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Giantess Phone Sex Fantasy

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You have a macrophelia fetish, and you’ve answered my ad for a giantess phone sex fantasy. I have said that I can really shrink you to a tiny tiny man, but I will restore you to your normal size at the end of the session and there are no lasting effects. I tell you to come over.

I live in a little house made from orchard stone and covered with ivy. A witch’s house. In front of the little medieval style door hangs a bare bulb, shorting on and off. You knock on the door with the gargoyle knocker.

When I answer the door, you are surprised at how small I really am. Even with my 4″ heeled knee high boots, I’m only 5’7″, a good 9″ shorter than your 6’4″.

“You’re the giantess?” you say, in a shocked voice.

I look at you and smile sweetly. “Yes, little man, come in and I’ll show you how I can make you tiny, just by my mind.”

You follow me down a long stone hallway and then down some dark, damp stone steps. The lights at floor level cast shadows of me on  the wall, making me look 10 feet tall.

Down in my dungeon, I order you to strip completely, and then I bind your wrists behind you and put a leather noose around your neck. The noose and the leather cuffs are connected by a wide leather strip going down your back.

“Why are you doing this?” you ask nervously.

“I have you undress because your clothes don’t shrink, of course. And I would lose you. The shackles are to keep you perfectly still while I am taking you under my spell, and the leash magically tightens around your throat as you shrink. This again is so I won’t lose you.”

So after I have shackled you, you kneel at my feet, wondering in you have done the right thing. In the background you keep hearing chittering and little rustles and squeals…

I bend over you almost idly stroking up and down your body with my fingertips, stroking your cock, getting it hard.

I put my face in front of you, so that it blocks out the rest of your vision. You find yourself falling into my eyes, and then getting smaller and smaller. I become more and more gigantic and you become tiny. The bonds around your wrists and the noose around your neck tightens. This makes it hard for you to scream, even though you want to. And when you do, it comes out as a tiny little squeak.

In a panic you try to scramble away from me, and my seemingly ever-growing body. It’s then you realize the chittering and squealing are those of other tiny men, hiding in the shadows. You lunge for them but find yourself pulled up by your leash tightening around your neck.

Giantess Fantasy

I hold you up in front of my massive face, while you turn purple, hanging by the noose. When I speak, it’s as if my voice is coming out as rolling thunder.

“So, little man,” I say. “Believe me now?”

I start to lick you up and down with my gigantic tongue. You realize that you are are only a few inches tall at this point…

Want to hear more of this giantess fantasy? Or perhaps another one?

Then you should give me a call.

Bondage and Discipline Pictures for Sale

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I had a great real-time Bondage and Discipline session with a female pet of mine last week. (For those of you who do not know, I am not only a phone sex Cock Tease Mistress, but also a lifestyle Dominatrix with my very own submissives I like to tie up and spank, as well as tease and deny).

So I decided to take the best ones of that set, as well as some I took with a former male pet of mine, and sell them on here.

I made 2 sets of a session with my female pet. In these I have her tied to a chair and to a bed.

Each set has three pictures, 800 px wide. Please note these are of “snapshot” quality, as we did not have lights set up, etc. These were taken during a real-life BDSM session. Both sets are $15 for each set of 3 pictures.

Female Pet, Bondage and Discipline

Female Pet, Bondage and Discipline

Set 1 of my female pet

Set 2 of my female pet

I also have some pictures of my male pet, where I have him bound to a chair, and in the bathtub.

I am selling one set of 3 pictures from his bondage and discipline session. Like the female pet above, the pics are 800 px wide, $15 for the set of 3, and “snapshot quality” as these were also taken during a real-time BDSM session.

Bondage and Discipline, Male Pet

Bondage and Discipline, Male Pet

Set of my male pet

Both pets are marked from whippings and being bound also.

If you buy them and like them, let me know, and I’ll give you a free minute to talk to me on Niteflirt.

Cock and Ball Torture, Castration, and All That Jazz..

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It’s really cool how I’ve been getting so many new callers that want me to either instruct them on CBT or tie them up and torture them, and sometimes even tell them a castration fantasy.

While I will watch you perform cock and ball torture on yourself, I wouldn’t watch you castrate yourself on cam. But I’d be happy to fantasize about it with you..

There are several things that I think contribute to this influx of callers that like me to torture them:

  • I watch a lot of horror movies, including the gruesome type like the “Saw” series and “Hostel”. Also pretty bloody ones like “American Psycho” and “Body Double” (one of my favorite Scorcese films).
  • I have a background in medical research. Nothing will prepare you for gruesomeness (as well as sterile technique) if that won’t.
  • I was taught cock and ball torture by a professional Dominatrix. Since then I’ve had 3 long-term pets that are true pain sluts.
Nurse Sascha is Ready to Torture You..

Nurse Sascha is Ready to Torture You..

And so I immerse myself in the world of bondage, torture, and other perverse acts both in my real life and in fantasy. Even so, I am very careful to be responsible and to make sure that my pets, both in real life and on the phone, have a safe and sane experience. I think that my callers pick up my concern for their safety as well as my enthusiasm and glee when it comes to their pain..

Are you a pain slut? Like the thought of cock and ball torture? For my next post, I will publish a list of household items that you can assemble if you do want to perform CBT on yourself.

Of course if you want to call before then, you are welcome to email me at ladysascha@gmail.com and ask me for suggestions.

Until then, remember – it’s all about being safe and sane, and still having a bit of gruesome fun we both can get off on..

What Domination Means to the Cock Tease Mistress..

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NB: This is a response to dancing pet’s post about my abilities as a Dominatrix.

This blog post, like every other post on Cocktease Mistress, are my opinions only, and based on my experiences from real life BDSM and from phone domination. I do not profess myself to be an expert in BDSM or D/s. In other words, your mileage may vary =)

I look at a lot of other phone dommes’ sites and ads. Some of those sites that  profess to be Domination-based really kind of amaze me.

These are the women who are all about flouncing around, shrieking at subs, stomping their feet, and braying “It’s all about ME!!!” In other words, 19-going-on-5 years of age with a bad case of spoilt brat. In fact a lot of these ladies even call themselves “brats”.

That’s all well and good, and if that is what you as a phone sex caller get into, go for it. It’s all about amusement value as far as phone sex goes, right? And whatever gets you off.

But it’s not Domination, at least not in my opinion.

Domination is about control. These “brats” can’t even control themselves, much less anyone else.

Domination is about getting into a submissive’s head, inside his or her brain. It’s about gaining their trust, even when they don’t normally trust people. It’s about understanding what makes them tick and using that to push their limits. It’s about allowing a submissive to worship me to the point he’ll do whatever I like.

It’s about making something that is actually pretty hard look almost effortless =)

Domination and submission compose a symbiotic relationship. It’s not about one or the other, but about both. It can be a relationship formed of respect and mutual trust, and one that caters to both the Dominant’s and the submissive’s needs.

I do not raise my voice or lose my temper. I don’t have to. I rarely even have to order a submissive to do something – unless his head is in the place he needs that.. And if I do it, is in a tone that commands respects and harbors no backtalk.

As in just. do. it. now.

Even when I have a submissive in bondage – his hard balls in my hands – even when I have been torturing and edging him for hours, and he looks into my eyes and sees that cold fire inside my head – even when he sees no sympathy for his pain or frustration – even then, I am giving him what he needs.. and in the end, we both know on the other side of that pain, that frustration, is a euphoria that someone who is not into BDSM just doesn’t get.

To me that is what Domination is about… seeing what a submissive needs, and giving it to him. Helping him to that other side of the pain, the frustration, helping him to achieve that euphoric reward.

Just like dancing pet, who at my bidding, sent me a nice little money shot:

Dancing Pet Sends Me a Money Shot

Dancing Pet Sends Me a Money Shot

BTW, thank you for that very sweet and heart-felt post you wrote, dancing pet, I do appreciate it :D

And so to my readers, and possible long-distance subs:

If you like, you can call me and see if I am the right Dominatrix for you. If not, that is fine.

Or you may prefer a stomping screaming spoilt brat who never quite made it past the terrible two’s.

And that is fine too =)

A question i find i am asking myself is what faculties would i look for in a Domme?

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As a male sub, what would be the characteristics of an ideal female Domme? Would it be one that trusses me up and pegs me before i’ve had chance to remember Her name or a Domme that encourages me to submit to Her by encouragement; letting me stretch my boundaries at my own pace?

The relationship a sub has with a Domme needs to be one of shared trust, as a newcomer to the scene i was fortunate to find an exceptional Domme to lead me by the hand, everything i had seen up until meeting Lady Sascha indicated a bias towards either financial domination or pegging and pain being inflicted on the sub in what seems tantamount to misandrogeny which was rather off putting and the stuff of nightmares for a novice like me. Knowing that being submissive was a concept i was comfortable with but not the kind of domination i had seen on offer, i thought i was likely to only find my D/s experience in erotic fiction.
That was until i found Lady Sascha and not in the way you’d expect, initially it was with my wide eyed innocence, that i found Her and learned that whilst offering the physical side Lady Sascha was someone who also with words rather than physical action possesses a remarkable ability to get a sub to stretch their own boundaries. Due to physical locations long distance domination by Lady Sascha is my only real option, and also allows me to avoid the rather more painful side of the scene that a real life encounter could result in. All the experiences i’ve enjoyed with Lady Sascha have been amazing.
With a subtle suggestion Lady Sascha can plant the seeds of action in a sub’s brain and get them to perform for Her as if it’s their own idea. Lady Sascha truly is a sensual Domme, her voice once heard will exist in your brain even if some of the time you only see Her words written down. Lady Sascha has even entered my dream state now. After a session that ended with a little self spanking i ended up enjoying a dream about Lady Sascha being my secretary and tying me to a chair before spanking me…

The dream

 

Spanked by Lady Sascha in My Dream

Spanked by Lady Sascha in My Dream

 

Lady Sascha is truly the Cocktease Extraordinaire, after a recent late night (for me) session with Lady Sascha which involved a little self spanking i dreamt of Her. In my dream Lady Sascha played my secretary dressed in the archetypal grey pencil skirt and cream blouse, Her hair tied up in a bun. As She took a little dictation in my office what i thought were discreet glances at her stocking clad legs were noticed. Without a trace of emotion in Her voice She stood up to walk around to my side of the desk telling me that i would be reported for sexual harrassment if i had a hard on and if i didn’t already i’d better have one before She left the room. Noticing my tented trousers a smile of satisfaction crossed Her face, and i knew my job was in jeopardy. “Is there anything i can do to stop You filing a complaint?”
“I suppose I could punish you Myself. Naughty boys get punished, and you are a naughty boy aren’t you?”
“Yes, Sascha, i’m a naughty boy.” i replied
“That’s LADY Sascha to you from now on, get it?”
“Yes Sas.. Lady Sascha.”
“Good, now strip!”
“Sorry?”
“If you don’t strip you will be. Now strip!”
That was a voice to be obeyed and i began to discard my clothes, my secret was about to revealed to Her, as my trousers came down Sascha barely suppressed a giggle.
“Leave those on my little panty boy and hand me your belt.”
I removed the belt from my trousers and handed it to Her, “See that chair over there go and get over it on your hands and knees.” As ordered i made my way over to the reception chair, and got down on my hands and knees with my front laid across the seat. There was the unmistakeable sound of tape being drawn off the roll. Sascha taped my arms and legs to the chair legs, telling me to open wide my leather belt was placed in my mouth the reason soon became clear, Lady Sascha pulled my panties down to expose my bottom and i heard a swish then a smack and i bit into the belt in pain. Looking back over my shoulder i saw that She was holding a wooden ruler that was swinging back towards me once more landing on my other bottom cheek. Alternating Sascha applied 6 strokes to each cheek, my bottom felt like it was on fire. Sascha reached round and grabbed my erection, “Seems panty boy enjoyed that. Do you want some more?” Shaking my head “No”
Unfortunately that is where i woke from my dream, the actual pain in my recently spanked bottom when i rolled over in my sleep had awoken me – i hope to revisit this dream very soon.

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Intimacy and BDSM

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The first time my little pet told me he loved me was not during a romantic candlelit dinner.

It was not in front of the fire, drinking champagne, or even during a lovemaking session.
The first time my pet told me he loved me, I had been alternately teasing and torturing him for a couple of hours.

 

I had his cock and balls hard as a rock, and tied tightly so that they were purplish blue.

I would put rubber bands under the head of his cock, and snap them for a while, then take them off, and then lick and suck on his balls, inserting a finger up his as I did so…. Then spanking his balls with a flyswatter. And then licking and kissing all over him and putting his cock up inside me while I masturbated, and then sucked the pussy juice off. Then ice on the balls. And so on.

At the point he told me he loved me, I was just about to drip hot wax all over his cock and balls, cool it to hardness with ice, and then flog it off.

At the moment  he said it, I was surprised. Then I realized that he and I had been more intimate with each other this afternoon than we had ever been before. Something in our minds had clicked and melded together.

I am by no means an expert on D&s. I just do it for fun, and on the phone for profit :P . But the most intimate relationships that I have had have been D&s ones.

There is something about getting inside another person’s head, and finding out what makes him tick, and then taking those fetishes and limits and transforming them and pushing them, so that he finds out new things about what he likes and what gets him going.

And he has to put his complete trust in me as well. Not an easy thing for a trial lawyer who is a barracuda in the courtroom.

And usually I find out new things about myself at the same time, like my capacity for love, and for  nurturing that trust.

By the way, when he told me he loved me, I said “I know” with a smile. And I did.

Vignette of a Real Life Session

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My little subbie….
Oh so much fun in real life…
I have him hung from the I-beam of my playroom by his bound hands.
Naked, shivering, afraid, yet excited, his legs spread apart by a bar.
I stand in front of him in my thigh high boots and latex skirt and bodice, a crop in my hand.
And I gently, almost lovingly, stroke up and down the front of his naked body with said crop, watching the magic of his burgeoning erection, that has yet to amaze me, how men can do that, in spite of themselves…. in spite of their fear and their reticence.
I lean close, so close he can not only smell my perfume, but also my excitement, and whisper to him that he is mine, no matter what he protests. I can do with him whatever I want, and he knows that for a fact…
I start to lick and then nibble on him, a tiny vampirish bite at a time…. first his ear and then down his neck to his shoulder, and then to his nipple, now greedily sucking, now biting and pulling… my gloved hand lightly stroking his cock, just with my finger and thumb. Then one finger trailing from his hard balls, up his now-fully-erect cock, and lightly tracing around the head, much as I would around the rim of a wine absent-mindedly while conversing with a friend in front of the fire.
I straighten up, and make him watch as I slowly unzip my bodice, revealing small but perfectly shaped breasts, my nipples hard with excitement… I play with them for a moment, teasing both him and me. Then I slowly remove my skirt, wriggling out of it as I pull it down over my full round ass.
He watches, all eyes, while I stand in front of him, so close as to feel his fevered panting, and slowly put my hand down inside my black silk panties. He watches the outline of my fingers as I use them to tease my clit and pussy.
My other hand is still lightly tracing up and down his cock, over his balls, up and down his belly and between his thighs, teasing, always teasing. I know him well enough to gauge how close to push him to the edge, but even so, he is now shaking, wanting so badly to thrust at my hand with his leaking member, yet knowing that is not allowed.
I pull my dripping fingers out of my panties, and rub them under his nose, then pop them into his mouth for him to suck greedily. He moans, and then begs me to put him out of his misery.
Not quite yet, my little poppet. Not for a long while yet. I have a lot more teasing and denial in store for you.
I then pull off my wet panties and wrap them around his cock, squeezing the damp silk around the shaft as I slowly stroke him up and down.
I put said silk-wrapped cock between my legs, right up against my full engorged pussy lips, as I rub my hardened nipples against his chest, and grind myself into him.
And then the real fun begins….