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Gym fuck jealousy

I knew the bitch at the gym was jealous of my perky ass tits, what I did not know was that her old man was jealous of my cock because I had a bigger dick than he does. I think the truth of the matter is she wants to ride my big black cock while admiring my pShemale Phone Sexerfect titties, all while her guy watches because he knows deep down that I can satisfy his girlfriend better than he can. I think I am gonna ask her next time we are in the locker room and I catch her staring at my titties or my cock if she wants to just get on and take a ride. I know she will jump right on it. I will bend her over that bench and pound the shit out of that ass. I will make her so raw she aint gonna be able to walk for days. She is gonna want it every time she works out after I get done with her.

cuckolding phone sex: be my dog bitch

cuckolding phone sex

Do you want to be my sissy boy? Oh baby I think you do! ===giggles=== I want you to get on all fours. Be my little dog bitch. I will have you naked and a collar around your neck. I have the leash in my hand. I will guide you onto my bed. When I spread open my legs you better be a good dog and eat your master’s pussy. My cunt is soaking wet and ready to be licked. Lay between my legs and start sucking and licking on my hard clit baby. I take you by the hair and shove your face down. eat that fucking delicious cunt baby. suck my pussy harder!

I’m over this baby. you may eat good pussy but your cock will never get wet inside this cunt hole. I kick you off the bed like the mutt you are. I take out my dildo and start fucking my tight bald cunt. It feels so fucking good. You could never satisfy me like this. Go lay down in your corner like a good doggy.

Spanking Phone Sex Clumsy Sub

Spanking Phone SexMaster and I went to go play a LARP game. Many of us were dressed in old-style twenties and thirties and victorian-era clothing. I personally was dressed in a as a 1800’s era maid. So I was serving people food and getting drinks for everyone one of the women tripped me and forced me to drop the tray as I fell getting many of the other Mistresses and Masters wet. I was mortified but I knew that they did it on purpose to get me punished. So there wasn’t anything I could do to redeem myself. My master told me that my punishment would have to be given by the two girls that got the wettest from the spilled drinks. They all as a collective came into the kitchen to watch my spankings. The two women stood next to me with a smug smile before they lifted up my long modest skirt and rub my bare ass with their hands they didn’t give me much of a warm up though. pulling their hand back and giving a quick sharp smack across my ass I couldn’t help but gasp and cry out in pain not expecting the the hard smack. They didn’t give me much time for recovering from the first smack before they pulled back and hit me again I cried out again my back arching as I pulled my ass and why unable to deal with the pain that they are giving me. I could see the entertainment in all of the other Masters and Mistresses eyes as they laughed at my discomfort but the two women were relentless. Pulling back smacking my ass, my thighs, making me gasp and cry and pull back. I swear by the time they were done my ass was bleeding and it just burned and hurt so bad. I knew that Master would want to fuck me next in my ass and that when he did he would be hard and make sure that I would cry. Just from the harsh rough fucking and my burning and bruised ass.

shopping with the sissy fairy fag

sissy phone sex

I have my prissy sissy with me today. He is so fun to hang out with. We go to the mall to look at makeup. Of course, being the panty pooping crossdresser that she is she complains about the store I choose. She begins to act like a fruity fag. I take her to the bathroom and bend her over my knee. I pull down her white cotton panties and begin to spank her.

sissy training phone sex

She screams about how mean I am. I tell her I am doing this for her own good. I pull out my cock holder. I adjust it to her teenie weenie clit size. I place it on her. She complains it hurts. I tell her to stop being such a poopie pansy as I tighten it up. We head back out to the mall. She complains all the way home about not getting any makeup. I tell her it’s her own fault. She folds her arms and pouts. What I prissy sissy she is.

spanking phone sex

hardcore ass fucking

hardcore ass fucking

One of my sissy boys come over to play with me. He loves getting fucked in his tight ass hole. I love fucking him in it. He gets here and I command him to take off all his clothes. He obeys me. He gets on all fours. I pull out a nice big ten inch dildo. I take out the lubricant and douce the hard rubber cock in it. I slowly slide it into his begging ass. He moans as I slide it all the way in. He begs for more. I take my eight inch pink dildo and i shove it deep into his little cum guzzling throat. He chokes on it. I keep it deep inside of his mouth as I continue to fukc his whore hole. He loves every minute of it. “Take that cock you cum slut!” I say. His cock is jumping as I fuck both of his holes. I start to thrust the big hard ten inch shaft deep into his now loose ass. His muffled moans turn me on so much. I fuck him hard and he squirts his white cream all over the floor for me. “ clean it up! You know I don’t like messes.” with the cock still in is tight ass he begins to to lick all his cum up. He is such a good little fuck toy.

Slave Training Phone Sex with Babysitter Isis

Slave Training Phone Sex

I swear I don’t even have to say anything to these little shit heads anymore.

Just a look and they obey me.

These parents are calling me back, begging me to watch their brats for a week!

They want me to oversee their brats and train them to be good little girls.

These dads got a taste of tight little bald pussy and they want it all the time now!

Yes, I can train them to ride your cock when ever you want them too!

I might have to train some bitches to be mean like me.

I could totally make a service of mean babysitters.

We have harsh and severe punishment for little bitches who try to back talk and say no.

The word “No” will never come out of your little fucking brat’s mouth again.

If it does, I will gladly come back and teach her a fucking lesson.

Bondage Phone Sex Being the Tree

Bondage Phone SexI was the Christmas tree… Seriously. I was suspended upside down with small metallic balls hung from the rope, hooks embedded into my skin, and through my nipples. I had tinsel mixed with my jute rope to irritate my skin and make me twitch and itch as I hung unable to move except for muscle twitches. Then Master spun me, wrapping me with lights and making me truly festive. I was feeling nauseous and light headed by the time the world stopped moving but didn’t have much time to recollect my thoughts before Master put a Hitachi straight against my clit making me gasp and cry out with unexpected pleasure. I squirmed again this time as my body quivered and came, over and over, the toy merciless in the pleasure it forced on me. Then there was a cock at my lips and I found another hand forcing my mouth up and down over this cock. Making me throat fuck them as my head spun and my body over sensitized kept me from really knowing where I was. It seemed the party had begun and as the Hitachi disappeared and a new toy filled my pussy as the cock fucked my mouth… I was the centerpiece and all I was meant to do for the night was survive the whims of the Masters around me.

Slave Training Phone Sex Between a Tree and a Hard Place

Slave Training Phone SexApparently I did something to earn my Master’s ire.

I was taken to the middle of the forest with some of Master’s closest friends and told me that it was time for my “Slave Training Phone Sex regimens.” I didn’t really understand what they meant but I’m fairly certain they would let me know.

First they stripped me naked, one man holding my arms back as the others smacked my tits, ass, and pussy. Some hitting over my kidneys just to remind me what a pain slut I was and to mix some bad pain in with the good.

Once they had their giggles at my jiggling flesh they pushed me up against a tree. The rough bark scratching at my back as they moved onto the next step in their Slave Training Phone Sex regimen. “What do you say about being tied to a tree slut?” one of Master’s friends sneered at me. I blinked, looking at him surprised. Master was mean but he was never cruel for the sake of it. “I… “ I took too long to answer. The man slapped me hard across the face as my Master laughed.

I could taste blood in my mouth and my vision was cloudy with tears. They took out their rope of choice and I was scared to see that it was barbed wire. I could feel those metal teeth digging into my skin and they laughed as they tugged at the metal. Slapping and hitting me again, trying to make me move out of the way of their hands and into the teeth of the wire.

“What does a slut say when she’s asked if she wants to be tied to a tree?” He prompted again and right away I answered “Thank you sir. Yes sir.” he laughed, and patted my cheek. I noticed the others had pulled a small box with them and opening it revealed a set of needles and jewelries. My master with nitrite gloves on pulled and pinched my nipples. Making them hard as he smiled at me. “Ready for the next step in your Slave Training Phone Sex regimen?” he asked with care. I was afraid, and he could see it in my eyes as I looked from the man who had slapped me back to him. “Yes sir…” and with that they took the wide needle, one man pulling my nipple taut as the other pierced through the sensitive flesh making me scream out as they put a hoop through it. The the other, then my clit… I didn’t feel like I consented to any of it… And all it did was make me afraid of the men surrounding me. Even as they told me how good I did and what a perfect slut I was.

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.

Pain Slut Phone Sex

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.