Just turned into that kinda day. How was I to know?

Cocksucker is such a great word, heh?

And so many boys wanna do it. They just aren’t telling the girlfriends and wives. Take it from me. Take it from any girl who takes phone sex calls: Lots of boys want to job the knob, lick the stick, eat the meat. Not to mention swallow the load.

Today was a day of many new callers.

Some of which have already been permanently blocked because I will never judge a fantasy but refuse to tolerate assholes. And unfortunately a few slipped through the cracks. It always happens and I always deal with it accordingly: Get lost. Don’t let the dial tone bite your in the ass on you way out. Goodbye.

And then there were the five (something in the water, perhaps?) wannabe cocksuckers. Yum yum yum. So nice for them to stop by. Sparkling pure new victims for me to corrupt. Delicious to talk with and oh so dirty. Dirty little cocksuckers for Mistress Angela. At least on the phone in our world of erotic mind fucks. Where they are safe to be dirty and I am the woman to make it happen.

And I so like making it happen:

1. Dwayne thought he would like to be forced to suck one cock. I made him suck that one cock while forcing my fingers into his rump. He liked it. He liked it and was embarrassed that he liked it so much. Nonetheless, he did. He knows that I know that he did. I hope he blushes tomorrow every time he thinks about what he did with me/for me today.
2. Stephen was one of three Stephens who called me today. “Perhaps a little bit of humiliation,” he shyly asked. I tied his weenie in a pink bow and made him show it to my girlfriends and apologize for its smallness. Then he had to suck all of their boyfriends cocks. Except Madison’s boyfriend. Samuel decided he wanted to deflower the little fruit loop and fucked him. Fucked him hard. Stephen emailed me the sweetest thank you note.
3. Craig started out requesting a cuckolding fantasy — one of my favorites, as you should know. And he did, indeed, witness his little wifey taking her pleasure with more than a few well-hung studs. But I just couldn’t fuck the last guy. I was sore, dontcha know? So I made my little cocksucker-neonate cucky-hubby drop to his knees and suck the thick shaft I was holding in my hand while I watched up close and personal. And wouldn’t you know it? Craig got an amazing erection sucking that cock. So I made him masturbate and cum simultaneously with the guy pumping his mouth. Naughty husband! Very naughty.
4. Simon said (well-meant pun) he wanted total enslavement. So I took him to Femtopia, an idyllic world which exists in my mind and to which I occasionally invite the very lucky. The dominant Goddess-Women there demanded that Simon and the other man-slaves perform man-sex acts for them. Simon got quite the cum bath. And was only permitted his own orgasm when drinking man-spunk from his own rectum.
5. And beloved David. A regular caller with irregular fantasies and the heart of an Angel. And probably the only caller out of the five to have actually sucked a cock in his VERY REAL life. I treated him like a dawg and he loved every minute of it. And so did I.

Just another day at the office.

The Angela St. Lawrence Office of Smut.

Stop by anytime.

xo, Angela

I really haven’t been myself in so many ways for quite a while and you who care have taken notice. And been more than generous with your comments and suggestions. Thanks so much. I think.

IT IS SO DAMN GOOD TO BE HOME!

So today which is now winding down was kinda-sorta like the “old days” (last year) in that I just worked my little butt off –call after call, perversion after perversion– and hardly had time for anything else. It was a long day and even at times a tedious one. But most when all is said and done it was a rewarding one…just putting my nipple to the grindstone and getting the job done. Sometimes that is all that is needed to be complete. This was one of those times.

I’ve missed all my friends, callers, readers and fellow bloggers and can’t wait to catch up. Today’s busy-ness left no time for that and now all I want to do is to crawl into bed.  I do hope you understand.

In the very near future I will be publishing Chapter 4 of Pervert Savant‘s LINGERIE ON THE RAZOR-WIRE which he’s described as, “The Gut-Wrenching Story of a Naive Pre-Operative Transsexual Enmeshed in a Fetid Web of Corruption and Intrigue while Performing Humanitarian Services within the Sordid Confines of the Texas Penal System.”

And remember Jerotic (Jeremy Edwards)?  Generous and productive as always, Mr. Edwards sent me a list of the latest stuff of his which can be found around the Net and included a short story for Zen readers.  More coming soon.  Fo Shizzle!

What I do know is that Mistress V had one heck of a vacation of her own and even sent me pics.  She’s given me permission to share one or two with Zensters and I will do so in the near future.  Honest Injun.  I will say this about that: My beautiful friend’s vacations differ immensely from mine.

I will be working the kink-o-phone again tomorrow.  Will you be calling?

I certainly hope so.

Nighty night.

xo, Angela

Jeeeeeez.

I go away for just a little bit of time. Okay, maybe a lot of a little bit of time.

And Booklover (Lyndee- shall we start an Angela withdrawal support group? This is tough!) and Lyndee (This is just awful! I really miss Ang! I think a support group is definitely in order.) are ready to start a support group. Not to mention that my various email boxes are overloaded. I will get to everybody…I promise. Watch your email.

I am sorry you all missed me so much but, myself, well….I had one helluva good time.

I did the spa thing and ate fattening foods and shopped like a maniac and drove an SUV (which convinced me that it is time to trade in my oh-so-sweet but impractical convertible) and even took Sir Fredrick Alexander Theodore Katt along with me. We didn’t wanna come home, quite frankly.

But all good things have to end. Else wise, what would there be to miss and look forward to repeating? ASAP, if I have my way. And I usually do.

Tomorrow (Monday, 3/5/07) I will be back at the helm of the kinko-phone.  I’d love to hear from you. So call and tell me what’s on your mind: Hello or Welcome back or Get me off now. Hey, I’m flexible. (That”s why I get paid for this and you don’t.) Anyway, I’ll work with whatever you’ve got for me.

That is, if you are so inclined. OH, and by the way…

…I MISSED YOU GUYS TOO!

xoxoxoxox

Angela