"Does the thought of cruel femdom humiliation make your cock hard and your balls ache?
Especially when your ridiculously small penis is to be crushed under a beautiful humiliatrix boot?
You men are all the same… simple minded gluttons for punishment…
But that‘s just fine to me… I like making little boys cry - Small Penis Humiliation"

(By: Domina Amanda) You have an embarrassing secret, don't you? No, I'm not talking about that pathetically small penis hiding between your legs… I'm talking about how much you love being abused by women. You're not a simple slave, you're a male humiliation whore that gets off on being savagely abused by the superior female sex. And I agree with you. Men deserve to be treated like shit because that is what they are. Thus, it only makes sense that cruel femdom humiliation would make your cock hard… and that a humiliatrix like myself would enjoy dishing out the deserved abuse.
 
With this exact truth in mind, we have a male humiliation phone sex site that is just perfect for something like you… and more importantly, perfect for the humiliatrix looking for a new piece of male garbage to kick. I don't mean a cute little pick-on-me phone sex line. I mean a place where the women involved truly enjoy what they are doing to you. Something like small penis humiliation is just the obvious starting point for what we have in mind for you… our tastes in cruel femdom humiliation are quite extensive, and thoroughly ruthless.
 

Click - Small Penis Humiliation Phone Sex
 
"The shit I'm going to do to you will make your past humiliation look like a happy Christmas morning.
Male trash as pathetic as you deserves to be ridiculed - it's your proper place in life.
An inferior. A laughing stock. An object of abuse." - Domina Amanda
 

So suck it up, bitch and click the link for a heavy dose of domination and masochism. There you can read more about some of the nasty things waiting for you, while your cowardly ass tries to build up the courage to make the call. First rule of small penis humiliation that every humiliatrix knows - men with tiny dicks are cowardly dogs. So get your shit together, you time wasting asshole. We didn't open this male humiliation phone sex site so you could hide in the corner and dream about the cruel femdom abuse you'd get if you called. We aren't here to wait for you… you exist for us to have fun abusing, so take your two fingers off your small penis and get your ass here now.
 

Cruel Humiliatrix Amanda
Small Penis Humiliation Phone Sex - 1-800-356-6169
 

"As an exhibitionist, public male humiliation is an obvious fetish of mine…
The options are literally endless… from simple verbal abuse to shameful, perverse acts…
An easy one that I often enjoy… taking a man to a crowded public place…
Then forcing him to drop his pants and stand there in front of everyone…
For all those people to laugh at the cruel joke between his legs - Small Penis Humiliation"

"The first in a new series of femdom websites created by a host of dominatrix sadists…

with the intent of preparing male slaves to perform directly for us…

When you're ready, you'll call and present yourself for real ridicule - Femdom Humiliation"

(By: Domina Amanda) The sadistic mistresses of LDW have come together to form a new website in support of our ruthless female domination phone sex empire ~grinz~ - click - Femdom Humiliation Bootcamp - a fetish portal for all of you sick little perverts out there whose blood races and small cocks get hard at the thought of doing degrading, humiliating, shameful acts under the command of a sadistic dominatrix who loves to laugh as you make a fool out of yourself, especially in public.
 
"You've been searching for someone, perhaps a domination humiliatrix, to take you down with extreme male humiliation… and you have come to the right place."
 
This site presents assignments written by the humiliatrix experts of LDW for the single purpose of embarassing the hell out of your pathetic ass. There are step by step masturbation directions focused on small penis humiliation… scathing femdom bitch out sessions of laced with heavy verbal abuse intent on making it clear just how much of a worthless shit you are… detailed settings presenting developed male humiliation scenes commanding you to perform for our pleasure and your shame… for the willing or unwilling exhibitionist, there is public humiliation punishment which sends you out into the cold, cruel world for a dose of what you deserve… and extreme degradation training - assignments with the goal of making you the best "worst" your sick male slave self can be.
 
These assignments are preparation for the real ridicule to come - when you call us for a humiliatrix phone sex session that will take what you've learned to an entirely new level of masochism under the boot of female domination. So, no matter what the specifics of your fetish are… be it forced feminization leading to public humiliation… or embracing the joke nature made out of you, through small penis humiliation… whatever. It doesn't matter to us, we just love laughing at you and kicking flithy dogs when they're down.
 
Humiliatrix Amanda
Small Penis Humiliation Phone Sex - 1-800-356-6169
 

"I want to tie you up at one of my CFNM dominatrix parties…

Standing naked in the middle of the room, arms tied and stretched above your head…

Completely open to public view… so everyone can get a good look at you… 

And laugh their asses off at how pathetic your tiny dick is - Small Penis Humiliation"

"The best in erotic audio femdom stories, told by the hottest women on the web…

tales of BDSM play… bondage sex… sensual teasing… and strict female domination…

and that's only the start, there is so much more - Mistress Always Wins"

…that night at the BDSM Club I was just speaking of opens up the opportunity for one of my femdom stories. Now, like I've said before, unless I say it's fiction, then these stories are things that really happened… and that's the case here…
 
So they had this cheesy little auction in that BDSM club with the fat moron walking around. It was set on their stage - no more than a tease when compared to anything more serious or what a real one might be like. I can't remember how many people were up for sale (there were probably a half dozen to ten… this was like around 8 years ago - fake ID + tall, hot body + professional dominatrix friends = open doors for young Amanda ~laughs~ no denial for me), but my friend bid on a cute, petite girl who was a student at NYU - very inexperienced but obviously wanting to experience domination. She was there with another girl (her roommate from the dorms - I think they were in the old Broome St dorm if I remember correctly)… a friend who was also interested in femdom bondage and discipline, but not daring enough to be auctioned off (sad, but cute seeing a girl tease herself like that, and have to live later with her self denial - though I bet she had a hell of an orgasm masturbating to it all later). They had both worn tight little shirts and short skirts - sexy cute but not at all BDSM scene-ish or slutty - with simple collars around their necks… those leather bands being the only outward sign of their want to feel submission.
 
The girl didn't expect to be "won" by a woman… but the look on her face when she was on stage, and when she was "sold" was excellent - a mix of shock, innocence, fear over what she was doing, and dizzy arousal from all that was happening (when she first got pulled up on stage she looked like she was going to fall over ~laughs~ she was swaying, with her eyes darting around - crash course in exhibionism. The female auctioneer put an arm around her to steady her - I felt myself getting wet watching it and the memory is bringing that back now ~grinz and laughs~ I have so many great femdom stories to tell… how sad you can't see the details and images in my mind). I could easily tell her reluctant friend was excited and shocked by the whole thing too… living somewhat vicariously through the now "sold" girl, as her friend was led to her night's owner on a leash (this other girl stood alone but near the front of the stage the whole time, arms pulled in close to her side, as if she was trying to make herself small - her submissiveness so obvious and so damn sexy).
 
After the auction was over, my dominatrix friend immediately took to the main stage and gave the newly inducted slave girl a serious first lesson in just what she was looking for - warming her up by spanking her while bent over her owner's knee… paddling her on all fours while directing her by tight leash… then some basic rope bondage and light suspension… tease play with a riding crop… capped by a mild, but good caning while her hands were tied with her arms stretched high over her head ("mild" because of the obvious reasons - the girl was new, the setting was meant to be relaxed/casual, and you can't go crazy in public BDSM clubs).
 
I know the girl lost it while the cane was being applied… not sure if she had an orgasm but her eyes rolled up in her head and her breathing got very ragged in that oh-so-F'ing-excellent way. At the first strike her eyes went full wide and she began to struggle frantic against the ropes. The second brought more of the same as she tried to look behind her. Then she was hit again, harder, and told to be still, followed by another hard hit that brought tears to her eyes. But she didn't call to stop, and she obeyed. So beautiful.
 
There is something so hot about watching a young slave girl new to her submission being completely dominated by another, experienced woman. The fear mixed with the longing, and the knowledge that you are opening this girl up to a whole world of domination that deep down she wants so badly (even if in this case it was unexpected lesbian domination - you'll find with the really serious BDSM types bisexuality can be somewhat common).
 
There was no nudity, and it was intentionally on the gentle side, but the girl was overwhelmed by the experience - the mix of the BDSM play at the hands of a woman, and the audience sitting/standing around the stage watching what was happening to her - particularly the people that were masturbating to what was happening to her. I loved watching the eyes of her friend move from orgasm to orgasm that the watching men jerked themselves to… I don't think she closed her eyes or mouth once through the whole thing ~grinz damn dirty~… but I know she was also turned on by what was happening - the expression on her face as she watched, and the quality of her breathing made it obvious. You've heard me say many times before that I'm an exhibitionist, and while I prefer to be the one in action, I still enjoy seeing others, especially ones so new to the concept, on display. In this case, I don't know if exhibitionism was ever a prior fantasy for the slave girl, but as she performed on that stage, it was obvious the eyes of audience were only feeding her excitment all the more (I so wish a strapon could have come into play, changing the scene from a bondage and discipline session, to some full out lesbian bondage sex… ~grinz~ but it wasn't the right place for it ~sighs~. I do think she would have made such a wonderfully responsive female sex slave to a strict but patient dominatrix).
 
When they were done, the girl told my friend that she had never done anything at all with another woman… to which my friend took hold of her by her hair, and seeing no resistance, kissed her very deeply ~grinz~. Talk about a big city college experience you'll remember for a lifetime. Those are the kind of femdom stories girls like her keep to themselves later in life, when they are married with the 2.5 kids and all… but still have dreams about ~laughs~. If you ever wake up next to your wife and find her masturbating while whispering a woman's name… ~laughs~ there ya go.
 
And me? I had my eyes on her friend, but I knew the girl wasn't ready to take the step from wanting to doing. She knew I had my eyes on her - I made it extremely obvious, and I am sure it made her uncomfortable in a way that was very arousing for her then, and later. I did it on purpose, both cause I did want her ~laughs~ and because I knew she needed to feel that so she might have the confidence to take the next step another day.
 
There was a boy that caught my attention too, but he was owned by another woman (he would have looked so good stripped naked, hanging off the floor by his wrists, helpless before the whip… mhhmm ~laughs~). She didn't care for the looks I gave him or the tease I was being in general, and I didn't give a shit about the looks she gave back to me. You dress your boy in barely anything, take him out in public, and he damn well will get looked at. You don't like it… leave him at home, or don't strip him down to near nothing… dumbass.
 
So you see… BDSM clubs aren't all bad I suppose… even with idiots like the fat leather harness boy I mentioned before… they can have their unexpected, worthwhile moments that lead to some pretty good BDSM stories. Private parties are a different case, with those much depends on a mix of who is holding the event and the general atmosphere they can create… plus the obvious that is true with everything - the quality of company that it attracts.
 
Regardless… I will always find something strangely hilarious about seeing men walking around with their dicks out, jerking off to the sights, while usually trying to keep this, straight sort of blank face, pretending they arent doing anything and that they don't notice anyone else is around them ~laughs~.
 
Just always remember to watch what you touch… where you sit… and what you drink ~laughs~ (seriously on the last one - lot of assholes around now). That's why it's a good thing to bring a prepared male slave along with you… a tester/cleaner of sorts (not all clubs are as bad as I'm making it out to be… well, not quite as bad ~grinz~).
 

Domina Amanda

Female Domination Phone Sex - 1-800-356-6169
 

Continued in Part XXXIV - Femdom Stories

"My female sex slave? You like that pretty little thing?

You want to see me use my strapon on her ass… don't you?

Get on your knees and ask nicely… and maybe I'll even let you tie her - Bondage Sex"

"The whip will help you swiftly realize you are a slave now… 

I have no interest in your sexuality… only my pleasure is my concern…

Forced femdom will teach you the way… BDSM will provide the lesson plan…

And your instructor… a leather gloved dominatrix - Phone Humiliation"

Many people see Degradation as being the same thing as humiliation (the male sexual form), but I like to think of it as being its own sub-fetish within the same fundamental category. Degradation seeks to attack someone's reputation, position, name, etc. What is dealt with here aren't simply insults, but specific damage to a person's identity and perceived status… not necessarily public in form but quite possible (and considering my love of exhibitionism, truly is quite possible ~laughs~). For example, in a way I particularly love - knocking someone down from their pedestal… forcing them to be the lowest, filthiest slave, making them serve in the most vile of ways, so that in their humiliation they are seen as the worthless garbage they really are (and sometimes feel themselves to be)… regardless of who and what they may "pretend" to be in their daily life. There are numerous people out there who deserve to have this happen to them… but there are also others who seek it out on their own.
 
There are many I have met who hold powerful jobs full of responsibility, who seek submission in their private lives. They find great relief through these femdom sessions - giving up the control that so dominates their day, for the simplicity of having no responsibility other than doing what they are told. But I have also found one's who seek true degradation as a further part of this, doing so almost as if they are performing some sort of penance for the heavy handed behaviors that are a part of their professional careers. Their stories are quite interesting - men who hold the livelihood of others in their hands, or whose success means the total failure of a competitor… and who hold feelings of guilt mixed with their achievements as a result. Submission, punishment and sexual humiliation, become a release for them that is not only enjoyed sexually, but they believe makes it easier for them to live their lives. Degradation can be femdom of a cathartic form.
 
And then there is Objectification, a fetish I particularly enjoy - taking a human being and slowly breaking them down into something not human… perhaps something of as little worth as possible or whose worth is found in something quite foreign to what we would commonly associate with a living, independent person. A thing that is viewed only as a simple object set to either do very limited or specific tasks, or absolutely nothing at all. Removal of identity and the systematic destruction of will to a point where that person ceases to be a person when with me… remaining only as something to be used in the most blunt definition of that word, with none of the consideration given to them that one would another human being. Objectification, in some ways, creates the most literal example of a "possession" possible, while still being alive. This takes a very focused form of domination and male humiliation, leading to potentially very intense femdom scenes when brought to fruition, because you have to limit your interaction with the "object" to just what fits them, in terms of conversation, direction and detachment from basic human emotion and sympathy. It takes a subject that must be developed into this form over time, because of the intensity involved both in how they are to act, and how they later on react to what they are doing and what is being done to them (especially if inclusive of public display).
 
I have a number of forced femdom stories I could tell of objectification that reflect this… for example, one with a forced feminization theme - I once had a slave boy I broke down into a near inanimate sex toy - beautifully pure objectification. When he was to be used I would dress him in thigh high boots, or stockings, garter-belt and high heels but always with a leather hood that covered his entire face, excepting mouth and nose. He would be led to whatever event by a leash… his lips painted red, his ass well greased, and his cock bound. He would then be put into position - be it simply on hands and knees, or bound on a horse, in stocks, etc. - and left there for the night for public use orally and anally, over and over, without expression, comment, or complaint. He would be whipped if he made a single sound, and denied my attentions for weeks on end for any noise.
 
I know forced feminization mixed with sexual use of this extreme shocks many, but I also know many of the same secretly are aroused by the idea ~laughs~. The feminization of this particular slave is still continuing, though I gave him to a shemale friend for further physical development. The last thing I had done to him was an augmentation of his lips, making them very full and perfect for cock sucking. "He" is still regularly used as an open sexual object at various private BDSM events. I am told the most he ass has serviced so far in a single night is 37 different cocks (majority shemale) and strapons, with 33 swallowed loads of cum. What a fucking whore ~laughs~.
 
More femdom stories of objectification - a friend of mine who used to train "artistic" human ashtrays. Example - one had a form of elaborate posture collar rigged into a latex straight jacket leading into full bodysuit. The slave could be made to sit or kneel with his head up, and then locked into place - face exposed but the rest of his head covered in tight latex locked by straps to the collar. Obviously his training in part was to build up tolerance for the positioning. When taken to a party, he would spend the night on public display collecting and swallowing the ashes and butts of guests. A slave like this must be made into an exhibitionist on top of being excited by objectification and masochism - a form of public humiliation more specifically defined.

Domina Amanda

Domination Phone Sex - 1-800-356-6169
 

Continued in Part XXIII - Female Domination

"Forced femdom stories of degradation, objectification, public humiliation…

…cold cruelty and perverse BDSM by dominant women who love to see you suffer - Male Humiliation"

"You enjoy public humiliation? Well, I'm a sadist who enjoys exhibitionism…

 …and that means you're going to learn to perform in front of crowds ~laughs~

Dozens of shocked eyes looking at you in disgust - Male Humiliation Phone Sex"

I do definitely look forward to time spent with those deeply into femdom humiliation and for that matter, masochists in general… and the knowledge that they love it too just makes it all the better. As twisted as outsiders might view such a relationship, it can actually be very close, and in a sense can grow to be even more committed than "normal" relationships, due to the levels of trust, dependency, and vulnerability that come to be involved (though things can also sour into annoyance if the slave loses perspective and becomes overly greedy in his need. Remember, submission also means - don't forget your place).
 
There is something very liberating for me in taking firm hold of a degradation whore, letting my darkness go off on him/her… more than just total domination with a nasty sadistic edge, but the freedom to take another human being and use that person as a pure, exploitable object. There is an uplifting sense of power to it that is a mad rush… but one requiring a dominant female with a solid sense of self-control who while enjoying the power, can still behave responsibly… as I can. Plus a "victim" who understands what he is seeking - masochism - and truly wants what he is about to receive… to put things mildly ~smiles~ (idiots who seek out this fetish in whatever form, enjoying the hell out of it while it is happening to them, but who then proceed to freak out soon after, as if everything is everyone else's fault and they had no idea, are a total fucking headache - look before you leap, stupid, and don't let your sexual desires race beyond your reality).
 
My love of exhibitionism makes me especially likely to instigate displays of public humiliation… this can range from simple things like slapping a man in a crowded place and berating him for the worthless fool he obviously is, humiliating him badly under the eyes of all those present (the "audience" being no more than random bystanders totally oblivious to any deeper reasons behind what is going on)… to more complex scenarios that take planning and development over time, an example of which would be financial domination and the setting up of a consensual blackmail relationship - building it up slowly from the point of initial contact… eventually reaching full out financial domination, where the victim is running himself ragged to meet demands… and progressing finally to exposure, where the source of the blackmail is fully revealed, and the victim is left to face the consequences, trapped in whatever resulting degradation was waiting for him (again, even though the words "financial domination blackmail" have an illegal sounding edge to them, the fetish I am speaking of is all consensual and structured every step of the way).
 
Being in public and having an audience always takes things to another level, not just for my target, but also for me. It's bad enough for the helpless victim that he is made to look like a fool in front of me, but when you start adding other people, especially those who have no idea what is really going on, the effect intensifies very quickly. Each pair of eyes is another level of shame, and each gasp, shocked look, and laugh just compounds this further. I like to perform in public as it is… not just because I enjoy sexual humiliation, but because the blend of exhibitionism and sadism is just so damn perfect for me. So doing everything from having sex in public, to being served by a slave in a crowded place that doesn't cater to such things, is welcome to me. As a result, I am quick to train people into public humiliation and develop the exhibitionist lurking within them, primarily because I look forward to it so much myself ~laughs~, but obviously also because if they are really into sexual humiliation, they will get off on it so much more this way.

Domina Amanda

Female Domination Phone Sex - 1-800-356-6169
 

Continued in Part XXII - Degradation

"So you like being slapped in public, well who the fuck cares, shithead…

I will show you how I define exhibitionism… it starts with the word 'sadism'…

and ends with you looking like the moron you are in front of a laughing crowd.

This dominatrix sees female domination as a spectator sport ~laughs~ - Public Humiliation"

"I'm going to drag you out in public and fuck your ass and mouth…

forced exhibitionism meets femdom strapon, equals public humiliation and anal orgasm…

as I violate the hell out of you in front of a shocked crowd - Domination Phone Sex"

You've heard me mention my particular love of strapons a number of times during this conversation. They are a particular favorite of mine, but not just as a toy to be used on another person in domination sex… I also like having them on just for their own sake. I often wear them around the house, even when I am alone, for no other reason than my own liking of how they look and feel on me. I suppose it's sort of like how some women feel when they put on certain types of jewelry or stockings, but that's still not really it… the feel of wearing a strapon is something different, and more.
 
To me, there is something so sexy and powerful about a woman in a strapon… be it a long, heavy rubber cock dangling in front of her… this thick, inhuman thing that needs to be fed inch by inch into whatever ass it's going to painfully stretch and fill… or a more rigid dildo held fast in its harness, rock hard and ready to violate any anal passage that gets in the way… the type doesn't matter… it's all hot to me (though I have personal preferences). It's not even the thought of using it that does it, though I of course love that too ~grinz~… it's the image alone that's enough - how the wearer looks and feels with one on. They are a glaring example of female domination… and a striking symbol of the superior sex.
 
I love stepping into a harness and feeling that weight hanging in front of me… pulling the straps snug to give it a tight fit… taking it in my hands as if it were a weapon to be used on anyone I wish to force into submission… walking in high heels and seeing it twitch and move with each step like its looking for something to rip apart… relaxing in a deep chair and just stroking it gently, like my strapon cock is a favored pet… and what I see in the eyes and faces of others when I wear one… mmmmm ~laughs~. I think you can see why I love femdom strapon sessions so much and look forward to finding new anal whores to play with - female domination sex in its purest form, with the sexual roles reversed, to fit as they were truly meant to be, hell yeah ~grinz~. And a heavy dose of pounding humiliation for those who need to be taught a lesson in just how true what I just said, is.
 
Many of my fetish outfits incorporate a strapon as either the finishing touch, or the primary focus, and I have a nice sized collection to choose from when dressing. I also like to wear them under long skirts, and I have a specially made harness that allows me to do so comfortably when fully dressed, without the bulge being very noticeable, unless I want it to be (this strapon set is made so the positioning is even more adjustable than normal, and when I want its presence to be more fully concealed I fit it with a less rigid dong). There are many times I have worn this out to clubs or even shopping, but what it's truly perfect for is fucking a sex slave out in public - A quick blow-job on a park bench… on all fours, taken from behind in the bushes… or just a fast, hard domination fuck while pressed up against the wall in a dirty alley, my fat cock dug deep into a needy ass or pussy. I love exhibitionism - public performance gets me off easily, and when the form is femdom strapon, it's like mixing two perfect things to make something unbelievable. I lose myself in it, which is so good, but so bad ~laughs~ since I get savage at times and ignore all else around me. Not sure if there is an exhibitionist in you… ~laughs~ if my cock is buired deep in you then obviously you are ready to do whatever I say… so trust me, you love the shock of the crowd… especially when they hear you going through the pleasure of a hot anal orgasm, and recognize you for the slut slave you truly are ~grinz~. Public humiliation never felt so good.
 
As for other types, I'm not as much into double-ended harnesses, I've tried them but I prefer to focus fully on what I am fucking when I'm inside of someone. Besides, I get off just fine that way with no other contraptions necessary ~grinz~ both in terms of the physical contact and the adrenaline rush. When I get down to the kind of domination sex I really like, I prefer to orgasm off the thrusting and grinding I am doing… rather than the mix of fucking and being fucked back that occurs with a double-ended. Besides, it never works out fully like it should… the rigs are too clumsy and the positioning never right for both at the same time.

Domina Amanda

Femdom Strapon Phone Sex - 1-800-356-6169
 

Continued in Part XVI - Femdom Strapon

"Complete female domination of your male whore hole…

one deep anal orgasm ripped out of you after another…

forced submission is the path to your new life as my anal slut - Femdom Strapon"

"What ever could you mean by mild exhibitionism?

You mean like, me sliding my leather skirt way, way up my leg like this?

Or perhaps how I stretch and cross my legs when I'm sitting - Leg Worship"

I love fetish clothing, and styles that mimic or hint at this form. Clothes that fit close to the skin, or almost feel painted on. Styles that are sexy in either a very classy, almost cold way, or a very hot, and definitely dangerous way… but never dirty slut things that make the wearer look like a tramp (though that definition depends on your level of prudishness, I suppose). I like daring pieces, things that catch and hold the eye… unique objects that reflect the sort of individuality and singularity that I possess… provocative, alluring outfits that capture the glamour and grace that is natural to the female… bold articles that speak of strength, but in a sexy, feminine way… and none of this in a cheap sense, or one that overpowers the wearer. Clothes should accent one's beauty and be a reflection of the personality of the individual wearing them… something that speaks of who that person is. Like they say, you wear your clothes, don't let them wear you. In my case, besides being an intelligent and strong woman, I am tall and my body is firm with finely sculpted curves, so I can easily wear most anything exceptionally well (anything I would deem worth wearing that is), and I take full advantage of these natural gifts that I have been given and the options they provide. I believe fine things are the right of a successful, proud female, and fine clothing is a prime example of this entitlement.
 
One of my most noticeable features is that of my very long legs, which I naturally seek to show off in some way with every outfit… be it openly displayed in a short pencil skirt with a pair of leather boots to accent them wonderfully… a long, tight skirt, with a deep slit up the side to give teasing glimpses of each leg as I walk by… or a form fitting dress that hugs my curves right down to my perfect ass (the sweetly rounded deity of many a thousand ass worship devotees ~laughs~), leaving those striking legs to be encased in a pair of thigh high stockings, ending in a lovely pair of high heels (each toe always perfectly pedicured, ready for foot worship). Of course, in all of these cases and the myriad more that my extensive, ever growing wardrobe provides, my perfect ass, along with the rest of my bodily perfection, is always well complimented by whatever I allow to grace my figure.
 
While I do at times wear jeans, I prefer dresses and skirts… almost always form fitting, slinky pieces - I have no reason to be shy, and not only do I love how I look, but I well understand the natural power of my body and its effect on both sexes. Not just the sexual attraction that comes with a figure like mine, but the intimidation. I have been told that I dress with a somewhat aggressive tone… not cute, pretty outfits that are girlie and sweet, but classy ensembles that are strikingly feminine, bold and sexy, always stylish, and not at all subtle in their statements.
 
I couldn't do my closets justice with mere words, they are something that must be seen to truly appreciate the glory that they hold, so any attempt to reflect my taste here can only fall far short of the depth of taste that I have. To try to put it simply - the worship of both sexes is my right, and so I walk into rooms like I own them… and I dress in a way that leaves no doubt as to the truth of that claim. My appearance well fits my personality… its calm strength, rightful pride, dark beauty, intense passion, quiet confidence and stubborn dignity… and in terms of my sexuality, its intended extremes come through exactly the way I want, however subtle or striking, as fits the occasion and my designs for it.
 
And I love showing my body and my clothes off in public. Exhibitionism holds no fear for me - I embrace it as a chance to shove my superior beauty and down the throats of the ugly, and give those worthy to worship me a chance to see the dark seductress their deprived little lives have so long sought to find. Fetish clothing provides the chance for a degree of exhibitionist tease without crossing fully into public nudity. It leaves enough to the imagination, while exciting that imagination terribly well ~laughs~.
 
Be it a quiet gathering of close friends… a dark femdom session in full dominatrix fetish gear… out in public to grace the common people with my presence… haunting the BDSM scene in leather and latex… or a nightclub where I am a center attraction… it doesn't matter where I go, I dress with calculated intent, but I dress primarily for my own pleasure. I love attention and others have always been drawn to worship me, but I love the clothes I wear for their own sake and mine, regardless of whether adoring eyes are locked on me, or if I am happily alone in my dressing room.
 

Domina Amanda

Foot Worship Phone Sex - 1-800-356-6169
 

Continued in Part XV - Female Domination

"Look at the perfect curve of my tight, firm ass…

I love to wear fetish clothing that accents just how hot it is - Ass Worship"

"Foot fetish is a kink shared by many men… and enjoyed by women…

Foot and leg worship are fitting ways for the male slave… 

to display his proper place in submission before his Domina - Foot Worship"
 

"A private BDSM party full of fetish clothing and dominatrix guests…

male and female sex slaves on display and in service…

doesn't that sound like the perfect femdom New Year's party - Femdom Stories"

I know most of you losers out there are going to have a boring New Year's so I figured I would just rub it in by telling you how fucking good a time I am going to be having ~laughs~… my sissy maid will be here soon but I have time to write this…
 
There is a potentially interesting private fetish party going on that I've been invited to. I look forward to femdom displays of exhibitionism, so when a good opportunity presents itself, I usually try to make time. I met one of the individuals behind this event a few years ago when I was back home, and we've kept in touch since (once or twice, literally ~grinz~), so I was a natural addition to her guest list (the invitation was hand delivered to me by a male slave of hers). It's being held at a BDSM club not too far from here, which will obviously be closed for the evening's festivities (it's one of a number of places that has been trying to get me to bless it with my presence, but this is the only one that sounded even close to worthy of me going, and besides, there is something of a personal connection involved) - don't bother asking which club, they wouldn't let you in anyway ~sticks out tongue~. It's going to be entirely about female domination - a select group of elite dominatrix guests, with a mix of slave girls and boys.
 
The special theme of the night is Electricity Play - to go with the lighting of the New Year's Eve Ball. There are going to be all sorts of devices, toys, restraints, rigged furniture, etc… all decked out to match the theme. Of course I will be wearing a very special strapon with an electro dildo and my ET 232 of course ~grinz~.
 
It's safe to say that I'm more than a little into electro torture ~laughs~ so I am looking forward to this, especially since the people organizing are very experienced practitioners of this fetish, ones that have a good track record when it comes to organizing such events. They are only inviting people who know what they are doing, or at the very least have the respect and sense to behave properly. Too many idiots get hurt messing around with things they are clueless about, and this is especially true when something like electricity is involved. I wouldn't go anywhere near a party like this unless I knew things were going to be done right.
 
There will be a number of electric chairs, with one in particular set on stage (my host friend shares my love of exhibitionism, including a love of participation in public displays… and she has the tits to keep the eyes of any crowd ~grinz~). This one is supposed to be made up as close as possible to look like the old style ones from the early 1900s, complete with straps, belts, leg stocks, everything (of course this one is also going to have a wired anal probe set into the seat which the victim will be "impaled" upon… along with other appropriate additions). They are going to pick one slave earlier in the night to be put in it… they aren't going to tell the slave, they are just going to drag him/her off to be "executed" about 15mins before the New Year's hits. He/she will be locked in the chair, blindfolded, and at midnight "electrocuted" (not really dumb-ass, it will be safe shock play, probably with some lighting effects to ham-it-up a bit - nothing crazy). I have no doubt it's going to be a bit cheesy, but I don't care… and I am sure the lucky sex slave is going to love it no matter what.
 
I'm not sure what tasty slave will catch my eye this night… I'm going to be bringing my house slut with me, but I am giving her to a lesbian dominatrix friend for the evening to enjoy. I know some little thing will attract my attention, just not sure if I will be in a boy or girl mood (though I am leaning towards male). I'm going to make someone "dance", ~laughs~ that's for sure. My sissy maid will be there also, dressed in a full neck to toe latex maid's outfit… she will be serving my table, and make formal introductions for those seeking to approach me… while also keeping any slave rabble away that I have not bid come.
 
My sissy maid will soon be here to aid me as I dress. New Year's hits later here on this side of the country… but I have to get ready and still have a few others things to do first… so Happy New Year's!
 

Domina Amanda

BDSM Phone Sex - 1-800-356-6169

"Exhibitionism in Interrogation?

You will be put to the question publicly, on a stage in the middle of town…

so that all may witness your torture… your humiliation and final submission… 

and in the end… your admission of guilt - Femdom Interrogation"