I’ve blogged about C. a number of times—after all, his delicious conflictedness around his cravings for cock makes him eminently teaseworthy! Now, as does happen with some of my devoted boys and girlies, C. periodically develops fears that as his forced-bi Mistress, I wield too much control over his emotions, not to mention his libido. So he sometimes pulls back, to try and clear his head, as he puts it. (Understandable, certainly…though then again, most all my fans know that every adult phone chat with me can in fact be surgingly “head-clearing”—in a magnificently naughty way!)

This time, C. had been pulling back since before my trip to Vegas. He’d even been trying to remain chaste, in a bid (hm, futile? you decide!) to reclaim some sense of autonomy over his rampant desires. However, as a devoted boy of mine, he stayed lightly in touch, and so I was aware that he was planning a vacation of his own this past week. I also knew that by heavily restricting his frequency of contact with me—most especially by heroically not calling for his fix of my luscious voice—C. actually was managing to remain chaste.

So it was that he headed to his vacation destination, a somewhat remote beachfront hotel where he planned to continue the process of getting in touch with himself.

But he was in for quite a surprise, and a most scrumptious one from my point of view!

My sweet C. arrived at his long-anticipated destination to find that the hotel was…hosting a weeklong cheerleading competition, to continue throughout his stay. In fact, those cheerleaders dominated the hotel. C. described that perhaps only half a dozen other guests were similarly unaffiliated with their group.

And so of course, hotly tempting cheerleaders were everywhere that poor C. went: walking through the lobby in their tiny uniforms; sharing the small elevator with him; and sauntering or sunbathing in skimpy bikinis, often 10 to a row, while he tried to relax on the beach.

(I think you can already see why I so loved this story, cuties.)

Poor C. quickly discovered that his willpower disappeared exactly overnight in the face of this onslaught of temptation. That’s right: his hard-won (heh) chastity lasted just 1 day into his vacation. Instead, he soon was in his room several times a day, his pumping hand frantically expressing his frustrated desires. He reports that he even tried to call me from his room…but lacking Internet access, he repeatedly guessed our number incorrectly. So after reaching a laundry service, a machine shop, and an insurance company, he again had to admit the futility of his efforts—though at least he could then return to stroking with both hands!

And I? Well, I was not in the slightest displeased to hear C.’s woeful tale. As I quite freely admit, I revel in the magic of sensual humiliation, and I love it as a tool for heightening my boys and girlies’ experiences of submissive ecstasy. Really, what better cumuppance (as I always like to put it!) for any fan of mine who’s bold enough to believe that the control of his sex drive might still be all his?

As for C., he certainly enjoyed a most erotic rekindling of our sweet and nasty phone sex relationship upon his return! In other words, perhaps the only point he managed to prove was this: absence from me only makes your cock (and in C.’s case, his orifices as well) grow yet riper for my eventual re-taking. So very yummy…

Note it well then, cuties—you can try and escape my cockteasing ways, but don’t be surprised if you are shockingly, inexorably brought back under my spell. Then again, with phone-sex experiences as rich as the one C. was treated to on his return, you’d hardly have much reason to complain!

So you decide, my dears: is that, perhaps, all that really matters?

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There’s G., for example, who tried to be the first one to call me on my return from Vegas…though he was nevertheless beat out in his quest by other boys and girlies who were even quicker on the draw! Still, as always, he found me worth the wait. In fact, as he commented after he’d (mostly) recovered from my merciless cockteasing, “you lived up to your blog!”, and raved about my ability to mesmerize him with my words.

Highlighting my versatility, a second G., yet another one of my lovers of forced bi (among a number of yummy other kinks, the sweet dear), described, “Whoever doesn’t believe beauty can be combined with brains has never had a ‘Natalie Encounter’!”

Of course, there are a number of other forms of praise that are less expressly verbal. One of those is, of course, the outrageously intense orgasms that you have whenever you’re on the line with me. And another would be the incredibly thoughtful tokens of your affection! I’d like to do a few shout-outs for those right now, in fact:

Kisses to my dear J., for the sunglasses, the gourmet items, and his overall thoughtfulness and consideration; to my J. from across the pond for the beautiful pearl bracelet (which matches a necklace that another of you had already gifted me with!) and his delicious worship—not to mention his general sluttiness; to my J. of the infantile desires and the poet’s soul, for his many gifts of illustrated poetry; and last but not least, to gentle J. to the far north, for the virtual gift of wildflowers he picked for me himself.

As I said, gratitude comes in many forms, and just one of the many talents of the truly superior woman is that she can appreciate every one of them!

By the way, many of you have expressed great curiosity about what I was up to in Vegas—so be patient just a little longer, because I’ll be discussing some of those juicy details in my very next post, before I return to my remarkably popular series in progress, on what makes me such an extraordinary phone-sex Mistress!

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Skills, schmills. You know how to work it.

Now, that may not be the most elegant testimonial of all the many that have been offered about me. But do let’s face facts, shall we, cuties? Because despite the deviously sophisticated tactics I often employ, the bottom line in every one of your cockteasing calls with me is that I somehow always do know just how to work you—and always just in the way that you needed (and subsequently won’t be able to forget, much to my further delight!).

And remember, my hallmark is sweet and nasty phone sex, with both the adjectives there being equally important. In other words, cuties, you can always expect that the route I’ll take to having my way with you involves flirty, clever misdirection and plot building;  exquisitely realistic details throughout; and a gorgeously naughty “cumuppance”, as I like to call it, for you!

And here’s another thing that’s special about me: my exceptional creativity allows me to use those remarkable ingredients to conjure up a fresh and utterly satisfying fantasy for you each time. Though really, you should expect no less from any intelligent phone sex experience! And that’s exactly why I make sure you’ll never need to settle.

Oh, and yes—you do remember correctly that I’ll just be back from decadent Las Vegas when next we speak (and when next I write here). I’ve had a luscious time and have been delightfully pampered…which of course means that I’m supercharged for toying with all of you boys and girlies in my signature style! Ah, I can’t wait to play with you in the coming days…and mmm, what a yummy pun, hm?

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And yes, I did indeed have a delightful birthday. Plenty of opportunities to dish out sweet and nasty phone sex, plus extra love from my dear boys and girlies…what more can a femdom goddess ask?

So thanks to those who called especially to wish me well on my special day, including I., C., and my dear deviant one—who knows perfectly well who he is! And thanks also to several of you for recent thoughtful gifts, for my birthday and not: I. for the lovely care package, M. for the gorgeous Asian-style decor item, J. for the delicious gift of successive layers, C. for the gift of entertainment, and G. and K. for your well-appreciated tributes.

Now, as always, I do enjoy being generous in return, so I’ll let you in on a fun little free event that I’ll be holding tonight, Tuesday, at 7pm—it’s a belated birthday party during the weekly chat hour that I host with Ms. Tara! You can find details about the chat and its location on my schedule page, which is accessible through the link on the upper right-hand side of this page. And because that chat is specially targeted to sissies and my beloved sissybabies (but as always, open to all you open-minded folk!), you can also glean a few more details about the event by checking my special adult-babies blog.

Whether you come to the party today or not, do note that today is the last day that I’ll be here for calls before I take a midweek minivacation! Details are on my schedule page, but here’s a hint: in order to accommodate your cravings, I’ll be here late tonight.

Actually, in case you haven’t noticed, I am also offering a small extra window of availability on most Tuesdays now, starting right around noon Eastern. I tested the slot once as a lark and discovered that you all really appreciate having me around then, so it’s a keeper!

Now, if you should still be shut out in your attempt to reach me today, I will be back Friday. Though the question is, can you manage to wait that long? Because it’s funny, isn’t it—how even just my saying that makes you suddenly want to talk to me all the more…

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So I’m blowing kisses to R., whose ongoing fantasies of the heartstoppingly sexy and yet ruthlessly manipulative black-widow conglomerate called The Sisterhood are such fun to bring to life; to slutty “shannon”, the cross-dresser whose wife is both an ex-showgirl and, to his delighted chagrin, a nymphomaniac who readily cuckolds him; to J., who’s just discovered, to explosive effect, how seductive my erotic role-playing talents are; to K., with whom I’ve been exploring a long-running story arc in which he’s learned to play both the male and (now-)female characters whom I delight in pimping out in endlessly kinky ways; and to another J., who gets extra congratulations for finally exploring his cuckolding fantasies that he’d had for years.

In fact, I’ll share with you some particularly lavish praise that cuckold J. had for my skill after one of our recent calls:  “You are a master,” he raved. “You create a fantasy that is so real!”

Well, thank you, dear. I’m delighted to have given you such a memorable series of experiences! But then again, my fans already know that that level of exquisite, utterly convincing detail is just one of the delightful hallmarks of my sensual phone sex sessions.

In fact, whether or not you see me blogging about it here, you can pretty much always count on my having thoroughly enjoyed each cockteasing call I’ve done. Really, now—what better outlet for my dynamic sensuality and world-class creativity?

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