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 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

I went shopping yesterday.  Now, normally I wouldn’t even mention the fact that I went shopping but this was quite a mentionable experience, to say the least.  I was in one of my favorite department stores, in the lingerie department as a matter of fact.  You see, the anniversary of my first date with my husband is coming up and we have plans for dinner, etc.  So, I thought I’d pick up something slinky and new to surprise him.  Little did I know I was the one who would end up being surprised on this particular shopping trip.  I was standing next to a large table, going through the silky panties on display, looking for a particular color and cut when he caught my eye or actually I caught him in my peripheral vision.  He was wandering through the lingerie  and looking very conspicuous.  I tried not to look at him but I couldn’t help myself.  I could tell this man wanted so badly to be there but at the same time he was wishing he could disappear into the muzak and red carpeting.  Poor dear.  He quickly saw me and moved to the other end of the lingerie department, toward the sale racks.  I could tell he was not shopping for a wife or girlfriend.  No, he was looking for something for himself.  Then, as I started to take in more about him, I realized he wasn’t even wearing men’s clothing.  He was wearing women’s  jeans, a pair of women’s flat shoes, a plain white women’s blouse, tucked in of course.  I’m sure if anyone else would have glanced his way they wouldn’t have noticed the feminine clothing.  But, as you know, I have an eye for that sort of thing.  I discovered a panty sissy on a mission.  At the very least, I discovered a crossdresser.  My immediate thought was to walk straight up to him and ask him if he wanted any help with his shopping decisions.  But, I thought better of it and decided to give him some distance.  He was so intent on wanting to purchase something sexy and soft.  I didn’t want to keep him from making his purchase so I moved on to my other favorite department; shoes.

Later on I did see him walking through the mall with a shopping bag from that department store.  I really hope he got himself something soft and luxuriously sexy to wear.  Too bad we couldn’t have shared our secret with each other.  But, it was a nice surprise and I enjoyed it, knowing that I shared his secret even if he didn’t know it.

Wonderful Surprises

I thought I would take a moment to mention that I have had several very generous clients lately.  I adore presents, you all know that.  I never expect them but they are fun to have and when the FedEx or UPS man arrives it does excite me.  I never know what I’m going to see when I open that box.  But, it’s much more than the gift, really.  It’s the fact that you enjoyed our time on the phone sex line together enough to say thank you.  So, thank you to those of you who have tributed me in one way or another.  I do appreciate it deeply and look forward to speaking with you again.  For that special boy or two who sent some very personal toys…well…you know we’ll be having fun with those on the phone, won’t we?

I love November.  I love watching the leaves change color here in Oregon.  The bright reds and russets and golds just amaze me.  Mother nature is a powerful woman, I’m sure of that.  In fact, she can be quite the femdom this time of year teasing us with her beauty and then throwing in the snow storm from hell to get our attention.  But, the best thing about this time of year is that I get to spend it cuddled up by a warm fire having erotic conversations with the boys I love most.  I sip my hot cider or hot buttered rum and purr in your ear as I hear you breathlessly moan for me.  Makes me all warm and tingly in my naughty parts just thinking about it.

Femdom Fantasies

I’m sure you’ve wondered what it might be like to be taken and owned by a beautiful woman, haven’t you?  To me, the best way for this to happen is a natural and slow progression, ending in complete devotion.  I like to get to know you on a personal level.  I like to know what sort of things really trip your trigger.  It’s a journey of discovery for both of us.  Sometimes, just letting me know a few simple things about you and your fantasies can set my mind racing.  Just as it is in your sex life with a physical partner, so it is with phone sex.  The more you learn about the person you are with and their body responses as well as their thoughts, the better the sex gets.  With phone sex, we have the meeting of two minds.  These two minds (yours and mine) share their thoughts and feelings and their darkest secret desires.  The end result is an explosion of epic proportions if done correctly.  Phone sex lets your imagination take over.  After all, your brain is your largest sex organ.  Over the next few weeks I will give you some examples of this, but for now…let your mind wander.

Kisses,

Tia

What is it about summer that gets our juices flowing?  Is it the warm air sweeping against our bodies like the caress of a long lost lover?  Is it the fact that we start wearing much less and showing more skin?  Or is it the fact that the days start to lengthen and so do the chances of daydreaming or fantasizing?  I don’t know the answer to this one but I do know I think summer was made for sex.  Sex outdoors, sex in the pool, sex everywhere.  Naturally, that includes hot phone sex.

Erotic Fun with the Ladies of LDW

I had so much fun earlier this evening.  Tuesdays have now become my absolute favorite day of the week.  I get to spend two hours on the radio, playing some great beach tunes and party music and talking to all my wonderful friends, both mistresses and chatters.  But, tonight was special because I also got to spend some time with Mistress Alexandria and her new show, Smooth Jizz.  We had a wonderful time and turned the pool party into a backyard jazz club.  Now, next week Ms Alexandria will of course have her jazz club completely remodeled and she’s even put out an advertisement for a bouncer as well as a few other club duties so be sure to get your resume’ in and grab a great spot in the coolest online adult radio jazz club ever.

Cuckolding Fantasies and Body Worship

I had the opportunity tonight to explore two of my favorite fantasies with some really great guys.  They know who they are so I won’t mention names.  The first fantasy of the evening was a great fun fantasy of my cuckold boy being transformed into the new nanny for his now pregnant wife.  It seems her lover and her had been quite busy and she was expecting the love-child any day now.  It was exciting to me, telling him how my belly was growing with my lover’s seed and how he would now be the wet nurse for my child instead of the unsatisfactory lover and husband he had once been.

The next call was all about the worship of my gorgeous body.  I have to say, body worship is something I completely adore also.  The thought of a man burying his face in every inch of my body and smothering it with kisses and pure adoration makes me wet just thinking about it.  But, I love it when a man seems to almost inhale my essence.  I want to make him drink the perfume of my body and become drunk with desire.  I want to feel his hands and lips on my body for as long as I demand or as long as he can physically keep going.  If it is a test of wills in that respect, I know I will win.  But, the journey through the contest is the best part.

Later babies!

You might think I have plenty of ways to torment you what with the Tuesday night Pool Party adult radio show and the Enchantrix Empire and erotic audios and on and on and on but hey, I’m a diva.  I can never have enough ways to torment you.  So, I decided to put myself back on facebook, in addition to twitter.  I do like facebook as a social network but I love the Enchantrix Empire also.  So, you’ll still see me on both, of course.  If you have a facebook account and you want to follow this dominant diva just click the facebook tag to the left of this page.  It’s that simple.  Also, don’t forget to look for the enchantrix empire on facebook also and LIKE us.  No, not LICK…Like.  Although we don’t object to having certain parts of our lovely bodies licked.  We’ll discuss that later.

A Mistress Party at the Pool!

Wow, you missed a great party last Tuesday night, I have to tell you.  Ms Gemma was there and made ratatoulle and hummus for us.  Empress Alexandria came sauntering in with the top of her bikini missing!  Mistress Claire showed up in an excellent ensemble that had the boys drooling and begging for more.   Mistress Brianna showed up and she was buck naked!  I know I’m forgetting someone and I feel terrible but it was a full room and we had FIVE Mistresses, most of us naked by the end of the party!  Saint oiled our bodies to perfection, Gummy Bear took care of the “hands free” towel duty and later on became the bartender when Mindless drank a pitcher of margaritas and passed out (just kidding).  Seriously, it was a party that could not be beat.  In fact, I’m wondering how in the hell we are planning to top it.  We even had a conga line (imagine the comments there).  So, if you want to rock out this summer and the cool down by the pool, stop by Tuesday night at 8PM Eastern on Cock Radio for a 2 hour pool party which takes place live on the radio as well as in the community kink chat room.  Oh, and don’t forget that Mistress Alexandria’s new show starts this week at 10PM, following the Pool Party.  So stick around for some SMOOTH JIZZ, with Alexandria.  Come be one of the cool kids!

Other Shit, LOL

I’m volunteering my time this summer for some great causes and since I am spreading the love around the community I might not be spreading the love around here as much.  I doubt you’ll notice, to be honest.  But, check the schedule because sometimes I am needed at the last minute and it’s unavoidable.  Summertime is such a wonderful season, I just have to get out and enjoy life and people and especially great causes.  There are a few that are near and dear to my heart so I am thrilled to be able to give back some of my time.  Naturally, I still want very much to be part of your life and your development, no matter what that might mean for you.  So, if your schedule doesn’t seem to mesh with mine, send me an email and request an appointment.  I’m always happy to adjust my schedule for YOU.    Of course, I’m not going to lie, some of the time I’ll spend away will be purely selfish.  I mean, the pool is open and a girl has to have some naughty parties, right?  Either way, you are always on the top of my list, don’t forget that.  *Kisses*
Tia

I’m often asked if being a superior femdom is sexually stimulating for me.  My answer is, “Of course.”   I don’t really understand submissive women, to be honest.  I’ve always been strong and in charge.  In fact, my current partner knows I’m always right and he never argues that point.  But, that doesn’t mean I’m a bitch by any means.  I prefer to think of my female supremacy as a sensual control over the man in question.  You know you want me; I know you want me, right?  Then, the fact that I make you work for it shouldn’t come as a surprise.  Having a submissive man under me, serving me and paying attention to all the details of my daily comfort is something I feel I deserve and you should be grateful that I allow you the opportunity.   I am a true femdom.  The more control I have over you and your service to me, the more sexually aroused I become.  I enjoy seeing you squirm and pant, tugging at the neck of your shirt and sweating while I size you up.  I know what you want from me but I make you wait for it.  In fact, I love to keep you guessing as to whether or not you will be allowed to serve me at all.  Being a superior femdom is a wonderful feeling of power but it’s a sexual power, I assure you.

Male Femdom Perspective

You have always been in awe of those kind of women, haven’t you?  You admire a woman who is perfectly put together.  You stammer and stutter when a beautiful woman in a business suit enters the room.  Her confidence gives you an erection and you think about what it might be like to serve at her feet, doing her bidding.  Whether your particular femdom fantasy includes strap on play or not, ass worship or not; those things are not near as important as the fact that she exercises complete control over you.  But, she’s not mean, she’s just in charge.  She “gets you”, doesn’t she?  This beautiful superior femdom strolls into your life and pulls your strings like a marionette, making you dance and please her according to her every whim.  This is your idea of heaven, isn’t it?  Of course it is.  I know that.

If this sounds like you, we should talk.

As some of you know I recently decided to start taking Friday nights off.  So, this past Friday night being my first of many “nights off” to come, I decided to start it out right.  A few friends of mine had some plans to go out and listen to a band starring some of the guys we grew up with.  What could possibly be better than hanging out and listening to some great classic rock being played by a bunch of great guys, right?  I used to have a great time hanging out with these ladies and last Friday night was one we can add to the record books, I assure you.  First up, I noticed a sign on the wall that proclaimed a $5 shot named “Kiss My Balls”.  This shot was made with Fireball Cinammon Whiskey and French Kiss Vanilla Liqueur.  Ohhhh, that sounded yummy and who could resist something called Kiss My Balls?  I know, all of you secret cocksuckers out there are just dying to order it now, aren’t you?  So, I order the shot and the waitress goes to fetch it.  She comes back to tell me they don’t have the French Kiss Vanilla Liqueur but they do have Whipped Vanilla Vodka.  I said, “Sure, why not, I’ll try it”.   Five shots later we decided to call it Whip My Balls which, as a self proclaimed CBT femdom queen, I think was quite appropriate.  I just found my new signature shot.

Crotchless Panties

Now, I have to tell you about this woman that walked into the bar about half way through the night.  She was dressed in the shortest dress I’ve seen in a long time and it was a figure hugging number.  She had legs that went all the way up to her neck and still didn’t stop.  To top it all off, she was gorgeous.  I admit it, I had to wipe the drool from my own mouth when I saw her walk into the bar.  But, then, the most wonderful thing happened.  She saw a friend of hers sitting at the table next to us and decided to SQUAT DOWN to talk to her.  Her mother must have forgotten to tell her that a lady closes her knees together when she squats, especially in a short dress.  Lo and behold, there were her red crotchless panties for all of us to see.  I enjoyed the show just as much as all the men at the table.  In fact, it was a hot topic of conversation on the way home.  I kept thinking how surprised they all would have been if instead of seeing a beautiful freshly shaved pussy in those crotchless panties it would have been a sissy boy‘s little clitty?  I wouldn’t have been surprised at all, to be honest.  But, I’m sure some of the people at the table would have been shocked, to say the least.

So, I have to ask all of you sissies out there…..have you ever flashed someone your panties?  If you have, or even if you’ve fantasized about it, call me and tell me all about it.  Or, you can comment right here and tell me about it.  I’m dying to know.

Ok, I had to share.  I am not surprised to see this but at the same time I am.  I suppose we should all bow down to the great Gene Simmons who really will, it seems, put his likeness on anything, anywhere, anytime for the sake of the almighty dollar.  For those of you who have always had a bit of a tongue fetish, you may want to rush right down to the local drugstore and buy this.  You have to see it to believe it: http://www.roadrunnerrecords.com/blabbermouth.net/news.aspx?mode=Article&newsitemID=154910  Now, naturally I have to say I think having that long gorgeous tongue in my ass would be a fantastic thing.  But, I have to say when I saw these I pictured slipping one onto my strap on and getting ready to anally penetrate a sissy bitch with it.  I mean, it would be so entertaining to shove Gene Simmons’ face in someone’s ass.  Just a thought.

What Makes Me Masturbate?

Everyone asks me if I masturbate during phone calls.  Even my physician has asked me this question.  Of course, I normally avoid the answer.  But, to be honest, yes, I do masturbate during some phone sex calls.  So, what is it that would make me hot enough to masturbate on the phone with you?  Well, let me tell you….  IF you are a naughty sissy whore and you are really into taking that strap on or dildo anyway and every way I like, I might masturbate to that.  If you are a cuckold and you want me to tell you how much I love fucking that guy next door/at the gym/in my office/your boss, I might masturbate to that.  If you allow me to deny your orgasm but cock tease you until you whimper and beg, I might masturbate to that.  I might masturbate to almost any type of call.  But, I will most likely masturbate with you if you are expressive and if I know you are totally giving yourself over to our phone sex fantasy.  The more breathless you are and the more “into it” you are, the more I am also.  So, that’s the answer to your question.  Til next time,

Ms Tia

Everyone has a kinky secret or fetish.  Yes, everyone.  For some it’s a very simple thing like the fact that you love to see a woman in high heels and stockings.  For others it’s the fantasy of wanting so badly to be coached into cock sucking, or wanting to wear those high heels and stockings.  Whatever your kink or fetish, you keep it a secret don’t you?  You carefully tuck it away under lock and key in the back of your mind and hope that no one discovers it.  Every once in awhile you open pandora’s little black box and you examine it for a moment, maybe longer.  This is when you might pick up the phone and call me, your favorite femdom.  I love opening that dirty little black box in your mind.  I will open it with delight and start rummaging around, looking for the best parts of your kinky secrets.  I want the juicy stuff.  The beauty of this is you can feel completely secure with me.  I’m a totally safe way to explore your fantasies and even expound on them.  Don’t be afraid, come share with me.  You’ll see what I mean in the video below.

Earth Day 2011

Did you observe Earth Day?  I did.  Well, I did as much as I possibly could because I was taking calls at the time.  My office looked gorgeous bathed in candlelight.  It really set the mood.  Of course, it was a bit hard to see the keyboard.  But, in the interest of energy consumption I sucked it up for an hour. 

Speaking of sucking…want to talk about it?