Speaking of hellos, you all have been so terribly delighted to have me back from my December vacation that I’ve been quite charmed by the attention, far and above even your usual adoration. The yearning tones of voice, the longing e-mails—they all just go to show how very hard (mmm) you find me to replace, don’t they? So indeed, in response to that general sweetness from you (and also just because I enjoy being generous in doling out certain morsels of information!), I offer an answer to that question. And that is…”on occasion.”

Well, really now, what else were you expecting? A Mistress so expert at teasing and denial is rarely going to give you a straightforward answer, silly dears. Though I will give you a few more details here, to fire your imaginations further!

You see, that wickedly sexy sandal only ever falls from my toes when there is a waiting, supplicant hand ready to catch it. The trick is, that hand must be ready at all times, because there’s simply no telling when that shoe (or for that matter, my whim) will fall!

So, are you a boy or girlie who begs to be allowed to be the one who awaits that falling shoe, who commits him- or herself to be alert for its slide off my perfectly painted toes and finally into your sweating palm? Ah, but you must realize that the shoe may take hours, even days to finally fall. And if I should notice you failing to concentrate before then…well, perhaps I’ll just get up and walk away ever so gracefully on those stiletto heels, leaving you high and…in a lather (no, never dry…not with me)! In other words, only my serious foot-worship fans need apply.

Yes, it may be true that into every life a little rain must fall (or snow, for this holiday season!). But nevertheless, not into every palm must one of my spike-heeled sandals fall. Oh no, not nearly. Yet that just makes it all the more special to even have the privilege of waiting, of watching, of gazing upon my perfect legs while you wait…hm?

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Yes, indeed—and as you can see from my schedule (click the schedule tab above to get to my new Yahoo calendar for all the specifics!), I’ll be gone Monday through Friday.

Hm, think that’s too long to go without feeding your craving for the ever-varied, sweet and nasty phone sex experiences that only I can provide? Well, then, limber up your fingers—because you’ll also have a single weekday opportunity to chat with me during this week, when I’ll be taking calls right after I host my regularly scheduled Tuesday night show in our kinky chatrooms, “The Madcap Tea with Milk and Cookies”, which runs from 7pm to 8pm Eastern. In fact, both the show and the calls will be done on location from my oceanside retreat!

Mmm, I know you’d just love to be oceanside with me, fetching me drinks to quench my thirst…and serving yourself up to quench any other types of thirsts that my languid days of lounging may prompt! Instead, I’ll just leave you with deliciously naughty thoughts of my pretty, perfectly pedicured toes (hint: I just got them done in hot holiday red!), dangling a wickedly high-heeled, deep brown sandal—just inches above the ground…

And there you are! Now, even should you have been shut out this weekend by other boys and girlies who are luckier than you at getting me on the phone, you can still enjoy that cockteasing image of me. And so fitting, isn’t it, that it keeps me unattainable?

Ah, so ponder this question to speak to me about after I return: does that sexy shoe ever fall from those luscious toes of mine?

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As far as my schedule is concerned, I’ll be working a very reduced schedule through Tuesday, while I am in Vegas. Details will be on my schedule page, as always, so click there for details, cuties. Or, you can at least rest assured that you’ll be able to find your favorite phone-sex Mistress when I’m back in town and working my full schedule as of next Wednesday.

Speaking of my schedule, as my regular boys and girlies know, I usually take Thursdays off from blowing your minds with my cockteasing wiles. However, after my return from Sin City, I will be available for calls this coming Thursday—again, check the details on my schedule page!

You’re getting agitated already, aren’t you, just imagining what the most intelligent phone-sex femdoms on the Web have up our sleeves for the Vegas Strip? I know, don’t you just wish you were coming along to be allowed to, perhaps, get naked for us? Mmm, that would be really blow your minds, wouldn’t it…a cabal of gorgeous dominant women surrounding you, making you unable to do anything but masturbate helplessly, over and over, as you gazed yearningly at first one of us, then another? Yes, I can just hear your moans and whimpers now, as you imagine the exquisitely sensual humiliation.

But alas, poor dears—instead, you’ll just have to stay tuned here for details of what we got up to! Although in the meantime, you have my permission to practice whimpering…

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My very next post here will be a fresh installment in my oh-so-popular series, “What makes me such an extraordinary phone-sex Mistress?” In fact, I’ll commit to having that up tomorrow! Meanwhile, though, I have a bit of news about Wednesday night, which will likely interest a number of you, in light of the recent demand to experience me one-on-one in adult phone chat.

It’s this: although normally I stay until the time posted on my schedule page for that day, this Wednesday night (that is, through the wee hours of Thursday), I’ll be here at least until 2:30am Eastern and longer…all the way until your calls peter (heh) out! And I’ll judge that by noting when I have not had a call in 25 minutes. Once that happens, I’ll be departing!

So, what sort of caller are you? Are you a gambler, who’ll wait until several minutes after my IM status message or my status badge here (look to the right margin here, on my schedule page, or on any other page of this blog for that handy indicator!) shows that I’m off my most recent call, perhaps figuring that you have as much as, oh, 23 minutes to call after that? Or will you assiduously track my on-the-phone status, as so many of you already do, to get me immediately after? (And actually, if you are one of those latter types, you can also consider calling dispatch during my session with my previous boy or girlie, to take advantage of our complimentary callback service—just ask the dispatcher for details on it!)

Certainly I look forward to finding out! And of course, once you finally manage to get through to me, you can expect world-class cockteasing in my signature style that you so crave, all delivered in my luscious voice that simultaneously lulls and fevers you.

That’s right: full-throttle, full-throated sensuality, all backed by my wickedly clever mind. It’s no wonder, is it, that even these extended hours this Wednesday night aren’t likely to satisfy your yearning for me for long? In fact, you should be warned…my brand of sweet and nasty phone sex always leaves you craving more.

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So, I smiled knowingly at Josh, quite aware of what a picture I made leaning back in the oversized soaking tub (which was set comfortably next to the shower enclosure), with my hair pinned up and the fragrant suds hiding my body alluringly. Sweet Josh had gallantly picked up a rose somewhere to bring me, and he rather picturesquely sunk to his knees to offer it (though was he just feeling a bit unsteady on his feet? I’ll let you decide!).  I took it graciously and tucked it into my hair while I had him shut the door to my room. Then I extended my right foot from the water to offer it to his gaze.

Josh understood my unspoken rules well enough already to know that he could not touch it without my permission. So I allowed him to gawk at it for a minute as I flexed it and exposed my sole to his avid gaze…then I asked if he wanted to touch it. Of course, he eagerly started to reach for it, and I stopped him with a commanding note in my voice. “You’ll be allowed to,” I said,”once you unzip, take it out…and follow my directions as to exactly how to stroke it.”

You see, I never can resist the opportunity to introduce a new boy to the glory of having me as his masturbatrix—though a number of you have reveled in this very experience already, haven’t you?

And indeed, Josh stroked for me—hesitantly at first, but quickly falling prey to my expertise and doting on my every instruction. In return, I permitted him to rub his cheek and lips against my pretty foot. As you can imagine, the combination of my sensual direction and the feel of my silky foot against his face soon brought him to the brink!

Well, what happened then, you wonder? I shall give you two choices: you can ponder it on your own…or you can find out in your next sweet and nasty phone sex session with me—just ask!

Whatever you decide, I will let you in on one more morsel right now. There’s one way in which every one of you is quite a bit luckier than sweetly overwhelmed Josh! Oh, yes. You see, each of you gets the option of thrilling to an ongoing, mindblowingly erotic phone sex relationship with me! Because, sadly for Josh, I never mix real-life sessions with phone ones. So that was the one and only time he’ll get to experience me.

But not so for you, my dears…because you can just pick up the phone and enjoy my exquisitely sensual and intelligent attentions.

Mmm, no—I don’t blame you at all for wanting to count your erotic blessings right this minute! Though I won’t be surprised if thoughts of me distract you, causing you to lose your place even as you strive to keep count…

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But for those new to me, yes, the femdom Mistress you already can’t help dreaming about has returned from her creekside summer getaway. I’m busier than ever on the phones, of course, with my boys and girlies who were pantingly awaiting my return…but I’ve always got time to meet new friends, so come and say hello, whether on the lines or in IM or e-mail!

Even if you’re having trouble getting through to me because of the clamor that usually surrounds me, I’ll offer here a treat for you all, whether you’re a new or ongoing fan! That’s right, it’s the continuation of the story of my devilish cockteasing of a foot-worship boy while in Vegas (the vacation I took in June!).

Dear naive Josh, whom I mentioned having lured and toyed with in my luxe poolside cabana in my last post, was a tasty enough morsel that I summoned him to my room later that night. The other Mistresses with whom I was visiting Vegas certainly had some very fun plans of their own—this being the night before our own naughty Ms. Tia‘s wedding! But Josh was too yummy for me to pass up a little more fun with him right then. Besides, I knew that a little sensual humiliation of a sweet boy would charge me up to help Ms. Tia celebrate her ceremony (not to mention her reception the next night) in a big way!

So, after returning from a massage and freshening up a bit, I gave cute Josh only a very few instructions on the phone—even though he charmingly tried to chat me up in the call, not understanding that this was not so much his opportunity to make an impression on me as it was my chance to show him a new style of fun. And so, when he showed up at my door about an hour later, he found it ajar, with me having just a few minutes before settled into a tub full of sweet-scented bubbles.

Mmm, that moment is so full of promise, isn’t it?

No, of course my story doesn’t end there—though I do enjoy leaving you hanging just at this moment of it!

And it’s funny—that brings to mind a question I’m so often asked about my talents: how do I manage to so consistently end each call with you with that very feeling…especially considering that you should feel your most sated just then, having had me all to yourself for some scintillatingly naughty and profoundly intelligent phone sex?

Well now. You can tune in to my next post to hear the conclusion of my story about Josh. But I think your best shot at finding the answer to that other question…is to get me on the line for yourself!

I won’t guarantee that you’ll ever figure out the secret to my irresistible appeal. But does it really matter whether you do or not, when I make all your efforts to solve that mystery so very, very delightful?

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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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And of course, I’m happy to tell you. The thing is, there aren’t truly any trade secrets in what I do…so there’s just no reason for me to keep from being an open book about how I manage to blow your minds with delight!

First things first: I’m a natural for femdom because of my innate talents. Some of those include a gorgeously sweet voice, a startlingly creative mind, a voracious sensual appetite, and a remarkable sense of dramatic pacing and timing.

Now, when I use the term “talent”, I’m not referring to how one’s natural potential is honed—only to what is inherently there and available to work with. You’re born with your talents!

By comparison, no one is born with “skills”. But skills of any sort are learnable and teachable, and professionals in every field always have a number of learned skills that they put together to do their work well.

You’ll want a particular mix of skills depending on the kind of professional you seek. When it comes to adult phone chat, for example, you want a remarkably careful listener, someone who can be fully present and attuned to whatever you say, both with and without words. You want a woman who knows how to interpret what she’s hearing from you—so well that she can then bring in her talents to build breathtakingly on every little bit that she learns about you. And you want a woman who can design and run a session so smoothly that you never notice how nimbly she’s making all the minute adjustments in the scene—or that she’s doing it to nudge you precisely where you least expect it and also where it’ll have the most devastating effect.

In other words, find a person who combines remarkable natural talent with well-honed skills, and there you’ve found someone truly extraordinary.

In the world of intelligent phone sex, you’ll find such a woman irresistibly intoxicating. She’s the one whose cockteasing brings you to your knees, makes you forget to breathe, and shows you a side of yourself you didn’t know but will never forget (or regret) having found. It’ll drive you crazy, the way you keep thinking about her until you just can’t resist calling her, yet again.

And if you crave a woman like that (now, really…who doesn’t?), then you’re in luck. You’ve found one right here!

Don’t push, boys and girlies—the line forms right this way.

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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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