New Years is upon us, so I’d like to thank everyone for a great 2012 and wish everyone the best in the New Year.

As you know, New Years Day is also Tomsin’s Birthday. Let’s bring 2013 in with a bang!

To celebrate, I’m offering a New Years/Tomsin’s Birthday Special:

All calls $2 per min, all day on January 1st

So pick a sexy lady and have some fun! I know you will.

If you think you know Randi, you probably don’t know much. I am a Superior Mistress and My sport is teasing and taunting excuses for men like yourself.

I like to make them hurt. Not because they have wronged me, but because I can. It’s all a part of My game, and getting what I want.

I get off to revealing your shortcummings. I will let you know exactly what I think of you.

If you think you have a chance with Me, well you just might.

Get in line.

The Superior Mistress Randi

I am continually asked if I will still take calls.

Well the answer is yes, however I always suggest or rather warn my callers to be very careful of what they wish for.

I like to be satisfied during my calls, you will not find a “suck and fuck” here.

I am better known as the fetish Queen. If it is kinky and perverted I like it, if is a different type of roleplay I have fun with it, now if it causes pain and discomfort for you, I love it !

My favorite kind of phone sex call is by far a CBT call, for those of you that don’t know what that is, it is cock and ball torture. The things I have you do, the sounds you will make for me, the pleasure I will get from knowing what you’re going through!  Those are the things that make me wet, get me excited, make me play with myself!

Tease and Denial is great too !  In a very sensual way, I can still cause the discomfort of taking you to the edge and pulling you back from it.  Hearing you beg me to allow you to cum, knowing that I have the power to either make you blow your load, or beg for mercy. That’s what I truly enjoy!

Want some mutual masturbation ?  I enjoy that, but remember with me there will always be a twist !  My kind of twist.

Still want to call ?  Do you dare have phone sex with Ms. Randi ?

Let’s see. lol

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Ms. Randi

I hear it time and time again that you know how to please a Woman with that tongue, but do you really know what it is a Woman like Me wants?

A demanding Woman like Me needs you to pull out all the stops to make sure I am pleased. I am going to put you through the ultimate test.

You say, “Randi, what can I do to please You? You are the Ultimate Goddess and I want to take care of You.” As My subordinate, you can start by being available at My every whim.

When I go out and get what I really need, then it will be your job to take care of My throbbing warm and wet pussy. I just got the best ride, and it’s up to you to clean the dripping wet folds between My Goddess legs.

Clean Me up and enjoy what you are given. Slurp it up, and smile with appreciation. Thank your Goddess Randi for the gift you are receiving, and be sure to leave no trace behind.

You are here for a reason; to be at My beck and call. You have fallen slave to My desires and you need to be ready for Me. Never leave a Goddess waiting.

Now, do you think you have what it takes? Apply within…

Randi 888-733-2243

Ms. Randi

He stuttered, “y-yes, you’re s-so beautiful.” I love making
men lose their marbles when they look at me. The shine of awe
in their eyes gets me hot.

“Back up” I said, and he inched backwards, still in awe,
never taking his eyes off me. “More”, I said, and he did so,
each time I said “more”. Finally, I said “stop”. I walked up
to him and smiled an evil little smile. I pointed at the
ground in front of me and said “kneel”. Gone was the
“overbearing, controlling worm”. Now, he was a soft,
simpering piece of clay in my hands…or under my foot! He
knelt in front of me and I raised my boot to his shoulder
and guided him down even further, back, onto his bum and
finally all the way down until he was on his back. He didn’t
realize until it was too late that almost half his torso was
now hanging over a cliff, which meant he had to hold himself
up. Anxiety replaced the awe in his eyes. The toe of my boot
lightly trailed from his shoulder, across his chest and to
his chin. “Not so brave and bold now, are you?” I giggled.

And, his torso hanging over the cliff, I mounted him, like a
piece of chattel, my ride, my usable and tangible goods. He
struggled to keep himself upright, to try and enjoy the soft,
warm pussy that now encompassed his cock. It was mighty hard
at first, but because of his anxiety of being pinned down and
over a cliff didn’t make it last very long LMAO!

“Whatsa’ matter lover? Can’t keep it up?” I laughed evilly,
and got up off of him without warning. Over the cliff he
went, but luckily he grabbed and only slid down a short
distance. Hanging there and trying to climb back up, he asked
for me help. I laughed at him and asked “You won’t be such an
overbearing dickhead anymore, will you?” I waited until he
was far enough up to see over the top of the cliff and I
turned and sauntered away, my honey ass-cheeks swinging back
and forth, hearing his pathetic whines behind me.

 Take that, fuckstain…

Call me if you dare…

Randi 888-733-2243

Hello Fellas

Thought I’d tell you about a time when I had to teach this worm of a boyfriend (of which I have no interest in anymore) a lesson he’ll never forget. He began to get a little overbearing, jealous, controlling. And, as you know, this does NOT happen with me.

 Around where I live, we have beautiful, romantic places to visit. I set up an outing with him for this little out of the way place that had a gorgeous 150 ft waterfall that we’d visited before. I told him we’d have a picnic, right there at the top, and said I’d meet him there.

When he arrived, I was no where to be seen. He got out of his car and looked around for me. That’s when I stepped forward into an area of ferns that were speckled with Oak-filtered sun. He saw me, and his breath caught. All he could see was my upper body, the ferns framing the curves of my breasts, one coming up in between them and curling back down to barely touch my nipple…

Yes, I was completely naked. And, naked, I stepped out into the direct sunlight.

 He could now see all of my lithe, honey-tanned body. I was simply clad in a pair of highly burnished, rich mahogany-colored roper boots, a matching hat, and braided belt with a gleaming gold buckle. My hair feathered down over my shoulders and back, illuminated by the sun into strands of gilded glory. I put one of my hands on the top of my hat and leaned my head back a bit to face the sun. Putting my other hand on my hip, I raised that side’s shoulder to touch my cheek. Only moving my eyes, I looked over at him and said, “So, do you like what you see?”  …..    

Thought you were going to get the whole thing did you? LOL. Tune in next week babes ;)

 Call me… let’s have some fun…. Randi   888-733-2243

I know I’ve been pretty sparse on blogs for a while, but we’ll fix that. ;)
Lately I’ve been thinking about how much I love being a Fetish Queen. I want to be entertained, so I run the gambit on so many different fetishes, I never get bored. Of course, you remember my favorite, CBT. There’s nothing like taking you through all you can stand, and then, testing how much further I can push you. And you KNOW I will. ;) If you’re lucky enough to catch my indicator as available, you’d better snap me up quick. I am never “idle” long, and would love to have a long, leisurely session with you as I push you further and further…past what you consider your limits. ;)

Randi

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Hi Guys;

I have been asked a lot lately about fantasy. What they are, how they happen, what to do with them. I thought maybe by providing this little blurb out of “Fantasy made Flesh” that it would help some of you with questions, to understand.

Fantasies happen first in our minds. Sometimes they creep unbidden into our thoughts during the commute, while doing the dishes, or in the middle of an act of intimacy. Erotic roleplay takes a fantasy, our Selves speaking in the fluid language of the imagination, and translates it into a tangible reality. For those of you who have tried to make this translation, you’ll recognize it to be easier said than done. I encourage you, and hope to enable you, to learn the fluency of your own inner laguage, and to learn how to translate those thoughts and images into a tangible, sensuous, skin-on reality.

Phone sex, can help you to make that fantasy more tangible, more realistic, and not leave you with the feeling that “your on your own”.

Let me help or guide your imagination into something fun, realistic and exciting!

Randi

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Ms. Randi

A story from one of My sissy slutssissy  judith is the epitome of doing all you can do to not only please your Mistress, but also to follow your true calling.

To become the sissy you crave to be.

sissy judiths story

At first all i needed was the enjoyment of dressing.
i loved doing all of the little things involved with
my transformation. Taking a bath or shower, using
moisturizing lotions and perfumed spray mist. Doing
my makeup and seeing sissy judith come alive in the mirror.
Slipping into lingerie, a nice dress, suit, or a pair
of pants; doing my hair, putting on jewelry, slipping
my stockinged feet into a nice pair of heels, and
getting the right handbag. Finally, when i was
finished, i enjoyed modeling in front of a full-length
mirror.

Soon i realized that if i truly was to become the
woman that i wanted i needed more. i needed to
experience the extremes in life of an innocent, naive
woman under the control of a demanding Mistress.
Submission, obedience, humiliation, bondage, torture,
pain
. Doing as told or suffering the consequences of
my disobedience. Raising welts upon the flesh of my
bottom and thighs with a wooden spoon because i had
been lax in honoring my Mistress with my time.
Sleeping with my wrists secured to the bedposts by the
sheer stockings i so enjoyed wearing that very day.
Being held captive by Her Gentlemen just for the
enjoyment of watching a pretty, well-dressed lady
react in extreme fear to being spread-eagled, forced and fucked in all her openings, sucking the heels
of her shoes or the cock of a tormentor, whipped
savagely, stockinged feet tortured with cigarettes or
candle wax.

Strict obedience to a Mistress, a plaything for men.
This is judith’s place in life.

Yours,
sissy judith

If you are ready to start your sissy transformation, you can reach Me

@ 888-733-2243

Mistress Randi

Randi

I’m in the mood for something kinky !

I want to get naked, take my hands and feel the softness of my breasts. Run my hands down my belly and find that sweet moistness between my legs.

Would you like to play together ?  Mutual masturbation can be extremely exciting and well hey quite rewarding if its an orgasm your looking for ! lol

I would love a stiff cock to play with my wet pussy right now.

Why don’t you give me a call, and lets play together !

Randi

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