Howdy All! It was like Spring in Texas – the skies were so blue and the winds were calm again, so instead of talkin’ dirty yesterday afternoon, this mature Mistress and slut husband took a jaunt across The Big Red and drove all the way to OKC. Driving down the Big Slab is never boring for me, because I’ve got my eyes scanning the big rigs for Tranny Truckers.
Pausing at the Pickle Park
We have done this run so many times, we have favorite rest stops along the way. With weather so lovely, we packed a picnic and watched the world go by. I like this spot the best, there’s a huge willow tree and old oaks that make it perfect for bird watching. As I wandered around with my binoculars, a Bobtail pulled in and parked at the far end of the lot.
Binoculars come in very handy for people watching too! The drivers’ door opened and I spied a pair of shapely legs in bright red pumps. Huh? I’ve seen Beavers going Boogity Boogity Boogity – but in heels?
Well Hello There Good Buddy
Pretending to follow the path of a Cooper’s Hawk, I got a closer look, and realized that he wasn’t a lady at all. He didn’t notice me at 1st, he was busy climbing down, but then something caught his attention and he looked right at me. What else could I do, but wave?
Too bad he was so shy and scrambled back up in his Pete Car and put it into gear. I would have loved to tell him about the tranny trucker I have the pleasure to speak with as a Phonesex Entertainer. I’d bet the rent that the guy in the pumps, would relish the thought that he wasn’t alone on the big road of life.
Hello Kinky Friends! Another Monday is here. I’m hoping that most of the snow is melting in your part of the world, because it’s a Beautiful day in Texas!
Last week I began playing around with a new program and the feedback has been so positive, I’m continuing to add new Talkin’ Toons as I learn. The following is another kind of avatar, that allows me to answer your burning questions. I hope you enjoy hearing them, as much as I’ve enjoyed producing them.
Do you have a question? Maybe even a few?
Leave your most probing queries in the comments then check back tomorrow to see if yours was added to the Talkin’ Toon FAQ.
Good Afternoon dear Readers! We have blue skies here in my part of Texas, and warm enough to throw all the windows open. Let’s hope I remember to close them – when I’m takin’ kinky.
I just finished speaking with a lovely transgendered gal, she seemed a bit sad and in need of an understanding ear. If you know me at all, you know that my goal for each and every one of my callers, is happiness – in what ever form that takes.
I listened and knew she just needed some insight – some observations that might help her understand her man and situation better. She touched my heart she did. Even now, an hour after our conversation – she is still on my mind. It is for her I dug up this post - hoping that her day dreams will be beautiful and filled with kindness.
Walk with Mistress
Yesterday I went out and about, taking the long route around my neighborhood, its flat and a straight shot to the small Catholic cemetery a half mile from the house. Past the statue of an angle with open arms and a quarter mile to the consignment store where I sell my things, to cool down and wander through the racks.
Pretty Ladies Abound
The shop was busier than usual for the time of day, filled with pretty ladies and me in my running clothes. I knew I wasn’t dressed for anything more than window shopping – and a little people watching. The winter sale racks were surrounded and I went over when I saw a tall gal holding a scarf up to her neck and judging it in the mirror.
Bumping Into Fate
I didn’t mean to stare, but there was something so familiar about her. Was it the bright blond wig? Or was it the blouse? I think it was both, since my last batch brought to this shop, included one of roy’s old wigs and my black and yellow Ann Klein chiffon blouse.
I couldn’t help but smile when our eyes met, and her secret was mine. She blushed and looked around quickly and put the scarf back and head for the door. Cutting her off at the pass, I touched her hand and told her the scarf would be perfect with her blouse and why didn’t she snatch it up.
Tears Before Tea
Her eyes got misty and I nodded her back to the rack, and started back on my walk and a cuppa tea. On the way out, I stopped at the counter and arranged some store credit for the bravest sissy gurl in my small city. Brava! I hope we cross paths again! Maybe I should have left my phone sex number?
Good Afternoon dear readers! I know so many of you are covered up in snow and ice today, and I hope you are all staying safe and sound. Maybe even a few of you are stuck at home, with too much time on your hands. Not to worry poppets, your MILF Mistress is warm and toasty and feeling frisky.
Coffee & Cocks w/ Slut Stevie
If you are a regular reader of Fem Domain, you may already know slut stevie. A wannabe cocksucking `ho who began calling me 4 years ago. First it was all fantasy, lining up cocks for him to make love to, using a dildo for practice and that was just perfect, until the day he got up the balls to visit a local gay bar.
It wasn’t long before stevie was a regular fixture, both at the bar, and in the backrooms – happy at last on his knees, servicing all cummers. Then one day a tall hunk of a man came looking for the faggot he had heard was giving it away, like a man starving.
When You Care Enough to Send the Very Biggest
From that day on, he was under the control of a Bull Master he calls Sir. Sir is one devil of a man, who keeps stevie in a constant state of excitement, never knowing when the phone will ring and he will be told to shower up and wait on his knees by the door. Even before his 1st cuppa joe!
Yesterday was one of those days, slut stevie all fresh from the shower, naked and dripping and awaiting his fate. The door opened and he heard, “Eyes down bitch.” Looking at the floor he could still see 4 sets of feet and his cock started to twitch, like a bug on a stove.
The Joys of Double Penetration
With a sharp smack at the back of his head, Sir asked WTF he was waiting for, and stevie had the first guy’s jeans down around his ankles and was taking it to the root. Then the 2nd big dick slipped between his lips and after 4 good thrusts, came all over his face.
Taking him by his hair, Sir dragged him over to the desk and bent him over and began to dip cold lube down his crack. As Sir impaled him on his thick 9 inches, he slapped his ass and told him to grind. Pre-cum drenching the carpet, he started to beg to cum – when another fat prick slide down his throat.
Not caring what our gay tramp wanted, both men dumped creamy thick loads of jizz in him, and left him bent over, still wanting and in need of release. Naturally, the randy fag called his Mistress Vivian to tell me all about it, and hope his telling of the tale was good enough to earn him a nut.
I must admit it surprises me. Me? The Empress of Happy Endings, submit to YOU? LOL! My snap answer would be – you’ve got a Tinker’s Chance in Hell – but sometimes, once in a blue moon – a fellow comes along that sparks something in me and I remember my past, and the time I spent as a well-trained service submissive. I confess that there have been special men, who take the time and effort to know me, and who broach the subject are told … maybe.
BDSM Training Old School
I know most of you would be surprised to hear that this MILF Mistress was willingly schooled in the kinky arts- from the bottom UP. Long before my Lifestyle went main stream, Women like me who were interested in becoming a BDSM Master, always began the journey as a submissive, Trained by One – but in service to the entire Leather Family.
It wasn’t easy, that’s for sure. Putting your true nature to the side, in order to become the kind of Fem Dom that others would want to submit to. But, that is how it was done, way before the `nilla folks were introduced to my world in films, TV or books.
Watering Down a Vibrant Way of Life
Movies like 91/2 Weeks and The Story of O were mainstream America’s first taste of an alternate lifestyle. Mild by comparison to my own experiences, it was a glimpse into the world of Bedroom BDSM, and the start of what many Lifestylers think of as the dumbing down of a rich and vibrant way of life.
It wasn’t until 2002 – with the release of the movie Secretary, that the world would see the true dynamic of Top and bottom. Most may have thought it was a fantasy film, but for me – it brought back sweet memories of my own experiences, when I was a well-loved service submissive.