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Cum Slut Phone Sex Brandy

Cum Slut Phone SexI’m such a pig. A fucking whore that is only good to be used sexually. I have no other purpose in life than to service your cock. Why else would I have such big tits, and pretty lips, a tight pussy and ass to abuse. Bring me home, show me off, then strip me nude in front of all your friends. I’ll get on all 4’s and let you write all over my body, take pictures and videos of what a slut and whore I am as you and everyone else fucks all my holes. Covering me in cum to mark me even more as your personal slut and cum dump. I’m a worthless fuck toy, and we all know it, so use me, abuse me, fuck me, cover me in cum and make me yours. I love to wear the signs of your ownership and use. Even in public. You can even bend me over wherever you want me and empty your balls into me with everyone watching, I’m your fuck pig whore and I love it.

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…

Furry Friends Phone Sex

Furry Friends Phone SexMaster, I appreciate the want of exploration and learning but I didn’t think you’d ever make me a furry friends phone sex whore. Especially not on a stage in front of everyone. There I was though, my hands tied to a stripper pole after I had danced for you and your friends. I was blindfolded and gagged. On my knees with a pillow under them to protect them from the stage. So I had no idea what was happening as I felt a cold wet thing against my ass and in my pussy. A long wide tongue fucking my wet pussy going harder and harder as I got wetter and wetter. I felt a hot soft tickle sensation on my back and sharp hard claws running on my sides. The hips of whatever was touching me kept poking me with a hot wet cock. Every Time it’d hit my pussy it’d hump harder until it popped out. Eventually you help it, point its cock at my pussy keeping it inside of me as it grew bigger and bigger. It was humping me so hard and filling me up so quick I was already lost in the hot pleasure, listening to the cheers of the audience as this thing begins to swell inside of me. Throbbing as I feel the hot cum shoot right against my cervix the big swollen thing in my pussy rubbing my pussy from the inside. Sending me into my first of many orgasms.

Humiliation phone sex

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I had one of my sissy boys come over today. I made him strip down naked and put a collar on. I commanded him to walk around on all fours like a dog and bark for me. I led him into the bedroom and tied him to my bedpost like the dog that he was. I stripped down naked and laid in the floor. I commanded him to lick my pussy. He buried his face into me. Of course he didn’t make me orgasm. I got up off the floor, got a belt and whipped him. I told told him he is a worthless mutt as I brought the belt down on him. He whimpered never breaking character. Well at least he is good for something. I went to my play toy chest and took out a dildo. I sat it on the bed and untied him from the bed. I took him to the foot of the bed where I strapped him down to the post. He was sitting up but couldn’t really move. I got really close to his face and spit in it. You are a worthless little dick looser I spat at him with anger. You cant even eat my pussy right. Your are not good for anything so your gonna watch me get off and lick my juices. He bowed his head down and said yes ma’am. I took the dildo and shoved it into his mouth while saying get this cock ready for me. He sucked it until it was good and wet. I pushed it into my pussy and instantly I’m soaking wet. I fuck my tight cunt until I cum. Then I show my face in his pussy and make him lick up my juices. I then piss on his pathetic excuse of a tongue and laugh at him. I go up to him smack him hard in the face as I tell him how he is my toilet. How he is a joke of a man. His cock is so small I needed glasses and he knows I don’t wear them. Haha you make me sick I say I slap him again and exit the room to clean up. Leaving him tied to the end of the bed for later use.

Rape phone sex fantasies the Boss

Rape phone sex fantasiesSo I found out that Master was putting up videos of me online.

Would you like to know how I found out?

My boss called me into his office, I’m just a lowly paper pusher. So I’m not sure why he would call me into his office. Or why when I got in he wouldn’t be there. I walked into the office looking around and was surprised when the door clicked behind me. I gasped and turned around barely able to register it was my boss before he pushed me into a chair. Holding me down by my throat as he tied me to the chair hostage style. Putting a gag in my mouth and my arms to my side.

“You’re such a teasing little bitch you know.” he grinned at me as I stared at him with wide scared eyes. He giggled, actually giggled. “Oh, don’t worry poppet, I won’t hurt you much. I saw those videos of you online you kinky little slut.”

Imagine my surprise at that, wondering how he could have seen me. How he would know I was a kinky girl… Then it dawned on me…

I didn’t have enough time to be upset at my Master before my boss decided it was time to take liberties. He undid the buttons to my top and pulling my tits out of my breasts. Slapping them until I whimper in the gag, tears in my eyes.

I knew he was going to force me to fuck him.

His fingers clumsy against my pussy his fucking me painful leaving me squirming and crying against the gag. His pudgy cock leaving a wet spot against his pants and he practically drooled on me.

I didn’t know what his full intentions were for me I just knew that I’d have to have a talk with Master later… If, I could manage the words.

Small Cock Humiliation Phone Sex

Small Cock HumiliationSometimes I feel like a fetish piece.

Like the only reason men want me is for my tits. They are huge, natural, and oh so fun to play with. A lot of guys want to play but not offer me anything in return. I know it’s petty but a man has to offer me either great sex and a big cock or at least a fat wallet.

These sad little men with tiny cocks want to fuck me but what they can do?

What’s the point of letting a man fuck me though if their cock can’t even fit through my tit’s and reach my mouth. Or fuck me so hard and deep that I can feel you trying to push into my womb?

Just admit, in that case the only thing that a man is good for is spoiling.

I being spoiled almost as much as I love getting fucked. Buy me clothes, give me money, pay for me and my fuck toys to go out and have dates. Maybe you’ll get lucky and I’ll bring you home a desert. Wouldn’t you love to taste the sweet creampie I have for you.

After all you did pay for it.

Party Girls Phone Sex the Bunny meets the Wolf

Party Girls Phone SexMy friends know what a Party Girls Phone Sex whore I am. When they found out about a costume party they had to tell me about it.

I had to go of course, but I thought it would be awesome to be a rope bunny. So I put on the black satin one piece iconic for the Playboy bunnies, even the little poofy tail on the ass and the sheer black stockings that made my legs look like a porn stars and the classic black heel to match. Paired with some white puffy ears and then I got together with a BDSM friend. They completely decorated my suit for me. They did a chest and hip harness all in natural jute rope. Then they did decorative wrist and ankle binds and even a collar for me.

I was a total rope bunny and loving it.

The adrenaline was running through me as I walked into the party. The heavy bass of the music strumming through me and making me feel wild… So I could feel that surge of arousal especially after my eyes crossed over the wolf man.

He was wearing ripped jeans, a flannel shirt ripped open. Fur covering over his arms, chest, legs, and even his face. Somehow this werewolf was straight out of an erotic novel, all he needed was a box fan to blow that sexy hair from his face and I would be his.

His eyes met me and it was as if electricity whipped through my body and I felt my breath catch in my lungs.

Holy shit.

He prowled to me, his dominance sending shivers through me and I swear if he touched me I would cum. I was definitely prey and the grin he gave me as I moved away from him. Danced out of his touch sent chills through me. We found ourselves on the dance floor. Moving just in and out of his reach as he hunted me over the floor. Pushing and leading me away from people, into the dark, out of the sight of everyone else.

Then he caught me, his hand in my hair. Pulling tight as he pushed my chest into the wall. His cock grinding into my mass. His growl primal in my ear.

I wasn’t sure if I had won or not technically. But as his strong hands ripped the crotch from my suit and I felt his cock slide into my wet pussy I found myself not caring and I knew that I belonged to him for the night at least.

BDSM Phone Sex Master’s new Toys

BDSM Phone SexMaster got new toys!

He strapped me to a table my arms outstretched and my legs forced open. He started with a slow massage, rubbing scented oil into my skin. Showing me a sharpened scalpel he held the blade against my cheek. He grinned at me as I gasped, feeling the cold metal against my cheek as he slid the blade oh so softly down my skin, over my neck, chest, tits, and over my stomach. He stopped with that sharp point right against my clit.

He just barely nicked the sensitive nub of nerves with that scalpel just once before he took a little egg, securing it against the clit. The slow stem of blood making the clit so much more sensitive. The trickle of blood mixing with my own flowing fluid. He took a toy that wasn’t like a dildo I’d seen before. It was pink, wide, and long. It had two black pads that had a wire that connected to a large black box. He then connected that to his phone and pressed a button and I felt little electric tremors of pleasure running straight from my pussy through the rest of my body.

It was intense and amazing and I came in seconds. Then he put clamps on my nipples, a plug up my ass, and oh my god sensation everywhere.

It just kept building and building, I couldn’t control it and just kept cumming and cumming.

Then, he changes the file and dripped red candle wax on my skin and just sent me over yet again…

I think this is my favorite of all the toys he’s showed me lately and I can’t wait to play with it again.