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Forced Intoxication Phone Sex

forced intoxication phone sex Forced intoxication phone sex calls are a blast. I love to get drunk and high on calls. Last night, my last call of the night was a forced intoxication call. Good thing it was my last call too because I got plastered.  Like falling down drunk. My caller was telling me things to do to myself and if I hesitated or he did not think I was doing it right, I had to take a drink. I was doing shots of Jack Daniels. Whisky hits me quickly. I was loaded.  I was doing lines of coke too. I am a party mom. By the time I was done with the call, I was puking. That was from all the alcohol. I am a seasoned drugs phone sex whore, but I rarely drink, and this guy had me doing all sorts of shots. My sons are so good to me. They held my hair as I was puking. They even got me in the shower so I would not be so gross smelling. Turns out they wanted me smelling better when they fucked me. They know I never have to give verbal consent to fuck me. If they are horny, it does not matter if I am passed out drunk or just dead asleep. They can help themselves to their mommy’s fuck holes. My holes are their holes.  I woke up this morning with a raging hangover. I was covered in cum. My pussy and ass were full of cum too. I really could not remember much. I had bits and pieces strung together. My sons told me about my phone sex call and how I was drinking like a fish. They of course were not going to let a drunk mommy stop them from having their fun.  I am glad they didn’t. I may have been a drunk whore last night, but I am always a mommy whore first.

Give Me a Raise or Else

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“Give me a promotion bitch before I show everyone in the office these pictures of you sucking your little youngster’s cock.” I had been working at my job for the past 5 years now with no promotion. I was the best employee there. I was bringing in the most money. I had the best clientele sheets, and I was the top marketing agent at my firm but still not promotion, no raise, nothing. I spoke to my boss Linda several times about getting paid my worth and she turned me down numerous times with no valid reason. At an office Christmas party, I went to Linda’s office to see one more time if she would offer me a promotion. Just as I expected she said no. According to her I didn’t “fit the profile” of being a project manager. I was kind of happy she said no because I had all the ammunition, I needed to change her mind.

I had followed her home one day and notice in her window that her and her family were huge advocates of family fun. I could see her fucking her little munchkins. Now of course a cunt like me had no problem at all with this. I love fucking my youngsters. But I knew everyone else would not see it that way. I snapped pics and went home. The next day I was envelope in hand ready to execute my plan. “Please LaShay! Don’t do this! If you leak those photos my career will be ruined.” “You know what I want bitch! A promotion! Or these photos will be plastered everywhere before your little fuckers make it to school in the morning. “Okay okay please just stop. I will give you your promotion.” “I also want a raise you dirty whore.” “Anything you want please! Just don’t release the photos. “I will hang on to these until my promotion announcement. The next day my promotion was posted on the job community board. I was the new Project Manager making three times as much before. I guess a little blackmail goes along way. Or should I say blackFEMALE.

Erotic Hypnosis Phone Sex whore

Erotic Hypnosis Phone Sex

This Erotic hypnosis phone sex whore knows exactly what makes your fucking clitty throb. I’m able to get deep in your mind and pull the most fucked up shit that arouses a tiny dick slut like you! I try not to go straight for the gold when I have a sissy on the line who needs punishment! New sissy whores always try to beat around the bush when it comes to telling me about that sissy stick. Cum dump. So, I get all extra sweet and start talking about big dicks and how good they feel shoved up my own ass.  

You sluts always tell on yourself, you always leave yourself wide open for me to wiggle my way inside your mind. Ass eater. You would love to live as a sissy eunuch slave that has no balls and an ass hole thats open for all the bull cocks! Dressed up for me, kissing my feet and licking my ass hole as I leave you dazed and confused? This is right where you need to be. And lort help you if you bring party favors, because your ass will be high as hell as I encourage you to keep on puffing, snorting and rolling! Butt Fuck slut. I’ll have my strap buried deep in your sissy pussy while you beg for more! 

We Love our Babysitters

Accomplice Phone SexMy husband and I love little girls. We always put out babysitting flyers so that young girls can call us to come over. When they get here, we always go out for a drink or two so we can come home early to have some play time. When we get home my husband goes upstairs to get our room ready so when she comes up, we can just get right to it. I get make her a drink with a small drug I slip in, so she won’t remember anything that happens and when she’s ready I bring her up. He likes to watch me tie her to the bed and play for a while. I love to get her little pink pussy all wet with her juices and then stretch her out. Her pussy juice gets my fingers so sticky, so I stick them in her mouth to clean them off. After I’ve had my fun, I motion him over and put his dick in her tight little girl hole while I am sitting on her face making her lick my pussy clean. I love to cum in their mouth while flicking her clit and watching her get fucked senseless. After we have out fun, we always have them sleep on the couch and let them leave knowing they won’t remember any of the fun we all had last night.

Dominatrix Phone Sex Shannon

Dominatrix Phone sexThis is my story of how I became a Financial Dominatrix. I was one of those trailer parks kids on the wrong side of the track in my hometown of Byrdstown, TN with a population of just 803 people. The student population was split between the have and the have nots and you dare not to mix. I dreamed one day of leaving Byrdstown and never looking back. The next few years were a blur between school and home that I lost track of the time passing. I graduated from high school with no goals and plans for a better life. Over the summer a traveling circus swept through, and all the town folks were there to have a good time.

We were watching the main ring and the lions being tamed. There was a teenage boy standing behind the bleachers. After the circus was over, he stopped us on the way out. He introduced himself as Rudy and he lived on the Circus trail as security. Rudy was leaving town to travel and would only be there for one more night. That next night I hitchhiked where the Circus tents were and found Rudy.

He asked me to put my best dress on with makeup and high heels that he was taking me somewhere special. We met another man named John at this really high-class restaurant. After dinner and while we were having the dessert, the man looked intently in my eyes and said to Rudy she is definitely a keeper. I couldn’t believe it when I hear the man ask Rudy how much was it for a night with this stranger. This same scenario replayed in every town we visited. I never saw any of the money and went hungry many days. I thought that Rudy had loved me and can never betray me like this.

It was at that moment I decided that I was going to have the upper hand in the next town. The next man I met seemed so nice and he told me that I reminded him of his daughter back home. He said he had a business proposition for me. He taught me how to get lonely men to pay me just for my company. I didn’t have to do the dirty and nasty stuff if I didn’t want to. He paid for my hotel room and I just spent all day calling lonely old men who were my marks in our con game.. I became addicted to Financial Domination, and if found at least 3suckers without lifting a finger. I now had the power, and no man can take it away from me.


Forced Intoxication Phone Sex and Blow

forced intoxication phone sexI enjoy forced intoxication phone sex calls, especially if it is mixed with some forced blow. Although, I am a druggy mommy whore. You do not really have to force me to drink or do lines. I love to party. I love to get high and spill the beans about my alternative family. I had a party call last night. Every time I spoke about something incestuous, I had to do a shot of whisky and a line of coke. It was a 2-hour call, so I was pretty fucked up after the call. I was so fucked up, I had to sign off because no way I could ring a guy’s card up to do a phone sex call. I have a high tolerance too. I guess my tolerance is more for coke than whiskey. Blow is my drug of choice. And I do love my party callers. I am a little hungover this morning, but I will survive.

This caller and I shared incest stories. He was raised by a single mom who seduced him when he was quite young. He grew up eating mommy’s pussy. He eventually started fucking him when he got older. It was a similar story to how I was raised. My momma was a socialite. She married a working-class guy for love, and soon regretted it. He was gone all the time. She started doing coke and that led her to a relationship with my brother. I caught them one night and after that, I was watching and partying with my mom. My brother loved fucking my mother. I lost my virginity to my brother because one night my mother said it was time, I become a woman. My dad never found out. He was gone too much and when he was home, he would pass out drunk. My mom gave me my love for incest phone sex and coke. Now, here I am, doing coke daily and fucking my own sons. My mom is so proud of me.

My uncle took impregnation phone sex too far!

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Uncle Mick had an obsession with me like no other. He lived a few cities away and would come over once in a blue moon. He persuaded me to go to his studio downtown for some professional photos during a family outing. Uncle mick knew I was getting my hands into acting and modeling, and he wanted to “help.” I should have known his help would come at a price. Uncle mick began to tell me he has always had a thing for me. I was so creeped out, but I tried to forget what he said. My nerves were shot because as soon as he offered me a cup of water, I gulped it down. Then it hit me he must have put something in the drink. I was knocked out cold. When I awoke in a panic, my uncle mick had told me it was too late. He fucked my cunt while I was deep asleep and that he pumped all his baby batter in me. 

Forced Intoxication Phone Sex

forced intoxication phone sexForced intoxication phone sex is not my favorite but I do it because I am a submissive whore most days. I am not a big drinker. I am a coke head, however. When this guy called me, he asked me to pour a glass of whiskey. I do not drink that shit, but my husband does. I made the mistake of mentioning my husband’s extensive bourbon collection. He is a fan of Kentucky spirits. That shit is like drinking gasoline to me. He told me he wanted me to drink with him and share incest stories. That is what he told me in the beginning. I told him I was more of a coke girl, but he insisted I drink because he does not like to drink alone. Honestly, I did not realize he was plotting to get me drunk. He wanted to hear me sipping. He wanted to hear the pour and the ice in the cup. As we shared incest phone sex experiences, I felt myself getting intoxicated. I started talking faster. I began slurring. I was feeling nauseated. He knew I was drunk. I can do coke better than Tony Montana, but a wine cooler gets me drunk. He wanted me drunk, so he could get me to spill the beans and be a nasty freak. Coke does that to me. Booze makes me puke. That was his goal because that is his fetish. He likes to get women drunk to the point where they puke and pass out. I vaguely remember our call. It is amazing I did not fuck up his billing with as drunk as I was. I woke up the next morning hugging the toilet and my face hovering over a bowl full of puke. I looked like a train wreck. I felt like one too. Whatever your nasty fetish phone sex thing is, this sexy mommy delivers even when she does not remember.

Like A Fucking Pain Slut

Pain Slut Phone Sex
I had two needles in each nipple; masochistic cross hairs marking my doom. I was swollen all over. He’d been torturing my tits for hours, rotating between sliding needles in and out of my tender, sweet flesh, yanking on these piranha nipple clamps he’d drilled into me, or flogging my tits with supple leather an harsh metal beads. There was no forgiveness in this session.

I had been ignorant enough to utter a “Yes Sir” instead of a “Yes Master” and it had cost me this; the greatest pain torture session I’d ever endured. Yet. I say yet because Master always has something devious and awful hidden up his sleeve. Would you like to know what else he did to completely annihilate my will to do anything but serve him and his sadistic cock?

He made me
fuck a toilet brush for starters! That nasty, painful thing right up my sensitive little fuck hole. I screamed and begged for him to stop, but that only earned me more punishment. Blood was pouring from every incision point, and he even forced a needle through my tiny, sweet clit. This was more than I could handle, and yet he forced me. More and more. I obliged, a good pain whore.
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Training My Young Daughter To

Cyber Sex Phone Sex

I stared down at the photos of my young daughter in abject horror. She was naked, bald and tight, and covered in cum shots. In every photo, her eyes screamed “Please Mommy Help me!” I almost started to cry as my pussy got soaking wet. Thank fuck I was alone

The man I had been sending my sweet princess to for therapy had been using her the way her abusers had, it seemed. He’d been training my young daughter to be his well groomed little slave;  having her act out what her Daddy and those awful men had done to her, the way they’d used her tiny body – literally. I’d been wondering why my sweet girl had been so lost lately. She’d been getting double penetrated, stuffed, and fucked like the helpless little pussy cat doll she was.
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I looked at her in the hospital bed before me, checking to make sure there were no nurses. I started subtly fingering my cunt. I’d been so conditioned that abuse was love I didn’t know which was was up anymore, but I knew that even though it was sick I was terribly turned on from the entire scenario. Knowing they’d hurt my girl the way they’d hurt me made me want to scream and cum, hard. Fuck this psychological conditioning!

As I fingered myself to a peak, I heard the doctor knock at the door. Fuck, it had been so long since I’d cum. Did I risk getting caught and ride the waves of slutty ecstasy or should I hold off and hope to be able to start again later? Either way, I’d need to be beaten later, even if I whipped myself. Getting soaking wet to the sight of my sweet innocent darling’s abuse was demented. I’m a sick and twisted submissive slut.
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