first 9 Mistress audio package, pass the penis is the title, and you can buy the package in the audio store. I have been keeping busy, but I won’t sit here and tell you that quarantine hasn’t had its effects. I know we’re all doing what we can to help ourselves and others if possible. While solitude doesn’t bother me, I know being shut in can cause a panic in those who are more social, and that’s why I will offer that, if you just want to talk, that’s okay too, during sessions. If roleplaying helps, sometimes using the imagination helps us escape reality for a little while, but when you need to vent and unload, for some, phone sex will be as close as they are able to get, to therapy.

 

 

Phone Sex Companions

You may consider, that our craft is a form of therapy, being phone sex companions, with the aside, that I cannot give you medical advice. Only doctors can do that, but I can listen. What this pandemic has taught me is that our troubles seem a lot less important, when you look at the world as a whole. That does not mean your troubles are irrelevant. Two months ago I had other things on my mind, that mattered to me. Those things still matter, and I’ve shifted along with the times, but I’d like to share something with you. While I work from home, the pandemic made it seem more eerie. The things I do every day suddenly – while quite normal for me – feel slightly unusual. Probably because a large chunk of our population, is also home now. And many are home and isolated more than they would be, with no one to talk to. And that can takes its toll on even the most stable of people. I never take for granted that I am able to do what I do, so if you can call even if it’s only for 10 minutes, just to connect with another human being, this is me saying, we are here for you.

What Advice Columns Taught Me

I did a podcast today about some funny advice column questions I read this morning. And what advice columns taught me is that I have no interest in giving other people advice, outside of ebony femdom and instructing a scene. The things I read did give me a chuckle, but they also made me sad, in the sense that there are a lot of people in this world that need a whooole lot of guidance. You can listen to the podcast and check the link. After reading, I’m sure some people wish the only problem they had, was refraining from jumping on their neighbors trampoline. I do like listening and learning, however. Within reason. I will explain.

Introverts Are Not Sociopaths

We just value our solitude, and prefer it, and social interaction is draining for us. So when someone wants to vent, and I’m not working, no.. I don’t want to hear about your day, what happened to you, or why your boyfriend walks around nude in front of all and sundry. And what introverts need, is for people to respect our personal space. So while I’m working, yes, I’d love to chat with you, discuss your fantasy, hear your vent. And when I’m not working, the only thing I want to hear is the sound of my bathwater running, or the gentle ruffling of blankets as I slide into them, or the bubbling pot of food I’m cooking. Or the discreet buzz of my vibrator, signaling my release. Introverts are people, with feelings. I won’t lie and tell you I haven’t thought about putting someone in the stew if they irk my nerves. I like nice long stretches of silence, with complimentary interruptions, and company that enhances my peace as opposed to disrupting it.

Team Single

While I adore men, they are at times more trouble than they’re worth. I like to look at phone sex companionship, as this: When the phone rings, one of my lil boyfriends is calling me to have some one on one time, and when he’s done, and I’m done, and we hang up, that’s me sending him back home. Right now, anything more than that, and they start leaving socks on the floor, the toilet seat up, and ducking because I’m about to hit them with something or chase them out of my house with a broom. When you call me, look at it as an invite to my house. Be respectful, don’t touch anything without permission, and enjoy the femdom hospitality. When you leave, leave everything as you found it, and head home with a lasting feel good tingle from your toes to your elbows and beyond. Manners are important, if you’re going to be my “phone boyfriend.”

Chatting When Not In Session

It’s okay to send a hello and a how are you, I simply ask that the more elaborate conversations, you reserve for sessions. You follow this simple rule, you have an excellent future as my phone boyfriend. It’s also the difference between getting served a hot breakfast, and a cold bowl of oatmeal. In otherwords: Don’t overstay your welcome.

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Let’s Keep Each Other Company

We can keep it light or go hard core, the choice is yours, what’s your pleasure? First you have to call or set up your session online. You can call me, at 1-800-601-6975 and ask for Duchess Willow, if you want to text, on skype or discord, you can purchase your texting session prior to connecting. Question for Duchess? Email is Willow@EnchantrixEmpire.com I look forward to exploring phone sex companionship with you. Stay safe, stay blessed.

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