Feminatrix - Princess Elise

Here’s the thing… I love to watch men. I love to make men do things to themselves. Haha! I love hearing a man torture himself. So, if you really want to win Me, the Princess, over… create new and better things to do to them. Ya know…those balls. Hehe I once made a man put as many clothespins on his wrinkly sack!!!!

OMG!!! was that ever fun. In fact, if I can remember right, he put 42 of them tightly pinching and hanging from his umm.. hehe! I am the kind of Girl that loves the unthinkable. “Weird” things impress Me immensely. Maybe that is why I am good at being bossy. I have a little games for My guys. I want to know the most creavtive thing you have done to “impress” a girl. Oh! and I’m not talking about giving her flowers at all, I mean impress a Girl like Me. the kind of Girl who likes small acts of CBT.

If this helps at all, I once had a guy show Me on cam how Bengay made him very aroused and in turn took Me to a place, where together, we rode a deep, dark and deviant side of our imagination. I will only say one more thing about this particular guy. He was the most submissive guy I have ever had the pleasure of …. pleasuring…lol.

I might be new to the LDW family, but Ms Elise is by no means an amateur of eroticism. If you like this and NEED a phone session with Me call me now if Im available. If not available right this second, please don’t hesitate to email Me and set something up!!!

Listen To Me….

This morning when I got out of the shower, I sat on the edge of My bed. I reached for My lotion and I crossed My legs, I wondered. What has drawn Me to make guys ( sissies ) become My mirror image? Is it because I love being a woman so much that I feel they too should know the feeling? Or is it that I am very good at making something out of nothing hehe! A someone out of a nobody!

Cool creamy lotion being rubbed on My toned calf sends Me to a different world.  My fingers glide over My shin, up and over My knee. My eyes close and I can picture a man in front in of Me. He’s wearing a tight black dress, showing off that girly figure. He is a bit rough around the edges. He needs Me. I motion for him to pick up his freshly shavened leg, and place it on My lap. His eyes sparkle. One of My hands grab ahold of his heel as the other applies the lotion to his lower leg. I can feel his smile brighten, his eyes pierce through mine. I gave this man just the begining touch. I made him more curious, maybe even more confused. But I can tell that he was hooked to this feeling. I renamed him. I chose a name that only him and I would use when we were alone. Him in his girly clothes and I willing to train him. This man is not My imagination. He is you, he is the girl you want to be. My little crossdressing friend.  So, do us both of a favor.

Call Ms Elise now for a phone session at 1-800-356-6169 NOW! Know how it is to feel like Me. I will take you there…. hehe!

A hand grasping a pair of silky, shiney panties for the very first time. Brushing them against your rough jaw line. Do you remember back that far? Hehe! Having your Mistress instruct you as your heart races and your mind loses all tract of time.

I remember the very first time that I seen the curious eye looking at My freshly peeled off panties. I had just got home from a vigorious run. He knocks on My door soon after. Colby seemed to always seemed to follow Me around. But as I knew he couldn’t hurt a fly…Therefore, I once again allowed him to accompany Me. He appeared more curious than usual this one cool December morning. I opened My panty drawer and grabbed My favorite Tbars. Colby stood directly to the side of the opened drawer, gazing in and shifting his head back up….

My thumbs both squeeze inside the panties I wore and inch them off My hips and wiggle them completely off. As I stepped out of them, Colbys eyes shot to the floor and watched as My panties lay crumbled on the floor. He watches as I make My way towards the Mistress Room…(hehe) He walks over….stands above those moist panties. The same panties that hugged My hips as the sweat trickled down from the small of My back. He knew if he leaned down and picked them up, he would….he would be able to feel them, smell them, and maybe even rub them on his lips, enabling a taste. Would you chance it?  If you knew you could get away with it. But remember this could be a turning point… what if you couldn’t turn back? What if My scent sent you over the edge, would you?

If you would like to answer this question, Call Me for a phone session now. 1-800-356-6169

Kisses, Elise!

And don’t forget Us on Valentines Day!