Meet Mistress Brianna

Whew, my first few weeks burning up the lines with you boys have featured a cornucopia of forbidden fruits! Not that I’m terribly surprised…after all, I’ve been a massage therapist for a few years and am privy to the perverted secrets of hundreds of men. Oh yes, I may be new to phone sex, but kink and control are *very* familiar territory.

I particularly enjoyed the poetic irony of my first call – it was his first call too! What a vanilla sweetheart he was, and his nerves were nothing a little witty teasing from me couldn’t put at ease before I assaulted him with an entirely different kind of cock teasing for a solid hour. I got one hell of a high from overwhelming his mind and his meat…which is what it’s all about, right? Me getting my licks and kicks from your desperate dicks.

You can expect to read all kinds of things here on my blog – the freakiness my ‘day job’ massage clients get up to (or try to get up to, since I don’t tolerate misbehavior well), availability changes, the view from my window (I face a hotel, so just imagine), stories written by you, Q&A/reader mailbag, the beginning of a scenario that you call me up to finish, and whatever else tickles my fickle fancy and makes you squirm in your ergonomic office chair. And if you like a little random spiciness in your timeline, make sure to follow me on Twitter, @MistressBrianna.

I look forward to your curious comments and your orgasmic calls!