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December 2nd, 2011

Fetish Fridays: Screaming

A Woman Screams at the Sight of a Tiny Mouse. Her Dog Doesn't Look Too Happy Either

For Fetish Fridays I usually search online for a good fetish link for my post. This time I didn’t find anything with substance. But from a sex worker perspective I see screaming (or yelling) as a fetish. It’s one of my least favorite to do. Screaming calls are the hardest calls for me both giving and receiving. Scream Callers (SC) either like you to scream at them throughout the call or they like to yell at you.

A scream call can take many forms-sometimes I’m the angry Mistress verbally humiliating a slave. Other times I’m the mad Mommy chastising her naughty boy. I’ve been an upset principal and angry teacher yelling at my naughty student. The common thread here is volume. They really want me to yell. It’s as if the volume of my yells directly affects the level of their excitement.

This type of call is hard on my throat so I rarely do them. PSOs rely on their voice to do the work-why would we wreck it by screaming regularly? My throat feels raw by the end of the call and in need of a rest. After a scream fetish call I’ll turn off my phone for the night. A hot cup of tea with honey has soothed my throat afterward many a time.

Of my current clients I can only thing of one regular that has a scream fetish. Even with him I don’t scream as loud as he’d like. And I don’t do it every call. With him Mommy will raise her voice to chastise his naughty ways. Near the end of the call I’ll yell out some insults to make him cum.

Being on the receiving end of a screaming fetish call is easier but still a pain. The caller likes to yell at me for various reasons. I don’t typically do submissive calls but I do with a few regulars. I’m yelled at for being a naughty girl. Or they’ll yell at me to tell me to have an orgasm. “Louder! Play with that pussy more!” they’ll scream while I work on a knitting project and moan.

The trouble with this type of call is they tend to give me a headache. The caller doesn’t yell constantly. There will be moments of normal volume and then BAM! he’ll start to yell. I’ve tried having an itchy trigger finger on the mute button but it’s hard to catch every one. Eventually all that yelling makes my head pound. As soon as the call is over I’m heading to the bathroom for some Advil. I don’t do many of these calls either.

A slight variant to the fetish is orgasm sounds. Many callers like me to have what I call “a going for the Grammy” orgasm. This entails lots of OH GOD OH GOD YES YES YES. They like me to moan at a loud volume. One of my callers likes to have me do loud orgasm after loud orgasm during our calls. While it’s easy to moan and shout words of pleasure I find doing this too much will wreck my throat for the night. I like to start off quiet and work up to the big porno like orgasm for the end.

What causes a scream fetish? Several of my clients were caught masturbating and yelled at by their mothers as children. I also think the over the top yelling in porn causes some clients to want similar noises during a phone fantasy.

Bottom line for PSOs-preserve your voice and only do scream fetishes rarely.

Fetish Fridays
Fetish Fridays: Sploshing
Fetish Fridays: Robot Sex
Fetish Fridays: Humiliation
Fetish Fridays: Glory Holes
Fetish Fridays: Shoe Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Achoo!
Fetish Fridays: Tickle Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Doggy Boy
Fetish Fridays: Smoking Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Latex Love
Fetish Fridays: Furries
Fetish Fridays: Exhibitionism
Fetish Fridays: Chastity
Fetish Fridays: Pony Play
Fetish Fridays: Hirsutism
Fetish Fridays: Sploshing Revisited
Fetish Fridays: Interview With A Sissy
Fetish Fridays: Teabagging
Fetish Fridays: Financial Submission
Fetish Fridays: Kidnapping
Fetish Fridays: Blackmail
Fetish Fridays: Golden Showers




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May 21st, 2010

Fetish Fridays: Golden Showers

O ring gag

From Wikipedia:
Urolagnia
“Urolagnia (also urophilia, undinism) is a paraphilia in which sexual excitement is associated with the sight or thought of urine or urination. The term has origins in the Greek Language (from ouron, urine, and lagneia, lust).

Those who enjoy urolagnia may enjoy urinating on another person or persons, or being urinated upon. Some participants may drink the urine; this practice is known as urophagia, though uraphagia refers to the consumption of urine regardless of whether the context is sexual. Urolagnia enthusiasts may participate in urolagnia as part of a domination and submission scene, though not all sexual activity involving urine is so.

These activities are often described with the slang terms golden showers, water sports, or piss play. Urolagnia is sometimes associated with omorashi, though in Western culture, omorashi is typically distinguished from urolagnia, with terms such as bladder desperation or panty wetting.”

I never knew the official term for a golden shower fetish was “Urolagnia”.

I’ve done my share of golden showers during in person sessions. There’s something funny about standing over someone to pee. It’s like I get stage fright and just can’t go. Out in nature I can pee without a moments hesitation. If I’m wearing a skirt and no panties I like to do it standing up to feel buff. But when there’s two eyes staring up at me I have trouble relaxing. To get over this I just I drink a lot of water until I feel bloated. With a very full bladder I get the guy in position and let the floodgates open so to speak. Drinking green tea beforehand is the best way to do it. Years ago a client with a diaper fetish told me it’s a natural diuretic and I’ve used it sometimes during sessions.

Typically I have the guy lie down in a tub so I don’t get piss on the carpet. Usually they like to shower off afterward so this position works well. Most guys like to be pissed on their chest or crotch. Those with a strong fetish like me to aim for their mouth.

In person the fetish is lived out in a matter of minutes. On the phone though it can last awhile. Some piss drinkers are shy about the subject. They’ll want to talk about licking my pussy first. When they emphasize that they love all of my juices I take the hint and introduce golden showers. Then we focus on their real fetish.

All of the Piss Drinkers I’ve talked to have been submissive. For the fantasy I’ll tie PD up and piss all over him, coating his hair, face, chest, cock and balls and even his legs in it. In Erectionland my bladder can hold a lot more urine than in real life. Naturally all of my friends are sexy mistresses who love to come over and help me dominate PD. I’ll describe elaborate mistress parties where PD gets to serve as house toilet.

I’ll place PD under a bondage toilet box. There’s a normal lid on top that his head rests underneath. He’ll lay there for hours waiting for another mistress to come in and release her bladder. To switch it up I’ll release him from the toilet box and have him kneel in the center of the living room. A funnel is put into his mouth and the mistresses take turns pissing into it. This fantasy can easily morph into scat play but that’s a fetish post for another day.

Fetish Fridays
Fetish Fridays: Sploshing
Fetish Fridays: Robot Sex
Fetish Fridays: Humiliation
Fetish Fridays: Glory Holes
Fetish Fridays: Shoe Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Achoo!
Fetish Fridays: Tickle Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Doggy Boy
Fetish Fridays: Smoking Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Latex Love
Fetish Fridays: Furries
Fetish Fridays: Exhibitionism
Fetish Fridays: Chastity
Fetish Fridays: Pony Play
Fetish Fridays: Hirsutism
Fetish Fridays: Sploshing Revisited
Fetish Fridays: Interview With A Sissy
Fetish Fridays: Teabagging
Fetish Fridays: Financial Submission
Fetish Fridays: Kidnapping
Fetish Fridays: Blackmail

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January 15th, 2010

Fetish Fridays: Blackmail

sex and submission

Blackmail fantasies are fun calls. These calls are dramatic with lots of plot twists which make the call enjoyable for me.

The call starts out with me just toying with him at first. Blackmailed Man comes to visit for a session. Our playtime quickly turns into an affair. If BM has any extra kinks they’re easily worked into the storyline. His wife never ties him down and fucks him but I do. Or his wife never wears stockings and heels. I wear them every time we meet and make him worship them for hours. Comparisons are frequently made between us. The wife has endless faults while I’m portrayed as a commanding, superior Goddess.

Over time our imaginary affair becomes serious. BM skips out of work early to see me. He lies to his wife about imaginary meetings and appointments to sneak off to my apartment.

My control of him increases. Soon he’s confessing intimate details about his life. But I demand more. He tells me work secrets, bank info, credit card details. Financial submission is often a subplot in blackmail calls.

I demand a tribute every month. If he doesn’t pay up I threaten to tell his wife, his boss, his friends and coworkers. At this point in the call BM is very worked up. I describe how I keep upping the ante. The tributes increase in amount and frequency. Soon I have access to his bank accounts and credit cards. He pays for a high class apartment for me that’s close to his office. I have a car and fat allowance.

When the client is a few breaths from cumming I’ll review the fantasy. If they’ve given me bank account numbers or driver license numbers I’ll read them back to him.

After cumming BM makes me promise to throw away the financial details he just confessed. He nervously asks “You won’t tell my wife will you?” I assure him I won’t. Often he’ll try to convince he’s not really into “all this”. After I assure him again that I’m not really blackmailing he rushes the goodbye and hangs up.

Every few years I’ll get a client who sends me tributes in real life. I have one now. He sends me a money order for a small amount. I think of it as my yarn fund. Now in reality I’m not really blackmailing him. I’m not going to tell his wife, even if he stops sending me tributes. It’s tricky though because I have to pretend that I will rat him out. I’ll send him taunting emails with pictures of him in his wife’s panties. I write, “Remember what evidence I have slave” to tease him.

After he’s sent the tribute he’ll call and we’ll replay his blackmail fantasy. He loves for me to say his full name over and over again. “You own me now Mistress. You’ll never let me go will you?” he’ll say while masturbating. I play along, telling him that he’s my property. He has to do whatever I say or else. I’ll read the return address on the tribute envelope and he cums into the panties. How long will he send me tributes? I have no idea but for now I have some nice tweedy wool courtesy of him.

Fetish Fridays
Fetish Fridays: Sploshing
Fetish Fridays: Robot Sex
Fetish Fridays: Humiliation
Fetish Fridays: Glory Holes
Fetish Fridays: Shoe Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Achoo!
Fetish Fridays: Tickle Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Doggy Boy
Fetish Fridays: Smoking Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Latex Love
Fetish Fridays: Furries
Fetish Fridays: Exhibitionism
Fetish Fridays: Chastity
Fetish Fridays: Pony Play
Fetish Fridays: Hirsutism
Fetish Fridays: Sploshing Revisited
Fetish Fridays: Interview With A Sissy
Fetish Fridays: Teabagging
Fetish Fridays: Financial Submission
Fetish Fridays: Kidnapping

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October 9th, 2009

Fetish Fridays: Kidnapping

Sex and submission

“I just want you to kidnap me and keep me in your dungeon,” a client will tell me. This tells me that the call will likely be fun because kidnapping calls often are. The key is to mix enough realistic details into the fantasy to make it feel real. Since I have a handful of clients with this fetish I’ll just generalize them with a Kidnapping Client moniker.

To begin the fantasy I like to describe spying on KC for weeks before snatching them away. An imaginary friend who is a private investigator, and naturally a sexy woman, runs a background check on KC and give me a file thick with all his information. I want to know as much about my “victim” as possible.

In a rental car I drive by his home, work and hang out spots. I memorize his routine and know when he’s at his most vulnerable. The actual kidnapping scene usually goes one of two ways. Usually I’ll just grab him off the street. KC will come out of a building, usually his office, and I’ll simply grab him, throwing him into my car effortlessly. I’ll quickly tie him up and gag him before speeding away.

There’s a few guys that like me to kidnap them after a domination session. As soon as he arrives at my place I’ll order him to undress. He’s too turned on to notice that I take his clothes, shoes, wallet and keys to another room. I tie him up and use him according to his particular kink. Then I reveal that I’m not letting him go, that he has to stay with me forever.

Brainwashing and mind control often make their way into kidnapping fantasies. But those are a fetish in their own right so I’ll write more about them in a future Fetish Friday post. Reprogramming KC into thinking he’s my devoted slave is the key to keeping him trapped.

When KC is close to cumming is when I describe his new life as a kept slave. My fantasy dungeon is in a basement, has no windows and is completely soundproofed. Sometimes there’s one room, often there’s several. His entire purpose is to please me. Soon he forgets about his old life. I’ll rename him and give him a new identity.

The clients who have this fetish are almost exclusively married, have children and a stressful job. Often they feel trapped and unhappy in their lives but see no way of escape. That’s where I come in to whisk them away from their misery, if only for a short while. If a client frequently complains about his wife I’ll add her to the storyline. KC’s wife is overjoyed that he’s disappeared. She cashes in a big life insurance policy and soon finds a hot, younger stud to replace him. Often she’s been having an affair with this stud for years and can finally move him in now that KC is out of the way.

Interestingly, the holidays bring me the most kidnapping fantasies. I theorize that the holiday season is the one time my clients are socially forced to spend time with the people they manage to avoid the rest of the year. Everything around them is advertising happy holidays-tv and radio commercials showing cheerful families unwrapping presents around the Christmas tree etc. As a PSO I get to see the truth behind the happy society PR campaign. It’s one of my favorite perks of the work.

Fetish Fridays
Fetish Fridays: Sploshing
Fetish Fridays: Robot Sex
Fetish Fridays: Humiliation
Fetish Fridays: Glory Holes
Fetish Fridays: Shoe Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Achoo!
Fetish Fridays: Tickle Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Doggy Boy
Fetish Fridays: Smoking Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Latex Love
Fetish Fridays: Furries
Fetish Fridays: Exhibitionism
Fetish Fridays: Chastity
Fetish Fridays: Pony Play
Fetish Fridays: Hirsutism
Fetish Fridays: Sploshing Revisited
Fetish Fridays: Interview With A Sissy
Fetish Fridays: Teabagging
Fetish Fridays: Financial Submission

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July 3rd, 2009

Fetish Fridays: Financial Submission

JT Stockroom Baby Nickel Plated Padlock

Financial slaves have a sort of mythical status. I’ve heard some of the glory stories. Guys get off sending you tons of cash. The more you humiliate them the more money they give. They love paying all your bills and you can even demand a weekly allowance.

Unfortunately the reality is not as glamorous. There’s not many who call. Maybe it’s because the good ones are already snatched up. Or it could be that there aren’t a huge number of wealthy men who are not only kinky but also have this fetish. Then again, I’ve never marketed myself as a financial mistress so maybe that’s why I haven’t talked to many.

I’ve talked to a handful of men that call themselves financial slaves. Most of them “lose” the fetish as soon as they cum. Several like to give me detailed personal information. I have to write it all down-license number, work numbers, bank account numbers, etc.-because they like me to read back the info while they masturbate. After cumming they nervously ask if I’m going to throw out the numbers. I tell them yes because I always do. With a couple I put the phone down so they can hear me ripping up the paper.

These fake financial slaves are easy enough. The key is not to get your hopes up. Part of the financial fantasy is the client likes it to sound as real as possible. I’ve been promised many things-vacations, cruises, rent free apartments, cars, clothes. I haven’t gotten them but that’s not a surprise. I don’t point out the broken promises to the clients, that would break the fantasy. Instead I play along and pretend that the gifts are still coming one day.

One client likes us to shop Victoria’s Secret online during the call. I’ll pick out a bunch of lingerie and put it in his shopping cart. He cums as I pretend to check out and have him billed. Every time he calls back he apologizes for “chickening out” and promises this time we’ll complete the transaction. We never will but I always pretend to believe him.

Money Pig was the exception. He sent me a couple money gifts. During calls he liked me to describe him as a worthless pig; he was into heavy humiliation. He wanted me to drain his bank accounts. He’d jerk off and moan while I listed off the amount of cash I’d take. “Higher, take more,” he’d say. I’d slowly raise the amount until he came.

After cumming he always promised to send me the money I had supposedly taken. He never did and would apologize on the next call. This would lead into the fantasy of me taking even more money from him as punishment and the cycle would start anew.

He’d often ask for an address so he could send a check. I’d give him one not thinking he’d actually send anything. Then one day I received an envelope from MP with a check inside. I deposited it, half expecting it to bounce but it didn’t. I went to the spa and treated myself to a facial. The second check came and I went back to the spa and got a massage. In reality his gifts were much smaller than the ones promised in Erectionland. But it was fun to pamper myself. I would have enjoyed regular free spa visits.

After MP fulfilled his fantasy the allure seemed to fade. He started complaining about his job and bills. He became frustrated by his fantasy telling me he couldn’t send me any more gifts. I tried introducing other fetishes into the conversation but he rejected them all. He only wanted the financial one.

One day MP seemed particularly upset. During his usual fantasy he confessed he was worried about being laid off. He said he was thinking about moving back in with his parents. He ended the call by telling me he’d lost his erection so it was pointless to keep talking. That was the last time I heard from him.

Fetish Fridays
Fetish Fridays: Sploshing
Fetish Fridays: Robot Sex
Fetish Fridays: Humiliation
Fetish Fridays: Glory Holes
Fetish Fridays: Shoe Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Achoo!
Fetish Fridays: Tickle Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Doggy Boy
Fetish Fridays: Smoking Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Latex Love
Fetish Fridays: Furries
Fetish Fridays: Exhibitionism
Fetish Fridays: Chastity
Fetish Fridays: Pony Play
Fetish Fridays: Hirsutism
Fetish Fridays: Sploshing Revisited
Fetish Fridays: Interview With A Sissy
Fetish Fridays: Teabagging

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April 24th, 2009

Fetish Fridays: Teabagging

Bamboo Tea Room II

From Capitol Hill Blue:
Enough of this tea bagging obscenity parading as politics!
“Leave it to Republican frat boys to want to teabag someone. These guys have never grown up: they revel in obscene frat boy double entendres thinking that the poor democrat schmuks who were never pledged to a fraternity would not know the joke.

(snip)

teabagging has multiple meanings.
1) a man that squats on top of a womens face and lowers his genitals into her mouth during sex, known as “teabagging”
2) One who slaps another person in the face with their nad sack.
I just teabagged your sister
3) someone who rubs their crouch in someone else’s face, they can have underpants on, but most of the time there are no underpants.”

Personally, I think some pervert named these protests. And all the closeted kinkster journalists were laughing it up while belittling Americans who were honestly protesting the system before Fox News co-opted the event.

I’ve done my fair share of ball slapping and ball sucking calls. Though the fantasy often fits the definition of teabagging, few of my clients use the term.

Often teabagging fantasies involve humiliation. I use my dildo to slut train their mouth and ass. Many times their ass is called a pussy. Then I “force” them to suck a real cock and real balls before offering up their ass/pussy to their new male master.

Before sucking the cock the submissives worship the balls. The most common position is the submissive on his knees while the man stands in front of them and slowly lowers the balls into his mouth. From time to time a client will use the word “teabagging” during this part of the fantasy though it’s rare.

After licking the balls for awhile the submissives sucks the cock. Sometimes the fantasy ends with him making the man cum and sucking down his cum. Other times he sucks down the cum and continues sucking the cock to get it hard again for the ass/pussy fucking.

Fetish Fridays
Fetish Fridays: Sploshing
Fetish Fridays: Robot Sex
Fetish Fridays: Humiliation
Fetish Fridays: Glory Holes
Fetish Fridays: Shoe Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Achoo!
Fetish Fridays: Tickle Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Doggy Boy
Fetish Fridays: Smoking Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Latex Love
Fetish Fridays: Furries
Fetish Fridays: Exhibitionism
Fetish Fridays: Chastity
Fetish Fridays: Pony Play
Fetish Fridays: Hirsutism
Fetish Fridays: Sploshing Revisited
Fetish Fridays: Interview With A Sissy

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September 12th, 2008

Fetish Fridays: Interview With A Sissy

Nanette's Barbie plate

I talk to a lot of sissies. Originally I planned to write about them for the Fetish Fridays series. Instead one of my blog readers Nanette, who is a sissy, agreed to an interview. She sent me the above picture which is her beloved Barbie plate where all of her sissies releases are deposited and then eaten.

How would you define a sissy? What sort of things do sissies have in common?
Sissies love to be surrounded by femininity — makeup, lipstick, perfume, panties, bras, camisoles, stockings, shoes, magazines like Marie Claire (Cosmopolitan is a bit too forward for this sissy). Nancy Drew mysteries. Hobbies like needlepoint. Dolls and dollhouses. Shopping for clothes. Sissies love feminizing their own bodies — toenail polish, shaving, bubble baths.

The poor sissified boy in the Who’s “I’m a Boy” is not a sissy, though that is one of the all-time great sissy songs.

How do sissies differ from each other?
Two of the main differences are sexual orientation and degree of sissy immersion. Some sissies are gay, some are straight, some have elements of both. Some are sissies primarily for sexual fun and lead a non-sissy life, or attempt to, when not seeking sexual satisfaction. Others would be perfectly content to be sissified 24/7 if society allowed.

Humiliation seems to be a key part of being a sissy. Yet I would define the humiliation as a “fun humiliation”. Would you agree?
Yes, I would agree. For some sissies the actual humiliation is *not* fun, but the anticipation and recollection of it is. Over time, sissies may develop a tolerance for humiliation — what was once humiliating becomes commonplace — and need to raise the degree of humiliation.

What do you consider to be the difference between a sissy and a crossdresser?
I would say that virtually all sissies are crossdressers, but not all crossdressers are sissies. Crossdressers simply feel more comfortable wearing women’s clothes. There isn’t an element of inferiority involved.

I would also say that the humiliation aspect is one thing that differentiates a sissy from a crossdresser. A crossdresser may not feel the need to be humiliated, may just feel most themselves when dressed in feminine attire, but are subservient to no one when dressed. A sissy would often feel aware of being sexually inferior –not successful as a male, but try as she might, not as feminine as a genetic woman.

When did you realize you were a sissy?
I was late to the party. I did not realize I was a sissy until reading letters to Penthouse when I was in college. A couple of the letters about forced feminization and male submission were electric — more exciting than the pictures, for that matter, more exciting than live sexual partners. One in particular I nearly memorized — “Weekend Wenches.”

How has your sissyhood changed over time?
I am more sissified more of the time than I used to be. I used to view it like an affliction that would erupt out of nowhere, need to be satisfied, and then hopefully go away. Now I am more accepting of it. I don’t think anything of coming home from work and changing into a bra or cami and panty — it’s just what I do. Likewise, when I am allowed sissy release, it used to be off with the sissy clothing as soon as possible afterwards. Now, thanks to years of training from some wonderful phone mistresses, having an orgasm doesn’t change anything about my sissiness. I am a sissy before and after.

However, I am still acutely aware that a sissy is not accepted in American society. I would not want to be “outed” at work, or among friends or family not in the scene. Some sissies are more advanced than I in that regard.

What are some myths or misconceptions about sissies that you’ve run into?
The main one would be that most sissies are gay. Those in the sex worker world know this not to be so, but few of those outside the industry know.

A complicating factor is that forced bisexual activity is a common sissy fantasy. Many would say that this just proves that sissies are gay, but that really isn’t the dynamic. I have no interest in having sex with a man, but being “forced” to have sex with a man– or even better, another sissy — under the watchful eye of a dominant female is exciting. It’s the submission to the female that makes it so.

Of course, some sissies are gay. The element of sexual inferiority would still apply, most likely, but probably involves submission to a dominant male rather than a dominant female. (I am speculating here –truly gay sissies are not my long suit.)

Is there anything in particular that you would like people to know about sissies?
Most of us are closeted. It would be great to be able to be a sissy in real life and not have to worry about the consequences, but society is not yet ready for us. We can come out in everyday life only at tremendous personal cost. Many of the battles for acceptance fought by gays in the 1960s and 1970s are still remaining to be fought by sissies braver than I. That’s too bad, because we are really quite harmless and can be a lot of fun.

Thank you for the interview Nanette!

Fetish Fridays
Fetish Fridays: Sploshing
Fetish Fridays: Robot Sex
Fetish Fridays: Humiliation
Fetish Fridays: Glory Holes
Fetish Fridays: Shoe Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Achoo!
Fetish Fridays: Tickle Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Doggy Boy
Fetish Fridays: Smoking Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Latex Love
Fetish Fridays: Furries
Fetish Fridays: Exhibitionism
Fetish Fridays: Chastity
Fetish Fridays: Pony Play
Fetish Fridays: Hirsutism
Fetish Fridays: Sploshing Revisited

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May 16th, 2008

Fetish Fridays: Sploshing Revisited

Sploshing fetish

The first entry for my Fetish Fridays series was on sploshing. In my six years working the phones I’d never done a sploshing call. Last month this changed.

The call started out typically enough. At first Splosher Guy was a crossdrosser wanting to be turned into a cocksucking slut. We went into a fantasy where he was sucking off a group of black studs. In the middle of this he said a line that took me by surprise:

“So, you wanna pie me?”

I was positive I heard him wrong and asked him to repeat himself. He asked the question again. “Pie you?” I asked back not sure where this was going.

“Yeah, pie me. Like throw a cherry pie on my crotch.”

In a flash of insight I realized I had a sploshing call. I almost squealed with delight. Sploshing seems like one of those elusive fetishes that you don’t hear much about. I wanted to share my excitement over doing a new fetish but controlled the urge. If I let on my excitement over doing something new I probably would have weirded him out.

Instead I played it cool. I described throwing the cherry pie in detail, throwing in some whipped cream for flair. And we were off. He asked for blueberry pie, then pumpkin. After awhile he switched to raw eggs. He wanted me to smash them all over his body. For the climatic finish I had one of the black studs take the whipped cream bottle and shove it up SG’s ass. He came as I described the big black cock fucking him using the white whipped cream as lube.

It was a fascinating call. I felt like I learned so much from talking to SG. Sploshing isn’t my kink and I don’t fully understand it. It seems like a fun fetish but it seems so wasteful. There’s never any reference to even composting the leftovers. (that’s my granola munching Birkenstock wearing hippie side talking)

But maybe the wastefulness is part of the appeal? The sploshers are so abundant that they can “waste” food this way? I think that’s the appeal of financial domination. Or maybe it’s more childlike? The sploshers never got to play with their food as children so now as adults they want to?

What fascinates me most about sploshing is what makes food sexy. Pies are sexy but steaks are not. Raw eggs are sexy but hot dogs are not. Mind you I’ve only talked to one splosher. Maybe there’s some out there that only like hot dogs. But certain foods seem more splosher sexy-pies, cupcakes, pork and beans, mashed potatoes. Foods that are soft seem appropriate, as do foods that are liquidy.

SG liked our call and has called back several times. He’s an interesting client because he combines sploshing and domination. When researching this kink for my original Fetish Friday post all the sploshing pictures I found had an air of fun about them. The models were smiling most of the time and there seemed to be an air of lightheartedness in the play. With SG the sploshing is more about humiliation. During a call I sometimes grab his hair and rub his face in a plate of mashed potatoes. Or I tie him up, force his mouth open and pour olive oil down his throat.

No matter how many other foods we bring into the fantasy SG consistently goes back to the pies. After awhile my mind was going blank-I could only think of so many kinds of pies. To keep the call flowing I looked up pie recipes online. Suddenly I had a ton of desserts to throw onto his pussy-key lime, banana cream and pecan pie. He especially like the pecan pie because it’s a sticky one.

His favorite pie of late is one I came across by accident. Mr. Radical and I were out dining with friends recently. Looking over the restaurant’s desert menu I noticed a triple berry pie-blueberry, raspberry and boysenberries. I saved this one until the very end of a recent call. I described the berries in detail as I smashed it into his eager pussy. SG moaned and came.

Fetish Fridays
Fetish Fridays: Sploshing
Fetish Fridays: Robot Sex
Fetish Fridays: Humiliation
Fetish Fridays: Glory Holes
Fetish Fridays: Shoe Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Achoo!
Fetish Fridays: Tickle Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Doggy Boy
Fetish Fridays: Smoking Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Latex Love
Fetish Fridays: Furries
Fetish Fridays: Exhibitionism
Fetish Fridays: Chastity
Fetish Fridays: Pony Play
Fetish Fridays: Hirsutism

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February 29th, 2008

Fetish Fridays: Hirsutism

Hairy Woman

From Wikipedia:
“Hirsutism (from Latin hirsutus = shaggy, hairy) is defined as excessive and increased hair growth in women in locations where the occurrence of terminal hair normally is minimal or absent. It refers to a male pattern of body hair (androgenic hair) and it is therefore primarily of cosmetic and psychological concern.”

While I don’t advertise myself as a hirsute I have done my share of hirsute fetish calls. This is for two reasons-I don’t shave my pussy and I’m a hippy.

Many men bemoan the current state of pornography. They hate the dyed hair, the plastic tits and the perfectly shaved pussies. I agree. It’s the reason I like retro porn like Retro Raunch or alt porn like Hippie Goddess. The women are natural looking. I prefer a hairy pussy-it’s prettier and feels sexy. Once in college I shaved off all my pussy hair and hated it. I’ve never shaven it again.

Clients that love hairy pussy do calls centering around oral worship. I go into great detail about my pussy hair-it’s length, color, texture. I describe how the hair curls around my panties because there is so much. In the fantasy the guy runs his tongue over and over my pussy hair, worshipping the hair for longer than he licks my pussy lips.

Some clients want a hairier woman. As a hippie chick I fit the bill. I talk about my hairy armpits and legs. These calls center around oral worship but it’s an overall body worship. Fantasies revolve around the client giving me a tongue bath and feeling my body hair brush against his cheeks, lips and tongue.

How hairy am I in reality? I tend to shave once a month, maybe twice. Normally I have hair but it’s more fuzzy than “gorilla girl” length. Though I never shave my pussy I do give it a trim with scissors every few months. One client with a hisuite fetish thinks he’s the luckiest hair slut in the world. Why? Because after I’ve trimmed up my pussy hair I give the clippings to him. He tells me he pours them on his face, cups them in his hands and licks them and sprinkles them over his cock while he masturbates.

Now, how’s that for reclaim, reuse, recycle?

Fetish Fridays
Fetish Fridays: Sploshing
Fetish Fridays: Robot Sex
Fetish Fridays: Humiliation
Fetish Fridays: Glory Holes
Fetish Fridays: Shoe Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Achoo!
Fetish Fridays: Tickle Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Doggy Boy
Fetish Fridays: Smoking Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Latex Love
Fetish Fridays: Furries
Fetish Fridays: Exhibitionism
Fetish Fridays: Chastity
Fetish Fridays: Pony Play

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September 28th, 2007

Fetish Fridays: Pony Play

JT Stockroom's pony play mask

From Deviant Desires:
(note: when you click on the Deviant Desires link it takes you to their site map, click on “Pony Play”)
“Ponygirls and ponyboys may act as show ponies, cart ponies or riding ponies. Show ponies receive gait training, where they attempt to imitate the canter, trot or run of a “real” show horse.”

(snip)

“Although some human ponies enjoy being whipped and beaten, most prefer a more loving, affectionate relationship. As one ponygirl puts it, “I wouldn’t beat my own horses, so why should I be beaten? I am a proud and beautiful animal!” Some ponyboys and girls thrill to positive reinforcement and firm leadership rather than punishment, and may select favorite treats such as sugar cubes and carrot sticks.”

Through the years I’ve gotten a handful of pony play calls. I know a bit about the BDSM world of pony play. The calls I get about ponies don’t really resemble it. I get the sissy ponies. My readers that were children of the ’80s probably remember My Little Pony. (I had a lot of those ponies and loved them.) Playing with sissy ponies is very similar to how I played with My Little Ponies as a girl.

I do up their hair with ribbons and bows. Sometimes we dye the hair to look more feminine. We go to the pony salon (See, Erectionland accommodates everyone!) to get his hooves painted, usually with glitter nail polish. We redesign the stable in soft pastel colors to make it tailored for a girly horse.

We have special pony tea parties where other Mistresses join us with their sissy ponies. Inevitably we mistresses decide that the sissy ponies need to put on a little show for us. We get a male slave to join us. He’s dressed up as a male horse stud and fucks all the sissy ponies for our pleasure. The mistresses get so turned on that we grab the pony harnesses to force the sissy ponies to worship our pussies after the pony orgy. Sissies and pony sissies tend to be enjoyable calls because the clients treat it as “fun time”.

The mass orgy of course never happened when I played with My Little Ponies. My Barbie’s though got pretty kinky as I wrote about in this post.

Fetish Fridays
Fetish Fridays: Sploshing
Fetish Fridays: Robot Sex
Fetish Fridays: Humiliation
Fetish Fridays: Glory Holes
Fetish Fridays: Shoe Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Achoo!
Fetish Fridays: Tickle Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Doggy Boy
Fetish Fridays: Smoking Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Latex Love
Fetish Fridays: Furries
Fetish Fridays: Exhibitionism
Fetish Fridays: Chastity

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June 15th, 2007

Fetish Fridays: Chastity

Male chastity device

When I first got into the kink world chastity wasn’t considered a fetish. Even when I became a pso it was a rare topic. Early on I had a few callers that were into chastity and orgasm control but generally not many clients were interested. In the last couple of years chastity has become more popular and consequentially I have more callers who consider it a fetish.

Chastity calls naturally pair up with orgasm control. Clients go into detail why they feel they deserve this treatment. The reasons are varied. Some that I hear frequently are they masturbate too much, they are sissies that need it as part of their feminization routine, they feel it will make them more attentive slaves. Typically chastity is used on and off during a slave’s training the theory being that control his orgasm will make him become a better behaved slave.

Sometimes the chastity is solely the focus of the call. Lots of time is spent on describing how different chastity devices will fit on the cock and balls. If asked my favorite I tend to pick the cb2000. I’ve heard good reviews about it and most callers have heard of it before.

The chastity tends to become a ritual like event. In the fantasies I shave the guy to emphasize his entrapment. Often my many mistress friends will be in attendance to watch me put the device on. Naturally, they are all dressed in sexy corsets, short skirts, stockings and heels. After I review the numerous reasons the slave must be put into chastity I lock him up. Depending on the client I keep the key or destroy the key in front of him while he moans and cries.

To further rub in the point I make the slave worship all of the mistresses pussies, mine included. Again, depending on the clients’ interests he’s made to also lick everyone’s ass and sometimes takes golden and/or brown showers. Then more worthier male slaves enter the scene for the mistresses and I to fuck in front of the chastised slave. Some clients like it when the male slaves fuck them as well.

The chastity fetish calls wrap up with me describing how he’ll never be released from chastity. While I detail how he’ll live the rest of his life never having another orgasm he cums. I find the irony entertaining.

For an interesting article on chastity in general Wikipedia has an entry here.

Fetish Fridays
Fetish Fridays: Sploshing
Fetish Fridays: Robot Sex
Fetish Fridays: Humiliation
Fetish Fridays: Glory Holes
Fetish Fridays: Shoe Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Achoo!
Fetish Fridays: Tickle Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Doggy Boy
Fetish Fridays: Smoking Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Latex Love
Fetish Fridays: Furries
Fetish Fridays: Exhibitionism

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March 30th, 2007

Fetish Fridays: Exhibitionism

Hot Latex Dress

From Wikipedia:
“Exhibitionism (also known as Lady Godiva syndrome and Apodysophilia) is the psychological need and pattern of behavior to exhibit naked parts of the body to other people. In exhibitionism the individual shows a tendency to an extravagant, usually at least partially sexually inspired behavior to captivate the attention of others in a display of a body part, or parts, that would otherwise be left covered under clothing in nearly all other cultural circumstances.

(snip)

Exhibitionists who view exhibitionism as a lifestyle as opposed to a rare thrill carefully select their target audience and make the exposure brief, inconspicuous and apparently unintentional. It is a fetish, and many such practitioners see it as an art form.”

For a related item see Violet Blue’s excellent article Public Sex.

While researching this Fetish Friday I found Dick Flash, a forum for exhibitionists. From the information section:
“What’s the purpose of this site?

I set it up because I am a practising (practice makes perfect!) exhibitionist who is interested in learning more about the “condition” from a medical point of view as well as having meaningful discussions and sharing experiences. I found precious few (i.e. none) sites on the Net that cater for my exact requirements. Mostly “exhibitionist sites” are packed full of photos of naked women in public (or more commonly not-so-public) areas. While such sites would satisfy the normal hormone enraged teenager, exhibitionists themselves find it does not suit their particular desires.”

Mr. Radical and I once ran into some exhibitionists mid performance. We were with a group of people having dinner on the beach. Tired of the conversation and crowd we went for a quiet stroll. We walked for a ways down the beach and saw a man and woman in the water. At first I didn’t realize they were fucking, but as we continued down the beach it became obvious that the woman was strattling the guy. I can be quite naïve at times. I commented “Wait I think they’re…” to which my husband answered yes while laughing at me. We turned around to go back to our group.

Walking back the way we came we noticed a car parked near the water. There was a man sitting in the driver’s seat and the window was rolled down. He was masturbating while staring at the couple fucking. Were they aware of him? Did they know each other? Were they doing a show for him? There was a vibe in the air that indicated the couple and man were connected. It just felt like the event was planned that way.

Fetish Fridays
Fetish Fridays: Sploshing
Fetish Fridays: Robot Sex
Fetish Fridays: Humiliation
Fetish Fridays: Glory Holes
Fetish Fridays: Shoe Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Achoo!
Fetish Fridays: Tickle Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Doggy Boy
Fetish Fridays: Smoking Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Latex Love
Fetish Fridays: Furries

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December 29th, 2006

Fetish Fridays: Furries

Furries

Furries is an interesting fetish because it is so unique. It is one of the fetishes I have never talked about on a call.

From Wikipedia’s entry on Transformation
“Furries

Furries, also known as anthros (short for anthropomorphic animals), are usually depicted as half-human, half-animal hybrids, with the appealing characteristics of both highlighted. Furries are usually bipedal and have the ability to walk, talk, think, and essentially do anything like a human. Many in the TF community, even those with an interest in TFs other than animal, adopt a made-up identity as a furry, known as a fursona. Like the TF community, not all Furries are involved with the fetish aspects of anthropomorphic media. There are some large differences between the communities, and a great number of furries do not consider themselves part of the TF community. However, the overlap is broad enough to warrant mention on this page. For more on this distinction, see Yiff: Debates and Sex and furry fandom.”

The LA Alternative Press has an older article about Furries that I think is worth a read:
My Life As a Furry

Fetish Fridays
Fetish Fridays: Sploshing
Fetish Fridays: Robot Sex
Fetish Fridays: Humiliation
Fetish Fridays: Glory Holes
Fetish Fridays: Shoe Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Achoo!
Fetish Fridays: Tickle Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Doggy Boy
Fetish Fridays: Smoking Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Latex Love

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September 29th, 2006

Fetish Fridays: Latex Love

Sexy latex gloves on sexy ladies.

From Wikipedia:
Latex and PVC fetishism

“Latex fetishism is the fetishistic attraction to people wearing latex clothing, or in certain cases, to the garments themselves. Sometimes this is called rubber fetishism also, as latex is closely-related to rubber (the latter usually being thicker and less shiny, more matte). Latex or rubber fetishists sometimes refer to themselves as “Rubberists”.

(snip)
One reason why latex, and other tight shiny fabrics may be fetishised is perhaps that the garment forms a “second skin” that acts as a fetishistic surrogate for the wearer’s own skin. Thus, wearers of skin-tight latex or PVC garments may be perceived by the viewer as being naked, or simply coated in a shiny substance like paint. Latex and PVC can also be polished to be shiny and can also be produced in bright colours, adding further visual stimulus to add to the physical sensations produced by the material. The tightness of the garments may also be viewed as a kind of sexual bondage. The smell of latex rubber is also a turn-on for some rubber fetishists, and such garments are usually impregnated with chemicals to enhance the odour. Rubberists also enjoy the idea of exhibitionism and some fantasise about going out in public wearing fetish attire. Some do this, especially in the more liberal areas (Berlin, New York etc).”

The above article mentioned The International Association of Rubberists. If you would like to find people who share your interest in latex and rubber I suggest going there. Also, 3XL: Lust, Love and Latex is a fetishist blog that has been around since 2002. If you love latex definitely check out the site.

I don’t have a latex fetish myself but I can appreciate how the material makes a body sexy. I never owned a piece of latex clothing until I had worked the phones for a few years. Many of my callers have a latex fetish so I decided to buy a latex dress for a photo shoot.

Mr. Radical and I went to a latex store while on a road trip down the west coast. There were racks of latex and rubber outfits to choose from. The clothes seemed so unappealing at first glance because they hung limp on the rack. Once I tried on a few outfits my perception completely changed.

The cute saleslady had to help me into the latex gear because I had never done it. Stories of her coming into the dressing room to pull down the tight dress played heavily into future calls. I bought a dress that molded to my body. The way it emphasized my breasts, hips and ass was pretty impressive.

Latex clothing is not simple to get on. To put on my latex dress I have to have an assistant. My hubby lubes up my body and gently but firmly pulls the dress into the right spots on my body. When I’m wearing it my mobility is restricted and I immediately start sweating.

That being said I love this dress. I looked really sexy in the photos. I don’t have a latex fetish because I didn’t get turned on wearing the dress. But I can understand how it excites people. It always looks sexy and shows off curves beautifully.

Fetish Fridays
Fetish Fridays: Sploshing
Fetish Fridays: Robot Sex
Fetish Fridays: Humiliation
Fetish Fridays: Glory Holes
Fetish Fridays: Shoe Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Achoo!
Fetish Fridays: Tickle Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Doggy Boy
Fetish Fridays: Smoking Fetish

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