Be a PhoneSex Voyeur – listen in on a call!
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i have a very special recording to share with all of you! A bit ago Master Mark from Australia called – i know Master Mark from long ago, before my Niteflirt days. Master Mark is a very strict Master and he certainly puts a girl through her paces.
click here to listen to a short clip
That was just a tiny tease – We recorded the call and now you can listen in!
The call lasted 20 minutes and is saved as an mp3 – 20 minutes – $19.98
You can listen to the mp3 on your computer or on your iPod
Please call soon… kisses, katie
Rawhide and a slavegirl’s Nipples – Yes Master
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so StrictMaster called last night. He never fails to make a girl feel her submission. The phone rang about 7pm and I heard his voice… “tonight slut I am going to play with the rawhide I want you to prepare, I will call you back at 10pm”.
In my toy collection i have a set of slim rawhide strips about 9 inches in length. These were given to me by a Master i served long time ago, rawhide was one of his favorite toys. Play rawhide are strips, about same width as a sneaker lace, but a bit stiffer. When you play with rawhide you soak it first, so the leather becomes soft and pliable. Once the rawhide is tied it begins to dry, grows stiff and tightens.
i set the rawhide strips to soak and waited, my pussy getting wetter and wetter as i waited for 10pm to arrive. my nipples were aching in anticipation as i ran for the phone.
Breathless i answered and he spoke… “are you ready slut?”
“Yes Master” i answered… wriggling as my pussy tingled in anticipation, my nipples aching.
“what are you wearing?”
“Master, i have on pink panties and a pink tank top”, i replied, a lil tremble in my voice
“slut, you sound breathless. Are you excited?”
blushing, i answered, my breath catching as i spoke, “Yes Master, very”
His voice taking me away, he spoke, “well slut, loose the tank top and the the rawhide, NOW” i slid off my tank top and trembling lifted the rawhide strips from the water in which they were soaking. The rawhide was supple and soft and my nipples hard and aching… Â “now slut tie each nippled with a pretty bow of rawhide”
Drawing the wet supple leather around each aeriola i gasped softly as the cool wetness tightened around each aeriola my nipples pulsing.    After each was tied tightly i spoke, “tied tightly Master”… my pussy growing wetter and wetter knowing my the ache in my nipples was going to grow even deeper.
“now slave, take your vibe, turn it on and press against first one nip and then the other”…  a moan escaping my lips i drew the vibe close, turning it on, knowing StrictMaster could hear the soft rumbling over my moans.  “now move the vibe to your clit”, he spoke.    whimpering softly, i moved the vibe down to my clit the tremors between pussy and nipples now full transformed.
Barely able to contain myself, i gasp, “please Master, please can i cum”
“no slut, not yet, not before me” Strict Master replied as i trembled.     Inhaling i felt the rawhide doing its work, tightening as my nipples pulsed with each breath, my moans increased…
… the call went on for 45 more minutes, the rawhide grew tighter and tighter, my nipples aching as i was allowed to orgasm several times…Â Â Â for more details or to try out the rawhide yourself… call me!
Please call soon… kisses, katie
Pavlovian Training of a Submissive Phone Sex Slut
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Well … i told you about Strict Master’s planned call here and he did call!   i have been afraid to post about it as fearful other Masters might want to do the same.   This scene/phonesex call was VERY intense and took much out of me…
the phone rang and the moment i heard the bell the butterflies danced in my slavegirl belly.   i immediately focused, slipping into subspace and walked to my guest room (where i had everything set up – waiting for him).  On the way i wriggled out of my dress and slipped off my shoes.   Moving the dresser, my breath caught as the mirror caught my image and trembling form.  I slipped of my bra noting my hard nipples, when sliding my panties over the curves of my hips noted they clung softly to my pussy lips – i was soo wet.
i kneeled down and reaching up lit the candle, “Sir, i am ready, the candle is lit, your slut is nude”, i spoke softly wondering if he heard the tremble in my voice.   Hearing the soft ding of the bell, my legs unfolded as i moved to the bed, stretching out and reaching under the pillow for the big fat rabbit i had placed there the week before.  Not surpsingly i was so very wet, the rabbit slid in deep and i turned it on low, working it slowly in and out of my wet pussy.   Trembling still, heart racing my pussy started to spasm, each spasm sending me closer and closer to orgasm…  So close, so on the edge, I begged to cum – the answer was just silence.   Again i begged to cum and begged – only to hear silence.   Finally as i could stand it no longer, my sobs wretching out moans of begging the bell rang again… ding…
Almost breathless i turned off the rabbit, letting it slide halfway out of my pussy as i reached for the small basket of clothespins.  Counting softly, my fingers began attaching the clothes pins, my breasts throbbing as the tender skin was attacked.   Moaning, my hands shaking as i reached twenty, ten on each tit, my nipples hard and pink twitching seeking touch.  Still silence i counted removing the clothepins one by one and attaching them to my other breast, the wood clanking softly as the rustled together each time sending new spasms of pain to radiate from each clothespin.
Unable to stand it i begged and begged not sure if he could completely understand me now as i begged to mastrubate and stop moving the clothespins.   The bell rang again…. ding
Working the rabbit furiously in and out of my wet pussy, my hips rocking up to meet each thrust i trembled, muscles on my calfs tightening as i felt an orgasm approaching almost immediately.  my clit was on fire as i gasped, begging “please can i cum, PLEASE” to no avail.   Shaking, each movement sending spasms of pain through my tender breasts i begged again and again… finally the bell rang…  ding…
knowing i was not going to be allowed to cum till we went through the series, i hurredly attached the clamps to my nipples, so loose they barely held on except for my nipples being so large and throbbing.  starting to count again, i gasped softly in pain as my hand hit the clothespins again…  1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10 – tighten…  i turned the clamp half turn, at first my nipples tingled pleasantly – but 60seconds in throbbed and throbbed, pulsing as i wriggled – after two minutes the clamps were so tight i thought the pain would make me see stars and i once again begged to masturbate… “please Sir, please”
the bell rang again… ding…
This time i shoved the rabbit deep, my pussy dripping with pussy juice i turned the rabbit to high and almost immediately begged to cum. my voice a desperate plea – begging abd begging and begging…   ding…
Anxious now to please i reached for the candle, standing the rabbit still in my pussy as i held my legs tight to keep it there, the pleasantness against my clit so thrilling.  Titties a mess of pain, looked in the mirror surprising myself as i reached for the candle.   The hot wax searing my breasts as it dripped, i screamed now in pain, the sounds escaping my red lips as those of desperation.
Soon i heard Strict Master cum, setting down the candle i smiled happy to have pleased him, knowing he probably orgasmed extremely hard.   i felt wonderful having pleased him.
then things went terribly wrong…
unable to control myself i turned the rabbit on laying back the spasms of pain in my tortured titties at new heights as i furiously pumped the rabbit in and out…Â Â i orgasmed then, over and over, over and over – unable to stop.
Strict Master had ordered me not to cum, but to write about our phonesex call and then he would let me cum.   Now i was afraid… i have delayed writing about this, he has punished me twice for not posting this post – but i was afraid to for two reasons.
one – i felt i followed orders well – i did not want him to know i failed after he hung up
two – sometimes novice Masters call me – i am fearful that one will call and not realize hot much they need to be in control here and i might be hurt…
this is posted today on orders from Strict Master – he will comment if he thinks he needs to
Submissive phone sex slut katie’s Caller Feedback!!
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Just thought i would share some of most recent feedback!
************* Katie is the rare combination of a pro and a natural. She really wants to please and knows how. Trust me we were on the phone two hours
Master, how will i tell you if the pain is too much?
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StrictestMaster is a Dom, a true Dominant in the strictest sense of the word. Pushing limits is his favorite past time, pushing my pain limits is his specialty!
The call began and i knew it would be a rough one, i was instantly wet! Sir told me get the toys out, a few clothespins, a dildo, my largest butt plug and a leather strap.
“Now, what are you wearing?” i was wearing a my daisy duke cut off jean shorts and a black tank top. i call the top, my Cops TV top, as it is too small – like most of the women on the Cops show 
Sir spoke, “Now katie… take off your shorts and of course an panties you are wearing… Today will be different from our usual session, you will not speak, you may make sound, but no speech till I cum. If you do speak, you will not be allowed to cum with me or for the rest of the day. If you speak the only way you will be allowed to cum is IF a REAL DOM calls you, you can explain you are being punished and let him decide.
“But Sir, how will i tell you if the pain is too much?” i asked
“you will figure it out slutlet” He replied, “when i say we begin, you shall not speak again.”
“Yes Sir” i replied
“so we begin” He responded ominously, “suckle the large butt plug, get it wet with your tongue, get it nice and deep” i took the plug in my mouth, letting my tongue run around and around, getting the plastic probe as wet as possible, knowing the plug was going someplace that needed lubrication.
“Now” he spoke, his baritone filling me with nervousness, making me wetter and wetter. “Push the plug into your ass and NO talking”. Whimpering, unable to speak i wriggled on hands and knees, the plug against my oh so very tight dark hole, a loud gasp escaping as it finally slipped home.
Only my moans and whimpers to communicate with i writhed the tightness surrounding the plug clenching involuntarily as i nervously awaited his next command. “Now use your finger on your clit, make it swell, make it yearn”, whimpering so close to cumming, no way to tell him but to moan, i writhed.
“Rub the palm of your hand over your pussy, get it nice and wet – and now cover left tit with that hand, through your tank top, get it nice and wet” mewling softly i trembled as He spoke again, “now rub your clit again”
my finger wriggling over my now swollen clit, i fussed moaning nearing orgasm, and then he spoke again… “now coat your right tit in your juices” trembling i rubbed the palm of my hand along my slit gathering the copious juices and dampening my top, the fabric clinging to my breast, hard nipples poking out…
Gasping i heard his next command, “take up a clothespin and attach it against your perineum” whimpering loudly, i fussed and whined fearful of the pain… finally having no choice, the clothespin founds its mark. Crying out i moaned, begging as best i could, the pain excruciating…
“rub your clit again baby now” He spoke so calmly, my whimpers not deterring his thought processes. Close to cumming my breath shallow, my whimpers ready to explode, his voice filled my ear again “Stop”
on the edge, breathless, i just lay gasping for breath… “OK, now the clothespin can be removed” thrilled i reached down and opened the clothespin, only to be treated to a whole new world of pain. Sweating, trembling and whimpering i could nothing for a moment but lay there. Missing his next command, i had to make mewing noises to let him know i was ready to continue, or was i?
“take out a new clothespin and just for a reminder of no talking, place it on your tongue.” my whimpers evoked no sympathy and he just repeated his words as i knew he was Dom, i was sub and this was not an argument i could win. my cries filled the air as the hardness locked around my sensitive tongue. Gagging softly, completely under his control, i waited for the next move.
“add a clothespin to each nipple, through the wet fabric” now those of you who know me, know i have the MOST sensitive nipples of any woman around. WHimpered and mewling protest elicited the response i felt they might “no talking, do it now or you will be sorry”
Trepidation overcome i reached, first one hard nipple, then the other, the pain send wild trembles through every muscle. The pain from each sending direct lil electronic signals to my pussy, clit swollen peeking out in yearning. “RUB that clit NOW katie, NOW” he commanded.
So close to cumming so afraid i might before being given permission, the clothespins to tight on my nipples and tongue i whimpered and moaned, my breath in short staccatos as i struggled to keep rubbing as commanded and to not cum. Hearing His breath growing shorter, i saw a glimmer of hope as my body was nearing crescendo, my cries louder.
then he spoke “CUM NOW KATIE, CUM WITH ME”
i saw stars as my body responded, the breath slipping from my lungs, each muscle tightening as the orgasm washed mightily over me.
“Perfect” He said…
A hundred blowjobs in one night?
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100 Blowjobs in a night… no it was not katie… Cleopatra is widely known as the Queen of Egypt and “the Great Swallower”
In the land of the Nile blowjobs were as all the rage in Cleopatra’s time. Â It is said that lipstick was invented so women could advertise they gave head! Â Â Rumor is Cleopatra wore the reddest of the red so she might stain the base of a Man’s cock lest all would know she had been the one to swallow his seed eagerly.
Aggressive and sexually adventuresome women were applauded by the Egyptians. Cleopatra the Queen was loved by all of her people and she gave some extra special love to some people… well Roman Noblemen to be specific!  On one particularly loving occasion it was recorded that she performed fellatio on one hundred Roman Noblemen in one night!!
In Egypt to be become “High Priestess of Aset” a woman had to open her legs for 1000 Men. Â Â An Egyptian week was ten days and it took Cleopatra just a week to do them all!!
i can only admire Cleopatra stamina and perseverance and could never hope to emulate her!   But, i do have some awesome new lip gloss in shimmery pink – i know some lucky man is going to have a shimmery pink ring around the base of his cock soon!
One of my favorite callers told me about the lipstick and Cleopatra… Now, i love putting my lipgloss on for him!
like a virgin… a submissive slut moans
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“what are you wearing?” the call began…
“gee Master, i was feeling very virginal tonight, am wearing white laura ashley nightgown, very innocent, very virginal… it is white, long and clings to my curves”
“get a glass of ice water, mostly ice, NOW and kneel in front of the mirrors”, there are floor length mirrors in my bedroom… swallowing i knelt carefully holding the glass and listening. Glancing up, i watched as my nipples pressed against the soft white fabric, breast heaving with each nervous breath, the water glass glistening.
“lift the glass and take a sip and let it pour down over your breasts” he spoke…
“yes Sir” i responded… and lifting the glass, let the icy water touch my pink lips a moment and then tilt more to empty, a cry escaping my lips as the wetness drenched my white nightie, the fabric clinging against my now rock hard nipples… “AHHHHH, OH, AHHHHHHHH”…
i heard a short chuckle on the line, “now you get the idea slut”
Hearing his command i stood, the nightie clinging to every curve, the wetness surrounding ample mounds as pink nipples pushed outward, whimpering at his commands, my hands chased along my yearning pussy, stroking to his voice…
after a moment of my moaning and yearning, he spoke… “take off the nightie, get your water glass filled again and get in the shower.”
i could only whisper, “Yes Master”, slipping the nightie over my head, i moved to the kitchen, nude form in the dim light as cool air danced over my damp skin.
Nipples pulsing, pussy so very wet and yearning, i filled the glass as he whispered gently, “step into the shower my slut, you are going to cry out so i might hear you.”
Nervous, i stepped into the shower, breasts heaving as i stood, bare feet parting wider than my hips, the pussy juices on my thighs inviting the cool air.. listening to his voice, so calm, so in command, i lifted the icey glass of water. Trembling, holding the glass high i let it spill over my breasts, washing down to my smooth pussy. The cold such a shock against my heated slut form i could not help but cry out… “AAEEEEEEIIIIIOOOOUUUUUUU, OH Master!!!!!!!!!!!! “
first kiss of the whip, a first meeting
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Such a hot call Saturday afternoon, i thought i would have to jump in the pool to cool off!
the call began… with Master Jimmy speaking… imagine our first meeting, katie comes to my hotel room, dressed as I ordered in a white sundress with halter top, heels with white anklets and proper lingerie. I open the door and invite the slavegirl in, motioning her slave form toward the window as I sit in the leather chair. Smiling shyly katie moves between my legs and I run my hands up along her hips, lifting the white skirt slowly to check her panties.
Grinning I stand and tell the slut to turn, reaching up I unbuttoning her dress to let it fall to the floor. A flick of my wrist and the bra slips off leaving her in heals and white lacey bikini panties. “Step forward and take your panties down”
“Yes Master”, katie replies, “how far?”
Smiling, I speak “just expose your ass, let the panties rest just at the top of your thighs,lean forward, place your hands high up against the window. Anyone looking may see what a slut you are”
“Yes Master” the slavegirl replies as she presses panties down revealing ivory cheeks and leaning forward, ample breasts and pink hard nipples against the glass, her nude form free for anyone to see as she pose in the lit window looking out over the city.
I snicker watching her tremble hearing me test the flogger, the soft whistle singing out “Do you know why you are to be punished my pet?”
“No Master” the slut replies, shifting a tiny bit, ass cheeks flexing knowing they will feel the belt momentarily.
“You are to be my slavegirl.” I speak as I trail the flogger over her soft skin, watching her flinch, “My flogger will redden that ass nicely and any one glancing up to this floor will see you on display being punished. I believe a slavegirl should be punished the first time she meets her Master so she knows what she should fear lest she need to be punished a second time..”
Drawing my arm back I pause a moment, “ I know the first time you feel the flogger – your need to be found pleasing will be greater than ever before.”
…to hear the rest… you will have to call me….
no panties… all day…
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oh my… no panties all day!!
As most of you know i have a day job in marketing, for this job i sometimes travel; 
but, mostly am in the office daily. the dress in our office is business casual which will range from jeans to jacket/skirt suit.
i pride myself on being a good submissive and good submissive girls follow orders. Master Jimmy is a strong assertive Master who spent lots of time with me last Sunday and as our call neared the end he mandated that the next day i would subtly continue to serve him. all i could say was “yes Master”
Master Jimmy’s orders for the next day… wear a skirt and no panties!! he knew that Saturday my pussy was freshly waxed, now i am very sensitive and recent bareness makes me so very extra sensitive!
Before bed that night i laid out my clothes for the next day: black linen dress, black bra, black sandals, NO panties. Needless to say i had a lil trouble falling asleep and played for a few moments, cumming hard thinking about the next day.
In the morning i went to spin and took a quick shower – had forgotten all about Master Jimmy’s command till i hurryied to dress, blushing remembering his command as i glanced over my clothes laid out for morning.
Driving to work i was so very nervous, fidgeting at each stop light, knowing my wetness increased with each thought, each wriggle. i am not sure what made my wetness more copious, knowing i was serving a strong assertive Master or the cool air tickling at my bare pussy each time my thighs parted.
Well, work was a bit tenuous all day, every time i moved the wetness grew, my thighs were soon damp too. Blushing i moved away as co-workers stood close, fearful they could smell my desire as it grew all day. A quick trip home for lunch hoping Master Jimmy would be around to help me release some of the pent up energy (aka yearnings) was not helpful when he was not available.
Five pm could not come sooner… i was wriggling and wriggling, my nipples hard and pussy just so very wet as all pretense of concentration was negated. the afternoon was spent daydreaming about serving like a good submissive and hoping so that Master Jimmy would call later that night!
oh to be a slave in Rome
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Master Jimmy and i have been watching Rome… and the erotic scenes on HBO have mixed into our calls.
i opened my email in the day to be greated by a hot note from Master Jimmy telling me soon i would have a collar reading HOJ. HOJ is House of Jimmy! i was wet way before he called!
imagine being led to an auction block, hands cuffed and drawn over my head and then blindfold removed as i see row after row of Men and Women. trembling nervously i glance around as a i sense someone moving behind me. my breath catches as the camisk covering me falls and i hear the murmur of the crowd knowing they can completely view my ivory form.
hearing the auctioneer as he begins and a strong voice rings out from the crowd, the bidding becomes frenzied as the auctioneer takes the handle of his whip, drawing it against my tight pussy, massaging the now swollen pearl and pushing me to moan as an orgasm begins, trembling i blush unable to stop it, knowing the crowd can see all.
his voice rings out, as bidding heightens… trembling i hear the word, “SOLD”, being pulled roughly from the block i stumble and regain my footing my eyes glance up to meet his… lil butterflies tremble in my slave belly feeling his gaze as he says “she will do” and turns to tug the bindings on my wrists.
a camisk roughly thrown my ivory form i stumble behind him as he strides through the streets… reaching a great home, the doors fly open and i see people scurrying to and fro as they ready everything for his arrival.
turning to me he says “welcome to the House of Jimmy” as he reaches up showing me the HOJ on the collar before threading it around my neck. Snapping his fingers he draws forth a young slave girl, handing the binding to her he turns and speaks again to me, my heart trembling as i feel him, “you will be trained to please my guests, i expect you to be pleasing”
the girl leads me away as i nod and whisper “yes Master”, wanting so to please him.
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