I was told I needed some slavery phone sex. According to him, I was getting to big for my britches. He didn’t appreciate my sass back when I informed him I rarely wear britches. He has been reading my blogs and feels I am not the good slave I once was. He thinks I am letting men spoil me and treat me better than they should, which has gone to my head. I called bullshit because most men who want to dominate me have itty bitty cocks and I refuse to be a bitch to a small dick. I struck a nerve because he has a 3-inch dick. He wanted to force fuck me with a clit stick. How could I not laugh? I only let men own me and one of the definitions of a man is having a full grown cock. You are still a boy if you can fit comfortably in a pair of my panties. He tried to dominate me, but his voice was a few octaves too high and his dick several inches too short. I am a sexy blonde babe. I love to be your submissive slut, but you have to be a man to own me.
Big Al sent my big tit photos to a magazine for big boobs. They were having a contest for strippers in clubs all over America. He never told me because he didn’t want me to be disappointed if I didn’t win. He let me know last night that I was a finalist. I get to fly to California for a professional shoot and the winner will be announced after an online poll. I was excited because if I was to win, the prize is a nice cash prize, but more than that, I would get to travel all over the US as a featured dancer in clubs. When Big Al made the announcement at the club, I could see the disappointed looks on the fellow dancers whose pictures he didn’t submit. And, I could see the excitement on the faces of the men in the club. I am Big Al’s favorite girl. Not only do we go way back, but I know how to make him money. I am naturally submissive, which means I know how to make men feel good. I can put a man’s cock above all else. Those young strippers are part of the me generation and they can’t pull themselves away from their cell phones long enough to worship a man like he deserves. I took the stage and shook my big tits and moneymakers. Green was flying left and right as I made each patron feel like he was the only one in the club. Charlie wanted some special time with the future Ms. Big Tit America, so we got a VIP room and let him give me some cum shots on tits, my tits. His dick got swallowed up by my boobs, but I still made him feel like he had an anaconda and not a shrimp dick. Young girls need to take notes from me.
Hot ass sex is the only sex possible with my sugar daddy, The Living Legend. He surprised me this week. It was funny too, because I was so thinking about him. The SyFy channel was doing a marathon of the Anaconda movies. My BDK has the original anaconda. His monster snake is not deadly, but it does some damage to pussies all over the world! My sugar daddy is bigger and better than yours! When my phone rang, my pussy tingled. I knew it was my BDK. He is the best sugar daddy on the planet. Per his request, I put on my sexy leopard print bikini for his impromptu visit to see his blonde sugar baby extraordinaire. My tramp stamp that says “property of BDK” was proudly on display as was all my BDK bling. Even when I am stripping at the club, my BDK tat and bling is proudly displayed. I am a proud owned sugar baby. Of course, I have the best owner in the world. My Big Daddy King is the King of my word. He needed some jungle love with his hot blonde bimbo sugar baby. The moment I opened the door, we ravaged each other. My leopard bikini bottoms were drenched just seeing my handsome legend before me. I took to Instagram to brag about My King and his anaconda. If you have seen my big tit photos, you know I have some big boobs. They swallow up little white dicks. Not the anaconda. My tits don’t even cover ¼ of the anaconda. When he titty fucked his sugar baby OG, he slithered between my knockers like a snake in the grass, coming straight on out on the other side and right into my greedy and awaiting mouth! I can cum just from sucking on the biggest and thickest cock known to man. The anaconda makes women weak at hello. I felt so special that Big Daddy King took time out of his busy schedule just to pay me a visit. He spoils me with more than just the anaconda. He dropped a bag full of cash at my feet. Just $100,000 for being me. I told you my sugar daddy is better than yours! I kissed all over my beloved King and I came again! Just from worshiping The Living Legend. No one treats me better. No one spoils me better and no one fucks me better! I was screaming as I was cumming all over the anaconda. My third cum came with the biggest cum shot up my BDK owned pussy. Life is so ordinary when he is not with me! #JungleLove #Property of BDK #MySugarDaddyisBetterThanYours #TheLivingLegend
Cum shots on tits is what they wanted to see, so it what they got. I was pole dancing late last night for some extra cash when some frat boys came in. They were celebrating one of the guy’s 21st birthday with big tits and booze. One of the guys was a trust fund baby. He had a platinum American Express and was running the tab. He selected me for the VIP room. Likely because I was older and college boys love older women. He said it was because I had the biggest rack in the club. I was doing lap dances and taking pictures with the guys, when Mr. Trust Fund asked how much to give me the biggest cum shot to my tits? Big Al lets me have all the money from the VIP room for any side things I might do, so I can set the price. I looked at him and said, “How much money you got?” He pulled out $2,000 from his wallet, laid it on the table and said, “Let the birthday boy go first.” I wrapped my jugs around his cock and gave him a titty fuck he will never forget. He deposited the first load, and his friends followed. I don’t consider it prostitution. I mean they just came on my boobs. Easiest money I ever made. I love having big tits.
When you look like me, hot ass sex is all you have. I did a gig at the strip club Friday night. This big spender was enamored with me. He seemed oddly familiar to me. He was much older, but nice. I agreed to go to his hotel room with him. He gave me $1,000 just to show up at the door. Promised me more if I entered his room. I am not a hooker, but money is nice. He seemed like a lonely old man. I knew there was a chance he could be jack the ripper or something, so I asked Big Al about him. He was surprised I didn’t know who he was. He was an aging rock star past his prime. Music of my parents’ generation. I knew this band’s big song as soon as Big All started singing it badly. He was playing a gig in town I guess and popped into the club to end the night on a high note. He is no billionaire. His band never had success past the 60s and 70s, but he was nice and monopolizing my time all night, so I agreed to go to his hotel next door after my shift. I don’t know if he took Viagra or what, but for a 74-year-old man, his boner was impressive. I saw the wad of cash on his table for me. It looked to be a couple grand. I was flattered he wanted to pay me, but this was a man no longer rich. He had more money than a phone sex slut does, but he had a nice cock for any age and he was a really sweet. I told him I felt bad taking money for something I would do for free. I had him keep his wad of cash and I fucked his sizeable old boner for well over 4 hours. I mean if he did take a Viagra, I wanted him to get the most out of it. Two days later, my pussy is still sore, and I can’t get his band’s song out of my head.
It was a hot ass sex weekend in the club. I worked Friday, Saturday and Sunday per Big Al’s request. He had many a big group booked for the VIP room and he needed a seasoned whore like me to milk them dry. There was also a best Tits and Ass contest. I have the best T and A in the club. It is one of the many reasons I make bank at the club. Once I got up on stage in my bikini and flaunted my tits and ass, I was crowned Miss T & A. Once that happened, all the guys in the club wanted me in the VIP room with them even more than they did before. Some girls thought it was rigged, but Big Al don’t pull games like that. The men in the club selected me the winner because I am a stacked Amazon goddess. The guys at Big Al’s Gentlemen’s club love me because I make them feel special. What younger strippers lack is the ability to make men feel like they are the only ones in the club. These young girls think the men should crawl to them. That is not how to line your pockets or get spoiled. I think submissive women do better in strip clubs because we know a man’s needs come before our egos. I was busy all weekend with lap dances, bottle service and stroking cocks and egos, but it paid off well. I came home with more money in my pockets than all the young strippers combined.
My Big Daddy King knows I have a submissive phone sex side. I can’t help but want to be on my knees when he is around. He owns me. Body and soul and of course my pussy. Sometimes, I am a bad sugar baby and I need to be punished. Punished by the anaconda! I have not seen The Living Legend in a week or so, which makes me long for his touch; long for the only man who can break me. The only man who truly owns me. He called me up, gave me specific instructions to dress sexy, display my tramp stamp that says, “Property of BDK” and go to this nearby bar. My King spoils me so. He arranged for all my drinks to be paid. Only top shelf drinks for his blonde sugar slave. Men were vying for me at the bar. They were buying me drinks, but I sent them back. I don’t need losers or Splenda daddies buying me cheap ass well drinks. I also don’t need any losers trying to get into my panties. Even my sexy underwear says, “Property of BDK.”
There was this one phone sex guy who recognized me from my pictures. He was trying to be all suave coming up to me with cheesy lines. As soon as he started talking, I knew who he was. I was not going to taint my owned body with imitation white meat. I had no idea if my master and owner, BDK, would show up, but on the off chance he might, I was not settling for cut rate cock. That is when I felt someone press against my back. I felt the anaconda, so I knew it wasn’t any loser barfly. It was my King. I fell to my knees in a public bar and started kissing just the outside of his pants. Rainbow kisses for the best cock in the world. I begged to see the anaconda. I wanted all those losers who were attempting to get into my owned pussy to see why I denied them. Girls lucky enough to be in BDK’s exclusive and elite sugar gang, don’t soil their hot bodies with little white dicks. All the losers watched in shock and dismay as BDK, my owner, bent me over a table and pounded his pussy. My Big Daddy King is an amazing sugar daddy and master. I begged for his billionaire nut sauce while others watched. Splenda daddies and wannabe suitors need to understand not only who owns my pussy, but who is worth waiting for. Hint: It is not little white dick.
My Big Daddy King is The Living Legend of my World. I will do anything for him. I will do anything he tells me to do. I will only obey the best! I am his OG Sugar Slave for life.
I am a phone sex switch. I have my days when I want to be spoiled and pampered, then I have my days like Saturday when I want to be spanked and treated like a dirty whore. I was feeling fetish kinky over the weekend. I wanted something more than a good fucking. I dolled myself up in my best latex cat suit and went looking for trouble at a new underground fetish club. I never have to look far for trouble, it is my middle name. I was the center of attention the way I was dressed. Guys weren’t sure if I was a bad ass dominatrix or a submissive whore. Saturday night, I was all submissive whore. I went from room to room until I could find just the right man to handle an Amazon goddess like me. Terry towered over me at 6’6. He had Alpha male written all over him too. He had me at the crack of his whip. I fell to my knees like a trained dog and started sucking his hard cock. It was more like skull fucking. He rammed his cock in my mouth so deep, I gagged. Very few dicks ever make me gag. I am a cock sucking whore. Terry never even spoke to me after he told me his name. We didn’t need words. He was communicating with his body language. He was not done with me after he came on my face. He wanted to spank my perfect ass. I do have an ass built for spanking phone sex. I was wet with anticipation of his strong hands smacking my bare ass. He was the perfect man for a pain slut like me. He made me count every whack until I couldn’t keep the counting straight. He was done with me after a few hundred whacks. Three days later, my ass is still sore, and my pussy is still wet.
Our favorite GFE phone sex caller is The Living Legend of many things. BDK is almost too good to be true, but me and my sugar baby BFFs Lena and Loretta know he is real. No one spoils his sugar babies like Big Daddy King. My King called me and had me rally up the sugar gang. He had a huge surprise for us, and it was’t the Anaconda. He was flying us all to a tropical paradise for a sugar baby shoot. Big Daddy King is the The Living Legend of Sugar Daddies and the outfit that crowned him last year wanted to do a tropical photo shoot with his favorite sugar babies. They were paying us handsomely too. Lena, Loretta and I were in agreement though, we would do it for free just to be with our Big Daddy King and the anaconda for a weekend. Of course, we hit up our social media to brag about our King and make all the Splenda daddies jelly.
We packed our bikinis and our BDK jewels and hopped a luxury plane to a tropical paradise where we would pose with our Big Daddy King. He was waiting for us in a white robe. The spread was fit for the King he is. There was a bejeweled throne, crown and specter just for our King. He looked magnificent. The sugar gang swooned, but we weren’t the only ones. The staff of the magazine doing the photo shoot was in awe of Big Daddy King and the attention he commands from his sugar gang. We love to worship Big Daddy King. This time, we worshiped him on film. Our tramp stamps proudly showed we are the property of The Living Legend. We had to see the anaconda. When our King derobed, there was the anaconda in its diamond encrusted white man sleeve. This sugar baby grang knows what to do. We lavished the anaconda with rainbow kisses and begged for some billionaire nut sauce. We didn’t care tat the cameras were rolling. Whenever we are with our BDK, the resort of the world just doesn’t matter. We had a wonderful few days in paradise with the King. He is the Living Legend for a reason. No man could ever treat us better. #BDKs Sugar Gang #PapiKing #LivingLegend #PropertyofBDK
Fantasy phone sex gets taken to a whole new level with our Big Daddy King. I had the pleasure of spending the day with the Living Legend on his birthday. My friend and fellow sugar baby, Loretta, was not as lucky and she was sad. I could hear it in her voice, but I had to pry it out of her that she thought our Big Daddy King didn’t like her anymore. I knew that was nonsense, so I called The Living Legend himself to confirm. Big Daddy King doesn’t like any of his sugar babies feeling down, so he told us to hop on his private jet and go see him off the coast of Italy.
Loretta and I packed all our BDK jewels and nothing but sexy outfits. Big Daddy King flew us in style on his luxury private jet. Of course, we took to social media to brag about the best sugar daddy in the world. We are proud gfe phone sex babies. A private stretch limo was waiting on us as we stepped off the jet. OMG, the view of the Italian coast as we drove to his private mansion on a large vineyard was almost as amazing as the Anaconda. BDK was very happy to see his prized sugar babies decked out in designer duds and all the bling he has bought us. He looked like a king because he is The King. He is the king of high-class sugar babies like Loretta and me.
We showered BDK in hugs and kisses. Loretta immediately perked up when she saw the Anaconda in its diamond encrusted white man sleeve. That beautiful huge cock always gives me a wet bald pussy. I let her have the first honors, even though the Anaconda is more than enough cock for two sugar babies. She was talking in Spanish, which was so sexy, as she gave sugar baby kisses all over the best cock on the planet. When she pulled off the man sleeve, I got weak in the knees. I fell to the ground to help my fellow sugar princess worship The Living Legend’s cock. We begged for that billionaire nut sauce like starving sugar babies too. That is because a woman can never have enough of Big Daddy King.
We spent the weekend worshiping the Anaconda and being spoiled and pampered by the best sugar daddy in the world. Loretta was cheered up instantly knowing her Papi King still adored her. Our BDK is loyal to his sugar babies. He treats us better than any man can or has. We are forever loyal to the best sugar daddy in the world with the best cock on the planet. All other men are just Splenda daddies in comparison. #SnakeCharmersinItaly #PropertyofBDK #TheLivingLegend #LaLeyendaViva
