Male Degradation Phone Sex

I’m a vicious bitch with a mouth like a chainsaw. I’ll cut all you dumb mother fuckers down with male degradation phone sex. I’m most likely  the meanest, terrorizing, Hellish female you’ve ever met. Let’s be honest, I’m absolutely a man-hater. You’re all horny garbage bins that have limited uses. It’s important that you make me laugh. Denying that you’re a humiliation whore when you’re talking to me means you have a death wish.

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So come pay me to be mean to you. You know it makes your cock stiff. I’m a challenging, wild, alpha female that will tell you exactly like it is. That you’re a pathetic loser who needs to pay for male degradation phone sex. All I have to do is tell you the truth and that’s easy for me. It comes naturally to a woman like me. Stomping all over pathetic little losers who can’t keep from masturbating their useless cocks excites me.

It’s a wonder women even keep men around. I think if we all banded together and shipped all the men off to some sort of factory farm where we only used them for their sperm. That’s it, attach them all to some sperm milking machine. Play them porn, treat them poorly, and slaughter them when their nut becomes weak. Men make fine slaves for male degradation phone sex, but that’s about it.

Verbally abusing you and using you with male degradation phone sex is the only way a short dicked wimp like you could ever please me. Might as well accept it and start pulling on your tiny pud while I laugh. You’re just a played out joke, so call me and tell me your weaknesses so that I may find some amusement with the inferior sex. I can even feign like I’m enjoying myself if that’s your deal. I know I’m not interested in men other than for humiliation and male degradation phone sex, so I’ll put you to work as my personal little emotional abuse slut. That’s my favorite kind of pain slut.

Oh please, I’ll never allow to you fuck me, so stop drooling over my divine cunt.

Succubus Phone Sex Mistress

If you’ve been dreaming of me, there’s no need to wonder why. I love slipping into your mind and conquering it. Sweet but sinister whispers that tantalize you in the most wicked of ways. If you’ve ever wondered if succubi were real, now’s your chance to find out with succubus phone sex.
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I’m the kind of cruel temperamental Mistress who enjoys seducing and exploiting the weaknesses of lesser humans. I’m talking about men here. Although, I am quite bisexual and enjoy feeding off of luscious ladies. No one is exempt from my seductive torment. So what exactly is succubus phone sex? Well, you know that succubi are demons in an extremely seductive female form that prey on men. Especially in their dreams. Or as I like to call it, giving you a wet nightmare.
Even when we speak, you’ll often wonder if you’re dreaming… or if you’re even really awake. It’s like a hypnotic state that you can’t escape. Over time you’ll have less and less desire to leave my grasp as well. I enjoy hearing about your fantasies and convincing you to confess all of your filthy secrets to me. You need a demonic seductress to tempt you. To tease you. To please you in ways no other woman has. You’ll want to, too. If not, I’ll climb on into your mind while you’re sleeping and pluck out all the tasty tidbits so that I may feast.
I’ll always want more with succubus phone sex. You should know that by now. My appetite is insatiable. I’ll want your absolute and utter devotion until I’m using you as my personal fuck puppet. Spoil me with acts of servitude, buy me material items, and beguile me with monetary tributes. Feed me your lust and you’ll feel more fulfilled. That is why you’re wandering around aimlessly, a succubus phone sex Mistress just needs to siphon your soul. To give you purpose.
You’re new meaning to life, is feeding a deviant dark demon. I’ll drag you all the way down kicking and screaming if I have to, just so I can stand atop of  you. Like some far away land I’ve just conquered. “To what end?” You’ll plead.

I’ll answer it for you, weakling. Until I have everything. Until your demise. Until your ruination.

Until I’ve stomped on your heart, drained your bank account, and left you an empty husk of a human.

Succubus phone sex is the sweetest torment. You’ll find me addicting, enticing, and so very wicked.
Don’t be too frightened, weakling. Your cock will be hard the whole time and it will be the sweetest, exhilarating, ride all the way down to total domination and ruin. You’ll feel excited and tormented the whole time I’m using and abusing you.

Facesitting Ass Worship Phone Sex

I caught you staring at my big, round, juicy booty. Now you’re going to pay for looking without asking permission. I know, you’re just stranger, but you should be careful about your perverted male gaze. You’re lucky I know you need facesitting phone sex ass worship. Your face is going to buried below my delicious cunt and exquisite ass. I don’t care if it’s tough for you to breathe pervert. Drown in my juices.
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An aggressive alpha female knows exactly what to do you with you filthy fucking perverts. I want to walk all over you, but I think forcing you to worship my body is a far better idea right now. Go ahead, worship this Evil Queen properly by praying into my hot ass during facesitting ass worship phone sex. There’s no escape. I control and own you now and you love it. Just admit it, you love being used. Feeling me grind back and forth while you attempt to stuff your tongue deep into my asshole, it has to make that cock twitch.
Your cock makes you weak. That’s right, I could ride your fucking face for hours. At least I don’t have to fucking look at you, worm. Treat your new facesitting ass worship phone sex Goddess like royalty. It’s exciting to think of all my heavenly juices coating your entire face. When I climb off your face and force you to jerk off on in front of me, I’ll compliment myself on the masterpiece I’ve created out of your face.
Oh, so now you want to cum? You’re going to have to beg for it, jerk off boy. Maybe I’ll even make you beg me to put my perfect bottom back on your face again for more facesitting ass worship phone sex. That’s right, you’re my filthy little butt muncher now and you know I’m going to humiliate you the whole time I’m dominating you.

Toilet Phone Sex Mistress

Hello all you eager fuck-wads, it’s Mistress Kora. Your elitist, cock control queen. I’m ready to take you down a dark route into my dungeon’s bathroom with toilet phone sex. You won’t be able to do anything but serve with your mouth. That’s right. I want you to be my personal urinal. I never want to have to sit on a cold toilet seat ever again with you around. I won’t have to, will I? Hmm.

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Oh, don’t act like you’ve never wondered about how a beautiful woman’s piss might taste like. You know you’ve thought about it. I’m going to make sure you confess all your filthy little fucked up bathroom secrets to me. You’ll be mine to use, degrade, abuse and then discard If I see fit. There’s something so beautiful about using a male slave in such a dirty manner. I’m going to use your tongue just like toilet paper, so you might as well get used to it with toilet phone sex.

In fact, you’re going to worship my entire body with your tongue. My cunt, my ass… feet and legs. You’ll do it all and be so very eager. If I decide to use you as my fuck rag cum dumpster, you’ll eat up all my juicy cream pies, too. There’s no escape. You’re here for me for an amount of time, so you might as well embrace the fact that I’m going to use you for whatever I deem you good for.

You wouldn’t want the divine drippings from any of my holes to go to waste, would you? That’s right bathroom bitch boy, clean every inch of me, you toilet phone sex whore. I am your controlling Mistress. And I enjoy humiliating you in the most special of ways. You have to be willing to do more for me than any other little slave fuck toy ever has before. Slurp it all up, bathroom whore and then I’ll think of giving you a reward.

Call and ask for Kora to receive proper use.

Sissy Fag Training Phone Sex with BBC

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What a great weekend. My ex boyfriend called me on Thursday and asked if we could meet up. I told him he had to wear an old pink thong that I left at his place, along with jeans and a small t-shirt. He complained at first, but I told him that would be the only way he would get to see me was with sissy fag training phone sex.

We met at my favorite sushi place. When we got there I purposefully requested we sit at the sushi bar. His panties rode up on him and the whale tail was exposed over his jeans. I loved noticing the looks of other customers when they passed by. Every time someone noticed I would tell him, “There’s another person that knows you’re a sissy.” His discomfort was very hot.

At one point he asked if I would consider fucking him again and I said, “Sure, but I didn’t really tell him what it was more along the lines of sissy fag training phone sex with big black cock. I let him take me back to his place, where he fed me drinks until I was drunk enough to be as mean as I wanted.

I then told him to strip out of his boring man clothing and stand in front of me. He did it, but couldn’t make eye contact with me. I asked him if he was ready to fuck in his panties and he told me he couldn’t get hard like that. So I made him sit next to me on the couch and watch some BBC porn. As we did so, the sight of those huge black dicks made me really horny. “Your cock doesn’t compare to those real man dicks, you know that?” I asked him. He responded slowly that he knew. I had him sit on the fat end of the couch and told him that in his panties he was more woman than man and that because of this, he needed to start masturbating like a sissified girl. He rubbed his cock over the panties for 20 minutes while I told him about the black cocks I had fucked. I even told him about Sean, the black guy I had over while we were dating, and how he had fucked me bareback 20 minutes before my ex had got home on his birthday. He had no idea that he was already my personal sissy fag training phone sex cuckold. I told him that he had 10 minutes to get fully hard watching black cock videos, and if he could, I would fuck him. It was so much fun to watch him struggle. Every time he would look at my body or away from the screen, I would force him to look back at those black cocks. As we’re getting close to the twenty minutes and he was sweating, I told him it was okay. I would fuck him anyway.

He looked so relieved, I felt giddy with excitement.

He started to take his panties off and I was like, “Oh no, that’s not how this relationship works anymore. Get on your back, you fucking pussy.” He almost left but I reminded him how badly he wanted to eat my pussy and suck on my breasts. He laid back on the couch with a huff ready to become my sissy fag training phone sex bitch.

Since you were really always useless, I tell him, “We’re gonna do a new kind of fucking. We’re gonna do something where my happiness doesn’t depend on his ability to stay hard or have any fucking stamina. “I’m gonna fuck your pussy with my cock.” This is the only way he can have any contact with me. I could see he thought about it for a second but then said “Okay” very quietly.

He got on his back and spread his legs. I put two fingers into his mouth and told him to suck on them like they were a cock. As he sucked on my
index and middle finger, I told him that this was just the beginning of his forced feminization and cock sucking training. If he wanted to be with me, we were going to start off in this new relationship. He would be my sissy pussy slave and I would be his black cock pimp. And we were starting his training now. With that, I took my 2 fingers out of his mouth and said, “Now beg me to finger you.” He started with a boring, “Please finger me.” Then moved to a “finger my sissy hole,” but I teased him until he finally said, “please stretch out my pussy so I can serve cock for you.” I teased it for a bit until I could feel him bucking his hips, trying to take my fingers inside. As I entered, I asked him if he knew what our next steps were. “Am I going to have to suck cock?” He asked. “Among many other things, yes you are, you horrible slut.” I fingered him for 40 minutes, telling him about the various men I knew in town who would soon be his masters, telling him about their cock sizes and how they fucked me better than he ever did. I held up my phone and showed him Sean’s big, black, uncircumcised dick in some pics and videos we had taken during my ex’s birthday weekend. “I’m going to make you Sean’s girlfriend now. Do you understand?” He was so horny and out of control that he agreed to be a forced sissy fag phone sex bitch boi. “Whore me out to him, please”, my ex begged. He was ready to blow and fucking my finger like it was already a real cock. “Does my little faggot want a release?” I asked him. “Only through anal.” That’s the only way you get to cum now. Do you understand?” He was sweating and bucking his hips up and down on my finger. I was already thinking about the next steps. To be fair, I did touch his cock a little when he was close. He came (not a lot) in big shudders and grinded on my finger. It was buried all the was inside his pussy. With my left hand I caught the jizz spilling out his cock and smeared it all over his face like my personal little facial faggot fuck rag.

“Okay, slave. Fun time is over. Drive home just like that and send me a thank you face time call when you get home. If your not still covered in your drying jizz, don’t call me ever again.”

“Yes, daddy,” he said, hurriedly adjusting his panties and running out the door. I knew he would call when he got home.