DOMestic Bdsm and Female Domination

I have done voice work before. I am Australian so if you are
wanting a US accent, I can approximate one, or just use my own
voice.

How would the tape be used?

Hi,

I just happened to sitting at the computer and saw your message.
Hello to down under, if that's where you are now.

Forgive me, if I gave the impression that I'm just looking for
just anyone's "voice." I'm hoping to find the person that really
relates to what I'm describing and hopefully even mirrors the
character. This is a big bad female biker.

As to how I'm going to use it, it's going to be strictly for my
personal use. Just like you would have a recording of something
that especially turned you on - possibly some type of phone sex.
This is just something like that for me.

But I think the best thing is to send you a thoroughly extensive
super sized version of more info and then you can see how it
fits with you. I keep revising the description to be helpful. So
some of this you will have seen already, but most of it you will
not. Let me know if this sounds like you and we can go further.
Thanks for writing.

My fetish has always revolved around strong women and
particularly those who love to wear boots.

I used to own a business which involved meeting many women.
Because of the nature of the business, I was able to quickly get
on a close, friendly basis with them. I came up with an
inventive technique where I was able to get many of them to be
willing to tie me up. It was under the guise of having them help
me with a bet that I had made with a real muscular girl friend
of mine. Of course there was no bet, and there was no
girlfriend.

But the bet allegedly was - after we finished watching a Houdini
movie, my girlfriend had said "I bet if I tied him up, he
wouldn't be escaping. He'd be screaming in about ten minutes.
I'd put him in a position so painful and make it so tight, he'd
do anything to have me cut those ropes."

To which I said, "Yeah right... Bull! You couldn't even tie me
and have me screaming. And I sure ain't no Houdini.!"

She said, "Oh really, is that right."

I said, "yeah it's right! Don't make me laugh. You couldn't tie
a Christmas package, let alone make ME scream."

The more she kept insisting she could, the more I put her down
and the angrier she got.

So she said, "Well maybe I need to teach you a little lesson
then." I said, "Any day, how much you want to lose?"

She thought for a minute and said "I don't want money. You're
going to lick my boots, that's what you're going to do!"
(because I always said this girl wore thigh high boots all the
time) "And it won't be funny when you do it either. Because I'm
going to make sure I get them good and dirty. And you're going
to lick em both. Until they're clean! And I'm not kidding. I
want mud just dripping from your mouth. And if I lose, you can
have me do anything you want."

I said, "You're on bitch!"

That was usually when I'd get the first reaction and I'd see how
they looked. If I thought that sounded to them like that was
perverted or sick, I wouldn't go any further. I'd change the
subject.

But if they laughed and said something like, "boy good for her,
I'd like to watch her when she does that", or something alone
those lines, or seemed really interested, then I knew I could
safely go on with it.

So then I'd tell them we ended up making that bet for the
following Sunday, three weeks from now. Because my girlfriend
was going to be out of town until then. But I said she told me I
was really going to be sorry. Because she was going to put me in
just mind boggling pain. I'd say, the girl was really pissed at
me.

So much so in fact, that she said she wanted to tell me step by
step in detail how she was going to do it so I'd be worrying
about it the whole time. And so that I could see how I'd end up
when she finished with me, and the pain I'll have.

So I told them she said "Now that you've made the bet, I'm going
to tell you exactly what I'm going to do to you. I'm going to
get red clay mud on my boots all the way over my knees while I'm
on out on this bike trip. And when I come back you will clean
both of em. You'll lick em until they're both clean. And after
that when I get ready and think you're degraded enough, I might
possibly think about untying you."

So then I'd say that she gave me every trivial little detail
right down to the letter, about what she was going to do.
Exactly how she was going to tie me, describing each rope in
visual precise detail. Just like she was actually doing it to
me, only this was verbal. Telling me how strong she was. How
incredibly tight she was going to pull each rope, how much they
were going to hurt, how much she knew about knots. And how much
she was just going to enjoy every minute doing it.

I said she told me she wanted me to know that, because she
wanted me just scared shitless worrying about it the whole time.
About how bad it was going to be when she actually did it. I
told them she said she was going to actually make me BEG to lick
her boots! And that she could hardly wait to see the tears in my
eyes.

So then they would almost always say something like, "wow, do I
pity you. It sounds like that's one tough chick. I think you're
in for a lot of pain. Boy, I'd really love to see that."

So then I'd say, "Well you know what? Maybe you could do me a
big favor if you wanted to help me. Maybe you could help me
practice and get ready for this. But I emphasize, you're going
to have to be vicious. You're going to have to dress like a
biker chick just like she does. That means you're going to have
to be wearing your boots too, with jeans or leather pants inside
em. And the taller your boots are and the dirtier, the better,"
I told them.

So then I'd ask them what kind of boots they had, hoping
particularly that they would have thigh high. And then I'd ask
them, would they mind getting them dirty? Most said, no not at
all, I can find a nice muddy area. So then I'd have them
describe their boots.

And then I'd tell them, "But the most important thing, you have
to assure me you'll make it just and tight and painful as you
possibly can. I need to know that it wouldn't bother you at all
to have zero mercy on me. You're going to have to be duplicating
exactly what she's going to do. Tie me in the same exact
position - a very contorted yoga position. And tie the ropes
like you hate me. You need to use thin clothesline rope and
follow the same exact techniques that my girlfriend told me she
was going to do. And if it comes right down to it, you're going
to have to make me beg to lick YOUR boots too. You'll have to do
the whole thing, just like my girlfriend said she's going to do.
Otherwise," I told them, "it wouldn't help me at all."

Although I quickly added then, I wasn't worried about that ever
happening.

I continued. "But in YOUR mind, you have to be confident that
you wouldn't have any concern about how much you hurt me, or how
tight you make those ropes. Because my girlfriend certainly
wasn't."

So I was hoping they'd say something like, "Sure I'll tie you
up, that'll be fun, I can definitely help you get ready. I got a
real mean temper when I get mad too. Like you said, I'll just
pretend you're somebody I hate. But I pity you. If that's what I
need to do though, don't worry, I won't have no mercy on you.
I'm pretty strong. I think I can put you in plenty of pain and
get you ready. Maybe not as good as she can, but yeah, I think
I'll make you beg. I actually think that'll be fun."

If they said something like that, then I had them tell me how
strong they thought they were. And to reassure me again that it
wouldn't bother them to put me in real pain, no matter how much
I yelled.

I'd ask them, "Like I said, I'm not even worried about this in
the least because it's not going to happen to me. But what if I
said, A-h-h that's too tight, or stop, I can't take no more,
what would you do?" If they said, "I'll tell you that's just
tough shit! Or "I'll probably make it even tighter then," that's
exactly what I wanted to hear.

So then I would explain all the details of the technique. And I
had them keep calling me frequently, explaining everything back
to me in detail, repeating exactly what I said. So I was sure
they were getting to know every detail about how to tie me and
what I'd described.

I'd tell them, "Describe it to me on the phone just like you're
doing it to me, exactly the way you're going to do it, what
you're going to make me do, and what you're going to make me
say." Then I would find out if they got me scared with their
confidence. Especially if they were really getting into it.

If they were, eventually as they started realizing how painful
the position would be and the extent they WOULD have me hurting -
especially if they really used their strength and pulled those
ropes tight - they started asking me, "Are you really sure you
want me to make this just as painful as I can, because boy this
is really going to hurt. You are REALLY going to hurt?"

Some knew that because they had already tried getting in the
position themselves just to get a visual idea of how I'd be.

And some had already even tried practicing it tying a friend or
boyfriend. Just practicing to make sure they would know how to
make it painful enough for me. And they would tell me, "I tried
this on my boyfriend and he was just screaming in pain - I
hadn't even made it tight yet. I couldn't get nowhere close to
finishing with the ropes. The pain was killing him. He said
please, stop, I'm breaking his leg. I had to stop."

Then they'd say something like, "There is just no way on this
earth you're ever going to win this. You're definitely going to
be licking her boots - definitely! You should have never got
yourself into this. That girl really knows what she's doing.
She's going to put you in just excruciating pain. And I promise
you, you need to call this bet off while you can, because
otherwise there's no doubt about it, you're going to be in very
severe pain. And like she told you, you're going to be licking
her boots."

That was exactly what I was hoping I could get them to say. I
was just waiting for that. I wanted them to have that
confidence.

So I would say, "ah bullshit! there's no way no woman is going
to make me do that. My girlfriend is going to be humiliated and
I don't care what you did to your boyfriend, you couldn't make
me do it either." I'd tell them that boyfriend of yours must be
a wuss.

Then I'd gradually just keep increasing the insults Telling
them, "All you women are sissies - just fragile little
weaklings. Your job is in the kitchen, doing the cooking and
cleaning. You ain't got the strength of no man, and you bitches
don't know the first thing about tying a rope. There isn't a
chance in hell no woman will ever make me lick her boots. In
fact if you're so confident you can, I'm willing to make the
same bet with you. But you'll be just as humiliated as she is."
Then I just kept ratcheting up the humiliation.

I told them "My girlfriend is going to lose, and you're not
nearly as muscular as she is. So there's no way in the world
you're ever going to make me do it. Your strength is a joke
compared to hers."

And each call I belittled them more - telling them how loose
their ropes would be. Challenging their pride and ability with
degrading insults of being weak stupid women. Saying they would
probably wimp out like a typical female and start crying that
they weren't able to do it. I had some of them just waiting for
the day they'd have me on that floor. Some even said they were
going to borrow their girlfriends boots for the occasion

And then I would make the final insult. I'd tell them, "Just to
be sure you don't have no excuse when you lose - like saying you
had mercy on me, and so that's why you didn't put me in all that
'unbearable' pain you're so positive you can - you're going to
have a little penalty yourself. I'm going to make you drink six
ounces of Castor oil without stopping when you lose. And if I
have to, I'll pour it down your throat. So still feel so
confident?"

And I told them on top of that, I'm so not worried about it, if
they make me cry, I'll even give them money besides.

And boy did some of them ever do a number on me with a
vengeance! They made the pain excruciating.

Some were literally laughing at me when I was licking the mud
off their boots. Reminding me how weak did I think they were
now. And sometimes if I stopped, some of them made the pain even
worse.

But it was this one particular body builder that almost put me
in the hospital. She must have weighed 180 to 190 pounds. She
bent me like a rag doll and tied me in absolutely mind freaking
pain. She almost broke my nose stepping on me. She rubbed off
the soles of her boots all over my face. They were repulsive.
Then she took ALL my money out of my wallet, walked out and just
left me there. The pain was indescribable. I couldn't make a
sound because she duct taped my mouth several times around my
head, before she started. If she hadn't, the whole neighborhood
would have heard me screaming. That's how incredible the pain
was. I was laying there for over four hours.

Fortunately a girl friend came over finally, checking on me
because I wasn't answering the phone. When she saw me through
the window, she literally freaked. She rushed in and cut me
loose. I couldn't straighten out or stand up for at least twelve
hours. I had agonizing pain. Both legs and arms stayed numb for
over two weeks. At first I even thought she might have
dislocated my hip. To this day I still have slight numbness in
my hand, and a sore back that I think was from that. And that
was twenty nine years ago.

Then she kept calling me and laughing, asking me when I'd like
her to do it again. She said I was lucky that time, she was just
playing with me - she went real easy on me. She said, "let me
come back again, I won't leave the the ropes so LOOSE this
time.Q And she'd laugh with a sarcasm that absolutely sent
chills down my back.

So with that extensive lead up to what I'm looking to do, I
thought I'd write a story about an even more ultimate experience
that would happen to me. I finally wrote it. Now I'm looking for
the right person that can transfer it to audio cassettes for me.
It is a long story.

I'm estimating the finished recording would take at least 8-10
hours and I'm willing to pay $25 an hour for the right person to
record it. It will be extremely easy and you will love the story
if you happen to love rope bondage and to see a man at your
mercy.

I wrote it in the way we speak rather than how we normally
write, so that makes it even easier. It doesn't have to be done
all at once either. There's actually no restrictions to time. It
can be done over several days at your leisure whenever you
wanted to record. I'm in no huge rush. It's more important to me
to get the right person that I can feel could actually be the
woman I created in this story. Also someone I can trust that
won't rip me off.

It's strictly for my own personal use, there is no sex content
and nothing illegal.

The story I wrote is about a very strong female biker, very much
in the likeness of that vicious bodybuilder. Telling me over the
phone what she's going to do to me when she comes to my house.
She calls me and says someone gave her my number. That she was
hired to hurt me and I'm going have pain I've never known in my
life.

She explains that she's a master in rope bondage and specializes
only in extreme torture positions. She says she's going to put
me in one of her worst by force. And assures me I will
thoroughly be cleaning her boots. With my tongue! She makes it
clear my days of ridiculing women are over. Toward the end, she
lets me know it won't be a one-time visit either. I've just
become her permanent boot licker. Whenever she wants. She
relishes telling me that she's making a special effort to make
sure they're extra dirty when she comes. Just for me. And with
her background as a martial arts expert, she hopes I'll be
stupid enough to try to resist her.

I go from a cocky and smart alec feminizing macho man initially,
to a trembling absolutely petrified basket case when she hangs
up. Just like she intended I would be, and just like she knew I
would. And worse, I find out at the end, I have no choice but to
await her torture. Because through a series of creative twists
and surprises in the story, I find I have absolutely no way to
prevent what she's going to do. And I'm just literally shaking.

So, all you would do is simply read these words off the computer
screen into a small cassette recorder. It has to be convincing
to the extent that you could actually be the woman in my story.
That's the most important thing to me. And reading it without
sounding like it was a script. Believable, with a very
intimidating voice.

That's why the person I have to do this cannot be acting. She
has to truly enjoy physically intimidating men, would have no
concern about putting them in pain, and is strong. It could be
done in bits and pieces whenever it's convenient to record. So
it can be done whenever time permits. I'm in no particular
hurry. I want to make it as easy as possible. I'd much rather
get a good tape.

It should be a piece of cake to read. It does not have to be
perfect or error free. We stutter and stammer and repeat
ourselves when we talk. So this would be perfect on the tape
too. The more natural it is, the better. And it would also
increase the fee hours for you. There is very strong language,
but no sexual content at all.

I have several friends who want to do it, but I know their voice
and I'm wanting a voice I don't know. The voice and attitude is
critical because after all, that's all I will be getting.

I would like to find the person that is even turned on
themselves by reading the story and would find it enjoyable.
That would make it just that much more believable for me.

My ideal choice would probably be found at any biker rally where
there are thousands of tough boot wearing women that could, and
probably would, love doing to me what this sarcastic vicious
amazon tells me she's going to make me suffer in my story.

So if you think you can strike any of the fear that bodybuilder
did into me, and think this sounds like something you'd like to
do and talk about more... or if you know someone who might be
perfect, I'd be happy to talk with them also and tell them more
specifics.

I would just like to bring my words to life on tape as if this
had been a real phone call and I recorded it - create something
similar to an audio book we commonly buy today. I do not want a
professional, just someone who is naturally very intimidating in
their daily life, who can relate to what I wrote, has the voice
and would enjoy reading this as much as I'm looking forward to
having it done.

I would be happy to explain more to anyone who would like to
contact me.

Thanks very much.

r343cheche@msn.com

Hi Brad,

Your concept is intriguing. I am interested in helping you. I am
in Australia. I am not sure of a couple of things.

1. I do not own a voice recorder, this may be a small issue. I
could get access to a recording studio to do this work though,
which would eliminate the background noise somewhat.

2. You say the piece is written as a phone conversation, if I
(or someone else) assumed the character, would a gap be left for
you to "reply" or would you need a male voice? or would you want
the person to approximate a male voice?

Thanks.

Hi Goddess,

I had not seen the comment until now with your question and not
having a tape recorder. I'm very unclear as to how things work
on this forum yet.

I don't know if this message was before seeing my more detailed
description. I didn't see your reply to me here until today.

In any case, if you have read my long reply to your initial
message to me, and you still feel that you would be the ideal
person to do this, I would like to communicate with you directly
to learn more about you and why this is appealing to you.

Are you just wishing to be a fantasy voice? Or do you have the
qualities and identify with the female biker I created in my
descriptive reply? Could you have been the person on that phone
call?

I want to know I'm making the choice that I think would be the
best. If you can respond to me through my email and would like
to do that, I'm happy to answer your questions and see if we
would mutually agree that we could make each other happy.

Thanks.

Brad

chicagowest2000@yahoo.com