Making you the best bitch you can be is what my plan is! It’s Hot Ass Sex that you will endure. Therefore Mistresses Haley and Emily will drive our strap-on’s deep in that hot ass.
So, I’m Haley, and my little girl Emily, is the cutest lolidom you’ll ever meet. Truth is, we love nothing more than cornering a weak daddy pervert and making him ours.
From the second he steps into our house we take control. Starting with me stripping him while Emily giggles and points at his already stiff cock. “Look how eager he is, Mommy,” she says, then slaps his balls just to watch him flinch.
Next, we bend him over the couch and take turns. First, she climbs up behind him, spreads his ass, and pushes her small fingers into his asshole while I stroke his cock from the front.
“Beg for it, daddy pervert,” I tell him. Therefore he moans and pushes back, desperate for more. Now, my little girl slides on a strap-on and fucks him slow and deep. Ultimately, owning every inch while I hold his face and make him watch me smile.
Then when she’s done stretching him, I take my turn. Thoroughly, pounding his hole harder until his legs shake. Moreover, he keeps saying he belongs to us now.
Therefore, we make him lick us both clean after we use that ass. Then we ride his face and cock until he’s empty and ruined. Every thrust reminds him he’s just our toy. Ultimately, we own his ass completely. Therefore, he’ll keep coming back for more because no one else can dominate him like his two Mistresses.
Finally, don’t despair, just call and submit to the team of hot mommy -daughter Mistresses for your compliance.
So, here I have my loser Bitch…. let’s call him Max, well, actually he’s my daughters little bitch. It’s Humiliation phone sex that seems to drive him out of his mind. And let me tell you, he is a mindless little annoyance of a bitch.
In fact, I will give him directions and he does not follow through. Instead he will sit in my chat all day whining about how weak he is for a little girl. That’s right little Ems, as he likes to call her, has him by his balls. So, no more big boy pants for M.S.! Seriously, he needs to be outed wearing the pretty little panties he has made cummies in.
Essentially, I was to have a picture of my bitch sucking a dildo with barrettes in his hair! However this one will have to do! Also, one part of the instructions he has missed following through on. So, you see this M. of some town, anywhere is a total bitch.
One day I even made him call me while he was on a conference call with his work🤣”Is everything ok with you sir”, I hear the woman say. Meanwhile he stutters and talks about the plans of some task.. boring shit. Now, you need to understand Ems was really having her go with him.
Therefore, this loser creamed in his work pants! That’s right walking through his office after with a wet spot. There’s a name for that! “Loser Walk of Shame!” And boy do we love creating those embarrassing instances.
Now, thoroughly to blackmail M. S of the some area, I was expecting his current workplace, and boss… and maybe even his wifes’ information. But we shall see. Now, the only thing left for you M, is the agreement we made. I told you the price for removal. 💦🩲🤣🤣🤣🤣
I’m Haley, the young mommy you’ve been dreaming about, and my daughter is right here beside me. It’s Rape phone sex fantasies that we love to serve up. We’ve found a few of you pathetic, panty-wearing perverts, and we’ve decided you’re our new favorite toys. So, you think you’re cute in those little lace knickers? We think you’re just desperate for a real lesson in submission.
First, get on your knees. Both of you. Now, look up at us. Simply understand that we have these big dildo strap-on’s that we will fantasy rape that hole. Furthermore, she’s small, but she’s got a heart of stone and a hunger for control that puts me to shame. Now we can smell the desperation coming off you, and it’s absolutely delicious.
Next, reach down and touch those frilly panties. Feel how tight they are? Now, imagine us ripping them off your shaking frames as we both work to destroy you. My daughter wants to see your pathetic little cocks twitching in the open. She’s already laughing at how small you look compared to the power we hold over you. Moreover, she wants to see you tremble while I tell you exactly how useless you are.
Now, start stroking. Slow. I want you to feel every single nerve ending screaming for release. But don’t you dare speed up. If I see one muscle twitch out of place, my daughter is going to make sure you never feel pleasure again. We own your orgasms now. We decide when you get to leak and when you have to suffer.
Furthermore, imagine us taking turns mocking your fetish. You aren’t men; you’re just our little dress-up dolls. We’re going to ruin you together, breaking your will until you’re sobbing and begging for just one drop of relief.
Finally, stop. Hands off! Now, stay there, aching and empty, while we decide if you’re even worth the effort of a climax. Moreover, just beg us, you little panty boys. That’s right, beg your mommy and her princess to ruin you.
I’m Haley, your hot Mistress, ready to turn you into our whimpering panty boy phone sex slut. Beside me, Emily giggles, her innocent loli dom facade hiding the wicked gleam in her eyes. Then she straps on her big purple glitter dildo, lubing it up with a slick pop.
Then, ‘Listen up, panty boy,’ I purr into the mic. Now ‘slip those frilly pink panties on right now. Yeah, the ones that hug your pathetic little clitty so tight. Moreover you leak pre-cum at the thought of us.’
Emily chimes in with her high-pitched tease, ‘Oh, he’s such a sissy faggot, Mistress Haley. In fact I bet his back door pussy is twitching already. Obviously that hole is begging for my strap-on to stretch it wide.’
You hear the rustle of fabric as I describe pulling my own lace thong aside, but this call’s all about your humiliation. Now, I make you confess how those panties make you feel—small, exposed, desperate. All while Emily mocks your tiny dick, calling it a ‘useless worm’ that doesn’t deserve real pussy.
Next, I command you to bend over, ass up, and spread those panty-covered cheeks. ‘Push that fabric aside, panty boy, and finger your tight hole for us,’ I demand.
Now, Emily laughs as she thrusts her hips mockingly, the strap-on slapping against her thigh with a meaty thud. Moreover, imagine her tiny hands gripping your hips.
Now yanking the panties to the side, and ramming that sexy toy straight into your back door pussy. Moreover, she pounds relentlessly, the wet squelch of lube and your gurgles filling the line as I egg her on: ‘Fuck his sissy ass harder, Emily—make him cry like the little girl he wishes he was.’
Ultimately, you buck and moan, the humiliation burning as we degrade you. ‘Cum in your panties, fag boy. All while my loli partner reams you raw.’ We don’t stop until you’re spent, sobbing in ecstasy. Ultimately promising to call back for more strap-on destruction. Dial us anytime, panty boy; your back door awaits.
