Tag: humiliation phone sex

Look at the little sissy fairy faggot!

sissy phone sexWe have a little house pet here at Fuckalicious and she is the sissiest fairy faggot of them all. She tries to pretend that she’s a man when she goes to work but we all know the truth and the truth is that there is absolutely NOTHING manly about this sissy at all. Honestly I don’t see how she fools her clients into believing that she is a man, I’ve seen her wearing her fake man clothes and do you know what I see? It’s definitely not a big shot lawyer man that’s for sure! I see a little fairy princess that likes to fill her precious little panties with poopy just like a little baby. And you know what? That is about as far from a man as you can get! I have to say though, sissy is very amusing to play with, when she makes her little piggy noises or sings her little songs she makes me laugh like crazy. She really should quit pretending to be a man and just admit once and for all that she is just a poopy loving little sissy fairy faggot and then we could get her a nice big cock to suck!

He hurts so good

He has done it for the last time. He broke my heart. I never judged him. I never tried to leave, even after he beat me and made he fuck his friend. I loved him. He left me 2 months ago. And now he comes back, drunk thinking he can pick up the pieces. I knew I should have changed the locks but it cost so much! I barely could afford rent, power and food. When he stumbled through the front door, drunk and high I just couldn’t kick him out. When he woke up he forced me to take his cock.  When he was done, He called me his whore. He threw money on me and told me to clean up. 

I did as I was told, I just wanted him to love me back. I know he is the boss in our relationship. I know he is in charge of my life. 

While I was in the shower he came to me. He was so sweet, rubbing my neck and my back. Then he grabbed me by my hair and in the same moment he wrapped his other hand around my throat. 

He kissed my check and told me he wanted me out of the shower in 5 minutes and all dolled up in 15. He said he left my outfit on the bed. He turn the warm hot water to freezing cold. I finished my shower and got out. I put on my lotions dried my hair and put on my makeup. I walked into the bed room and slowly put on what he left on the bed. It wasn’t anything but gloves and black heals. I put them on, took a deep breath and walked down the hallway. I had no idea what was waiting for me. But I knew I would do anything for him. I loved him. 

Shit Party

I am the courtesan of the night. Tonight I have a special treat.  You are going to be my human toilet. If you don’t follow my commands I am going to humiliate you in the best way possible. I will start by giving myself an enema and holding it till I can’t hold it anymore and letting it explode all over your chest. I hold my ass cheeks apart, as it drips squeezing and pushing.  I want you to feel the hotness and smear it around all over your body. Don’t hold back, I want you to savor it tell me what it tastes like. It turns me on to watch you lick that shit off your fingers while I spank you. Finish up little man so I can hold your mouth wide open while I take a good long piss down your throat. Swallow that like a good little slave, don’t try to fight it will only make me miss and you will be penalized.  Cry all you want mommy can’t help you here. You are my little servant heed to my commands. Don’t think I won’t beat you into submission. My body trembles with anticipation, knowing you are here to serve me I take out my clamps and chains proceed to torture you. I will clamp your nipples and balls, does that hurt? I watch your eyes glisten with the timid look in your eyes, thinking what I will do next. Just when you think it over it just the beginning. My degenerates are waiting for my commands so they can come and help to fulfill my desires. They will all take turns pissing on your dick I want you rock hard so we can take pictures and use them for your demise as we bring you into our vision of domain.

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.