The toxic twins are undeniable. We are findom Goddesses and domination experts. When my favorite human ATM called me yesterday, I told him for the second round of walletfucking, we should grab My gorgeous Mistress Indigo. She told them of a financial domination fantasy island where greedy Mistresses awaited his generous donations. He knows that we’re deserving, and his boring old ball and chain is not!
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TOM 1-844-332-2639, ext 342
That’s right, you didn’t misunderstand. I fucked your girlfriend. Now, you may be hurt and you may feel defeated. Good, that’s the way you should feel. You were never man enough for her. That’s why she came for me with that slutty, little mouth and that hot, wet pussy. She practically threw herself at me.
You need a real man to guide you because you have little to no manhood left in you. You’re a wimp. The most pathetic excuse of a man that I’ve ever come across in my line of work. That’s why I’m going to be your new Leather Daddy. You’re going to suck my dick and thank me for every minute that I face fuck you.
Sex Kitten Lyric 844-332-2639 x247
I know how addicted to me you fuckers are. I love all you twisted fucks that cheat on your wife and whom are consumed with the thoughout of me. I know you want me and need throughout the entire day. You wake up thinking about me. I consume your thoughts throughout the day. You go to sleep thinking about me.
Your mind is consumed with thoughts about me. Your mind is ruined. Your mind is consumed with thoughts of how I’m going to take you from your pathetic wife. I want your entire universe consumed with thoughts of me. Continue reading “Poisoned Mindfuck with Sex Kitten Lyric Phonesex”
I’m going to need some help on this one. Sometimes magics mix. What I mean is sometimes a witch needs a partner in crime. Some on the magical side who knows how to get dirty and isn’t afraid to use her own dark ways to help us both get what we want.
I had to call me a mind fuckery queen of dark and dirty deeds. My fast-growing friend Lyric! I knew you thought you were going to be able to handle anything I brought to the table. That’s what you said anyway. You told me to do my worst and you laughed. BIG…. MISTAKE!
I don’t have a sweet bone in my body. If you’re looking for someone nurturing and kind then I am so not the one. It’s way more fun being villainous and cruel. Things will always go my way and you will either comply like a good pet or get the fuck out of my face. You’re only here to serve and worship me. It’s an honor to be one of my slaves. You will do whatever I say, no matter how horrible the task is.
We are all part of the divine. As a witch, I know these things. We are all apart of the magic that makes up this world. We are all different. The difference? Some of us know it and others don’t. Those who know it an learn from it can use this to their advantage. This sexually divine witch does just that.
I use my goddess-like body and mind to trap the men I want into a sexual roller-coaster of crazy, wild, sex, orgasms, and constant wanting of my attention. Spells, crystals, and candles all things that I use to build up a man’s sexual desire and drive.
Mistress Anita 1-844-332-2639 ext 288
A mistress like myself has to have a sense of humour, especially when I have to communicate with worthless panty bitch boys like you. There countless times that I hear “Miss, do you like men in panties?” This leaves me laughing and with a mental picture of a masculine man wearing pink panties, while being extremely eager to parade the house or the hotel room like a pretty fairy princess. THAT mental picture makes me laugh.
What makes me laugh even more is how “manly” man in his pretty pink panties wants to get fucked a real cock. Entry level sissy man in pink panties would claim to desire to be fucked by me with a strap on. Next step is a man who wants to please his Mistress (myself in this case) by taking a real cock up his pussy. Some bratty princess may giggle over this but I am not that type of a domme. Continue reading “My Sense Of Humour With Panty Bois Phone Sex”
Rinse And Ruin With Pandora ext 283
You’re a bank account with a boypussy. That’s right, gapeboy, you’re a peg hole to stretch with my big Mistress strap-on. The only two things you possess that matter one cunthair to me are your boy pussy and your wallet. You’re my findom victim and you know it!
I take extra care to make sure that I ruin you and take advantage of your weak fucking nature. I’ll get an audience of Mistresses to watch me take everything I want from you. They love watching and joining in force fucking your pegging princess pussy.
~~~~Olivia~~~~844-332-2639 x 226~~~~
It’s taken me longer to post this second part than I thought it would. Seems my victim had a scheduled event to attend. He came back all excited about his extraordinary turnout; sharing with anyone who would listen how great he was.
Pretending to be taken in by his pettiness I seemed to hang onto every word. Soon we were back to where we were before he went away. We agreed to dinner last Saturday. He loves to impress, booking a very fancy restaurant in an adjoining city.
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