Don’t get me wrong–I’m not saying that I don’t enjoy it. That would be totally untrue. I absolutely love being a Domme and having submissive boys just falling all over themselves to serve me. I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.
On the other hand, there are times when a girl just wants to sit back, relax, and forget about all the responsibility that comes with owning a stable of submissives. But because I could never truthfully forget about my darling slave boys, I don’t mind letting you tag along on my brief brain vacation, so long as you can do something to help with my relaxation.
Body worship fans? That’s your cue to come running out onstage. 😉
I would love to lie back in my favorite chair with my Mp3 earbuds in and a tropical drink in my hand while a foot fetishist worshipped my sexy size 10 feet. I think that would be absolutely glorious. Happy music, a good drink, and a foot massage (among other things)? Can you think of anything that would be a nicer getaway for a couple of hours? I know I sure can’t.
Of course, if my little footboy did a good job, he wouldn’t have to stop at worshipping my feet. If he were able to put me in the right frame of mind, I expect I would be more than willing to let him work his way up my legs nice and slow…and possibly on up to my ass or other areas as well.
Do you think you’d be up for the task? Why not call Miss Lucy up, and let’s find out?
My younger years through age 33, I put myself to sleep with a unique sort of lullaby. No sooner would my head hit the pillow before I would start imagining scenarios that included surrender of control and receiving pain to and by a man or multiple men. It wouldn’t be until I was about 30 years old until I realized just what these fantasies meant.
As a young adult, a friend gave me a copy of Story of O for my birthday. I read the back cover and a few pages one evening and called her up the next day asking, “Why did you give me this book?” She said, simply, “You are submissive.” Years would pass with little more than a bit of dabbling in online chat before I would explore my submissive side.
First there was D. He lived many miles away from me. We had a brief encounter; my first
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involving pain. Then there was P, who helped me explore humiliation, pleasure, pain and rope. I may write stories about them at another time. I will start with Mister and Miss, two people I spent three months with just beginning to learn where I fall sexually and romantically as polyamorous, a service submissive and a masochist.
Mister identifies as a sadist and Miss is his submissive who identifies as a switch. We formed a triad relationship for a whirlwind three months. I followed Mister and Miss’ orders in all things, but as Mister’s submissive, I deferred to him above all.
When it comes to service submission, this was the very best of times for me. Mister, no question, got the best of me to date. I have since become not as quick and happy to serve others and believe this is a good thing because it is very important for a submissive to give to those most deserving of his or her service. I had to learn this at some point.
I kept Mister’s house clean, ironed and laundered his clothing, cooked for him and when he cooked, I chopped things, kept up with the dishes and fetched what he needed to prepare his meals. When he hosted parties, which was on a nearly weekly basis, I was made to dress in a bra, apron, panties and heels. I would serve and care for his guests. Through it all, my panties (the few times I wore them) remained absolutely soaked. Mister
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had rules for me: unless given permission, I did not use furniture, I was naked in his home and I only ever called him Mister or Sir. Days in which I was not with him, I would text a picture of what I was wearing for the day in the morning and a naughty picture in the evening. I was required to wear an anal plug ten hours a week, spread out however I liked. I got credit for double time if I wore the plug while at work (at the time I worked in an office). I was permitted five orgasms a week, when not with him, but I needed to ask his permission before having these orgasms. I could date and play with others, but I had to ask permission and have discussion with Mister before doing so.
I loved the rules, the structure, giving him control and serving him. I craved receiving pain for him. I have not, before or since, felt the delicious fear I felt when playing with Mister. For the entirety of the three months with Mister, my pussy was a gushing faucet.
I have long thought of myself as the type of phone sex and webcam girl who has a gift for getting into her caller’s fetishes and favorite role plays, whatever they may be. I have a keen interest in all things sex, with a short list of limits and boundaries. I have been doing phone sex for over a decade now. I had an out of the ordinary set of kinks even before I started and found that it has only expanded since I started taking calls via my phone sex line. One of those additions to my phone sex repertoire, is foot fetish play.
My interest in feet goes back to my very early days as a phone girl. A somewhat submissive, mainly foot fetishist caller of mine taught me exactly how to please him with my bare feet. I would talk about my long toes, the scent of my feet, my arches, heels and toes. I would tell him when my last pedicure was and what color my toe nails were. I have rather big feet for a girl (size ten) and he liked hearing exactly how I would cover his face with them, smothering him with the scent. We talked about my feet while I instructed him on how to stroke himself. I would get him to the edge of orgasm and when he started to beg for release, I would make him slow down and wait. His sighs and whimpers caused me to giggle with joy and I would reward the weakness I caused in him with more talk about toe sucking.
Fast forward to my first year doing cam shows and I soon become acquainted with a now long-time caller, ADoc. ADoc likes clear or pink colored, well pedicured feet covered in sheer stockings. He likes seeing my eyes and hearing me nearly purr as I coax him to worship my pretty feet. I slip into a playful, dominant-like mode with ADoc, “Kiss my pretty feet, ADoc. Worship them. I want to smother you with my feet while you take in the scent of my heels…” ADoc is rather shy, or at least he is quiet on our calls. Every so often, I say the right phrase that causes him to make excited little sounds; moans, sighs and whimpers. The sounds I crave from my callers. The noises that, regardless of the subject of the call, send signals through my body and cause me to become wet and excited.
I like teasing ADoc. Two weeks ago, a girlfriend and I got pedicures. I picked a pale purple-pinkish colored nail polish and sent him pictures while the polish dried. My girlfriend and I giggled at ADoc’s responses, especially when he wrote in all caps. After our pedicures, we went to the mall and I told ADoc I would buy some stockings. I bought black, white and candlelight- all on the sheer side. When I got home, I took a bunch of sexy photos of my nylon-covered feet, knowing it would be a turn on for him. Being able to tease ADoc with my feet arouses me immensely and makes for hot times when we play.
Are you a foot fetishist? Whether you like sexy talk only, webcam or a combination of both, I encourage you to contact me! Bookmark me as I plan to post feet pics soon!
Hi there, guys! Let’s talk a little bit today about BDSM, shall we?
I should go ahead and tell you that I’m a switch. That means I’m neither totally dominant or totally submissive. I can go either way, depending on the general vibe that I get from my partner. Once I start leaning in a certain direction, though, you can count on me being totally submissive or totally dominant in that scene with that partner. I’m not the type of girl to do things in half measures!
Truthfully, I find myself leaning more and more to the submissive end of the spectrum nowadays. The right kind of dominant can turn my head and leave me longing to kneel at his feet.
I have long felt the call to be on my knees. I love when that type of man calls me for phone sex or webcam shows!
Pretty nice, huh?
Talking to real dominant men on the phone is always great fun. I especially enjoy it when they slowly lead me down the path from mild to wild. It can be humiliation, pain play, or a combination of both. When I make up my mind to submit to someone, that means that I am up for pretty much anything he (or she) can throw at me.
But there is one thing that’s even more fun than regular submissive calls, and that’s submissive cam sessions! I love doing things that my Dom/mes tell me to do, so if they can watch me as I do them, then that makes the whole experience that much more intense.
Are you interested in a submissive phone sex call or webcam show? I would love to make it happen for you. Why not give Lusty Lucy a call after checking out all the ways to play!
Hey guys! I’m ready to take your calls for filthy phone sex and adult webcam shows! Call me at 650-479-5829. I update my schedule daily, so you will know the best times to try me.
Wouldn’t you like to jack off to my voice or, even better, watch me get off with you? 😉
There are so many fun things I will be adding to my blog; information on the kinds of naughty and nasty things we can do when we play (more detailed information than what is listed here, I mean), packs of hot pics and maybe even some videos and voice recordings for purchase at my store, as well as posts here on my blog. I love writing about my kinky lifestyle, my favorite fantasies and some of the calls I get (don’t worry, I will always ask your permission before posting about our time together).
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Sometimes, being a Femdom Mistress is hard work.
0 feet. I think that would be absolutely glorious. Happy music, a good drink, and a foot massage (among other things)? Can you think of anything that would be a nicer getaway for a couple of hours? I know I sure can’t.
