Well I’m back now! As some of you may know, I got back from the Mistress Orgy – I mean get-together – last Friday, but I’ve been recovering from a little accident I had. At this point I must assure you that no alcohol was involved! I was hastening back to the hotel in the company of several of the other luscious LDW Mistresses when my heel caught in a paving stone and I fell. Both hands were full at the time (I won’t say with what) so unfortunately I landed on my face! Not to worry, your pornographic priestess is almost fully recovered and ready for all kinds of kinky conversations on the phone and in the chat room. And it seems mine was not the only accident to occur in Florida – somehow FatCock seems to have disappeared! Stolen perhaps? Hmmmm. I believe our resident Cock Hunter, Ms Hunter, has launched an investigation. If anyone can get to the bottom of the mystery, I know SHE can! I’m sure we’ll be hearing more about FatCock’s adventures just as soon as he’s been hunted down.

I must admit that I’d missed you all, so I was very gratified to see the turnout for my interview last night. Yes, Ms Tia interviewed me for The Mistress Interviews and apparently quite a few of you had questions! Many thanks to all of you who turned up to interrogate, erm, I mean “support” me and, just in case you missed it, here’s the interview in full:

I’m sure you’ll all agree that Ms Tia has a way of drawing out the best in any Mistress! Cannibal was kind enough to pass on one of Kindle’s many brilliant ideas and it’ll be interesting to see if anything comes of it. Watch this space for news!

If you’d like to explore some aspect of femdom, then call me or, if you’d like to get to know me a little first, look for me in the chat rooms at communitykink.com and join me for Cock Whisperer on Thursdays at 9pm EST. If you just want to hang out with friends, relax and listen to some cool tunes and erotic radio, then tune in to The Magic Bus at 10:00 pm EST on Sunday evenings. NB: THE MAGIC BUS IS CURRENTLY ON HIATUS UNTIL JUNE 2010!

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]]> http://www.strokemistress.com/2010/04/did-you-miss-me/feed/ 22 http://www.strokemistress.com/2009/10/phone-sex-treats/ http://www.strokemistress.com/2009/10/phone-sex-treats/#comments Tue, 20 Oct 2009 19:30:00 +0000 catherine http://www.strokemistress.com/?p=1044 Yes – treats! So, what’s going on now? Where to begin, that’s the question – there’s so much happening around here at the moment. OK – first things first, on Wednesday 21 October the topic of the day for “Happy Hour with Constance and Catherine” will be “Things That

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Now for those kinky radio fans out there. Regular Magic Bus passengers will be aware that I’ve been having some issues with my microphone recently. If you love the Bus and you want it to continue, then here’s your opportunity to contribute. I need to buy a new mic from amazon.com – it’s right here on my wish list – and if ten of you would each contribute a $10 gift certificate, then you’d be making this Mistress very happy! Not only that, but think of the new recordings I could make for your pleasure! The sooner I get the microphone, the sooner I can get started…

And speaking of the Magic Bus, don’t forget that next week’s episode is the special Magic Bus Road Trip. I don’t know what our destination is going to be, but be sure to bring along anything you think you’ll need for a long road trip. Oh, and don’t forget to email me with your road trip requests at empress.catherine@yahoo.com.

If you’d like to explore some aspect of femdom, then call me or arrange a text session through sexytexting.com or, if you’d like to get to know me a little first, look for me in the chat rooms at communitykink.com. If you just want to hang out with friends, relax and listen to some music and erotic radio, then tune in to The Magic Bus at 10:00 pm EST on Sunday evenings.
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The Erotic Adventures of Shrimp Boy – Part 6 – another erotic bedtime story by Catherine.

When we last visited Shrimp Boy, we were left with this burning question; will poor Shrimp Boy ever attain release? When we left him, he was being tickled and teased, probed and aroused, by the Giantess’s hot, wet tongue. He was on the point of achieving his goal when one of the Giantess’s sisters came knocking at the bathroom door. The sisters were tired of being denied the fun of playing with the tiny man and wanted a turn! With a sigh (which almost knocked Shrimp Boy off his little feet) the Giantess stopped what she was doing to Shrimp Boy’s teeny tiny cock and, grasping him tightly in her hand, took him to her sisters. They were in their bedroom and our little hero found himself in the presence of more naked female flesh than he could ever imagine. The sisters appeared to be changing their clothes. The air was redolent with various feminine fragrances and small, frilly bits of clothing were strewn everywhere. “Ah – here’s the toy!” said one of the sisters. Shrimp Boy wasn’t quite sure how he felt about being referred to in such a way, but decided (for once) to keep his little mouth firmly shut. The two Giantess sisters came to look at Shrimp Boy, bending forward to see him better as “his” Giantess held him in her fist. One of the sisters was wearing a pretty lacy bra with matching panties and the other was wearing a nightgown so transparent that no imagination was necessary to see her delectable charms. And Shrimp Boy DID see! In fact, he didn’t know where to look first and greedily devoured the sight of nipples, cleavage, and pussy.

“Ouch!” cried the Giantess holding him, “You’re jabbing my fingers!” Of course it was Shrimp Boy’s tiny erection that was jabbing the Giantess who proceeded to drop him abruptly. Fortunately he landed on a bed into a small mountain of discarded bras, panties and sundry items of giantess lingerie. It felt like heaven to the little tiny man! He lay on his face, wallowing in the soft fabrics, inhaling the delicious odours and began to roll and squirm among the silk, satin and lace. Some of the lingerie was clean and fresh but some had already been worn by the giantesses and it was these items that were encouraging Shrimp Boy’s little cock. “What’s it doing?” said one of the sisters, and “Does it do any tricks?” said the other. The one who’d asked about the tricks was a rather spiteful girl – spoiled and wilful and used to getting her own way. She plucked Shrimp Boy from his soft, fragrant bed and held him upside down by his feet. Fortunately most of his blood supply was in his engorged cock so not much ran to his head! “And what’s this supposed to be?” said the sister and flicked poor Shrimp Boy’s already painfully hard cock with her fingernail. “Ooooh look, there’s something on it” said the other sister who was not spiteful but only a little stupid. Not that there’s anything wrong with that! Sure enough, a tiny strand of silk had become wound around Shrimp Boy’s teeny tiny dick. Well, a tiny strand in the eyes of the giantesses, but to poor Shrimp Boy it was like a strong, silken cord. Now if any of you have ever had a strong silken cord wrapped around your cock, you will know that not only does it not break easily, but it has a tendency to cut into the flesh, so that when the spiteful giantess said, “Let’s see if we can pull it off” Shrimp Boy decided that some kind of protest would be in order. Unfortunately the sight of the spiteful giantess’s enormous finger and thumb looming towards his vulnerable little cock rendered him quite speechless. What will our intrepid hero do? Will the kind Giantess come to his rescue? Will he EVER attain orgasm? What time’s breakfast? These, and many other questions, will be answered – eventually.

If this is your fantasy, or if you’d like to explore some other aspect of femdom, then call me or arrange a text session through sexytexting.com or, if you’d like to indulge in a little informal online chatting, look for me in the chat rooms at communitykink.com. If you just want to hang out with friends, relax and listen to some music and erotic radio, then tune in to The Magic Bus at 10:00 pm EST on Sunday evenings.  For lively lunchtime radio, tune in to the Pub Lunch at 1:00 pm EST on Wednesdays.

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When we last saw Shrimp Boy, he was in danger of being swallowed by the beautiful Giantess. His shrimpy little body was in her mouth and he was being tossed around like a sock in a tumble dryer. Fortunately for Shrimp Boy, not only was the Giantess a vegetarian, but she’d also become rather fond of the tiny man and decided to spit him out. Needless to say, Shrimp Boy was a little shaken after his latest adventure and not a little cranky! He’d been tossed around between the Giantess and her sisters, almost drowned, almost swallowed and even though he’d had his teeny tiny cock teased unmercifully and, even though he’d given the Giantess at least one orgasm, had yet to find any kind of release himself. It was time for the worm (or shrimp) to turn!

“Now look here, woman!” he shouted at the top of his little lungs. The Giantess turned to look at Shrimp Boy and at this point our hero thought that perhaps he’d made a bit of a tactical error. “Are you speaking to me, little man?” the Giantess asked, in a low, dangerous voice. As the Giantess bent her face down towards the tiny man he began to rethink his position. Yes, his teeny tiny cock was swollen, hard, sore and throbbing, but he was beginning to think that perhaps he could live with that after all. However, truth be told, even though the Giantess looked cross, she was actually delighted to see the little man stretched to his full height (all three inches of him) and shouting at her in his little piping voice. He stood among the folds of an enormous fluffy towel and reminded her of nothing more than a baby bird, albeit a baby bird with an angry looking splinter of a penis sticking boldly from its body! Shrimp Boy decided he might have to change his tone. “Well, I was just wondering… It’s my penis, you see…” “Yes,” said the Giantess, “I do indeed see. What about it?”. Shrimp Boy swallowed hard and decided that the time had come to decide whether he was a man or a mouse, although in this situation the question was somewhat moot. “Well, I was sort of wondering whether something could be, erm, done about it…?” “Done about it? said the Giantess, “What would you have me do about it? I could perhaps bite it off, then you’d be rid of the problem for good!” and with that the Giantess brought her face close to the little man and bared her teeth. Despite shaking with fear, Shrimp Boy (as we have seen in his previous adventures) had the heart of a lion (although the cock of a mouse) and stood his ground. “I was thinking that perhaps it might be granted some relief?” The Giantess laughed aloud, and the tiny man’s teeny tiny penis wilted slightly at the sight of her glossy red lips and gleaming white teeth. Shrimp Boy closed his eyes and began to say a silent prayer to the god of hard cocks (oh yes, there is such a god, for who amongst us has not uttered the words “Oh god, oh god, oh god,” in situations involving a hard cock?)

The tiny man felt himself lifted and dropped gently into the soft palm of the Giantess’s hand. His eyes still closed, he shuddered as he felt her warm breath upon his body. This time the shudder was of desire – not fear – and his little cock suddenly remembered what it had wanted. The Giantess began again to touch his naked, diminutive body with her large, pink, hot, moist tongue. She touched his cock with the very tip – dabbing at it like a cat. Well, gentle reader, you can imagine the reaction of the tiny man’s teeny tiny cock! It rose to new heights, became as hard as iron and Shrimp Boy began to moan and pant, to sweat and writhe. His face flushed bright red from the heat spreading from his cock through his entire body. He jerked his little hips, pressing his hard penis into the soft texture of the Giantess’s tongue. The tension in his prick and in his head rose to an unbearable point and his entire body began to throb and twitch. Shrimp Boy felt he had reached some kind of pinnacle and was about to be tipped over the edge, when there came a knocking at the bathroom door. A giant voice bellowed from the other side “Are you still in there? What are you doing with him? Bring him out, we want to play with him too!” It was one of the Giantess’s sisters!

What will happen to Shrimp Boy next? Will he achieve his release? Will the Giantess stop what she’s doing or finish what she started? Will he continue to be teased or will he find relief? For the answers to these and many other questions you’ll have to read the next installment of the Erotic Adventures of Shrimp Boy.

If this is your fantasy, or if you’d like to explore some other aspect of femdom, then call me or arrange a text session through sexytexting.com or, if you’d like to indulge in a little informal online chatting, look for me in the chat rooms at communitykink.com. If you just want to hang out with friends, relax and listen to some music and erotic radio, then tune in to The Magic Bus at 10:00 pm EST on Sunday evenings.

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Her apprentice stood there, her head down; she went too far, she knew that. But she couldn’t help herself, the excitement she was feeling as she entered the room with her Mistress, the pride she felt to be so honoured. Touching Mistress’s cane, she was overwhelmed, and she struck, hard and carelessly, with no restraint.

Now, even as she stood there in shame, she felt that tingling feeling, the excitement that ran through her body.

Punishment was coming she knew that, but that excited her as well. “You have shown such a lack of discipline, of will”, she heard her Mistress say. “Kneel before our guests”. The Apprentice did as she was commanded, her face burning bright with equal parts embarrassment and excitement. The onlookers watched intently, the excitement in their eyes growing as Mistress walked purposefully to her apprentice. “Pain is the gift you give”, Mistress whispered, and with that She slapped her apprentice fully and hard across the face. So hard the apprentice’s eyes watered, her face burned. Mistress then knelt behind her apprentice, whispering again, “release it, give me your pain.” Then the apprentice felt Mistress’s lips softly kiss her stinging cheek. “I want your pain, little one”, Mistress said as she pulled down her apprentice’s leotard, exposing her lovely full breasts and erect nipples. Still kneeling behind her apprentice, Mistress slowly reached for a long lit candle. Bringing it close in front of her apprentice, she said, “Pain is why you are here, pain is what you want, pain is the ultimate pleasure my little one”. Slowly she brought the candle below her apprentice’s exposed nipples, the heat from the flame was intense and she cried out softly, and her Mistress smiled. “Yes, give me your pain, revel in your gift, feel how it excites you so” Mistress said as she passed the candle below the girl’s nipples. The apprentice could feel her Mistress behind her, so close and warm, her breasts touching her back, her hand slowly sliding across her body. It was so intense, so exciting. The apprentice felt the pain, but she also loved the pain, and felt her Mistress share that feeling, share her gift.

The apprentice cried then, tears of understanding and love for her Mistress, her Mistress who gives so much, shares so much. “You know now little one” Mistress said, “The gift given is to be savoured, to be immersed in to be felt in your body and soul.”

If this is your fantasy, or if you’d like to explore some other aspect of femdom, then call me or arrange a text session through sexytexting.com or, if you’d like to indulge in a little informal online chatting, look for me in the chat rooms at communitykink.com. If you just want to hang out with friends, relax and listen to some music and erotic radio, then tune in to The Magic Bus at 10:00 pm EST on Sunday evenings.

Empress Catherine
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I hope you realise that of course, even though we now call it “St Valentine’s Day”, it’s actually a pagan holiday? The christians stole all of our best holidays and traditions! For instance the Romans celebrated a holiday on February 14th to honour Juno Fructifier, the goddess/queen. In one ritual, women would submit their names to a common box and men would each draw one out. The two would be a couple for the duration of the festival (and sometimes – I suppose if they liked each other enough – for the following year). Both rituals were designed to promote not only fertility, but Life itself. Sounds far more interesting than a card and a bunch of flowers!

Whatever you decide to do, I wish you love and chocolate.

If you have a favourite fantasy, or if you’d like to explore any aspect of femdom, then call me or arrange a text session through sexytexting.com or, if you’d like to indulge in a little informal online chatting, look for me in the chat rooms at communitykink.com. If you just want to hang out with friends, relax and listen to some music, then tune in to The Magic Bus at 10:00 pm EST on Sunday evenings.

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