Worship Ms.Nicole

Your favorite Niteflirt phone sex Domme is baaaaack! :=D

I decided to extend My mini-vacation into a longer trip — I was having too much fun to leave!

But now that I am back home, I need to get rested and catch up on a lot of things I missed while I was away. Honestly, it feels good to be home. Sometimes too much fun can get old.

The bad things about coming home are unpacking, catching up on business and personal matters, and just getting some rest and getting back into work mode.

The good things about coming home? Seeing My babies (you all know I am an animal lover), getting a huge box stuffed with goodies from a special caller, seeing where you called My recordings because you missed Me, and reading your “have fun but hurry back” messages. I love the way you whine when you miss Me.

I feel wonderful (but sleepy–it was a long trip) and rejuvenated; I hope to be back in full-swing by tomorrow.

You can always listen to My recordings if you just can’t wait until I am ready for a session.

I had “PL” on special assignment while I was away, and I am happy to report that he did everything I asked . “PL” made several spreadsheets for Me, made a video clip of himself (sorry, it’s private for now) and also purchased himself a butt plug set for his “training”. He also bought a special book. I know how humiliated he was having to purchase this book, but at least he followed through with all his assignments. From what I heard, the cute girl at the counter got a kick out of it. Sorry guys, I just can’t give too much of this away, but I have a feeling you’ll hear all the details in the future.

Still missing:

thomas

and

e(a)rnie

I guess the Bermuda Triangle had one of them for lunch. As for the other, who knows. *shrugs*

Ok, that’s My quick update! Now I am off to shower, eat, and watch movies and nap a bit.

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What I am into: (Not a complete list, but as comprehensive as I can get right now, and in no particular order )

FemDom * Fetish * Domination (hardcore domination and erotic domination) * Life Control * Mind Control * Discipline *

Cock Control - including chastity, tease and denial, masturbation control, orgasm denial /control, sensual domination, CBT *

Forced-Bi * Forced Fem * Verbal Abuse * Humiliation * Body Worship * Cuckolding * Feminization * Sissification *

Financial Domination * Blackmail Fantasies * Nylon Fetish * Strap-On * Domestication * Female Superiority * TPE *

Confession * Punishment * Role Play (I am always Dominant) * Assignments * Forced-Intox (limitations apply) *

Light Bondage (I am not into intricate bondage scenarios unless you are physically supervised) * Physical Pain *

I love executive males who need a little something extra. I’ll take your pathetic life and add something real to it, something exciting and addicting.

Each session is special and tailored to fit you — No session is scripted and each one is unique. The possibilities are nearly unlimited. No matter what route we take, I’ll get inside your head, learn your weaknesses, and take control of your physical and mental being.

Call Me or set up and appointment ; Submit yourself to Cruel Phone Sex– done My way.

Certain regulars love to give Me very personal information (whether on purpose, by a slip of the tongue, or through my sly interrogation methods). Our chit-chat often leads us into a discussion about the goodies I have on him, and he wonders if I would ever use it against him. He expresses a great fear about his girlfriend, wife, colleagues, friends, etc. finding out what he does with Me….and the things I make him do alone. Yet he gives me more information. And then he screws up. Oops. It seems fairly benign — An exchange of information in return for fulfilled promises, and I get to keep the key to the dirty little lock box containing all the perverted secrets…or something like that. But really, that’s a lot of power to have over someone. Think about it.

How damaging would it be to you if someone had information on you? What if you failed to follow through with your responsibilities, and there was an information leak? What would you do to keep your secrets safe? How far would you go to keep everyone you know from finding out about your kinky activities and all the freaky things you’ve done? What would you do to keep from getting caught?

Would you stick to your end of the bargain, or would you push the envelope a bit just to test the person keeping your secrets safe? Would you toe the line, or step over it a bit just to see how far you can go? Would you take the bit of the rope given to you, or would you take more…just enough to hang yourself? What would you do?

Would you call and beg for forgiveness? Would you email and ask for another chance? Would you offer a token of regret, something to get you back in good graces and keep your secrets safe… or would your pride just let it ride?

If you had a slip, made a mistake, or even totally fucked up –

How long would it take you to submit (again) to your desire to be controlled by Me and just accept your punishment for disobedience, to admit (again) that you need the life control, the mind control, the cock control, and to admit that the sound of My laughter is something you miss.

You need discipline and control. You have asked and begged for it. When you are petulant or even in denial, when you’re trying to do it on your own, when you’re being ignorant and silly by pushing My buttons, you set yourself up for failure. Don’t do that and then get ill over the consequences!!

Don’t be surprised by the consequences of your own stupid mistakes. It’s not My fault you’re a dumbass sometimes.

And then there is this: I know.

Even when you’re silent, I know exactly what’s in that head. You may not admit defeat, but you know that, in the end, you’re the loser if you choose the path of resistance.

Fighting against something you want and need is silly and arrogant. If you had the self-control to do it alone in the first place, you wouldn’t have ever needed Me. What a paradox, huh? Again– Think about it.

But you know, I’m slowly starting to not give a fuck, and My generosity is running low, as is My patience.

Eventually, there comes a point of no return. Would you choose to back up before stepping over that line, before moving into the finality of knowing you’ve pushed too far and will forever suffer for it? Or would you give in to what you want and need, to do the right thing for yourself, and to admit to and make up for your rebelliousness?

What would you do?

Confession time, guys!

How many of you have fantasized of being fucked with a big strap-on by a beautiful, dominant Lady, using your ass-pussy for Her pleasure and proving once for all what a real sissy you are? I know for some of you it’s hard to admit that you crave cock and wonder how it feels to get your ass reamed. Then again, some of you are very open about the fact that you’re a major cock slut and love to feel a huge dick turn your ass-pussy into a quivering puddle, and have your mouth used as a cum receptacle.

For some of you, it’s just a tool I use to discipline you and remind you that I am in charge, completely. For others, it’s a first step to forced-bi and a trip to the glory hole.

Well, for all My little cock sucking fiends, I’ve created a brand new recording: Strap-On fun with My big toy and your ass and mouth. It’s even better than the real thing. Why? Because it involves Me, and what could be better than that? Whether you find it a humiliating punishment or just the ultimate in control, I’m sure you’ll enjoy just hearing My sexy voice.

You can listen to it here on Niteflirt:

Be sure to check out My other recordings, too. You never know what you’ll find or what might turn you on.

By the way… I have a very special surprise coming, one that will blow you away. I’m sure of it.

A regular caller who has been out of town finally returned, and today we had a nice long chat.

He wasn’t available to call Me right away after coming home from his trip, and I was little curious why he couldn’t. He explained it today. *lol* It seems that his domineering ex-girlfriend came over to his place and wouldn’t leave. He didn’t want her there, yet he couldn’t get her to go home. LOL!

It makes me wonder if she’s not gaining some of that control and power he wrestled with for so long. We’re going to have to work on that. As long as Mine stays Mine, it’s okay, but I really don’t want to see him slip back into old habits. I’ve worked so hard to get him where he is! *hehe*

I decided to give him a little reward simply because he always follows directions, AND he makes Me laugh.

Not only are we going to have a “fun” call on Friday ( he gets to dust of “F” and have a little fun!), but I also sent him some pictures. Just a little tease, but I imagine it was enough to make him get on his knees and beg for Friday to arrive. I bet he’s dying to bite that tomato (he knows what I mean by that, don’t you “b”?)

Want your own pics of Me? You’ll have to earn them!

“you” will respect Me at all times by:

• addressing Me in the proper manner
• following through with all assignments and tasks
• keeping your call appointments
• not arguing with Me
• practicing obedience
• completing every punishment I assign to you, diligently and with recognition that I am in control
• admitting that discipline is something you need
• acknowledge that I am a superior female
• submit to My will
• you will worship Me at all times
• remember– your submission to My will is a natural course of action due to your “situation” (whatever it may be) *wink*

If you fail on any of the above, then you’re doing something wrong and are subject to a humiliating reminder of this, a very unpleasant experience.

If you feel the need to rebel, send snappy email replies to Me, not do your punishments, or any other act that shows you have forgotten your place in My life and why we do what we do, then perhaps we need to discuss new terms or simply discontinue our relationship.

Any type of bad behavior will not be tolerated. You’re grown men, not teenagers. I don’t deal with one-minute phone sex wankers who are just looking for a quick stroke and an easy way to jerk-off. I expect more from you, My select few.

Let Me rephrase that — I demand more from you. If you can’t hang with Me and My demands, then feel free to let go of your rope. Better yet, how ’bout I just cut you down?

Just a few days ago, I decided that I would collar one of My regulars. He practices obedience, always suggest new ways he can worship Me, tributes Me in ways that are not only beneficial to Me, but also very fun, he concedes that I am superior, does not resent his submission, practices discipline (until I give him the “ok” to let loose), and is always willing to hand over control to Me. He knows that I know best. Rarely does he rebel or try to deny his own submission. He’s a good boi! I have a picture of him with his new collar on. Notice the charm I thought it was quite creative.

Recently, he took a trip. When he told me about his travel plans, I suggested that he make an attempt to find a r/t Dominatrix. We agreed that he would do this and then call Me. We assumed there may be somewhat of a language barrier, and that prediction turned out to be true. Luckily for him, that language barrier got him a lot more than what he originally bargained for. But I don’t think he minded. Read his story (his own words) here:

After a long talk with Ms Nicole the conversation ultimately came to my travel plans.

Ms. Nicole told me that she had a task, project if you will, for me to try and do while in a certain city in Central America. Ms Nicole new approximately the amount of time I would be there and it made me nervous and I thought to myself what I have I got myself into.

I asked Ms Nicole what she had in mind for me and she told me that she would like to see if I could find a Dominatrix while I was there and if I could that I should call back to the States and let Ms Nicole direct her in what she should do. I told Ms Nicole that I didn’t know if it would be possible to find such a lady and if I could how I would be able to call her after getting everything arranged.

Ms Nicole said do the best you can, Ms Nicole can be so understanding. Well as I took off from the airport into the wild blue yonder I thought that I would get a little sleep until we landed but I just kept thinking about how to find this Dominatrix when I got to my destination. Over and over I could not get it out of my mind how to ask, who to ask? I mean you just don’t walk up to a lady and ask for that kind of thing.

By the time the plain landed I was about to ask the flight attendant what she was doing that evening or was she heading back to Miami I mean she was kind of domineering telling me to put my tray table up and my seat back. But I thought better of it and kept my mouth shut. I got through customs grabbed a cab and went to the hotel all the time looking for the lucky lady to fulfill the task and knowing I had to do this between my work.

Also not letting anyone that I new see me. This was going to be tough. I checked into the hotel got to the room waited there while everyone else that I new was checked in and went down stairs and told the front desk I was not happy with the room and got back in a another cab and went to the Hilton on the beach. Once there I got a room and unpacked. This way I would not be interfered with by anyone while in search of the Dominatrix.

I went to all of the meetings that night and in the morning went to where our group was. Put in some time and when I thought I would not be missed I left back to the Hotel and my other mission. I new there was a place where the ladies hang out looking to make a few pesos from the gringos so I went there first found a good spot and got a drink to sooth my nerves maybe a half a bottle later they were pretty well soothed and I had the opportunity to interview quite a lot of the local ladies.

It seemed that the all had the same thing on there mind. “You want happy time?” “I make you real happy.” One after the other it seemed like they all had a one track mind. Making happy time. This was not what Ms Nicole had wanted and I was not any further along on my second day. I took two or three back to the hotel checked them in. You have to check them in over there with there ID and pay a fee for that. My fees were getting kind of steep. This same scenario went on for a couple of days then on the third or forth day I went to another bar near the ocean and started with a few beers when I notice three very pretty girls on the other side of the bar. They were talking to the lady bar tender and laughing having a good time. Well I thought what the hell I’ll buy them a drink.

I asked the Bar tender what the girls would like she went and asked them and came back and told me Jägermeister shots. WOW it was only around 2:30 PM that high octane stuff I must have bought them 10 rounds of drinks. I kept waving to the girls to come over but they smiled and stayed put.

Finally I got up and moved half way to where they were and asked them to come over which they all did. They kept right on drinking every shot I bought them. As we spoke I asked all the things you ask girls what part of town are you from what work do you do, are you a Dominatrix? No I didn’t ask that.
Finally it was getting late and I asked would you girls care to come to my hotel. I could not believe that they could still walk. They all laughed and said lets go. Vamanos.

Got to the hotel went to the room and they immediately got room service to send up drinks and food all the while flirting and laughing. They were feeling no pain.

I thought now one speaks enough English to understand Ms Nicole and now I just have to get Ms Nicole on the phone. 7PM here well the girls didn’t even let me get that far they started taking off there clothes and also mine and thought I would like to see a show and started doing things to each other and making me do things to them. It was awful hard work trying to figure out whose leg or arm was whose but my orders were to serve the women so I obeyed what ever they told me to do. it was pretty wild but probably not exactly what Ms Nicole had in mind. They would go down on each other then tell me to do things to each of them then they would get on me all the time kissing each other like little acrobats It was difficult but I did what ever they wanted. About 2AM I took them down stairs and back to where they were staying. Driving back to the hotel I felt that somehow I had failed Ms Nicole and hoped she would understand that the culture there is so different that it is hard to find that special someone who can take control in that meaningful way. But I tried.

PS
Ms Nicole i have purchased the collar as you requested and i am wearing it as i write this and send it to you. i did as you told and i have to say it makes me feel so owned by you.

I’ve seen the pictures from this adventure, and I swear, the girls are absolutely gorgeous. Beautiful faces, very sexy bodies, gorgeous hair…..just spectacular. That being said, in the first set of pictures he sent to Me, it really looked like one of the girls had either a super-huge clitoris or a penis. He swears to me it was just a misplaced part, and that it looks like something else because of the angle. I believe him….mostly.

It’s too bad that his search for a Dominatrix didn’t pan out, but he was a sport and suffered through the pain of being with three women at once. Poor thing.  Haha!  Judging from the pictures, it looks like he had a great time.

He’ll be near Me next week, and we already have plans in place to get him a real-time session. This time, he won’t get off so easily. 

As most of My regulars know, I love to read. It’s not just a matter of picking up a book and skimming through it; I practically devour books. I can’t get enough. I guess you could even say books are My porn! LOL!

I’m a member of several book clubs and have a nice steady supply of goodies to read, thanks in part to some of My regulars. The rest I just buy for Myself with your duckies. Sometimes a Lady just can’t wait.

So, if you’re trying to figure out the perfect gift for Me, just want to surprise Me, or need a way to say “i’m sorry” to Me for some reason, a book is always a good choice.

Check out My wishlist on Amazon.com or message Me to find out what I want right now. You can buy Me a book directly off My list, or send Me a gift certificate and let Me pick out what I want.

I’m thinking about starting My own Book of the Month club where I list a book and you buy it.

Don’t limit yourself– Tributes of any for are always good, but books are really the way to my *ahem* heart.

This month’s calling:

It’s on My wishlist, so go check it out. I’m waiting!

In other news, I’m going to post another story from one of My callers (collars ). He went on a business trip with instructions to find a r/t domme and ended up with something quite different. I have the pictures to prove it, but I can’t post them here due to 2257 regulations, but trust Me when I say — they are very interesting. Stay tuned…

One of My Niteflirt phone regulars told Me a funny story the other day while we were discussing his assignments and planning how to get his life back into control and get him back on track. (He just returned from a vacation to Sin City, and though he tried, he didn’t win Ms. Nicole any large sums of money. *lol*)

Anyway, the memory hit him at the very end of a call that lasted over 2 hours. It was actually a slip of the tongue which prompted his memory; the way the conversation happened was kind of weird. (I can’t go into all the details). We were very near hanging up when something I said sparked a memory. His first humiliating experience.

It turns out that his very first humiliating experience was with a girl who shares My name. As he recounted the story of his first brush with humiliation, I couldn’t help but laugh. Was it all a coincidence? A subconscious choice on his part? How funny that his very first experience with being humiliated by a superior female would come at the hands of a girl who has the same name as Me, the One to which he now relinquishes control of his cock, his life, and his mind!

He confessed all the embarrassing details. I had him write the story in his own words, and I am reposting it here for you, in part.

He was slow to recognize that she was superior to him, and though he did try to fight it back, he eventually had to submit to her will, to admit his defeat.

Look where he is now He loves to be humiliated at the hands of a beautiful woman. Is this where it started?

I don’t know. But the story is pretty funny. In his own words, some things edited by Me for privacy purposes:

Nicole Fight

I was visiting Lee-Anne and Carol, who were sisters living about a block away
from me. I visited with them often, having known them for a long time, and over the years I became pretty fond of and had a slight crush on them. Lee-Anne was my age and Carol a couple of years younger.
This was the first time I had seen Nicole at their house, but I knew she went
to their place sometimes, since she lived just across the street from them.
Nicole was a few years older than me.

I’ve tried really hard, but I can’t remember how the fight started.
We were on their front lawn. I remember that I wanted Nicole to go home so I could visit with Lee-Anne and Carol alone, but they seemed more interested in doing stuff with Nicole.
I vaguely remember suggesting to Nicole that she should go home, and her suggesting the
same thing to me. We started teasing each other. She knew I wanted to be alone with Lee-Anne and Carol; I knew she didn’t want me there ruining their girl time. She was trying to be a cock-blocker I guess.

I don’t remember the very beginning of the fight, but I remember about 30 seconds into it
thinking that she was pretty good. We were wrestling in a fairly gentle, but determined, way, kind of teasing and horsing around, but it quickly became serious. I couldn’t believe I was wrestling a female. Lee-Anne and Carol were watching with serious expressions, perhaps worried that we shouldn’t
be fighting, or that somebody might get hurt. It didn’t take long until Nicole had me pinned
to the ground.

I wrestled often with other guys , and usually when someone got pinned the victor
would take maximum advantage by holding the position and making it unpleasant for the
loser, or extracting some kind of promise. Nicole did no such thing; she just got off.

I absolutely couldn’t believe I had been beaten by a girl. Although I don’t have a very
muscular build, I could routinely beat all the guys I wrestled, probably because my brother
and I practiced a lot. I had never wrestled a girl before, but we all just assumed that
they would be easy to beat. In retrospect, it isn’t that surprising she beat me, but at the time I just couldn’t believe it was possible.

So as soon as she got off I rushed at her to catch her by surprise. I don’t know what
happened, but I very quickly found myself on the ground with her standing and looking
down at me.

Lee-Anne and Carol were amused, and laughed a little. I remember getting *so* angry.
I blindly rushed at her again, and this time as I was going down she gave me a solid push,
so I hit the ground really hard.

That just made me more angry and humiliated. I don’t remember how many times I rushed at her,
but it was around half a dozen overall. Each time I hit the ground a little sooner,
and each time she pushed harder as I was going down. And Lee-Anne and Carol laughed louder
each time, and I got angrier.

I guess from Lee-Anne and Carol’s point of view it was hilarious, because Nicole was just
trying to get away from me, but in a comicly repeating manner I kept rushing at her,
with zero chance of success, and just hitting the ground harder each time.
And they didn’t have any sympathy for me, because it was me that kept attacking.
So they found it so funny that I kept trying, but for me, somehow, I just couldn’t believe
that Nicole could beat me, and Lee-Anne and Carol’s increasing laughter just made me more
angry and determined to get back at Nicole.

In the end, I remember laying on the ground with all three of them looking down at me
and laughing their heads off, and me thinking that this time when I get up, I need to just
walk home. Which I did.

Priceless.

Just a quick note to say that I have a new post waiting to be published, I am just putting on some final touches.

(It’s about humiliation)

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Look for a new post from Me later tonight! I can’t wait to tell you this story, I’m just a bit tied up right now and the weather is looking kind of funky.

I’ve been on “go” all day; the laptop needs a break … so do I.

The weather here is gorgeous! I’ve been gone for most of the day, but just thought I would pop in to see what’s happening in cyberworld.

Most of My regulars are out of town this weekend, so this has all come together perfectly. I can spend the day refreshing My devious mind while being escorted across My lake in a canoe. Yes, I have one of My boys here today and his only assignment is to make sure I am kept cool, coasting along the lake, refreshed and relaxed. I’ll read while he does all the grunt work.

Once we return from the lake, I am putting him to work in My house for domestic chores. He is so eager, but I really think he’s most anxious to get on the lake and try for a glimpse of My lovely breasts and perfect ass. LOL! Does he think I’ll be wearing a swimsuit today? Ha! It’s not quite that warm, but maybe I’ll tease him with a skimpy tank and a pair of well-fitting shorts. The sight of My legs and a glimpse of My pretty feet in My cute sandals will surely send him over the edge. Good thing I’ll have an extra paddle with Me — If he gets too distracted I will really send him over the edge– I’ll paddle his ass right over the side of the canoe! I wonder if he can swim?

I won’t be available most of the afternoon, but I have left My appointments on. You can set up an appointment through Niteflirt, and when I return this evening I’ll take calls — If I feel up to it. Then I can tell you all about My day and you can figure out how you’re going to make it even better for Me. Today is lovely– don’t fuck it up boys!

– Ms. Nicole

It’s time to go to the Glory Hole to get some lovin’ !

One of my new little cock-loving sluts took a few trips there recently. He listened to one of My recordings, that inspired him to call Me, and we got get him dressed up like a girly man, pimped out and ready for some anal adventures.

I gave him a nice cock-sucking assignment, an ass-pussy fucking journey, and wow, he loved it! He’s such a whore! I’ve never heard such a squeal of delight as he sucked 8″ hardwood and played tight-end for the men at the bookstore.

Before I took him out, I dressed him in some cute Victoria’s Secret boy-shorts (pink, of course!) and a nice pink bra. I thought he was going to cream his pants just thinking about wearing his sexy outfit under his jeans. He felt no shame as he entered the Glory Hole, immediately took a cock in his mouth, and sucked on it like it was the cure for cancer and he had a throat tumor.

When he felt strong hands behind him, pulling those lil’ panties over his ass, getting ready to pound that back door pussy, he practically screamed with joy, begging to feel a stranger’s huge cock ream his ass.

I couldn’t resist giggling as he begged for more cock, begged to have his man pussy fucked, squealing and screeching each time that cock plunged deeper into his slut hole! He didn’t even pretend this was forced-bi. No, there was no hem-hawing on his part– he went right into begging for those throbbing cocks to shoot their nasty loads up his ass pussy and into his hungry mouth. What a man-slut! He had the desire to please, to put the “glory” back in Glory Hole.

I thought for sure he would have been tired after the anal banging trip I took him on, but apparently he has no discipline. Even after our adventure, he was craving the cock so much that he called My recording again! LOL!

I bet he can’t wait until his next adventure.

Well, in the meantime, he can amuse his cock cravings with My recording on Niteflirt.

I know you cock lovers are out there, just drooling over the thought of sucking cock and getting ass-banged for My pleasure. You bunch of sissy man-whores do love your cock sucking assignments. *hehe*

Give Me a call the next time you want to go; I’ll have you doing things that will make even you blush!

Oh, and be sure to beg, moan, and squeal. I love it! LOL!!

“Discipline gives total freedom;
it allows you to go beyond your limitations, to break through boundaries and reach the highest goal. The path to discipline will not only save a person’s life, it will also give it meaning. How? By introducing him to deeper joys and deeper longings, by creating a silence in which the whisper of the heart can be heard. Truly, discipline is the road to liberation.”
–Gurumayi Chidvilasananda

That quote is very close to My heart today and has been on My mind since last night, for a few reasons.

Over the weekend, I gave someone instructions on something I did *not* want him to do. He was having dinner with his ex-girlfriend and was given the task of fooling around with her a bit but not actually having intercourse (that’s the short of it). Well, dumbed-down by Stoli, Dewar’s, and intense physical need ( ) he did go all the way. Of course. *lol*

The point of My request was not necessarily to deny him the pleasure of his ex-girlfriend’s pleasure zones; no, it was a task based on denial, discipline, and stamina. He knows the reasons.

Well, he freely admitted to Me that he not only slept with her that night, but also the next day. Actually, he didn’t make it home until almost 3 in the afternoon. I have to admit — he sounded quite rejuvenated by the experience. I think it was the only conversation we’ve had where I did not have to tell him to speak up.

I’ve put him through the wringer over the last few weeks, so I wasn’t surprised he gave in so easily. I half-way expected it to happen, although I was a little disappointed that his discipline was weakened by alcohol, desire, and well, the allure of being able to fuck a live human.

It was quite amusing to hear him recount the tale, so proudly I might add. I think he was biting at the bit to tell Me about it, and took pride in the way he made her body react under his touch. He thanked Me, even gave Me credit. He’s been on a short leash (sexually speaking), has done *everything* I have asked him to do, and honestly, he was repentant enough. He even offered a gift to Me to make up for his disobedience. It was a sweet little token, and between that and his explanation of what happened, I was satisfied enough to move on and let him tell me about his glorious evening of caviar, cocktails, and pussy.

Yes, he lost his discipline, and we may have to go back to square one in some areas, to start over, to test him a bit but he regained his self-respect in many ways. He and I both know that what happened was not necessarily a bad thing, and we know why. I’m very interested to see where it leads, to see if he falls back into the same traps with her.

Let me add a disclaimer: If this were any other of My guys, My reaction would have been quite different. Each of My guys are different, they have their own personalities and are not carbon copies of one another. They have different needs, different methods of discipline and control that work with them, and as such, I treat each of them according to what method I see fit and what works best for us. In other words, don’t try this at home. You may not get off *ahem* as easily as he did.

Back to discipline.

And let’s throw in respect while we’re at it.

A certain someone has disappointed Me greatly. He knows why, but I don’t think he knows how to fix it, or if he even has the desire to do so right now. I don’t even know if I want him to fix it. At this point, leaving the issue alone is probably best. But I’m not finished.

Caught up in his own little world, he neglected a very specific, very easy request. This is not uncommon for him, as he does have the tendency to get bratty and petulant. It’s very unbecoming for man of his age, or any man for that matter, but that doesn’t stop him. Gut-punching him seems to work at times, and he knows if I make a threat, I’ll follow through. He must enjoy suffering.

Anyway — If he doesn’t get his shit together soon, things are going to change. Drastically.

Lack of discipline, lack of respect, ignoring requests — I see!!

Fare thee well on your trip “B”. I am very upset with you. And yes, when you return, I will still be upset. Shame on you. You’re lucky I don’t initiate a retroactive punishment for last week.

“But I am so humiliated, Ms. Nicole!”

I can’t tell you how many times I have heard those words.

I usually hear it after a particularly entertaining task I’ve had someone perform, and more often than not, that wonderful phrase is blurted out after one of my boys is left breathless and shocked, his wilted cock in his hand, his mind confused.

“What the hell did She just make me do?”, they think to themselves, then shortly confess to Me that they had no idea “it” was coming, and they can’t believe they did “that”. (at that point, I take a grain of salt )

“Yet, you did it” I reply, laughing, “and happily so!” :wicked:

“Yeah.” (at this point I might even get a sigh or a giggle)

I might prod them a bit, get the dirty little details of *why* they feel so humiliated and *why* they did what they did knowing how it would make them feel. For most men, the reasons are obvious , but for others, they don’t even know why. It’s good to get them to see their own motives. Through My questions and from their answers, I get a little laugh and they get a little insight. And yes, sometimes even I am surprised at what I hear. I do love to explore men’s minds. It’s interesting in there, and somewhat humorous.

What is it about humiliation that I enjoy? Briefly– I enjoy watching the pride drop away. I enjoy coaxing a man into an act which –quite possibly–he has never even heard of. I enjoy hearing the resistance in his voice go from a possible “no” to watching/hearing him perform the act, to giving in to Me, and to possibly taking him on a journey which could lead to his absolute submission and a complete and total power exchange. I enjoy the conversation that comes before, during, and most of all, after the act.

Verbal humiliation and physical humiliation hold equal weight with Me, though it does depend on My subject. Since humiliation is somewhat subjective, each situation must be independently judged.

The act is (as wiki put it) just a means to an end — they get personal shame and embarrassment and I get a big smile on My face. Resistors are bonus points for Me. In the end, they always give in.

So why do guys do things they know will hugely embarrass them and make them feel ashamed? Do we really want to read that much today? Remember — The will is in there, somewhere. I can dig around and bring it out, find that one thing to push their button(s). Sure, they just do it to make Me happy, and whatever “it” is, they’ll continue to do it until I move on to something a lot more entertaining, or… they move on.

But…

Whatever happens, it is two-sided. Though they may be genuinely humiliated, they got “theirs”, too, right? But at what cost? Though the cost to them may be great, the rewards can be even greater. And for Me? Having so much control over someone, enough to make them do something that may have been unimaginable to them before, is a huge responsibility and yes, a ton of fun. But watching a guy give in to something, knowing that he is taking these steps to not only fill his own needs, but also to please Me, is a wonderful thing.

Even utter humiliation and degradation can be fulfilling…especially when it makes Me happy.

I have many more thoughts on this, but that’s for another day.

Check out My “Laughing At You” page. I’ll be updating it soon with pictures from my guys, showcasing the silly antics they pull just to make Me smile.

Whether it be an assignment, a punishment, discipline, or just something to amuse Me, it’s pretty funny the lengths some men will go to in order to serve and please a Dominant Woman.

Their minds and cocks are so connected, it’s really easy to control them, to manipulate them into doing exactly what I want. Of course, they are definitely more interested in their cocks than I am, but it’s so much fun to make them do humiliating things and beg Me to let them go even deeper into their submission.

I have some awesome fetish pics, too, but those will have to wait. I’m going to make a password protected area for those, since I’ll have to verify age.

For now, amuse yourself with the pics I do have up.

I’ll also add some pics of gifts I have received, but it’s late and I’m going to bed, so actually… look for the pics tomorrow.