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Sissy Boi Phone Sex

malaya I see the way you look at me, but it isn’t that you want to fuck me, you want to be me! Trust me little sissy bitch, you couldn’t handle being me. You are way to girly and giggly to be me. To be me, you must have ice water running through your veins and have no mercy with fools like you. 

Go to the garage and get ready for your company fag face. I have your pretty pink clothes hanging on the rack. I want to see your makeup perfect like I have taught you and that wig better be on fucking straight. Make sure it is pinned on so when you’re getting your face fucked it doesn’t come off. Who the fuck wants to see a bitch without her hair?

The men are on their way over and I plan on you making me a lot of cash. I did pay for your clothes, makeup and hair sissy slut. Don’t forget my cruel streak. Disappoint me and your night terrors are minimal compared to what I will do to your ass.

  Deviant Malaya Max

 

Written By: Malaya Maxx
Call  Malaya @ 1-866-659-8370
Email: malayamax@aol.com

 

BBC Lover Wendy

I love big dicks and when I need a big dick for my teen cunt, I always head for the hood. Black cock never disappoints me. Just thinking about it makes me pussy twitch. I always know it’s going to hurt, but hurt so good! There’s something about a tiny white girl like me that brings out the beast in them. They tear my pussy up and leave me begging for more. I can’t walk for days after they finish with me and I wouldn’t want it any other way! And the cum, all of that thick white cum… fuck! It’s oozing out of every hole. It’s so thick and creamy and tastes so good!

If you’re like me and love the BBC, call and trade stories with me. I love playing with my pussy while I talk about it and ESPECIALLY hear your stories!

 

Written By: Family Fun Wendy
Call Wendy @ 1-877-260-1533
Email: incestprincesswendy@yahoo.com

 

Evening Of Debauchery

My company has sent me on another trip to help with a boutique hotel opening. I love soft openings as the hotels are filled with the most interesting people wanting to see the hotel before it becomes a thing in the city. The staff is all young, energetic and good looking. This will be a very interesting week and I certainly packed for anything that will come my way.

After the days formalities, most of the guests had settled in for the night. I went to the bar and sampled the many different cocktails they were promoting. The drinks were named after artists and writers that frequented the building before it was renovated and the characters in their books. I chatted with the bartender while sampling a Dorian Gray. The drink was strong and I was feeling even more uninhibited than normal and for me that is a lot! I handed the bartender my extra key and left without a word.

I imagine he shut things down quickly because I barely had time to get out of my evening dress when he let himself in. He wasn’t alone and in the style of my drink, Dorian Gray he had two sexy women and men in tow. Let the depravity begin!

 

Written By: Valentina
Call Valentina @ 1-866-553-2665

Email-cum4valentina@gmail.com

Abused And Used By Mistress Frankie

       

I know you must wonder where your husband goes every night when he tells you he has to work late. I mean you’re the trophy wife of a powerful CEO and you can’t imagine him cheating on you. Thing is Barbie Doll, you can’t give him what I do. He needs to be used and abused and treated like a dog. You adore and worship the ground he walks on. Seriously? Why would he want what he can get from any other Barbie bitch. Do you know what I do to him? I fuck him up! I fist him with a gloved hand, I use him like a toilet and the most fun of all is I pimp his dignified ass out.

So, that private account that is taking money away from your plastic surgery, spa visits and lunches with the girls goes to me.  Ever wonder where that mouth has been when he kisses you? LMAO, well know you know.

 

Written By: Fetishista Frankie
Call Frankie @ 1-866-949-5818
Email- fetishfrankie@aol.com

 

Let The Madness Begin

 

GOTH IVYYou notice more and more each day that I am far from just an accomplice, I am a goddess for you to obey and worship. I am the only female that isn’t underage that you desire. You watch me as we play and you want to lick my long, pale legs and taste every inch of me. When I kiss you with their taste on my lips it drives you mad with lust.

I am now in your dreams with two little devil dolls by my side. Two little accomplice goddesses with pale skin and bright red hair. Sadly for you, they belong to me, but look at the little birds I “borrow” for us to play with. A session with me is a walk into the realm of madness. Once you have your first taste, you’re madly, insanely and forever hooked. You become an Ivy junkie that no amount of rehab can fix. Why would you want to be cured of me? I make your dreams and other’s nightmares come true.

The little girls are so fucking cute in their red velvet dresses, red lace socks, red patent shoes and red panties with hearts. They’re passing out cards to all the little boys. Those bitches never gave you any cards, did they? How about a little Valentine’s Day revenge?

            Goth Girl Ivy

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
Call  Ivy @ 1-866-949-6550
Email-poisonivy4phone@aol.com

 

 

Bug Party For The Man Who Has it All

   

      Malaya I have this friend that is a huge adrenaline junkie. We first met when I was an intern at a piercing place. We hit it off and I took him to his first suspension. After a few years of doing things most people couldn’t imagine, we were both feeling a tad uninspired. He kept teasing me about what huge gesture would I do for him this year on the oh so sacred..cough, cough, eyes roll back in head..V’D.

A few drinks and my mind went off in a direction no vanilla mind would go. I decided to throw him a “Bug Party.” Playing Russian Roulette with your body and infected men and women. He wanted to be surprised so I told him to meet me at the our favorite trashy motel where we party when we know it needs to be kept secret. He looked confused while we sat at the bar and I told him the room was filled with hot men and women. “Sex”, sex is what you planned?”, he said looking quite annoyed. 

I told him that first he needed to watch his tone or I would remove him of his balls and then I explained the party. He actually looked fucking scared! I could smell the excitement mixed with fear. I explained that 3/4 were infected with some sort of sex bug, and that even I didn’t know who was. Without any thought to what this could mean to his future he, let’s just say he jumped right in.

               Hardcore Malaya     

 

Written By: Malaya Maxx
Call  Malaya @ 1-866-659-8370
Email: malayamax@aol.com

 

Even Losers Can Get My Attention

     

delaneyI love tricking a certain guy into thinking he will be getting sex from me. I mean tomorrow is Valentines Day and so he should get something special. LOL. He is going to get something special, but it just won’t be from me. I have invited my entire senior class to come over and totally fuck with this man’s head.

He sees the note on the door telling him to just come right in and to strip down on the way to my bedroom. He does as he is told and walks in to see 20 hot girls who are already laughing at his loser ass. One walks over to kiss him, but instead spits on his face and then puts a collar and leash on him. She makes him go for a walk on the front lawn as the rest of us go for a jog.

He has a stiffy because he knows when we get back doggy will be forced to lick us clean from sweat and any other wet, slippery fluids we demand. The neighbors try not to stare but it is pretty fucking funny with him being walked like a dog. We are back from our jog and we aren’t alone! Looks like a busy day for doggy.

 

Written By: Delaney
Call  Delaney @ 1-888-566-2337
Email- teendelaney4u@aol.com

Cock Cage For My Chronic Masturbater

SP1I have lost my patience with you. You attempt to top from the bottom when you negotiate and push your boundaries.  My little bitch that does not fly with me. I have found you frustrating and disobedient. You are truly submissive, but you are also overly anxious and nervous. Other mistresses have failed, given up, said you were hopeless and untrainable.

You know that I put up with NO NONSENSE. I am always in charge. You will always submit regardless of the fact that lack self-control. I will control you and your masturbation habits, my way! Once I have your orgasms under my control, the rest of you will fall right into line. You will stop the negotiating and pleading your case.

I arrive at your house with a cock cage today. You do what you always do, you start negotiating, making promises you won’t keep and begging for mercy. No mercy shall be bestowed up you today! Strip, Bitchboy! You see the look in my eye. You don’t hesitate. You finally shut the fuck up and obey me.  You hand me your clothing.

Nervously, you shift your weight from side to side as I inspect your cock and balls. It is obvious that you came recently. There is dried cum in the hairs along your shaft. You are pathetic and weak. I spank your ass, cock, and balls. I spank you hard, not a playful spanking that makes you hard, but a purely painful punishment spanking.

After the spanking, you promise to obey. I shake my head. I know you are too weak to keep your hand off your dick. I make you look right into my eyes as I slip my had around your shaft. Pathetic and Weak, I whisper in your ear. Humiliation excites you, and your cock grows in my hand. I kiss you, bite your bottom lip and slap a metal cock cage around your cock and balls.  There, now the training begins. You tug on the device. You start complaining, but before you start negotiating. I force you to your knees. I tease you by dangling the key to the cock cage in front of you.

You are mine!

Now, my chronic masturbater, you have finally surrendered to me, even if it is against your will. I remind you of the contract you have signed, how you belong to me, how your cock is my property. I place the key inside my bra and give you swat on that bright red ass. I put on my dress and walk out the door. As I walk to the door, I remind that you I will see you the same time next week!

A week of not touching, no masturbating, and no cumming for you, my pet!  How will you ever be able to make it? You start to whine and complain, wanting to list excuses.

As I open the door, I turn, look you right in the eyes and ask if you want to make it two weeks of chastity. You assure that you will be a good boy as I close the door to your house.

 

Written By: Mistress KoKo
Call KoKo @ 1-866-949-5809
Email: AOL/Yahoo-kokowillruinu

 

 

 

An Afternoon In A Sleeze Bar

                  

      He called me from a delightfully sleazy bar off the highway. He wanted to find a playmate for the afternoon. The only problem was at that time of day all he saw was other men and $5.00 whores. I guess he was looking for true love, lol, but he would settle for a quick cocksucking.  That is where things went a bit off his plans. He has always told me he never sucked a cock, for him a hot mouth sucking him was exactly that. His new friend went in the bathroom with him and pushed him down on his knees. I guess when both want the same thing someone is going to win out. Although, if the cock is big and thick how is there any loser?  

  I heard a little arguing and fuck was this getting exciting. They were then joined by another man and soon my friend was getting way more than he planned on. Soon his protests turned to moans of pleasure and his gagging to sucking. There is nothing like listening and or watching a little guy on guy action!

 

Written By: Mistress Brianna
Call Brianna @ 1-866-949-7079
Email-
badgirlbrianna4phone@aol.com

 

Fucking Thinking Of You

  I guess you thought this might be some kind of fucking sappy romantic I miss you kind of blog? Fucking hardly, you twat face. I was surfing for a movie around 4am and one was on that made me laugh so hard I spit out my fucking drink. My fuck buddy was asleep but I had to wake him for this. It wasn’t so much the movie was funny but when they said “squeal like a pig” that made me think of a certain caller. 

Can you imagine talking to someone and all of a sudden they make pig sounds? I had him keep going so I could put my phone on threeway. Seriously? You think I wouldn’t share such stupidity with a friend or two? I know you might want to think I might have a sweet bone in my slamming body, but I don’t dumb ass. 

Humiliation is my specialty, and don’t think I will hide my laughter; because it is all about me and the fun I have on the phone with my collection of sissy boys, CBT lovers, freaks and little dick losers. Give me a call, and if you’re lucky I just might share you with my hot friends.

 

Written By: Fetishista Frankie
Call Frankie @ 1-866-949-5818
Email- fetishfrankie@aol.com