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Degradation by an exquisite Elitist Queen will leave your knees feeling like jelly. Verbal abuse phone sex can be so sweet, it hurts – and that’s the most thrilling part of it for me. I love verbally ripping into losers like you. It doesn’t really matter how I do it. I love all forms of humiliation and degradation. It’s something that makes my pussy tingle as soon as I see how my cruel words are forcing your penis erect, I feel even more inspired to be abusive.

Whether it’s for your perverted fantasies, shortcomings, height, race, spouse, penis size and beyond. I’ll rip into any fuck wad like you. It’s easy. I’m a bitchy bully that just won’t give up. You’re going to bust the best nut while I cut you down with words, too. You’re garbage to me. Pond scum is on your level. Why are you even here breathing the same air as me? You don’t deserve to. You weak-minded, pussy of a man. Verbal abuse phone sex and humiliation is all the punishment you need.

It all sounds mean and cruel, doesn’t it? I want you to be turned on and become addicted to my cruel words, thoughts, and jokes. I love being your bully. I love watching you fall to your knees and submitting to my way of thinking about yourself. Go ahead and stroke your cock while I say very ill things to you. As soon as your cock starts to drip, I’ll twisting my claws into you even deeper. There is no escape.

I will be absolutely unrelenting until you ejaculate.

Total Power Exchange Phone Sex

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I’m the ultimate goddess supreme! You dare not question my powers or my dominance over you, lest you find yourself no longer… yourself. I’ve been known to go to extreme lengths to ensure that my subjects stay subjugated. laughs I’ve also been known to go to extremes like total power exchange phone sex just because I feel like it. For fun. For punishment. For any reason at all.

Take John for instance. Typical douche bag with typical douche bag fantasies. He so wanted to see me in a dog collar kneeling next to his feet like a well trained pet. He told me that I would look best naked and chocking on his cock. Then he asked me how much cum I could swallow. I smiled politely and asked him to come in and sit down and get comfortable. I gave him a cocktail and then sat down and waited.

He leered at me like a gluttonous pig staring at a tasty buffet. I waited for the drug to take effect and watched as he started to pull out his cock and then fell right over, passed out cold. He was going to wake up soon, with a hard on and ready to learn a lesson in manners and extreme mind control total power exchange phone sex.

He started to reach for me but I just snapped my fingers and said “Uh uh uhhh.” laughs

I threw some cold water on him and watched as he snapped awake. He looked confused at first and then furious. Then he was standing naked in front of me and quickly realized something was going on. He started to reach for me but I just snapped my fingers and said “Uh uh uhhh.” laughs His face went slack and his arm fell back to his side.

He stood there passive and calm while I explained that I was a powerful witch and had given him a powerful potion. A potion that gave me total control of his mind and body. In fact, it was extreme mind control that I had over him now. I could make him do anything I wanted, he could love it or hate it, it didn’t matter, he’d still do it.

It was a feast for the eyes and John was about to be the total power exchange fuck puppet star of the show.

I of course was going to make sure that, under my control, he did all kinds of things that he would never normally do. I told him to drop to hands and knees and follow me like a dog. He obediently did as he was told. I took him to my bedroom where the rest of the party was happening. And oh what a party it was. One of my finest orgies yet. Naked bodies entwined everywhere you looked. Groups fucking, watching, playing, touching. It was a feast for the eyes and John was about to be the total power exchange fuck puppet star of the show.

I made everyone stop what they were doing to welcome my new pet. Everyone, men and women, came over to pet him and pat his head. John was very straight so every time a man touched him I could see him tense up. I laughed and told him to enjoy being touched by the men as much as the women. He immediately leaned into the next touch.

Then I told him to start sucking the men. I invited the girls to come up behind him and grab his balls. Inspect his cock and stick their pretty little fingers in his ass. Anything they wanted really. He kept sucking cock and swallowing cum while I let the girls probe and play with his body. I let every one get back to fucking and led him around to each group, making him watch and participate as I wanted.

Hard paddles that clipped his balls. Stinging crops that cut into his skin.

He licked up cum, piss and shit just like a human toilet phone sex outhouse. He fetched dildos and butt plugs and vibrators like a good dog. And when I got bored making him debase himself I took pleasure in spanking him. Hard paddles that clipped his balls. Stinging crops that cut into his skin. Sometimes I let him yell with the pain and other times I forced him to moan and groan like he was getting off.

No matter what I told him to do, he did it. When I let him finally fuck, I made him stick his dick in only the nastiest holes. I made him fuck men, women, pets, objects, random holes. Whatever I felt like. I owned him body mind and soul and nothing was to taboo or extreme for him while he was under my extreme mind control. When the potion started to wear off and he wanted to fight me, I just had the guys hold him down while I climbed on top of him and fucked him. I fucked him and drugged him again and again, making him my ultimate submissive slave over and over. I always let the potion wear off long enough to remind him that he was forever my bitch.

Sissy Slut Phone Sex Feminization

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Spring has sprung and I love watching everything change… the metamorphosis the seasons go through. Feminization is the same way you, know and that is exactly why I love sissy slut phone sex. You’re so pretty in your frilly dress. You look like you should be on top of a cupcake. But we both know it’s no cupcake you’ll be on top of tonight! Tonight you’re going to be my sissy slut phone sex whore. I want you dressed in your most girly dress. I love pink so if you have something in pink that would please me. And a slut should always please her Mistress. Spin around for me sissy and show me your goodies.

I want to see your panties pulled tight against your fat clitty. I like my sissies made up from head to toe in the very best during sissy slut phone sex. You should be picture perfect and dressed to impress. It’s so much fun to get you all sticky and dirty and messed up. laughs I won’t be happy until your pretty pink lipstick is smeared all around your mouth. You know how you’re going to mess up your lipstick sweetie? By sucking cock. You can suck my strap on cock, or you can suck a real cock. I’ve always got some submissive laying around waiting to do anything I ask. Just say the word the my sweet sissy phone sex slut, and I’ll order up the most delicious cock you’ve ever seen.

Just say the word the my sweet sissy phone sex slut, and I’ll order up the most delicious cock you’ve ever seen.

Why don’t you start on my strap on and we can move on to the real deal once you master the strap on. I know your clit and pussy are ready for my strap on. And some real cock I’m guessing. Oh yeah, you can’t wait to be a cum dumpster can you? I’ll take you out and show you off, sweet cheeks. You better strut your stuff and work it slut. I want you to get the whole room lined up and waiting to have a turn. A turn with you of course. As to what they will do on their turn, well, I’m pretty much going to say anything and everything.

Cock sucking and pussy pounding to be expected during sissy slut phone sex. You’re just dying to be a forced feminized whore for me, aren’t you? I know what a slut you are and how much you fantasize about wild fuck sessions. I think you’ll look best in a tight pink satin dress. You’ll be on your knees of course, sucking a line of cocks. Actually they will most likely be fucking your face. You don’t have to suck much, just open your mouth really. They’ll fuck it for sure. How many cocks can you stroke while you are getting fucked in the face during sissy slut phone sex? At least two, maybe three if you are crafty.

How many cocks can you stroke while you are getting fucked in the face during sissy slut phone sex?

When you are sticky and your hair is covered in cum I’ll have them strip you down and flip you over. That tight pussy needs to be tapped sweetie. Let’s go all the way during our sissy slut phone sex! You’ll give it all up and do whatever decadent depraved sexual perversions that I want. I’ll think up plenty to keep you busy. We’ll stay up all night as I let one guy after another fuck you. Fuck you and leave you sticky and used, just like the sissy slut you are. Call me sweetie. You know you need it.

Accomplice Phone Sex Abduction

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Every now and then I wonder, if I knew then what I know now, would I still call Mistress Janelle? I didn’t know I would end up being pimped out for a sissy accomplice phone sex abduction. After all, all of this is thanks to her. She, more than anyone else, is responsible for what I’ve become. 
I’ve been here, wherever “here” is for several months now, I think. Some days, when the drugs are really strong, and she has me listening to multiple layered audio hypnosis files on headphones while strapped to one of the fuck benches, I forget that I was anything but a perfectly girly sissy slut, born to make cocks hard and then get them off. Born to be an obedient and enthusiastic fuck toy. I had only discovered sissy porn a few months prior to seeing the ad for the website. I had always been fascinated by pantyhose and stockings and sexy lingerie while growing up. When I got out on my own after high school and got myself my own place, I could finally play whenever I wanted without fear of being discovered.

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Before Mistress Janelle took control of my life, I sometimes wore makeup, I had one pair of high heels to go along with a couple pairs of shiny tan pantyhose and a pair of classic black fishnet stockings. By the time he grabbed me, Mistress Janelle had transformed me into a nearly full time sissy slut. I wore make up every day. My hair had grown long. She had me get rid of most of my boy clothes. I barely wore them anymore anyway. Sometimes, I think about the last two sissy assignments she sent me on, both at the adult video store where I would meet and then be abducted by the Sissy Breaker during my accomplice phone sex abduction.

No panties, just my clear pink chastity device. I was the perfect accomplice phone sex abduction victim

The second to last time she let me wear sweats over my sissy outfit but, when I got to the booth I had to take them off and make a video of me riding a huge dildo, watching trans porn and sniffing poppers. I was in hot pink lock on four inch spike heels, sexy AF 24 inch waist pink corset, a tight, sheer, pale, purple belly shirt and super shiny Hooter’s girl pantyhose with the crotch cut out. No panties, just my clear pink chastity device. I was the perfect accomplice phone sex abduction victim.

In my lust and excitement to fulfill my task for Mistress Janelle, I must’ve forgotten to lock the door and I must’ve been making a bunch of noise, because after about ten minutes of me furiously riding my eight inch dildo that I had suction cupped to the floor, a big Hispanic man in a cowboy hat was pulling my face to his big, stiff dick and then I was sucking it and the next thing I knew he had, effortlessly, scooped me up and flipped me upside down and was now holding me by my ankles, so that my body was resting against the cushioned bench but my head was hanging over the edge. Then he started face fucking me as his accomplice phone sex captive.

He held me upside down and fucked my slutty throat for the next ten minutes, grunting and calling me “sissy faggot” and “cock slut” and “bitch boy”.

I had no idea at the time but, this was the Sissy Breaker and my phone sex mistress had set him up with a preview of his next victim, me. He held me upside down and fucked my slutty throat for the next ten minutes, grunting and calling me “sissy faggot” and “cock slut” and “bitch boy”. I loved it and my phone recorded it all. When he finally came, he pumped once down my throat, then pulled out and shot all over my face and hair, then he grabbed my sweats and left. At first, I just sat there, stunned, then I jumped back on that dildo and started sniffing those poppers and riding that plastic cock for all it and I was worth! I wanted to cum sooooo badly. So I rode it. 

I had no idea that the next time Mistress Janelle sent me out, I would never return home, instead becoming another one of the lucky sissies snatched and then trained by the Sissy Breaker. Another soon to be obedient pimped out sissy whore. If I knew then what I know now, would I still call Mistress Janelle? Fuck yeah I would. I love that I’m now a captive sissy phone sex whore and I love that mistress had me abducted.

Cuckold Confessions Phone Sex

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There’s nothing that blends emotional and psychological pain together with eroticism as well as cuckolding. Real cuckold confessions phone sex is in my top five favorite kinds of kinky adult chat. Sure, sometimes people call with fantasies and role-plays and I am keen to explore a wide variety of fantasies if there is at least a splash of humiliation involved. But there is nothing quite as arousing as hearing a man call up and confess that he desires to see his wife with another man. What would it be like for you if your wife was fucking your best friend, a neighborhood boy, the whole basketball team, strangers from a bar, etc?

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I am very encouraging when it comes to cuckold phone sex. If you are just mulling over an erotic idea of your wife fucking someone else while you masturbate, I am going to encourage you to talk to her. Talk to her about having a more open relationship. Or talk to her about visiting swingers clubs. Or just let me talk to her. Yep, I mean it too. If you both call me together, I will have you guys make love at my instruction and then bring up some other fantasies I find hot…. like consensual cheating. Group sex may be a little too much soon, but eventually I will get you both there. You only live once, you know. Might as well have fun while we are all here, right? Don’t stuff your desires for being cucked deep down inside. 

I can help you sort through all those complicated jealous feelings you’ll have at the same time you’re aroused by cuckold confessions phone sex.

I can help you sort through all those complicated jealous feelings you’ll have at the same time you’re aroused by cuckold confessions phone sex. If you want to let your wife fuck a man with a bigger dick than you – like say, your braggadocious friend from work and at the same time you hate the idea of him fucking your woman. You just need some reminders about who your wife is and who you are. You’re the cuck and that’s perfectly acceptable. You’re a different kid of man than your stud work pal. Your wife will always love you, she just might also love how your work buddy fucks her. 

I especially love more experienced cuckolds. I like it when you call me while your wife is out with her boyfriend. Fuck, it’s like the best reality porn show to speculate with you about what is happening to your wife or girlfriend while we are talking. If you can all from a land line in case she wants to call you while she is getting pounded, my pussy would very much appreciate it. I hope she can at least sext you a few photos of her with his superior cock. I just love how the thought of your sharing your wife both hurts your ego and stiffens your cock at the exact same time. Don’t worry, baby. I get it. You can call me and confess to me all your deepest darkest secrets. And if it involves your humiliation followed by acceptance of your place in this world, you can bet your wife’s pussy that I am going to be encouraging. 

Sissy Cosplay Phone Sex

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I’m in the Wonder Woman outfit again for Mistress Angelique and ready for sissy cosplay phone sex. He fucks me so goddamn hard when I wear this costume. Last time he left me covered in his jizz and just *so* sore. Who am I kidding though? I love being his slutty captive wonder sissy. I fucking love it. I love the way the iconic high heeled boots made my shimmery smooth pantyhose legs look even sexier than usual, the way they make my ass look so juicy and extra fuckable. I love the custom corset/bustier top that cinches my slim sissy waist into sexy sissy girl curves. And I absolutely love the way he fucks me after he gets me all tied up and helpless. When he starts choking me with the “magic lasso” while his cock pummels my sissy pussy, that’s when I usually start squirting my sissy cream everywhere.

We met on Fetlife, through Mistress Angelique. She encouraged me with sissy cosplay phone sex training and I was pretty new to the kink scene, new to online dating at all really. I was an inexperienced but super eager sissy, desperate for the attention of a real life person that knew what a bitch like me needed. The fact that he loved sexy cosplay was a big turn on for me, typical comic book geek. I met him at a hotel room the first few times. I was so nervous but I could hear Mistress Angelique’s voice ringing in my head. “You want to be a good sissy cocksucking fuck bunny don’t you?” And he seemed sane, he was clean and he smelled nice. 

He made me feel so hot, so sexy. I felt like more than a sissy cosplay phone sex slut.


He really seemed to like how I looked in pantyhose, leotards and, boots. He made me feel so hot, so sexy. I felt like more than a sissy cosplay phone sex slut. I loved how turned on he was by my body and my costumes. I had no idea how much I was gonna love getting fucked. Well, okay, that’s a lie, I had *some* idea, having recently discovered ass play with ‘realistic’ toys. But oh wow, did it ever feel amazing to be his bound, helpless sissy bitch, and have my little virginal sissy booty pounded for hours at a time.

I think back to the last meeting and shiver. If tonight is…anything like last time, I am in for some serious fun. Last time he had me wear headphones at Mistress Angelique’s instruction, that played layered, looped sissy hypnosis audio files of her voice. Then he tied me, face up, to a weight bench, with my head hanging, unsupported, over the edge. My legs were then put into a most delectable, utterly helpless frog-tie. The ring gag made it pretty clear what kind of treatment I was in for. He then proceeded to throat fuck me, somehow both brutally and tenderly. I don’t know how to explain it. I guess you need to be a sissy to understand. See, I had been practicing on my own with what I thought was a pretty thick eight inch “realistic” dildo. I had made my own eyes water gagging on it while I learned to take it’s entire length but, that did not, at all, prepare me for the sheer savagery of his throat fucking.

“Yeah, take it all bitch, take it all wonder whore!”

Through all my sputtering, slobbering, coughing and choking he would hiss, “Yeah, take it all bitch, take it all wonder whore!” or “Good slut, surrender yourself to my cock wonder slut.” Every now and then he would reach over and rub my cock in through my pantyhose, sending even more electric sensations through my already overstimulated body and I’d forget to breath through my nose and start to choke again and then he’d slap my cock really hard. 

The ring gag, of course, protected him from any of my involuntary jaw clenching due to the slaps. I’m pretty sure that the thing that really broke me for good was when he finally started to come. He grabbed my cock and started to squeeze, super hard, and then also started roughly jacking me off in my hose, while he used the other hand to slap my balls, all the while grunting and pumping cum down my throat. Me just choking and writhing and crying and, finally, orgasming helplessly into his fucking vice grip of a fist. When he finally pulled his cock from my throat, he wiped it all over my face. I wanted more. Needed more. I need him to fuck my sissy pussy, to make me his cosplay fuck bunny cock slave.

Thank you Mistress Angelique. You knew just what I needed, I am so glad I called you.

Interracial Phone Sex Monster BBC

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After a breakup most girls need a change. Some alter their hair style. Others splurge on an expensive new handbag. Many treat themselves to a fancy dinners. A little retail therapy goes a long way. These are all lovely ideas after a break up but it’s missing one very important element: To get over a man, you have to get under another. I like to get under an entirely different kind of man with interracial phone sex. No more white wimps with tiny pink dicks for me. I needed something different; A Latin Lover or a Black Bull.

Oh yes, after my breakup I desperately wanted a change and I went after it. In order to have the best possible post-break up sex, I knew I wanted all of the things that women normally want after exiting a boring relationship. First I got on a dating app with lots of sexy interracial phone sex studs in my area. I swiped like a mad woman on all the muscular hotties. I super swiped the ones that had visible cock bulges. Yum! Then I went to the hair salon and got a cute new style. I spent the rest of the afternoon at the spa getting a fresh manicure, facial, and bikini wax. Then I met my girlfriends for sushi and went on a shopping spree. 

My best friends were excitedly helping me pick out the sexiest lingerie for my interracial phone sex rebound…

My best friends were excitedly helping me pick out the sexiest lingerie for my interracial phone sex rebound when it happened. Oh my… I matched with this gorgeous black GOD of a man. He was tall, with a perfect smile and a very muscular build. I knew that this was the man to help me get over my ex. We chatted for a little bit and I swooned. He was already sexier, funnier, and more charming than my bland ex. I knew that this new interracial phone sex guy was the man I wanted to be the sexiest little slut for. 

I told him that I was just getting out of a relationship and that I hadn’t been properly fucked in over a year. He needed to know that my wimp of an ex was absolute trash in the bedroom and that if he wanted to use my hot under-sexed body, he could. I desperately needed to be fucked by a man that knew how to handle a slut so I sexted him a photo of my tits in the lingerie right from the fitting room! He responded with “Don’t worry, baby girl. I will handle you if you can handle this…” Then a photo of his stiffening cock in his black boxer briefs came through. It was HUGE! In that moment both my mouth and my pussy were drooling. I knew that I needed to get this lingerie off me before I ruined it for later! I invited my interracial phone sex match over to my place that evening. Then I hurried home to get ready to put on that very same sexy red lingerie. 

I opened and there he was looking even more perfect than in his photos. I stared at him in my black lingerie in awe for a brief moment.

I nervously reapplied my red lipstick for the hundredth time. Then I began puttering about in my high heels when there was a knock at the door. I opened and there he was looking even more perfect than in his photos. I stared at him in my black lingerie in awe for a brief moment. Then I welcomed him inside and shut the door. He looked me up and down and smiled before hooking his hand around my waist and pulling me up against his already hard cock. I kissed him while he mauled my tits. Squeezing them and inspecting them. Yes, this is exactly what I needed….

It had been a year wasted with my wimpy white ex. A whole year of being deprived of quality sex. My mouth was desperate to suck his big black cock and I needed him now! I lifted up his shirt and kissed down his muscular chest as I dropped to my knees. I smiled and used my tongue to trace trails through the muscles in his six pack. Moaning softly between kisses and licks. When I got to the waist band of his pants, his huge cock was practically ready to burst the button off. I caressed his monster bbc cock through his pants and carefully unzipped. My eyes widened and he smiled smugly. Now this was the kind of cocky man I loved. A man that delivers. A real man. It felt like I had delicately unwrapped a present to release a monster. And that’s exactly what it was: a monster bbc. A gorgeous eleven inch masterpiece of a black cock complete with a fat mushroom head and delicious veins.

What would happen if I FaceTimed my ex boyfriend so he could watch me with my new black lover? It would be such a turn on to humiliate him like this! Call me for all kinds of interracial phone sex talk. 

Cuckold Phone Sex Humiliation

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When someone calls with that certain quiver in his voice, I know exactly what he wants to talk about. It’s getting more and more common, so don’t worry that it’s just you. The inadequacy that leads to cuckold phone sex humiliation, isn’t your special secret unique burden to bear. The evidence is all around us, clearer than ever: Some men have what it takes to please women, and the rest don’t. And you’ve started to figure out which category you belong in. And you need to talk about it.

You can’t talk to your friends about cuckold phone sex. That’s just impossibly embarrassing.

And you can’t talk to your wife or girlfriend, because you already know one of two things is going to happen: Either she tells you not to be silly, not to worry, she loves making love with you … but you won’t really believe her … or she does tell you that actually, yes, you leave something to be desired. And you know what? That’s what you really want, you want her to tell you that she’s wanting, because then everything will be perfectly clear and understood. But it’s too frightening! It’s too real. I understand. You can talk to me about cuckold phone sex humiliation instead.

I’ll tell you the truth. I’ll tell you truths she’d never tell you. It’s easy for me to figure out exactly who you are, and let me tell you right now who you aren’t: a man. A real man. A man who can please a woman, who can keep a woman, who can make a woman want to please him in return. That’s not you. It never was, it never will be, and the sooner you accept that the happier everyone will be.

It’s really a public service I’m providing. You’ll be happier once you accept your limitations and stop letting unrealistic ideas pollute your relationships. And every woman you talk to will be happier once you stop thinking you can offer them something you absolutely cannot. Once you start talking to me everything will become clear. You’re meant for a life of cuckold phone sex stories and that’s it. I can tell you exactly what women need to please them, and I can tell you all about the qualities that real men have. And you’ll completely understand that I’m describing something you aren’t, never were, never could be. You’re something else. It’s not your fault. Just let me help you understand.

Size Queen Phone Sex SPH Mistress

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I’m a firm believer that bigger is nearly always better. A gorgeous woman like me, deserves a big fat monster cock. Is that something you possess? Check your pants right now, shrimp dick. How does it measure up to my dildo? That’s right. Look it up and down then look at that underwhelming thing in your boxers. The only thing you’ll be good for us size queen phone sex SPH.

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By now you should know that SPH is small penis humiliation. Come on, you have a small cock so get with the picture, loser. You don’t have enough to please me and you are going to hear about your shortcomings while I please a man with a bigger cock or use one of my fantastically large dildos. Are you jealous or turned on? You know you’ll never be able to properly fill my cunt like I need. You know you’re less of a man and more of a girl. I mean, your penis even looks like a clit. So small cock humiliation and size queen phone sex is all I have in store for you.

Maybe I’ll even decide to cuckold you if you’re worth it. You should see how a real sexy stud pounds my sweet snatch. In so many ways, he’s stronger than you. A better man than you. He’s a real man with such a long, thick cock. You won’t be able to look away when he starts grabbing and groping me. I’m sorry you’re so useless, but not as sorry as you’re going to be when you see a real man take me in all the ways you only dream of being able to.

I’m a size queen phone sex Mistress who will show you your place in this world. Underneath me, licking the drippings from my hot freshly fucked pussy. Slurp all of that wetness up you little dicked loser.

Male Degradation Phone Sex

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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.

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.