You Can’t Make This Shit Up…

I had a phone sex caller the other day, that said he had had a phone Mistress that told him, “All submissive callers want to do is to be made to suck cock and take it up the ass.”
I am not going to post anything derogatory about another Mistress, whether she does phone or real-life domination, but I beg to differ. And I have a feeling that her phone business will suffer, with that attitude.
I see a much wider latitude in fetishes from phone callers than I do in real life.
And this makes sense. We can talk about anything the caller would like, as far as I am concerned.
And naturally, the phone caller is only limited by his imagination. Yes, a lot of them do request to be forced to take it up the ass or suck cock, but there are so many more entertaining ones…
The great thing about doing phonesex, of course, is that both of us can let our imaginations go wherever we like. And at the end of the day, no harm, no foul. Kind of like going to see a horror or adventure/action movie, and then you walk out laughing, glad to be alive, and none the worse for wear.
Here are some types of callers that I’ve had:

The Power Pussy Caller: This has got to be one of my favorite callers ever. I am the Evil Seductress, that traps this man by my wanton good looks. On our honeymoon/first sexual encounter, I pull aside my spandex panties (and they are always shiny spandex) and my pussy lips actually start undulating… emitting a noxious green cloud of gases that knock my husband out. Or sometimes, I inject him with a poison that immobilizes him, and causes him great pain.
I sit idly by, filing my nails, putting on make-up, while my newlywed husband begs and pleads for his life. Or I tell him that IF he cums, it will cause his death, now the the poison is in his system. Then I offhandedly give him a hand job, or squat down on him and make him cum with my powerful pussy muscles, while flipping through the TV channels, usually to see if Oprah or Maury is on. Eventually he does die, but only after he signs his vast fortune over to me.

The Cashmere sock guy: This caller is not only into foot fetish, but into sock fetish as well. I have a drawer full of expensive cashmere socks from him that he has sent to me from my Amazon wishlist. He likes me to make him grovel at my feet while I rub my sock’d foot all over his face and body, and stuff my toes into his mouth. Once I made the mistake of taking my sock off, and he told me after he came, that everything else could come off, but NEVER the socks. I have also sent him pictures of myself in his socks, for his “viewing pleasure.”

The Teeny Tiny Purse Guy: This guy is really into the Giantess fetish and gets around… I’ve seen him talked about on more than one PSO forum, by several different ops. He likes to be shrunk down to about 6” and put in my purse. Not only that, I have to describe the purse itself, including the name brand, color, fabric, and what it has in it. He likes a lot of things in there, such as makeup, keys, and tissues. I always find him in a big department store, and take him captive against his will. Sometimes we walk around the mall, and I feed him popcorn and cookie bits from the food court. Sometimes I take him home and put him in a Barbie Dream house, and the cat plays with him.

So here is just a small sample of some of the callers I get on a daily basis. If you like to read about these, please let me know. As the saying goes, there’s plenty more where that came from…
Perhaps next time I will discuss my theories about how some men form fetishes…
An aside: I hope it is clear from my blog posts that I find submissive men – both phone and in real life – and all their little quirks, fascinating. I hope you find it entertaining as well.
And if you are one of those submissive men – well, you are always welcome to call…

Lady Sascha Would be Considered Obscene in Some States…

Lady Sascha would be obscene in Texas

Today Lady Sascha was appalled to read an article about the attempt to reinstate the ban on the sale of sex toys in Texas. It seems that Texas Attorney General Greg Abbott feels they are “obscene”.

AUSTIN, TX — Texas Attorney General Greg Abbott has some serious problems with human orgasm – or such appears to be the case given his relentless campaign to reinstate a ban on the sale or marketing of sex toys. Fortunately for the sexually healthy citizens of his state, the 5th U.S. Circuit Court of Appeals has told him “no.”

Abbott had appealed to the very court that had struck down the Texas law in February, stating that denying citizens the right to purchase or sell sexual devices was a violation of their right to privacy. Today’s ruling uphold the February decision and denied Abbott a hearing by the full panel of judges, as he had requested. Instead, the court suggested that any further appeal should be directed toward the U.S. Supreme Court.

Tom Kelley, a representative for Abbott, told the press that he was uncertain as to whether there would be a further appeal.

During 2004, the owners of Dreamer’s, Le Rouge Boutique, and Adam & Eve had sued in federal court to overturn the previous law, which made it illegal to sell or “promote obscene devices.” Although their case was initially dismissed by a federal judge who claimed the right to publicly advertise such items was not guaranteed by the Constitution, the companies successfully appealed the ban in February, when it was decided that the law violated 14th Amendment guarantees.

I think we are not seeing the forest here, people.
I tell you what I think is obscene. I think the fact that our civilization sees nothing wrong with filling our eyes and ears at every chance with violence, yet sex, a natural, healthy function of natural, healthy people is considered obscene.
Both real guns and toy guns are sold at Walmart, and dildoes are not. Movies where people kill each other are open to all but the youngest child, and movies where people have sex are strictly regulated.
In fact, sex is considered “obscene” by so many parents, that they neglect to teach their children about it, but it’s ok for Johnny to be playing “Grand Theft Auto” or “Angel Three” in his room all night. As a parent, I’d personally be much more worried about that, than Johnny looking at porn and rubbing one out.
I could belabor the point with the fact that, due to parents being afraid to talk to their children about such an “obscene” topic, 1 pregnancy in 10 is to a teenager, or that one child in four in the United States (supposedly the greatest country in the world, or at least that’s what they told me, growing up) lives below the poverty line, yet we have enough money to go blow up other people’s children half-way across the world. But I won’t…
This is not a rant for gun control, by the way. I grew up with guns, am an excellent marksman, and I don’t think guns should be outlawed.
Rather it is a diatribe against our values, and our judgments as a nation, on what we consider to be ok for human consumption, and what is not.
I do not feel that I was very eloquent in my post today. There is so much emotion in me concerning this dilemma, this paradox, even, that I find it hard to express everything I feel.
But I do hope that I gave someone food for thought over our views of violence versus sex.
Sascha