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Going to Suck His Cock for Me?

Just do it! Put on a sexy garter belt and black stockings.

Do it for me. I know you will do anything for me. I know that I have that much control over you!

Push my thong to the side and lick me. Bury your face inside my pink pussy walls. Make me cum.

You look so submissive dressed in your black lingerie and my juices all over your face.

Watch my boyfriend walk into the room. He is big. Nothing submissive about him! You are staring at his big thick beautiful cock! Just take it for me!

Be my sexy little cocksucker!

Love you,

Brynna

Boys Will Be Girls

Girls can be so mean to little boys sometimes. I always was and that will never fucking change. Jeffrey from across the street is playing house with the girls again. He is wearing pink shorts, a Hello Kitty tee and the girls have put his hair in pigtails with pink bows. It is so very entertaining but since they are young there is a few things they would never think to make him do. I have a few hours to kill so I think it is time he felt what it is really like to be a girl.

The girls have gone inside leaving him alone as usual. “Come over here”, I call to him. Yes, Ms Brianna”, he says shyly. I ask him why in the world he is dressed like a girl. He turns a pink shade to match his bows and explains to me that mommy likes him dressed like that.  “I see, so mommy wanted a little girl, not a boy” I ask him. Then Jeffrey slips and tells me a secret. He told me that he is mommy’s little whore. I had a feeling he was already broken in. Over milk and cookies he tells me about the strap-on mommy used. I make a few phone calls and soon my little sissy boy will have a real daddy’s cock instead of mommy’s strap-on.  A girl needs to learn, doesn’t she?

Family Fun Phone Sex

Oh, hey there Piggy.

I bet your perverted little ass thought I was going to write about you fucking your daughter/son/mother/auntie/or motherfucking twin, didn’t you? Fat chance, loser!

Nooooooo. I wanted to laugh at that pathetic pussy-whipped ass of yours who no doubt catered to your demanding, entitled, selfish and undeserving family all mutherfucking weekend.

HA! You DID didn’t you? I can see you hanging your head in shame. I bet it was a whole lot more like work and not play for you huh? Yeahhhh. I BET. You could have spent your weekend worshiping my fucking pussy, being denied orgasm over and over until you earned your final release. But instead you went to bed with blueballs because your wife was too fucking exhausted, pissed, overwhelmed, had too much sun to fuck your brains out at days end. Too bad for you loser. Tell ya what, though. You can make it up to me today, how’s that sound? And as an added bonus, I may just let you cum and finally drain those heavy fucking balls of yours. Now wouldn’t that be nice for a change?

Yes.

It certainly fucking would.

B is for Bondage

 I have a lovely necklace that is just a B. One of my slaves presented it to me as an offering. I do wonder if the B really stood for Bitch or Bondage. No matter as they both suit me. I was out the other night just dressed in jeans a corset and boots. Nothing really telling of who I am.  Sipping Pernod, reading and enjoying the night air. Several gentlemen approached me intruding on my personal space and tying to guess what B stood for.

Rather then have to be the one to leave I answered with a look that would scare most men away, and trust me it did. Around 11 pm a rather interesting looking man approached me with a Pernod and a business card.  The card had the words ” I am interested” on the back. About an hour later I called him asking if he knew what he was getting into. We made plans to meet that night at a old, rather seedy hotel. Sometimes, it is sleaze that does it for me.

When I arrived he was already tightly wrapped in plastic. A very quiet but beautiful woman smiled at me explaining she had him ready for me. Her only request is that she watch as Mistress fucks her immobilized husband. My pleasure.

The Pit and the Pendulum

There is the rare caller that wants gore, death, torture and torment. Just typing those words has me dripping wet. Normally it is I telling the story of the things I will do to you. I weave a tale of cruel sadism and eventually demise. Just as you die I cum so hard I can barely stop trembling.

Last night was different. The gentleman caller with a deep Southern drawl wanted me to be an accused witch and him the inquisitor. He demanded I undress and lay on the bed on my stomach. I wished more than anything I wasn’t alone so I could be bound.

Before the torture began he fucked my ass deep and hard to the point of blood trickling out. He teased me by licking it up and not letting me have a drop. I am tough and did not break or cry out during all the means of torture he had. Branding, whipping, boiling oil none of it made me cry out. He was clearly done with me and death would have come no matter if I confessed or not. He spread my arms and legs till I heard a slight cracking of my joints. He bound them with leather. He fucked me one more time pulling my hair and biting me till he had a mouthful of my blood. He left and returned what may have been hours later. I listened to him setting something up above me. Knowing what was ahead of me was exciting beyond belief and my body betrayed me one last time as I squirted all over the antique quilt I laid on. The huge circular blade starting moving back and forth getting lower and lower to my back. I would push up if I could, making the sweet pain and blood spurting come sooner.

His deep voice starts to quiver….Ivy I am cumming.  With that he was gone.   If it is gore, torture, depravity, debauchery, sodomy, and any kind of blood play, I am your slut. Want to have hot nightmare’s of things you can’t imagine?  For once in your life, be evil.

Philip the Faggot

Philip the Faggot is the dirtiest, nastiest caller I have.  I love it nasty so I know it is going to be a wild ride of fluids and fucking.  He gets especially excited knowing I just took several loads of hot cum in both my hot fuck holes. I lay on my back and let him hear how drippy I am.  He plunges his tongue in and licks up all the cum but he wants so much more than cum.

Philip the faggot is not only a cum eater but he is a toilet slave. He salivates at the thought of a hot, cum laced brown shower. I sit on his face with him on his knees like a toilet. His little clit twitches at my first sweet perfume farts as he sniffs deeply. He knows what is coming next and opens wide for his tiny little teen Mistress.

Now he is ready to have his naughty fuck holes filled straight from the source.  I always invite over at least 10 men. He waits with his pink panties on laying on his back with his legs up high. “Oh look at that, you have a big wet spot of your cunt juice soiling your panties”, I tease Philip.  I make him take them off and lick them clean before the men get here.   Soon he is getting pounded like a dirty ass slut as I watch and finger myself cuming over and over again. What a mess Philip will have to lick up when the men leave.

What Are You Hiding?

We have gone out a few times and you give me ride home after school all the time. I can’t help but wonder why you only seem to want to eat my pussy. I mean it’s great how you lick my snatch and tongue fuck me, but I can’t figure out why you won’t fuck me. In fact, I have never been able to feel or see your cock. A hot girl like me needs to be filled with a nice, big cock.

 I could only hold out for so long before I finally grabbed you between your legs while you were driving. I busted out laughing because I thought maybe you found some way to hide it or tuck it between your legs. You got so red and embarrassed and the little dick gets hard. It only grew to the size of a tube of chap stick. That itty bitty prick could never satisfy me. I can’t stop laughing at your pathetic ass. Don’t worry, your little pecker can be our little secret…maybe? Or perhaps, I will have to share you with my friends so we can humiliate you.

Poor John…

Poor John. I’ve been teasing and teasing him for weeks now. I bring him so very close to exploding, and then deny him. I let him think every call is going to be THE call… and then laugh and hang up. I’m having way too much fun torturing him! I sit around and think of new ways to make his balls ache. It makes my pussy so wet hearing him groan in pain as I make him slap his balls hard. When he starts telling me that he has been thinking about fucking me, I have to punish him. I let him know that he will NEVER get to do that. No pussy for John… EVER. I tell him how I’m fingering my hot little hole, listening to his breath in the phone. I get to cum… he does not. I love when he begs for it, begs for release. No. No cumming for John.

Elastration Castration with a Deep Twist

Someone has asked me over and over to have a threesome with my best friend. What he just doesn’t understand is she is MINE. I have told him over and over that any other women would be fine with me but just not Serena. After an afternoon of fucking Serena we come up with a plan to get him to stop asking. Serena knows I love inflicting pain and I would never every hurt her.

After watching a video on elastration castration we are both excited beyond words. I love  C&B torture with a little slice and dice but this….such a slow way to torture him and treat him like the pig he is being.  I call him up and tell him Serena has agreed but we both want to take him our way. ” I assume we are talking some BDSM”, he asks. “Yes, darling we will see you at the house”, I say seductively.

Hours later after a trip to a local ranch we have an elastrator pliers and rings.  We are both are dressed for the evening of debauchery in black latex corsets, panties and thigh high stiletto boots.  He comes home to us and a few cocktails. We retire to our huge bedroom/playroom. He strips down for us already rock hard.  He has been traveling and I admonish him for letting his ball hair grow stubbly. These are my trophy balls, big and hanging and I allow no pubs.

I run the hot tub and wax his balls as he sits on the side. He winches a bit but he is mine and he can take a nice amount of pain. He sits in the tub as his balls get hard, and hang more than normal from the heat. Serena is giggling and I give her a hard slap to calm her down. I don’t want her to ruin our surprise. He steps put of the tub and dries off.   “Lead the way, ladies”, he says. Get on your knees I demand and spread your legs. I get the elastrator device and hold it up to his face.  His eyes go wild.  “Don’t worry darling, you can take it. How long the bands stay on you depends on how quick you can make us both cum. Make no mistake that every second counts”. I tell him.

I slowly start to work the band over his balls. There is such a little opening for such huge balls. I slowly work them tugging with my finger and Serena gets down next to me pulling on his balls with her teeth. He begs me to let him start making one of us cum. All in time I tell him getting excited by the look of agony on his handsome face. I squeeze his balls hard leaving finger nail marks. The band is half way up his balls now and they are turning a light shade of purple. I demand he stand up and walk over to the bed with the metal device hanging off his tortured balls.  He lays on the bed and Serena starts to ride his face. These are my trophy balls and I really don’t want to castrate him…not today.  She is moaning and his cock is hard even with the pain. I ease the band up till his balls look like a huge water balloon tied at the tip. I slowly remove the device.  I slap his purple balls hard licking and biting them.  I hear Serena moaning loudly as she squirts all over his face.

I kiss him tasting her sweet cunt as we switch places. Serena comments on how purple they are getting as she bites down hard on them. ” I don’t know how much longer before they fall off”, She laughs.  He is doing his best to make me cum. Truth is I already came but what he doesn’t know. I think he is pleading but we can’t understand him with his mouth smothered by my pussy. He grabs my clit in his teeth and bites till I squirt my sweet juices in his mouth. I get off of him and check out the damage to my trophy balls. We both tug with our teeth pulling his banded balls in different directions. I take a huge knife from my collection and with one swift cut I remove the band and a bit of skin judging from the trickles of blood. He groans in pain and pleasure as the blood rushes back to his balls and he cums all over himself.

What’s good for the goose…

I caught you nosing through my toy chest the other day, picking up all my toys and examining them. You didn’t know I was there, but I saw you put one in your mouth and take it deep down your throat. I had no idea that you were so cock curious, baby. I decided to do something about that. I went and made a new purchase today; a long thick strap on to play with. Get on your hands and knees on the bed for me while I put it on. After it’s strapped into place, I stand on the bed in front of you. My hand caresses your face as my fingers dip into your mouth. Open wide for me baby. I trace your lips with the tip, easing it into your mouth. Your eyes are wide as I press a little deeper. Mmm.. you really do want cock don’t you? Your mouth is watering all over it. That’s it, get it nice and wet for me. I smile down at you as I poke the back of your throat, making you gag. I pull my cock out, watching strings of saliva glisten from lips to the shaft. I think you’re ready baby. I move off the bed, standing behind you. I run my hand over your ass, spreading it wide. You feel my tongue rim your tight puckered hole. I hear you moan as I push my tongue inside, getting you ready. I push your shoulder on to the bed, making you arch your back. I start to ease the dildo inside of you. I whisper in your ear, telling you to relax and take a deep breath. As you breathe, I feel you take me in. I slowly move in and out. You turn and look at me and ask for more. I grab your shoulders and press deeper, harder. I hear you grunt as I slam into you, my thighs slapping against your ass. Your cries get louder the closer you get to cumming. My hand moves around to your cock, furiously stroking you. Your body tenses as you cum all in my hand. I pull away from you and move to face you. I tell you to open your mouth as I hold my hand above your face. I watch as your cum drips onto your tongue. As you take it all in, I pull your face to mine for a deep kiss. You surprise me again by taking the dildo in your mouth, sucking it clean. I pat your head and smile down at you. Good boy.