I’ve seen many other mistresses do a sort of “A to Z” type of thing on their blogs and although I honestly thought it was something I had no real interest in doing, here it is.  Now, the reason for this is a new book I purchased recently.  I purchased the Encyclopedia of Unusual Sex Practices.  It seemed like it would be a fun read and I have to admit, so far so good.  This gave me an idea to share some interesting fetishes with you, the reader.  Of course, you’re going to get my take on them too, because I can’t resist.  So here goes.  We’ll start with “A” of course.  Oh, and if I skip a letter here and there, don’t fret about it.  Sometimes there isn’t anything really interesting to start with that letter, so I’ll skip it.  Anyway, on to the letter of the day!

A is for Acousticophilia

An acoustophile is aroused by sounds.  Any sort of sound actually.  This can be anything from sexual music or rock and roll to moaning and groaning.  It also includes commands and humiliating comments or verbal abuse as a form of arousal.  I’m sure if you’ve ever made a phone sex call and the mistress’s voice aroused you to the point of orgasm (and isn’t that the point?), you’ve experienced acousticophilia.  This is most likely why the recent poll on the Enchantrix Empire indicated that listening to a mistress’s voice or a podcast has helped the caller to make the decision on who to call.

Moans, Groans, and Whispers

Sounds are very useful during sex of any kind, whether it’s on the phone or in person.  A moan or whisper can indicate a lot.  It can mean things like, “go faster” or “mmmm, that feels great”.  Listening to our partners is as important as listening to our bodies.  Some people enjoy a lot of “dirty talk” during sex and actually need it to enjoy their sexual experience.  That would indicate that they are an acousticophile.

Music Soothes the Savage Breast

For some of you it’s all about the music that sets the scene.  I adore all sorts of music and especially erotic music.  Smooth jazz or blues is among my top favorites for sex.  Probably because I get distracted by lyrics, lol.  In fact, I recently spoke with a saxophone player and he played some music that did indeed make my panties a bit wet.  So, I guess I’m an acousticophile also.

So, next time you are on the phone with your mistress or you listen to an erotic audio or podcast, close your eyes and embrace your acousticophilic tendencies!

I get it every year, as I’m sure most of you do. Of course this year is different because the damned rain in Oregon just wants to hang on a bit longer than usual. But, the flowers are blooming, the skirts are getting shorter, and I’m waiting on summer. Spring fever can cause all sorts of naughty things to happen in my mind. I have to be sure and keep myself in check or I’ll be discovered dancing on the bar one night at the local watering hole. Cheers, all!

Sissy Fag Shout Outs

So, a lot of you have asked me to mention you in my blog lately. For my P-town slut that makes me some bank on the side from time to time, I haven’t heard from your hard working cock sucking slut ass in about a week, so I’m hoping you’re too busy getting your mouth filled with dick to give me a call. But, when you do, pimptress has some needs to tend to. So, get on your knees and work that jiz sucking mouth of yours into a frenzy, k? Don’t forget, you make more if you give up your ass for those fags at the all night suck and fuck. Margo, how could I forget you? You and your sexy little all black lingerie. Don’t forget, Margo, if you really want to be a cuckold sissy fag you got to learn how to get caught wearing wifey’s lingerie first. Not that she wants your clit anywhere near her anymore, right? I wonder whose dick she’s sleeping with tonight. I bet you wonder too. Ah well, such is the life of a cuckold wannabe faggot.

It seems I’ve been speaking to a lot of faggot cocksuckers lately. Open up your closet doors, you sissy fags! Get out there and be seen wearing a thong or even some lip gloss. Go get a tramp stamp. Do something totally daring and gay. You’re already either fantasizing about sucking cock or actually doing it, and some of you with total strangers no less. Might as well declare to the world that you’re a cocksucking whore, right? Yeah, I thought so.

So, tonight, I’m going to play around with my new 360 kinect, star wars edition (thanks, M!!) and leave you all hanging. But, you can be sure I’ll be back. Til then, keep the butt plug in and your lips lubed up. You never know what I might have in mind for you.

I was speaking with a client the other night and he asked me a question that I get quite often.  The question was, “Have you ever cuckolded someone?”  Well, naturally, I have cuckolded many men.  But he specifically wanted to know about that first time.  To be honest, I didn’t know there was a word for it that long ago.  It wasn’t something I had planned to do or even discussed with my current lover.  It was just something that happened.  You see, Joe, my lover, wasn’t exactly spectacular in the lovemaking department.  But he was a nice guy and he spoiled me rotten.  I had always gravitated toward older men and Joe appealed to me on many levels.  He took me to the best restaurants and bought me the best clothes and perfume.  Being young and in college it was “cool” to have an older man fawn over me and take me places.  As I said, he was “ok” in the bedroom.  Nothing spectacular, to be honest.  In fact, what he didn’t have in penis size he made up for in money and he was very attentive.

I expressed to Joe a desire to join a very prestigious health club and of course he eagerly whipped out his credit card.  Little did he know that this would begin his cuckold journey.  I went to the health club daily and I loved it.  There were a lot of great classes, taught by excellent instructors.  One class in particular quickly became my favorite for a few reasons.  One, it moved quickly and had very hip music, which I love.  It worked me hard and I love to work hard.  But, the other reason was the instructor.  He was FINE.  I mean F-I-N-E.  He was handsome and muscular without being overbuilt.  I wasn’t the only girl that had a crush on him though so I assumed my chances were next to nothing.  Besides, I had Joe, right?  Wrong.

One night I went out with some friends from my dorm and we hit a few new clubs.  I just happened to run into the instructor from my class at the third club we went to.  I was pleasant and we chatted a little.  He even bought me a drink.  But, then, one of the girls I was out with whispered in my ear that she had heard he had a monstrous cock.  Well, that was all I needed to know and I made it my mission to bed him that night.  After all, Joe would never know.

I was successful in getting him to take me home with him that night and I just couldn’t get enough of him.  He did have an enormous cock but it was more than that.  He was a fabulous lover.  He worked me out even  more than in his classes and I was putty in his hands.  This went on for awhile.  A few months to be exact.  I had to really juggle seeing Tyrone (that was his name) and Joe.  I didn’t think there was any harm in getting from Tyrone what I wasn’t getting from Joe.

Then, it happened.  One night I was leaving a restaurant with Tyrone and we ran into Joe.  Joe was shocked, I could tell.  But, it was even more shocking to me when he called me the next day.  I thought for sure my days of having an older sugar daddy were completely over.

I went to see Joe and he told me how turned on it had made him seeing me with Tyrone.  He said all he could think of all night long was the thought of me being fucked by that big beautiful black man and he imagined that huge cock inside me.  He said he had never had such an intense orgasm masturbating as he had when he was thinking about me and Tyrone.  He asked me to tell him all the details and he was sure we had been sleeping together.  So, I did even better for poor sweet Joe since I had just left Tyrone’s bed less than an hour before showing up at Joe’s house.

I slid off my damp panties which were still slightly sticky from Tyrone’s huge load and the fantastic pounding he had given me before I left.  I handed them to Joe.  He put them to his nose and sniffed them, and he smiled.  Although it was all accidental, I had become a cuckoldress and Joe had become a cuckold.  Thus began my first cuckold relationship.  But, not my last.

I was wondering today, if I were a sissy’s mirror, what would I see? I suppose I would see all sorts of wonderful things, wouldn’t I? I mean, sort of like Alice in the Looking Glass or the Magic Mirror from Snow White, the mirror is an important part of a sissy’s life. The mirror tells the sissy if a certain color of panties looks better over another color or if the seams of her stockings are straight. But a mirror is much more than just a reflection, isn’t it? It’s a tool you use with which to fulfill your fantasy of looking more and more like the feminine woman you want to emulate or become. The mirror is you and you are the mirror. The mirror reflects the beauty you are achieving through dressing in frilly things and panties, lingerie, stockings, dresses, and heels. The mirror seems to validate your existence as a female, it shows you a glimpse into the world you desperately wish to be in, doesn’t it?  You use the mirror to admire your handiwork and assess your feminine transformation.  Believe it or not, I do the  same with my mirror.  I use it as a tool to tell me if everything has come together and I’ve created the ensemble I was aiming for.  So, we do have something in common, my dear sissy.  Next time you are standing in front of your wonderful mirror, put on a coat or two of the reddest lipstick you own and give yourself a great big kiss on the glass of the mirror.  You deserve it, darling!  You are fabulous in every way and I want you to remember that.

Shout Outs

Speaking of sissies, I’ve spoken with quite a few of you lately and I want to be sure and give you a shout out.  No, I didn’t forget.  To Michele, who I miss horribly and haven’t spoken to in quite some time:  Michele if you’re reading this, you know I miss taking you and making you my sissy whore.  I love how you describe what you’ve purchased and what you are wearing for me.  Barbara is a self proclaimed sissy cunt and services her wife’s lover on a regular basis.  I have to admire that.  Cheri, my dear Cheri, you always say hello to me as you BOUNCE by with those HUGE tits of yours (real, by the way).  Last but not least, I want to tell Aubry that I really enjoyed our conversation and I look forward to exploring her transformation into the feminine world even further.  Let’s go shopping, get a mani/pedi and a facial together, shall we?  Whatever you want to do, let’s do it!  It’s a new year and you are a new feminine you.  Let’s celebrate!

Til Next time!

Ms Tia

I know, it’s a play on words of sorts.  You know it and I know it.  But, anyone who knows me knows I love some occasional CBT phone sex action.  I just can’t get enough of it.  Some good old fashioned ball busting is still one of my favorite sports.  That’s why I think it’s so funny, the word nutcrackers.  Well, hell, I think the device itself is pretty ingenious also.  Especially if I get to wrap that device in rubber and actually use it on a boy’s balls.  It will only hurt for a moment or two, I promise.  You’ll forget all about it when I let go and give you a good swift kick in the nutsack.   I have to admit I also enjoy biting, slapping, pinching, and just generally torturing a man’s testicles until he begs for mercy.  Don’t worry, I’m not completely merciless.  I do stop….eventually!

Cock Suckers

Wow, I’ve spoken with a lot of cock suckers lately.  I mean downright genuine shameless cocksucking sluts.  In fact, I think some of them were still wiping the fresh cum off their lips when they called me!  I was almost jealous of Jordan the other night, I think he might actually be getting more cock action than I do.  Imagine that.  Jordan confessed that he loves getting together with two other guys and sucking their cocks all night long.  In fact, he invited me to watch him suck some cock on webcam.  I was so delighted, I can’t wait to see him down on his knees getting a face full of man meat.  Some of you dream about doing it and some of you actually get out there and do it.  It makes no difference to me which category you fall into, I still enjoy it.  Maybe that’s because I enjoy sucking cock myself so I can certainly understand your desire to do it.  So, next time you get the urge to put your mouth around something long and hard, give me a call.  Or at the very least, let me listen.

Later babies!

Tia

This week has been sissy week so far and I’m adoring every single second of it.  Particularly with the holiday season upon us, it’s even more fun to shop for sweet sissy panties and sexy lingerie together.  My absolute favorite thing for any sissy is to send them out for a pedicure and manicure along with a facial and of course some shopping assignments.  Then, they have to come home and model for me!  If they are feeling really slutty we might even take a little trip to the adult toy store for a new dildo.  You can’t imagine the thrill of listening or even watching a sissy suck and fuck her new dildo for me on the phone sex line or on webcam.  I have discussed so many things with my sissies this week.  Everything from stockings and garters to high heels and hairdos.  I love it all.  Being a woman is truly a wonderful thing and the fact that you want to step into my world and you want me to guide you there makes me feel especially honored.  It’s an adventure I really enjoy taking and together we can enjoy exploring your feminine side, which just truly makes my heart swell.  So, come on, get your frilly panties and your pretty pink lipsticks out, let’s have some fun!

Fancy Faggotry

In addition to sissies I have come across quite a few closet cocksuckers lately.  I love how you slowly confess to me your ultimate secret.  You love to suck cock.  You ask me over and over again if this makes you gay and I answer you emphatically.  What do I answer?  You’ll have to find that out for yourself of course.  But, if you’re a closet cocksucker or even if you’ve never ventured out to suck a cock, I can help you make that fantasy a reality.  I love coached cocksucking so much!  I love whispering in your ear and giving you very detailed instructions on what to do with that luscious hard cock.  It makes your mouth water just thinking about it, doesn’t it?  I have to confess, mine too!  I feel like the queen of coached cocksucking, one fancy faggot at a time!

Ms Tia

Lately I’ve been having a lot of phone sex calls with the same theme; hair.  Now, these fantasies do take different turns.  Some want to talk about the bare and bald pussy and lack of hair.  They want to examine the smooth lips of the vagina and worship it’s soft sweetness.  Some want just the opposite.  They prefer to see a vagina with hair.  I must confess I have a lot of antique erotic art and I collect it mostly because it is woman in her true form, before airbrushing and shaving became the norm.  Although I do shave for the most part and I like the smoothness of having a bare bikini area, as do my lovers.  They enjoy worshiping my soft sweet pussy and savoring it like a delicate flower.

Now, I’m sure you all have your preferences about hair in the pubic area and you most likely think this is a common fetish among men and it is.  But, lately, I’ve been talking a lot about Trichophilia, which involves hair on the head more than that of the pubic area.  The interesting thing about this is that it takes on so many forms.

So, we enjoy conversations involving long hair, curly hair, shaving the hair completely off of either your head or mine and that’s not to mention those who love the barber shop or beauty shop fantasies.  Haircut fetishism is less discussed but still very interesting and I fully enjoy these conversations.  If you are among those with a haircut fetish we should talk.  I love the buzz of the clippers and the visual stimulation of watching the hair fall from your head.

If we look back through history it’s no surprise that hair in general or lack thereof would be a fetish.  I mean, Lady Godiva was famous for her long hair and naked body, right?  What about Samson and Delilah?  She cut off his hair and thereby took his strength from him.  There are many eastern religions that combine the removal of all body hair with the purity of the body.  For many, attractiveness is associated with hair length.  A lot of men prefer women with long hair.  I can certainly understand where the tale of Rapunzel originated.   But, shaving it off, that’s an entirely different idea and I love it.

So whether you enjoy long hair, wavy hair, curly hair or no hair at all, I’d love to discuss this very interesting fetish with you.  If you want to talk about going to the beauty shop and getting your hair cut or getting it set in rollers and teased into a bouffant, I’m all for that idea also.  I enjoy taking sissies to the beauty shop.  After all, hair is sexy!

I asked my chastity pet recently to write an essay about what chastity and being a chastity pet means to him, as well as why it is important to him.  I mainly did this because the poor dear has had not one but TWO accidents during his training and we’ve had to start all over from square one both times.  I’m sure he’ll begin to see the error of his ways soon or he’ll get writers cramp from all the essays.  Either way, I’ll get my point across because I ALWAYS do.  So, I asked him if I could share this essay with my readers and he agreed.  I thought it would be nice to share this with any future chastity slaves or those who might be considering being a chastity pet.  Enjoy.

An Essay from My Chastity Pet

Some of the reasons that my being in a position of chastity is important are that it prevents me from wasting time masturbating and thinking about other women, as i am immediately reminded that i am clearly owned and my concentration turns to You anytime that i begin to think of my (Your) cock.  It reminds me also that in order to even hope for release, i need to please you and obey you as you literally hold the key to any sexual pleasure i might have.  If i obey, which i always want to do, i have the hope of being rewarded.  But if i misbehave, i understand the confines that i am placed in, and it is also a reminder of the work i need to do to improve for You and the error that I need to correct and make amends to You for.   Chastity also strengthens my bond to you this way, because i know you are in care of my cock and you are simply protecting it for your own use, whether for pleasure or play.  The longer that i am locked up, the more sensitive my cock becomes to your touch and the more i crave your attention and mercy.  It is a small torture to wear the tube, but my orgasms will intensify and this greater feeling is directly linked to your control over me and the small pain is worth the great pleasure you will hopefully provide me once i better learn how to prevent edging too far. (My apologies again for that)  Being locked up prevents me from acting on urges that i might have if not locked up, or from doing what another Domme might encourage me to try if my cock was free and i was having a moment of weakness.  So i guess it promotes faithfulness to you in this way.   The chastity also acts as a training tool that makes me obey you too. For example, if i wanted to be defiant, i could skip my training and there would be no repercussions.  As it is though, i am willing to be much more open minded to your suggestions/commands and there is a clear goal that is noticeable and present.  I will volunteer to do practically anything for you.  I am a very willing sub to you, but this also makes me willing to experiment and is exciting for me to participate in doing daily too.  My wearing the cock tube is also a symbol of my submission to you and you are able to tell your friends and the other Empresses of LDW of Your little cock trophy that you keep locked away for when you wish to use it.  This also allows me to feel good that i am a benefit to you and that i am owned.  I want to be a good boy for you and with your training and guidance/control, i feel like i am truly yours.  I also know that being your sub is not defined simply by being in chastity to you, but is one method that you use to train me and may change whenever you feel it is necessary or more convenient for you.  For all of these reasons i am happily locked up and thankful to you for your patience, your generosity, and all that You do for me.  I am proud to be your pet.

Tiaspet

If you are interested in embarking on a chastity journey with me, give me a call.  You will learn much more than simply controlling your masturbation habits or learning not to stroke quite so often.