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The Spank Mistress loves Humiliation

Administrator — Mon, 29 Jun 2009 03:59:22 +0000

Tis true, my little pets, your blushing cheeks and stammered words make my heart sing. When I throw a protesting boy over my knee, bare ass clenching and dreading my pink leather paddle, when I hear the panic in his voice as he begs not to be spanked like a child in front of the whole chatroom, I admit to being a happy mistress. Spanking is such a beautiful way to do it too, to reduce a proud stroker to a quivering mass of red cheeked pain on my lap, cock hard as he fights to not come all over my lap. He knows that the shame he’s feeling now would be nothing compared to the embarassment that losing control of his penis while touching the Spank Mistress.

Sissies now, sissies seem to revel in all the attention that a good spanking gives them while in a crowd. The spanking stings and they do get embarassed, but I think from the flirty twitches they give to their panties while pulling them up, and the way they flaunt their pink cheeks as I make them stand in the corner, most sissies like having all eyes on them. I can’t speak for everyone of course, but I have it on good authority… and I do seem to get a lot of volunteers and wishful sighs when someone ELSE is getting spanked!!

So, if it seems like your beloved Spank Mistress has no mercy on you, and that I spend a great deal of time laughing at your pain and humiliation, it’s true! You don’t really have to do anything wrong, you might get spanked for no reason but my own entertainment at any moment. And, if you beg hard enough…you’ll never get spanked. Eager spank sluts are too easy!!

Hugs,

Miss Tara call me at 800-356-6169, and don’t forget to check out all the audios, right here to show you what I sound like!!

Cock Control and the Spank Mistress

Administrator — Sat, 20 Jun 2009 03:55:26 +0000

I believe that it is common knowledge, in the free chatrooms at least, that Miss Tara doesn’t believe in happy endings. My favourite part of the whole orgasm denial game is DENIAL and I’ve never made a secret of it. In fact, Ms Heather was gracious enough to allow me to alter her Fabulous Friday Night Flashback Trivia game from “guess the answer and get to stroke” to “guess the answer BEFORE the Mistresses and get to stroke”. Team Stroker and Team Denial battle it out most Fridays, with trash talking and much teasing, but I LOVE hearing the official call “DENIED!!” Especially when I’ve answered the question and done the denying personally. Miss Tara Just Says NO to boy cummies.

LOL, what a thing to be known for. But it’s true. Guided Masturbation is a great thing, and we have a lot of wonderful Mistresses who can make their callers scream with joy when they finally get release, after a long slow aching stroke session. Ms Vivian, for example, is the Empress of Happy Endings. She loves to hear a man come and she knows just what buttons to push, being an experienced and very sexy MILF. I applaud these ladies and admire their skills. But I have other talents.

I like a man to suffer. I have no interest in guiding him down some wanker path, with elaborate techniques for handling himself. I want him to get to the edge and fight for control, to sit there with aching full balls and a swollen throbbing cock. I laugh when they beg and I coo with false sympathy when they cry. I advise them to stop stroking, then scold them when they don’t and end up in pain and weeping for release. Those cold wet washcloths work wonders, sad little stroker sluts!!

Men know that if they want to speak to me again, they will play by my rules. You can try to soften me up with tribute or presents, but it won’t matter. And as for those who ask “what if I come accidently, Miss Tara?”, I have only one answer. If you do, there will be penalties. Of course, you can ignore them, but you’ll never have the same intense denial experience with me again. I don’t do calls with disobedient men.

So if you crave denial with a mistress who will never give in, no matter how much you beg, or cry, or pay, then call me. You will never forget it.

Miss Tara check out my audio page right here on the blog!!! 800-356-6169 for personal attention now

The Spankmistress and the Begger Boy

Administrator — Tue, 26 May 2009 06:04:19 +0000

I had the most amusing call the other evening! Those that know me know that the Spankmistress doesn’t really believe in boy cummies. No “happy endings” is pretty much my motto. But this stroke happy masturbator actually thought that if he called and begged hard enough, I would let him come. Really! It was too funny. Now, for the most part, I’ll ask a caller what sort of call he’s looking for and we’ll establish if there will be cummies at the end of the call. But you know, I wasn’t in the mood. He started begging almost right away, seemingly unable to concieve of a Mistress that wouldn’t allow him to come. What can I say? He was pretty adorable, what with the references to other mistresses who give in if his pleading is pleasing or creative enough. I certainly enjoyed it when he got so frustrated and desperate he began to cry! LOL, I do LOVE it when the pitiful little weenie whackers cry. He was crying quite a bit too, he disobeyed me and suffered for it, which is just the way it should be. After all, I TOLD him to stop stroking. He kept doing it until his cock was aching and swollen, if he had listened to me and stopped when I told him, he wouldn’t have been in pain fifteen minutes later, would he? The only way to soothe his need then was a cold washcloth wrapped around his wiener and I recommended that to him several times. In tears and in pain, the call suddenly dropped.

A few minutes later, the phone rang again and it was my beggar boy. Still hard, still hurting, but unable to resist returning for more punishment, he was back. And hard again in short (hee hee) order. He just couldn’t believe that I was so heartless, to laugh with genuine delight at his pain, to enjoy his begging and misery the way I did, with real amusement. He called back a total of three times that morning and I had the most delightful time playing with his emotions and his poor overstimulated cock (and tear ducts!). I hope he calls back soon, this is my kind of phone sex call!!

Hugs,

Miss Tara Stop and check out my audios, right here on their own page! And then call me at 800- 356-6169!

The Spankmistress hearts Team Denial

Administrator — Mon, 12 May 2008 03:59:11 +0000

As you may or may not know, the fabulous (and luscious and sexy and my girlie love) Princess Heather hosts her Flashback Friday radio show every Friday night at ten pm est. She plays amazing eighties music, including some wonderful Dr Demento and novelty hits that make me smile.. and some WHAM! to make tonydshrimp cringe on all his 147 legs:) She always played a Totally Twisted Triva game (it has a longer title but I’m so besotted with her giggle that I never hear the whole thing:) that assigns each question a value, in strokers. Oh yes, the stroker boys LOVE Princess Heather’s show! The twisted trivia is all from the eighties too. Now, I used to attend just because it was an amazing dance party with lots of fun and great music. But, I can’t resist trivia and I don’t approve of boy cummies, so when I found myself in the midst of this trivia game, I HAD to answer. And, since Miss Tara never assists a stroker in his pursuit of cummies, I had to add my own little twist. I declared that if I, a Mistress, answered a question correctly before the masturbating masses, they were DENIED their strokies for that question!! Fortunately, my girlie love loved the idea and enthusiastically declared me the COCK BLOCKER. Ahhh, she encouraged me to take my lone stand against the eager palm pumpers, and cheered me when I won. It was pretty fun, actually. I have discovered both my competitive nature AND a real talent for being a bad sport, which I find very amusing. I curse and bitch when the occasional cheating/lucky stroker wins a question, I gloat and rub it in their faces with a dance and a big DENIED when I win. LOL, somehow, this seems to amuse the other players too, so bless their little hearts. This, of course, resulted in an immediate division, Team Stroker and Team Denial, of which I am the self appointed Captain:) I started urging other mistresses to come and play the game, and when I can’t be there myself, I know that most of the time, the other members of Team Denial are in there distracting Team Stroker and frustrating their little wanking wishes. It brings a sweet tear to my eye.

So come out to Flashback Fridays sometime and not only will you fall in love with the lovely Princess Heather, you’ll meet a lot of other great Mistresses and experience the scorn of the SpankMistress! How can you resist? And hell, you might even get to wank your crank!!

The Chastity Question

Administrator — Mon, 15 Oct 2007 04:58:26 +0000

Chastity device or not? Are cock locks really necessary to enforce chastity on a man who has given his orgasms over to you? This is a fun question that I like debating with other mistresses.Â Some swear by their CB3000 or 5000s, they love the idea of holding the physical key to a man’s pleasure. Others, like me, prefer self control on the part of their little pets. IfÂ one of my boys can’t maintain himself after being trained, then I haven’t really suceeded with him. I want him to be suffering voluntarily, knowing that he could relieve that tension anytime but won’t, because of my control over him. Although, I confess, I’ve had a lot of fun teasing Jemmie about convincing Princess Grace to send me Jemmie’s keys, which I plan to dip in silver and make into earrings. neener neener neener, Jemmie, you alien preying mantis bimbo boobed chastity pet!!!

But I digress. The other important side of this debate is what the men think. Truly, though you might not see that often in my blog;) Some men love the chastity devices. Being locked up hits their kink in a way that just being denied doesn’t. They want their Mistress to hold their keys, or get her daily picture of his locked cock with its dated plastic lock unopened. Her direct interest in his state of denial is part of the fun and sexiness.Â Other men get off on an indifferent Mistress. One, like me again, who couldn’t care less about boy cummies. I’ve given my orders and I expect them to be obeyed with no fussing, no whining and without me having to deal with it again. It’s a way to display how little your pathetic dicklet, and your whimpering man’s need for release, means to me. This is also incredible arousing, I’ve been told.

The issue won’t be solved here. There are so many ways to keep a man in chastity, and between us, the Cock Mistresses know most of them. We each have our own style and our ways of commanding the continued orgasm denial in those callers who love it. Even when they are begging and pleading for release, I think most of us take great pleasure in denying them what they crave most.Â Especially when they cry!!!

hugs,

Miss Tara

The Spankmistress Has Callers!

Administrator — Mon, 08 Oct 2007 04:25:24 +0000

Yesterday I spent a couple of hours with a caller I enjoy very much. I initially liked him for his excellent sense of humour and insight into his own fantasies, which amused me. Since then, over a lot of time, I’ve grown to like him for many other reasons. I am not his Primary Mistress but his Punishment Mistress. His Primary Mistress chooses to send him to me when he has disobeyed her, partly because he fears being sent to me so much. Not that he dislikes me, or because I’m so very cruel to him, because I’m not. Stern, unyielding in my own amused way, but not cruel. He fears being sent to me because I love to get into his head. I talk to him and he answers, sharing pieces of himself almost unwillingly, letting me see fantasies he would prefer to hide. And because he knows I delight in crushing his male pride under my spiked heels, forcing him to my will, making him admit that when he tells me he hates what I do to him, his cock is always hard. That he isn’t the alpha male he presents to the world but an omega male, subservient to all women, but especially me at that moment. His Primary Mistress keeps him in strict chastity, noÂ orgasmÂ without her express permission, so his phone sex calls to me are pure torture in another way as well. I still delight in his hearty sense of humour and I love teasing his sexual secret fantasies from his unwilling soul. But, his grudging submission to my superior femaleness is the sweetest part of our calls. The Punishment Mistress is ALWAYS ready:)

PHONE SEX IN THE CITY-part deux

Administrator — Fri, 05 Oct 2007 04:07:27 +0000

Would our intrepid band of phone sex Mistresses have pity on the poor sniveling creature they had caught jerking off on the street? After all, there were SEVEN of them! Lilith, Tia, Tanya, Cassandra, Courtney, Dana and Tara were too much to handle on a one to one basis, surely they wouldn’t be so unfair as to gang up on one poor helpless vulnerable victim like that! HEH, it’s exactly the sort of thing they would do, in fact, they were in practice from ganging up and tormentingÂ charlie boy in the way he feared and craved most. A multi mistress attack! They gathered around the pathetic pud puller and demanded that he stop. He stared up at them, fascinated by the expensive stiletto heels and their beautiful long legs, trying to see more as they crowded closer, his hand moving faster on his pathetic little cock. But these experienced mistresses were wise to his perverted ways, Cassandra’s red crocodile Jimmy Choo reached out and pushed on his scrawny chest, knocking the silly stroker onto his back, Lilith was there immediately with her spare fur handcuffs, pulling his arms up and back, fastening them to a pipe above his head. Dana ripped his shirt open and Tia bent down, her least favourite lipstick in hand, scrawling the words “LOSER BOY” on his bare skin, then adding a decorative coat of Screaming Scarlet to the head of his still pebble hard pricklet. Tara was laughing so hard they thought she’d choke when she borrowed the lipstick, now wet with precum, and painted the masturbator‘s mouth with it. Then she tossed it aside and they left, after Courtney stuffed a pair of scanty panties into his mouth. Everyone looked at her as she pulled them out of her bag, but she giggled and gave them the perfect explanation. “See? You never know when the opportunity to sissify a man will present itself. I like to be prepared.” Then, “Oh please, you didn’t think twice about Lilith having handcuffs.”Â “This is true”, Tanya agreed and pulled out her cell phone as they walked away. “Hello, police? Yes, there is a man handcuffed in an alley at ” and she gave the street names. “Me? I’m just a concerned citizen. Bye now!”Â She hung up and tucked it away. “Ohh, lets go to Chinatown for dim sum!”

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