Category: fetish phone sex

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Some babies are good, and some are bad. Some want to be good but just can’t help being bad. While I’m all-consuming and incredibly powerful, my talents are limited by distance. Sure, I can dole out discipline like the next Mommy, but I have to rely on the baby to carry it out with the same firmness and ruthlessness as I would if I were able to do it myself. As you can imagine, it’s much more helpful when I have a helping hand.

The other day, Baby Riley surprised me with a babysitter! He told me she was new to diapering babies and wanted to learn. She’d read my blogs and watched my Twitter, so she had an idea of how to humiliate bad boys, but there is nothing I love more than teaching another woman how to own a diaper bitch.

Continue reading “Mommy Gets a Helping Hand” →

Hot For Teacher

Posted 2 days ago by Stella

cuck

Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

I took control over the man who once was my English teacher. He was tall with a deep voice deep and in class he always said “Read the text, feel the words.” I was shy back then (hard to believe, I know) and I liked the way he looked at me when I answered a question. He never knew how much I wanted his approval.

After school I left town. I studied, I travelled, I learned about power and desire. I learned the word “domme.” A woman who leads, who decides, who owns the scene. I liked the idea of being the one who tells a man what to do. One night, after my return to “la belle province” for a holiday visit, I went to a bar in the city. I was wearing a black leather jacket, black boots and a silver ring on my finger. I felt strong. Confident.

Continue reading “Hot For Teacher” →

If It Turns Her On

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

You don’t want to, but it doesn’t matter. Only her pleasure counts. If it turns her on to watch you suck a cock, then open your fucking mouth.

“I’m not gay!” It doesn’t matter. “I don’t like cock.” No one asked.

Continue reading “If It Turns Her On” →

Sexy Lingerie

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

For as long as I can remember I’ve been totally addicted to sexy lingerie. So, as you can imagine, my collection is now vast. Perfect for a sissy like you.

I’d love to take you on a tour in person. I could try a few things on, maybe even together since I know how much you love panties. One day we’ll make it happen. But for today, this blog will allow me to paint a picture of my sexy lingerie closet for you.

Continue reading “Sexy Lingerie For My Sissy Boys” →

Between My Sole

Posted 3 days ago by Rita

Between My Sole

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

I lounged against the side of the couch with my sexy feet just off the edge. The naked slave with his hands cuffed behind his back rubbed his aching erection against my nylon calves. “Please, Goddess.” His words were muffled by the hooded mask he wore. I continued to scroll through my phone, ignoring his desperate pleas and drippy cock.

His hips turned to drag his shaft down toward my ankle, and I pointed my toes. Causing a gap between the heel of my stocking-covered foot and the sole of my slutty high heel. The horny toy took advantage immediately. Sliding his wet cock head into the silky opening.

Continue reading “Between My Sole” →

Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

The circus came through town and even though I’m a bit older now, I still get excited.  I just love the circus!  So, I bought my ticket and grabbed popcorn and cotton candy and began to wander around the tents.  I had no idea that this trip to the circus would end me enduring forced creepy clown sex.

As I was wandering around, I caught movement out of the corner of my eye.  Suddenly, a gloved hand was clapped over my mouth and I was dragged into the back of the nearest tent.  When I took a breath and stopped struggling, I found myself surrounded by three creepy clowns!

Continue reading “Forced Creepy Clown Phone Sex” →

Daddy, No!

Posted 6 days ago by Amber

spank

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

Daddy is really strict when it comes to what I wear. Every day, he inspects my outfit and I can’t leave the house without his approval. The other day, I snuck out when he wasn’t home. I was wearing nothing more than a tight black tube top, a matching skirt that barely covered my ass, and sheer black thong. All was well until my idiot brother saw me with a much older guy and told Daddy about it.

Daddy was waiting for me when I got home. “It’s just an outfit, Dad.” I said, as I walked past him to get to my room. “Just an outfit?” He stated, furiously. “This isn’t a game, Amber. Stop being a little bitch.” I cackled and he grabbed my wrist, holding me back. “Turn around.” His face was stone cold as he said it. I hesitated. “What? Why?”

Continue reading “Daddy, No!” →

hypnotherapy

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

From the moment Daniel sat down, the silver wedding band on his finger seemed to mock me. He’d come to me for anxiety, but as I looked into his worried eyes, I saw a much deeper, more potent need. I  saw a craving for release and surrender that married life could never possibly provide. I offered him my most reassuring, professional smile, all while concocting a plan to make him forget all about the woman waiting for him at home.

Initially, I convinced myself this was a form of radical therapy. A way to unlock the part of him he kept chained away by duty and expectation. After all, wasn’t my job to guide my clients to their truest desires? I certainly saw it that way! As I began the induction, and my voice dropped to that low and melodic cadence that had crumbled so many wills before his, I knew I was doing him a service. I was liberating him.

Continue reading “Curing Daniel’s Anxiety With Hypnosis” →

Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

I’ve always had crushes on my bosses at work, sometimes even my female bosses. The power that they have is so seductive to me. But this story is about my male boss, Mark. He had a cabin up in the mountains that he invited me out to, and I jumped at the chance. Being alone with my smoking hot boss in a secluded mountain cabin? Sign me up!

Mark sent a car to my house after work to pick me up and bring me back to his house, so we could ride up together. It was a bit confusing, yes, a lot of driving. I met up with Mark, and we took his Jeep, and he drove us, which was a four-hour drive in the evening. It wasn’t too long; I had great company.

All of a sudden he said, “pull your pants down and touch yourself for me.” I looked at him, completely shocked but surprisingly turned on and said, “you’re driving!” He didn’t care, so I did what he asked. I can be such a dirty little slut sometimes.

Continue reading “Driving to the Mountains” →

domme

Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

Tonight’s client is younger than usual. He’s here for punishment, though he doesn’t yet know it. All the young ones start with that (stupid) hope in their chest, thinking they’ll be able to tame me. Yeah, right. Once they’re inside of my web, they quickly realize the error of their ways.

“Bonjour, mon chéri,” I purr. He shivers when I touch his chin, as my nails dig into his jaw. “You’re here to obey. N’est-ce pas?” He nods, swallowing hard. Good. They always think they can handle more than they can.

Continue reading “younger than usual” →