It has hit Me and hard. Nothing I love better than laying on a sandy beach, In the hot sun, with My sexy girlfriends. Hee hee if you were there I am sure you would agree. I just got a pretty pink bikini from Victoria Secret with the e-certificate from a devoted cuckold slave of mine. The weather was 80 degrees and perfect beach weather. It is so fun to walk and play on the beach watching ALL the boys (old and young) heads turn, eyes pop out of their head and tongues dropping. What was MORE fun was watching some of them get in trouble by their wives and girlfriends. *hee hee* sorry ladies After an exhausting day at the beach it was time to refresh ourselves with some ice cold cocktails. We went to one of the local bars saw some hot surfers and some old bar fly’s. When I am out drinking some cool melontinis, I see some boys shooting pool. I have a little pool game to play with boys. I call it peek a boo pool. Basically whoever loses the game has to sit or play again showing their junk. The guys get all excited thinking I just a little girl and they are going to be lucky enough to see My precious goodies. What I do not tell them is how My family owned a pool hall while growing up and I am a killer player! Hee hee. We will just say their were a lot of embarrassed “little” boys Hee hee hee. Well that’s all for now. I have to continue playing with Mj online. He is such a ppv tease whore

Byesies~XXX Krystal Beth

LoL when I walked into the room you jumped up trying to hide the fact that you was masterbating!
I saw everything …laughing @ you while you turn all kinda shades of red lol from sheer
embarrassment. Im totally gonna tell everyone and also that really pretty woman that you like.
I bet she wont give you the time of day after I tell her about this.
She will think you are some kinda Freak!
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Pushing your moneyslavery ablities to their limits.

Lets see if you have what I want.
I want $500.00 right now out of your wallet.
you will max a credit card, eat crackers and water
or do whatever it takes to make sure I get what I want.
The Queen has Made her DEMANDS.

Mean Lady Madison Show

The perfect solution is a human humiliation game show. Let them entertain me. That way boredom is relieved both ways. I’ve told my boys that I want to see sexual feats of unknown surpass. I want to be delighted, surprised, entertained, relished, and more. I leave the special enticement of this event totally up to them, and I dare them to disappoint me. It’s all scheduled for Sunday afternoon – this little two hour special show my boys will put on for me. And, of course, I love competition. So, I’m inviting my callers to offer me entertainment as well. Do a cam show for me? Set your cock on fire *grin*? Eat a cum-filled donut? Surprise me, delight me, dance for me!

My last show with the boys was over a year ago. It took that long for them to admit they were bored again. In that show, I watched my very straight, homophobic SexSlave get introduced to a tight blindfold and a cock guessing game. SexSlave got on his knees, blindfolded with his hands tied tightly behind him. In front of him was a table with an array of gel dildos. The name of the game was “Guess the cock?” My sissy rubbed a little Vick’s salve under SexSlave’s nose and then slid gel dildo after dildo into his mouth, with five dildos and one real thing. SexSlave didn’t know there was going to be a real one. SexSlave’s instructions were, “Lick, suck or mouth each one then we will ask you questions about some of the dildos, and you have tell which number it was.” The dildos were all about the same length and circumference, however some were floppier than others, and some were much firmer. Each dildo was given a number. The real one was Number 4. As each dildo was pushed in, my sissy would say, “that’s number 1” or “that’s number 2” and so on. When he reached Number 4, s/he pressed her/his own same sized cock into his mouth. It was all I could do to contain my laughter. After the last dildo, number six, was mouthed, the sissy (with her/his cock still hanging out under the skirt) stepped back, removed SexSlave’s blindfold and asked SexSlave to describe any differences in how the dildos felt in his mouth by referring to the numbers on them. Mind you – there are only five dildos on the table, yet sissy gave him six examples. SexSlave could not see the small numbers attached to the ends, nor could he see Number 4 was missing.

SexSlave looked at the table, and I could see him pondering only five dildos when there should be six, but he said nothing about it. SexSlave instead answered the question, “Some were firmer than others, and some were softer. One, two and four were firmer, and three, five and six were softer.”

Sissy asked next, “Which ones felt more real than others?”

SexSlave answered arrogantly, “None. I wouldn’t know, because I’ve never had a real one in my mouth.”

For moment, there was silence. Then SexSlave looked up and focused intently on sissy’s cock hanging out from under her/his skirt. Then the fun ensued as SexSlave said, “You dirty cunt,” and jumped up ready to do bodily violence to sissy.

I stood as well, difficult as it was with me laughing so hard. I placed my hand on SexSlave’s shoulder, pushed him back to his knees, and said, “Play the game, dear, or I’ll reduce your position to cuckold slave.”

SexSlave was very angry, which of course, made the game more fun. I pointed to the dildos and told SexSlave, “There are five dildos on the tray and one real thing hanging between sissy’s legs. I’ll make a deal with you. If you can guess which number of cock in your mouth was the real one by the order it was presented to your mouth, I’ll let you hand spank sissy’s ass until it’s blistered, bruised and raw, then let you fuck her face until you drown her with cum. But if you guess wrong, I’ll make you play this game every night for me.”

Wanna know what happened? You’ll have to ask me. Leave a comment and maybe I’ll tell you.

Fetish Phone Sex

Money Slavery by Posh is not a question, it is an answer to your pathetic worthless existence. I do allow a certain light into your life don’t I. I’m much like an angel, so bright and shimmery, giving you new meaning, providing you with new ambition. A guiding light which leads you straight into addiction, and right into my pocket where I can carry you to the bank and deposit everything MMM sounds so delicious to me.

I received a DECENT check amount from a boy who I am toying with. He thinks $500.00 has him in the clear, and since I am sure he will be reading this: No, I’m happy to say. It has appeased me for the moment, but just for this moment and I may pounce on you again in the near future.

I also received a new pair of shoes today, they are so adorable. I’ll post pictures of them when I get my other gifts next week. Thanks shoe freak Josh, you have done well at pampering my delicate feet.

I am available tonight for calls and for cam, so send me a message, tribute & call to keep yourself occupied and from going nuts. I know how much you need your posh fix!

Posh Phonesex

Have you ever been just a wanking away on that little dick, feeling O so good, almost there, and then your hand cramps, Oh No! This can’t be happening, I’m feeling so good, my fat willy is ready to explode! Please my faithful hand don’t give out on me now. Just a few more wanks to glory. PLEASE!

Oh dear the man says; what should I do? The man exclaims I know, go see my doctor he will know what’s wrong with old faithful. So the man goes to the doctor and what does he say; sir you are suffering from carpal wanker syndrome. What the man says? I believe you are confused isn’t that suppose to be carpal syndrome a condition for people that type too much? No the doctor says; this is another condition that effects those that wank too much. You see, if you wank to much, you tend to run the risk of wearing down the joint in your wrist so there for your wanking hand as time goes by will not be able to wank with such wonderful gusto. You will have to try and give that hand time to heal and use your left hand to wank. But no doctor that will not work! You see, I tried, but try and try as I may my left hand just couldn’t keep the same pace as my faithful right hand has all these years. The man says with dismay; I cannot get the speed and consistency that I need to fulfill my joyous explosion of ecstasy. Well the doctor stands there scratching his head, and then he says I have one other idea to offer you. What the man says to the doctor I will try anything please, please tell me. The doctor looks at the man and says; go buy yourself a fleshlight, it feels like a real pussy, or so I’ve been told. And best of all the doctor says; they come with different size holes. Yes, I’m telling you the truth, you can get one to feel like anal or you can get one to feel like a pussy, the choice is up to you. Now young man go fourth and wank to your hearts desire with your new fleshlight which can be used with either you left or right hand. So there for you can be a lefty and have a good wank! Enjoy.

Mean Phonesex

Hey pin dicks & geeks… Today was fun for me, but tiring at the same time. Can you morons guess what I was doing today? Shopping – as usual! On your money of course. I got the cutest new purse, 3 pairs of heels, 2 pairs of jeans, a new coat, & a super short skirt for summer. Yes I said super short… legs like mine deserve to be flaunted!The past few days have been spent with my new cracker Donnie? A new bitch who loves forced intoxication, and I think Donnie is his name? he likes to get messed right up, and while hes calling me 7.77 or 9.99 lines for hours at a time… I like getting his wimpy ass fucked up too

Cracker Donnie… Today is our day scheduled fuck you right over day – make sure you bring enough party favors! my geek tim has had the joy of sending me 900 as well in the past few days (you love it nerdy boy dont you!)… and my uk drunk sent this Hot Princess $1169.00 yesterday as well… And lets not forget the ever so pathetic “oink oink” what a fucking tool… He emailed me to tell me he LOVES my ass, I emailed him to tell him he’s got to pay for opening his snout &
drooling over my perfect ass. Then he starts asking to see all his pathetic pictures Iv saved over the past year or two of him.

He likes to jerk off looking at his pictures of himself in a French maid outfit and a big black dildo up his ass. hahaha

Heres an email the slut sent me – have a laugh on him!

a while back i finally broke down and bought my wife a strap-on. it was very humiliating, but it got to the point where i didn’t just want it in my manhole, i absolutely needed it. besides, it was embarassing having ‘normal’ sex. on the rare ocassion she let me, i could tell she didn’t like it. it looked like she was mentally reviewing her grocery list as i was grunting and groaning on top of her. i swear that as soon as i was inside, she would begin urging me to “hurry up, hurry up”. she wasn’t intentionally trying to humiliate me, but a few times, she would ask if i was even hard or if something was wrong down there. i knew this kind of sex wasn’t for me and, since i like it in the ass, i finally gave up trying to do it the normal way. anyway, i woke up this morning feeling frisky and moved to her side of the bed. i turned my back to her and started grinding my ass into her waist. i even reached back behind her butt and pressed her midsection against mine. i still can’t bring myself to ask to be ass fucked, so i was trying to send a clear message. she must have been sleepy, because she didn’t respond at first. finally, with a disgusted voice, she asked me what i wanted. i couldn’t take it any more so i said i wanted ‘it’ up my ass. she said ‘no’ she was still sleeping. do you know how embarassing it is to ask to be ass fucked and be denied? i doubt it happens often. i bet a man wouldn’t turn down that offer. that is why everyday, i get closer to just saying the hell with it and search for horny strangers on the net who need to blow a load. i want to feel like someone is enjoying using me as a cum dump. don’t know why i shared all this, but it seemed as if your ass video was prying me for my secrets

Haha – what a fucking LOSER!

well bitches, Ill be on nite flirt today so fill up those accounts and do your sorry ass a favor & call me for some abuse!

Princess Mindy

OK, everyone, get your blankies and cocoa, and gather round, we’re going to have Story Time!

Today’s story is a cautionary tale of a boy we’ll call… Zack.

Zack was a wonder of modern homo sapiens – and proof that Darwin is WRONG, WRONG, WRONG. Zack, see, has a chastity fetish. He has others, but we’ll get to that in time. As most of you know, I do hypnosis, and I’m pretty damned good at it. Zack wanted desperately to partake of a trance session… but he wanted to feel what it was like to be in a woman’s body while he was under. So, of course, I obliged, because the idea of giving him big fat titties makes me giggle. (I’d post a picture of him but the only pics I have involve making him cum all the way up his chest and send me proof. Suffice it to say he’s extraordinarily fair-skinned and REALLY geeky. ) OK, so let me back up a sec. Chastity fetish, Darwin, Zack…. Yeah. He was in chastity, locked up, with my darling Lotus as Keyholder. And, because he had this strange idea that he might get lucky with his ex-girlfriend (they’re exes for a good reason, dumbass!), he decided to get himself out of chastity without telling Lotus. Well, not having a key, he thought and thought and thought til his thinker was sore – I figure it took about three minutes to get there. And he decided to take matters Into His Own Hands.

In his amazing conclusion, the cure for his little locked-up-cock problem was, “find a way to remove the lock.” Seems like a reasonable thing, yes? I know, it made sense to me, too. What DIDN’T make sense was the method employed by our hero to REMOVE the lock. Dumbass Zack busted out the BENCH GRINDER, and cut the lock off his junk. Now, I dunno about you guys but were I in possession of a penis, actually attached to my body? I sure as HELL wouldn’t let a bench grinder within about 15 feet. So. He cut the lock off, and wonder of wonders, did NOT wound his boy bits!

He ended up not getting lucky with the ex, and now he’s got to explain himself to Lotus. Let’s skip a bit here, wherein she is Not Amused, and turns him over to me for a while.

I did some hypno with him, simple addiction work, trigger words, and because it amused me, the sensation of E-cup boobies weighing down his chest. He responded remarkably well to that, almost TOO well – if you know what I mean… I think really, deep inside, Zack wants to be a woman. It’s almost enough to make me want to make him pay for a trip to Thailand to get him a chop job. ANYWAY. So, Zack is doing fine as one of my Boys, learning well, and then flubs it all up. so, I tell him to hit the road.

Three months later, he comes crawling back, begging me to put him in chastity and do more hypno. So… I make a grand mistake. I give him a second chance.

This is why I don’t DO second chances. If any of you boys get upset because you’ve been cast out of My presence? You can blame Zack.

I told him, straight up. Three things. A call, a tribute on Niteflirt, and a return to making daily blogposts on an LJ set up specifically for me to read.. If he did all three, it would show he was sincere in his intentions to do his servitude correctly. The blog was summarliy updated, the call was scheduled, no tribute arrived. I figured, eh, do the call and tribute at the same time, some guys prefer that… giving the benefit of the doubt, you see.

The blogposts in the two days between allowing him back into my service and the day we were going to do the call should have tipped me off, but I admit, I believed he really DID want a second chance. I told him I wanted 250 words on the nature of sacrifice and what it meant to him. I read his blog that day and there was a sad, sad little plea for me NOT to make him give up anything he liked and how sacrifice wasn’t fair to expect of anyone, let alone a subbie.

Our IM that evening was a sad, sad thing. He asked, over and over again for pictures of My breasts so that he could obsess over them. I told him no, over and over again, because he hadn’t fulfilled all three requests.

So, we did the call… more hypnosis. great big huge boobies for Zack! No tribute for Miss Olivia. So I prodded him a bit about it.

Come to find out, he decided, in his infinite wisdom, that paying me for a call and sending me a tribute were the same thing. Now I’m here to tell you, boys, it’s really, really not.

I’ll be continuing this post shortly, I just want to get THIS much posted, so I don’t forget.

Niteflirt Phonesex

I am am about to leave in an hour to go see KORN with my bf and 4 other friends just thought I would tell my bitch thanks for the $$$ for the tickets for me and my bf and 4 friends
I have never seen KORN live before so this is gonna be a great day … Yes I may be drunk when I come home LOL like I am always when I come home from a concert.. my bf dont really drink so he will drive Well I have to finish getting ready still have not thought of what shoes i want to wear its gonna be outside I just hope it dont fucking rain which will piss me off

I would take take pictures but I need a new camera the camera I have is broken. if they bring there camera I’ll take pictures but the pictures will be in my yahoo group not here

I have one on my wishlist that I want

http://www.amazon.com/gp/registry/wishlist/3P4NQVDGMT8E/

Princess Amy

Have you ever thought of being a voyeur? But not in the creepy peeping tom way, no I mean in the cam way? Every wanna be phone sex op has an ignore line which is basically a voyeur line is it not? But for us girls not hiding behind a fake photo, how about a voyeur cam line where you can SEE what I am doing as I do it?

Hence the creation of my Ignore Cam Line :

Sure it costs more but why wouldn’t it? You get to see me and hear me as I do my day to day fabulous things like try on new clothes, do make up, get ready for a show, talk on the phone to some one more important than you, work out to keep my cute shape or eat a nice meal my live in sissy cooked for me YUM!!

Am I the first to make such a webcam line? NO you moron, there are many hot cam show girls and phone sex girls out there doing the same thing, only I am doing what many aren’t I am allowing you access to see the show. Don’t be an idoit though be sure to buy access to my yahoo or eyeball to see me cause I won’t spend much time setting up the show. You will be quickly ignored and forced to watch me as I do the things you will not be able to do with me. A few lucky ones will see me with my sugar daddy as I tease him into giving me the credit card for the week or my boy toys and hot studs! Thats right you get to see a real man pleasure your favorite ebony web cam princess! Great for you cuckold guys!

No longer does that creepy image or thought sneak into your head.. is this supposed 18 year old really a grandma in curlers ironing while doing phone sex? No you can see me and better yet be aware that I am to good of a Princess to waste my time on you. You, my financial slave, will pay to watch me do what I do in my fabulous day which excludes you. Reality TV but better haha!

To date I have had no calls on this line but then again I haven’t been really promoting it so I guess its a trade off. But NOW you slaves know about it and I know the really devoted subs will call in to please your Princess won’t you? So many times I am to busy to take calls but you guys cry for more and more of me so I guess this is a decent way to get your phone sex craze out of your head. Now you can see me and wish that I would acknowledge you yet still get your dose of me that you need to continue with your pathetic life.

I want to also take a note and address the money slaves that have been driving me crazy lately. Seems that the tax season has caused a frenzy and now a ton of slaves are attacking me trying to make me drive them to financial ruin. Now I have no problem stripping you of your dignity and money so this week I will be creating new games that will make draining your wallet fun for you and me, well more for me. I will also create so slave contracts and financial forms with a black mail option. So be on the look out. I will post here and on my niteflirt page for you to see. Remember you can always call my 1 888 875 6981 to pay if you do not want to use NiteFlirt as your Phone Sex Payment option. I can and do process credit cards. All contracts will have to be bought, as if I would give you anything for free you moron! But they can be found for free in my members area at www.princesspain.com.

Princess Phone Sex

OK, everyone, get your blankies and cocoa, and gather round, we’re going to have Story Time!

Today’s story is a cautionary tale of a boy we’ll call… Zack.

Zack was a wonder of modern homo sapiens – and proof that Darwin is WRONG, WRONG, WRONG. Zack, see, has a chastity fetish. He has others, but we’ll get to that in time. As most of you know, I do hypnosis, and I’m pretty damned good at it. Zack wanted desperately to partake of a trance session… but he wanted to feel what it was like to be in a woman’s body while he was under. So, of course, I obliged, because the idea of giving him big fat titties makes me giggle. (I’d post a picture of him but the only pics I have involve making him cum all the way up his chest and send me proof. Suffice it to say he’s extraordinarily fair-skinned and REALLY geeky. ) OK, so let me back up a sec. Chastity fetish, Darwin, Zack…. Yeah. He was in chastity, locked up, with my darling Lotus as Keyholder. And, because he had this strange idea that he might get lucky with his ex-girlfriend (they’re exes for a good reason, dumbass!), he decided to get himself out of chastity without telling Lotus. Well, not having a key, he thought and thought and thought til his thinker was sore – I figure it took about three minutes to get there. And he decided to take matters Into His Own Hands.

In his amazing conclusion, the cure for his little locked-up-cock problem was, “find a way to remove the lock.” Seems like a reasonable thing, yes? I know, it made sense to me, too. What DIDN’T make sense was the method employed by our hero to REMOVE the lock. Dumbass Zack busted out the BENCH GRINDER, and cut the lock off his junk. Now, I dunno about you guys but were I in possession of a penis, actually attached to my body? I sure as HELL wouldn’t let a bench grinder within about 15 feet. So. He cut the lock off, and wonder of wonders, did NOT wound his boy bits!

He ended up not getting lucky with the ex, and now he’s got to explain himself to Lotus. Let’s skip a bit here, wherein she is Not Amused, and turns him over to me for a while.

I did some hypno with him, simple addiction work, trigger words, and because it amused me, the sensation of E-cup boobies weighing down his chest. He responded remarkably well to that, almost TOO well – if you know what I mean… I think really, deep inside, Zack wants to be a woman. It’s almost enough to make me want to make him pay for a trip to Thailand to get him a chop job. ANYWAY. So, Zack is doing fine as one of my Boys, learning well, and then flubs it all up. so, I tell him to hit the road.

Three months later, he comes crawling back, begging me to put him in chastity and do more hypno. So… I make a grand mistake. I give him a second chance.

This is why I don’t DO second chances. If any of you boys get upset because you’ve been cast out of My presence? You can blame Zack.

I told him, straight up. Three things. A call, a tribute on Niteflirt, and a return to making daily blogposts on an LJ set up specifically for me to read.. If he did all three, it would show he was sincere in his intentions to do his servitude correctly. The blog was summarliy updated, the call was scheduled, no tribute arrived. I figured, eh, do the call and tribute at the same time, some guys prefer that… giving the benefit of the doubt, you see.

The blogposts in the two days between allowing him back into my service and the day we were going to do the call should have tipped me off, but I admit, I believed he really DID want a second chance. I told him I wanted 250 words on the nature of sacrifice and what it meant to him. I read his blog that day and there was a sad, sad little plea for me NOT to make him give up anything he liked and how sacrifice wasn’t fair to expect of anyone, let alone a subbie.

Our IM that evening was a sad, sad thing. He asked, over and over again for pictures of My breasts so that he could obsess over them. I told him no, over and over again, because he hadn’t fulfilled all three requests.

So, we did the call… more hypnosis. great big huge boobies for Zack! No tribute for Miss Olivia. So I prodded him a bit about it.

Come to find out, he decided, in his infinite wisdom, that paying me for a call and sending me a tribute were the same thing. Now I’m here to tell you, boys, it’s really, really not.

I’ll be continuing this post shortly, I just want to get THIS much posted, so I don’t forget.

Phonesex Mistress Olivia