Category: cbt phonesex

Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

He thought he could handle me. He was confident when we met. The kind of man who thought he’d seen and done it all. “I don’t scare easy,” he said with a cocky smile, sipping his drink. I smirked. “You haven’t met a woman like me yet!” We went back to my place, and I could feel the energy shift as soon as the door closed. He kissed me hard—hands on my hips, tongue demanding. But I let him have his fun… for a minute.

Then I shoved him back against the wall, dropped to my knees, and yanked his pants down. “Still feeling brave?” I asked, stroking him slow, watching his breath skip beats. His hands reached for my hair. I slapped them away. “No touching!” I demanded. That was the first rule. “You don not get to touch the queen until I tell you too.The second came after I dragged him to the bedroom and told him to strip.

He obeyed, surprisingly quiet now. I tied him to the chair—naked, exposed, and so fucking hard he was dripping. “I’m going to ruin you,” I whispered, straddling his lap, grinding against him with just enough friction to drive Continue reading “He Thought He Could Handle Me” →

Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

This is a giantess fantasy: I wanted him beneath my heels! To worship me! He was trembling before I even stepped into the room. I towered above him—six-inch stilettos on, black latex hugging every curve. To me, he looked no taller than a doll, kneeling on the hardwood floor with wide eyes and a bulge straining in his pathetic little cage. You’re so small,” I whispered, circling him like a predator. “So easy to break.”

I leaned down, just enough for him to catch a glimpse of my breasts swelling against the latex. His lips parted like he wanted to worship them—but I wasn’t here to be soft. “I could crush you,” I said, lifting one heel and placing the sharp tip between his legs. He whimpered. I laughed. “Hahahaha! You’re pathetic!” I loved watching him squirm. I was a goddess to him, untouchable, unstoppable, and he was nothing but a plaything.

I picked him up like a toy—his light little body pressed to my chest—and carried him to the bed. He gasped as I spread my legs, lowering him between my thighs like I was offering him heaven. “Prove yourself,” I growled, grabbing the back Continue reading “Beneath My Heels” →

Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

The sweet agony of control. He knew this cbt fantasy well. The pain and pleasure—two opposing forces that, when blended just right, create the most invigorating sensation. He lived for the exquisite torment, the tight pull, the stinging slaps that sent electric pulses through his body. And tonight, as he kneeled in the dimly lit room, phone pressed to his ear, my dominating voice made him tremble.

“Tell me, boy,” my voice purred, dark and commanding, “how badly do you need to be punished?” His breath skipped. His hands twitched in his lap, aching for permission to touch. “So badly, Madam Trini” he whispered, his voice dripping with need. “Then let’s begin!”

“Take the rope and wrap it around your cock and balls. A gasp escaped his lips as the sting radiated upward, a delicious mix of pain and pleasure pooling in his core. He whimpered, desperate for more. “Tighter!!” I demanded. “I want to hear you struggle.” My voice echoed through the phone. He was my most obedient caller. He wrapped a band around the base, restricting himself, feeling the pulse, the pressure, the torment. His body screamed for release, but he knew better. He was nothing more than Continue reading “The Sweet Agony of Control” →

Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

Haha you actually thought you had a chance with me, little dude? And you think your tiny little worm is gonna impress me? As if!

Let me tell you, I’ve seen bigger clits than the pathetic excuse for a dick you call a penis. Like honestly, are you even a real man? It looked like a shriveled up pinky toe! I almost felt bad for you, watching you try to stuff that sad little thing into my tight coed pussy. I had to FORCE myself not to laugh in your face as you fumbled around, trying to get it to even reach my cervix.

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Anything For You

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“I’ll do anything for you,” Josh moaned. I trailed my nails down his bicep, cocking my head as if I didn’t believe in the false praise. “Seriously, Princess. Anything. Just say it, and I’ll do it.” I took a deep breath and decided I would test his declaration. My hand drifted down to where his cock was rock hard and pulsing. I pet his shaft with my dainty fingers and mused, “Anything?”

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Kinky Boy

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Last week I told you about the kinky boy I’ve been seeing lately for CBT. He had been wearing a cage for me and I was so proud of how well he took care of it that I agreed to give him some relief by removing it.

It had been on 24/7 for weeks with no cumming allowed so as I removed the device it was clear he was already getting hard. The anticipation of release looked to be overwhelming for him, and I loved watching my kinky boy squirm all over my bed.

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Penis Punisher

Posted 4 months ago by Lea

Penis Punisher

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

I got this rep around town for being the penis punisher. Whenever boys misbehave, their wives bring them to my house for penis punishment. It’s crazy to me how a woman can say she loves a man, but then when he does her wrong, she “feels bad” for putting him in his place.

I guess if she had never let him out of his place, he wouldn’t have misbehaved and gotten them into this situation.

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You stumble into the goth bar, which is a place you’ve never been before. It’s dark, and the pulsing music is overwhelming. A cloud of fog hangs over the dance floor, and the air is thick with sweat and *******. You’ve always had a thing for goth girls, and you’re hoping to find one to take home tonight.

As you make your way to the bar, you notice me sitting alone in a corner booth. I’m dressed in all black, with fishnets and big platform boots. I’m staring intently at my phone, but as you approach, I look up and catch your eye.

“Hey there,” you say, trying to sound smooth. “What’s a beautiful girl like you doing all alone in a place like this?” Continue reading “You Like Being Humiliated, Don’t You?” →

Why Should I Care?

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I have one question: why should I care? You call me saying you wish to entertain me, which should mean you do what I say and how I say it. When I told you I wanted to hear you ride the dildo, you thought I would only make you suck; you said that it would hurt. Yeah, and?

Why should I care if you didn’t prepare your ass for a rough fucking? Why should I care if you don’t have lubricant to make it more comfortable? I thought this was about me and what I wanted. Isn’t that what you said?

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I Love How He Screams

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

I told you in a previous blog that I acquired a new pain slut; well, the more we play, the more I find I love how he screams for me. I’ve had many callers claim they love pain play and say they want me to hurt their balls, but they balk when it comes down to the execution. Not this fucking toy. He dives in balls first, wanting to obey my every wish.

The first time we spoke, I told him for our next session, I wanted a bowl of ice water and a tube of toothpaste (Actually, I said Icyhot, but someone was a little bitch about that level of heat, so we kicked it down to a minty fresh pain.) Now, I didn’t expect him to obey as most boys never do, but he pleased me greatly when he called yesterday with ALL of his supplies and a few bonus items.

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