Category: Mistress Phone Sex

Good Little Subbie

   I woke up this morning and my throat was killing me. Then again after the way you made me scream last night I’m not really sure I’m surprised. The fact that your cock was shoved half way down my throat and you were face fucking me probably didn’t help either. Do you remember how soaking wet my cunt was for you? I had been waiting for you to call me and ask me to come over all weekend, and every time I even thought I heard my phone ring I rushed over to it to see if it was you. It’s ok that you made me wait so long though, because I know that the pleasure that I will receive from being a patient subbie is worth the wait. I am more than happy to take the punishments and rewards that you think I deserve. Please please please, let me feel your nice, hard, thick cock thrust down my throat. 

Every Command

   The way you made me writhe under you last night was exquisite. I was thinking about it all night last night, and all day today at work. I just could not get the way your nice, hard, thick cock stretched my tight cunt to the very limit… oh lord have mercy I’m wet and desperate just from the memory of it! The way you took charge of me was exquisite, and you had me begging for that wonderful, thick cock within seconds of those first harsh, commanding words. I know that my subservience was pleasing to you; I could see that your cock was straining to be freed from your jeans as I obeyed your every command. When you commanded it, I bent over the arm of your couch and spread my legs as wide as they would go. When you told me to stay silent, I tried my very hardest to hold in my moans and whimpers as you brutalized my clit. My favorite part of the evening was when you forced me on my knees and forced that perfect cock down my throat. I can’t wait for you to call on me again, because you know I’ll obey your every command no matter what.  

Sexual Healing

One of my clients referred a friend to me; the friend was complaining that his wife never orgasmed when they were having sex.  I agreed to help them out.  When I arrived at their multi-milllion-dollar house, I was impressed; these people certainly had worked hard in order to be successful and look the part.  I told the wife to take us to the most relaxing part of the house for her, which ended up being the sun room.  The husband started to walk over to his wife, but I stopped him.  I pushed him down on the reclining chair and pressed my knee to his crotch; I slowly undressed, never taking my eyes off of the wife, and explaining that he was not allowed to cum until his wife did.  She was biting her lip as I ran my long slender fingers all over my body.  Then, I made the husband beg to touch me; and, when I was satisfied that he had completely humiliated himself, I took his hand and pressed it against my wet cunt.  I turned away from the husband and motioned to the wife.  As he slowly inched his cock inside of me, I pulled down her blouse and cradled her head so that her lips were right above my nipples.  She began suckling as if that was all she had ever wanted to do.  She gently touched my clit, which was pounding as she continued to kiss my body.

Then, I knew it was time: I traded places with her, guiding her gently on top of her husband’s cock but never losing eye contact.  I flicked my tongue across her nipples as she looked over her shoulder at me and buried her face in my hair.  She rocked on top of her husband’s cock, milking it for all it was worth.  I cradled her thighs in my hands and stroked her pussy…and that soft, white skin between her legs…while her husband continued to fuck her.  Then, I told her to get on her back; the husband didn’t object.  I wanted her to eat my pussy while he fucked her.  I knew that’s exactly what she wanted.  She buried her face between my legs with gusto and I rocked back and forth on her face.  I was climaxing before I knew it, and there she was…cumming, too!  The husband was beside himself, shooting the most massive load ever inside of her.  And, that pretty little wife of his was cumming as I forced all of my sweet cum down her throat.

Sexy as Fuck in Black

I am a girlie girl at heart, and I love pink and frillies and lace. This weekend was different, I had a man who wanted black leather boots, and super slutty black lingerie. I didn’t even know where to start? So he took me shopping and bought me everything I needed to be his dirty fucking whore for the night. I put on the black erotic clothes and was thrilled to realize that I actually enjoyed being dressed up this way. A girlie girl wearing dirty leather black thigh high bootsand lingerie made for hardcore sluts.

We didn’t want to take it off, we were both enjoying it so much, so he decided we should take pictures! I was game for that and I spawled my body out for him in every position he wanted me in for his camera. I felt so different and so out of my body, like a real whore. He called me his dirty fucking whore the entire evening and ordered me around into positions I would never dream of.

His camera flash going off every few seconds turned me on and made me feel even dirtier. I would have pictures of this amazingly slutty outfit to remember it forever. Finally, his cock couldn’t wait anymore, so he put me on the couch, spread my ass, and fucked me like the dirty whore I was for his camera.

The Captor becomes the Captive

I was sitting in my own pool of sweat while the sun beat down.  I was restrained with cords to a wooden chair, and there was no way to free myself.  My captor taunted me, explaining that I deserved exactly what I was getting.  He had never followed my directives and had often paid the consequences; because he continued to cum before allowed, I forbid him to cum for two weeks, once.  He apparently was still angry…even though he said that my approval made him cum the hardest in his life.

He went on with his objective: to tease me, to make me miserable, and to take away the chance of pleasure when it was moments away.  He used several vibrators, overwhelming me with sensations; he spanked me, humiliated me…things that he enjoyed himself (but, not necessarily me).  He finally spread my legs out as far as they would go and began masturbating.  This was his ultimate goal: to cum after torturing me…and without my permission.

Dry-mouthed and achy, I spat at him, “Richard, you won’t be able to cum.  You simply won’t.  Even though you’ve restrained my body, you have not restrained my power.  I am still in control!”  He yelled for me to shut-up and I could already hear him struggling, his erection dissipating.  He gagged my mouth; but, before he did, I told him that it would do no good.  He held his cock in front of me and shook it at my face; but, even he was noticing that it was getting limper by the moment.

He went behind me and I could sense that he was rethinking his plan.  He silently untied me and handed me some water.  I refreshed myself and then stood up.  “Start stroking your cock, gently,” I said.  In a calm voice, I continued to bring him waves of pleasure but not an orgasm.  When he was close to cumming, he confessed in sobs, “I don’t deserve to cum.  You’re right.”  Even though I had not said that I would deny him, he finally understood: I knew his body, his desires, and his needs better than he did.  He zipped up his pants and covered me in a blanket; then, he took me home and cleaned me, worshipping my body and my power over him.

Mistress Mommy Monika and Pet Jazzy

My new little pet, Jazzy, was born a boy but always wanted to be a girl; her biological mother, she told me, was a real witch. Jazzy invited me to a lake house that she was borrowing from a friend. When I arrived, I was thrilled with the accommodations; the view from the master bedroom, which was all mine, overlooked the lake. “Do you like it, Mommy?” my pet asked. “Of course,” I said in my sweet Mommy voice. I bragged on her and touched her between the legs; she kept telling me how much she wanted to please me. I lay on the bed and told her to eat my pussy. Like a good little girl, she bent down and rolled my clit in her mouth, sucking my lips. And, looking at the lake, I creamed inside of her mouth.

The doorbell rang and I told Jazzy to answer it. Now it was time to be ‘Mean Mommy.’ The door opened and several guys filed in. I told Jazzy to put on some porn for the gentlemen and explained that they were here for her; she was going to make Mommy some money by doing anything these gentlemen asked of her.

The guys began popping open some beers while I took Jazzy and one of the guys to her bedroom. I told him to use her like the whore she was, to defile her and her bed sheets so that she would always remember how worthless she was. The man flipped her on her stomach and began pounding her ass; he grabbed her hair and rode her like an animal, not a person. I forbid Jazzy to cum at any point or she would suffer horrible consequences. He shot his load all over her ass and wiped his dick across her face. When he left, I rubbed Jazzy’s cock, “That’s right, nice Mommy is going to rub that little clit now.”

“Yes, Mommy,” she said. “I just want to please you, Mommy.” The fun was just beginning!

Sissy boy on loan

One of my friends went on an all-paid vacation from her sweet Sissy Boy; and, she asked me to look after him.  I told him that his homework was to memorize all of the songs from Oklahoma!, one of my favorite musicals; then, I told him to meet me at my office.  When he got there, he took off his robe and had done exactly as I asked: he had on a pretty little yellow skirt and a pink top.  I bragged on his wardrobe choices.  Then, I told him to come out on the balcony…this is where he was going to sing his little sissy heart out!  He looked terrified and asked if anyone could see him.  I said, “Of course.  The people who have balconies and even the people below the building.”  I had to coax him, but he relented; I told him that I was going to tape his performance and send it to Mommy.  He cleared his voice and adjusted his hair…and he was ready!  He went out on the balcony and began with the title song; and, before long, he was prancing.  After he had sung the entire track of songs, he started making up his own.  I was so proud and rewarded him by touching his little clitty while telling him that he was such a good sissy, that Mommy was going to be so proud when she saw the video, and that Auntie Monika was so impressed!

Sissy Parade

Today I took my sissy boy Tiny Tim for a walk down the street. He likes to make everyone believe that he’s a macho construction worker but I know his dirty, filthy, litte little secret. Timmy wore nothing but a purple fishnet thong and a collar for me. He wears the traditional Levi jeans and construction boots but underneath it all, Molly loves the feel of satin, lace, and all other types of panties rubbing against his cock and balls. This time he wore the clothes for MY satisfaction. I walked him down the block of my neighborhood. He crawled on the hot cement while he burned and scrapped his knees.  Soon, a crowd of people rushed out of their homes to yell and insult him for being such a specticle . “You fucking fag! Go home!”  “You’re disgusting!!!! ” and “Is this what you’re into?! Walking around like a sissy fag with your Master?” were all screamed at him. Along with more verbal abuse it was almost like his own personal humiliation parade! As he was getting scolded by my neighbors I whipped him so he could feel physical pain he deserved as they emotionally beat him. By the time we got back to my house his bare ass was red, his knees we’re bloody, and his cock was hard and ready. He must have had an idea of the pain Mistress Mika had in store for him

Ruin You

My boyfriend makes slaves do yard work barefoot. That’s because he’s a sadistic fucker who loves to hurt other people. It reaffirms his power and control over the rest of the male sex. Compared to Him, those groveling, pathetic slaves can’t even call themselves men! It was so funny the other day what he made our slave do. After he finished up our laundry and made all of the beds in our house like a pansy sissy maid, we had him strip down into a tiny little speedo swimsuit and stand outside in the freezing cold to work on our front lawn. Since we live up north, the weather just barely hits 58 degrees around this time of year, and it is especially icy on our driveway because of all the rain we get. So of course my boyfriend decided to assign the task of pouring anti-freeze and salt onto the sidewalks in front of our house. He also had him mow our lawn. Because the slave was barefoot, however, we ruined his feet.

While he was out there hopping around, trying to avoid the searing pain of the ice on his exposed skin, trying to ease the suffering from the frozen heels and wounded arches, my boytoy and I were fucking like crazy. It got us so hot and bothered to watch through the windows and witness how much sway we have over an ostensibly competent grown “man.” It just goes to show that slaves aren’t people after all! Yes, we ruined his feet. They were covered in blisters, open sores, cuts, gashes, and were the color of a bright blue balloon–even inflated and swollen like one! It was so hilarious to see him wincing and hissing in unimaginable pain and agony. We let him go take a warm bath, but the moral of the story is that we are in control ALWAYS. We can do whatever we want to our stupid slaves, and they will worship and thank us for it.

Sissy Shame

 

I have had my share of sissies but Ms. Levi’s Pink Pacifier Punishment Pansy takes the fucking cake.  I was invited to a playoff basketball game with Ms. Levi and her sissy.  WHAT THE FUCK,  was the words that rang out of my mouth when I first seen sissy.  She had on a pink lace fluffy dress, white stocking, pink socks, heels, a huge pink bow in her hair, and sucking on a large ass pink pacifier.  I was so fucking embarrassed walking into the game with her that if dying was an option I would have fell out right there.  She pranced around like she was cinder-fucking- rella, either shame was something she enjoyed or Ms. Levi is one hell of a Mistress.  That pansy had the nerve to jump up and cheer whenever a basket was made, it did not matter from what team.  I felt my heartbeat fading away as my face melted with shame.  Feeling relieved as Ms Levi and her sissy went to the restroom I felt life coming back to me.  Halftime was a few minutes away and I knew the halftime program would cheer me up.  I was moving to the beat of the music as the cheerleader performed when sissy comes running onto the court with a damn cheer leading outfit on.  The front of the shirt has the word sissy embroidered in bright pink letters and her face with even a brighter pink.  She was shaking and ashamed as she twirled to the music.  The gym was silent in pure shock as was I but that did not stop sissy from performing her little heart out.  The program was over and all the girls started doing cartwheels, as the crowd clapped. Oh but sissy could not be left out, she did a fucked up half cartwheel landing on her neck/back, legs semi in the air, and the tiniest piece of cock meat I ever seen showing for all to see.  Laughter bounced off the gym walls as I ran out the gym so fast.  Ms. Levi gave me a gift for my great embarrassment, sissy will have to call me and tell all of her dirty little secrets.