Author: NiteFlirt

Breaking of a Slave

By GoddessNatasha

Over the years I have developed a training program. I call it “Breaking of a slave”.  It is not for the faint at heart and is only for those who truly want to be a slave, not just submissive but a slave.

The purpose of this of course is to break you down, to destroy the male ego and reprogram you.

This means completely disappearing from your life, no one will know where you are and you will have no outside communication.

No computer, no cell phone, nothing.

Not only will I break you but I will reprogram your mind. Reprogram your mind, your thoughts and your desires.

All of your male desires, thoughts will be completely refocused on Me and MY sexual gratification.

You will soon come to realize your only purpose is to serve and please Me.

Imagine yourself… isolated, kept naked and vulnerable, stripped of all your clothing, stripped of your identification, no money, a chastity device locked on to which I have the key….I have the keys to everything….I have the keys to your collar, shackles, to the chastity device, to the doors and to the lock on the cage.

I will control everything during these 30 days…what you eat, when you eat, where you sleep, how long you sleep

Many men already call themselves “slaves”. Until you have gone through My program, trust Me you are not a slave.

Now, you might be a little nervous thinking about this…but it’s just a fantasy, right? 😉

Why call a phone sex domme?

By LadySascha

Let’s suppose you have the evening to yourself. Your wife is out with the girls tonight, and you’ve been thinking about a fantasy that she won’t entertain. Perhaps you enjoy a bit of feminization by dressing up in her lingerie, panties, bra, and stockings, when she is out.

And so you dress up, and you’re sitting at your computer, looking at your secret cache of videos, and pictures that show other men in panties just like you. Maybe you read a few stories about feminization. But you’ve seen and read them all before, and they all seem a bit shopworn and trite. And nothing about them gets you very excited tonight.

So you start looking on Niteflirt at fetish phone sex dommes, and you come across Lady Sascha, who calls herself the Sadistic Cocktease. You’re not sure if you should spend the money. I mean after all there’s so much out on the web that’s free, right? Why would anyone call a phone sex dominatrix for fetish phone sex?

But you look at all the pages of my 5 star feedback. And you see that you get 3 minutes free by joining Niteflirt, and you reason that after all you can hang up after that, if you don’t want to spend any more money, right?

So you decide to call… You realize that while just dialing and connecting to Niteflirt, you are surprisingly nervous. Then we’re connected, and my sensual, throaty voice sends a tingle down your spine and straight to your cock. You’re amazed at how sexually excited you already are.

As we talk, I ask you questions about your fetishes. You find yourself telling me things that you’ve never told a single person before. You tell me about your cross-dressing in your wife’s dirty lingerie, and how you shave yourself when you go on business trips. You confide about the hidden dildos and the bisexual and shemale fantasies you have. You even find yourself confessing your need for humiliation.

As we talk, you feel a bond growing between us. I actually listen to you and what you have to say. And I respond to you with fantasies about the fetishes you want and need: the desire for you to be a sissy, or cuckold, or to suck cock, or even to be safely humiliated for those things. I call you by name, and make the phone call personal for you. We can even talk about fantasies that can’t be done in real life, such as vampyrism, or giantess fetish, or vore. No video or pornsite can take the place of a real live person responding to you, and knowing your deepest darkest secrets.

After you have finished the call, you realize that this is only the beginning. Lady Sascha has begun to draw you into her web. You’re already thinking about the next call. In a few days, you may even email me with more secrets, knowing that I will read all your thoughts and fantasies; and we can talk about those when you call again.

So to answer the question posed in the title, this is why my fetish phone sex guys call me. I can get into your head. I can make our time together personal for you. I can fashion and tailor a fantasy phone sex call in any way you like.

All you need to do is pick up the phone and call. If I’m not logged on Niteflirt at the moment, don’t hesitate to write me on there. I can make an appointment with you that can meet your time constraints.

I hope to hear from you soon.

Hungry

By Stunning Goddess

She was beautiful and hungry. Her seductive eyes scanned the room for her next unsuspecting victim. Lately her appetites had been sated with drifters and people no one would miss. Tonight, however she wanted a blue blood. She had bored of her usual prey. She wanted a trophy piece, someone who would challenge her ability to seduce and corrupt. She knew full well her power, for she was not a young vampire, nor was she very old. However, her insatiable desire for power and control over her victims drove her to masterfully perfect her skills of seduction. Her motivation to control and conquer made her an extremely powerful vampire. One look into her midnight blue eyes would render her victim helpless, capturing them in the snare of her hypnotic gaze. Her eyes possessed the ability to lock onto her target with deadly precision. Her powerful eyes changing at will, from innocent blue to dark spirals. The depth of her eyes could plunge her victim so deeply he would fall helpless, as though drowning in an infinite dark sea, thereby sealing his fate.
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After the party

By TracyBlade

Halloween…a time when people pull pranks, have dirty, raunchy sex, and dress up as something they’re not. I have always found people dress up as something they aren’t even if it isn’t halloween…but that’s for another day 😉
Let me tell you about a dirty, hot, wet, sexy halloween I had last year..It started by me dressing up as a bad, slutty school girl (what other kind would I go as??) and going up to a party in someone’s basement. Yes, another one of “those” parties where everyone’s doing jello shots and dressed up in ridiculous costumes and there’s too many drunk men and not enough drunk women..am I right or am I right? I was invited by a few friends of mine and met them at the door, went downstairs, got a drink, smoked a few cigs, talked about how life was going..same old boring shit… Continue reading “After the party”

Mistress Lillith’s House of Horrors

Since Halloween is right around the corner, how about a trip through Mistress Lillith’s House of Horrors?

Take a seat my little subby pet…This will be a ride you won’t soon forget.

As you enter the asylum, walking quietly, walking slow. You look to the room on the right—with a shimmering glow.

You enter the room and to your surprise you are bound and shackled, and whipped until you cry.

The bull whip makes a loud smack, grazing the skin next to your crack. You are whipped more times that you can count…left on the floor, ass in the air…ready to mount.

As the room starts to spin you realize it’s a new, and this next room has rubber cocks, the sizes may surprise even you.

Your ass is still stinging from the flogging just prior…and the size of these cocks are something you admire. Is it some strap on fun that you truly desire?

You know your little dick is two inches, too small—so bend over baby and prepare to take it all.

All 9 inches, long and thick. Close your eyes bitch—maybe it’ll be over quick.
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Your Inner Witch

By Dr Suzy

Brothers and Sisters, Lovers and Sinners,
Witches and Bitches, Tramps and Vamps,
Masked Men of Mystery,
Role-Playful Women through History,
Belladonnas and Erotic Personas…

As Nights Grow Long from the Witches’ Hex,
Let Us Enter the Realm of Scary Sex.
There, There, Darling, Don’t Be Afraid:
T’is the Season of Masquerade! Continue reading “Your Inner Witch”

Halloween Vampire

By Sexy HypnoGirl

I walked up the driveway of Tom and Cindy’s house and rang the bell. There were several cars parked outside, and it looked like their Halloween party was in full swing. However, the house seemed quieter than I thought it should be. Normally, these gatherings got pretty loud. I remember that the neighbors called the cops on us last year. Cindy answered the door dressed as a genie or a belly dancer or something.
“Great,” I thought to myself. “Why didn’t Tom tell me this was a costume party?”
Cindy smiled and gave me a quick hug, and as she pressed against me I thought again about what a lucky guy Tom was.
“Everyone’s in the living room.” Cindy told me with a quick smile “Come on, you have to see this!”
I followed her to the living room, where a small crowd was gathered around a loveseat. Seated on the loveseat were a very attractive blonde dressed as a southern belle, and a guy in a pirate outfit. I noticed the blonde first. She really was a knockout. She was wearing a green dress, a sexified version of a pre-Civil War southern belle’s ball gown, with a dark green ribbon in her hair. She was seated facing the pirate, lightly clasping both of his hands in her own. Cindy turned to me with a smile and shushed me before I could greet any of the party-goers I knew.
“Look into my eyes.” The blonde was saying. “Look deep into my eyes. Deeper. Deeper.” Continue reading “Halloween Vampire”

A NYC Halloween

by FantasyWife

When I was 19, I feminized a man for the first time on Halloween. I had a date with my boyfriend for the big Halloween Parade in NYC. We decided to dress as the opposite sex together. He was ready to dress in drag and I was going as a man. I was wearing his trousers and a blazer that I had stolen from my senior prom date. I slicked my long hair back into a manly ponytail and finished off with a thin mustache in black eyeliner. I have to admit, I looked damn sexy. But my boyfriend looked even better! I really enjoyed transforming him from a jockey guy into a sweet blonde bimbo. Continue reading “A NYC Halloween”

New girl in town

By British Paige

A few years ago, I got invited to a Halloween party by a woman named Maxine who worked in the same building as I. I didn’t know her very well, but being new to NYC all the way from England, I decided I should go meet some people and be social. I dressed up as a Fairy, picked up a bottle of wine, and went over to her place. I walked in the door and noticed there was quite a bit of a crowd there, most also in costumes. Some people were dancing, some were drinking and talking, some were outside, some were playing cards and board games and etc. Maxine spotted me, walked up to me and hugged me saying she was happy I came. I gave her the bottle of wine, and she grabbed my hand, and said she would introduce me to some people. Annoyed that she couldn’t seem to find her husband at the moment, she proceeded to acquaint me with some of their friends. She asked if I wanted a drink, and I said yes. I could tell she already had a few. On our way to the kitchen/bar, she got distracted by someone else calling her name from across the room, and said she’d be right back. Not a moment later, this man in a Joker costume standing nearby asked what I wanted to drink. I said I didn’t care, but something fruity. So he poured me a glass of vodka with cranberry juice. We got to talking, he said he was new to the city as well, and had come to this party with a friend, as he pointed to a man in an Ape costume playing poker. The guy waved over at us.
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The Witch and The Princess

By JockStud009

It looked like it was going to be another boring Halloween party. I decided to go as a football jock since I already had the body for it. I play football for college and played in high school, so the uniform wasn’t a problem. I grabbed a clean jockstrap and stuffed my massive nine inch dick into it and got into the uniform, except for the padding. There was no need for it at the party. I walked over to the mirror and looked at myself in my uniform and even I was impressed by the massive bulge between my legs. “It won’t be too difficult to get laid tonight or get some fags to suck my cock,” I thought to myself as I rubbed my semi-hard sausage through my tight white pants.

I arrived at the party and it was the usual group of people. Zombies and witches were everywhere. I went over to get some punch, which had already been spiked. It didn’t take long for a sexy “witch” to come up to me and start hitting on me. “Nice uniform,” she smiled. As I turned to put down my glass of punch she smacked me on the ass. “This is going to be a great party” I thought to myself. Continue reading “The Witch and The Princess”