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Cassie's Confessions

Saturday, March 27, 2004

Working Girls

Check this blog out, Jay sent me an email to exchange links, and of course I said yes. I am all for linking, bookmarking, helping each other out. and,,, well, you know I am all about fucking! ( I just had to add that.... )

Oh,, I have to tell you,, I had the very best birthday so far ! lots of fun, lots of friends, and I got some jewelry, some flowers, and some cock, and lots of licking. SMILES.... you know, i LOVE licking ( giving and receiving... )

yep, it was the best day. mmmmmm,

Strip Club Memories is another cool blog that I just came across tonight.. hmm, sounds like a shot cum all over it, doesn't it.. hehehe,, well, I didnt actually cum across it,,, but I do like it, and maybe you will too. lets see if they want to exchange links too.

mmm, having fun tonight,,,

phone sex cassie

Wednesday, March 24, 2004

Tomorrow is my birthday.

Doesn't that sound exciting? it does to me. I not going to think about being older, oh, and its not that I would be one year older, its only one day older. Each day, one day older than the day before. ( makes sense doesn't it?)

I am not sure whats in store for tomorrow.... I am going to be out with friends for part of the day, and other than that, its going to be a big SURPRISE. hmmmm shopping is a good thing - but I am going to go shopping today.

on another note,, I just have to tell you about last night.. oh, I had the sexiest caller,,, he calls me now and then, and now he says he is going to win my heart and steal me away from everything... sounds good,, very good. but I am not so sure it can be done. lets just say it will take some incredible moves to steal me far away,, but, I am always up for a challenge... and.. he is so incredibly sexy,, oh yeah, makes my nipples hard just looking at his picture, and listening to his sexy voice,, oh yeah,, he gets my attention!

wink wink

had to share that secret with everyone, its exciting isn't it?

kisses licks hugs and sucks

Cassie
1-877-226-9810


Phone Sex

Tuesday, March 23, 2004

I have to share this incredible Feminization story with everyone. It was written for me by one of my faithful cumsluts, and I think you will enjoy it.


Here is my story, Mistress. I hope it pleases you.

To this day I'm still not sure what it is that drew her attention to me.....

One mundane Tuesday after work I popped in to this bar I used to go to for a
few beers and some
wings before I went home to pass out in front of the television.

I had finished my wings and was nursing my fourth Heineken and anticipating
my fifth when I noticed her. She stood out like an Empress at her
Coronation. All eyes were on her, but darted
away when she cast her Imperious gaze in the direction of those eyes. She
sat there, at the middle
of the bar, in the middle of the room, in that tight, short red skirt,
tight, red top, long, raven-black
hair, and sexy, black heels. That skirt showed the most perfect legs
imaginable. Long legs. They were so visibly smooth and perfectly shaped.
Just looking at them made my heart beat like I had just finished running a
marathon. Her lips were lush, full and perfectly done in a red that turned
her
skirt and top into living extensions of her soul. Her eyes were liquid
pools of molten, black glass that transfixed all my attention for what
seemed like hours. Her nails were perfectly sculpted, glossy red. To me
they were the perfect fruits of a jeweler’s many hours of labor on the most
precious gems ever worked. Each jewel a masterpiece of immeasurable value.
You could tell by the way she carried herself that she was the embodiment
of human perfection. Intelligence, beauty, elegance, style and grace, these
were not mere descriptions, but a single state of being that she created and
exuded from every pore, that none have been able to duplicate.

Sitting there beside her, my eyes wanted to dart away too, but I couldn't
have diverted their gaze from her to save my own life. "Put your tongue
back in your mouth and close it. If you want to buy me a drink, I'll have a
Fallen Angel." That's the sentence that changed my life. The first words
she ever spoke to me. I remember being completely dumbfounded. It was all
I could do to nod my acknowledgement to the bar tender. After her drink was
served, we exchanged introductions, mine most certainly was more clumsy and
befuddled than a 12 year old after his first wet dream.

We talked and laughed for a long, long time. We would joke about the others
in the bar around us. We were simultaneously in two worlds. Hers, and
everyone else's. After some time, she told me she was going home with me,
and that she hopes my place was presentable.

We laughed and talked more during the short drive to my apartment, and when
we arrived, she was quick to run her beautiful judging eye over my hovel.
"Passable.... for now," she quipped with a smirk.

It was the single most fantastic night of raw, animalistic fucking anyone
has ever even dared to imagine. When replaying those memories in my head, I
am still overcome by a sense of exhaustion that seeps from the center of my
bones to every cell of every tissue in my body. I remember watching her
beautiful face as we came over and over. She milked every drop of cum out
of me three times that night.

I slept so soundly that I never felt her leave. When I woke the next
afternoon, I found a note carefully written in the most perfect script that
could only have been hers. It instructed me that should I ever even hope to
experience such pleasure again that I was to have a key to my apartment made
before I left for work on Thursday, and leave it properly presented on my
table with my apartment door unlocked. It was signed...Cassie.

With nervous trepidation I debated over the absurdity of such a request.
But in the end, I found myself at the local hardware store 5 minutes before
closing hoping that the key being made would really work in my lock.

I raced home from work Thursday, hoping that I would find the key and its
intended recipient in my kitchen. My heartbeat so hard it felt as though
it would rip out of my chest when I found my door closed and..... locked! I
fumbled and struggled for my key. In the few, interminable seconds between
finding the damn key and inserting it into the lock, I was terrified that I
hadn't left the door unlocked as instructed. The relief I felt when I saw
the key I had so carefully placed in a purposely bought stationary-quality
envelope and the note I had so painstakingly written and rewritten were gone
could only be paralleled by the complete bone draining exhaustion I had yet
to recover from. In their place was a carefully positioned, perfectly
written note that bore the unmistakable, intoxicating scent of Cassie's
pussy. My swollen cock was instantly harder than granite, and throbbed
painfully in my jeans...it wanted out...now! But the perfectly written note
instructed otherwise. It read, "Thank you for your prompt attention to my
request. As I stated earlier, I found your hovel to be passable for the
moment. That moment has passed. The next time you see me, I expect every
square inch of your apartment to be absolutely spotless. In the interim, do
not masturbate or ejaculate in any way shape or form. If you do, I will
know and you will not be happy with the consequences...Cassie." After
reading this, my cock was so hard that the slightest breeze from a drafty
door felt through my jeans would have caused me to cum as much as I did each
of the three times Cassie drained me combined. I started with the
kitchen....

A month had passed. I had not gone out once after work. Every night I came
home and swept, dusted, scrubbed, polished, I did everything I could to make
certain my efforts did not disappoint. I had not touched myself once. It
was killing me. I was aching to cum. I had no idea why I was behaving as I
did. This was ridiculous. I should just go whack off. I used to, every
night. Sometimes every morning. This was stupid. Any day I was going to
come home and find everything I had ever worked for stolen, except for a
little perfectly written note that would read,” Thanks, asshole.... Cassie."

Those thoughts had run through my head every time I inserted my key into my
lock for the past 3 days. This time was no different. I turned the key,
opened the door.... and there she was.

"Turn around and lock the door," she said. I did as instructed. As I
turned, my cock sprung instantly erect. My hand shook as I locked the door.
"Come over here," she said. I obeyed.

Cassie was sitting there on my couch in a skin tight, shiny, black pvc body
suit that had been spray painted on to her perfect form. She was wearing
knee high shiny-black spiked-heel boots that seemed to match, and beautiful,
matching black-pearl lipstick and nail polish. Her hair was pulled back
into a tight, high ponytail. Cassie radiated authority.

As I stood in front of her, the pressure of her gaze on my bulging cock was
almost enough to make explode right there. "You've done a very good job."

"Thank you." was all that I could reply.

"If you wish to continue to serve me," she continued as if I hadn't uttered
a sound, "kneel in front of me and polish my boots with your tongue. Start
at the tip of each boot, work your way to the heel, don't forget the spike,
and continue back up to the top of each."

Instantly I was on my knees in front of her doing exactly as she commanded.
I had no other thought than to carry out my orders to perfection. Nothing
less would have been acceptable.

When I had finished, Cassie blindfolded me and told me that I was to address
her only as Mistress or Mistress Cassie. As I kneeled there, blindfolded,
she told me that I was now hers to do with as she wished, that no purpose
other than hers had any importance to me at all. From that moment on,
anything that I did in her absence was only to be done in furtherance of her
wishes. The only reason I was allowed to keep my job, as long as it didn't
interfere, was so that I could support my efforts in her service. Without
hesitation I agreed, "Yes, Mistress, I understand."

She then commanded me to lay flat on my back. I did. I heard the unzipping
of a zipper, and felt her pussy, wet and hot pressed against my lips. It
was almost more than my cock could bear as I breathed in the exquisite scent
and tasted the amazing flavor of Mistress Cassie's pussy. She ordered that
I show her pussy better care and attention than I had shown my "hovel."

After what seemed like hours, she ordered me to sand up. I did, but it
wasn't fast enough for her. Mistress Cassie smacked my ass so hard it felt
as though she drew blood through my jeans. "Next time, you will come to
attention faster.,” she stated.

"Yes, Mistress Cassie."

She began to remove my shirt. " I have something for you.... a...uniform so
to speak." I was still blindfolded, but made no motion to remove it. She
took the utmost care when taking off my pants and underwear. Mistress was
oh-so-careful not to let anything touch my cock. I was certain that the cum
would just start to pour uncontrollably out of my throbbing engorgement.

I heard some rustling and felt something tight and scratchy slide up my legs
and stop around my cock, ass and waist. It was so tight I felt like it
might cut the circulation off to the head of my dick as it thrust out over
the top. I heard a little more rustling and was instructed to hold out my
arms. As I did, I felt something slide over them. I heard a zipping sound
and my uniform felt. in place.

Mistress Cassie led me to the bedroom, put something on my head, made an
adjustment and removed my blindfold.

I looked ridiculous! I was standing there in a French Maid lingerie outfit
and panties, and wearing a long, blond wig. I could see the waistband of my
panties straining taught to hold my cock, the top two inches of which were
above the waistband, pressed against my stomach.

"Sit down." Mistress Cassie ordered. I did. She then proceeded to instruct
me on the proper way to apply make up and nail polish and then led me into
the bathroom where she taught me to shave my legs. Afterward she presented
me with a garter belt and stockings and told me to put them on. My cock was
screaming for attention.

I was also presented with a pair of sexy, black heels and was told to put
them on. I did.

Mistress Cassie then told me that this was now my uniform and that I was to
dress in it everyday when performing my chores and the tasks she assigned to
me. She also informed me that from now on I would only be known to her as
Cindy, her slut. And that she would instruct me on proper behavior and
mannerisms. The first lesson I was to learn was to walk in heels.

I paraded around my apartment non-stop for over an hour until to Mistress
Cassie's satisfaction I looked like I wouldn't fall over. She berated me
and laughed as I paraded in front of her. She called me cum-slut, whore,
bitch, and laughed at how silly I looked. Finally she told me to kneel down
and remove one of my shoes. When I had done as commanded, she told me that
I had performed well and as I reward I could masturbate. However, when I
came I was to catch every drop in my shoe.

What a wonderful Release! When I finally exploded, the entire inside of my
sexy, black high heel shoe was covered with my sticky, hot cum. A little
had splattered on to the toe of the shoe. "Cindy, you cum-slut!" Mistress
Cassie slapped my cheek with her hand, "Lick every bit of that mess out of
that shoe, you filthy little slut!" I was nervous as I had never tasted cum
before, but I did not hesitate in the fulfillment of my Mistresses command.

When I was finished, she retired to my bedroom telling me to sleep on the
couch, and admonishing that I should go right to sleep because we had a long
day of training tomorrow, and that cum-sluts are really only good for one or
two things. She wanted breakfast promptly at 6:30 and we would have company
in the evening that would be staying through Sunday.

"Yes, Mistress." was all I had the strength to utter. I couldn't sleep in
anticipation of tomorrow's events. As I sat down on the couch I moved a box
out of my way to lie down. Out of curiosity, I opened the box and saw a
strap on dildo so large that my imagination reeled in terror, awe
and...anticipation.

-Cindy

Monday, March 22, 2004

Good Kinky Morning!
( well, its pretty good for a Monday, anyway...)

I was out quite a bit this weekend, and started telling a couple new friends all about my 'secret phone sex life' .... Everyone is always fascinated, they want to hear all about the kinky stuff, and of course about the heavy breathers that call and exhale at me. I love talking about all the fun and excitement, especially about never knowing just who it is that is calling, or what to expect when the phone rings. I also love to explain what a treat it is to talk to someone who is just discovering that their 'fetish' isn't so uncommon, and that I know of others who enjoy ( get off on ) the same thing.
One thing I have picked up on is that I have been able to direct callers to sites or on line clubs that are all about their kink. I know of several men in stockings sites, panty wearers, bdsm, farm sex, etc etc etc sites. I should be making a directory on the website, I wonder how popular that would be.

Hey,, ATTENTION, ATTENTION: Send me an email with your favourite sex links, and I will make a favourite links section for them, and post for everyone to see. Send the email to me at Cassie's Kinky Email and I will follow up on it. I think this will be fun. Don't worry about anything, I will gladly keep your identity a secret.

mmm, this is going to be fun, and, I think very interesting. I am officialy issuing this challeng to everyone, email me your favourite links and I will compile the list. The 'Cassie's Kink Collection' ....

have fun
you know I will.

xoxoxox



Kinky Cassie

Friday, March 19, 2004

Phone Sex, who ever would have thought it would become my career?

Well it did, and is, and is just perfect. I really get off knowing that guys call me when they are horny, when they need to cum, regardless of what their kink or fetish is. I talk to lots of slaves and sissies, lots of real men too. Some of the very sexiest men call me and its so hot telling them all how I will suck their cocks and let them fuck my tight little asshole.

Yes, phone sex gets me off!

I am all hot and excited right now, just had a great long call, all teasing and arrousing. I am supposed to meet my girlfriend at the gym for a work out, and good gossip session, but right now, I am still too horny too get going. hmmm, being horny at the gym isn't such a bad idea either. Maybe I should just get dressed and go, and see what happens. yes, thats what i will do,, cum one more time here with my big dildo , get dressed, and find someone to fuck at the gym. Its been a while since I cam in the locker room. ( Naughty Cassie today )

okay, the plan is set, the pussy is wet, and unless you call before I leave, you will have to call me when I get home, all sloppy wet and sweaty from fucking at the gym.

the world is good!

oxoxoxox
Cassie - Horny Phone Sex Girl

Wednesday, March 17, 2004

Happy St. Patrick's Day!
yep, Irish blood in my veins, and I don't ever miss a chance to say "Kiss Me, I'm Irish" ... Kiss me, suck me, fuck me,,, all of it,, ( thats for those of you who can't read between the lines!
I started my morning with Green everything,, green panties and bra, pants and t-shirt, shamrock earrings and pin, green eggs YES,, I did it, and we all had a giggle....
I will definitely find some green beer later today too... should wait till after noon tho....

So, how about some shamrock phone sex? hmmm,, sounds good to me!

cassie
Irish Phone Sex

Tuesday, March 16, 2004

its simple, i only have one thing to say today:

I woke up horny today, and can't seem to get satisfied just with my dildo and finger fucking myself. I need to hear your kinky naughty stories, and I need them now. You know how wet and hot my pussy gets, well today its out of control. Call me, and see if you can satisfy my deepist desires. ( and don't make me wait too long, I can't stand it one more minute )

wink wink
Cassie
mmm, slave tom will be having fun soon, he ordered a Televibe Remote Control Vibrator tonight.

Its going to be very very erotic controlling him, his cock, and the vibrator too!

wink wink
Cassie

Friday, March 12, 2004

ohhh thats it, right there, thats the spot,, no, a little deeper, yeah, i need it, i need you, don't stop baby, don't stop,, make me cum baby, make me cum oh,, ohh ohhh ohhhhh,,,,,

mmm, don't you want to hear it in person?

wink wink
Cassie

Thursday, March 11, 2004

I also cant believe that I am totally figuring out how to put a signature to my email. So days I just cant image that I can do this and then I do it and I get so excited. Now that I figured this out Lindsay will want me to do hers. And yet maybe I will let her figure this out.
Cassie I will be on the phones all tomorrow and I hope that I will get all the horny Friday morning and afternoon guys.
Well I will talk to you tomorrow.
Charity
Our new website page

I am so glad that you are putting on the website a "Bad Boy Page". The guys name will be on the site with their phone and the exactly how much money that they owe us. I cant believe that we are finally going to do this. It will surprise the heck out of them
Also
Cassie's Confessions - a phone sex blog

Wow, its been so nice outside this week ( except for some snow and rain ) that I have been hardly at home, which means, hardly able to keep up with my blogging, emails, and phone calls. Of course the phone gets top priority, ( you know, being horny most of the time I can't miss the chance to get off with some kinky voice on the phone!)

So, tell me ( email me or call me ) what's going on out there in the phone sex world from your end of the line? Who has the biggest dick? Heaviest balls? Smallest dick? Dirtyiest mind? Prettiest panties? I am sure you get the idea, I want to hear from everyone, I am all excited about phone sex, and getting an idea of who is on the other end of the line.

Thats it for now
Cassie
1-877-226-9810

Tuesday, March 09, 2004

Phone Sex - Amateur PhoneHoney 1-888-886-4269
Isn't that a great picture? I love her kissy pouting lips.

Actually, I just love kissing. I could go through life with out alot of things, but, KISSING is not one of the things I would ever give up. Neither is fucking, Sex is one of my favourite pastimes.

wink wink

Cassie
1-877-226-9810

Monday, March 08, 2004

fem Domme Phone Sex

I love lawyers, sounds funny doesn't it? But, its true, I love lawyers because they work very hard, for a long time, years and years to achieve what they want, ( money power fame status ) and yet, when they get there, its empty and hollow. Many of my best domination phone sex calls are with incredibly powerful lawyers, men craving my control and domination. Men who need to be slaves, to serve a powerful mistress to be trained and controlled with a very firm hand.

Yes, I love lawyers, I love training them to submit, controlling their minds and their bodies, commanding them, and making them more powerful in their worlds, focusing their energies, both in their careers and sexually.

I love lawyers, and lawyers love me.

Arrogant Mistress Cassie

1-877-226-9810

Sunday, March 07, 2004

Sexsational Hotties for Phone Sex

Hey people, come and read this phone sex blog too! Cassie has forgotten to list it as one of the hottest horniest on going stories of all! ( and she writes in it too )

Sometimes I have to remind her of these things.

When is Charity coming back? is she gone for the weekend?

Andrea

Saturday, March 06, 2004

PhoneSex Mania - Televibe: Take phonesex to the next level

So, who has one? I played on the phone with the Televibe vibrator last night. It was a riot, my guy on the phone was relentless to me, when he heard that I was starting to cum, he would change the speed of the televibe, making me wait to cum until he wanted me to. Three times I was about to cum, and he would change the vibrator, taking me back down, and then working me back up to orgasm again. It was almost more than I could handle.

Its not often that I beg and plead, but this was something else!
Hope he calls me tonight too.

horny cum slut Cassie
1-877-226-9810
Here I am again, back, thinking dirty thoughts. Are you surprised? I didn't think so! What else do you think a horny phone sex girl would be doing this time of night? hmmmm, how about fucking? oh, yea, that is always my first choice. Anyway, here is another hot blog to check out, your going to like it. The entry I liked was all about cunnilingus TwiddlyBits' Sex Blog.
Oh, you might like this one too, Soylentblog

Its fun reporting on the sex blogs, and wow, I have learned some things that maybe I would be better off not knowing! but, thats life, eh?

I have been so horny lately, its great, but sometimes its a bit of trouble. When I am horny like this, I am wet, my pussy is constantly wet. Today, I was shopping, trying on alot of clothes, and after a bit, I realized that everything I tried on was getting the benefit of my wet pussy. Hmmm, I wonder where all the panty sniffers were today? These white thongs are 'perfect' . mmmmm

smooooches
phone is ringing,
gotta go, and play.

Cassie
1-877-226-9810

Friday, March 05, 2004

I just read the best blog posting about fingering and female ejaculation. Check it out, Prurient Obscenities Sex Blog: Sexually Induced Retardation I read a few of the posts, and its hot stuff. I am sure you will love it. oooo, here is another sexy blog you might enjoy, I did! Nympho Diary

I try to surf through several blogs every day, but don't always get a chance to do so. In fact today, during the time it took to read just one entry, a particularily annoying, and definately underaged DORK kept calling me, only to breath in my ear. I am very happy to know that someone has taught him to breath correctly, thats a load off of my mind, let me tell ya! But, I wonder if he knows just how moronic it is to call and breath long distance on a phone sex line. Does anyone get off that way? just with breathing, and a voice on the other end of the line saying Hello? ... weird, if you ask me.

I will try to link to some juicy sex blogs for you everyday, just to keep your minds and your cocks well stimulated.

hehe
wink wink
Cassie Jones, blogwoman

Thursday, March 04, 2004

FetishCellar - Kinky Fetish Phone Sex - No Limits No Taboos

Its kinky night tonight. I am making my Hypnosis Phone Sex calls very kinky and freaky... Yep, thats it, erotic hypnotic trances. mmm, and is the best part the call itself? or, the hidden triggers that I leave behind, for you to discover as time goes by?
hhmmm, you be the judge.

Listen to the sound of my voice, feel the power of my words, I control you. I control your mind, your body, and you have never felt so good.

Mistress Cassie
1-877-226-9810

Tuesday, March 02, 2004

Hey Charity, I am here, horny and having some phone sex fun tonight. I havent been playing much the last few days, I almost lost my voice, and of course, thats not good. I had to take it easy and recouperate so that I wouldnt lose it completely. Can't have good phone sex when you can't talk....

but, all that tea and honey, and hot oil massages from my slaves have made me feel sooo much better. Now, all I need is a sugar daddy to buy me some get well presents, and cheer me up, ... wink wink.....

so, Charity, girlfriend,,, lets set up some 2 girl calls, I can't wait to make you cum again! ( remember some of those hot calls with the horny guys on viagra? oh, yeah,, viagra and phone sex go well together!

smoooches

Cassie

Monday, March 01, 2004

Is any one out there and if so how come I feel all by myself. And trust me you would have alot of fune with me.
charity