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Wallet Fucking Princess!

financial domination phone sex, fetish phone sexSo the other night loser boy got the privilege to hear my sweet sexy voice again. It had been awhile since I raped his wallet so he was totally desperate for his favorite bratty bitch to use and abuse him. And that’s exactly what I did! Bitch boy got the honor of paying a few of my bills. He obviously wasn’t prepared for me this time since he had to keep whipping out a new credit card to please me. Loser boy knows a girl like me would never give him the time of day without money. I was born to be pampered and spoiled like the princess I am. 😛

bratty kisses,
Kendall

Barbie Fuck Doll

That is what I look like isn’t it? I know that I look exactly like that.  I have been told that multiple times.  Some girls who are half my age do not look as good. Oh they try though, try ever so hard, only to fail.

I love the way I look, how I present myself, the good wifey with just a touch of slut allowed to come out.  It always captures a man’s attention.  My husband loves it.  I cannot tell you how many times we have had a dinner party for clients, or business associates of his, only to find ourselves up in our bedroom, him stroking off while I tell him about how his boss, or some other person at the get together was sporting a bone while they were looking at me.

He loves to hear all about it.  I think that is why he created me.  He did after all create me, sent me to college, has me take classes, sends me on trips around the world to study architecture, art, music, and even to Amsterdam to have some fun with one of my friends in the lovely red light district, so I could learn some new tricks.  Of course, he also built my body.  I am proud of the amount of work and attention that he has put into the sculpting of not only my outside physicality, but my intelligence also.

He enjoys the fact that I have phone sex with men who want to fuck, submit, and give to me.  It gets him off.  It gets me off too, every time I open the door and see a new pressie from one of my Faithful slaves/submissives or regular callers who see that I should be pampered and spoiled.

I enjoy being your fantasy barbie fuck doll.

Hot Wife,

Sammy

Take A Long Look

Hey there loser! You know that’s what you are! I want you to take a LONG look at my pictures, check me out. Did you get that good look? Well good because what you see is all you’re ever gonna get. I am way too good for you and you know it.

I seem to attract a lot of you losers. I keep getting emails and IM’s from you all wanting a piece of me. Even though there’s a lot of Phoenix to go around, some of you are just not even worth my time. I hate to say it but sometimes even buying my time isn’t enough for me to to want to associate with you. Don’t get me wrong I LOVE MONEY but even money won’t help some of you losers get the chance to be with me. Shit, half of you can’t even afford me. You may try and talk the talk and walk the walk but I can spot a fake from a mile away. Guys with money, don’t have to flaunt it, they don’t have to brag about it. Money just oozes out of them, it’s in their aurora.

Most of you just DON’T have it! You will never have it, no matter how hard you try.

 

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

Double wallet rampage!

So daddy is pissed at me because I got yet another speeding ticket and he decided to cut off my spending allowance.  So I ended out spending my college book money on liquor for a sorority party I threw the other night for a friends bday.  So here I am needing this $295 book and of course I can’t ask daddy for it or I will just have to listen to him bitch about me spending my school money on party stuff.

So a girlfriend of mine recommended that I do some part time escorting.  I wonder what all I would have to do to earn enough to buy the book I need?  I guess its going to be Teen Princess gone Prostitute unless someone wants to feel sorry for me and donate to the “buy kenzie a college book” fund.

So being I certainly don’t want to have to be an escort , I prefer to keep all of my fucking personal and with guys I actually want to fuck….I am running a special this week.  The special is that I will rape your wallet double this week!  Whatever your normal tips are for me this week plan on doubling that up.  Paying tribute should now be considered a lifeline for you.  Don’t make me ask either, dig deep and dig often.  My sweet voice and crazy imagination will make it worth your while.  *wink*

Call Girl Fantasy

 Everyone in the lobby was looking at me as I asked for the key to room 586.  The guy behind the reception counter flirted with me a little bit before handing over the key.  I of course, flirted right back, leaving him standing there blushing and grinning like a mad man.

As I stepped onto the elevator an older couple were already standing near the back.  I smiled at both and bid them “Good evening.”, before turning to face the elevator door.  As the glass doors slid closed, I caught a glimpse of the older man looking at my ass, and the older woman doing the same. I lowered my head to hide my smile from the both of them.  As the elevator stopped on my floor I turned around and said, “If either of you are ever interested, here is my card.” The older man took it, read it then looked at me, the woman was still looking at my business card which her husband was holding in his hand as I exited the elevator.

I made my way down the hall, to your room.  You had left instructions to enter without any form of announcement that I have arrived.  I slip my card into the door and open it.  The whole room is full of flickering candles, I step further into the huge suite only to find no one there at all.  I remove my coat, place it on the chair, then move about the suite inspecting the furnishings, and paintings on the wall.  I come to the sitting area and find a silver bucket with my favorite Champagne chilling, beside it is a note, “Candee, thought you would like this, pour yourself a drink or five and I will be with you shortly.”

After partaking of the wonderful liquid I hear the door open.  I hear your footsteps as you move around the bedroom area, then I feel you walk up behind me, you slip your hands up and down my arms.  You lean close to my neck, kissing along the hairline, moving up to my ear.  I can feel your breath, warm and sweet against my skin.  I turn to face you, and you kiss me, before making your way around the love seat that I am lounging in. You pick me up in your strong arms and carry me into the bedroom.  You lay me on the bed, placing your hands on my thighs, moving them up further and further.

I stop you, I have to.  You look up at me, a quizzical look upon your face.  I stare down at you, then caress your cheek with the back of my hand before I tell you that I need my payment first.  You laugh, get up, go inside your briefcase and fling an nondescript envelope at me before saying, “Always the whore Candee, always the whore.” I in turn reply, “Of course, it is after all what I am.” I grin at you, you grin at me, and I let the envelope slip to the floor as your tongue finds just the right spot.

Candee

Blue balls for the cuck bitch

Size always matters to a woman. Who ever doesn’t think so, has lost their mind. Especially, my new little boy toy. I really have to say he is pretty pathetic. Especially when he dropped his pants, not only did his pants drop, but my stomach dropped also. I am sick of these little cock losers. The only thing he is good for, is he does buy me the most stunning gifts. After all, a diamond is a girls best friend. I came home with a new fuck toy with a massive cock. Ready to get fucked, only to find pencil dick on my door step begging me not to toss him to the curb. I decided to have a little fun with my pencil dick. It’s time for him to watch how a real cock pleases this pussy. Laying on the bed taking this massive cock in my soaking wet hole. Stretching my hole wide open. That loser threw himself at the edge of the bed watching this huge cock go in me deeper. Begging and pleading to please give him a chance and to let him fuck me. Hell no! I think fucking not!! This pathetic loser was only good for one thing that night. Right on his knees for me with his mouth wide open. It’s his turn to feel what a hard throbbing cock feels like stretching out all his holes. Slamming a rock hard cock right into his mouth making him my little cuck bitch. It was amusing watching him choke and gag. Spit dripping down his chin. It was time to really degrade his loser ass. Bending him over making him take this massive cock right up his tight little asshole while I laid in front of him letting him lick the cum right out of my cunt. After a long night of getting fucked by my new found fuck, we laid in bed feel asleep while pencil dick caught the floor.

Earn it sub boy!!

If you have ever considered serving a hot teen Princess then you shall look no further. I am the sexiest, young Princess around with the tightest pussy ever perfect for worshiping. Do what you gotta do, get that late night job, work extra shifts, cut your neighbor’s lawn I don’t really care as long as you give it all to MEEEEEEEEEEEE. You gotta work hard and give me lot’s of $$$$ if you want me to give it up to you. And, we both know how undeniably bad you want to taste my perfect bald pussy.

Get off your ass and work, earn that money so you can serve me. You know I deserve it all!! *giggles*

Say Something Original

I must say that with the launch of my solo site, I have been pretty busy! I have been getting tons of emails and IM’s, and do you want to know what the number one question I get is, “Will you really ruin me?” Uhhh let me think about it, OF COURSE! First of all I don’t know you. You mean nothing to me. You’re not my friend, my boyfriend, or my lover. I have no feelings for you, so why wouldn’t I ruin you? We both know if that being ruined is what you dream about, its what you crave. You want me to take everything away from you, you’re only fear is that I won’t do it.

But let’s be real for a second here, I will not ruin you the first time we talk, I am certain it won’t be the second or third time we talk either. To really ruin someone, you have to know them and I will not know you right away. It will take time and as long as you put in the time and effort, I will ruin you! You should never have to second guess that, don’t ever get confused about that. Ruining men is what I LIVE for! I believe that I deserve everything you have, so I will take it, I will take every last penny until you are left with NOTHING. Because that is exactly what you are, NOTHING. Don’t ever forget that.

And for those of you who I haven’t spoken with yet, BE ORIGINAL. I already answered your first question, so that’s out of the way. Now onto the other dumb things people tell me, “You’re hot” “You’re beautiful” “Your Sexy” Uhhhh why don’t you tell me something I don’t know, like your credit card number, your bank account number, those are things I would rather hear than for you tell me what I already know every time I look in the mirror!

phoenixwillruinyou.com

phoenixwillruinu@yahoo.com

hotttnphoenix@aol.com

Money Fucked Like No Other

I’m proud to announce Phoenix’s New Solo Site: www.phoenixwillruinyou.com For those of you who don’t know her, she is the #1 Money Fucktress known to man. Don’t be fooled by her charming looks, she’s after one thing and she won’t stop until she’s completely satisfied. You, on the other hand, will be left with nothing but an empty wallet and drained balls.

Her specialty is Financial Domination but she doesn’t stop there. Phoenix does it all and there’s no boundaries in her domme world. Once you call her, you too will be caught in her lil web of money fucking.

Phoenix’s Toll Free Number- 866-949-9733

Madame Joanne