10 Minutes In Heaven: Join me on November 15th for my Mistress day and get 10 minutes free phone sex. 1-800-601-6975
Our Mistress days are well under way, and if you have not seen our promo, you get 10 free phone sex minutes with each mistress of the day, if you are a return caller. What does that mean? It means if you have ever done a call with LDW, you qualify for 10 free minutes with each of the Mistress day ladies. This week’s Mistress days were Lena, Daphne, Cassandra, Amber, and today is Mistress Erika‘s day. If you would like to catch me for a free 10 minute session, you will have to call me on November 15th. So what can you do during your 10 minutes in heaven with The Duchess?
10 Minutes In Heaven With The Ebony Femdom November 15th
I would like to put your mind at ease, and inform all of you who are terrified that I am “one of those Dommes” that is going to get my claws into you and beat the (censored) out of you, or treat you like one of my ignore phone sex humiliatees. That this sort of hard core BDSM treatment, is reserved for those who enjoy being treated like a rag doll and tossed around like a chew toy. Under most circumstances I am on the more sensual side of Femdom. What people misconstrue as my being mean, is usually just me being BLUNT. There is a difference. I enjoy all the things a woman who likes being pampered would enjoy. I’m spoiled and I like being treated like a Princess and lavished with your attention and obedience. You can simply enjoy kneeling at my feet, but be forewarned, I might shove my whole foot in your mouth while you’re down there so you can suck, each.. and every… one… of my… toes.
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10 Minutes Of Body Worship
What body worship looks like to me, may be very different for you. Yes, I enjoy using grown men as furniture and objects for my entertainment. However a 10 minute massage where you work out all the “kinks” and make me purr like a kitten, is one way you can spend your 10 free minutes.
10 Minutes Of Giantess Play
Depending on your preference, we can do a Giantess scene where I stomp through your town; Or I could do to you, what I did to one of my other tiny men, and use a shrinking potion to shrink you down into a perfect pendant and wear you like jewelry or….. I could have you assist me with a bubble bath, I soak, while you go tubing around the tub. There are far dirtier things a Giantess can do to you. I’m sure we can discuss that, when you call me.
10 Minutes To Introduce Yourself And Impress The Duchess
This might be the most obvious, and the most overlooked. If you’re new to the world of Ebony Femdom, introducing yourself and having a quick chat is a good way to start, and for me to learn about YOU. The 10 minute quickie is a great way to break the ice and see if both of us want to continue going even further into the kinks we have in common.
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A 10 Minute Sissy Consultation – Sissies This Is Your Opportunity To SHINE
Well… you’ve got my attention for 10 whole minutes, and I know you pink sissy gurls love attention. We can do your nails and makeup, or I could do…. other things, to you. Things you would like, things you would remember, and things that will make your toes curl long after the 10 minutes are up. What other things? Hmm… now I can’t give all that away here now can I, sissy? Take the plunge, this is your chance to have center stage with me and be my sissy school teacher’s pet.
Virtual Play During Your 10 Minutes
Now this one is more tricky, but well worth it if you plan ahead. If you’re already in the virtual world, all you have to do is call me on my Mistress Day. You cannot get the 10 free unless you call dispatch. Just let them know you’re in the virtual world and want to do your session there. You can also stay on the phone while in virtual if you prefer. This option works best if you’re already familiar with the virtual world and how to use it, and have a computer. If not… don’t worry, that can be saved for another time if you want to learn more.
Texting On Skype Or Discord For Your 10 Minutes Free Phone Sex
If you prefer to do skype or discord for your free 10, you still need to talk to dispatch first, but I am happy to chat with you on skype or text on discord if you are unable to “talk” due to privacy. These are also great options for those of you who like to “perform” on camera for your Mistress. And I do love a good show.
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Show And Tell – Positive Mansplaining – Anything Else?
Tell me about your kinks, and use your big boi words when you do. Remember, you are getting 10 minutes free and this is your opportunity to tell me whatever I will need to know, for future longer calls, and… to see if we’re a good fit for each other. Including all those really filthy dirty things we both know you like. Don’t worry about whether or not I’m going to bite you. I do bite, but I’ll be gentle if it’s your first time.
Save The Date – Duchess Willow Mistress Of The Day November 15th – My Schedule
I will be on, Tuesday Nov. 15th for most of the day – or until I pass out (laughs). If you have a specific time in mind, email me at willow@enchantrixempire.com Remember, 10 minutes free if you’re an LDW customer. If you are not yet an LDW customer, why not hop on now for a 10 minute quickie, and call me so you can get your 10 free next week? I’m on this afternoon, so call me. Dial 1-800-601-6975 and ask for Duchess Willow. I look forward to chatting with you, on my Mistress day.
Ebony Femdom – Mistress Days are back for LDW’s 20th Phone Sex Anniversary. 13 Mistresses, 10 minutes free phone sex with each.
I’m going to blast through this so pay attention: LDW is celebrating its 20th Phone Sex Anniversary and Mistress Days are back, including 10 free minutes of phone sex for our return callers, and 1.99 per minute for the first 30 minutes on specified days. The Ebony Femdom will be one of 13 Mistresses of the day.
Mistress Days And LDW’s 20th Phone Sex Anniversary
If you’d like to make phone sex history with us, by joining us on calls, here’s a wonderful calendar curated by Mistress Harper, to keep you on course.
You can call all of us and get 10 free minutes with each of us, all you need to do is be a returning caller. If you have never done a call with LDW before, now is the time to remedy that before Miss Lena kicks us off as the first MOTD. If you are on a budget, do a 10 minute call and that gets you in. You are also welcome to spend more time with us if you have the coin and want to party all month long.
Ebony Femdom Phone Sex – My Schedule For November 15th
Unless the zombie apocalypse or the rapture happens, I will be on November 15th in the early am after Midnight eastern time. If you do not see me on, or you have a schedule inquiry for a time outside of the early am hours, please email me at willow@enchantrixempire.com and we’ll see if we can work something out. Disclaimer: My schedule is subject to change, so bookmark this blog just in case. And again, email me if you’re looking for a set time on that day. But you better be quick about it, if you’re on the fence the only thing you will get is splinters up your ass.
Phone Sex 1.99 Per Minute For 30 Minutes Days
Refer to the above calendar. Those will be the days you can get your first 30 minutes for 1.99 per minute. Any other time the rate is 2.99 per minute and the ten minute minimum still stands. You have the option of doing phone or text if you prefer but you must call dispatch first if you want either the reduced price on the days mentioned, or your 10 minutes free.
Tips For Having A Successful Mistress Day During The MOTD Kinky Triathlon
Whether you’re speaking with one of us or all of us, check the ladies blogs, email them to find out their availability, and then mark it on your calendar as a reminder so you don’t miss an opportunity. If you have never spoken to me before, and/or you are not a regular of LDW, now is a great time to do a 10 minute quickie with me to pregame and get your name in our kinky database. After that, on the 15th, put your track shoes and your gym shorts on, and get those dialing fingers ready to race. The Duchess is already on a call? Ask dispatch to schedule a callback. Start training now, because if you plan on calling all 13 of us, you’re going to be doing a lot of running around. We like that… YOU.. doing all the running and heavy lifting and competing for our attention. (smirk)
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Acts Of Service – Help Us Spread The Word
My new catchphrase is: “I’m gon ask if you read this.” Because if you didn’t, you will be given express orders to do so. Share this blog, comment, tweet it, post it on your reddit, tumblr, bdsmlr, discord, wherever you do your social media, and if you don’t do social media, email it to a kinky friend that you think might be interested. I know you bois talk, don’t sit there and act like yall don’t hen it up, so share, bish. This helps us, to help you.
Calls With The Duchess
I will be on for calls today, and the podcast will be posted shortly after this goes live, so make sure you share my podcast, too. If you’d like to chat, call me at 1-800-601-6975 and ask for the hardest working woman in showbiz, that’s right, my black ass… Duchess Willow. If you ask dispatch for Mistress black ass, they will probably hang up on you. Stay safe, and stay blessed.
Duchess Willow
P.S. Sissy School has been revamped, and that is our site of the month for November. So if you’re a pink BBC sissy, I’ll be waiting for you.
The Ebony Femdom Horror Story is your next stop on the Monster’s Ball 2022 Halloween blog train.
Welcome back. This will be my second Monster’s ball entry, following Mistress Fiona. If you missed any blog train stops, please head back to Monster’s Ball Station and start with Mistress Cassidy. In the meantime, enjoy this scary Ebony Femdom Horror Story.
Ebony Femdom Horror Story
“You shouldn’t go to that party.” Everything that had transpired over the past 3 months, flashed into view, like an endless movie reel showcasing all of Bill’s spectacular life events, but mostly his mistakes. Bill was a privileged white man, who like most men, was the victim of his own hubris. Never thinking twice before he leapt. Except for Bill, leaping would mean losing everything. Bill came from an affluent family, and his wife also had very wealthy upbringings, and it was through that upbringing that he received investment funds to build his empire.
He knew that if he did anything to jeopardize his happy home, or make his wife unhappy, his world would come crumbling down around him very quickly. His wife and their little ones never wanted for anything, and he usually did put them first. Except for one time, in a moment of weakness, when Bill decided to see if the grass was greener on the Ebony side. It was then things began to spiral. Because of his pride, Bill never thought twice about visiting a black Dominatrix, and indulging in things he knew his wife could never give him. He also decided that it was his right to be happy sexually, even if it was with another woman. He had after all, been born into the right parentage, done all the right things, and made all the right moves.
That was before he met, H.E.R.
The delicious, coquettish black woman, who invited him to her private dungeon, after seeing her in Chicago during a business trip. She turned his world upside down and inside out, and at the time, he was so enamored with her and by her touch, that he could think of nothing else. He became greedy, and started making mistakes. Mistakes that would flood his world and threaten to destroy it, later. But he knew only his desires, when he was with her, and all the things she did to him that his wife wouldn’t dare dream of.
Prior to meeting her, he had always been careful with the Ebony Femdom spaces he would patronize. And at first after meeting H.E.R., he took precautions to conceal his infidelity. He would never see her close to home, and gave out very little personal information. When they first met, he hadn’t even told her his real name, or about his company. She only knew that when he came to visit, he spared no expense. Some might say he treated her better than his own wife. But as he became drunk with lust and greed for her time, that was all he could think of. More, and more time with her. Less time with his family whom he began to neglect. In addition to the tens of thousands of dollars that he pumped into a private bank account, and then drained, spending it all on H.E.R.
At first, his wife ignored the missing money, the long nights away, and the excuses. Until one night he came home with her scent all over him. “I know you’ve been having an affair,” she said. “And I know you’re not working when you say you are on business trips. Your behavior has changed, even others in this household have noticed. So I won’t fight with you, but I must ask that you stop this affair at once.”
Except they did fight. Him feigning his innocence and pretending to be offended at the accusations. More hubris. Finally, after several days, he came to, realizing he had become a shadow of his former self. He went to his wife sobbing, guilt overtaking him, and vowed that things would go back to normal. And for a while, they did.
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Until The Neighbors House Suddenly Went Up For Sale
And they disappeared without so much as a goodbye. Bill and his wife were puzzled. “I don’t understand it,” she said. “They were so happy and always so cordial, we’ve known them for over 10 years.” Bill was shocked, too, but blew it off, and forced himself to focus on changes in the office. Almost as quickly as the neighbors house went on sale, and they vanished, someone new was moving in. Bill arrived home one night to see a large moving truck, carrying what looked like very expensive furniture and artifacts into the house. Pausing in front of his car, Bill looked around to see if he could catch a glimpse of the new owner. He did not, but something alarming happened that gave him pause.
It was the chair.
A chair that he knew was a one of a kind, custom made, and he knew this because he was the one who had it made to order. As a gift, for H.E.R. Bill immediately forgot himself and moved closer to get a better look. Standing in the driveway between houses, he watched the men carry the chair in, and sure enough, her initials were scrawled across the back in the cursive he had chosen for it. Bill turned and hurried into the house. Telling himself that perhaps she had sold the chair to someone. There was no way she could be here. She didn’t know where he lived.
“Hello Bill. It’s nice to see you again.”
Nearly crashing into her on his way to the front door, he froze, mouth agape. “What are you doing here??” he asked.
She chuckled and held up a key ring, jingling it in his face. “I’m your neighbor now, Bill. Aren’t you happy to see me?”
Bill backed away from her, shaking his head, “I never told you where I lived. And how the hell did you get that house?! They loved that house, they would never have sold it to someone lik-”
Cocking her head to the side she gave him a soul snatching look. “Someone like me? A Dominatrix and a whore, hmm? Is that what you were going to say, boi?”
Bill realized his mistake all too late, as she began to explain, what he feared most. “Your neighbors were very happy to move out of the house and hand over the keys, when I told them what I needed it for. They ah.. sold it to me for 1 dollar, you see. The smell inside had gotten so bad that they were happy to let me or really anyone, have the house for free. But I insisted on paying the dollar…. for tax reasons, you understand.”
Her Laughter Rang Out In The Chilly Night Air
“It’s very funny, honestly. They thought they were cursed. They were happy to sell the house to the stupid black whore… you see.” Bill stammered, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend-”
“You meant exactly what you said, Bill. And your face is the expression of soured milk, right now. But don’t worry Bill, it can get worse. Much worse.” She ended their conversation with a smile, turning to head over to her new property. She stopped, turning back to him. “By the way Bill, if you want to join me, we’re having a little Monster’s Ball Halloween party at the big mansion. You know the one I’m sure, you helped the former owner acquire it, yes?”
She watched the sea of questions spreading across his face, before he finally spoke. “I’m afraid I can’t attend, Duchess, my wife wouldn’t understand.” More laughter. Mocking his every word. “Your wife will understand just fine. That is of course unless you want to jump straight to the ‘much worse’ part now. Is that what you desire, Bill?”
Her set up was flawless, and as his memories of his visits with her came flooding back, he realized he’d made many mistakes, and that his reckoning would leave more than a bad taste in his mouth. The Duchess knew things about him. Not only did she know, but she had keepsakes from their time together. His body still tingling in the places she’d corrupted him. Suddenly aching with the remembrance of all he allowed her to do, and had surrendered to. All the things he hid from his wife. The Duchess with her irresistible love spell had marked him, not physically, but mentally, emotionally, and she knew the power she wielded, even better than he ever would.
And so he agreed, to go to the Monster’s Ball. Because he feared for his wellbeing, and that of his household if he failed to comply.
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The Halloween Monster’s Ball Was A Lavish Prurient Event
Everywhere you turned – while everyone was dressed to the nine’s, sex was happening and on display, save for those locked in chastity, who could not use their caged cocks. Women beating naked men. Men on their knees, sucking, fucking, or being fucked. The sounds of orgasmic submissives using each other for the entertainment of their Mistresses. The scent of high priced perfume and cologne intermingled with the scent of sweat and sex and bodily fluids, permeated the senses. Bill stood uncomfortably by the cocktail bar, watching everything happening around him, remembering his wife’s words.
“Don’t go to that party, Bill. You shouldn’t go, that’s no place for you.” He was firm in his reasoning, kissing his wife goodbye. “I have to do this,” he’d whispered in her ear. “I just need you just this once, to trust me, please.”
A tender goodbye that held no indication of the display he witnessed now. The crack of a whip, a man crying out in bliss, or was it pain? At first he didn’t recognize her, sitting in the satiny blue gown, conversing with two men. One kneeling at her feet, the other, the younger of the two, literally hanging on her every word while she fucked him with her eyes. Those eyes, deep brown and mesmerizing. He remembered looking up at her many a night. “Look at me while I’m fucking you, boi.” His orgasms seemed to last forever when she was inside him, and never breaking his gaze. Bill’s body shivered at the pornographic imagery spinning him out of the now, and into their past indecencies. He snapped out of it just long enough to see her walking towards him, and the looks on her boi slaves faces filled with longing.
What A Strange Pendant On Her Neck
He thought to himself. Which was unusual because only a second or two prior he was bracing himself for whatever was about to happen. Suddenly in the calm of her gaze, he couldn’t remember what he was going to say. “It’s a gift,” she murmured, into his ear. Bill hadn’t remembered speaking aloud, but much had happened over the past few days, that was inexplicable. “Given to me very willingly I’d like to mention. Look at his shiny erection.” She stroked silken fingers over the pendant, and Bill swore the thing moved. The Duchess laughed, “I’m going to need you to do something for me. And then once you’re done, you’ll be free to go home.” She purred the last words at him, and Bill looked at her confused. Somewhere deep in his jacket pocket, his phone on silent, began to go off. One missed call after another. But Bill was far too entranced by H.E.R. to even think of his phone.
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Stripped Naked And Covered In Aphrodisiac Infused Oil
Bill stood on the stage, his wrists bound in front of him, chains connecting cuffs on his ankle. The Duchess was a mere foot away from him, talking to the crowd, telling them what was about to transpire. The air shimmered and moved. Everyone was in a frenzy, excited for the night’s show. That’s when Bill noticed that some of the submissives were sprawled out on the floor, fucking right there in front of the stage. The moans were palpable, and everyone stood around, seeming not to notice. All else were focused on the stage. The Duchess hummed closer, into the mic, and directly into his ear, “it’s time for Bill’s sacrifice. Though I’d say that Bill here is no stranger to what’s about to happen… are you Bill?” The crowd laughed and cooed at the suggestion. And then, a hush fell over all, as she beckoned him forward, assistants bending him over the black leather bench, and chaining him to it. Legs spread, ready to be mounted and fucked for all to see.
The Silence Was Deafening
Bill had stripped on stage, and his clothes were folded neatly in a pile near the bench. Then he noticed his phone on top of the pile, and could just make out flashing notifications, missed calls, and then a new text message popped up on the screen. “Bill please call me immediately, if you see this get out of there NOW.” He thought it strange that he would be taunted by his phone face up, just out of reach, but close enough to read the urgent message pop up, before the screen went black – while he was helpless to do much about it. He felt her presence behind him, his cheeks spreading. Looking out to the crowd, he saw a sea of faces watching, and waiting.
“Now Bill,” she began, just as she slid her black cock deep inside him. It slid so quickly, he was instantly sheathed, with an alien sense of fullness that both aroused and startled him. He felt a cold breeze on his oiled skin and shuddered. “I know I said that you would need only do this one thing for me,” she began rocking, back and forth inside him slowly, “but I must admit, I was very disappointed when you disappeared and stopped returning my calls.” Stopping for a moment, she lifted her head to the crowd. “I bought Bill’s neighbors house, by the way, everyone. You’re all welcome to visit any time, so I can show you all the nice things Bill bought for me, and the pictures of him I have framed, decorating various spots in the house.” He remembered the pictures, the videos, and fear flooded his body. He had forgotten, but with every passing moment, his memory was restored, and his arousal replaced with terror. She purred again and laughed, thrusting forward and stopping. “Bill, you made a promise to me, dearest one. And you cannot break a promise to me….” her voice deepened, he felt the scratch of her nails down his back, breaking the skin, a woman moaned out at the gestured. “Ohhhhhhh give him to us,” she begged.
The Monster’s Ball Attendees Inched Closer To The Stage
The Duchess chuckled, “not yet beloved.” She continued, “as I was saying bill… you cannot break a promise to me, without paying the price.” Her girthy she cock pounded into him and swelled, it hadn’t ever felt that way before, but it didn’t matter now. His back began to burn where she scratched him, and something was trickling down the sides of the table from the scratches. When she thrust again, Bill screamed. “I always take what’s owed Bill,” she purred, wet sounds of moving flesh all around him. “Your wife was calling you, to tell you to get out of the mansion, Bill.”
“Because while I did say you’re going home at the end of the night, I didn’t specify what home that would be. So it would seem I told a little fib, just like all the lies you told to your wife about being away on business, when your legs were pointed toward my ceiling and you were screaming my name.” The Ebony Femdom giggled, digging her nails into his flesh as she pumped.
“I guess wifey found out who I really am… what I am, and was trying to warn you, Bill,” she hissed.
The crowd watched, his face twisted in agony, mouth stretched open soundlessly, as with every thrust of her ebony succubus cock, she pulled the life from him. The last thing he saw, was the moaning woman with her arms outstretched, no longer in her human form. He could hear her saying, “yessss give him to me I’m so hungry,” even as his vision and hearing faded, and all his foolish mistakes flashed before his eyes. This creature and many others, writhing on the floor before him, would be feeding on his remains. His body sagged, now withered and drained. The crowd of Dommes and submissives all clapped and commented, moving forward to collect their snack. The Duchess retrieved her “girl dick” and smiled down at her audience.
Bill was finally home.
The Ebony Femdom Hopes You’ve Enjoyed This Terrifying Halloween Tale
I realize I went a little dark, and a bit long? I was inspired and if scary stories frighten you, I’d suggest reading it with the lights on. Now if you would like to reach me and get the life fucked out of you, I’m happy to assist. Or we can trade the horror for something more sensual if you prefer. Just call me, 1-800-601-6975 is the number. Ask for Duchess Willow. I also make custom audios if you need something to guide you to ecstasy, and are unable to call or text privately. Stay safe, and stay blessed. Your next stop on the Halloween blog train is Mistress Cassandra.
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Greetings, subbies, sissies, and filthy bois. I do hope you’re enjoying your magical ride into the unknown, with our Halloween blog train. Your last stop was Mistress Becky, and if you have not read the previous entries, please start with Mistress Cassidy. Don’t worry about missing any stops, there will be a train in the station, every 30 minutes. Your next stop is the cocktoberfest cocktail bar, for a bit of refreshment. And don’t forget, Monday through Friday, 5pm to 8pm Eastern, the cocktail bar will be open all month long, with phone sex cocktail hour discounts for you.
The Ebony Femdom Mad Scientist – Shrinking Potion At The Cocktail Bar
“Do you think the rumors are true?”
The Duchess was seated near the cocktail bar, people watching, and having her chocolaty toes worshiped by one of her footstools. She wiggled her toes, smiling down at the docile foot bitch, as he politely begged, “please Duchess, might you season my champagne once more?” She obliged, dipping her toes into his champagne glass, and then sliding them into his mouth as he sucked. A smile on her lips promised possibly another type of “champagne” later, if he was a good boi.
Rumors Of All Sorts Circulated Around The Monster’s Ball
Tilting her head to the side and cutting her eyes to bar, seeking out the curious soul who was asking questions. Some things they had gotten right, the submissive, gossiping hens some of these men were. She spotted him, gabbing away with another attendee and listening with laser sharp focus, to what spilled from one’s lips to the other. The speaker’s eyes widened, “Oh yes! Every year something eery and supernatural happens to the guests- some of the guests, it’s part of the lure.” He leaned in, “did you hear what happened last year?”
Taking Her Cue, The Duchess Snapped Her Fingers
The foot bitch ceased with a pout, retreating to a kneeled position on the floor with his head down. She stood, the blue gown she wore flowing and swaying against her body like waves in the ocean, unnatural rivulets that only would be noticed, by those she wanted to see. Hips swaying, breasts heaving, threatening to spill from the top of her plunging neckline, the man asking all the questions, stiffened when the breeze hit the back of his neck, tiny hairs standing on end, as he inhaled the sweet, intoxicating scent of her perfume, and turned his head. Ignoring him at first, she stared coolly at his tale telling friend. The man’s face reddened, the one asking the questions had to stop himself from gawking at her.
“Hello Bois What Are We Drinking Tonight?”
He was handsome, no matter how curious he seemed. Just the right height, just the right size, dark hair, dark eyes. And already eating out of her hand even if he didn’t know it yet. His storytelling friend stammered, “oh, I was just having a scotch and-”
“Blue.” She gestured to the bartender, who was fully nude save for his bartenders apron. “Bring three glasses.” Elegantly sliding into place on the barstool and making herself comfortable, she watched the two men preening for her attention, suddenly hyper aware of their appearance, the dark haired boi unconsciously batting his eyelashes at her. His storytelling friend, was neither smart, nor nearly as appealing, and had resided himself to staring at her cleavage. That was until he noticed her necklace.
“What’s that?” he asked, pointing rather rudely at her breasts. If The Duchess was annoyed by his lack of manners, she didn’t show it, “this…” she began, “you mean the pendant?” She traced her fingertips across her cleavage, and let her eyes travel from his, down to his crotch, letting him know immediately that she was far better at being rude, than he was, when she wanted to be. He balked, “uh yeah, it’s a really nice… piece.”
The Duchess continued talking to his crotch, tilting her head to the side, and running her fingers back and forth against her breasts. “You’re wondering what’s in the bottle, and how you’re going to get me into bed.. pet?”
The White Bois Were Too Stunned To Speak
The glasses arrived, the bartender placing a glass in front of The Duchess first, and then each of the men. The handsome brunette averted his gaze, while his soon to be in quite the pickle – friend – attempted to recover himself. She waved a hand up interrupting him. “You do realize that you are un-collared, and if I choose, I can have you both, tonight, in positions that would make the Headmistress herself, blush. Oh.. and I’ve a penchant for making people blush. So if you wish to bed me, you’d better drink that down.”
“What is it?” the silly mouth breather asked. Duchess cut her eyes at him, then back to his crotch, and spoke directly to his dick, “drink it now, without asking questions, boi. Before I change my mind and take your friend upstairs without you.” Swirling a finger around the rim of her glass, and smiling at the handsome brunette – making him blush once more – she watched the two hurriedly grab their drinks, and swallow them down.
Duchess Smirked And Turned Her Head To Check On Her Foot Bitch
Almost as if feeling her eyes on him, he peered over to see her smiling. And he knew what that smile meant, while the two at the bar, did not. Turning back to the yammering gossiper and the handsome dark haired boi, she could see already the affects the blue drink were having…. on the blabbermouth. “You, boi, come closer… you wanted to know more about what’s in the bottle yes?” He took cautious steps toward her, as she pulled a miniature magnifying glass from her cleavage, and handed it to him. Sliding a silken hand behind his neck, she pulled him to her. “Go on boi, since you’re so curious, look through the glass, and you’ll see what’s in the bottle.”
The Ebony Femdom Didn’t Seem Too Worried About The Shaggy Haired Male Getting Too Close…
The blue drink very quickly weaved its intended effect on him, and as he lifted the small magnifying glass, looking into the bottle pendant, his eyes went wide. “Ohmmyyy g- is that a-” he picked his head up to look at her and saw the Ebony Femdom nodding and smiling. “Yes. Yes it is.” She pushed him off her with the gentlest of shoves, the boi struggling to regain his balance, as he turned to look at his friend. The two exchanged glances, his handsome friend puzzled as to what he had seen. Duchess chuckled, “would you like to have a look too?” The boi hesitated, and she laughed again. “Very well, I can show you later, ahh, your friend looks a little small.”
He Turned To His Friend And Then Back To The Duchess
“I’m sorry, forgive me Mistress-”
“Duchess.”
“My apologies Duchess, did you say he looked a little small?”
“Hmm, did I say small? I meant tired, slip of the tongue,” she replied, with a grin.
Except That He Did Look A Few Inches Shorter
When the brunette boi turned to look at him again, he felt a breeze and smelled the scent of ocean air, even though they were hundreds of miles from the coast, or any beaches. His brow furrowed, he turned back to The Ebony Femdom, and then did he notice, the fluid way her dress moved against her body. “He doesn’t have much time, and he is no longer in any state to hear or comprehend what I’m about to say to you,” she explained. “Yes, the rumors you asked about are true, and very soon your shaggy little friend will join the others in his fate.” His mouth opened and closed in stunned silence, as she continued, as if reading his thoughts. “You’re safe, for now and so long as you please me, which… I have a feeling you will. Unfortunately the lost soul now trapped inside this bottle, did not please me, and like your friend soon will discover, he became a lovely piece of jewelry for me to wear.”
It Was Then That He Noticed The Rings On Her Fingers
And the earrings. Dazzling blue jewels, with something more to them, or in them. “I would be honored to serve you, Duchess,” the boi blurted. Duchess smiled, “yes, I’m aware that you are an honorable man. That’s why the blue mermaid didn’t have the same effect on you.”
“The.. blue mermaid?” he asked. She nodded. “The drink I gave you effects each individual differently, based on your integrity, or lack thereof. Some people grow, others shrink, and some still, transform.” As he listened, he began to turn his head, The Ebony Femdom stopped him. “What you may see, will be quite shocking. Are you sure you want to witness this?” There was a clink and clamor behind him, he glanced at the bartender to find him busying himself looking at anything except what was transpiring directly in front of him. Another strange creaking sound and the grinding of metal. “Permission to ask a question, Duchess?”
“Permission Granted”
“What is in that drink you gave us?”
“Some would call it a sort of truth serum. I was a biochemist, before I entered the BDSM realm, and I have learned a few things, and seen much more than that. Each of the women in attendance tonight, have a very special set of acquired skills. Some of those skills were supernaturally gifted to them. As it turns out, my chosen field was no accident. I’ve been blessed with gifts that science cannot find an explanation for, which is why I left the laboratory I worked for. They had nicknamed me The Mad Scientist, and were a bit too inquisitive, as to how I was able to turn men… into things like this…..” she pointed to her bottle pendant, “and things, like that.” Gesturing behind him, she nodded as to signal it was safe to turn around.
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Her Shrinking Potion Had Worked Its Magic
One of the servants rushed over, to collect the heap of empty clothes. Out of the pants leg of his suit, a tiny, 2 inch tall sterling silver replica of the once shaggy haired friend, stood frozen in time and space. The blue mermaid had claimed her next victim. Without thinking, the boi knelt down and picked up his former friend, now reduced to a kneeling, naked silver pendant. He turned and handed the pendant to her, and she smiled. “Thank you for handing him over, dear. Now, why don’t I show you the rest of this massive mansion, and tell you some of the true stories of this enchanted mansion? Oh and…. quite possibly fuck the brakes off you, hmm?”
The brunette boi blushed and smiled, offering his hand to help her off the bar stool. She took his arm, whispering softly, “you can walk upright… for now.” Passing by her foot sub and taking his leash. “Come along boi, we’re going to give my new pet here, a tour, and then…..” The foot bitch crawled obediently behind her and her new found boy toy, making sure to stay out of the way as she led them upstairs. Later that night, obscene noises, slapping and men’s moaning – evidence of her bewitching love spell and powers – could be heard, echoing through the hallway.
Tiny Men And Obedient Sex Toys Are Welcome At The Monster’s Ball
I hope you enjoyed this years offering for the Halloween blog train. If you did like the story, give me a call and let me know. 1-800-601-6975 is where you can reach me, ask for Duchess Willow. For more of my services and content for sale, check the links below. Now grab some refreshments, get comfortable and enjoy your kinky travels. We’ve got many more stations to go on the blog train, and your next stop, is Mistress Ryan with a Vampire tale.
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Contrary to whatever you weirdos think, I am very accommodating on phone sex calls. That’s because I want to be satisfied, and I want you to be satisfied, and very much addicted to me. So I am going to first tell you about my new limp penis CBT mp3, for sale now in the phone sex audios store. Then I’m going to share with you, one of the most important things you need to know, to have great phone sex with me, and have a memorable, mind blowing experience. Now for some of you crackers in the audience, I’m gonna need you to put on your big boi panties, because what I have to say to you is going to sting. And if you fuck with me, my words can be far worse than what I will do to you nuts with my steel toe boots. Disclaimer: From the immortal words of jasminesgarden on tiktok: “Your cognitive dissonance will deactivate your critical thinking when you’re triggered. So I’m not offending you, you are just upset.”
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Another thing you must know before you call me, is that I have an excellent sense of humor. Which is why I laughed, several times while recording this limp penis CBT audio as I was editing it. I find the noises men make when they’re in self induced pain, hysterically funny. What you can expect when you press play on the audio after purchase, is a rather comedic rendition of what silly bitches sound like when they test my patience. It’s also a lesson in being careful what you wish for, because you will get it, if you ask for it. Where pain play is concerned, I enjoy beating the sh** out of the willing, begging, and masochistic souls that seek my firm backhand. If you don’t know what CBT means, it stands for cock and ball torment. Where your balls are concerned, I suspect there is only one reason you wouldn’t call me for CBT, and that’s because you’re a coward. No offense to the wonderfully intelligent and talented non-black Dommes I work with, but if you give me an inch (for some of you that’s all you have), you will belong to me, and that terrifies you while simultaneously making your pathetic dick twitch.
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I don’t know about my readers, but I do follow on social media, some of the most talented and experienced Black Mistresses in the industry, and I’ve learned plenty from them. I’m also aware of the marginalization of Black Women in the sex work industry, which I’ve discussed several times before. And it is due to the stereotypes some of you morons have where black women are concerned. To which I say this: The same sh** you ask the non-black Femdoms to do to you, is the same exact thing I will do to you. So I’m going to need yall to leave your bs elsewhere and get over your silly estimations. Those who come to me willingly, and have excellent communication skills, are going to have a great time with me. And those who don’t……
How To Have Great Phone Sex With The Duchess
Here is the most important thing to remember, before you pick up that phone; before you are connected to me: When you get on the phone with me and I say hello, I expect you to behave like someone who came to serve a Dominant woman and have that experience. Or if you’re more on the vanilla side, be prepared to have a conversation about what you’re looking for, and what I offer, because I offer both. You’re not going to know that, if you get on the phone with me and go mute and start acting standoffish, and suddenly your whole demeanor changed because you’re talking to a black woman and you expect her to know what the fuck is going on in your head without you telling her. So first off: CUT THAT SH** OUT. Yes, I am very intuitive – more than you will ever know – and I can tell when someone is full of you know what. I’m blunt, get over it. Once you do, here’s my advice for having a great phone sex session.
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Ask For Exactly What You Want
What’s wild to me, in my years of experience working the phones, is how many men will call a line, sit there on the phone being a mouth breather, and expect the “experienced PSO” to know what they want. That’s not how that works. If you want to have a good phone sex session, you have to come to the table ready to have a conversation. You are also going to have to use your GROWN UP words and tell Mistress what you want. And at 2.99 a minute with a ten minute minimum, you’re just throwing money away if you can’t pull it together. So in short: OPEN UP YOUR FUCKING MOUTH.
Great Phone Sex Requires Communication And Conversation Same As Any D/s Relationship
Or for that matter any relationship at all. Phone sex relationships are no different. Society has gotten so brainwashed and mindfucked by using implied language that yall don’t even know how to properly say what you want without acting like a juvenile about it. I require a person to be direct with me, for a very simple reason: I don’t understand hints and tap dancing. So if you attempt to be clever and pull some foolishness, the only person wearing a clown getup is your dumb ass. And by the way, I do not answer the phone: “Who the fuck is this, bitch. Tell me what you want or get the fuck off my phone.”
Damn Duchess Willow That’s Really Rude
Could you imagine if I spoke to you like that, on the phone? A random stranger that I just met? Yeah, pretty wild. It’s equally wild when yall pay for sessions and then want someone to coddle and cajole you to speak your mind. I don’t do that in my realm, I expect you to act like an adult and have a conversation. I actually like having conversations with people who have something to say, and want to go off on an adventure with me. Would you go to a restaurant or fast food joint, and stand there with your arms folded, pouting, and tell the cashier that you don’t want to tell them what you want because they should just know? Lemme school you on that right quick….
Are You A Phone Sex Regular Of Mine?
If not, I’m gonna be the one to break the news to you, that you’re going to have to be a big boi and tell me what you’re looking for, so you can get the business. My regulars already knew this, and that’s why when they call me…. come closer, lemme whisper this in your ear….. They get. What. They want. Groundbreaking. If you wanna play games and act a natural ass fool, go play with something safe.
Unless You Paid For An Ignore Line Session
Listen, I’m more than happy to put the phone down and let you listen to me fart in your face (some of yall get down like that, especially the Ebony Giantess Femdom fans, I know.. nasty bois), eat, or let you listen to the sound of silence. Ignore line phone sex calls are a powerful and wonderful way to submit to a Dominant while being in their presence. Except of course you didn’t want an ignore call, you didn’t tell Mistress what you wanted, and now you’re frustrated with your lil limp dick in your hand, because you wanted to behave like a jackass.
I Am Sweet As Pie And Have Manners As Long As You Do
No. Really. I am. My bluntness is just the disclaimer than no one else is going to give you before calling me. So we can have: A sensual phone sex call; a sexy body worship or ass worship session; an entertaining CBT scene; whatever you can dream up (within limits obvs), so long as you remember that relationships and good communication take the energy of two. Now I’m pretty sure you call because you need to destress, and this is a luxury entertainment service. So if you want to take advantage that luxury, you’re gonna have to come up off your high horse when you talk to me. And so that you know, a black woman asserting herself and having autonomy, does not mean “she has an attitude.” However, I do match energies. Take that however you want.
On A Positive Note – Thank You To My Callers
I want you to know that those of you who are regulars, I appreciate your kindness, your obedience, your understanding, and what you bring to our sessions. That’s what makes this job worthwhile. Additionally I enjoy how your filthy little minds work, especially when you tell me what you want, need, and what a dirty boi you’ve been. (wink)
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There are several ways to do sessions with me. Phone, text, virtual, email and text, and as of this past month or so, lovense chat. If you are unable to do sessions, you can buy my phone sex audios or order a custom audio. So in conclusion: Ask for what you want, be direct, be respectful, stop being weird. And of course go buy my limp penis CBT audio. Links to my services are below. If you find this blog and all posts helpful, subscribe and share. To call me, for CBT, to eat my ass from the back, or anything else, dial 1-800-601-6975 and ask for Duchess Willow. Email me at willow@enchantrixempire.com for appointments, custom audios, and text sessions, or if you have a question that can be answered quickly. Stay safe, and stay blessed.
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This blog about training black sissies, is going to be juicy, and it will probably trigger someone’s masculinity card. September is pass the penis month, and I’d like to discuss sissy training for black men. The answer to the question – Is training black sissies a real kink? – before you ask, is yes. Yes there are black male submissives, and there are black male sissies. That may seem odd to hear, for any cis white man who assumed all black men were dominant dick swinging bulls. Being an Ebony Femdom who trains you lily white masculinity lacking sissies is fun, but there’s a certain kind of eroticism and power play involved, when dealing with black sissies.
Training Black Sissies
Just like white men who enjoy being submissive; like those that enjoy the BNWO, being tattooed sissies serving black Femdoms; and the “crackhead” sissies that enjoy humiliation – there are black men who also enjoy giving up control, and have a feminization kink. For varying reasons there are fewer black men that would even admit they liked being pegged or coerced to wear women’s underwear and suck another man’s dick, but they exist. Mostly due to the stresses of racism, homophobia, and transphobia. However let me say this, there is no shame in black men embracing their submissive side, and their feminine side. And for black sissies, it can be very healing.
Do Black Sissies Serve Black Mistresses?
Without going on a tangent about racism in the kink community, yes, and no. If you’d like to know why I said that, it’s for the same reason some white bois are terrified of submitting to a black woman. No I’m not going to elaborate here, we can discuss all that and more in session. However the black sissies that do serve Black Dommes, do exist, and the black kink community is thriving, with more black men, women, trans, non binary people exploring BDSM and their Dominant and submissive sides. I should know, I’m a switch… for the right person.
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Black Men And Gender And Feminization
The term sissies was used formerly to describe gay men, and over time it has evolved to mean feminine men, or men who don’t fit the gender norms. Without getting into a huge debate, apparently there are some younger generation that don’t know anything about the sissy kink and find that and literally anything else, offensive. Don’t bring any of that bs over here, to me, a woman who is black, and knows black women have been called far worse. I don’t want to hear about how you think the word is harmful, when we have far worse things happening in the world. Let people have their feminization kink and be quiet. Everything within the BDSM umbrella CAN be problematic if misused, so do what you want with that information. I am a supporter of black men embracing their feminine side, and if they want to be coerced into wearing panties and have a Femdom call them bad words because it gets them off, who are you to criticize? For black men into sissification, their submissive kinks help them deal with a world that expects them to be super macho dick swinging studs.
If A Black Man Wants To Wear A Tutu… That’s His Business
I don’t expect people outside of the black community, to understand transphobia and homophobia in the black community, and how THAT is far more harmful than the word “sissy.” There is a very toxic environment within our community, and the most homophobic and transphobic, are not just cis black men. Some of the cis women are also hellishly phobic, and to be honest I don’t know if being bi or pansexual for a black man is worse than being gay, due to the fact that there’s this misconception that “bisexual” equals promiscuous, and black transwomen are sadly also the targets of attacks from cis men who are terrified of trans people. Lots to unpack, surely. So sissy training for black men involves having a safe space to play without judgement. I offer that to those interested, naturally. Same rules apply: Be respectful of me, and I won’t kick your teeth in.
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Sissification Is Not About Shaming Women
Some people get this part twisted. Often. So let me set the record straight: Being a woman is a privilege. PERIOD. Men enjoy the sissy fetish because the idea of having their masculinity stripped away makes their dicks hard. It’s not about shaming women, or saying that being a woman is redactive. It’s about that tickle of humiliation, many cis men feel, wearing stockings and bras instead of slacks and business suits. For others they are curious what it’s like to be a woman, albeit an exaggerated caricature of one. For instance, the whole “shemale” and bimbo fetish is quite a deep dive into the extreme end of sissification. Nevertheless for these men that embrace their kink, it starts with curiosity and gender bending. Sometimes that curiousity becomes a lifestyle; sometimes that curiosity becomes permanent.
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You need not worry about what I think of you as a black man, if you’re seeking sissification. If my man wanted to wear garters before blowing my back out, as long as he is laying the pipe right he can wear whatever he wants. The aforementioned does not only apply to black men, I date whomever I like, good dick is a requirement regardless of what color you are. But I digress, if you’re a black man wanting sissy training, do call me. Sissies have always been – to me – their own entity. Neither man, nor woman, just sissy, and fanning their sissy feathers in whatever way gets them off. So let’s discuss the sissy fetish, and who better to discuss sissies with, than a black woman who enjoys turning men the fuck out?
Call The Ebony Femdom For Sissy Training
So here’s your call to action. Read this whole damn thing, and then take the plunge into that delicious loss of masculinity, and dive into the sissy fetish. If you’re a younger gen and you are confused as to why anyone would laud this kink or why it’s so popular, or why you don’t know nearly enough about it, also… call me. I like talking to some of the younger adults that are just getting into kink and BDSM, and I’d also be happy to give you some tips on how to protect yourself and choose a Dominant to explore with.. because sometimes yall leap before you look, and being horny can get you in trouble now can’t it? For sissy training and everything else – including pass the penis games and pass the sissy, dial 1-800-601-6975 and ask for Duchess Willow. Until we speak, stay safe and stay blessed.
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Distance domination and phone sex bridge the gap, for a connection that many people find are missing from their lives or… that they simply don’t have time for. And let’s face reality, we’re still dealing with life after covid, and now some monkey foolishness, which makes hook up culture and casual flings more dangerous. Because casual sex could cost you your health, and at the very worst, your life. Not worth the risk, and to be true it never was. Better to stay home, call The Duchess, and have some safe, sane, consensual fun while I put your through your paces. Which bring me to my new lovense chat package.
Ebony Femdom Texting – Lovense Chat With The Duchess
If you have been thinking about trying out long distance sex toys, I have a discreet package for you, that allows both of us to play with each other, with the added bonus of texting. If you are unable to call and prefer text sessions, there are two ways you can use this package with me. One, you can purchase the 30 minute lovense chat package, and then play with me on skype or discord. Two, we can play exclusively through the app, which does have a messaging feature.
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Just remember, you heard it hear first. This offer is only good with me. You must have a long distance lovense device, and the app, and the ability to share your device and text. Now I’m about to rake some of you across the hot coals for a second. Please do not purchase this package and then expect me to help you set it up; do not purchase this if you don’t have a lovense toy. LOL Because why would your dumb ass do that? Buy a lovense, the current remote offerings are on the lovense site where you can choose accordingly based on what you will need for yourself.
Instructions For Using A Lovense Device
The package comes with instructions, keep in mind you need to have your lovense on hand and the app installed otherwise none of this is going to work for you. You will also need to know how to operate, connect, and allow access to your device, in order for me to play with you. I would suggest acclimating yourself before purchasing the chat package. I own a Lush 3, and if you would like to know how powerful and effective the toys are, it works like a charm for quick clitoral or vaginal orgasms, and you can connect your device in world for virtual sessions.
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Safety When Using Lovense Toys
You don’t have to worry about anyone gaining access to your toys, because you can permit or deny access to the person you choose at any time. Obviously, be careful who you choose to give access to, outside of using it for sessions with me. If you prefer to add phone sex to your chat session, you will still need to first buy the package, or call into dispatch.
Virtual Lovense Sessions
As I mentioned on the virtual world phone sex site, you can connect your toy in world to synch with some of the lovense furniture available. If you’re into game play and want a full surround type experience and immersion. If you choose this option, you will need to download and install the lovense connect app, for in world play, as the lovense remote app, does not work in the virtual world.
I’m Gonna Ask If You Read This – And The Directions…
If you call me whacking away at your sausage and tell me you didn’t read or even bother to set up your device, I will hang up on you. I will also laugh at you. I am not doing the legwork for you, you’re going to do that yourself. And no, dispatch cannot connect you to your lovense, dummy. Think of me as the Dominant hot Ebony teacher you’ve always dreamed of, there will be a quiz on this. Let’s see who is paying attention:
What do you need in order to have a lovense chat session?
How do you purchase a toy?
Where can you use your remote lovense?
What app do you need in order to use lovense in the virtual world?
What is the difference between the lovense remote and lovense connect?
Can dispatch or Duchess Willow connect your device to the app?
I’m not playing with yall. LOL You better have your sh** together before you buy this package or I WILL clown you. If you decide lovense and the technology is too much for you, you can always purchase and email and text package from phone sex assignments, or a sexy texting or phone sex session when I’m available for calls.
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If you’d like to do a phone session and test your new device out, or you just want to chat about your kinks, or how stupid semen retention is for big dick men, call me. Dial 1-800-601-6975 and ask for Duchess Willow. Links to phone sex audios – including my new white male sissy verbal humiliation, custom audios, and dick ratings, are below. And don’t forget about the sizzling summer phone sex offer. Do a 30+ minute session and get entered to win 20 minutes free, with me, or one of the 22 participating Mistresses. Stay safe and stay blessed.
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I’ve been in a sexless relationship before and lemme tell you, that is clown bitch behavior. Semen retention is for betas, not real men with real dick. I don’t wanna hear none of that bullsheeeit ever anywhere near me, if you’re fortunate to be fucking me because I will throw your ass out of my house.
Semen Retention Is For Betas, And Bitch Asses
Semen retention is a form of “empowerment” ((laughing)) that incels use. And really it’s the first step to embracing being a beta male. Denying women sex because you think it will make us submit to you – when we have battery operated friends that have better housecleaning and overall manners than the sexless men who don’t wash their asses – will only ensure you never see pussy a day in your life. The only men I’ve ever heard talking about semen retention, are men with small dicks, submissive men, feminine men, or men who are practicing some form of martial arts mastery. Miss me with that bs, I want the money shot. I like knowing that the masculine man I’m riding is having a good time, and I want that load all over these titties.
Are You A Bitch?
Outside of the Femdom realm, my preference is cis-men with good hygeine and long thick dick. I know.. there are very few left of that specimen. What I’m saying is if I’m talking about sex with a man who’s dick I want in my guts, if you ever say anything along the lines of advocating for semen retention, or you’re not worried about semen loss – nothing dries my pussy up faster than hearing that wack, bitch made nonsense in response to me wanting to actually fuck you. I’m aware that there are some sexperts and sexologists teaching that men can have orgasms without ejaculate. Call me a traditional hoe but I want you to slap that dick on my face and nut in, and on, and around, the vicinity of my entire body. I’m not interested in watching your dick dry heave.
Give Duchess That Money Shot, Big Dick Man
There is nothing more attractive to me, than an attractive man, with a pretty dick, shooting a thick, creamy load… everywhere. And since I’m not sexually attracted to feminine men, there is really no draw for me, to be with a man who’s not in tune sexually with his own body, or who views his women partners as caregiver surrogates. In other words if you’re a bitch with a little dick who cries more than he cums, I will consider you for Ebony Femdom sub training. And I do mean bitch, because men who can’t lay pipe and are d**d from the waist down are in the trash dick category.
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Semen Retention For Submissives
Now there is this whole nasty mess of real world issues that I do not care to discuss, I am on team ruined orgasm; team CBT; team male chastity; team gooning chronic masturbator, because if you’re a lame in the sex department I don’t give a fuck about you ever cumming. Nor do you have any pussy privileges in the foreseeable future. So if you’re a sissy, male chastity phone sex slave, sph humiliatee, or gooner, semen retention is perfect for you, because none of you are adquate enough to be my lover. And of course if you’re a white man your orgasms are about to become very expensive.
Some Cis Men Don’t Deserve Orgasms
In fact I’d dare say there’s only a small percentage of you that deserve pussy, let alone to nut in one. Those would be men who have a dick longer than 8 inches, wash the crack of their asses, respect black women – I didn’t say all women, I SAID black women – and know how to find the clitoris. The rest of you are just women who’s pussies fell out in utero. I realize I’m responsible for my words and not the context in which you understand them, so no, I’m not going to explain that last comment. Let’s just say I know the reason so many of you get cuckolded and are a disgrace to the women you married.
Men Who Do Deserve To Bust Wherever They Damn Well Please
He calls me feisty and I just rode his dick last night. I will probably ride his dick again tonight, and the night after that. He knows what to do and how to do it. Don’t you wish someone could say the same for you, bitch boi? I’m thinking about training him to do self fellatio and nut in his own face, because he has more than enough dick to entertain that notion. I do think there is something sexy about a man being able to suck his own dick, I’m kinky like that.
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You will enjoy my brutality. Yes I do have a new Mistress of Mean profile, because why not? Yall already think black women are loud, angry, and whatever else you call us when you think we’re not paying attention, while secretly wanting to be us. That’s alright, I don’t mind teaching you what it means to serve a Black Queen. The only thing better than the sting of my words is the sting of my dick as it stretches your anal canal. You may call me, brave boi, at 1-800-601-6975 when I’m on for calls. Ask for Duchess Willow. If you want custom audios or a text session, email me at Willow@enchantrixempire.com with what you’re looking for. Stay safe, and stay blessed. Keep reading for a special Sizzling Summer Phone Sex announcement.
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To worship a Black Queen means to give that Queen your body and mind so She may use it as She pleases.
Take care of Her, protect Her, pamper Her and allow Her to step and walk all over you as She pleases.
Worshipping a Black Queen isn’t a one time deal either it is a life long thing that you must practice everyday.
When She is not satisfied you must do everything in your power to fix that.
I believe Black Queens rule this world and without them this world would not operate.
Nothing is better than a Beautiful Black Queen taking control and putting whoever she sees fit in their place beneath her.
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Worship A Black Queen
That was submitted by one of my subs. The little snowflake wished to remain anonymous, so he shall. Some of you envelopian men are actually decent subs when you know your place. Some of you are also very adept at serving the Duchess. Thank you for the birthday gifts, btw. You’re welcome to send gifts if you missed it. Free your mind and your ass will follow. I do not care what age (OVER 18+ and beyond…) or gender you are, if you have a submissive bone in your body, you can learn to serve me. If this is something that interests you, reach out to me. I’m going to be busy making the world a better place over the next few weeks, with you in mind. Yes you. And you too.
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Yes I realize there are others who call themselves ebony femdom. The main reason I use that title is.. well.. take a look at the Mistresses on cock control and tell me how many of them you see, that are black women. I rest my case. No shade to my fellow Mistresses, they are very good at what they do. However if you are searching for a Black Mistress, or you’re a chronic masturbator who needs conversion to the gooning side, pick the phone up and call me. Dial 1-800-601-6975 and ask for Duchess Willow. If you want custom audios or my phone sex audios, or texting, dick ratings, email and text, you can find those in the links below or my audio store page on this blog. Hope you’re enjoying your hot boi and hot gurl summer.
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My birthday is almost here and of course it’s your job to spoil Duchess Willow 1-800-601-6975
Better late than never. My birthday is June 29th, if you want to send me a gift, you may utilize my Throne wishlist. Amazon and etsy giftcards to Willow@enchantrixempire.com are also welcome. If you have a question about sending something other than the aforementioned, please email me to discuss, or… just call me. Since I do like money, and I have quite a few phone sex audios in my store, you may choose to honor me by purchasing my audios, or ordering a custom audio. If you’re on a budget, please keep in mind that my phone sex ringtones are 5.00 each.
What’s The Duchess Doing For Her Birthday?
Oh… I plan on spending my time wisely and relaxing while being pampered and entertained, possibly some outdoor sex, though not the kind that is enjoyable by most cis men…. An Ebony Princess such as myself does not work on her birthday. If you want to call me to wish me happy birthday, you can dial 1-800-601-6975 and ask for Duchess Willow. Or if you can’t call, purchase a sexy texting session. If you need anything else, please familiarize yourself with my information below. Because for heaven sakes you can’t expect me to do all the work, for you. Stay safe, and stay blessed.
