Elysia Durand

As you can see, I have installed the payment buttons for the picture galleries. The old ones have been removed from my listings on Niteflirt so there should be no more problems. If there are, you may email me and I will take care of you. I also added a Private Message area for one of my slaves. Seems he can no longer have the privacy of his own email or save those special pictures I give him. This way, he can always have everything including instructions for the week at his finger tips.

I have been collecting quite the devotee’s. My obedient Robot, John, may soon earn his own message area as well. He can’t help but obey me and I will not let him forget it. I also spoke to a new phone sex caller as well. He told me how much he loved watching his S.O. get fucked by another man and how hot it made him. I’m looking forward to hearing more from Ron soon. Seems cuckolds are in heat this season. LOL.

However they are alone. I had a interesting Sissy call me. I was told he had spoken to several Mistresses and just couldn’t quite get over the “hump”. The hump being his insatiable need to suck cock. He knows what he is and what he wants but struggled against the social prejudices and homophilia. We spent some time discussing things and I gave him a few small tasks to achieve. ~smiles~ My pretty princess is now sucking cock like a professional slut and loving every minute of it. I will be viewing my little sissy on cam soon to make sure she is doing a good job. Her training is on going.

Ms Elysia

Well my darlings, I have finally gotten all the galleries loaded as they should be. I hate changing things because it’s inevitable that one will forget something. Anyway, they are all set and ready to go. I will be adding the pay buttons for NF as soon as I can. In the mean time, you can always ask me to send you the pay-to-view email so you can get access to the gallery of your choice.

Lady Elysia

Phone sex is a marvelous thing and I for one, tend to build relationships with some of my more regular clients. By that I mean we share more than just the sexual fantasies. I listen to problems and get to know them on a deeper level. I hear about their jobs, family, lovers, stresses and joys. In exchange, I give them a more personal side to me as well.

I have always known that phone sex callers come and go. It’s the nature of the beast. Those who don’t really get too involved other than the sexual part of it may get bored and move on to try new flavors. Phone sex is like Baskin Robbins. You never have to settle for just one flavor. But those that do, come back and a bond slowly builds over time. I’m not talking physical meeting or dating but on a mental level. It’s harder.

Making love is a physical act that takes no more than 10 to 30 minutes in actuality. But learning about someone and appreciating them takes much longer. I’m a bit sad today. One of those special people has been with me for over 3 years and talks to me 3 to 4 times a week. When I met him, he was out of a relationship and needing to find true love. Then he met his girl and through it all, we talked about it and still had our fun on the phone. Today we said goodbye. He loves her so much and knows he needed to let this part of his life go. I totally understand and wish him all the best. Yet and unexpectedly, I feel unhappy. Not because I lost an income but because I lost a friend. He is not strong enough to talk to me without needing his phone sex too. So it has to be a clean break. It is very much like breaking up and it hurts.

I know it will pass and it’s the risk you take letting people “In”. While it breaks my heart, I wouldn’t trade it for the world. I will miss him and I wish him all the best. It’s the downside of being connected.

Elysia

How is a Mistress suppose to reward those slaves that do well by her? That’s very simple, acknowledge them. You see, I have a very loyal, obedient robot named John. He loves to obey and can’t help himself. I do enjoy his phone sex calls so much and he ALWAYS leaves a tribute to me. Hearing him stroke, breathe, breathlessly plead to cum for me; makes me want to own him more and more. You are a good boy John.


Lady E

There are days I simply can not bring myself to write. That’s not to say I’m not busy but just that words don’t flow smoothly enough for me to put them to paper. Then there are days, like today, that my mind is a whirl and I must.


I have been thinking about a few of my callers lately. You all have heard about them at one point or another and there are some new names too. I will start with my dear boy robbie. You remember him don’t you? My on again off again boy toy. LOL. I think he has finally reconciled it in his mind that there is no way out. He is mine. We played again yesterday. We play often in any given week. My tormenting him until he is so desperate he has no control. Well yesterday, I not only watched him on cam, I did a google earth search on him. Right up to his front door. By the way robbie…need to touch up the paint on the trim of your house. It was as if I was standing on the sidewalk righ in front of his place. It added a bit of excitement to the phone sex call as he now knows I can find him. Keep in mind, he is in another country and very doubtful I would travel. But the idea of it was there. And I heard it in his voice as he stroked and paid for the pleasure. Each tidbit of info I get, seals his fate more and more. ~smiles~ Who owns you robbie?


I also have my obedient puppet John. He will do anything he is told to do because he must. He can’t help himself. He is like a robot under my control. A flick of my chromed nail across his skin and his flesh quivers. MMmm…I love hearing him moan and beg to cum for me. Yes John, my obedient robot, you are mine as well!

I will tell you about the others later.

Lade Elysia

It never ceases to amaze me just how an addiction can be so entrapping. Let’s not discuss drugs and alcohol as those have their own issues. I’m talking sex…and not even orgasm. Just the need to “want” something so bad, it can cause one to go crazy.

I suppose that many unrequited lovers suffer the same fate.  The horrible pang they must feel with the deep seated need to be satified by the simplest tokens of hope.  Those that feel the tug on the heart are the worst and I feel for them.  However, my boy Robbie has a “tug” in a totally different place.  LOL

You see, he is helpless.  He has left, returned, left, returned, left again…returned again; all of which I fully expected.  He is addicted to me.  He may try to pull away…but I fear his bungy cord won’t allow it.  Since his return, he was only to call me for one short period of time a month.  No pun intended but when his GF is out of commission, he wanted to come to me only then.

Really?  I don’t think so.  And so today my pet called me, desperate for my attention.  He paid dearly for it too.  Financially satisfying my desire to shop and his desire to stroke.  Alas, he is not allowed to cum yet.  No no no…tomorrow we have round 2.  He will have to earn his orgasm but not before he can pleasure me.  Not before he can tire out my own needs.  ~smiles slowly~  And if and when I recover…then maybe, I will use my boy well and he may even be allowed to cum. 

We will see in time…

Lady Elysia

My last post, a mere 18 days ago spoke of my pet deciding to leave and focus more on his personal relationship. I’m sure you all recall. I removed his personal page, his pictures and everything else he asked to better insure his success. ~laughs~

That event happened on a Saturday. We spent some time in session and then after, he told me of his need to move on. Now a couple things happened for him then. First, after 3 years of diligence, he left is agenda opened and was found out by his significant other! He sent me a final email on Monday, assuring me that he would not be contacting me again and deleted his email address. ~shrugs~

I sat back and watched…waiting to see and then there it was; another email. No..not one, but a couple, begging me to take him back. He spoke of how he couldn’t resisit, how he was addicted to me, my voice and his need. ~chuckles~ How weak he has become. Unable to stay away. I have always known I own his cock and the rest of him too. Sooner or later, he will stop trying to escape.

So my dear boytoy Robbie is back. He asked to be restricted to one week a month. Seriously, do you think he will be able to keep to that? I don’t. He has already shown me how often he needs to talk to me. Welcome Back my sexy slave! LOL

Lady Elysia

My boy toy Robbie has decided it’s time to move on. He has a life he wishes to devote more time to and I truly can appreciate that.  He has been calling me for over 3 years now consistantly.  He started out as a straight sex caller and moved on to one of my most open and willing slaves.  Sometimes parting is bitter sweet and yet it’s a good thing too. I wish nothing but the best for him and we will remain on friendly terms although he will need time away from contacting me because it’s too tempting to fall back into the pleasures.


I’m going to remove his page per his request because he says reading it may tempt him to return. I feel however that removing any posts on the central blog sections is like altering history and not sure I wish to do that yet. I will think about it some more. Robbie was a good source of information for those who may be seeking similar sessions and he answers many questions others may have. For now I will leave his central posts, remove his pictures and think about this some more. I will miss him and yet, I’m glad he is happy and doing well for himself now.


Elysia

My Mistress told me to create a playing agenda for us, showing when I am available for Her or not . By doing that, it gives me a feeling that I am really her sex toy to play with; Her property. And I have many times asked Her she need to give me the feeling she owns me. Well this weekend I got what I was barking for. She knew my girlfriend was away whole weekend with a friend and I filled in available for the whole weekend. Unfortunately I wasn’t really available Friday and Saturday since I went out with friends as well. When I finally IM-ed her on my Saturday late nigh being a bit drunk from going out. She was still nice. She even ordered me to go to bed because I was too tired. However she told me I should call her directly when I would wake up. I told her I was a bit afraid because I know my girlfriend wants to have sex after her weekend away. Mistress Elysia told me I should have thought about that before and she expected a call in the morning.


Of course I woke up with a stiff cock and couldn’t resist calling Her. This time she told me she didn’t care about my girlfriend getting anything or not. After teasing me and edging me many times it was time to cum for Her. I tried to hold back and begged Her to stop but she even commanded me to stroke faster and faster till I exploded. I didn’t have sex for some days and didn’t orgasmed either myself. And of course my Mistress knew this as well. So instead of giving me a break she just commanded me to continue stroking after cumming. You have to know the head is than very sensitive. She easily made me cum a second time. Arghh I just couldn’t resist!


I knew by then that i had to eat a lot of eggs and peanut butter so I don’t need to pretend with my girlfriend later that evening. But this time it was not enough for my Mistress when i tried teasing a bit back during a second call saying I think I could still perform later tonight she made me stroke again and despite begging her to stop she made me squirm again and she told me about a dry orgasm. Interested as I always am I asked Her what that was. Stupid, stupid, stupid! She made me stroke again. My purple head sensitive as hell!!! I got my 4th orgasm!!! However without any fluid. My balls were already drained completely empty!! I was shaking all over my body. This time was so intense that I almost fainted. I just couldn’t believe it what I just done.


After eating at least eight eggs as breakfast en some sandwiched with peanut butter, I thought I was ready for my girlfriend later tonight. How could I be so wrong? My Mistress thought I needed I real lesson to find out who really owns that cock. Well, I learned!! she contacted me again just 1,5 hour before my girlfriend would arrive. She wanted to find out if I could cum again!!! She directly ordered me to stroke and I was not allowed to stop. She used her sexy dominating voice and put a good fantasy in my head. Telling me “This is what you really want isn’t it? Don’t you just love stroking for me? Tell me Robbie honestly just don’t you think I deserve your sperm more than your girlfriend? Who is owning that cock of yours? Why is that cock of you always hard for me? Tell me Robbie? To whom do you belong!!!???” I just couldn’t resist anymore. and while I shouted ” Mistress Elysia Durand owns my fucking ass, my cock, my soul, my sperm, my everything!!!!” I came a 5th time on the same day.


I am just writing this with very very empty balls and I have to pick up my girlfriend from the airport within 15 minutes. And I know for sure now that my balls belong to someone else from now on. Mistress Elysia thank you for owning me and taking care of me.


Robbie