My name is Jezzabelle, GODDESS Jezzabelle to you, boy! Cruelty is one of my specialties. Ownership of bad boys is my favorite thing!!! Total control is what I get off on! Pain sluts are oh…so..much…damn fun for me to toy with and to fuck with! You will take a lot of pain from me in order to receive any pleasure from me! From mild to wild domination play…I love to spank and to spank hard! I love to force my strap on so far down your throat you will be screaming my name! You will masturbate the way I say. You will worship me the way I say! You will cum to my demands! You will get on your knees and worship my big huge dick that you so separately need to fuck you! You will remain loyal to me for as damn long as I say! I AM THE GODDESS! Approach me accordingly you sissy boy! You are my toy to use and to abuse as I see fit! DO NOT EVER FORGET THAT! You should worship the ground I walk on. You only goal in life should be..only to please me… your GODDESS JEZZABELLE!!!! Now if you are ready for one hell of a session, cum to me naked, on your knees…with a nice hard cock and beg me to pay attention to you, beg me to give you exactly what you need! Now cum to me and ask permission to speak and to have some of my valuable time. Sessions with me are serious, erotic, naughty and most likely everything you need and have ever dreamed about…. CALL ME NOW!
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Part 1: Phone Domination Isn’t For Losers
As a phone sex Mistress, I hear a lot of excuses as to why people choose not to call ranging from “Why pay when I can get it for free?”, “Phone sex is for losers”, “I can’t get turned on by it.” to “I want the real thing, not a fantasy.” They are entitled to their opinion, however, I think that many people are close-minded about an experience which can be extremely erotic, not to mention safe and cost effective.
1.) Phone sex is a safe way to explore fantasies for the newly kinky and reprobate old perverts alike. There is no risk of getting an STD. You don’t have to worry about whether your Mistress honors safe words because you can stop if you don’t like something. You don’t run the risk of paying out big bucks for a mediocre experience because you only pay by the minute. Again, if you don’t like it you can just hang up. You can go places in fantasies that you might not go in real life. Or you can “try them on” and see if a particular fantasy is for you. And if you are hung up on how you look, or are shy, looks aren’t as important as imagination and sexual creativity on the phone.
2.) What do I say when people say phone sex is for losers?
My impression is that most of my customers are NOT losers. The type of person that is attracted to the submissive role is varied, but it seems that most of them are highly intelligent and successful.
In my opinion, phone sex is a more intelligent choice. It takes imagination and an intelligent mind to get turned on by erotica over the phone. I also feel that people who make the choice to go to a phone dominatrix value their physical health over sexual impulse. Being a submissive is a risky position. People who err on the side of caution are that much ahead of the rest. Also, the type of customers who are attracted to my flavor of kink, i.e. feminization, tend to be either very secure in their manhood and their ability to get in touch with their feminine side, or they are at peace with their exploration of the feminine and feel comfortable with it. No coward or loser would dare to be called a pussy or have the female/male roles reversed. In fact, in my opinion, the losers are the ones who hide behind macho facades such as “I ain’t no sissy?” For my callers to allow me to take them to that place of sissification, it takes great nerve and security in who they are as a person.
3.) Phone sex Mistresses are more available than the professional dominatrix. Therefore, the price is usually reasonable, anywhere (on average) from .79/minute on up to 2.99 per minute. Since most calls last on an average of 3 minutes, you cannot really go wrong. So if you want to go out and pay $10 for a cheap street hooker and run the risk of getting an STD go ahead. However, you’ll get more for your money with a phone dominatrix and you’ll find that most of the phone dominatrix in the business are far more intelligent and far more interested in giving you the ultimate domination experience, and enjoying themselves in the process. In addition to that, with the computer age and the ability to forward calls, more and more women with mainstream lives are becoming part time phone sex operators, so stereotypes of phone sex women do not really apply.
4.) Why pay when you can get it for free? To put it simply, there are no games, no strings, and no commitments. You don’t have to go through the game playing of the dating experience or be concerned that your phone dominatrix is not going to be into your kink. Most state their preferences clearly on their website so you know where you stand. You can have a regular calling relationship with a phone dominatrix, or not. But there are never any obligations. Phone workers are discreet. Although I get to know the personality and likes and dislikes of my regular callers, I have no commitment to them other than sharing my imagination, my sexy voice, and my love of BDSM. I don’t see any of their financial info or their name because the website I work out of takes care of that.
I love the textures of silks, satin lace and even leather. My soft skin longs for the caress of each, followed by the stroke of your hand, the warmth of your breath. My panties dampen at the thought of your arousal, as 
you gaze upon my luscious curves. I imagine myself parading in front of my window, wearing my favorite lingerie, my nipples hardening against the smooth fabrics. Each night I don a new outfit. I know you watch as I slip into each one, sliding my hands across my own body imagining they are your hands. your cock hard with desire as I slip out of each one, slowly seductively. Taunting you, daring you to do more than just watch. As my arousal builds I begin to wonder how long it will be till I hear your voice?
I just love Halloween. Ya know why? Cuz it allows me to be the wolf in sheeps clothing. Dressing up in a silly little costume, my victims fall prey to the assumed innocence of the holiday.Everyone is pretending to be something they are not…myself included, you ignorant little shits!Start talking your naughty smack to me about how you always wanted to try something twisted, some dark perversion.How you wanted to dabble in the occult not just some white cake fantasy, but a dream truly rooted in evil. You think I am kidding. Until you hit the bottom step of my basement lair and realize what a HUGE mistake you have made. You turn, with a nervous smile, and stammer that there must be some misunderstanding. I smile in turn, but there is a wickedness in it that makes you begin to sweat…as I close the door, and lock it.
…a nervous laugh escapes your lips….and at that moment we both know that was the final escape of the evening…
Gasp!!!
hahahahahahahahaaaa!
Idiot
As a little girl I loved to play dressup, and not much has changed! Every Halloween I get all dressed up, and this year is no exception…..went out and got this sweet little getup at the fetish store….hows that for a naughty nurse? Anyone for medical play today? Or how about just a routine checkup? Maybe youre a dirty boy in need of a sponge-bath? Or a REALLY dirty boy who needs an enema!
Call me today and I will honor Halloween special!
Trick…or treat! the choice is yours, Candyman!
I thoroughly enjoy a myriad of BDSM activities and you will be able to tell! I enjoy such a wide variety of play. When I am asked “what is your favorite things to do?” I would have to answer that it’s having a sub completely helpless, in bondage, and teasing them out of their mind! Hmm, I enjoy the exchange of power while being served in various ways. But I love it all!I am not bored or boring. I like to do a variety of things during a call. I am very playful and frisky and I enjoy laughter and excitement but if a sub is not interested in something I will respect those limitations.
I’m beautiful and merciless! With one look from my lovely, dark, commanding eyes I will melt all your resistance away.
With my gorgeous body clothed in latex, leather or spandex, I will mesmerize you and bring you to your knees to serve me. I will make you my slave, my toy to be used, abused and played with as the whim strikes me. Challenge me and you will feel my power.
Honor my power and my beauty and you will know the joyous freedom of abandoning yourself to my control. I am a mistress of passion, highly skilled in all kind of S/M arts. I am ambitious, responsible and experienced, and I take pride in my work.
In my dungeon, which is equipped to accommodate many different fetishes, fantasies and dreams, you will see how quickly I can bring your secret desires to the surface, how quickly you will see another side of yourself, of your personality appear. Your wildest dreams will become reality and you will lose control of your body and your mind.
My idea of domination is a combination of sensitivity and strength. Through perfectly staged role-play, your inner nature — that submissive side of you — will strengthen and you will become true to yourself.
You will experience deep emotions and psychological sensations that will stagger you. You will suffer punishment and you will enjoy punishment from the hands of your Mistress, your Queen. With my power and beauty and My skillful insight, I will gaze directly into your mind and help you discover the real you, that part of you who longs to emerge but who until now has cowered in fear of discovery. Give in to your desires. Give yourself to me.
Tuesday. That must mean Mr. Thompson up first, 9:30. Mr. Brown at 11:00. New client at 1:30, Mr. Fisher. Hmm, problem there, Fisher lives across town and 4:00 client lives in the next town over. Mr. Sanders at 4:00. Tight scheduling. Mr. & Mrs. Watkins at 7:00.
Bigger day than usual.
9:30, Thompson. Maternity bra unclasped, starting with the left breast today. He suckles and soon I’m breastfeeding a 45 year-old man. He’s a good boy really, a healthy, happy baby. He’s fussy though, must have all the milk available. Such an appetite!
10:05, left breast depleted, switch to right.
“Something tastes different today,” says my baby. Ah, his first words. I’m so proud.
“My diet has been a little different over the past week. Does it still taste good?”
“Very yummy, mummy!” What a cute little boy, suckle away, you need all the strength you can get. Growing boys need mother’s milk, to grow up big and strong.
10:32. Right breast depleted, time for mother to get going.
“Same time next week?”
“No, I have to go out of town for couple of weeks, so it’ll be a while,” says he.
“Well, I’ll have plenty saved up for you then, so maybe you’ll need more time.” I love my little baby.
11:00, Brown, walking distance from Thompson’s, rather awkward, ass is really stuffed, and have to drink lots of water. Have about two litres from sports bottles. Brown is already sitting at his desk, head down in shame.
Really, getting detention again! How students learn anything these days when they spend all their time rough housing and getting into trouble. It makes me so angry, I need to enforce discipline. Time to break out the trusty old cane.
“Brown, front and centre! You’ve been very naughty haven’t you, young man?
“Yes ma’am.”
“You need discipline don’t you?”
“Yes ma’am.”
“Really, a fifty year old schoolboy, getting into fights. You should be setting an example for the younger students!”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t start it, it was-,”
“No excuses Mr. Brown. You need to be punished.”
“No please, ma’am, please. I’ll do anything!”
“No, no. You need discipline. Pants down, bend over the desk!” Insolent little boy, trying to weasel out of punishment. I’ll give him the caning of his life.
WHACK! Whimpering, a little boy trying to act like a man. Well, a man needs to know pain and discipline to get through life. WHACK! Right across the buttocks. Red lines, signs that he’s learning something. WHACK, WHACK. WHACK!
He cries like the boy that he really is.
“If you want to be a man, you’ve got learn rules and discipline. If this is the only way to help you, I must punish you!” More whacks, and he begs me, please stop. But I can’t. It’s for his own good! Begging is the last refuge for hopeless little boys. He must be a man!
I whack him silly, his little bottom, once so pale, is now burning with crimson fire of shame and guilt. Yes, he shall learn from this, surely.
“Very well, Mr. Brown. Have you learned you lesson?”
“Yes ma’am,” between sobs.
“Detention is over.”
11:45, leaving Brown. In transit to Mr. Fisher. Drinking more water while riding bus across town. Another two litres, bladder really, really hurts. Need to pee, but must hold it in. Ass is uncomfortable because of bladder pressure.
1:30, Fisher residence. Balding little man in glasses and a turtleneck. Well, he just want’s acts not roles.
“Where’s your toilet?” I really need to go now.
“This way, let me get my camera.” That’s right, he wants footage. Most people don’t, it could be discovered by their relatives and expose their secret desires and stuff.
“Okay, face away, and squat over the toilet.” He leaves the seat up. Camera rolling, you’re a star girl! “Wait a minute, first fill this glass, then the rest for the flush.”
Whatever you say baldy. It’s a pretty small glass, and filling it only causes more suffering, since I have to hold back the rest. My bladder is killing me, and my ass is getting really uncomfortable. I fill the glass, then he turns the camera on himself, and drinks my pee.
“How is it?”
“Not quite as delicious as I’d been led to believe. Oh well, ready?” I nod. “Go!”
And boy do I go. It’s such a relief to be rid of all this liquid. It takes a couple of minutes to get it all out. He comes over and pats me dry with toilet paper.
“Wonderful, just exquisite.” Another satisfied customer! That’s always something to be proud of.
“So, same time next week?”
“Actually, I think just this once was good enough for me. Plus I have the tape. You’ve given me a treasured memory. Thank you so much.”
Well, I aim to please, as they say.
1:47, leaving Fisher. Catching bus to neighbouring town, have to make it to Mr. Sanders. Ass feels a little better now, but a long bus ride just leaves me itching and anxious.
4:00, Sanders.
“Hello again, well, let’s see what you’ve got for me this week!” He’s so excited, I hope I can live up to his expectations. It’s really hard to come up with a weekly surprise for Mr. Sanders, but his life is so dull, I just have to help out.
“Do you have some lubricant? I think I’ll need it.” He has some, you know it’s not the kind of stuff you can carry around with you all day. He grabs his camera. His surprises are the gift the keeps on giving, when he tapes them that is.
I apply a rather generous amount of lube to my anus, and do my best to get some up into my rectum. I’m kneeling on the couch for this, but it could get a little messy. Oh well, another surprise for him then.
I push mightily. Strain, strain, push, huff. It’s quite an ordeal getting something out of your ass that’s been up there all day long.
“Wow, you’re so amazing!” He loves these gifts. Shame his appointment isn’t later, then he could use today’s surprise with tonight’s dinner.
I push and strain. And eventually, a nice long and thick cucumber emerges from my anus. Let me tell you, it’s like getting over constipation. That first time you get something truly enormous out of your butt, you feel so much better for it.
“Oh my God! Thank you, thank you!” He shouts with glee at the rectal cucumber.
CuCUMber, get it? Nobody likes that joke.
“I’m gonna eat this right now. Time for a salad!” Well, that’s the best thanks I can get. My ass is good enough to eat out of.
4:45, that cucumber sure took a while to come out. But the bus ride home is much more relaxing for it’s absence. And the rest of my day is relaxing too.
7:00, Watkins residence. They just want someone to watch, and to operate a camera. They didn’t trust a guy, and didn’t want to ask a friend. So I get the job. And I can’t complain. It’s easy, pays well, and I like doing it.
I’m very helpful that way.
9:15, man can those guys last! Always fun to watch. Better than TV, better than a movie. I love my job. Anyway, my day is over. Time to go home and take a long bath.
POP!
ouch! The third one popped right in my face.
Blow up another.
ok.
puff-puff-puff…..
ok…I have 3 of them now.
Good. Now pop them….with your fingernails. Pick at them!
screetching, dry, rubbery fingers.Squeeking on the smooth round face of the balloons.
Pick.POP!
OOOO!!!
Pick….Pick…….POP!
Ummmmmmm…ooohhhhhh…..
Pickpickpick…..poke!POP!!!!
OOOOoooooooooo!!!!!
I just popped myself!!
What fun!!!
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Sexy Lexi
I need something wild and crazy tonight. After a long day of work and errands I think it’s time to unwind and I am asking for your help. It’s been a stressful couple of days and I am counting of you to help change that. Tonight is not the night for bland and vanilla. Tonight is the night to bring out the whips, chains, restraints and gags. Tonight is the night we get kinky with whipped cream wine, me, and one of my hottest friends. I can bring out your kink and want to hear all your nasty dirty dark fetishes. I know society says repress them and forget them because they are taboo and forbidden. I say talk about them, expose them and put them in the open. Do you want someone in the family? It’s a common desire and nothing to be ashamed of. Are you a closet pedo? Do you want me to be a young little girl? Is there a teacher, boss, celebrity or friend you want to fuck till they scream? Admit it and feel a rush of relief sweep over you. Do you have a rape fantasy? Do you want to tie me up and take me against my will? I may scream and cry, but you can be as rough as you wish. Have you wanted to be a girl all these years? I can dress you up. Do you want a mistress? I can take charge but you must do as I say! Interested in animal fun? Let’s go out back and I’ll do the family dog or horse. Want a drink? I have a load of hot piss just waiting to hit your lips? Do you want to be fucked in the ass? My strap-on is right here ready. All this and more can await if you call me no fetish or fantasy turned away here.
