September 13th, 2008 by Joanna

My cuckolded husband Jim has been getting a little antsy lately. He’s been giving me a lot of wistful, puppy-dog eyes. I thought I even heard him whimper one morning, as he was gazing over at me! Usually when he gets like this, it lets me know that he’s majorly horny, and he’s going to blow a gasket if I don’t allow him to masturbate.

So, I bet you’re wondering, how do I get him past these times? Why, I allow him to watch me masturbate instead. This simple act teaches him CHASTITY THROUGH ENDURANCE. By making him watch me very deliberately lick my finger, or pour lubricant on my finger, proceed to stroke my wanton hot slit, and work myself up to ecstasy, this teaches him to ignore the pressure in his ball sack. That is key for my cuckold training. No matter how much the husband’s nuts are aching, red, and dying for a release, it’s a mute point. There is no release until and unless I say so, and it’s that simple.

However, maybe your cuckoldress has a different plan of attack. Maybe your mistress or goddess incorporates different strategies, such as allowing you to have a release with the phonesex cuckoldress of your choice. We already know that choosing me was the right chose, so why don’t pick up that phone, and thank your cuckoldress at home for her generosity. Then, while you’re at it, you can thank your Niteflirt cuckoldress by clicking the tribute button for her time and effort on you. Just a thought.

July 11th, 2008 by Joanna

When’s the last time you had the opportunity to test your gag reflex muscles in the back of your throat? How might you go about that, you ask?

Glad you did ask, because I’m going to give you explicit instructions! What you need to do is pick up the phone, call my Niteflirt line, and wait your turn to be selected as one of my fluffer boy slaves. Make sure you have a tall glass of water, a dildo would be nice, and something to lubricate those lips. I intend to make sure your oral opening is flexible, pliant, and has endurance.

You see, you need to be able to withstand the girth that my black studs provide. You need to be able to get them nice, and brick hard for me. I want those dicks to be like cement, when they get buried into my juicy slit.

So, that means I need to know you are up to the task, no matter how long it takes, no matter how much it chokes and hurts. I except no excuses, so if you’re too much of a sissy bitch, well, I’ll be the judge of that, but don’t think you can skimp out on me. A hard cock never lies, and that is what will let me know if you are a worthy, class-A, royal, fluffer slut.

June 2nd, 2008 by admin

My cuckold hubbie heard me complaining one day last week about my boredom. I mean, I appreciate all the lavishing from my slaves, and my studs, but sometimes this wanton Cuckold Queen needs something, or rather someone new. That’s when my husband, who loves nothing more in the world, than to see me being satisfied, did his part in bringing me some new meat to chew up and toss out. Now I know hubby meant well, but it turns out that what he brought me were the most pansy-assed sissy sluts I’ve seen in a LONG time. They giggled with nervous excitement and envy; they kept complimenting my obvious beauty. I took one long glare at them, rolled my eyes, and walked off letting my husband know that his attempt was sweet, but what the fuck was I supposed to do with these sniffling losers? I guess I could put them on rotation with the other fluffer boys; one in particular has nice, full, plump dick sucking lips, and could probably suction out a creampie quite nicely. On second thought, I think I’ll be giving these new recruits a chance in my world? Want to see how they do? Give me a call to find out.