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ASMR: Eargasms Energy-gasms And Other Types of Gasms

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Miss Brighton talks ASMR and Energy Orgasms! 1-800-601-6975

I wanted to talk about this, because I just experienced an eargasm or energy orgasm. For me, my definition of such, is a pleasurable physical, mental response to a song, melody, sound. And for those who haven’t ever heard of ASMR, it stands for Autonomous sensory meridian response which is a physical response to a pleasing stimuli, like the sound of rain, or a person’s voice whispering, or really any sound you find “orgasmic.” But for me, I have such a powerful response to some music, that it’s like having a full body orgasm without ever taking your clothes off. It also makes me horny to the point of WANTING actual sex. The boy toy knows which songs get me off, btw, and he can be VERY evil using that power sometimes. It’s okay, I like it when he’s naughty. *wink*

ASMR For Dummies

Have you ever heard a sound, and immediately upon hearing it you got a tingling sensation of full body euphoria? That’s ASMR. Now YOUR sound, or trigger, may be completely different from someone else’s, but it’s not uncommon, for people who are sensitive to such things to be moved to the point of physical response. In my case, since I am sensitive to music, and certain forms of spiritual energy – and I happen to be a spiritually aware witchcraft practitioner in real life – I’ve had full on energy orgasms just from thinking about sex. And I can have them anywhere, and at any time, and the majority are triggered by certain types of music, or from thinking about some raging hot sexy times. For me sexual energy is mental just as much as it is physical, but it can be very distracting!


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Energy Orgasms – Think Fuck Me.. Baby

There’s the type of mind fuck that leaves you whimpering in the corner, and then there’s a different type of mind fuck entirely that make your eyes glaze over and your whole body shudder. If I am in that mental state, I can literally work myself into a frenzy. For me, whatever is dominant in my mind – sexually or otherwise – becomes physically real. It puts me in a state of euphoric bliss that is a natural drug. It’s the reason I think that trance meditation and ASMR can be very powerful tools for mental conditioning of your submissives. It’s also why it is so important to protect your energy and the people you allow around you. There are people who are energy vampires and will drain you.


Pretty self explanatory, I think? I have very sensitive nipples and enjoy the fuck out of nipple play. It is something that gets me off in more ways than one, and up until a few years ago I didn’t know such a thing existed, I just knew I was having them. It’s the reason I have to wear padded bras because otherwise everyone would think I was happy to see them! So yes it is possible to have nipple orgasms. Earth shattering, knee buckling, nipplegasms.

Note On Different Types Of Orgasms

I have been having this experience for longer than I knew there was a name for it. It usually happens either when I’m synched mentally and spiritually with someone, or again – via a really feel good song. I am very musically sensitive if that’s a thing, so yes there are some songs that just really do it for me. What are those songs? Oh come on… you didn’t think it would be THAT easy, did you? If you know who my favorite artist is, then I can tell you that a lot of that person’s songs trigger a very emotional and physical response from me. But I’m not telling you which ones. 😛 Wanna know how wet I am right now from what I just experienced, or learn more about ASMR and erotic meditaton? Mmmm you’ll have to call me! 1-800-601-6975

Masturbation Story – Brighton’s Pavilion: The Return Of The Fap

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Goddess Brighton wrote a special Masturbation May story just for you. 1-800-601-6975

Mistress Brighton – aka Dark Overlordess of Shenanigans – could not believe another year had gone by. Last year’s spring break party at the pavilion, ended with her waking to a hangover and some very memorable scenes going on in each of the themed rooms of her palace. Most of which she didn’t remember the next day. This year was no different, there were new faces, but the theme was the same.

Masturbation Story – The Morning After

Brighton yawned and stretched languidly across the bed, when her foot hit something – or someone. Opening one eye and lifting her head, she smiled. One of her male sex slaves was sleeping soundly, ball gag still in his mouth, wrists chained to the bed post, wearing a slight smile on his face. Perhaps the ball gag grin was due to the fact that she’d ridden him until he passed out from exhaustion, and several orgasms. She giggled at the memory of inserting the vibrating butt plug, ordering him to stroke repeteadly until he climaxed… and then couldn’t stop. His erection looking so inviting that Miss Brighton decided to take advantage of the situation and help herself to several of her own orgasms. Even as his muffled screams and begging persisted.

But there were other matters to attend to, and other pets to check on. Putting on her red peacock print silk kimono, she made her way down the hallway. Peeking into one of the bedrooms, she saw the tiny frame of a now very short Brian, slumbering peacefully between two pillows. Then she realized they were not – in fact pillows – but a Mistresses breasts. Chuckling, Brighton closed the door and continued toward the kitchen. Opening yet another door, she was alarmed by what she saw: French Fry strapped to a wooden wheel, with now obliterated balloons in the spaces between her head, arms, and neck, and a knife sticking out of the wood, dangerously close to Fry’s left ear.


This She-Devil throws one hell of a party!

Then she noticed the helmet and body armor.

“Fry… what the hell are you doing?” she asked, eyes wide yet still barely awake.

Fry lifted her head and jumped when she heard Mistress’ voice. “Oh… hi Miss Brighton! I was helping one of the other mistresses practice her knife throwing and I.. uhmm well…”

Brighton raised an eyebrow, “knife…. throwing????”

Fry swallowed hard, “yes Mistress! Miss Willow got a knife throwing wheel as a gift, and before I could protest such, she volunteered me for a target.”

Shaking her head, she came closer, “do I need to call a Doctor?” she asked, only half joking, looking over Fry’s body armor.

“No Miss B. The armor was also a gift.. although I think I have a paper cut on my pinky that might need looking at.”

Rolling her eyes and waving a hand, Brighton turned to leave. “Later, Fry. When you get down from there, be sure to clean up the mess in here and tidy up all the other rooms,” she flippantly replied before the door slammed shut.

Just as she turned to cross the hallway, church mouse came prancing out of Brighton’s “sploshing” room, wearing a blonde wig, cherry pink lip gloss and body glitter, and naked except for the chocolate pudding that covered him and the cleaning brush handle that was hanging out of his ass. He waved a jizz covered bible at her, and she smiled. “Good morning, slut bunny.”

“Good morning Lordess!” he beamed, “I just finished my devotions and licking my seed off the pages of my bible!”

She winked at him, patting him on the head, “you’re such a good boy, slut bunny.” She waved him away, watching him scamping off with the cleaning brush bobbing up and down hanging out of his butthole.

She passed yet another room, opening the door and hearing the sound of Jizzelle slobbering hungrily on one of her big black cock dildos. Surely practicing for her future cocksucking endeavors. “Good morning, Jizzelle, you fucking whore you,” Miss Brighton quipped.

Jizzelle turning slightly to give her a full mouthed, muffled response, then remembering her manners. After all you don’t talk with your mouth full.

No Party Like A Mistress Party

She briefly remembered some of what happened last night. One of the mistresses riding around on the back of one of the subs wielding a bullwhip. Another sub screaming “fire in the hole!” over and over as he was strapon gang banged by the Domme’s in attendance. There had been music, dancing, Brian hopping from one Giantess Mistress lap to another, and surely enjoying his view. Several of the subs were ordered to strip and work the poles and dance cages. Brighton also remembered “riding” several of the slaves as her personal chariot, and one rather peculiar subject wearing a red tshirt, who just kept repeating the same thing over and over in a high pitched voice that sounded like the chipmunks on acid that no one could seem to understand, so they’d just nod and smile. Occasionally the red shirt would also babble on about egg beaters. Wandering through the pavilion, Brighton thoughtfully mused all that transpired – and laughing at the vision of one sub in particular, covered in Carvel ice cream, until her reverie was interrupted by a sound she was very familiar with. The sound of fapping.

Brighton glared angrily as she stomped down the hallway. She knew exactly who was behind the noise. Everyone knew the rules. NO FAPPING WITHOUT PERMISSION. And certainly no fucking cumming. And everyone except one troublemaker in particular would dare disobey those orders.

Pushing the heavy double doors open, she slipped quietly into the room. The culprit was so fervently hammering away with his fist, that he didn’t even hear her enter the room. Grunting and panting he mumbled, “Ohhhhh yes…. oh maybe just one cummie…. no one will know…. Ohhhhhh… oohhhhhhhh!”

His feverish stroking and edging was brought to an abrupt halt, when Miss Brighton’s hand came down across the back of his head with a loud smack.

“Aaaarrghhhouucch!!” he yelped, falling backwards off the chaise lounge and tumbling to the carpet, Ms. Brighton’s red lace panties down around his ankles.

“Nacho….. what the fuck do you think you’re doing???!!!!!” she yelled.

Joseph scurried backwards trying to cover himself and shield from the beating he knew he was about to get, “N-nothing mistress! I was just ah… practicing Tai Chi!”

“That didn’t look like any tai chi I’ve ever seen, and why are you wearing my panties??” she snapped, pulling out her extra large electric fly swatter and turning it on.

“Mistress please don’t!  I can explain! I know you said I’m not allowed cummies but I was edging and the urge got so strong I didn’t think you would notice if I just-”

*SMACK* The sound of electricity crackling through the air and the scent of Nacho’s singed butt hairs filled the air.


She was about to open her mouth to tell him to go get the peppers for his punishment, when she looked down and saw what he’d been stroking to. There spread out in front of him were pictures of all the mistresses in various stages of undress – and one rather random picture of Alice wearing a duck suit with Wd standing next to him holding a distressed looking chicken. Mistress was fuming.

“Where did you get these?”

“Mistress I swear I didn’t take those, it was that new guy Ken.”

“Who the hell is Ken??”

“Tommie’s cousin.”


Brighton grumbled, reaching down and grabbing nacho’s ear, and dragging him back down the hall. The whole time as she stomped back down the hall, nacho begged and pleaded not to be punished, for he knew what that punishment meant.

Swinging the door open to where Fry had been strapped to the wheel, she found the room cleaned and empty, save for cross in the corner, and a now empty, polished spinning wheel. Nacho pleaded and protested as she shackled him to the cross, gagging and binding him, spreading his legs wide. The sound of his agonizing shrieks – as she slipped in the peppers – could be heard echoing off the walls. And then high pitched laughter, as Mistress attached “the tickler” to his body.

“Aaaaahhhhhhhh!! Nooo! Mistress please I- Aaahhahahahaha no please stop! Hahahahaha Mistress no don’t lea- hahahahaha please no not th- ahahahahahaha please someone help me ahahahahahahaaha!”

Brighton chuckled, watching nacho writhe, shrieking and laughing uncontrollably. “That will teach you not to tell me where your tickle spots are….”

Locking the door and heading back toward the kitchen, Brighton heard the sound of music playing, and there were other voices. As she got closer she realized that someone – several someones – were having a sing along to Monty Python’s “sit on my face.”  She pushed the swinging doors in, to find fry guzzling a large bottle of lavender fabuloso and slurring the lyrics to the song and dancing on the kitchen table, Wd dangling from the ceiling twirling round and round on the fan snacking on a box of peek freans, and belting out the words to the lewd classic, with unrelenting passion, and a much much tinier voice, coming from on top of the kitchen faucet, hopping back and forth as he crooned happily hugging a pretzel nugget.

The tiny man squeaked with alarm as Brighton entered the kitchen, with her hands on her hips. All but Fry had fallen quiet. She continued to swing her hips and giggle, dancing to the song and taking another swig of fabuloso to the head. That is until Brighton reached down, sliding a hand under her dress and pinching just hard enough to snap the frisky tater tot out of her purple cleaning fluid induced haze.

Fry squealed and jumped, whirling around and dropping the bottle, “Oh! Miss Brighton you’re back!”

“Fry I never left…. what are the three of you doing in here, and were you aware that nacho was in my private parlor fapping to stolen pictures of the mistresses?”

Fry’s mouth formed a silent o, as she shook her head. “And sorry about the fabuloso Mistress, I was cleaning and was overwhelmed with the compulsion to drink it.”

“Very well, there’s more in the garage isn’t there?”

Everyone got quiet.

“Might not wanna go in the garage right now, Miss B,” wd chimed in.

She looked up, arching an eyebrow, “oh… and why is that, Wd?”

“Cannibal’s been in there for the last 16 hours. He took some bundt cakes from the fridge and mumbled something about donuts and no one’s seen him since.”

Brighton groaned, “ugh… nevermind. Where’s bookie?”

“He’s stuck on the roof covered in honey and cotton balls. You launched him up there from the catapult after you and the other Mistresses did tequila shots.”

She smirked, “oh good, I’ll have him down later. Is my coffee ready?”

“Yes Miss B. Nacho made it before he ran off to masturbate to those stolen pictures,” said Wd.

Brighton’s mouth opened in shock, “Wd how is it that YOU know about the pictures?”

Wd shrugged, “I can see everything up here on the ceiling fan, so I just eat my peek freans and mind my own business.”

She started to say something but just laughed and shook her head, “well onto coffee then, before I check the rest of the house and see what you’ve all been up to while I was erm…. busy.”

“Miss Brighton,” said Fry, “where is Nacho now?”

She turned, grinning wickedly at the petite spud, “you won’t be seeing him for a while. He’s tied up at the moment. And that’s not even the worst of the punishment he’ll be getting.”

Just then the strange red shirt burst into the kitchen, wearing pink pantaloons and ill fitting clown shoes, tripping over itself and nearly crashing into Brighton and french fry. The unkown red began rambling at warp speed, babbling on and on in a high pitched, screechy voice that was unsettling for the Mistress, especially since she hadn’t yet inhaled her caffeine.  Tiny Scot and Wd exchanged glances with Fry nervously, before Wd covered his eyes with the cookie box. Having had enough of the broken record yammering in her ear and flailing its hands nearly smacking fry in the face, Brighton growled at the annoyance as it continued waving its arms and chattering excitedly – about what, no one seemed to know. She whirled around, putting distance between her and the red shirt and pushing the Oreida legume-for-hire out of the way. Pulling her magic wand from her robe, and pointing it at the broken record, Mistress Brighton glowered at the ungodly thing that didn’t seem to know or care what happens when you piss off a caffeine deprived Domme. “It is FAR too early in the morning for your incessant, imbecilic babbling… OmChairus Permanentus!”

There was a blinding light and a puff of blue smoke, and then the sound of nails on a chalk board as the broken record was lifted off its feet and spun around as its caterwauling continued with a high pitched fervor. There was a satisfying whoosh and then the light dissipated, smoke clearing. In the broken record’s place, was a black leather chair, the back and front of the chair had the shape of a curvy, busty woman. Its face was blank, just smooth leather where the eyes, nose and mouth would have been, and its hair pulled into Princess Leia buns.

Finally… silence. Her pets emerging from their hiding places and circling around the petrified human furniture in open mouthed awe.

She smiled affectionately, green eyes flashing with pleasure at the devious act she just committed. Then the cackling built in her throat, as she turned, opening the cupboard and retrieving a coffee cup.

“Fry… I’m going to have my coffee now that it’s finally quiet, please make sure it stays that way unless you want to end up like that thing,” she said, pointing at the enchanted chair. Finally at peace, she sat back, and took her first glorious sip of coffee. Wetspot appeared out of nowhere, weeping (whether it was tears of joy or sorrow I still don’t know) and wearing a pair of Andi’s polkadot bikini panties, carrying a briefcase in one hand, and licking a Carvel ice cream cone. Upon reaching the bewitched chair, he stopped, tilted his head to one side, and then very decidedly gave the chair a swift kick, before walking out of the kitchen, sniffling and eating his ice cream.”

Everyone looked around, Brighton holding her coffee cup and looking from one person to the next in sheer bewilderment. She finally shrugged, drinking her coffee, and then looking up as if remembering something she’d forgotten.  “Oh and Fry? Please have one of the boys take the chair out to the garage, and tell cannibal I have another present for him.”

To be continued….?


The Reluctant Voyeur – Masturbation May Teasing

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Mistress Brighton gives you a dose of Masturbation May Teasing. 1-800-601-6975

You’ve been lured into her trap. The night started with drinks, laughs, a hand on your thigh, and the promise of a night to remember. Perhaps it was your mistake – though – to assume that you would end the night taking the Enchantrix Tease home, and having your way with her. Yes, maybe that was a bit of an oversight…..

The Reluctant Voyeur

“Take off your clothes,” she instructed, as soon as the door to her boudoir clicked shut. You eagerly complied, your body tingling with anticipation as she watched you strip. Feeling the hot flash of energy surge through your body, as her eyes scanned every inch of you. Yes… even there. Your cock hard and sticking straight out, and up, slightly curved, and dripping with desire, as she walks toward you, backing you up until the edge of her queen sized bed touches the back of your legs. Raising a single long red fingernail, she points at your chest, pushing you back onto the bed.  You slide back, watching her slip the straps off the sinfully tight, red tank dress, shimmying out of it, and letting it pool around her ankles. She stands before you naked, and smiles.


The Trap The Touch The Feel

You are bound now and spread eagled. Arms over your head, ankles spread, squirming as her fingers trace up and down your manhood. Your dick jumps, “do you like this?” she asks, “how does this feel?” she continues, firmly stroking your length, leaning over and pressing her lips against yours. You feel her bare breasts and hard nipples grazing your skin and you are now regretting not being able to touch her. Seeing the pleading in your eyes, she grins and straightens up, repositioning herself and straddling you.  “Do you want to be inside me?” You almost feel like it’s a trick question, but you nod eagerly, as she lowers herself onto your cock, grinding that smooth pussy up and down your length, stopping at your cock head. Your hips buck slightly feeling the warmth of her cunt against you, your head right at the gates to her garden. “Please,” you beg, “yes, please fuck me.”

The laughter you hear building deep in her throat, her body shaking with mirth, breasts bouncing slightly as she tosses her head back – is not… what you expected, in reply.

“Mmmmmm….” she purrs, bringing her head back down and locking those hazel green eyes on you. She lifts up off your cock, gliding up your body. You swallow hard, as she raises herself up to a squatting position. Right… over… your… head. Sliding her fingers down over her sex, hovering above your face, she begins to moan, slipping a finger inside of herself and grinding the heel of her palm against her clit. The sounds of her pleasure intermingled with the sight of her fingers pumping that pretty pink pussy, is more than you can bear. You begin pleading and begging, you’ll do anything to be able to relieve the ache that builds in your balls. She laughs at your pleading, her laughter turning into loud, ecstatic moans, as you are forced to watch her climax. Helpless, and completely at her disposal.

“Happy Masturbation May,” she says, as she swings a leg over you and lays back on the bed, next to your bound helpless body. She looks over at you, and you whimper as those eyes flash with wickeness. You realize that she has no intention of allowing you release, or even the sensation of her pussy, but she has every intention, of making you watch, as she has orgasm after orgasm, at your expense.

Did you enjoy this masturbation may teasing story? Hope you did. If you’d like to explore your masturbation fantasies, I’d love to hear from you. Call 1-800-601-6975 and ask for Brighton. Make sure you also check out the masturbation may blog train, and Mistress Simone’s entry: No Hands Edging

Masturbation Month And Brighton’s Updates

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Miss Brighton has updates for you, and she wants you to go fuck yourself, for Masturbation May 2017 1-800-356-6169

UPDATE 5/7/17:

Still waiting for the CPU fan, in the meantime I got a new laptop and I am in world as we speak, so if you want to do a session send me a message on skype or via my email.

Greetings earthlings! Here’s the updates on all things Mistress Brighton this month. There’s a lot going on this month, including three contests for Masturbation May, and a Virtual sissy event. I mentioned this in my previous post, so here’s the update part. I have some good news, and I have some not so great news. And I have links! Lots and lots of links!

The Not So Great News

I have a dead CPU fan at the moment, on the pc I use for all thing virtual, which means until the part gets replaced (or I get a new pc) I will not be in world. In the world of technology, unfortunately sometimes things don’t work the way you need or want them to. I could go on a huge rant about the pc issues, but I WILL say that for an 8 month old pc, it worked more often than it didn’t. Thank the computer gods for that! And I’m grateful it’s under warranty. However since I’m not all that happy with what I read about the co. I bought it from, I’ll be shopping for yet another gaming pc. I should have the part delivered hopefully in the next couple of days, I’ll keep you posted.

The Good News

While I can’t do in world sessions at the moment, I can still help you get set up  virtually, via skype sessions. If you would like to schedule a skype session with me to get you ready to rock virtually, you can either set up a session via sexy texting, or call 1-800-356-6169. You will find that it’s a lot easier having someone assist you if you’re new to virtual gaming, and I’m happy to help!

Links And Your Ticket To The Blog Train

Now onto the fun stuff! I have a few posts floating around at the moment, and we’ve got a masturbation may blog train going, so here’s what you miss so far, if you haven’t been following along.

Enchantrix Perks – Masturbation May Contest Details

Enchantrix Empire Social Network – Masturbation May Group (Post your writing contest entries in the discussion area)

Sissy Soiree

Join our Sissy Soiree on May 12th 4pm – 7pm SLT (7pm to 10pm Eastern)

Get Girlie – Mistress Brighton & Goddess Alyssa Audio for the Sissy Soiree

Sissyville – Virtual World Sissy Soiree

Enchantrix Tease – Jizzelle Gets Spitroasted by Mistress Lilly and Miss Brighton

Virtual World Phone Sex – Nacho Joe And The Facesitting Chair

Enchantrix Tease – Coerced Orgasms

Masturbation May Blog Train:

Mistress Brighton – Inaugural Post

Mistress Rachel – Let The Sap Rise!

Mistress Erika – Hot Masturbation Habits

Mistress Harper – Stroker De Mayo

Mistress Delia – Prostate Masturbation

Mistress Cassidy – Naked Gardening Day

Mistress Nadia – Masturbation May: Masturbation Tips for the Tiny Dicked


Masturbation May 2017 Is Here – Fapalicious Blog Train

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We’re kicking off Masturbation May 2017 with a blog train, contests, events and lots of fun prizes! 1-800-601-6975

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Mistress Brighton welcomes you to Masturbation May 2017 with a blog train and more! 1-800-601-6975

It’s finally here! Happy Masturbation May everyone! I am super excited and we have lots of goodies in store for the month of may. This includes contests, a special virtual sissy event, and a Masturbation May blog train. This is the inaugural blog post to kick off the M squared blog train and I do hope you’ll buckle up and enjoy the ride!

Masturbation May 2017

This year we will be having a masturbation may writing contest, and a contest for sluttiest stroker, and most dedicated stroker. For more information on the writing contest, sign up for our Enchantrix social network and join the group for masturbation may 2017, here: Enchantrix Empire Social Network  For the details of our other MM contests head over to Enchantrix Perks for more details.

Sissy Soiree Virtual Event

And just in time for Masturbation May, Alyssa and I are hosting an in world event! More details will be posted soon, please feel free to check Sissyville for the blog post for that event, and head over to Get Girlie to listen to our Sissy Soiree audio.

Stroker Sluts Line Up

Now I know some of you have been waiting patiently for Masturbation May to start, so that you can stroke, and I would encourage you sluts to do a skype session with me and show off your technique. Or consider doing a two mistress session and being put on display for multiple Mistresses while you’re on cam! Ready to start the party? Call me at 1-800-601-6975 and ask for Brighton! Happy stroking!

Up next on the blog train: Mistress Rachel making those strokers salute!

Strapon Femdom – Sissy Slut Jizzelle Gets Rammed

Strapon femdom is fun when you tag team a cockwhore sissy, with Mistress Lilly. 1-800-601-6975

Saying that sissy slut Jizzelle is a cock loving cum slut, would be an understatement. If the whore had her way she’d guzzle barrels of jizz without a second thought. That’s why it’s always a pleasure when I . . . → Read More: Strapon Femdom – Sissy Slut Jizzelle Gets Rammed

Coerced Orgasms – Overstimulation Kink And A Femdom Deviant

Coerced Orgasms from Miss Brighton? Prepare for your worst nightmare. 1-800-601-6975

I discovered over the past few um.. days, that I have an overstimulation kink. I was talking to one of the other Mistresses, who has the same kink, except for her, she’s a switch and well… we can talk about her dirty . . . → Read More: Coerced Orgasms – Overstimulation Kink And A Femdom Deviant

Virtual Phone Sex – Getting Set Up With A Little Help From A Mistress

Mistress Brighton invites you to try virtual phone sex. 1-800-601-6975

The Virtual World of phone sex has been a big hit for Enchantrix Empire, and I can’t say enough about what an amazing experience it is to meet callers in world. I am referring to virtual phone sex on our in world sim. . . . → Read More: Virtual Phone Sex – Getting Set Up With A Little Help From A Mistress

Spiritual Femdom – Spirituality In BDSM (What I learned from my time in the desert)

Spiritual Femdom: Miss Brighton wants to take you higher with spiritual BDSM 1-800-601-6975

Greetings earthlings! I am back in the saddle, looking great and feeling great. The week before last I went on what was the commencement of a 6 month long journey, and it got me to thinking about spiritual femdom. Does . . . → Read More: Spiritual Femdom – Spirituality In BDSM (What I learned from my time in the desert)

Virtual Giantess Femdom – Tiny Men Are Welcome (Guest Blog from EnchantrixWillow)

Virtual Giantess Femdom at Enchantrix, for tiny men who love giant women. 1-800-539-4566

What’s up! Willow here. I’ve been doing a lot of roaming in world on the virtual grid, and I came across a Giantess sim, inhabited by tiny men! When I first came on board to Enchantrix, I learned that Giantess . . . → Read More: Virtual Giantess Femdom – Tiny Men Are Welcome (Guest Blog from EnchantrixWillow)