Tis the season for New Year’s Resolutions, and I’ll bet a few of you have wished there was a way to link your kinky tastes with your non-kinky ambitions. If you haven’t, you are now, aren’t you! It’s not always easy for the Little Head and the Big Head to have a productive meeting of the minds, which is why you would open yourself up to a devious domme-mediator like ME.

Cock Control = Life Control

Let’s say you have a goal to go to the gym 4 times a week for an hour. Here’s how I might handle that, depending on what kind of submissive pet you are:

For the masturbation addict who is motivated by reward:  Earn one orgasm for every two times you go to the gym.

For humiliation / coerced bi boys who are motivated by punishment:  Only went three times? Or only broke a sweat for 40 minutes? You get cocksucking corner time to the tune of two minutes for every one minute you avoided the gym.

Reluctant cumeaters:  Whenever you miss a gym session, you will freeze one cum-shot in a baggie and add to it each time. Did you fail to hit the gym five times since our last kinky phone sex call? Then you’ll be gulping down about 2oz of defrosted sperm before you’re allowed to shoot a fresh load.

How would I micro-manage YOU?

With so many fetishes and so many resolutions, the possibilities are endless! However…don’t be surprised if your punishment includes treating me to a cup of coffee – one of my 2012 resolutions is to keep myself consistently caffeinated…hehe.

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A close friend of mine used to whine about how he just wanted someone to suck his cock on demand; he would occasionally try to turn me into his little cock sucking slave. Hah, like that was *ever* gonna happen. I suggested that he should be leaving the ladies alone with that nonsense and find himself a sissy cum slave – it’s not like there’s a shortage of those! I even offered to hook him up because….well I’m suuuuch a good friend

The Gift of Many Blow Jobs

A couple of years ago, about two weeks before Christmas, this friend – let’s call him Always Tryin’ Brian – made one of his attempts to ‘enslave’ me. And for some weird reason I was thinking of this later that day when I was picking up a pack of pocket tissues to blow my nose. Inspiration for a very devilish Christmas package struck: I’d happily help him with all of his “blow jobs” except the one he really wanted.

For All Your Blowing Needs

Now imagine being at a table in a restaurant with a group of friends and doing your little gift exchange, and your gift tag reads “The Blow Job Kit”. His hand immediately adjusted the napkin on his lap (did I mention Always Tryin’ Brian is not a small man?). Within the pretty wrapped parcel were individually wrapped gifts, also teasingly labeled:

• That pack of tissues
• Charms blow pops
• A candle snuffer (and a distinctly phallic candle to match)
• Balloons
• Bubble gum
• CD by Hootie & The Blowfish
• A mini clip-on desk fan
• Small umbrella

What other seemingly innocent items would you have included in this beautiful Christmas basket of blowjob  tease and denial?

And now we hear from my Pretty Panty Paulla, who was the first to actually call me “Princess Mistress”. He loves his weekly assignments-by-email, which are designed to make him think of me at least 3x a day – and usually much more. Here’s what Paulla has to say about being owned by me:

From My Most Devoted Pantyboy

What makes Princess Brianna the perfect Mistress for me…. Let me count the ways! Princess Brianna is the perfect Princess for me for soooo many reasons it’s hard to know where to start. First off….She knows me! She knows what I like, what I don’t like, what turns me on and what drives me crazy. Secondly Princess Brianna is totally hot and seductive. She is Soooooooooo beautiful….Long red silky hair, perfect skin, great curves, perfect lips and strong hands for amazing massages. She has a rocking hot body, just take a look at her Wishlist to see her style and Panache!  Princess Brianna also has an incredibly sexual and erotic mind and silky-smooth-sexy voice.  She loves to control me and I absolutely love it when she does.

She controls my orgasms. She controls a lot of my day-to-day life from the panties I wear – to what I eat – to my skincare routine.  She’s had me do some wild and crazy things like….. removing all of my pubic hair, just to name one! One of the best things I love about Princess Brianna is that she cares. She has helped me in so many ways in just the short time I’ve been her micro-slave. She’s helped my skin get healthier, she helped my diet & exercise routine and she helped me be more of my panty-loving self! Thank you Princess! I feel so fortunate!!

How to Treat your Micro-domination Princess 

Panty Paulla shows her delight and appreciation for all this attention with “princess care packages” that combine the sexy and the ‘ordinary’ – which is exactly what I do for him with those assignments. I smile every morning as I sip my coffee from the pretty hand-painted mug he gave me and feel tickled pink – as pink as the panties that came in the same package as the mug! – that I have such a witty and thoughtful pet. What can I say? Not all phone sex princesses are materialistic divas…well, at least not all the time

In this wonderful world of fantasy and kink, there is room for more than just the ‘bratty princess’ amongst us talented femdommes. My micro-domination pets actually think of me as their “Princess Mistress” because… well, it sounds best in their own words, so read on!

From My Chronic Wanker Boy

“You are my perfect Princess Mistress! You are kind, for you listen to me ramble about my dirty habits and thoughts and You still give attention to someone as lowly as me. You are gracious, for You accept my gifts and my constant requests. You are beautiful, for i’ve found myself looking at Your pictures on many occasions when going to Your website. You are perfect because You are the only person i’ve felt like i could open up too in regards to my fetish-y side, and felt comfortable. You’ve helped me lose weight and get healthier, You’ve spent Your valuable time in sessions with me, You’ve been patient with me while i’ve talked about my feelings and wants. You’ve done so much for me and i’ve reciprocated so little. Thank You so much Ma’am.”

Microdomination by a Princess Mistress

Ah yes… I’ve been keeping Wanker Boy on track with his diet and exercise for a couple of months now via Sexy Texting and he has lost 35 lbs. so far. Apparently he doesn’t need Oprahfied motivational jargon as much as he craves a little erotic humiliation to keep him on track. Isn’t that right, my pudgy little jerk-off junky? In fact, it has worked soooo well for him that I know dictate his pornography allowance. And he’s smart enough to treat his princess well in return. He says “so little” but I say “just right”!

What makes me a Princess Mistress

I am indulgent and attentive to those who indulge me, entertaining to those who entertain me with their wit, and respectful towards those who respect my time & talents. My pets – especially those of the Covenanted Slave variety – really enjoy the mischievous assignments I give them because they’re sneaky and achievable rather than flamboyant and frightening. I never need to demand anything, be it submission or a gift…the perfect pet for a Princess Mistress just knows. Can you handle my benevolent control?

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I’m back from the Enchantrix 9th Anniversary pow-wow in Las Vegas, and I’m delighted to report that none of us needed bail money – that could have been a lot of virtual bouquets from you boys! I heard a rumor that one of us had a near-miss at a chapel, and I’m not sure Ms Ryan and Ms Hunter realize how close they got to persuading me to get a tattoo on my unblemished body. Now, enough about what didn’t happen…

So…what DID happen in Vegas?

• The mistress slumber party hosted by Ms Scarlet – four mistresses, four hours of phone sex, one submissive in attendance.
• Lapdances galore at a major strip club with a silly name – and Ms Ryan may have outdone the pro strippers that night!
• Much admiration of gorgeous shoes that our generous callers have bestowed upon us.
• Removal of said shoes after extensive margarita indulgence!
• Much cockteasing castigation of those in town for the Latin Grammys at the south Strip casinos. “Papi Chulo – keep away from my culo” may have fallen from the lips of this New Yorker more than once.
• The hottest slot action I’m allowed to report occurred at a machine called Fireball – soooo appropriate…and easily achieved with a little Icy Hot. Are you disappointed that I didn’t describe the kind of hot slot action that would give you even more wank fodder than I already have?