I miss you guys. Just did a little site clean-up and found myself getting nostalgic reading old posts. It’s kind of hard to believe it’s been twelve years since I took my first Bay City Blues call. I’m not going to lie: I needed a break from doing phone sex for a while. It can be a fun job, but it is work. I felt like I was starting to sound stale and uninterested, and I wasn’t taking care of my callers the way I wanted to.
A year and a half ago, I decided it was time to change things up a bit. In my lifetime, I’ve worked my ass off and run my own businesses, but I’ve never had a nine-to-five office job. I wondered what that normalcy was like. I’ve always considered myself different, other. I’ve always felt like an imposter among people who say things like “I just landed a huge new account” or “we sign papers on the house tomorrow.” What would it be like, I wondered, to walk in that world?
To not have my livelihood inextricably entwined with my sexuality. To not have my survival depend on how attractive I am to the small subset of humans who not only enjoy phone sex, but who are also willing to pay for it? I put a couple feelers out, and a random “straight” job landed in my lap. I’m good at it, and they allow me to take time off in the summers to perform at my beloved fringe theatre festivals. So all in all, it’s not a bad gig, though I still feel like an imposter most of the time. I think, “so this is what it’s like. This is how most people live.”
And I’ll be honest, I miss not having to put pants on to go to work. Heh. But it’s true. I’m spoiled. I’d much rather have interesting conversations and intense orgasms with strangers on the telephone than spend 8 hours in an office, no matter how flexible the job is. So what does this mean? I’m not really sure. I still don’t feel like hiring/managing other phone sex operators, so BCB is probably never going to be what it once was.
I have a lot of other irons in the fire. I’m performing “A Story of O’s” at the Winnipeg Fringe in July, and I hope to do a short run in Portland before the end of the year. I’m also running a fried chicken pop-up restaurant every other Saturday that has been getting some great press, and my partner and I are looking for a permanent brick and mortar space for it.
Which is all to say that my time and availability are still limited, but I’m finding myself being drawn back to phone sex more and more. I miss your stories, your fantasies, the sounds of your pleasure, the gratitude in your voice afterward. I miss the connection. If you’ve missed me too, now’s the time to let me know. Drop me an email or call into dispatch. If I find there’s enough interest, I will consider adjusting my schedule to allow for regular non-appointment phone sex availability.
Well, you knew this was coming, didn’t you? After much agonizing (in not the fun way), I’ve decided that after 11+ years, it’s time for me to focus on endeavors other than phone sex. Don’t panic. I’m not completely retiring. I will still be available to take your calls some evenings and weekends, by appointment only. I realize this makes it much more difficult for you to reach me, and I apologize in advance for the inconvenience. The best way to schedule an appointment is via email, Tonya@BayCityBlues.com.
Unfortunately, this means I no longer have the time to hire, train, and manage other operators. That may be the hardest part of this, not being able to provide a platform for those few awesome, amazing women who are willing to share their hearts and minds and cunts with you. I feel like I’m letting them down. And you, my wonderful clients over the years, you really have no idea how difficult it is to walk away from this job that has sustained and inspired me for so long. Which is why I’m leaving the door open, for those of you who are able to plan ahead and make phone dates. But I know some of you are at the mercy of fleeting privacy, and this means eventually you will have to search for another provider. I hope hope hope you end up with somebody incredible, and I’m sorry to leave you hanging.
SPECIAL NOTE: If you are only finding me now due to my appearance in the documentary film Hotline, please email me. I will be accepting new clients on a case-by-case basis.
If you wish to reach any former BCB girls, please email me. I promise I will forward your messages to them. I have so much gratitude and love for everyone who has ever been a part of the Bay City Blues family, both callers and operators. Thank you from the depths of my soul for everything. I won’t be updating this site anymore, but please feel free to follow my adventures at TonyaJoneMiller.com. If you wish to connect with me on social media, I would welcome the opportunity to keep in touch. You’ll find me as “TonyaJoneMiller” on Twitter, Facebook, Fetlife, and Instagram.
Again, thank you all for your loyalty and support. You cannot know what it has meant to me.
Day turns to a sultry, mist-filled night. You watch as I see you, a silhouette of a man. The mist obscures your face, shadows your intentions. My sense of safety has faded with the light, making the unknown more scary than reality. You know the moment I hear the footsteps soft behind me, following me. You see it in my nervous glance over my hsoulder, as I move quickly down the street towards brighter lights.
My high heels click briskly against the pavement. The rhythm quickening slightly as I make an effort to put distance between myself and my fear. You are completely focused on the sound, a hunter following his prey. You know exactly where to go. You’ve followed me home before, many times. This time is different. This time you want to do more than trail after me.
You’ve sent me notes, given me flowers. I never pay attention. You’ve given so much. Now its time to take…
Stalking fantasies can be very erotic. From the moment you first discover the object of your evolving obsession. Whatever it is that attracts your attention: her beautiful smile, her low sexy laugh. It makes you want more. First you just want to know everything about her. Then you need her to notice you, to choose you. She needs to belong to you and you alone.
Call me for a stalking phone sex fantasy. I promise you won’t be disappointed!
There are so many toys and brands that I have grown to love over the years but in all honesty – This one (The Feeldoe) takes the cock…er I mean cake!
I won’t go on a rambling review but I do want to say a few things:
1. Do not use this toy with someone you are not serious about. It feels way too fucking good! It’s guaranteed to fuck up any, ” I’ll never see them again…that was a nice ,one time thing” plans you may have had. This thing is addictive. More so than any other toy I have owned. (Sissys seem to be especially attracted to it for some reason)
2. As much as I love traditional strap-ons and am aware that nothing beats a sturdy leather cock harness, I believe this toy offers you an entirely different experience. I absolutely love the feeling of closeness it gives my partner and I. As an added plus it also has a removable vibrating bullet. The bullet makes the whole toy shiver violently and it feels lovely. Another appeling aspect is that you can feel every tug and jerk you partner makes, you feel it every time they tense up , relax a little too much etc….So fucking sexy.
3. More men need to know what it’s like to “receive”. I have been with too many guys that seem almost careless in their use of ,what most of them consider, their most valuable asset. Taking is pleasurable and all but it can also come along with some discomfort and irritation , regardless of shape , size or method. I have come to find out that alot of guys cant even grasp this concept and continue to plow on , leaving reams of unsatisfied women ( and men ) in their wake…
So Are You Ready? Ready to show me that you can handle it , that your worthy of being entered by me? Or do you need a little coaching? Is it really your first time with a strap on? First I’ll teach you how to suck cock like a good boy and then…well , you get the picture…
I’ll help you understand what its like to truly accept another human being inside of you. How it feels to give yourself over entirely to pleasure and lose yourself completely in someone else.
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I’ve often struggled over the years with the moral and ethical implications of financial domination phone sex. (Click that link for a detailed blog post about the subject.) It’s important to me to feel good about the services I provide to my clients, and for a long time FiDo was just kind of distasteful to me. The self-proclaimed Financial Dommes I encountered came off as entitled, spoiled bitches, and I didn’t understand why anyone would want to throw money at someone I myself would have no respect for.
I’m somewhat ashamed to say that judgment colored my opinions about financial domination for a long time. However, the past few years have brought me a number of FiDo phone sex callers who have profoundly changed my ideas about the fetish. You see, it isn’t about the other phone sex findommes; it’s about me and how I choose to conduct myself and my business. It’s about being the kind of person and artist that a financial submissive can feel good about serving. You may feel that you are throwing money away and get off on that, but I don’t have to feel that way. I appreciate every dollar I have, and I don’t waste money frivolously. But of course that’s a matter of opinion, as I tend to spend on experiences rather than on possessions. I work hard at play and play hard at work, and I appreciate having the financial freedom to pursue my creative endeavors as well.
If you stumbled across this blog post while searching for a financial domination provider, you already know that I am different from the majority of spoiled brat, pay-me princesses out there. And if that’s your thing, hey more power to you; you have plenty of options, and I’m sure you’ll find a money mistress to suit you. However, if you’ve felt the irresistible pull of financial submission for some time but find the average FinDomme unworthy of your devotion and patronage, I invite you explore my personal website, especially my writings on financial domination. Discover who I am and consider whether you wish to serve someone who feels their very existence entitles them to your money, or whether you’d have a more satisfying sense of purpose knowing your patronage fosters my creative expression and life’s work.
Then…Take out your wallet, count your cash, and know your credit limit. Pick up the phone and prepare yourself for a different kind of financial domination phone sex.