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Fetish Phone Sex Dripping Away

Fetish Phone SexMy Master is amazing me at turning me into a Fetish Phone Sex whore.

He strapped me back to the table, tying down my wrists and ankles before putting a blindfold over my eyes and ear buds playing some bass heavy music that filled my ears. All I had left was my sense of smell and touch.

I wasn’t sure what to expect and my body was tense with the expectation of unsure pain and gasped when I felt something soft and silky run over my jaw line. Moving down my neck and between my tits and over my stomach. I giggled and squirmed as the soft thing kept running over my sides and ribs.

The thing sent little tingles through my body which made the quick removal of the soft tingles and the sharp quick pain of what I knew was a cane going across my nipples. Then my stomach and over my pussy. Whack, whack, whack!

Until I was squirming and wiggling, whimpering and crying. I could feel the burn lingering before the sharp little pokes tickling over the hot stinging making the tickling even worse than with the first thing he used.

When he pulled the wheel away I tensed up again. Nerves on fire with both pleasure and pain I was almost afraid of what he would do next and then I felt it. Hot little drip, drip, drips of fire across my skin. I pulled at my bindings trying to get away from the hot little drips. They seemed to come from everywhere.

I heard him laugh even over the music as he drips the wax directly onto my pussy. I cried out, my back arching as I danced for him. Not sure how long he was going to keep doing this to me.

Black Cock Phone Sex with the One and Only Big Daddy King

black cock phone sexBlack phone sex with Big Daddy King is the only kind of BBC phone chat. Why? Because HIS cock is better than any cock black or white period.  He has a lot of special Bimbos he plays with, but I knew if I wore a hot enough outfit I would get back on his rotation of white whores again. My patience paid off. He told me to be ready for a hot date. No slut can ever be totally prepared for a date with The King. His cock is a monster cock. Even a whore’s pussy struggles to get every inch of his perfect dark meat inside of her well fucked hole. I wore my bedazzled BDK tank top and no bra to show off my big tits he loves so much. I’m sort of like a blonde bimbo Barbie. I had my black latex chaps on so he and everyone in the club could see my BDK tramp stamp. I wore  my BDK thong so folks  knew that hot ass of mine was The King’s property. He bought all the Dom Perignon champagne in the club. Several bottles that were over $600 a pop. Nothing but the best for his princess. My Big Black Daddy knows how to spoil women he likes. He treats me like royalty. We were having such a blast dancing and drinking, but I got greedy and begged to see The Anaconda. My KING can’t deny me. I unzipped his pants and gasped when The Anaconda fell out in its man sleeve.  His cock is so big it deserves its own zip code! I pulled back the diamond encrusted man sleeve and screamed in delight as I saw the ONLY COCK in the world that matters.  Video was taken of me blowing my KING. I love to tease other whores who wish they were lucky like me to get to spend time with BDK and the anaconda. I wore his nut sauce on my face as a badge of honor and to let the other men in the club to know this bitch was taken by the one and only Big Daddy King.

Babysitting or Training session?

 

Sissy Training Phone Sex

I hate watching boys. Puberty has them going wild and honestly if it walks and talks I really don’t want anything to do with them. I like them so young they can’t say no! I was watching Chris. The annoying bitch boy who hated it and threw a fucking fit every time his mommy and daddy left. They knew he was a monster just like I did. This little shit was acting like a pussy ass bitch. Crying and screaming on the floor. I grabbed him by his ear and pulled him up off the ground, Almost ripping it off. Slapped his little bitch face which shut him up. I told him if he was going to act like a little crying bitch he was going to be treated like one. I had my costume wig with me for Halloween and I put it on him. We went into his precious mommies room and put her make up on him. He kept screaming and crying as I was trying to do his make up. Its ruined, tear running down his face. I slapped him again and dressed him in his mommies clothes. Made him duct tape his tiny cock back by his asshole. Put on a thong and a bra as well as a sexy see through nighty. Strapped some heels on him and shoved him outside. I made this crying bitch walk up to each one of his neighbors and tell them what he was. ” I am Christina, your new neighbor. I am a sissy faggot whore. Can I suck your cock?” He was a brand new sissy bitch and he was going to be trained so well!

Accomplice Phone Sex: Dinner to Order

Accomplice Phone SexMaster’s tastes have been getting a bit more extreme…

I think the hunting games have affected him more than he lets on.

Lately he’s been telling me how good I look, how tasty I am. He’s been pinching my thighs and waist. Telling me that I was to skinny and needed to eat more, that I’d fill out so nicely. I was really starting to fear for my own skin but… Master told me to go find a girl that matched what he was looking for.

A woman who was young, plump in all the right places, and who would cook well and be tasty.

Well, I did my best. I met a girl named Stephanie. She was pretty, vegan, kinda bitchy and annoying and someone I don’t think I’d really miss and I enjoyed the ironic yet morbid humor of what my plans were with her.

We had met online on a site for prospective models, her posts were desperate and she promised she would do anything as long as it was a paid gig. So of course I sent her an e-mail. I promised her an upfront pay of 200$ for just an interview, a view of her naked, and the discussion of the fetish material we’d be producing.

She took up that offer right away and was soon knocking on our door. Wearing much to much makeup and perfume. I smiled and invited her in, showed her the $200 I had with me and explained if she was selected and pictures were taken that we would pay her another $800 and I could see her excitement. So I took her to the basement and showed her the cage that my Master had purchased and informed her that many of the pictures would be taken in this and to get in so we could see if it was comfortable.

She was so giddy she didn’t take a second thought before she stepped into the cage and I closed the door. The lock falling into place. She looked at me confused and hurt. “What are you doing?”

I smiled sweetly. “Oh, it’s nothing this is just part of it. Strip for me while I get the camera to take some test shots. I have to get some of these to show my boss, and if you want the other $800 it’s a requirement.” she still looked worried but did as asked. I turned from her going through a bag before I came back, shooting her through the bars with the taser I had pulled from the bag.

She fell to the floor, twitching uncontrollably and pissing herself… It was pathetic.

Now the real work began though. I took a syringe from the bag, injecting her with a simple drug to keep her asleep while I worked. Based on the reviews online on petmed it didn’t affect the meat of food stock and helped to create a more humane slaughter and a softer more tender meat.

Dragging her out of the cage I got to work, putting an enema bag with a saline solution up her bag I let it drain into her, watching her stomach expand as I worked on shaving the limp doll like body of all it’s hair. Not missing any strand. Even removing her eyelashes and eyebrows as well as the long brown hair on top of her head. When that was done I pulled the enema needle from her ass, knowing she had already pissed made this step easier. I pushed on her stomach, pushing out all the salt water and shit onto the concrete floor. Then, I hosed her off. Using a stone and soap I exfoliated all the top layer of skin off leaving her smooth, shiny, and pink.

Now was the real hard part, dragging all that dead weight upstairs. Master had purchased a special pan for roasting women like this, and a spit. He totally redid our kitchen and I feel that with the work that went into it I wanted to surprise him. So I took the spit off of the open faced stone oven and used metal wire to tie her wrists, neck, ankles, hips, and chest to the spike before I began preparing her.

I put an apple in her mouth, securing it with another wire around her head to hold the apple gag in place. Then I took spices, pineapple, soy and sesame oil, onions, and celery and stuffed her pussy full until no more would fit inside of her. Then did the same with her ass. Making sure she was fully stuffed of all these yummy things before I prepared her skin.

Taking a sharp paring knife I scored her skin. Making her covered in long X’s that would cook her skin into a rind while allowing the extra fat to drip off and leaving her meat moist and tender.

Cleaning up the blood as best as I could before I took the seasoned oil we’d prepared with basil, garlic, oregano and a few other choice things covering her from head to toe with this oil.

She was starting to wake up, and I could hear the door close as Master came in. He grinned widely even as she began to cry, scream, and realize every cut was burning with oil and salt.

“Master… Will you help me put her over the fire?” I asked, my cheeks flushing at his pleasure. He was more than happy to help me and we watched together as she spun over and over, the fire licking at her flesh. Curling her skin. And eventually she stopped struggling and I have to admit… She didn’t smell half bad.Snuff Phone Sex

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submisive phone sexSubmissive phone  sex allows me to service men’s every need and dark desire. Most men, when they think about it, don’t really like equality between the sexes. They want a woman who does as she is told. They want a woman who puts her man’s needs above her own. They want a woman they can use, even abuse when the mood strikes. That is the kind of woman I am. It is how I was raised. After my mom left, it was just dad and me. I had to be the woman of the house. I didn’t know what that meant at the time, but I quickly learned. I have been learning ever since how to take care of men. Men have different needs and desires. Some run dark, and a true submissive is okay with that. I may have left home at 18 because my daddy’s dark desires were too much for a young inexperienced girl, but I am not inexperienced now. I spent several years on the streets hustling and hooking, they gave me a world of experience I often wish I did not have; but everything happens for a reason.

phone sexMy early years made me a good submissive whore. I crave ownership. I want to be more than your fuck toy. I want to be your property.  In the modern world, so many women try to be in charge of you. They milk you for your money and attention and deny you their bodies. That is not the case with me. A good submissive slut denies you nothing. She asks for nothing. She wants nothing but to please you. So when you are with a girl like me, you are in control the entire time. A woman like me may not be the norm, but I am not the only one, so check out our TUMBLR site to see other phone sex submissive girls like me.

Snuff Phone Sex The Hunting Game

Snuff Phone SexMaster is getting into some seriously weird shit.

I’m starting to worry…

He got invited to this thing called the “hunting game” where apparently various Masters hunt girls and then they eat them… I’ve never really heard of that type of play before and it sounded a little extreme. Even for me.

He wanted to go though so off we went for the 4 hour drive to the middle of nowhere. I could tell that I looked nervous because Master kept doing his best to comfort me and assure me that everything would be okay. That I would be part of the kitchen staff and no one would hunt me.

I couldn’t shake this feeling of unease though and as we pulled into the long driveway to a nicely sized home he stopped behind the others that had already arrived.

The other Masters greeted mine with joy and even offered me a handshake and explained where the kitchen was and that the other girls would explain my duties when the time came. Then they brought Master a gun, it was a hunting rifle like one that would be used for deer and didn’t have any of the orange marks that a bb gun would have or a Co2 tank as with an air gun.

I opened my mouth to ask if it was a real gun but the look my Master gave me shut me up. He did not want me to embarrass him in front of the others by questioning his motives. So, I waited, quietly until one Master called out for his slave to take me to the kitchen and explain.

She looked nervous also, talking too quickly as she pointed out various objects around the house. Taking me out back to show me the cage of “pigs” which were all women with a pig snout tied onto their faces. Most of them were crying, huddled together, and when they saw us they begged for us to help them.

I wanted to help them so bad, find out what was going on… I don’t know why they were so scared, it was just a game the Master’s played right? The look the other slave gave me though, begged me to do as I was told and not to ask questions. It made me wonder if the girls in the cage were the ones who did…

She took me to a fire pit outside of the kitchen, it was huge and looked almost as if it could roast a full sized pig or cow on the spit that ran across it. “We’re going to be using this mostly for tonight’s dinner. This hunting game should last only 4 nights and we will be expected to cook a meal each of those nights without question or complaint.” that statement put me right back into my nervous state and it only got worse when I heard the sound of screeching metal combined with girls screaming and begging. “Move you fucking sluts!” a male voice yelled and I had a feeling the games were about to begin…

I was taken to the kitchen with other sober slaves, all preparing food for later. Peeling potatoes, cutting onions, it was obvious they were getting ready for a feast but there was no meat at anyone’s station. Before I could question it I was placed with the girls who were peeling potatoes and lost myself in the task until I heard raucous laughter and cheers of victory. “We caught two sweetling.” a blood covered man came into the kitchen and kissed the slave who showed me around with passion. He was worked up from the hunt I thought, and obviously from the butchering of the animal they caught. As more men were bringing in skinned haunches of meat and placing them into the freezer.

“You know what to do now baby.” and she nodded, smiling at him with a caress to his hard cock. “Alright girls! Time to go outside and roast the pig!’ she commanded. Leading us all out where I saw one of the girls from the cage… Her snout gone, her eyes glassy and unseeing, and her belly cut open where she had obviously been gutted and threaded through the spit. It going in her ass and out her mouth. The girls, without saying a word moved to tie her hands with metal wires behind her back, and her ankles up and to her thighs where her knees were connected under the spit to keep her limbs from flopping. A girl looked at me wondering why I wasn’t helping and the leader gave me a straight razor to shave her hair off…

I wasn’t sure I wanted to be here anymore… What did Master get involved in and would I have to do the unthinkable tonight? I was not looking forward to dinner.

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Giving Over to Master

slave training phone sexI have given myself willingly to the whims of another. His number one desire the last time we spoke was to have me worship his cock for an hour, and I absolutely look forward to it.

I look forward to every minute with him. From sending him off to work in the morning after a great breakfast, an even better blow job, and dressed to the nines. Cleaning and prepping for him all day, and greeting him at the door naked and on my knees, his favorite drink in my hand. Untying his shoes and slowly removing every inch of his clothing as he enjoys his drink. Hand-feeding him while he watches his favorite tv program with one hand under my naked ass, and the other doing whatever. Guiding him to the bathroom after dinner, and escorting him to the already prepared tub, and hand-bathing him from head to toe. Then, spending the rest of our evening doing whatever makes him happiest.

Yes, he has quite the way with me, and I adore our time together.

BDSM Phone Sex: Sharing the Slave

BDSM Phone SexMaster has learned that he loves to share.

He loves to make me scream, cry, and cum for him. Pleasure him in a way that only someone who can give all of themselves can…

But he takes a pride in watching another man hurt me and use me.

I take pleasure in it all.

Cut me, burn me, hit me, fuck me until I bleed… Just remember to let me cum or I’ll go crazy.

I’m thankful that those I work with have made it so easy to abuse and use me.

They have some amazing specials that let those who want to hurt me do it even longer…

What do you say? Would you like to twist my nipples? Bite me so hard I bleed? Fuck me up the ass without lube?

Hell, you could even piss in my mouth and make me drink it. Shit on me and make me rub it into my skin or lick it off my fingers.

I’m a well trained slave and watching me be used well is my Master’s favorite thing.

Just hurt me, please, that’s all I want is for you to take pleasure from my cries.

Do I have to beg harder? Kneel on rice and crawl to you on my hands and knees before you’ll pull my hair and hit me?

What does a BDSM Phone Sex pain slut like me have to do?

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Two Dominant Shemales

Tranny Phone SexI first met Carla here at Fuckalicious Freaks and we became friends. She was a more hardcore dominant tranny than I. She told me hot stories of her domination tactics with men and how they treated her like a queen, while she treated them like lowly servants. She told me their cocks would bulge harder and harder as she humiliated them and told them how useless they were. She explained how she would make them worship her gorgeous cock.

I wanted to feel the same adoration from the men I dominated. I wanted them to want my cock so much they would do absolutely anything, no matter how degrading, to feel my cock planted deeply inside their asses. I wanted to hear them beg for the privilege of taking my cock into their mouth.

After talking, Carla invited me to one of her domination sessions. She said this was a regular and she welcomed a change in her routine. Carla started the session by explaining that I would be her slave’s Mistress today and he should obey any order I gave, or he would receive her displeasure. After a few degrading moves, such as hair pulling and spitting directly on her slave, she turned him over to me. I barked orders at the lowly subject, instructing him to come to me on his knees. Once he approached he literally begged to suck my cock. I agreed after a few more degrading orders, such as making him lick my boot.

  Eventually Carla stepped back up. She approached her slave from behind and as he continued with his excellent blowjob, she began fucking his ass, sandwiching him between us. Her slave worked hard to make both of us cum and eventually we did, simultaneously.

Carla told me I was a natural and how she would be happy to share her slave anytime. Do you think you could handle both of us sexy dominant tranny chicks at the same time? There is only one way to find out.

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This Phone Sex Girlfriend Belongs to BDK

phone sex This phone sex girlfriend belongs to Big Daddy King. Only  worthless white men with tiny pricks don’t know his name. They don’t want to know his name because there are no circumstances under which they would measure up to the King. A few more loser white boys know his name now though. My girlfriends and I were partying like queens at Big Daddy King’s new nightclub. When he swooped in at the end of the night, there were a lot of dejected men who had been hitting on me and my two hot girlfriends. I informed each loser he was well out his league, but they just don’t take a woman’s word! Big Daddy King is the best man in the world; all others pale in comparison. I loved the sad looks on their faces as me and my hot slut friends left with the King of the club. My girlfriends got treated like queens. We rode in the King’s limo back to our penthouse pad. I was so excited to show them how I live now thanks to Big Daddy King. My kitchen is bigger than their apartments combined. My King served us only the finest champagne as I was giving my BFF’s the lifestyles of the rich and hung tour. I couldn’t wait to show them the BEST part of the penthouse: the King’s Anaconda. There are no words that accurately describe how magnificent his cock truly is. I begged Big Daddy King to show them his cock. As I got on  my knees to unleash the beast, I was dazzled by the glow in the dark man sleeve that revealed a diamond encrusted amazing cock. My friends gasped at his size. I told them I could never do justice to the anaconda. The King’s cock could feed an army of bimbos, so my friends got to help me suck the most amazing cock in the world. I of course had to fuck my King. I wanted to taunt my friends even more by letting them watch what his monster cock could do for my pussy. He fucked me even better than usual, which I didn’t think was possible. I had a river of cum in my pussy afterwards. I spread my legs wide and tossed my friends a bone by letting them lick that river of cum out of my well fucked pussy.  It is so good to be the King’s bitch.