Your nothing but a pathetic bitch boy for sissy phone sex play. Your weakness is my greatest indulgence and my control over you is what i thrive on. You putting your will in my hands, whether you want that or not. I’m going to take the bet that you are secretly growing hard at the thought of me controlling your bitch ass.
So, there you were at the club looking all nervous and dressed like such a suburban prude. I could just tell you really wish you weren’t such a small dicked loser, and didn’t have a chance of getting pussy. Fuck, I can really read them. I approach you and get you a nice stiff drink, and sweet talk you into relaxing a little. I loosen and remove your tie, unbutton a few buttons on your shirt, and yank it outta your pants. Your looking a little less wretched.
I whisper in your ear how I have an apartment nearby and I think you should accompany me home. Instead of taking you to my place though, I take you to my friends house who was having a party. I take you up to his sisters room and start undressing you…
Oh don’t get too excited… your not getting what you think. I want you as my personal bitch and dress you up like one. I have you all pretty and drag you downstairs. I take you into a room where a few other girls have brought in their little bitches who were already at work. I push you towards a large framed black man and tell him your ready. He pulls out a huge black cock and forces you down on your knees before him. Face fucking your bitch mouth isn’t all he’s going to force fuck. Oh… and sissy… they don’t use condoms.