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Humiliation Phone Sex ~~~ Slave training 101

Apparently you have not been properly trained on how to worship your Mistress.  Now granted its not entirely your fault that you are lacking in the skills, the world is full of half-ass Mistresses that don’t train their subby’s correctly.  So consider this the first day of your training.

Lets start out with the basics.  When you call me my name is Mistress or Miss Natasha.  NOT Natasha or babe or sweetie or any of those other terms of endearment that imply you are way too comfortable or that you think you are remotely on my level.  So your  training begins with the realization that I am a SUPERIOR female and as such I deserve your upmost respect.

Your second lesson is for you to realize you are NOTHING to me.  No I am not lucky to have you call me, nor do I feel privileged that you want to dedicate yourself to serving me.  Slaves come a dime a dozen and you are worth about the same amount as the seat on my toilet is to me.

So there is the beginning of your training.  Now pick up your damn phone and dial the digits you worthless excuse for a nuttsak!

You are my fagboy slave!

Close your eyes and picture yourself on your knees sucking cock for me.  Not just 1 cock, but 5 cocks.  5 BIG BLACK COCKS!  You won’t just be sucking them for me, you will be devouring them.  Deep throating them as if they are the best tasting manmeat your lips have ever experienced.

Now I am sure you are thinking it couldn’t possibly be too bad but there is one little morsel of information that you are missing.  Those 4 HUGE BLACK COCKS paid me a pretty penny with the promise that they can do anything they want to do to you.  So I am just going to sit back and rub my pussy while they use you however they want to, if any thing is left of my slave when they are done then maybe I can make some more money selling your ass again later, once your fuckholes heal up of course!

Bitch Boi Said WHAT?!?!?!

I honestly am in SHOCK tonight. I cannot believe you! Yes, you know I am talking about YOU! You used to be my favorite little bitch boi but now you are nothing to me. You  are out on the street because you think that you can treat a Goddess like shit. I asked one simple question and the way you replied to me, well you are lucky we were only on the phone. I so wish I could have reached through the phone tonight and slapped you across the face! Actually that would have been the nicest thing I thought about doing to you tonight. Words cannot express the kind of pain I had thought of causing you. You should have known that I am not the kind of bitch you want to mess with. Apparently you didn’t think it through when you decided to disrespect me. Let’s just say, I am looking forward to what the future will bring to you.

Lacey James

1.866.949.4109

You are a loser, accept the facts….

Do you have any idea how unworthy of my time that you are?  I would NEVER actually fuck a loser like you.  In fact you are lucky that I even let you converse with me.

I am the woman you WISH you could have.  Who wouldn’t want me, I have a body to die for and my confidence level is through the roof.  I also have some awesome tits and the juiciest pussy you could ever imagine.  Of course imagining is all that you can do being I would NEVER let you actually stick that worthless wimpy stick you call a dick inside of me.

Bratty teen Kenzie ruins your self esteem

It is not even remotely possible that a little worm like you thinks they are actually worthy of my time.  Like, are you serious?  Look at me, now look at yourself in the mirror.

It should be self evident that I am sexier than any girl you have ever had in your lifetime.  News flash…I am also intelligent which means I know and value my self worth.  You on the other hand are a pathetic nothing and to me you are just another guy wanting to beat his dick to my sexy voice while I tell you how fucking insignificant you are to me. Lets not forget the fact that you will be paying me to tell you exactly what a worthless nuttsak I think you are, I expect a big tip too being you are probably the most pathetic piece of doggie doo to interrupt my day all day long.

Such a Slutty Sissy

There you were already on your knees sucking on your dildo making your man clitty so hard in your sexy thong. “Missy may I please be your sissy tonight?” I looked down at you and nodded and then laughed my ass off when I saw how hard it made you. All you really wanted to do was dress up in your stockings, garter belt, thong and heels and be naughty all night. You told me how much you really adore being a sissy fag and fucking things you shouldn’t. And, that you were going to fuck your sofa like a pussy.  “May I please put a condom on Missy?” I laughed again and watched you wrap your swollen shaft. “Excuse me sissy but if you are going to wrap it up then you are going to slurp every ounce of cum out when you are finished slut!” I scolded you pretty bad but that’s what you wanted all along. To be humiliated and teased by a young hottie like me while you dressed up in sissy drag and acted naughty. You were so slutty humping your sofa until you came so hard. “Now drink up sissy it’s time to taste the creamy mess you made slut.” You enjoyed every last drop and begged for more. Such a slutty, pathedic sissy slut what will you fuck next time? Anything I tell you to so beware.

Misbehaving Missy

Sissy Phone Sex No limits~

Good Boy’s get rewards

You think of your Mistress always and not a moment passes that you do not wish you were here with me. Miss Ashlee understands your needs and has a place for you. I dressed you in a sexy french maid uniform and you entertained my friends until the wee hours of the morning. You love to show off in your panties and of course, serving your Mistress in anyway at all I desire is always your top priority, as it should be. You tell me that you love how sensual I am and that the sound of my voice alone makes you so incredibly weak and so incredibly hard. You truly are putty in my hands aren’t you sissy pet? So loyal, eager and obedient so perfect for a Mistress. As the new day began, I saw you waiting ever so patiently on your knees by the foot of my bed. I decided you had been a very good boy indeed and deserved a very big reward.  After all, Miss Ashlee teased you relentlessly all night long but never allowed you to touch or taste. You live for the taste of my hot, sweet sex and cherish any given opportunity to worship my body. You have the skills and dedication that I require from any of my subbies. You passed all the tests and now you have your reward. I got up on my knees stripping slowly out of my sexy dress and tiny black, lacy thong. I motioned you closer to me and once again you asked “may I serve you Miss Ashlee? I granted you the permission and the gift you had been seeking. And, you thanked me profusely while slowly, sensually devouring and worshiping every inch of hot, tight slit.

I will always have a place for good sissy slut’s like you.

Sensual Kisses,

Get your pretty pink panties out!

Your such a pathetic fucking loser. Sometimes I feel like I’m surrounded by a bunch of fucking idiots!
What is your excuse this week? What’s holding you back to pick up the phone? Are your panties in a bunch?
*ha ha* Bitch Boy!!!
Let me remind you, your excuses don’t mean shit to me. I could care less about your pathetic life.
So, put on your best panties and call me so I can make fun of your sorry ass. Have you rub your little clitty for me like the sissy you are.
I’ll humiliate you. Beat you down like never before. Your panties will be soaked when I am done with you.

Sierra
tastemysierramist@yahoo.com

Badass Girlfriend

 I am not like the other girls you have had.  Absolutely not. They were so weak, where as I am strong.  I do not put up with any bullshit, neither from you or women who try so desperately to garner your attention.

Do not think that I don’t know the little game you play when we are out together.  I see how you get that gleem in your eye and smirk on your face.  You are scoping out the women in the room to try to find one so you can pseudo flirt with for awhile to garner a reaction from me.  And a reaction you get.  I know it’s all an act so it doesn’t bother me, and the poor woman who you finally decide upon has no clue what is coming her way.

I act all nice at first, smiling, laughing from across the room until you look over your shoulder at me then lean into her.  Then it’s time for me to act.  I come straight across the room, and it never fails, the stupid bimbo that you have decided to toy with always says something like, “Excuse me, who are you? We are talking here, go away.”  Oh, how I love when they do that.

Then I have to politely, with just a touch of coldness in my voice, sit down on your lap, grab your hand and put it on my tit as I say, “Listen Princess, this is mine, and do you really think someone like him would ever in this lifetime want to fuck someone like you, when he has someone like me?” Then I smile ever so prettily, letting my hand go right to your cock, squeezing it, watching her face fall as she gets it.  They always look like they are going to cry.

Then I laugh at them, “Maybe next time Princess.” I happily say as I get up, still hanging onto your crotch as I lead you back over to where I was standing previously.  After we get out to the car it’s always a hot fuck fest right there in the parking lot, steaming up the windows, me yelling your name so passers by can hear me.

You know what babes, I think this game that you play has more to do with pleasing me then yourself, because you know I love being your bad-assed, cruel to other women, girlfriend.

Janene

Big Cocks, Yummy!

This is one of the main reasons I fuck around on my husband.  His lack of length. I need, no, require, something huge between my legs.  I find it easy enough, believe me, but sometimes you run across one person who is waaaaaaaaaay above your average big dick.

They usually tell me the same thing, that most women will not fuck them because they are scared of being hurt.  What a bunch of pathetic bitches, they have no clue what they are missing. Yes it hurts, fuck yes it does, but that’s part of the pleasure.  I gladly volunteer for riding that big thick piece of man flesh.

The very best part though? When I go home after being stretched out that I can’t walk right, and my husband says, you fucked around on me again didn’t you, with a sad little look in his eyes.  I don’t care though, he can look sad all he wants, I’m the one with the pussy and I will give it and use it however I want.

Cindy