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Slave Training Phone Sex with Babysitter Isis

Slave Training Phone Sex

I swear I don’t even have to say anything to these little shit heads anymore.

Just a look and they obey me.

These parents are calling me back, begging me to watch their brats for a week!

They want me to oversee their brats and train them to be good little girls.

These dads got a taste of tight little bald pussy and they want it all the time now!

Yes, I can train them to ride your cock when ever you want them too!

I might have to train some bitches to be mean like me.

I could totally make a service of mean babysitters.

We have harsh and severe punishment for little bitches who try to back talk and say no.

The word “No” will never come out of your little fucking brat’s mouth again.

If it does, I will gladly come back and teach her a fucking lesson.

FWB Fun

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After spending the day with family today, I was ready for some stress relief. I decided to call up one of my FWB’s for some fun. We decided to meet in a local park, and I was hot and feeling freaky by the time that he got there, so I got down on my knees and sucked his cock right there on a park bench. I had to had to have him in my mouth, man I couldn’t wait! Enjoying every second of it, he was moaning and groaning and my pussy just got wetter and wetter as things progressed. I wanted him to fuck me and I didn’t want to wait. I lifted my skirt, pulled off my panties and sat on that stiff cock riding him right then and there on that park bench. I spied a couple watching us, and they began their own freaky show. I’m hoping that next time we can get a park orgy going!

Shopping Fun

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Out shopping for the holiday, I ordered a car to drive me around. I made several stops and it was very busy. The driver kept getting out to help me with my bags. I couldn’t help but notice how sexy he was. He was built just how I like my men. Very muscular, lean, tall and very handsome. I decided to relieve a little stress and have some fun. I asked him to pull into a nearby parking garage, then asked if he could join me in the back. He looked me in the eye as he got in and he smiled so slyly. God, he was sexy! I asked if he could help me with something as I spread my legs, exposing my thigh highs, heels and crotch less panties. He immediately reached over and started to softly stroke my now dripping wet pussy. I put my hand on his cock and kissed him. Shortly thereafter, the windows were fogged up and I was humping his leg. He pushed me down onto the seat and fucked me right through the panties and left me breathless.

Monetta is a hot Accomplice Phone Sex slut!

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Monetta is one of a kind. Look at her! She is so fucking sexy. Those titties are so fucking perfect. You know her tiny pink pussy has be used and tortured! She just looks like she needs to be tortured! Those little nipples needs to be bitten. She needs a pump on that pussy and a giant plug in her tight little girl asshole! Just look at her! Doesn’t she give off this “Fuck the life out of me.” Vibe? She looks like she could handle anything you do to her. I wonder what would push this dirty slut to say her safe word.. Or do you think she even has a safe word? I bet you this fucking slut would fight you every step of the way as you force your cock into her tight dry asshole but she would be begging for more! Her pussy is always wet and ready to be fucked! She is so fucking sexy!

Bondage Phone Sex Being the Tree

Bondage Phone SexI was the Christmas tree… Seriously. I was suspended upside down with small metallic balls hung from the rope, hooks embedded into my skin, and through my nipples. I had tinsel mixed with my jute rope to irritate my skin and make me twitch and itch as I hung unable to move except for muscle twitches. Then Master spun me, wrapping me with lights and making me truly festive. I was feeling nauseous and light headed by the time the world stopped moving but didn’t have much time to recollect my thoughts before Master put a Hitachi straight against my clit making me gasp and cry out with unexpected pleasure. I squirmed again this time as my body quivered and came, over and over, the toy merciless in the pleasure it forced on me. Then there was a cock at my lips and I found another hand forcing my mouth up and down over this cock. Making me throat fuck them as my head spun and my body over sensitized kept me from really knowing where I was. It seemed the party had begun and as the Hitachi disappeared and a new toy filled my pussy as the cock fucked my mouth… I was the centerpiece and all I was meant to do for the night was survive the whims of the Masters around me.

Fucking My Young Stud

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Today I spent some time with my neighbor helping her bring Christmas decorations out of her attic. She had called her son over for help, but he did not show up so I stepped in. About halfway through bringing everything down, he decides to show up. Boy, had he grown up since the last time that I saw him! He just went off to college, but that short bit of time had been good to him, very good. When he came over to hug me, he lingered, and I caught him stealing a glance down my shirt. When we were done, I asked him if he could come over to my house to help me tackle a few things. I really just wanted him to tackle me. I was so fucking horny, and I wanted to fuck him pretty bad so I went for it and touched his cock as soon as he came through the door. He was hard immediately, and we kissed. Ripping our clothes off, we fucked right there on the kitchen counter. He’s coming over again tomorrow to “help” me with a few more things.

Pain Slut Phone Sex meets Piano Wire

Pain Slut Phone SexRoofies are a hell of a drug. Especially when you wake up with your hands cuffed behind your back and sharp pains running across your stomach, ribs, thighs, and breasts. It felt as if I was being held up by knifes but as open my eyes. Try to force them to focus beyond the drug haze that had covered them. It took awhile to realize I was staring at a floor. It was concreted made brown with dirty and there were scuff marks from boots all around me. I tried to look down to see the bed I was on, but there was nothing under me. I didn’t understand. It didn’t make sense, I could feel the pressure underneath me as if I was laying on a bed of nails. I tried to look up behind me and cried out as I felt that sharp pain digging into me intensify so badly that my vision turned white until I forced myself to relax again. The pain didn’t go away but it wasn’t as if I was being sliced by hundreds of razors at once. I found myself panting as I recollected my brain working hard not to shift and get more comfortable as anytime a muscle flexed or moved it’d cause that sharp awful pain. I try to recollect what I saw before my vision turned and I remember a spiderweb. Nothing but thin silver lines moving from around me and into the ceiling but that didn’t make sense either and I just can’t understand. Then I heard the crunch of dirt being ground into concrete. The heavy footsteps of someone in boots walked towards me. I waited to see the person who had captured me but they never appeared in front of me and then I felt something soft, gentle, and evil across the sole of my foot. I gasped, laughing, as I instinctively tried to pull my foot away from whatever the soft item was. The pain was so intense that shot through me, my vision went white as I felt razor blades all over my body. A hard hand gripping my ankle and holding my foot still as the soft item went away to fingers. The hard fingers digging into the sensitive curve of my foot forcing me to laugh and scream as I jerk, pull away, and squirm against my bindings. I can feel them digging harder and harder into me. I feel what is almost a pop in some areas as the pain goes to an entirely new level. My frayed nerves extra sensitive from the abuse allowing me to feel the dripping blood from those popped sections. The sound of the blood dripping onto the floor was so loud to my ears. Even over my sobbing laughter. He wouldn’t let up though, his fingers just switching from one foot to the other, driving me mad. I couldn’t even beg for him to stop all my air went into crying, laughing, and sobbing. I felt like I was going to pass out and didn’t even realize how sick this was all making me until I felt the burn of stomach acid in my throat and seeing the mess I made on the floor. He stopped, still never saying a word to me as he walked around me. Stopping in front of me he pulled my hair pulling my head up. My face was red, my eyes full of tears and flowing, and even snot uncontrolled down my face. I flinched as he spoke. His voice hard and deep like gravel and wolf growls. “You made a mess slut.” He pulled me forward by my head, rocking me on whatever torture device he had put me on making me whimper and scream again. He pulled my face into his hard jeans. I could feel his hard cock as he ground the rough cloth against my face scratching it with his zipper and the metal button as he promised to me. “I’m going to have fun with you whore. Especially making you clean this up. Now open your mouth and beg me for my cock.”

Humiliation Phone Sex the Execution

Humiliation Phone SexI’ve been a bad girl. I’ve been running a ring of spies almost as a pimp. Would find our target and seduce them and get their secrets which we would then sell. Of course we were arrested and while my girls were given life me as the leader was given death by public execution.I was left in the dark on the day but as I heard the sex of multiple heavy boots against the concrete floors I knew today was the day.

“It’s time to go.” the deep masculine voice of a guard I’ve never seen before stopped in front of my cell. I felt my heart start to race and stood up looking at the man. “Today? Already?” I asked, trying not to let my voice quiver and he acknowledged me. “Today. Strip and turn around and back towards the cell.” I took off my jumpsuit and back towards the bars. He reached through put cuffs around wrists and then did the same to my ankles connecting them with a 2 foot long chain before he unlocked the door and let me out. He stopped me outside the door and connected a chain dog leash moving it between my legs forcing me to walk down this long hallway. The chain digging and grinding into my pussy making it rather hard to keep up with my captors. As we get to the end of the hallway I see a cross on the bed of a truck. I’m not sure exactly what it was for but he led me onto the bed of this truck and told me “Don’t fucking try anything.” before he turned me around undoing the cuffs on the wrist and the ankles and connecting them to the cross and got into the truck. Leaving me exposed to everyone who cared to look and began to drive. Leaving me cold and shivering as the air whipped around me as he took me the site of my execution…

To be continued…

Happy Ending Massage

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I had a long drive to make this morning, and on it I started fantasizing about being a masseur for a day and fucking my hot customers. I’d start off normally, except that I would be dressed super sexy in thigh highs and heels, topped off with a corset. I would let my hands wander to the erogenous zones and have him wanting me to touch his cock so bad, it’ll be standing at attention in no time. Crouched on the table overtop of him, I take his stiff cock into my mouth and he moans and groans with delight. When I’ve given him a good throat fucking, I climb up and ride that stiff cock until we both cum with hard, screaming orgasms. I’m left feeling hornier still, and the next customer gets the same treatment, then, after that a husband and wife come in for a couples massage and we had some hot fucking sex, mmm just thinking about that fantasy makes me so hot and horny!

Golden Shower Phone Sex for the Public

Golden Shower Phone SexMaster, I want to show you what a good slut I am. To remind you that my body belongs to you heart, mind, soul and I will always do as you command no matter how outlandish the request. You own my consent. That’s how I find myself on my knees in the bathroom of your favorite pub. My ankles tied to my thighs keeping me in a kneeling position with puppy pads under me as my only protection from the tile. I was wearing a latex corset, a plug in my ass. Vibrator in my pussy and clamps on my nipples with a chain attached between the two. I also had a ring gag, to force my mouth to stay open and a sign written on my chest in lipstick that just said “Toilet slut” so as men came in drunk, horny, lonely, they saw me and my pretty pink pussy wet and dripping. Gurgled moans escaping from the gag. One man comes in, laughs, and pulls out his cock. A dark, stinking, stream of piss comes from the tip. Lands over my tits before he steadies his aim and it goes up my neck, to my chin, and into my mouth. Forcing me to swallow that vile dehydrated bodily fluid before he shoves his cock into my throat. Not hard with whiskey dick but still forcing that half flaccid piss covered cock down my throat and choked me on it until the next man came in and demanded his turn next.