March Masturbation Madness!

It’s been a while my freakish little pets!  I’ve been a busy girl–humiliating, cockteasing, and also putting together a little treat that I know you’ll all love:  My March Masturbation Madness Promotion!  Knowing that many of you are mad little masturbators yourselves, I know it will pique your interest.:)

So what is it?  Well, it’s just a special little thing I have planned for my special little freaks.  I know how much you love to hear my sensual voice degrading you during our erotic phone sessions.  So for those of you who can’t get enough of my voice, and who stay on the phone with me for an hour or more from now until March 31st, I’m going to give you exclusive access to my very special audios, which you can find on my main blog, www.kinkystoryline.com.  Only my pets who devote themselves to me for a full hour will get the password needed to access the audios–but you shouldn’t have any problems doing that, should you my pets?  After all, I know you have me on the brain 24/7.  An hour on the phone is nothing!

“But Ms. Whitney–” you ask.  “Some of us have…shall we say…a short fuse?  I couldn’t handle you for a full hour!”  Hahaha…oh, such is the life of a pathetic little loser like yourself.  But no worries, my pets.  I’m not ALL mean.  You can break up the hour into several phone calls if you wish.  Just shoot me an e-mail for more details.

And believe me–you’ll want to!  There are already a few audios up, and more will follow.  Once you have the password, you’ll always have access.  You thought you loved my little teasing audios on our community forums?  Just you wait!  These are extended in length, explicit, and I tell you, I got wet just making them for you!  If a controlling mistress like me was squirming while making these delicious audios, a pathetic little wanker like you won’t stand a chance!

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What do you call your tiny penis?

Today, instead of my own musings, my little humiliation freaks,  I call upon you to give me yours.

I want to know, when you’re standing at home in front of your full length mirror stripped down, and lamenting the tragic fate between your legs (you know–that thing down there that get’s hard when you see me?  That thing that isn’t quite a cock?  Yeah, that thing!), what’s your term for it?

Do you call it a willy?  A winky?  A pecker?  A dicklette?  A clitty?  A nub?  A button?  Or do you just call it what it is:  A huge embarrassment.

I want to know, when you see that thing (whatever it is), do you laugh as hard as I do?  Or do you cry?  Perhaps you leave all of the laughing for a sophisticated and intelligent mistress like me to take care of.  I don’t mind doing enough laughing for the both of us, if you don’t mind doing all of the crying!;)

I want to know, does it naturally occur to you that you don’t deserve the touch of a woman on that grotesque weenie?  Or did it take lots of women laughing and pointing and hurling insults at you before you got the picture?

I want to know if even you’re insulted at having to touch it when a mistress says “Stroke for me…”  Does it pain you to have to play with such a silly, ineffectual little nothing?  When you’re stroking, do you pretend you’re stroking a bigger, better, manlier cock?

I can’t wait to hear your answers, pets!

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Time for a Spanking!

Is there anything as wonderful as a simple spanking, bestowed on a naughty little slave by a mean mistress?  I don’t think so!  The sting of my hand–sometimes bare, sometimes clad in leather–coming down hard on your ass with a loud, satisfying SMACK, leaving behind a red, hand-shaped mark as visible proof of the action, is the very essence of sensual humiliation.

You know what I’m talking about, don’t you my pets?  I know you do!  You’re feeling the sting of it right now aren’t you?  All at once, memories of past spankings are flooding over you.  You want to check your bottom to make sure there isn’t a red mark forming even know, don’t you!

But your ass isn’t the only thing turning red.  And that sting isn’t the only thing you remember.  You remember the feeling of being stark naked, bent over a mistress’ knee, wondering if she can feel your budding hard on, wondering if she’ll spank you harder as a consequence!  It isn’t just the punishment that makes the blood rush to your cheeks–it’s the extreme erotic humiliation of it!  It’s knowing that you’ve been caught being a very bad boy.  It’s knowing that you’re completely at the mercy of a woman who controls your cock!

And yet, it’s exquisite, isn’t it?  So vulnerable, taking anything that a woman chooses to give you–it’s exhilirating.  So many emotions are at play:  fear, anticipation, longing, eroticism…but supreme among them is complete and total embarrassment that just makes your cock stand on end!

I wonder who I’ll be humiliating next?  Who’s next to bend over my knee?

Cruel to be kind,

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You Are a Worthless Wanker

Dear Empress Whitney,
 
My girlfriend likes to put me down–sometimes even in public.  She’s told her girlfriends that I have a tiny penis , EVEN WHEN I’M STANDING RIGHT THERE!  It embarrasses me so much, but there’s another problem….I find that her put downs make me…how can I put this?…aroused.  
 
Empress Whitney Erotic Phone Entertainer 800-601-6975When she sees me get embarrassed, I know she only delights in it.  I’m afraid, but admittedly curious, where this is all leading and what it means.  I remember once she told her friends, “I can’t even TELL you how tiny his pecker is!  You’ll have to see it to believe it!”  You don’t think she aims to….?  I can’t even think it!  Just the thought of humiliates and arouses me!
 
What should I do?  I don’t want everyone to think I’m pathetic, but it turns me on so much when she says I am….
 
–A tiny peckered loser
 
Oh, my dear, sweet, pathetic Tiny Pecker (TP).  Your love of erotic humiliation  is not so uncommon.  In fact, you and I are not so different.  We’re both turned on by hearing the truth.  But my truth and your truth is very different.  I’m turned on to see men worshipping me and treating me like the goddess I am.  You are turned on by being put in your place and humiliated as the pathetic freak that you are.  For both of us, it’s a turn on to hear what’s blatantly true.
 
What should you do?  What an odd question!  You and I BOTH know that your girlfriend is calling the shots.  She isn’t your girlfriend at all…she’s a humiliatrix like me, able to control you, tease and deny you orgasm, make you beg, make you cry, make you submit, and make your cheeks burn!  And you love it, don’t you, you worthless little freak!  It seems to me she knows what she’s doing–why fight a woman who’s got the dirt on you and knows how to use it?
 
Though, there is one thing you CAN do:  You can thank her heartily for putting you in your proper place and degrading you the way you should be degraded.  You’re lucky she gives you the time of day and you know it.  Even her insults are more than you deserve.  So what you do is this:  You obey her every command, you take her every punishment, you endure her every humiliating task, and when she tells her friends how beneath her you are, you agree and say, “Yes, I’m a worthless, tiny-peckered freak!”
 
Your angst only comes from fighting your desire.  You desire the truth.  The truth is, your dick is of no use to your girlfriend except as a reason for derision.  Own that truth, and bask in it.  You ARE a worthless wanker!
 
Cruel to be kind,
 
Empress Whitney 
 
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Humiliating Denial

Sometimes something as private as orgasm denial can take an extraordinarily humiliating turn.  When you’re in the hands of a cool, confident, and elegant woman like me, you can feel like quite the worthless man.  And to prove just how worthless you are, you aren’t even given control over your own cock.  In fact, let’s just say that your cock belongs to me now.  Incapable as you are, I will make the decisions as to when your cock will be stroked, how it will be dressed, whether it can cum, and if it deserves pleasure or pain.  Nothing happens to that cock without my approval.

Of course, however humiliating it is to know that your cock belongs to another person’s whims and fancies, and you get no say at all, it’s so much MORE humiliating if I stretch the boundaries just a little bit, and put your cock in a chastity belt. After all, a pathetic, chronic wanker like you can’t be trusted to keep your hands off of yourself.  And if you think you’re humiliated now, just wait until I’m giving you the spanking of your life when you disobey me!  Best for everyone involved if we remove the option for disobeying me.  We’ll put that cock in a cage, and I’ll keep the key.

What’s more, with that cock put away, you’re now free to focus on more noble pursuits than wanking away at that worthless prick.  What sort of noble pursuits?  Getting on your knees and giving me some body worship, of course!  I want you to know just how above you I am.  And down there on your knees, giving pleasure to the woman who has denied you any pleasure of you’re own, you’re bound to understand just how lowly and unworthy you are!

Besides, I just love to see your discomfort as my body arouses you and your cage constricts you!  Happy worshipping! 

Cruel to be kind, 
Empress Whitney 
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Cucking an Inferior Man

Make no mistake, my pets: If you’ve got a small penis, you are an inferior man. A REAL man, can make a woman cum over and over again with his dick. You can cry out, “But I’m good at oral,”  all you want.  I know you’re overcompensating for your short-cummings.  A real man has nothing to overcompensate for.   Pleasuring a gorgeous woman like me comes by a real man naturally.

Don’t get me wrong–of course I’m glad that you try so hard.  It makes cuckolding <<www.cuckoldfantasies.com>>you that much more fun.  You get on your knees and pleasure me, just HOPING I’ll take pity on you and give you a mercy fuck.  Meanwhile, I delight in knowing that you’re just warming up for a more worthy conquest–a superior man with a cock double (maybe even triple!) the size of your pathetic little nub.  And to add insult to injury, you KNOW I’ll make you witness to my tryst with a superior man.  After all, I have to make sure you understand the the vast difference between yourself and a man worthy of my attention.

Don’t get me wrong.  Of course I’m glad that you try so hard.  It makes cuckolding you that much more fun.  You get on your knees and pleasure me, just HOPING I’ll take pity on you and give you a mercy fuck.  Meanwhile, I delight in knowing that you’re just warming up for a more worthy conquest–a superior man with a cock double (maybe even triple) the size of your pathetic little nub.  And to add insult to injury, you KNOW I’ll make you witness my tryst with a superior man.  After all, I have to make sure you understand the the vast difference between yourself and a man worthy of my attention.

But don’t for a moment think that during our phone sex sessions you can fool me into thinking you’re more of a man than you are.  I have ways of finding out the truth about you.  I can spot a tiny-dicked loser from a mile away.  There is no escaping the humiliation!  I’ll have you on your knees, red-cheeked, ashamed, and begging for mercy.  But don’t hold your breath!  I’m many things–beautiful, smart, sophisticated–but I’m rarely merciful when it comes to humiliating an inferior man!

You mustn’t think me harsh, though, pet.  I’m only making sure that you get what you deserve:  Complete and total denial!

Cruel to be kind,

Empress Whitney

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I must be cruel only to be kind,

Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind

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Humiliation at the Work Place

You’d been fretting all week about your presentation for work.  It would be complete with power point presentations, and you’ve been working on the report you have to give for ages.  But I, your mistress, assured you it would all go better than you imagined.

When you woke up the day of your meeting, you slipped on the frilly panties I make you wear to work, put your slacks on over them, grabbed your brief case and headed for to work.

As you begin your powerpoint presentation, all is going according to plan, everyone’s listening, everyone’s nodding…and then everyone is laughing.  You look behind you at the projection screen, and there, behind you, is a picture of you with just your chastity belt on.  You quickly try to bring up the next picture, and there you are, bent over in the very panties you’re wearing today.  You go to the next, and there you are, crying, while I cuckold you with a big, black stud.  There’s a cacophany of laughter in the boardroom.

You turn off the powerpoint presentation, and try to recover by going to your report.  You put your notes in front of you, and begin reading, “I’m a little pindick and I can’t satisfy my mistress—.”  You stop, until your boss yells out, “Keep going!  Your job depends on this report!” followed by cruel laughter.  And so, voice shaking, shame-faced, you continue, “She makes me wear panties and keeps me in chastity because I’m not a real man.”  Soon a chant starts up among your coworkers and bosses, “Show us! Show us! Show us!”  You think of me, knowing I’ll be disappointed if you don’t show them your panties.  You start to unzip, always the good boy who does what he’s told…

Cruel to be kind,

Empress Whitney

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Panty-Wearing Humiliation

What does it really mean when I force you to wear panties?  What does it say about you, and why is it so very humiliating?  What is it about throwing out your menswear and becoming my sissy bitch that makes you so aroused, and makes me so powerful over you?  Just how is it that you’ve become so pathetic?

Well, my little freak, because panties symbolize the difference between you and a real man.  Panties are how I mark the difference between a man who’s unworthy to fuck me, and a man who can have me any way he wants me.  Panties are your status symbol, and your status is very low.

While it’s true, panties certainly don’t give ME a lower status–in fact, seeing me in a pair of panties only gives me more control of your cock!  When you see me in my sexy lingerie, I’m as powerful as they come, able to tease and deny you until you’re half insane with desire.

But this is because I’m a prime specimen of female superiority.  My panties represent the depths of my femininity.  I am exactly what a woman should be:  beautiful, powerful, and able to bring any man to their knees.

You, on the otherhand, are caught somewhere in between.  A REAL man, you are not–a real man can satisfy a woman.  Nor are you the gorgeous specimen that I am.  For you, panties represent you as half a man.  Like that other freakish creature, Richard III, you came into this world “scarce half made up…”

Unlike Richard III, you aren’t even CLOSE to royalty, though:).  But if you’re a very good boy, and take your humiliation like a good pet, Queen that I am, I might just make you my throne!

Cruel to be kind,

Empress Whitney

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Thanksgiving Humiliation

Ahh, my pets.  Thanksgiving is almost upon us!  So many menial tasks go into this holiday, all to show how thankful we are.:)

That makes it the PERFECT holiday to exploit your need for degrading humiliation!

I don’t expect to lift a finger this year, pets.  You being so very thankful just to be in my presence, I know you won’t mind putting in the grunt work to make this Thanksgiving spectacular for me.  That will mean doing all of the shopping, cleaning the houe thoroughly, preparing the meal, cleaning up afterwards, looking after our guests…

Oh, and did I mention you’ll be expected to do so in fully sissy-maid gear?  That’s right, while the rest of us are wearing our holiday finest, you’ll be in a poofy little maids uniform, so short that we can see your frilly panties when you bend over!

Now, doing the work won’t show us how thankful you are–you need to show us how thankful you are with your precision, with your submission and by taking our derision!  You think you’re humiliated in your sissy-maid uniform?  You don’t want to know what will happen if the turkey comes out dry!

And speaking of turkey, did I tell you that I’ve got my own little Thanksgiving tradition that you get the honor of participating in this year?  When the turkey is in the oven, the rest of the guests get to stuff their own turkey–and this year, that turkey will be YOU!  That’s right, pet.  You’ll have to bend over, spread ‘em, and take your mistress’ strapon–as well as the strapon of every single one of our guests.

But don’t cry or whine, my pet!  The only appropriate response for a strapon-stuffing at Thanksgiving is “Thank you, Ms!”

Cruel to be kind,

Empress Whitney

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Examining Your Tiny Penis

There are few things I enjoy more in this world than scrutinizing your tiny penis and making you squirm in humiliation!  So when you come through my door, first thing is first:  Get naked for me!  Let me find out the hows and whys of your sexual inadequacy.

I might sit you down, spread-eagle, on a stool.  I’ll put on a leather glove and begin my inspection of that thing between your legs (we can hardly call it a cock, can we?).  I’ll start with the the measuring tape, pressing it up against your exciteable baby gherkin.  Let’s see just how little that thing is!

Next, I’ll get up nice and close to it.  I want to give this thing a serious inspection just to see where things went wrong.  I’ll look it up and down (LOOK!  Not lick!  Haha…don’t be ridiculous.  No one wants to lick that thing!).  I’ll make note of the shape, the width (or lack thereof!) and as I examine, you’ll feel that hot breath of mine washing over you.  Don’t get to excited, pet.  That’s ALL you’ll get from me!

Next is the squeeze test.  With my leather gloved hand, I’ll take my thumb and forefinger and just give that shaft a tiny little squeeze.  Just as I suspected!  On top of having a short, thin NOTHING, it’s soft like a piece of cheese.  I don’t think I could resist laughing at you!

No doubt you’ll fail every one of my examinations.  The only question now is what to do with such a useless man!  Maybe turn you into my sissy-maid?  Perhaps tuck that big clitty up in a pair of panties?  It could be best to turn you into my chastized cuckold.

Rest assured, we’ll find a use for you–but there simply is no use for that tiny, tiny penis!

Cruel to be kind,

Empress Whitney

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