Here at LDW caller confidentiality is a top priority.  But there are those callers who want to be known. Either for their prowess, never before seen kinks or their sparkling personalities.  They even ask to be blogged about or . . . → Read More: Legends of the Call]]>

In one week I had calls with 3 LDW legends, how does a girl get so lucky.

Here at LDW caller confidentiality is a top priority.  But there are those callers who want to be known. Either for their prowess, never before seen kinks or their sparkling personalities.  They even ask to be blogged about or maintain blogs of their own.    And as you know, I aim to please.  So introducing to some and merely presenting to others….

JOHN MELONCOCK

Now I had heard of the blog entries about the guy who…ahem…loves fruit, but I didn’t know his name. When I received a call from a gentlemen calling himself Meloncock, I assumed it referred to his endowment. When he asked me to google him and several Mistressess blogs popped up including Empress Casey’s there, I read the truth. Soon I saw it for myself in a video he sent me. Mr. Meloncock committed his first fruit fuck as a punishment but has since found a new appreciation…and use for nature’s candy.  He often enjoys the newly salty and sweet treats as part of  a nutritious, protein packed breakfast.

PANTY BOY MIKE

This cock craver called me up from the city of sin clad in a Victoria’s Secret thong. As of yet he’s never had the nerve to venture beyond the strap on but we made plans to push him to full fledged cock sucking, cum guzzling bitch boy. He likes an element of public humiliation with his sexuality too. Apparently, our Ms. Carmen has sent this wanna be to seedy gay bars, adult book stores, and strip clubs for doses of erotic embarassment and blogged about it making him a celeb among her regulars. Here’s to you Mike. Hope our schedules collide again soon.

A True Sweetheart…Steph

Better known as MsAnn’s Steph, Ms Ann’s dedicated sissy is loved by all the LDW mistresses. I had the pleasure of a call with her while Ms Ann was away. Steph is known for her awesome sense of style and grace, for her bubbly demeanor in chat (she is known for giving great lap dances and serving drinks), and sincere dedication and respect for MsAnn as well as the other ladies of LDW. Our irreplaceable Steph maintains a presence as well as a blog at EnchantrixEmpire.com where she has chronicles her journey as well as her adventures. They make for interesting reading as well as inspirational fuel for nervous sissies wondering how a phone mistress, chat rooms, and a social networking site might help them flourish.

Thanks for the Memories

My time spent with you guys was precious, but I must say a special thanks to all my callers, both the private and the not so shy, for the opportunity to discipline, tease, please, and humiliate until I have released all my frustrations. As always, your pleasure…is my pleasure. Smooches.

For an erotic phone session with Empress Rayne call 1800 601 6975
Must be 18+
Calls are $2.50 per minute, with a 10 minute minimum
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Can a relationship be considered totally platonic if you’ve shared a woman? If so, that’s what Danny and I have going on. He’s been like a big brother to me . . . → Read More: So a Straight Guy, a Tranny, and a Mistress Walk Into a Bar…]]>

The Vagina Dialogues

Can a relationship be considered totally platonic if you’ve shared a woman? If so, that’s what Danny and I have going on. He’s been like a big brother to me since I moved to New York. We were members of a rowdy group of friends who bonded over the fact that the people we were dating were secretly…not so secretly screwing each other. I took it a little harder than Danny, so he took me under his wing. You see he had no trouble moving on and finding someone new. Never does. Women literally throw their pussy at Danny. He is 6’4″, Italian, tall, dark and very handsome, with the kind of sculpted body it takes hours of gym time to cultivate.

We have enthusiastically shared stories of our erotic exploits with the fairer sex. And when either of us found a plaything to be particularly exceptional, we never hesitated to share our toy with the other. One game I’ve never been able to get Danny to play, however, is hide the sausage. Sure he listens, with a totally open mind, to my tales of lusty fun with sissy sluts and bottom bi-boys. But he’s always declined to participate, expressing a desire for gender girls only. And quite believably so. Funny how the universe can throw a kink in the chain as we’re cycling along our path.

She’s Unbelievable!

He was breathless. I’d never heard him like this as he described her long raven hair, dark mysterious eyes, and curvy frame. “She looks like that Pussy Cat Doll!” he exclaimed. The one he once said he actually would  wear pink panties for. “I can’t believe this is happening,” we said in unison. “When did you realize?” He responded, “You couldn’t tell at all. I mean at the bar I could tell the tits were fake but that’s not a giveaway. And she wouldn’t let me take her home that night which doesn’t happen often, but I just thought, wow a good girl left in New York. Then we talked for hours two nights in a row and she suggests a date of cooking dinner together at her place. We eat and talk and start to make out and before I know it she’s on her knees giving me the most amazing head I have ever had. I guess it’s true what you say about someone who has a cock knowing what to do with one.” Then I have to pull the next details out of him. Forcing him to describe how he discovered his dream girl had a cock to rival his own bulging, thick, 8 inches. He lustily began to feel here body as she tried to resist his advances he decided he had the moves to overcome the good girl act and would return the favor and go down on her. He knelt before her on the sofa and pushed his hand between her legs to find a hard rod and balls tucked into her panties. “You know me, I’m not freak out guy or anything, besides I was still feeling sort of attracted and I dunno. But something said get out of there so I did. But I can’t stop thinking about going back.”

Please Excuse My Absence

…and that brings us to Tuesday night, when I famously played hooky after convincing Danny to give her a call and have her meet us at a local bar. No, this is not the inspiration for my latest audio, The Boyfriend. That was recorded before Danny’s phone call. Maybe I should be taking psychic calls too, huh. LOL. We all arrived at roughly the same time. Danny had billed the evening as drinks and dinner with a friend and his girlfriend, we later lied the friend had to work late and wouldn’t make it and suggested maybe just drinks and pizza at Danny’s. He was right about her. She was stunning. And even I wouldn’t have known if I had not already known, ya know. I see how he was fooled and how the straight male in him was not able to get her out of either of his heads. Danny was very nervous at first. It’s why I was there. We drank, drank, and drank some more. Then decided to make our way back to Danny’s apartment where things got very, very interesting. My very private friend has asked that I not reveal all the details in this blog, however. So if you want to know more, you know where to find me.

For an erotic phone session with Empress Rayne  call         1800 601 6975
Must be 18+
Calls are $2.50 per minute, with a 10 minute minimum
Discreetly billed to your credit card
http://www.ratemycall.com