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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All right, it’s not exactly a double feature in the traditional sense. For one thing, the two events will be a few hours apart: the one originally announced was (and still will be) at 11pm Eastern. And the one I’m about to give you the delicious scoop on will be at 5pm Eastern, right after my scheduled weekly online chat, held in our free adult chatrooms. Why, yes—free does seem to be my theme this Sunday!

Now, my mention of our chatrooms is quite important. You see, they’ll figure integrally into this new party-line event. Although I’ll be holding my usual “Decadent Discourse” show there this Sunday from 4pm to 4:45pm, once 4:45pm strikes, I’ll be switching gears and starting discussion right in the room for “Fetish Fantasia”, my 5pm party-line offering!

Why that title? Well, sweethearts, a fantasia is a work of art (usually a poem or play or musical composition—and it’s hardly a coincidence that my lushly imaginative role-play phone sex creations are often so extraordinary that they include elements of each of those!). And in a fantasia, says Webster’s dictionary, “the author’s fancy roves unrestricted”. Indeed, the Fetish Fantasia event will demonstrate just how widely my fancies do wander!

Here’s how Fetish Fantasia will work. You’ll be given, as a group, up to half an hour (15 minutes in the chatroom beforehand, and 15 minutes on the phone with me once the party-line call starts) to advise me as to your most favored fetishes. And as I discuss them with you (quite explicitly once we’re on the lines!), I’ll be cherry-picking a number of fetishes from among your eager suggestions! Finally, during the last 15 minutes of the party-line call, I’ll weave my favorites from among your kinky morsels into a wickedly erotic, and possibly also quite hilarious, phone fantasy!

Sound a bit like a Mad Libs version of phone sex? Well, yes, that may be the result—though I guarantee it will be loads of fun to watch how I make it naughtily enticing anyway. After all, I’ve gotten to be your favorite fetish phone-sex Mistress in part because of my remarkably nimble erotic creativity!

But speaking of enticing, there’s more to Fetish Fantasia! That’s right, I’ll be further spicing the honeypot thus: if you want to be able to speak to me on the party line (also making you heard by all your fellow callers to the event), there will be a password that you must give dispatch. Call in for the event without the password, and although you can still listen totally free of charge, you won’t be a speaking participant—and keep in mind that only those I can hear will be able to participate in those 15 minutes of party-line fetish discussion and probing!

And how do you get the password? What an excellent question! I’ll be giving it out in the chatroom starting at 4:50pm Eastern, so you’ll need to stop in there before our dispatchers close phone registration for the event at 5pm sharp!

So there you have it, my dears—the overview of the delightfully convoluted event that’ll now kick off my party-line double-feature this Sunday! I do hope that’s time enough for you to digest all this…but then again, you wouldn’t be a fan of mine if you had much trouble keeping up, could you?

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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 quite enjoyed the sprawling pool area at our hotel, and I ensured that I would enjoy it even more by renting one of the luxe cabanas, assuring myself of the attentive service that comes with such a rental. My yummy cabana came with functioning drapes; a misting system; a ceiling fan; a small fridge stocked with refreshing drinks; a table and chairs; and a couple of super-comfortable lounge chairs—which I had them set just outside the front of it, for even greater privacy within!

Once my temporary lair was laid out to my specifications, I proceeded to engage in some very rewarding cockteasing, by sliding my well-toned, bikinied body onto one of my lounge chairs—keeping on my gorgeously strappy red sandals for maximum impact, of course. The sheen of my lightly tanned skin against the cream-colored fabric did turn out, as I fully expected, to be quite eye-catching; I noticed a few women in the pool area having to force their men to stop staring in my direction.

As I read my magazine and lazily adjusted the position of my feet and legs, I soon recognized that I’d attracted a solo admirer. And a very nicely muscular fellow he was, this boy in the pool all by himself—practically pressed up against its side in his quest to get the best view of me possible! So I pushed down my sunglasses and summoned him to me.

After his initial tongue-tiedness, I found that Josh was his name. More important, it soon became clear from his involuntary gazes that Josh, as I’d anticipated, just couldn’t get enough eyefuls of my pretty feet, especially not the way that they looked in my spike-heeled red sandals. So I strolled ahead of him into the cabana, where the backs of the two strategically positioned lounge chairs hid everything from public view, below approximately waist level. And as I sat at the small table, I directed smitten Josh to kneel and rub more suntan lotion onto every inch of my perfect feet, as I enjoyed a piece of fruit from the bowl—as well as the view of Josh, so fixated on the glorious objects of his fetish. Mmm: the fruit was lovely, but the sight of his enraptured devotion was truly scrumptious.

I allowed lucky Josh to rub the lotion into my feet for long, long minutes, sighing my pleasure whenever he stroked them in a particularly pleasing way—and once I noted that his breathing had become sufficiently rapid, I smiled lazily down at him, thanked him, and dismissed him. Though not before securing his room number—after all, it may have been time for me to meet my fellow Mistresses for a rollicking lunch, but he was a tasty dish, irresistible to a sensual phone sex Mistress who saw what perfect prey he could turn out to be!

Well then, my panting cuties. I shall look forward to telling you the rest of this kinky story—after I return from my creekside retreat!

Hmmmm? No fair? Ah, now you’re being adorable indeed, sweethearts. Since when does a supercharged, erotic-storytelling phone sex Mistress like me need to be overly concerned about fairness?

Yes, I thought you’d see it my way—it’s just one reason that I so enjoy each of you, after all…

So be well in the meantime, my blue-balled dears, and I’ll look forward to talking with you on Friday!

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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 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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And a phone-sex Mistress as talented as I will always make a point of never letting things get stale—so to that end, I’ll be writing a fun new series of posts here on my main blog over the next couple of weeks! The series will be designed to give those who are new to me an oh-so-tantalizing glimpse into the wealth of possibilities that I offer, though of course, it should be quite a fun review for those of you who already know and love my sizzling creativity.

Pantingly curious already? Well, sweethearts, not to fear: I’ll have the first installment tomorrow, in fact! And although, I’ll be leaving a week from today to head to Vegas for a few nights, while I’m traveling and unavailable for calls, this new series of posts will continue uninterrupted, one every couple or three days. Yes, that’s right: regular posts from your favorite femdom goddess will finally be restarting.

As if that weren’t enough of a treat, have you been to my weekly hosted hour in our adult chatrooms? Or rather, have you been lately? Because as the baker’s dozen of folks whom I enraptured there today got to witness, I’m returning “Decadent Discourse” to being topic-oriented. Today’s question was, “in a cuckolding relationship, which of the three parties has the power?” And we had a quite a rollicking discussion on the subject, which delighted me…considering that cuckolding is a fetish that I particularly delight in.

Thanks to my remarkable versatility as a kinkstress, however, you’ll find that the designated weekly topics of that chat over the coming months will cover a thrillingly wide range. I’ll be indicating each one in my IM status during that week’s chat—so check it before entering, if you insist on a preview!

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