Tease and Denial Goddess, Dominatrix Amanda

When last I wrote here, a dominatrix phone sex call had interrupted my conversation with the lovely Domina Amanda. I decided to use that as a logical point to pause in the telling of this story, even though we did speak more that night after her phone sex call was done (she did mention in passing to me that the call was a cruel tease and denial session ending in a very abrupt and cold orgasm denial as she announced “I‘ve had enough fun with you, you‘re done for tonight“ and hung up the phone on him. Hearing her talk about it was a cruel tease for me too, which is probably the reason she told me).

I didn’t have to remind her where we left off, she picked up the story as if we had only stopped speaking a moment, and told me more about the BDSM party, the lesbian pain slut she was whipping, and the intriguing dominatrix who stepped up to join them.

This BDSM story’s progress so far - we were in Manhattan at a private dungeon, an exclusive invite only event catering only to the serious minded, and tolerating only female domination. Our beautifully cruel Dominatrix Amanda was enjoying a bound pain slut when another equally cruel dominatrix joined them. Neither domina had spoken a word to the other yet, and the lesbian slave was helplessly trapped between them.

The slut was tied to a St. Andrew’s Cross, and Domina Amanda was using a short leather whip on the back of her legs, while her soon-to-be friend was using her fingernails to tease the tightly bound body of the helpless female slave. They did this together for around a half hour, still not speaking even as much as an introduction to one another. They just silently went about tormenting the lucky girl, driving her to repeated orgasm in her masochistic euphoria, while exchanging smiles and nods of approval.

After they were done with the pain slut they proceeded to spend the rest of the night at the BDSM party together, moving from room to room, slave to slave, victim to victim. Domina Amanda stalked the halls with leather whip constantly in hand, trading the earlier flicker whip for a variety of other options “as fit [her] mood”, while her new found dominatrix friend preferred to use her leather gloved hands to claw and pull, caress and tease, spank and twist. She says that at first they didn’t speak, instead sharing thoughts only with their eyes in a way that was very sexy and intimate. It was at least 2 hours after they had first met that words were finally exchanged, and then only to make basic introductions, before kissing each other deeply - “[Domina Amanda - ] And she was a damn good kisser. I’m very aggressive when it comes to sex and for that matter any intimacy in general. That doesn’t mean I can’t be a gentle tease ~laughs~, it’s just that my preference is for the kind of rough sex that consumes those involved. We kissed each other as if there were not a single person there, and then again, as if we were the two everyone else wished they were with… which I have no doubt was the case.”

Being a femdom party, the dungeon was inhabited mostly by women - with a high proportion of fetish attired dominatrix guests. The slaves were a mix of personally owned pets set to serve, some fetish models and professionals - about 2 to 1, female to male. There was one special case in this, a male slave who had been put on open use by his owner to signify his crossing the line between casual BDSM and serious femdom slavery - “[Domina Amanda - ] He was young… maybe 22, but with a teenage face. He had already experienced forced bisexuality that night… it was the demand his new dominatrix owner put upon him to prove the sincerity of his want to be truly owned. She had left him bound over a bench in the middle of one of the larger rooms… his ass still leaking cum - another male sex slave had been ordered to fuck him in front of everyone - ~laughs~ no orgasm denial there that is for sure, that stud must have dumped a half cup in him… his ass just kept dripping more. When we got to him his cock was very hard, and a sight like that screams tease and denial to me, so we spent a good hour toying with his cock and balls… sometimes cruel and rough, sometimes just a soft tease to drive him really wild… but we felt the right of release was that of his new dominatrix owner only tonight, regardless of the party‘s protocols… and so our time with him ended in orgasm denial… as such things usually do at femdom BDSM events ~laughs~.”

They ended the night by returning to tease the female slave they had originally met over - [Domina Amanda - ] I took up that cute little flicker whip again and really went off on her. She had been hanging there all night, so I had to bring the slut around and prepare her for the four foot single tail that we intended to finish her with. She still had energy to cry out in pleasure and pain as that long leather whip ran along her back and ass. She collapsed in the end… nothing new for her, she really got into this shit wonderfully. We both played with her pussy as she hung there, giving her an orgasm in that nice way as a reward for bringing the two of us together.”

“You see, I’m not always about tease and denial… that’s an unfair accusation that has been wrongfully pointed at me ~laughs~. Strict orgasm control, yes… nasty, sexy tease, yes… ruthlessly selfish domination sex, hell yes… but not always denial.”

This seems like a good place to pause in this story. More of this dominatrix tale will come soon, as Domina Amanda told me much more about this episode in her life than I have written here so far. Next we get into the experiences of the two together in the BDSM community, and how Domina Amanda first got seriously involved in professional female domination.

And you can always read more about this beautifully cruel dominatrix in her Femdom Diary - Tease and Denial

Also - those interested in listening to Domina Amanda tell her own BDSM stories and fantasies should check out - Erotic Audio Stories

(Took me a couple days longer than I anticipated, but picking up where I last left off - )

Part Two

Domina Amanda said this to me about the femdom party at which she first met the dominatrix who was to become her close friend - “[the pain slut] was one of the ‘fetish toys’ there that night - one of the girls that was tied up for general use. Of course limits existed but at these parties there would be a bunch of slaves - some just serving, others tied up and available for play. Since these femdom parties were invite only you knew everyone was going to be cool, and so the slaves would have a variety of people work on them throughout the night - all dominant women of course, all serious about the BDSM community - pure femdom. Sometimes in groups, and sometimes longer, individual sessions… but the slaves would be helpless there, just open to whatever the female guests wanted. Denial would not be an option to them though once started… preset limits existed as a house rule, but once you went in as a slave you would be expected to perform within those rules… as was each dominant. Slaves could orgasm with the permission of the dominatrix controlling them at the moment, and forms of bondage sex did occur. Most enjoyed seeing the female slaves orgasm as often as possible… but for the male slaves it was tease and denial more than allowed release.”

(While the domination portion of these parties was totally female, the slaves were a mix of sexes, including some shemales and feminized bisexual males.)

Domina Amanda continued with - “[the pain slut] loved the whip… I mean, she would get wet from just seeing you hold a whip that she knew was going to be used on her soon… easy to bring her to orgasm with one… whip, cat, flogger, crop, just so long as it was leather - she had a real serious fetish for leather, also in clothing - and since I love them all too, but from the female domination side ~laughs~, much of my time that night was spent with her ~laughs~. And she knew how I was with one… I get this intense look in my eyes ~grinz nasty~, so she was damn happy when she first saw me standing behind her, whip in hand… she was like half way to orgasm before I’d really done anything more than tease her a little… ~laughs~ such a greedy pain slut. And us together always made for an intense lesbian domination session… I will tell you more of her in the future, she’s the kind of stuff that the best BDSM stories are made of ~laughs~ and I’ve kept in touch with her through the years so more stories are sure to be in the making. She‘s also great to play very evil orgasm denial games with because when she gets worked up she totally loses herself in her need. I‘ve seen her beg almost hysterically when she’s on the verge of orgasm but not allowed to cum. Orgasm denial was more painful to her than a long single tail… beautifully so ~grinz~.”

And then this about how she met her soon to be close friend - “[the pain slut] was tied to a wooden St. Andrew’s Cross (the whole party was setup in fine BDSM style with excellent atmosphere)… naked but for the leather hood she loved to wear and a pair of 10 eye Doc Marten’s which looked hot on her when she was stripped like that ~grinz~. I think I was using a simple flicker whip on the back of her legs when this tall female comes up… she’s got a long black skirt on with boots, and a tight black leather jacket zipped halfway up her neck… not all decked up in stereotypical dominatrix gear… rather reserved, but definitely classy and so obviously about femdom that no “uniform” could ever be a necessity. Without pausing, she walks directly to the bound slut… smiling to me as she takes up position on the other side… and with a nod of approval from me, she starts to rake our captive’s back slowly with her long fingernails, not to the point of clawing, but enough to get a reaction… playing a sort of tease and denial with her… softer, then harder… faster, then slower… and we quickly fell into a rhythm together, matching each others movements… whip to nails… complimenting or contrasting as fit the reaction we wanted to get out of the girl. We smiled at each other and just stayed like that, grinning without saying anything, as our little pain slut writhed against the cross…”

At this point we were interrupted by a dominatrix phone sex call she received, so I will pause things here. Future BDSM stories I will probably break up in this way, reflecting how the narrative was received. More in my next post).

I am lucky to be able to talk to Domina Amanda often, best of all when we have a tease and denial phone sex session together, as I think you can guess , my fetish is all too obvious. But we don’t always speak on the phone. Usually we talk in IMs and Chat when she’s not too busy and she chooses to allow her slaves to enjoy her company. At these times the conversations are no less stimulating than a dominatrix phone sex call - what conversation with Domina Amanda would not be stimulating? Sometimes we talk of BDSM, and other times about life as a whole. The talks I enjoy the most are those dealing with the femdom stories of her life and approach to BDSM, both because she has so much experience, and she speaks in such a blunt, dominant manner.

I try not to be annoying with questions, but since Domina Amanda’s diary includes so many personal thoughts about herself and her relationships, along with her take on BDSM and female domination, I always end up wanting to know more. When we’re on the phone together I don’t ask many questions, I just shut up and the Tease and Denial Goddess rules me. But when she allows me to talk with her online I usually end up asking her about the world of BDSM as she has lived it.

My particular interest is in the stories she tells about the people she has met in her life and been involved with. Obviously also, what she says about her personal experiences in the femdom community, her BDSM stories as a whole, and the side comments she makes about things she has done which, by the way, end up being such a tease since she intentionally leaves you wanting to know more (I’ve mentioned this to her playfully and she just laughs saying, “good, you boys are too curious as it is, a little denial helps keep you in line… and when that isn’t enough, there is always a whip and a healthy dose of pain ~grinz evil~“).

I was lucky enough to have a few conversations with her not so long ago, when she was online through most of an afternoon into the night. Between the dominatrix phone sex calls she took, we talked about tease and denial (of course lol), how much she enjoys ass worship, favorite aspects of BDSM, and then I started asking her questions about her femdom diary. We spoke about some of her opinions regarding the femdom community, and then about certain BDSM stories she has told of people and things in her past. She shared some very interesting details with me that further develop what she has written in her diary. I asked if I could repeat them here and she said yes, so I plan to take notes when she and I talk, and share what I find out with the rest of you here.

My next post will be the first of a series where she talks more about her early times as a dominatrix.

Domina Amanda has a dominatrix phone sex radio show she is hosting with her friend, the lovely Mistress Alexis. The name of the show - Devilish Tease - comes from how the two of them bring different sexual styles to the program, just as they have different approaches to phone domination. The delightfully sensual Mistress Alexis is a “sensuous tease” while the dangerously beautiful Domina Amanda is the feminine perfection of “devilish denial”. The show is an orgasm waiting to happen.

They both share a love of domination sex in all its femdom forms, especially when it comes to exploiting the men who are lucky enough to be the targets of their attention. Even though they are quite different in some ways, it’s obvious they’re good friends and there have been suggestions that at private times they have been much more (passing comments about Domina Amanda and how much she loves to wear and use strapons, have led to knowing laughs from them both - the sort of feminine laughter that gets a man’s cock hard in seconds with an orgasm crying to be released from his sack and the words “lesbian strapon” dominating his mind).

Both are amazingly erotic examples of female domination - a playful flirt paired with a dark temptress - and their show is a mixed radio program and sex chat where they each discuss their thoughts on what we all want to know most about - hot dominatrix sex, hotter women, BDSM stories and female domination (tease and denial being an obvious personal favorite for me). The chat component allows others to participate by asking questions and adding their own feelings about what is said.

They’ve also done some “How To” and “What does this mean” sessions where they have taught others more about sexuality, femdom, BDSM, and how to get the most out of your sex life (best is when other women are present, asking questions about how to become better lovers and how to dominate their boyfriends through orgasm denial, and a better understanding of their own sexual power over men. It’s so damn hot hearing dominant women teach other girls about domination sex, by sharing their BDSM stories as examples to inspire others).

Even better - after the show the pair are available for private Two Dominatrix phone sex calls at a discounted rate. Having spoken to them both I can say with no reservation that the combination of the two styles of female domination and orgasm denial is amazing, and they play off one another so damn well that even after you cum (if they allow it), you’ll already feel another orgasm building fast in its want to give itself up to the two of them too.

The show starts at 10:30pm Eastern on - Cock Radio
The chat opens at the same time in - Community Kink

Neither location requires any downloads to use, they’re simply Java based programs (no downloads, assuming your computer is Java capable).

The Two Dominatrix phone sex special occurs after that but make sure you get there early or you might wait all night for a chance to serve them (or contact them and make an appointment), and that kind of orgasm denial - the missed opportunity - isn’t near as good as what they have in mind for you.