Category: Extreme Phonesex

Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Kayla and I found the entrance to the underworld.  Anna tagged along with us that day because we’d told her that we were going to go shopping for some new sexy underwear.  Kayla convinced her than she should come along with us to supervise and make sure I actually got some.  Anna knew that no one could ever really make me wear panties if I didn’t want to but knew with Kayla and I she was guaranteed a fun adventure full of shenanigans.  She just didn’t know how much of an adventure we’d have this day with Hades and Cerberus.

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Bondage Beauty

Posted 8 months ago by Rita

Bondage Beauty

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Being his bondage beauty makes me so proud. We walk through the dark club, hand in hand, as Master and sub. My eyes are cast down, watching our feet move in unison. He’s fully dressed in a suit, and I’m wearing only a nude-colored thong. To anyone looking, I’d appear fully naked, save for my tall heels.

I’m not shy or ashamed; I’m his little work of art, or I will be once we get on stage. The crowd is milling about, drinking, dancing, and talking. I feel eyes clocking us as we move, and then murmurs follow. “He’s here.” “That’s the Dom I was telling you about.” “Oh, look.” Then, the group of people shifts focus when I follow him up to the center of the stage.

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Vivian 844-332-2639 ext.254

Read Part 1 HERE!

Poker night pussy revenge… I told my boyfriend to wait in the room and I would deal with this. With tears in his eyes he apologized and fled. I sat down in his seat and told the guys there would be one last hand. All or nothing. If the boss wasn’t a pussy he would agree to the following. If he won he could fuck me since I knew that’s what he really wanted. But if I won, he had to give my boyfriend everything and a raise at work.

You could feel the tension in the air. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. I leaned forward and asked Mr. Bossman if he was really a boss or if he was a pussy. He instantly agreed to my terms.

With nothing to bet and only skill to rely on we showed our cards. He had a straight while I had a full house. I asked him who won just to rub it in a little. He looked embarrassed in front of all my boyfriends friends a few of which were his employees. Then I had an idea. Continue reading “Poker Night Pussy Part 2” →

Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

I really liked seeing my submissive slave lying there on the floor. He had been so good for me, taking everything I was unleashing on his poor body. Red and swollen all over. My handprints littered his skin, red welts that shone in the light from the sweat on his skin. It had been a long session, he knew I needed to release upon him. And I love a submissive bitch that lets me do everything I need to do. His whimpers were music to my ears, he was crying like he had never before. Made me smile looking at him tied up and gagged.

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Alex 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 425

Taking a sub to the extremes that I have put out for them is always so exciting. Their eyes widening as I make them feel things they have never experienced before. Nobody else can take a sub to the extremes I can. When I took “J” into my dungeon, he was in for a ride. Even without my extremes, he is always moaning and begging for more like the bitch he is. The sounds of begging in my ears is always the most exciting part of my day. And he delivers that. But this time we were playing, I took it a step further than we ever had.

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The Sweetest Nightmare Part Two

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Part one

My eyes closed, and  I flinched back. I knew the blow would come, but I expected it to land on my cheek. He didn’t hit me in the face. Instead, he struck me in the chest. Hard and repeatedly. Right on my breastbone. Hard enough, I felt the bones splintering and stabbing at my tender places. I wheezed as my vision blurred. Pain pulsed through every inch of me as he fisted his cock with his swollen knuckles and forced my legs open.

I tried to cover my pussy from his intrusion with the last bits of strength I possessed. It was useless. He was big and strong, and I was small and broken. When would the nightmare end?

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Vivian 844-332-2639 ext. 254

Degradation and humiliation is something I really enjoy and something that comes naturally to me. I am a sweetheart and have a heart of gold. But I can also be cold and cruel; dark and sadistic even, when I need to be. Let’s just say, I’m the nicest bitch you will ever know.

Just ask “Vivian’s sissy bitch”. He is one of my most pathetic disgusting callers. He can’t decide if he is a sissy or not, bounces between being into age-play and BBC, has a little dick and is a closeted gay man. The list goes on and on with this loser. How ridiculous is that!

No matter how mean I am to him he keeps coming back for more like the dumb fuck he is. He is addicted to me, obsessed even and I love it. Even when he gets on my last nerves and I block his ass, I find myself unblocking him so I can verbally abuse him again and again. There is nothing that turns me on more than a man making me feel good while I treat him like the repugnant scumbag he is! Continue reading “Degradation and Humiliation At Its Finest” →

Forced To Squirt

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

“Bad bitch, Belle,” One sneered in my ear as his friend knotted my writs to the bedframe. The dorm room was small, with only enough space for two twin beds and a small desk. They’d left the lights off when they dragged me from the parking lot up here to their room. “You don’t seem so bad now.” He ripped at my shirt as I struggled and then had his mouth on my breast.

“I’ll ruin you for this!” I seethed through my teeth, and together they laughed. My ankles were already bound, and with my last wrist secured, they stood back to look at their prize.

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Daddy's Little Jackoff Model

Kinky Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext.410

When I arrived home from my spring formal, the house was loud. Male voices boomed with laughter, and a haze filled the foyer as if they were smoking in the living room. I peered my head around the door jamb and called softly, “Daddy?” He and six of his friends were sitting around the living room with drinks and cigars in hand. I waved my hand in front of my face to clear the smoke and asked, “Where’s Mommy?”

“Come in, baby.” Daddy beamed and patted his thigh. “Come sit down, Krysta. I want to show you off to my friends.” I walked through them, feeling all of their gaze travel over my big tits and my short dress as I took a seat on Daddy’s lap. “Isn’t she the perfect little Jackoff model?” My body went ramrod stiff as they all laughed.

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X-Ray Vision

Posted 9 months ago by Writer

Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

He was ready to play, I could see it in his eyes. You know how men get. Their eyes glazed over and their nose can only focus on the smell of wet pussy in the air. Sometimes it is scary, how they seem to be able to hone in on us. Eyes seemingly having x-ray vision, seeing under our clothes. But I’m sure it’s because when we get excited and scared our nipples harden so much that nothing can hide them from the outside world. And that must have been what he saw. And I was so wet it must have permeated the whole room.

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