Category: Humiliation Phone Sex

Turkey, Creampies and Booty for Thanksgiving

Things got a little wild in my kitchen last Thanksgiving. I am hardly a domesticated goddess. My husband did not marry me for my cooking skills. But, I did try to do a big traditional turkey dinner with the help of my stepsons. Well we were drinking as we attempted to cook, and my one step son said my ass reminded him of a turkey: big, plump and juicy. This lead to actually measuring my ass. I got a rump shaker that revivals Jo Lo’s booty. Forty two inches of fine ass.

My husband was getting turned on as he is obsessed with my big beautiful booty. I married my husband when I was really young, and now that I am in my 30s, he is in his 60s and well, he has major dick issues. I was feeling a bit mean that day. I bent over, told him to lick my ass and smell it. While his face was buried in my ass, I was sucking his sons’ cocks. Had them both in my mouth at the same time. They never have a problem getting hard or staying hard. And they can shoot bucket loads of cum.

Every woman in her 30s should be so lucky to have 2 able bodied step sons in the house. They don’t think much of their dear old daddy, so any way they can participate in his humiliation, they are game.  One of the boys started taunting him; telling him he was worthless because he had a hot wife he could not satisfy. The other one chimed in and said maybe he would have better luck with the turkey. My husband was drunk too. He started fucking that turkey. Slid his dick right into it and started thrusting like a horny teenager getting laid for the first time. It was pathetic. The closest thing to pussy he has had in a very long time.

Well, I had two able bodied boys right there. I got on the kitchen island and took one of them in my ass and the other in my cunt while I yelled humiliating things to my husband. I mean really? He was stuffing a turkey while I was getting double stuffed by two young cocks. They were clearly the men in the house. After they both came inside me, we made my husband clean up the creampies they left me. I mean pie is standard with Thanksgiving Dinner!

I can’t wait for this year’s Thanksgiving festivities. It’s rare that that the whole family gets together under one roof. Gonna plot more humiliating activities for my husband.

Turtle Dicks Make Me Laugh

Look at me. I’m fucking hot as hell. See my finger in my cunt? It can please me more than your turtle dick. Now look at the picture below. You may have to squint to see it. That is the pathetic wiener of a guy who wants to fuck me. Yes, some poor losers have clit sticks for dicks. My pinky finger is bigger than the sad excuse for a dick below. When he pulled his pants down, I was laughing so hard, I snorted soda out my nose. I’m a size queen and I make no apologies for needing big dick. I deserve huge cock. My husband recognizes that. Yet, I still get emails, calls and propositions all the time from tiny dick losers with turtle dicks like this. This sissy boy at least was smart enough to know what was between his legs was nothing more than entertainment fodder for me. But some dudes be like, come on baby, you know I got what you need. If I need a good laugh, then yes, those ken doll pee pees, are just what I need. But if I need a good hard fuck, then I need something I can feel; something no smaller than 8 thick hard inches. My pleasure is important. Yours, I could care less about.

The size of your dick determines how we play. Got a monster sized cock, well I will be your bitch and suck and fuck that bad boy all night long. You got an itty bitty thing, well I am gonna laugh and take photos to share with my fellow hot bitches who deserve big dick too. Now, this sissy boy who thought I would cheat on my husband for his pin dick today belongs in panties and a bra. Cocks belong in boxers or boxer briefs and my mouth, cunt and ass! But, little clits belong in little cotton panties with hearts or flowers on them! If you call me and admit to having a turtle for a dick, well be prepared for some serious Small Cock Humiliation Phone Sex. Life is too short to waste on itty bitty clitty sticks.

I want you to hurt me

You’ve made me pay for lying and sneaking around like a dirty whore. I’ll admit that I’ve grown to like the attention, but because I’m your property I try to behave. Every punishment you give me I know I deserve. When you locked me away in that awful cage for two nights I had to eat my dinner from a dog bowl. You even invited some of our friends over to watch my humiliation.
All the canning has left my ass covered with painful welts and bruises. Yesterday morning you made me wear a skirt short enough that everyone could see the bruises on my thighs in public. So many people were staring, some were even laughing. The truth is, maybe I break rules because I like the attention and I love when you punish me. Would that be so bad? I want to be your good girl and I want to be your willing slave too. You know I’ll be anything, also do anything that you want. Recently I discovered that I like being a bad girl too.


Whenever I break a rule it’s exciting now. All I think about when I misbehave is how you’ll punish me. Lately I’ve been very difficult and bratty, it must be driving you crazy. Before I was always so eager to do whatever you demanded without hestitation. Sometimes I forget to address you as Sir or Master on purpose just so you’ll cane me. I hope it’s not too obvious. It’s just such a rush to see you angry and powerful. Nothing else makes my pussy so wet or makes my whole body tremble and you barely have to touch me.
Maybe this is what you had planned all along, maybe you wanted me to become this much of a pain slut. Soon I’ll probably be begging for beatings or for more degrading humiliations. It already feels like an addiction which makes me somewhat ashamed. I feel like some sort of twisted pervert. I’ve been thinking of you hurting me when I sneak away at night to play with myself. While I rub my swollen clit I picture you choking me, whipping me, and even cutting me. There are so many ways that I want you to hurt me that I’m starting to think I might be insane. I really can’t help it, I just want so much more. I only hope I don’t have to push you too far to get it.

Don’t Delude Yourself Loser, Size Does Matter

Hey there tiny dick loser. Look at my hot body. You know you want me. But guess what? You don’t deserve me. I am way too hot for you, LOSER. That’s right, my Pomeranian has a bigger package than you. Hell, my clit gets bigger than your dick when a real man is working it. And you are correct, you are not a man. A man has a cock, not a clit stick.  A man makes a woman cum, not squint and laugh. A real man can get it up without the help of a pretty blue pill. A real man can fuck a woman all night long with minimal down time.  Areal man can fuck in any position because his dick won’t fall out of my pussy. A real man can cover me in cum. A real man can give me something I can feel.

I do not understand women who say size doesn’t matter. Size is the only  thing that matters. I can’t wait to laugh at you; reject you; make you beg and plead ; dress you up; force you to suck cock; deny you; humiliate you; maybe even fuck you in your back door pussy.

If you got a tiny dick, you better not call to fuck me.  Access to my hot holes will be denied to anyone with less than 8 inches of solid meat. Know your place loser. And that would be being my sissy, my slave, my cuckold, my pet, my bitch, my fluffer, my clean up boy….

Small Dick Humiliation with Brooklyn: Size Queen’s Revenge

This guy at the gym has been trying to get in my pants for months now. Always trying to help me on the exercise equipment, following me around. Quite pathetic actually. I just could tell he had a teeny weenie. And I have no time for pin dicks. I pulled out my cell phone and showed him a naked picture of myself and said, “Look at that body. Do you think someone as fine as me would waste my time with you?” He looked at me dumbfounded. I assured him the closest he would ever get to my pussy was seeing the pictures on my phone that I send the real guys. He looked so rejected. In some sort of a humiliated huff, he stole my phone and darted out the gym. The fucker stole my phone.

No way I was letting that slide. Some little tiny prick loser was not gonna beat his worthless pecker to my naked pics on my phone. I flirted his info out of the desk clerk and plotted my revenge. I have another cell at home, just not an iPhone. I texted my phone: “Hey, it’s Brooklyn. You got my phone. I want it back. I am sorry I laughed at you. Truth is, I am married and thought if I could push you away, it would make it easier to hide my lust for you.” Took a few hours, but he responded. We texted for awhile and I had that loser convinced I wanted him. Eventually I texted, “You have a phone filled with sexy pics of me, but I have none of you.” Guys will believe anything a hot chick says. That is why women are superior. Men think with their dicks. I got him to take a selfie  and send email it to me .

Priceless. Even smaller than I imaged.  He was lucky if he had 2 inches. It was not a cock. I texted him back that we should meet up and promised him that I would change his world if he just gave me back my phone. Dumb dumb bumb man. How do you tiny dick weenies think women like me would ever fuck you? I wanted my phone, not his worthless pecker. He met me, handed it right back and took off his clothes. Wow, that was easy and going to be fun. Once I had my phone back I let out a litany of insults. Pencil dick, needle dick, Lincoln Log, Tootsie Roll, Tiny Tim, twig and berries, teeny weenie, clit stick, baby dick, dickette, cockette, small fry, little Johnny…. I went on and on screaming at him.

He started to cry. He actually cried. I told him to wake up and live in reality. In reality, hot women don’t waste their time with small pricks. I simply explained that he belonged in panties because my clit was bigger than his baby dick. I had posted the pic he sent me on showyourtinydick.com and showed him all the responses. He was completely humiliated. I am unapologetic for being a size queen. I know I deserve big cock. I am also unapologetic about humiliating a pin dick, especially one who has the audacity to steal my phone and the stupidity to think I would fuck him.

Life is too short to waste my time on tiny dicks. No women should waste their time on a short stack.

Submissive Phone Sex with Cassandra: I am no Goddess

More times than not, men mistake me for a Goddess. I am tall, blonde, beautiful, buxom, intoxicating. I get it. But never judge a book by its cover. I am a Goddess in appearance only. The true me is a total submissive whore for you to use how you see fit. Nothing is off limits with me. I want a master not a lover. I want to be controlled, not be free. I want to be used , not spoiled. I want to worship not be worshiped. I don’t want to be dominate, I want to be dominated.  I don’t want a relationship, I want an ownership.  I crave a sadistic relationship, not a romantic one. I want to wear a collar, not a necklace, to suggest you own me, not that you love me. I need you to hit me, not caress me.  I need to feel pain, not love. I need to feel humiliated, not proud.

I don’t want to be smothered with love, but smothered by a pillow, your pillow. Don’t hug me, hang me. Don’t kiss me, kick me. Don’t put me on a pedestal, put me in a cage. Don’t adore me, whore me out. Don’t cater to me, cut me. Don’t buy me gifts, burn me with your cigarettes.  Don’t make love to me, fuck me. Don’t make me cum, cum on me. Don’t fondle me, fist me. Don’t tease me, deny me. Don’t save me, scar me.

I want a dark, sick, twisted relationship based on ownership, control and pain. Spank me. Spit on me. Hate me. Slap me. Bruise me. Torture me.  Mutilate me.  Degrade me. Hog tie me. Suspend me. Beat me. Do I sound like a goddess? Of course not, because I am a slave, a bitch, a whore, a victim, a submissive. I will never me a goddess, a girlfriend, or a lover. Because I was born to serve, born to worship, born to be used. And, I will serve you however you deem fit. My pain is your pleasure Master. I am waiting to be used and abused.

It won’t stop :(

That jerk William somehow got pictures to blackmail me with. There were pictures of me in class with my legs uncrossed with no panties like Mr.Thompson ordered me too, but he also got pictures from the nightmare inside the boy’s bathroom. I was mortified, now I have two people to take orders from.
I thought about telling Mr.Thompson, I just didn’t want to be a tattle tale and I also didn’t want to make William angry either or even possibly disappoint Mr. Thompson. I was being spineless, but I wanted to avoid any further humiliation.
Mr. Thompson had eased up on his punishments a bit, so that was good. For now, he was happy with no panties and the new task of sucking his cock before school started in the morning. I was more worried about what things William would have me do ( or do to me ) now because he was much more sadistic . He told me I had to meet him at the abandoned playground after school so all day I was anxiously dreading the last bell.
The time came for me to accept my punishment from William. I was trembling as I walked up the hill, through the patch of woods that lead to the old playground. There was still a jungle gym and the frame of the swing sets minus the swings. From the frame there was a rope hanging tied into a noose. William must really hate me or even want me dead if he’d do a thing like that! I started to cry a little, but I could hear someone approaching from behind me so I thought it wise to wipe them away to avoid any further punishment or embarrassment. Time to get what I deserve, like a big girl.
He demanded that I place the noose tightly around my neck, tight enough to hurt me, and that he would check. If it wasn’t done up to his standards he assured me there would be hell to pay. I was frightened, but did as I was directed. The noose was tight, but it didn’t hurt me yet I only acted like it did because I could see the other end of the rope in William’s hands so I knew it would hurt me very soon.
He pulled on the rope, cutting off my air while at the same time jamming his cock unlubricated into my ass. I attempted to scream, but it was impossible. I could hardly make a sound other than gagging. Just as I felt as if my eyes would pop out of my head and everything was going dark he released me for a few minutes. He still held the other end of the rope so I knew it was a matter of time before he’d pull it again.
I was terrified awaiting him to cut my breath off again and of course as soon as I got comfortable he cut it off again. He went right back to fucking my ass and sometimes alternating between my ass and my frightened wet pussy.
This time everything did go black, but slowly. I felt myself getting weaker and weaker until my body went completely limp. The next thing I remember I was on the ground grabbing my throat again, gasping for air. His hard pink cock was pointed directly at my face, I started to cry again. I couldn’t control it. He shot his cum directly onto my tears and rubbed  his cum into my face with his cock.
He left me alone on the ground like last time with the noose still around my neck.

I have to find a way to hide what happened because no one can ever know about this.

Drowning

I didn’t wear panties like Mr. Thompson asked, I was worried someone would notice and they did.
This annoying boy William who sits in the front row of my English class looked back and saw up my skirt. I uncrossed my legs because I wasn’t thinking. My face turned red when I realized he noticed. After class, he walked up to me in the hallway and told me to meet him in the boys bathroom otherwise he’d tell everyone what a huge slut I am.
I couldn’t let anyone know so I did as I was told. As soon as I walked through the bathroom door he slammed my head into the sink, he had filled it with water so it was like he was trying to drown me. The water was so cold and he was too strong for me to get away. When I felt as though I couldn’t take anymore, he lifted my head out of the water only to push it back down again.
He lifted my skirt and jammed his fingers inside me while I struggled under the water in the sink. He lifted my head out so I could catch a few desperate breaths, then put me under again. This time he slipped his cock inside me and pumped away while I fought to stay alive. He took my head out again, told me again that I was a filthy little slut, and pushed his cock into my ass before my head went back into the water.
At this point I was fairly certain that I was going to die. Everything was getting dark and I felt light headed. I couldn’t struggle nearly as much as I wanted to because it caused me to loose too much air. I don’t even think I could put up much of fight anyway because had little strength left.
Finally, he let out a loud moan and I could feel his cum squirt all over my ass. He rubbed it in with his cock and let my head go. I immediately dropped to the floor gasping and coughing, he just walked away without saying anything like nothing ever happened.
I walked to my next class with my hair wet and trembling, I didn’t say a word to anyone about what happened. I deserved it and I knew it.

Submissive Phone Sex with Cassandra: Bathroom Whore

I didn’t know his name. It didn’t really matter. He could tell by looking at me what kind of girl I was. He pulled me in the men’s room, in one of the stalls and shoved me down on his cock.  Grabbed my blonde hair and forced me down on his cock repeatedly. He told me I was his bitch. He was correct. I am any man’s bitch and the right men know this. I was gagging on his cock. Eyes bulging, eyes watering, drooling, choking…..he didn’t stop. He was getting off on my discomfort, my pain. I thought I was going to vomit on his cock. He came down the back of my throat and I was relived. It was over. But it wasn’t. He stood up, grabbed my hair and shoved my face in the toilet. He told me I deserved a whore’s bath.

Then he left. I was on the floor in the bar bathroom with my hair wet and smelling like piss and cum. Makeup smeared all over my face, feeling used. I started to get up and attempt to clean myself up when several men entered the bathroom. They heard there was a whore in the bathroom giving out free skull fucks. By the time I was alone again, I had sucked 42 cocks, swallowed a ton of cum and looked like the jizz junkie whore I am.

I was born to serve men. Do with me as you see fit. Your pleasure is all that matters.

Small Dick Humiliation Phone Sex with Brooklyn: Hello Kitty Clitties

My girlfriends and I were out at this new club Monday night and these two older businessmen were hitting on us. They  were in town for a conference and appeared to be loaded. They bought us a bottle of top shelf vodka and had no problem keeping the drinks coming. They invited us back up to their hotel suite for more drinks. Not the most attractive men, but rich so we took a chance they weren’t going to be total creeps.  We were wrong. They came out of the bedroom, after saying they wanted to change clothes, naked. Beer bellies, hairy backs and really small dicks.

We looked at each other and started laughing hysterically. They actually thought we wanted to fuck them. Two old out of shape geezers with small dicks. No way. I explained that I require something I can feel and see! I then suggested they were panties because they each had nothing bigger than a clit. One of them actually tried to get rough with me. I kneed him in the balls. Excuse me, I kneed him in his peanuts. As he was down on the ground, I snapped pics and said, “You both are my bitches now. You don’t want the cops called, you are going to do whatever I say.” They suddenly realized we were rather dominant bitches they could not fuck with.

We left them with very specific instructions if they did not want the cops informed of their bad behavior. Today, I got in the mail a lovely picture of them in Hello Kitty gear and two round trip paid vacations to Vegas for me and my girlfriend. You see Hello Kitty is perfect attire for pussies to wear. And any guy who tries to get rough with a woman is nothing but a pussy. Not to mention their clitties are kitty like lol. They are my newest sissies. Twin sissy girls with lots of money, even better. In order to not having their old pervert asses arrested, they have to send me a new picture every week along with a token  of appreciation  befitting a goddess like me until I get bored with them.

There is nothing I despise more than a self entitled prick who does not understand that size matters. Just because you have a nice bank account and drive a hot car does not guarantee you pussy; at least not premium pussy. If you have a small dick be prepared to be laughed at and humiliated. The size of your wallet means nothing to me; however since I will not drain your worthless balls, I have no problem draining your wallet.  Know your place. I certainly know mine. On a pedestal way above a worthless pin dick loser like you.