Category: domination phonesex

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

When our paths first crossed, I could sense it in him, the need to be dominated, controlled, owned. He played the part of a powerful man alright, but his eyes betrayed him. They craved to be mastered. And so I made my move, drawing him in with honeyed words and veiled promises. He came to me of his own free will, thinking he’d find salve for his haughty desires as he did with all else in his life. But I had other plans for him.

Now he kneels before me, wrists bound, back striped raw from my crop. I walk around him in wide, slow circles, inspecting my pet. He shivers and quakes but dares not move, not unless I allow it. I am his Mistress and he is but a slave, a toy to be used. I trace a finger down his cheek and he leans into my touch, mewling softly. Already he forgets his place, the brat. I seize his hair and wrench his head back, forcing him to meet my gaze.

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Tinkle, Tinkle

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

“Tinkle, Tinkle, little star, how I wonder what you are,” I sing softly while kneeling in front of the potty. My fingers tickle from your knee to your thigh, and we both smile as you giggle.

“Val, stop! I don’t wanna sit here anymore.”A little pout tugs at your lips, and I sigh, slumping back onto my butt to lean against the wall.

“I know, little guy, but your Mommy is tired of diapers and says it’s time you learned to use the big boy potty. Just relax and let go. Maybe you should try singing to me!”

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Daddy Loves To Watch

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

It’s not easy, ya know? Having a daughter who looks and acts like me. I drive my poor Daddy wild! He is so weak when it comes to me. He’ll give me anything I want and do anything I say, so long as he gets to indulge in something super naughty.

He acts like I don’t know, but it’s obvious Daddy loves to watch when I’m fucking BBC! He always stands just outside my bedroom door when I bring a guy home, and I can hear his ragged breathing between my moans.

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You Want To See?

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

Recently, I reconnected with an old friend. She is lots of fun, and I’ve missed her while she was out of my life, so when she invited me to spend the weekend with her and her boyfriend, of course, I said yes. She warned him that he’d never met anyone like me, and she didn’t know if he’d say anything accidentally offensive. I told her not to worry at all and that I was used to men being stupid. Then, I promised her that whatever he might say wouldn’t bother me.

Her house was lovely, and her man was obviously curious about me but quiet. We had a great first night of catching up, but then, in the morning, things got pretty interesting.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

Everyone sees me as the sweet, innocent college girl-next-door. I wear short skirts, tight crop tops and look like I’m barely legal. But that normal college girl image couldn’t be further from the truth. Deep down, I crave something very different…you can call me Anal-sley.

Underneath my wholesome facade, I’m a filthy anal slut desperate to have my asshole stretched and gaping open by a huge, fat cock. As I walk across campus, I can’t help but imagine what it would feel like to have my tight little rosebud brutally pounded into submission. My classmates have no idea that I spend my nights frantically researching the best anal training methods and practicing on my toys.

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You've Upset Daddy

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

“Mom! Mom! Please, Mommy!” I shoved the nursery door open and looked sternly at you, kneeling in your crib, holding on to the bars.

“What?” I snapped, holding the skimpy nightie against my chest to cover the flush blooming there. My hair was a mess, and my makeup had been kissed across my face.

“What are you doing? I can hear so much noise.” Your lower lip trembled as you pouted, and I noticed you were humping your soggy diaper against the crib bars. My eyes rolled, and I pushed back my blonde hair, then told you that you knew EXACTLY what was happening, and if you didn’t stop interrupting by screaming my name, Daddy would be upset.

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Miss Anna’s Baby girl Victoria Kate had been misbehaving lately. First, Miss Anna caught her trying to steal one of her fanciest dresses. She heard her tip toe from her closet, then climb down the stairs, but before she could escape and run outside, Mommy Anna caught her. ‘’Where do you think you’re going young lady?! You’re not going anywhere this late!’’

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

Earlier this week, I embarked on a work trip to seal the deal with our biggest donor yet. Little did I know, this trip would turn out to be so much more than just another meeting.

As I entered the sleek conference room, I locked eyes with the powerful man across the table. He was even more handsome in person, with piercing blue eyes and a chiseled jawline that made my panties dampen instantly.

The meeting went smoothly, all the while picturing him pinning me against the wall and ravishing my body. Once the formalities were over, I suggested we continue the discussion over drinks at the rooftop bar. He accepted my “generous” offer with a devilish grin.

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Diapie Boys Strip Club Adventure

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

“Where are we going, Mommy?” Diapie asked as I sprinkled powder over his uncaged penis. He’d be locked up for two weeks, and tonight, we’d be celebrating his freedom. My nose wrinkled, and I shook my head. As if I’d ruin the surprise. Gently, I folded down his erection so I could tape his diaper up tightly. Someone was VERY excited to be able to stretch out. However, we wouldn’t want any accidents where we were going. “Please, just a hint?”

I sighed as I pulled up his jeans and then buckled them. He dipped his head between my jaw and shoulder as I zipped his pants. Diapie’s lips tickled my neck, and he pleaded again. “Okay, okay.” I giggled and stepped back to help him into his big boy button-up shirt. “It’ll be VERY exciting.” My eyebrows wiggled as he grumbled that my hint wasn’t a hint at all.

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Sissy Goes For A Massage

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

My little closet sissy has been expressing how much he wants to branch out. He said he wanted his boundaries pushed just a little. So he could experience the thrill of almost exposure. I knew the best way to do this was to make him book a massage.

He scheduled it for this morning and came to tell me he was leaving. I clicked my teeth and told him to go back to the bedroom. When he asked why, I told him I had laid out what I expected him to wear to his appointment. His face instantly fell, but his cock jumped so hard I thought it’d bust through his jeans!

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