Things have been pretty busy around the Enchantrix Empire as of late. I’ve been on many adventures that have kept me from being able to update my blog like I’d like to. I know, my poor pets, you’ve all been waiting with baited breath to hear from your mistress once more. You’ve been good boys and gurls for me. You can feel free to exhale now.:)
So what have I been up to? Well, aside from taking some delicious calls from you naughty stroker boys, I’ve also been having some fun personal time. The boyfriend and I have started a little wine club, for instance. We both have a love of the finer things, so it’s been a delight to spend time with good friends sharing a good bottle.
Though, I have to say, rarely does such a gathering simply result in a quiet evening. I’m never one to be shy or inhibited, but in a relaxed atmosphere, after enjoying one of life’s most sensual pleasures–a thick, rich port, perhaps–I’m suddenly in the mood to live life to the fullest and explore even more sensual pleasures! And with so many people gathered around, it’s never hard to entice some new playmate to engage in this exploration with me.
Last night, after most of the crowd had left, it was only me, the boyfriend, and another couple left to finish off the rest of the port. Both of them were mousy little things to begin with, but by this morning, when they were gathering up their things, they both had a brand new perspective on life thanks to me and my stud of a boyfriend. The “man” left in his girlfriend’s panties. The woman left with a big smile and bow legs.
Something tells me that our little wine club is going to grow very popular!
There are some changes afoot, as I’m sure many of you are already aware. But for those of you who aren’t, I wanted to keep you abreast (and I don’t just mean keep you worshipping my breasts–though, I’m sure I wouldn’t have any trouble doing that!).
I’m in love with Enchantrix Empire. What is it? It’s our new social networking site. I know you love our blogs and audios and status updates and chatting with us–and Enchantrix Empire is a great way to bring all of that into one setting, and let you get to know us all even more intimately. Didn’t think you could get more intimate than confessing your dirty little secrets to me, did you?;) Just goes to show that we’re all about taking you to the next level.
So, my pets, that is your newest assignment: Connect with me on the Enchantrix Empire. I demand it. Afterall, I want to get to know you more intimately as well. There’s no better way to learn how to manipulate you and push your buttons untill you’ve given me complete cock control over you!
Furthermore, it will be a great way for me to keep in touch with you between June 12th and June 20th, when I’ll be away and not taking calls. Don’t start crying my sweet little pets! Absence makes the heart grow fonder and the cock grow harder, so when I return, your time with me will be that much more sublime.
And I’ll miss you too, my pets. But a domme friend of mine is getting married out of town to her soon to be cuckold. And that’s a wedding I don’t want to miss!
But I tell you what: If you’re good boys and gurls, and you connect with me on Enchantrix Empire, I promise to divulge all of the dirty details from the bachelorette party. Deal? Deal.:)
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I love burlesque. I absolutely adore it. And for those of you who don’t see a difference between burlesque and stripping, I’ll clarify: Burlesque is about the cocktease, the withholding–it’s about what you don’t see. Stripping is about what you give, it’s about pleasing your audience and satiating them. To put it another way, I would be the burlesque dancer–sexual, cunning, but keeping what you want out of reach. You, my pet, would be the stripper–naked and vulnerable, baring it all.
I had the good fortune of attending a burlesque show recently. You would have loved it, my pets. The women were cool, withholding, but flirtatious. They showed just enough to let you know you want it, and no more. And it was wonderful to see a whole bar full of revved up men, just aching for a little release! I love men in that state. They’re so eager to please. And I, of course, made sure I reaped the benefits of the burlesque dancers’ handy-work.
It was like shooting fish in a barrell! I couldn’t help but get into the retro spirit of things and pull an old school move–I dropped my napkin on the floor to see who would pick it up for me. Three men went for it, but one was quicker than the others. As he was down on the floor picking it up, I parted my legs just the tiniest bit, leaned down and said, “What a good boy you are!”
I invited him to sit down with me, and instructed him to massage my feet, buy me drinks, and wait quietly while I went off to chat with other men. Oh, he was eager to do my bidding. I suspect his raging hard-on had something to do with it. But I wasn’t interested in satisfying him. I was only interested in the tease and denial. He kept angling for a kiss, so I told him to kiss my feet–which he did without hesitation right there in the bar! I love to see a humiliated man willing to degrade himself in public due to his overwhelming desire for me.:) He was on his knees, sucking on my toes, caring not a wit about the men laughing at him in the background, but only about doing as he was told.
You want to know if I took him home with me, don’t you? Haha…why would I do that? I got what I wanted–to control him, publicly.
But I did let him know I might be calling him for future favors. He said he was ready and willing. He was a very good boy!
Cruel to be kind,
Empress Whitney
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Hello, my pets! I hope everyone’s been a good boy or a good girl for me. Nobody’s been stroking without permission have they? You know that I only like you to stoke in the presence of a mistress!;)
What is it about hearing you ask for permission to stroke for me that gets me so revved up? I think it’s the pleading tone. I like the frustrated sighs and grunts you let out just before you say, “Please, mistress! Oh, please!”
And then, of course, comes the fun of cockteasing you until you can’t stand it! I can’t lie–it doesn’t just tickle me to hear you squirm in frustration, it gets my pretty pink pussy soaking wet. But that’s no problem for me. Afterall, I know you’ll eagerly lick me until I’m satisfied if I just say the word. And if you prove yourself incapable, you know that I can get my hands on any number of men to satiate my hunger!
You, on the other hand, have to just sit there, your cock begging for release, while you worship my body. I know that just the thought of pleasing me makes you want to explode! But you know me–I’ll always make you hold out just a little longer than comfortable.
But I’ll let you in on a little secret, my pets: After playing with you, toying with you, getting your overeager cocks all riled up–I, too, derive satisfaction from hearing you scream with pleasure when you cum. Because I know you were a good boy and earned it.
And for those of you who can’t hold off long enough to really earn it, those of you who let out a little dribble when I demand a flood from that cock, don’t worry. I’ll derive my satisfaction from punishing you, and making sure that it NEVER happens again!
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I know it can be scary to give yourself over to someone entirely. To become a plaything for a woman like me will mean a complete loss of control. Afterall, before you’ve ever even had an erotic phone session with me, you find yourself staring at my picture, perusing my wishlist, listening to my voice, thinking about ways you can serve me…
In short, your cock belongs to me already. All that’s needed is the final step.
And yet you’re still afraid. Of what, my pet? Of having purpose? Of pleasing the woman of your dreams? Of having the privilege of exploring your dirtiest desires with me?
Oh, I know what you’re afraid of. You’re afraid because you’re a naughty little stroker boy, and you don’t want someone else telling you “no.” Is that it?
Oh, darling–don’t you fret. While it’s true, my pets are well trained and never touch without my permission; while it’s true I’m a superb cocktease and delight in watching you squirm in frustration; while it’s true that my pleasure ALWAYS comes first, know this: Everything I do is for your own good.
You’ll find that when I’m telling you how to stroke, it’s so much more enjoyable than when you are left to your own devices. When I’m stretching your boundaries, I’m finding erotic pleasures for you you never would have dreamt of. And all for the cost of a little orgasm denial along the way. Believe me, you’ll want to sacrifice in order to enjoy the pleasure I can give you.
But I know you’re timid. That’s what makes you such a good little subby! And I believe, with any pet, that positive and negative reinforcement used together is the best way to train.
The positive reinforcement: From now until April 15th, all of my first time callers will have access to my deliciously erotic special audios page, here on my blog. Once you have the password, you’ll always have access to my most erotic audios.
The negative reinforcement: You’ll bring that on yourself if you don’t call, as you writhe in the agony of longing. Longing to call, longing to serve, longing to be my little bitch!
Which one will it be, pets?
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I know you love my voice, my pets. You love everything about it. You love how refined it is. You love the way I can command you with it. You love the way I whisper instructions in your ear. You love to hear me moan with pleasure. You could listen to me all day!
And that’s good my pets. I know you’ve been listening to my audios on our teasing forum repeatedly. And I know even after the twentieth replay, you still want more.
Well, pets, I’ve got a very special treat for you. You know how much I love to tease and deny you when you beg for more, so take note of this very rare event: You want more, and I’m giving it. You heard me correctly.
Do I have you and your cock’s attention?
Yes, my pets, I do like to reward my very special pets from time to time. So from now until the end of March, I’m giving out the password to my Special Audios page here on my blog to those devoted pets who stay on the phone with me for an hour or more. That’s all it will take to get exclusive access to my naughtiest, dirtiest, most explicit and extended audios EVER!
What’s more, I’ll continuously add new special audios to the page–and once you have the password, you’ll always have access. You’ll have my voice controlling your cock with just the click of a button.
And believe me–you want to hear these audios. I got wet when I made them! They are, without a doubt, the sexiest audios you’ve ever heard.
All you need to do is pick up the phone, serve my every whim and shoot me an e-mail for more details.
I’ll talk to you soon!
For Cock Control, call Empress Whitney at 800-601-6975
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Calls are $2.50 per minute, with a 10 minute minimum
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A simple question with a not so simple answer. One thing’s for sure–you can expect the unexpected!
You see, my pets, once I get you into my clutches, my biggest desire is to find out all of the things that make you tick–and then exploit them to control your cock! You may admit to me things you’ve never admitted to anyone…like your penchant for sniffing gently worn panties. Or perhaps your secret need to dress in panties! You may tell me all about your sexual past, and your hopes for your sexual future. Bit by bit, you’ll reveal yourself to me. This is the fun part for me pet. Dissecting you, figuring you out, and then plotting just exactly what it is I’ll do with you!
But what is it you’ll do with me? You wonder. Oh, darling, I get my kicks from the improvisation of it–dictating what comes next (or WHO cum next) in the moment. I ALWAYS encourage my slaves to live, feel and experience moment by moment. The touch of my hand, my breath in your ear, the sting of a riding crop–these sensations won’t be fully realized unless you let go of what is to come, and focus on the here and now.
Because, truth be told, my pets, I don’t know what I’ll do with you until I’ve got you by the balls! I want to have fun with my pets–and I, too, want to be right there in the moment with you. Making you stroke for me to the tempo I deem most appropriate for you; making you suck a dick for the first time; forcing you to please and worship my body over and over again until I’m as satisfied as possible–these acts are made all the better if they are dictated by my imagination, in the moment, based on my whimsies.
But you can rest assured, what I do with you will stretch your boundaries, stretch your imagination, and make your cock fully mine!
Cruel to be kind,
Empress Whitney
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Any of you who heard my mistress interview with the lovely Ms Tia knows that I consider myself both an artist, and an artistic muse. And so, being a lover of the arts often throws me into the company of some very interesting men! Sensitive, slight perfectionists who relish both the pain and the pleasure of life…
The perfect men to dominate!
I met one such man this weekend. I went to a gallery opening, and looked at painting after painting of one girl. Just her face. Different expressions, different styles and mediums, some just close-ups of various facial features. The girl in the painting was blonde. She had blue eyes, pretty pink lips…
The girl was me.
I tracked down the artist. He was balding, with glasses, and I recognized him immediately. He was a man who frequents the coffee shop I go to, and always stares at me.
“Don’t models usually get paid for their work?” I asked. He blushed, deeply humiliated to have been found out. I knew I had him. I asked him where his studio was, and he told me.
“Well, I’ll just have to swing by and pose for you in a proper setting.” He couldn’t even speak–only stammered out, “Yes! Uh..I mean…” He was sweating! “Good. I’ll see you there,” I said, and left.
The next day I arrived surprised him at his studio. He was already painting me, as I was when he saw me at the gallery.
“It seems you’ve mastered my face. But can you do justice to my body?” I asked. He dropped his paint brush. “I think it only fair that if I strip down for you, you strip down for me.” I added. His face was so red! Probably because I was bound to see the hard-on that was hiding beneath his pants.;)
But he was a good boy, and he did as he was told. He stripped down for me, and I posed him just so–on his knees, with his sketch pad and pencil in hand, face tilted up. “Now, I’ll pose like this,” I said, as I stripped down slowly for him. I placed myself standing, my arms over my head, my legs spread, my pussy very close to his face. Immediately, he leaned forward to kiss my pussy lips.
“No, no! You call yourself a professional artist! Don’t you know you have to ask the model permission before you touch her?”
He asked permission for a lot of things that afternoon. May I kiss your feet, may I lick your thigh, may I press my nose into your pussy, may I worship your body…
And the painting was pretty good, too!
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Any of you who attend the Cock Mockery chat that Ms. Lauren and I host on Monday nights, and any of you humiliation freaks who have enjoyed erotic phone sessions with me, begging to hear my insults (which I delight in giving out!) know how much I LOVE to humiliate men!
If there’s one thing you can beg for and receive with little resistance from me, it’s a humiliating task! I may give you orgasm denial when you’re whining, “May I cum?” I may tie you down when you want to lunge between my legs and worship my body. I may tease and deny you beyond reason despite your cries and whimpers. But if you beg, “Please! Put me in my place! Insult me! Humiliate me!” I’ll respond: “With pleasure.”
That’s why I had so much fun with my little carpet humper not long ago. No, that’s not a euphemism. I had that fat, pasty bitch on his knees, looking longly at my legs, fully naked! Did I make him a human throne for my ass? No. Did I take him with my strapon? No. I told him he could never bury his pitiful pecker in my pussy. But if he was a good boy, he could bury it in the carpet.
And that’s just what I made him do! Poor carpet…having to endure his frantic pitiful thrusts! My gorgeous legs made him so wild with desire, I’m afraid he really gave that carpet what for!
You know you’ve got power over a man when he’ll gladly risk a mean rug burn for you:)
Cruel to be kind,
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Hello, my pets! I trust you’ve all been good boys (and girls) for me, doing everything in a manner that pleases me: Asking “May I cum?” before release, not trying to pick the lock on your chastity belts, etc. I know you know it’s in your best interest to do everything you do, with me in mind. After all, a happy mistress makes for a happy slave.:)
And I’ve been a happy mistress indeed! My stud of a boyfriend took me on a little mini-vacation recently to his house on the lake. It was wonderful–all bundled up with just him, me, and his huge cock. The only thing missing was some cute little sissy-maid to wait on us hand and foot. I love to have that cock all to myself, sure–but you know me! I LOVE to show him off, and put some little bitch boy’s tiny penis to shame with a little compare session (or rather–contrast session. You know you can’t compare!).
But, luckily, since we’ve been back in town, we’ve had plenty of opportunity to turn unsuspecting victims into cuckoldslaves. Why, just this week, we had tons of fun with some scrawny, little man who didn’t know the wild ride he was in for!
He was the lead singer for a band we happened to see. He thought he was quite the rock star, strutting around, so full of himself. But I couldn’t help but notice that however tight his pants–there was not a bulge to be found. “Who is this guy kidding?” I thought. So I played the part of fan girl to a tee. After his set, I suggested he come home with my boyfriend and I. He, of course, jumped at the chance.
As always, I was right. He dropped his pants, and even a magnifying glass wouldn’t help me find his dick. Needless to say, he didn’t enjoy the traditional perks of being a rockstar that night–unless those perks include being made to suck cock!
Cruel to be kind
Empress Whitney
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Hear my voice!
I know you love my voice, my pets. You love everything about it. You love how refined it is. You love the way I can command you with it. You love the way I whisper instructions in your ear. You love to hear me moan with pleasure. You could listen to me all day!
Any of you who attend the