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My Naughty Crush

I don’t give a crap about politics. But when I see “Ready for Hillary” signs, all I can think of is hell yes I am ready for a strong dominant bitch to own me. She may not be conventionally pretty, but I find her hot. Smart, sassy, educated and a ball buster. She can be my Mistress anytime. I have this fantasy about her that gets my cunt super wet.  I picture Hillary wearing a strap-on and taking total control over me. You know she made Bill her bitch.  I’m not a lesbian, but Hillary is pretty manly and I have no doubt she would be a stern master. I want to be her slave. Wear a dog collar that says “Hillary’s Pet” and everything.  I want to be down on all fours worshiping her ass. Licking it, giving her a rim job, fingering her cunt until she cums all over my face. I want her to face sit on me for hours, smothering me with her wet hairy snatch. And once she creams on me again, she throws me over her knees, spanks me until my ass is bright red. But the best part, the hottest part of my fantasy is when she bends me over and fucks my ass so hard with her strap on I am screaming for mercy.

I love a strong dominate bitch. I am submissive  to both genders. My son will always be my primary Master. But,  am I ready for Hillary? You bet. I am ready for her to fuck my ass and make me her bitch. I’m ready for you too.

A Man with Self Control

 I hate all the god damn men thinking that just by flirting a bit and buying me a drink I’ll act like any other little slut at the bar and have my skirt hitched up around my waist and my panties in the back seat of his car. All these slutty little trollops with their tits and asses practically hanging out of their tube dresses.  I have more class in my foot than those whores will ever have. I need a new man who will treat me like the work of perfect art that I am. A man who is educated, upstanding, and who can satisfy all of my primal desires. A man who will be obedient, but also have no reservations when I ask him to hold me down and bring me to the edge of an orgasm. A man with self control. I want you to tease my clit for hours on end, bring me to the brink over and over again until I am begin you to fuck the living daylight out of me!

Do you Know your Worth?

 See the difference between Me and you. Well everyone worships the ground I walk on. Male and female. I love having pets to cater to my every need. That’s what life should consist of. I should never want for anything especially when pathetic little losers like you aren’t doing anything useful with yourself. Why don’t you come and worship me. Be a good slave and bow down. I am the epitome of fabulousness and perfection. True story. Come and kiss my feet as I sit upon my pedestal of greatness. Tell me how much my beauty is hypnotic and addicting. So addicting  I can brainwash you with my beauty and train you to be my horny sex slave. You will sit in between my legs all day and kiss every inch of my body until I tell you to stop. I will own you. It’s time you know your real worth. I am your goddess and you are a worthless piggy pet, only useful for fetching me boy toys and cleaning up our cum when we finish. Don’t forget what you have to do when I am in need of some entertainment. Whether I want to humiliate you or sell your fuck holes, my wish is your command. Isn’t that right?

Watersports Phone Sex: Summer Treats

My pet had won a huge case in court, so I decided to reward him with a little treat.  I allowed him to rent a luxurious condo for me; I planned on taking the entire weekend and enjoying some nice peace and quiet.  But, I invited him down for the first day.  He arrived as instructed: he had on his black business suit.  He also brought me several dozen roses.  I kissed him on the cheek and he blushed.  I was already in vacation-mode. 

Instructing him to come out to the patio, I asked him to lay down on one of the sundeck loungers.  I opened up the soft, silky cloth that barely shielded my breasts; I pushed it aside so that my breasts were visible and then spread my long legs as widely as possible.  I could already see his heart rate increase.  I picked up one of my favorite dildos, one of the thickest ones that I have.  He began to squirm and I reprimanded him; I told him to keep his hands on the armrests.  He clutched those armrests to the point that I was afraid he would hurt himself. 

I raised the dildo to my lips, only barely able to wrap my mouth around the tip.  I gagged a little and then began beating it against my clit.  He continued to squirm, but he didn’t know what I had planned.  I walked over to him and straddled his torso.  My pussy was in his face as I shoved that chubby dick inside of me.  I kept maneuvering it until it was all the way in and I could pound my G-spot.  I felt it build up, and I ordered him to open his mouth so that I could shoot between his lips.  He drank every last drop of my cum. 

Then, I raised my pee-hole and said, “Keep your mouth open.”  I peed all over his face, bathing him in my urine.  He drank it when it came across his lips; and, his entire expensive suit was covered in my piss.  I told him that he couldn’t change clothes until he got home…and that he better hurry so he could beat his wife home.  He looked panicked and raced out of the door.  I knew what he really wanted to do: get home and masturbate.  I could imagine him covering his face with his suit, inhaling the sweet smell of my urine while jacking-off!

Worship Me!

Sometimes I feel like I don’t put myself high enough up above everyone else. I spend hours perfecting my hair, makeup, picking out the perfect clothes, the perfect lingerie and working out to keep this perfect body nice and toned. When you come over, I want to be in complete control! I want you to get on your knees and beg for me to allow you to see my perfect body. I want to to prove to me that you are worth my time… 

Before I let you play with your pathetic little cock, I want you to suck my tits. Get my cunt nice and wet before you stick your tongue deep in my cunt. Bring me right to edge of an orgasm, then if you have done a good job you may stick your tiny little cock into my soaking wet pussy. You should be able to make me cum so hard I scream to the heavens. Primal, deep and rough sex is what I crave from my willing little submissive men.

Vacation Time to the Bahamas

I went on a lovely vacation courtesy of my sissy. You think it’s a piece of cake being a sexy mistress? You sissies stress me out! I was in need of some relaxation time. I packed my things and off I went to the beautiful Bahamas. When I tell you I felt a sense of relief as soon as I got there. It was like paradise. They greeted me with a coconut with a liquored drink inside of it and told me if I needed anything to just ask. I went straight to the beach. The ocean was so clear and blue. My goodness I fell in love! And the good thing about it, it was like I was on a secluded island. Not many people were running about so I could lay back in the sand and tan all day long if I wanted.  My favorite part was the men. Long dreads, nice sculpted bodies and even the black man loved to wait on Paris hand and foot. That’s right. While I was sipping drinks on the beach, I have a fine ass dude catering to my every need. If I told him to rub my feet, he would. Tell him to lick the sand off of them, he did. Lay me a towel down and give my pussy a massage. Oh he was more than happy too! I don’t think they have seen such a beautiful princess like I. I was sure to give me a good time, as long as they did everything Paris said!

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.

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.