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Absence Makes the Cock Grow Harder

Whitney — Fri, 04 Jun 2010 14:02:36 +0000

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!).

First of all, I have a new email address: whitney@enchantrixempire.com. Which brings us to the next item: The Enchantrix Empire!

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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Tease and Denial Burlesque Show

Whitney — Tue, 25 May 2010 22:00:36 +0000

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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Cockteasing Satisfaction

Whitney — Thu, 06 May 2010 11:44:13 +0000

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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Making Your Cock Mine

Whitney — Fri, 05 Mar 2010 14:59:41 +0000

Dear Empress Whitney

What can I expect from an erotic phone session with you?

–Anonymous

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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Humiliated Carpet Humper

admin — Wed, 17 Feb 2010 23:28:57 +0000

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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Denying your cock!

Whitney — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 03:28:04 +0000

Hi pets! Did you miss reading my blog for a while? You know how I love to keep you waiting in anticipation, whether it’s for a sexy read here on my blog, or for a mind blowing orgasm after a long tease and denial session! Yes, pets, it’s not uncommon for me to leave a man hanging. But it keeps you on your toes and makes you such an obedient slave, doesn’t it?

True, you might be frustrated if you give up control of your cock to me during our erotic phone sessions, only to find that I use that control to deny you! You may be sitting there, with your hard aching cock that wanted to cum so badly, wanting to curse my name! And I don’t even blame you pet. I don’t even mind. Because I know that any anger you feel will give way to desire. You’ll need to me to release you. The image of me will invade your every thought, and you’ll become obsessed! Pretty soon, you’ll be doing ANYTHING to win my affections! Pretty soon, you’ll be worshipping my body, doing my bidding, singing my praises, and becoming my little bitch–all so that I may “throw you a bone” so to speak. All so that when I say “stroke for me,” you’ve got hope that all of that stroking won’t be in vain.

But whether or not you’re a good boy, remember this pet: THAT COCK IS MINE! I’ll do with it what I please. You may lavish me with attention and gifts and praise only to be denied over and over again. It’s my right to deny you.

What rights do you have? Haha:) Oh, pet! You don’t have any rights! You belong to me. But don’t worry, pet. If you’re a good boy for me–I may not always give you what you want, but I’ll always give you what I think you deserve!

Cruel to be kind,

Empress Whitney

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Holiday Tease and Denial: Part Two

Whitney — Mon, 28 Dec 2009 05:10:05 +0000

Have you just been waiting in anticipation to hear more about the gift I gave my boyfriend for Christmas? I know you have, pets. I’m such a cocktease, I can’t help but leave my pets wanting more!

Now where was I? Oh, yes. I believe I was telling you about me with my leg propped up on the chair my boyfriend was tied to, blindfolded, licking and worshiping his way into my good graces. My cuckolds are familiar with this position, aren’t you, pets? How many times have you hoped and prayed that your skillful mouth can make up for your tiny penis? Luckily, my boyfriend doesn’t have to make up for anything–he’s got a dick that goes on for miles, and would make any little sissy fag salivate!

After his proportionally long tongue brought me to orgasm many times over, I bent down in my corset, slightly unlaced so my nipples were peaking over the top, and I said wetly into his ear, “You’re such a good boy. You’ve made your mistresses nipples so hard. Do you feel that?” as I let one rock hard little nipple trail up his shaft–making that huge cock jump for joy. “Yes, I feel that.” he sputtered out. I LOVE knowing that I can make even the most masculine, sexy and powerful man quake with nerves and excitement!

“You also made my little pink pussy so wet, my good boy! Do you want to feel that, too?” He just nodded. “I can’t hear you, my darling. I want to hear you beg for it. Now do you want to feel my wet cunt or not?” He was sweating! “Yes, please. Please! I beg you!”

Well, pets, that’s when I straddled his chair, still standing, with one leg on either side of him. “If you want it, you’re going to have to make that huge horse cock grow even bigger so it can reach my pussy hovering above you!” I can’t help myself–even with a man like him, orgasm denial comes so naturally! But he had another idea.

“How do I know if I want it if I can’t see it?” he said, a smile spreading across his lips.

Would I DARE, let him turn the tables on me and try to call the shots? Clearly this question of his was a manipulation–I could easily see through it. But then again, it was Christmas, perhaps I could let him get his way just this once…

You’ll have to be a patient pet and wait until tomorrow to find out!

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Holiday Tease and Denial

Whitney — Sun, 27 Dec 2009 05:10:39 +0000

Hello, my pets! I hope you all had a FANTASTIC Christmas! Were my sissy maids in the kitchen preparing a Christmas feast in only an apron and high heels? Were my humiliated cuckolds gift wrapping a big, black stud to please their mistress with? Were my stroker boys given the gift of a full and glorious orgasm, or will you remain teased and denied until after the new year?

I spent my Christmas in much the way you’d expect–lavished with presents and praise. My favorite gift of the material variety was a pair of dangly diamond earrings with a tennis bracelet to match from my wonderful and sexy boyfriend. That man just seems to possess all of the qualities necessary in a man: Exquisite taste, and a long, thick cock. Who could ask for anything more?

So what did I get him in return? Well, you know me–I LOVE the element of surprise. So I sat him down in a chair and told him to close his eyes, and just as he did, I wrapped a blindfold over his eyes and tied it tight. You should have seen his cock–he’s just like Pavlov’s dog! As soon as the blindfold trigger was in place, he sprang to attention, and I sprang to action. I leaned down and whispered into his ear, “I’ll be right back to give you and your cock your Christmas surprise, my darling!” licking his ear quickly before I disappeared into my walk in closet.

He must have heard me getting ready in there–digging through my box of goodies, the sounds of zippers and rustling fabric, because he called out, “What are you doing in there?” “Just you be patient,” I responded, as I stepped out of my closet. I placed one hand, clad in a soft leather glove, on his hard and frustrated cock. “Afterall, if you aren’t a naughty boy, I’ll have to give you a naughty surprise. As it is, I’ve got something sweet and sensual in store for you. It’s your choice.”

Without hesitation, he said, “I’ll be a good boy.”

“Talk is cheap,” I said, placing one stiletto boot covered foot up on the chair next to his thigh. “Prove it.” On command, he leaned forward and commenced giving me my favorite gift of the non-material variety: Exquisite, orgasmic body worship!

I always like to reward good behavior. And if YOU’RE a good boy, I might just post the rest of this story tomorrow, for you!

Cruel to be kind,

My Christmas Wishlist!

Whitney — Fri, 25 Dec 2009 12:58:27 +0000

Hello my pets! This holiday season has been a hectic one–lots of parties to attend, gifts to bestow, and men to degrade! In between all of the chaos, I’ve had tons of fun doing erotic phone sessions with all of you, making some new gentlemen friends, and catching up with some long time regulars. Isn’t that what the holiday season is all about?

I’m a thoughtful mistress, and the holidays are a perfect time to reflect. I’ve been thinking mainly about all of the wonderful gifts bestowed upon me this year–mainly, becoming a part of the LDW family way back in January, and all of the hilarious, erotic, sensual and mind-boggling sexual escapades I’ve had with you over the months! It has been such a treat for me to get to know all of you. Your worship, servitude and submission has been a wonderful gift to me. LDW, and all of the gifts that come with it, has been quite the blessing.:)

But I want to know, how have I and the mistresses of LDW enhanced your life? Have you found new depths of sensual humiliation with us? Have you endured greater and greater periods of chastity? Have you come to understand the TRUE meaning of tease and denial in our sessions? After all, I aim not to just be a demanding mistress (though that I am!), but more importantly, a guide through your sexual explorations:).

This Christmas, the best gift you can give me is your feedback (though make no mistake, I’ll take your body worship as well!) In fact, I’d love to be able to share with others the sensual joy that I and the mistresses of LDW can bring. To this end, we’re hoping to share some of your feedback with the world in the form of a magazine advertisement with your client testimonials.

My pets, you’ve brightened up my year:). And if I’ve brightened up yours as well, I urge you to leave a comment with your client testimonials, along with the first name you’d like your testimonial to be attributed to (it can be a pseudonym–we ALWAYS take care to protect your privacy!).

As an example, one client has already told me, “The LDW mistresses always leave me spent and smiling!”–John, MD.

What can YOU say about the LDW mistresses?

Merry Christmas to you and yours! You’ve all made my Christmas very merry, indeed!

Cruel to be kind,

Empress Whitney

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Sexual Nostalgia

Whitney — Fri, 20 Nov 2009 02:37:34 +0000

Hi pets! I’ve been very nostalgic lately. Nostalgic for exquisite sexual encounters gone by:). It seems every morning I wake up with images of seemingly forgotten sexual conquests filling my mind and flooding my sexy panties!

A few days ago, it was a memory from college–the first time I fully indulged in strapon play. I was a top then even then, but had not yet fully explored the world of domination. My boyfriend (at the time) and I were having a little fun with bondage. He was blindfolded, face down on my bed. I was teasing his spine with an ice cube. Even tied down, though, he still raised his ass up with every new sensation. Before I knew it I’d found my vibrator, and before he knew it, he was begging to cum!

Yesterday, Iwoke up to the memory of a particularly hot sexual encounter I had with a friend a few years back. I teased and denied his cock right up to the point of near explosion, only to pull away from him at the last minute, and sit on his face–making sure he knew he wouldn’t cum until I did. And he made SURE I did!

This morning, I woke up thinking about the first time my current boyfriend and I found ourselves a sissy slut to take out our pent up dominant energy on. That sissy served us both, and experienced the erotic humiliation of a cuckolded pet as he watched my boyfriend and I go crazy on each other!

As much as I know you love to hear about my past sexual encounters, I LOVE to hear about yours. I love to find out what get’s you going, and I know your memory is just full of sensual and erotic gems!

Cruel to be kind,

Empress Whitney

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