Author Archive for Tawnee

Sharing is Caring

I went out last night as usual and I thought before I go home, I better check in on my pops. He hasn’t been feeling good lately and I know he’s a fucking night owl so I decided I would stop over there with a few buddies of mine. My 2 friends Jermain and Will were coming back to my apartment for a little fuck fest but they didn’t mind making a quick pit stop first.

We all walked in my dad’s house and there was my pops sitting in his recliner, pants and boxers around his ankles and beating his cock off to porn. I just thought it was an average porno movie was on but he was watching a man suck another dude off. I was in complete shock because I had no idea he was into this sort of thing.

I saw a bunch of prescription bottles lying in front of him on the coffee table so I knew he was a little out of it.  His face was bright red from us catching him in the act but I didn’t know what a twisted fuck he could be. I told him to leave his pants off and to get up from the recliner and kneel in front of my 2 friends. I demanded them to take off their pants so my dad could experience a huge fucking nigger cock in his mouth for real. My buddy Jermain pumped my dads throat pretty good and they took turns face fucking him. My dad was a little hesitate at first but then he really starting enjoying it.

My pops was my little sissy, fag bitch last night and sucked huge ropes of cum from their big, black dicks just like a good little slut would do. Those horse cocks were for me last night but seeing how my dad has been sick lately, I thought I would share. That’s just what a good fucking daughter I am.

 

The Holidays Make Me Horny!

It wouldn’t be the Holidays without me showing my pussy lips. Guys love my meaty lips and it looks incredible when I bend over. I want you to get in-between my legs and suck on my pussy lips while I rub my clit. I love pulling my lips apart and showing you my beautiful pink pussy. I’m always completely bare for your licking pleasure.

I want you to suck my pussy till I squirt in your mouth. If you give me oral stimulation there’s no telling what I will do for you. The Holidays make me horny and I just want to do something naughty. Let’s be naughty together!

Teasing Tawnee

Abuse My Nipples

I have a secret fetish that I have to tell you about, I love having my nipples abused. I like them pinched, bitten, pulled and yanked to they are purple. I have a set of nipple clamps that I use a lot but that sometimes that doesn’t seem enough for me. I love guys who are really rough with my nipples, it makes my cunt squirt like hell the more they’re tortured. When I am with a guy and he starts to suck my tits, I will demand he twist them and bite them as hard as he can and if I hear from him say “well, I don’t want to hurt you!” He will be kicked to the curb faster than you’ll ever know!

Nothing is too much for me and I live for pain. Nipple abuse is my fetish, what is yours?

~Tawnee~

Taking You Higher

 Every inch, every gasp, every breath takes you higher.  My legs wrap around your strong body, my hands find all the spots that make you momentarily forget your own name.  My mouth, caresses, kisses, licks, sucks you in to the warmth and softness, causing your eyes to close in ecstasy.

Your cock slips rapidly between my two perfect tits.  My eyes look up into yours, you smile and I smile back. As your balls become tighter, you manuver down my body, pressing into the moist, hot walls of my pussy.  You lay on me, pressing my legs back, so you can drive deeper and deeper, until you cannot hold out any longer and come inside that which is my beautiful perfection.

Goddess Tawnee

Human ATM Training

Who will be accepted:

Those with a true desire to give me all that I desire and deserve;

Those who actually take the time to give Me what I like;

Those who can actually afford Me;

Those who can actually give Me control over their finances;

Those who do as they say they will, and not be a wannabe time wasting piece of shit;

Those who are ready to commit to a monetary relationship only;

Those who will tribute Me on an ongoing basis regardless of Me being available for a call or not;

Those who actually understand what it means to be a Human ATM;

Those who can hold a conversation pertaining to other subjects besides:

1. My tits

2. My ass

3. My pussy

4. that thing you kindly refer to as a ‘cock’

Those who only want to lavish Me with gifts, time, and money.

Who will NOT be accepted:

Those who spend a whole 20 bucks on a call and expect Me to be somehow grateful that you even phoned Me;

Those who waste My valuable time on IM without calling;

Those who do not call Me even when I tell them when to call;

Those who cannot take instruction and follow rules accordingly;

Those who are not in a financial situation where they cannot maintain a monetary relationship with Me.

I expect great things from my money slaves, I want respect, and intelligence.  I take pride in every single serious money slave that I now own, and the reason I do is because I have high standards, and those of you who are my sweet lil piggies know this, and do what ever possible to make Me happy.  And you all do.

Those who expect some sort of gratitude from Me regarding any monies received from them, YOU should be grateful that you are able to give me the lifestyle I am accustomed to, not the other way around, I’m not some maid, or street beggar for christ sake.  Also, to make one thing perfectly clear, I do NOT need your money, I don’t, but I want your money.  There is a very distinct difference.

IF you meet the above criteria, then contact me via email with what you are willing to do and what you are not willing to do.  If I deem you worthy of my time and attention, then I will email you back with specific instructions on how further communication is to be done.

I know this all sounds bitchy in nature doesn’t it? It isn’t for some of you, I understand that, and I have many regulars who aren’t even into the money type of fantasy, and that is fine.  I love speaking to those men/women as well.  But if you mention you would like wallet raping/blackmail/Human ATM or other forms of Financial Domination you better be damn sure you are able to do as you say.  Otherwise, you go on My “wank” list, and from that day forward I will NOT have any sort of contact with you ever again.  Then you can sit there on your pathetic ass and just read about how such and such is spoiling me, and know that you have missed your chance to actually be in the good graces of a real life Money Mistress.

I know what you are saying to yourself.  What do I get out of this? What you get is my time, attention, and sweet voice on the phone.  You get to spend time with a woman who you know deep deep down in side wouldn’t even tell you to go fuck yourself if you attempted to start a conversation with her.  You also get the gratification of knowing that I, and I alone, am being taken care of by you.  Don’t you think that and that alone is enough?

Tawnee

My Perfect Ass

 I have the perfect ass, and I know you fantasize about being between My two perky, soft, lovely cheeks.  Nose pressed so firmly against it’s small beautiful opening that you are simply intoxicated by it’s heady scent.

Just thinking of it makes your cock twitch, grow, ache, and no matter how much you awkwardly grope, stroke and try to relieve the throbbing, it just doesn’t work does it?

Sure you cum, but it never is as satisfying as when you call Me, get on your knees behind Me, happily pressing your face against the only thing that will cure your almost out of control need.

You go right on, stare at it, imagine how it tastes and feels, then allow that desire to grow, until you have no other choice but to dial My number and get some release.

Your Goddess,

Tawnee

Goddess Wants It

 It’s that time of the month again.  The time when all my little pay piggies come out of the shadows to send me my monthly tributes.  They do so without question, as it should be.  Now not all the men who ‘tribute’ Me are slaves, oh no.  Some are sweet, and what I would consider my Sugar Daddies, it’s so cute when they get in a pissing match with each other.  One will send me a stellar tip and another will out do it, then another will out do him, and it goes on and on.  I spend much of the conversation on the phone just simply gushing over them.  And it’s not a contrite act either, I really do adore my Sugar Daddies, each and every one of them, and I never neglect any of them for any reason what so ever.  And then I have the ATM guys, and then the blackmail guys, then the money slaves, forced intox guys and those who just want me to rape their wallet, take every penny they own.  So many men who want to give me pretty things and make sure I have what ever it is my heart desires, even if it means for some of them eating crackers and peanut butter for days on end. ~laughs~  So you see, what ever I want I get, just as all Goddesses should!

Money Goddess,

Tawnee

Tawnee’s Partner in Crime

A few nights ago I had the distinct pleasure of working with another mistress in the punishment of my Little Whore. I guided the abuse via telephone while viewing the spectacle over the webcam. It was a delightful treat to see my little bitch get whipped, paddled, fucked and slapped all night long. It started with my fellow mistress arriving in black lingerie and a matching trench coat. She started right away by putting my bitch on his knees and slapping the shit out of him with a cat of nine tails. He wailed and screamed through the ball gag in his mouth, saying, “Thank you Mistress Tawnee!”

Then we moved on to the paddling of his sweet ass which, as my partner in crime said, “Hurt like a son of a bitch.” After that I had her fuck him in his tight little pucker for me until he didn’t know if he was begging for mercy or begging for more! We wrapped it all up with some ultra hot needle play on his over grown clitty that really did leave him begging for more. If you have a hot story to share, then call me and lets play.

Finding Your Purpose with Goddess Tawnee

 Hello my little bitchlettes this is Tawnee. Here to remind you what worthless little worms you are. You know you should be down on your feet groveling in front of me. Your only purpose in life it to worship my beautiful body and please goddess Tawnee. Beyond that, you have no use for your pitiful existence. Really the attentions I give you are just mercies you don’t even deserve. You aught to be on your knees with a cock in your face doing whatever I tell you to do. Forced bi phone sex is the hottest thing around. And it’s the closest you are ever going to get to my beautiful body. SO get use to it now worm. Let’s face facts here: The only use I have for you is as a money piggy, a panty boy, or a good little cock sucking bitch. You are my money and my entertainment and that is all. So in more ways that one, open wide bitch. Call me now and don’t keep me waiting if you know what is good for you.

Two Girl Phone Sex with Tawnee and Chloe

 For those of you who don’t know me, I have a friend who I hang out with quite often named Chloe. We love to go shopping for sales, on trips that last all day long. When that happens, I normally spend the night at Chloe’s house and sleep on her couch. Last For those of you who don’t know, I am bisexual and I have a very close weekend, while sleeping on her living room couch, I awoke to hear strange moaning sounds coming from Chloe’s bedroom. I had been there all night, so I knew she had not brought any men home with her. Curious, I quietly got up and crept into her bedroom. There, on the bed, illuminated in the gentle glow of the light outside her bedroom window, was Chloe. Her eyes were closed and she was running caresses up and down her naked body.


I tip toed into the room, slipped out of my nightgown and slid into bed beside her. At first, Chloe was surprised and tried to get up out of the bed. I gently grabbed her around the waist and pulled her against my body. As she turned her face towards me, I covered her mouth with mine. She trembled beneath me, against me, as she tried to resist and pull away from my embrace at first. But I whispered to her, “You don’t need to be afraid. It’s okay to want this. It’s okay to want me.” Her blonde hair cast blue highlights in the glow of the pre-dawn light and, though she continued to tremble in my arms, she relaxed into my kisses, to melt into my caresses. “Oh, my god, Tawnee! You know just where and how to touch me, ” she whispered to me. My hot breath brushed her parted lips as I answered, “Of course I do. I am a woman too. All women are afraid their first time in the arms of another woman. But no other lover can touch you as another woman can do.”

“I need you, ” she confessed to me. In answer, I smiled and covered her mouth in deep, probing kisses as I traced my fingers down the length of her smooth body. I tweaked and pulled gently on her hard nipple, squeezed and massaged her full breast and gently raked my fingernails down her side. I reached around her hip and traced the ‘V-line’ that led down to the paradise between her legs. She opened for me, slowly, but without any more resistance. I smiled down at her as she whispered to me, “Oh! You make me crave it!” She was desperate for me now, and I knew it. Her desire, blending with mine, commanded me. I began to rub my fingers, gently at first, over the top of her pussy as I spooned my body against hers. Over the curls of her pussy my fingers rose and fell, traveling a little further down, until I was firmly stroking her now engorged outer lips.

By the time I entered her with my fingers, she was absolutely flooded with the nectar of her need for me. She whimpered in whispered cries that pleaded with me for salvation from that desperation. I moved to sit on my knees between her open legs as I used one hand to reach deep within her, while my other hand stroked and caressed her body; down her neck and chest, just barely brushing the borders of her breasts, as I came down her sternum, abdomen and stomach. She whimpered more pleadingly as she writhed in pleasure beneath my touches. But she had deeper needs. So I shushed her, telling her, “It’s okay baby. I know what you need.” I reached for the double ended dildo I’d felt on the bed beside her. I picked it up and used the head on one end of it to rub up and down her inner and outer pussy lips and to rub her aching clitoris. “Shhh, Lover. Just let go, ” I told her as I began to ease the toy inside of her soaking wet pussy hole, going a little deeper inside of her with each gentle slide into her.

I kept the toy inside of her as I varied the touches of my other hand now on her clit, then over her breasts and body, before massaging her clit again as I used deep and slow sliding motions inside of her with the toy. My own desire was reaching a fever pitch as I watched her writhe beneath me and saw the dildo get swallowed by her pink pussy again and again. My pussy was flooded with precum as I took the other end of the dildo and slid it inside of my pussy hole. As I pushed it deeper inside of me, my body got closer to hers. And she loved me for it! She wrapped her arms around me, pulling me closer to her, as she lifted her mouth to my breast and drowned in its fullness. I thrust into her body deeper and harder each time, feeling the dildo fill up the both of us at the same time until our clits rubbed together and we both exploded in ecstasy that devastated any ability to think.

When it was over, we lay in bed for what seemed like hours, as we trembled in each other’s arms. This was Chloe’s first lesbian experience, but it certainly wasn’t the last. As time has gone on, we have continued to play together and have had some very hot erotic phone sex with one another. If you would like to join in sometime, then call us today.