Category: humiliation phonesex

Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

I am laying here owned an exposed. I should be ashamed. Embarrassed. But that’s what makes it so fucking hot. Here I am on my knees, exactly where I belong, hands tied behind my back, naked, vulnerable—his to use, to mock, to break. He paces around me, eyes dark with amusement, lips curled into that cocky smirk that makes me weak. “Look at you!” he chuckles, tilting my chin up with two fingers. “So desperate! So pathetic. You are such a worthless piece of crap!”

*SMACK*…….My face burns, but my thighs clench. I love it. I crave it.

He drags a thumb over my bottom lip, teasing, taunting. “You’d do anything for me, wouldn’t you?” I nod, swallowing hard. “Say it!” “I’d do anything for you,” I whisper, my voice shaky, needy. “Anything, huh?” He unzips his pants, letting his cock pop free—thick, heavy, dripping. He strokes it slowly, watching me, knowing I can’t look away. “Bet you’d open that pretty mouth without me even asking.” Fuck. I do. I part my lips, tongue flicking out, already aching for the taste of him. The taste of his big fat white cock in my filthy mouth. He laughs, tapping the Continue reading “Owned and Exposed” →

Jerry's First Baby Shower

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

Last night at the bar, my friend Jerry was whining about not being allowed at his wife’s baby shower. “Why does she get all the gifts and stuff?” He pouted into his beer. “She just laid on her back while I did all the work. Did you know she expects me to get her a ‘push present?’ Where the fuck is my hump gift?” The other men gathered around laughed, equally as stupid as Jerry.

He pointed to me and with a slur rambled, “Hey, you’re kind of girl. What the fuck? It’s not fair.” I slipped off my stool and patted him on the back.

“Why don’t you let me get you home before the wife returns from her baby shower?”

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Cucked By The Contractor

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

“Mama, please. I don’t want to work from the living room today.” Jason pouted as I tapped up his nice and snug diaper. He wore just a tiny t-shirt that showed a bit of his tummy.

“I have to supervise the contractor working in the kitchen, and I also have to keep an eye on you.” I booped his nose with my finger and turned to grab his laptop. “This is easier on Mama if you are both within eyesight.” Jason stomped his foot as he stood. He wanted to argue so badly but knew it was pointless. I passed him his work computer and patted his padded butt.

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slave

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Miss Anna wanted to go shopping, so she summoned her slave. He came diligently running. ‘’Yes, Miss Anna?’’. Come with me, she said. We’re going shopping, I need some new clothes. ‘’Yes Miss Anna, I’ll do whatever you say.’’ ‘’Wait!” said Miss Anna. You’re not accompanying me like that, put on some of my slutty clothes, that way we can match. ‘’Please Miss Anna,’’ her slave pleaded ‘’I can’t possibly wear that, Ill be so Humiliated!’’ ‘’That’s the whole point!’’ replied Miss Anna ‘’Now hurry up and put these on.’’ And with that, Miss Anna handed him a pair of fishnets, a slutty short skirt,  a tight-fitting top, and a bra and thong to wear underneath. She made him slip into her high heels and off they went.

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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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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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Quack & Wack

Posted 1 month ago by Diana

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

Hey babes. Do you like to quack while you’re wacking it? Because I want to tell you all about a very hilarious and pathetic loser I talked to last week. First, guy slips into my dms and says he’s in a duck blind. Being a sophisticated urban dweller, I was like, what the hell is that? He told me was duck hunting and sent me a selfie confirming where he was.

I started laughing my butt off and and teased him about how he couldn’t even go a few hours without putting his hands on that gooner cock, squeezing and stroking it. Even in the middle of Mother Nature!

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BBCuck

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Miss Anna was on a date with her neighbor. She didn’t think much of him, after all, he was very meek and very shy. It took him a year to attempt to ask her out, and when he did so he stuttered and dropped all of his mail on the ground. She reluctantly said yes, and chose the date and time to pick her up. She also chose the restaurant which was anything but cheap.

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Viagra and Company

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

“Kayla,” My name was a plea slipping from his lips. He looked over his shoulder at me as my thumb pried open his ass cheeks, and my other hand nudged the remote-controlled plug at his anus. “I really don’t want to do this.” It was cute that he thought he had a say.

“I know, baby.” I offered him a gentle smile and pushed the end of the plug till his ass accepted the toy. His whole body tensed, and a soft grunt was breathed free of his tight mouth. “I don’t care. Turn around.” He may be saying he doesn’t want to play my little game, but my submissive boy turned quickly to lie down before me. His cock was rock hard, though that was probably from the Viagra I forced him to swallow thirty minutes ago and not because I was about to diaper him and buzz his ass while we had company over.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

“Be a good sissy diaper boy and squat down! Fill up that diaper you bitch!” “Okay Madam Trini.” His filthy ass was so disgusting. I love humiliating my little sissy punk. We met about a year ago and at gay club downtown LA and it was love at first sight. They were having a lingerie party and he was that hottest sissy there. He wore a lace red robe with a red G-string that showed off his tight white ass. He wore red boots. His muscles were oiled down and sculpted to perfection. I’ve always been into white guys and he was the perfect type of sissy. I was set on taking him home with me and I got exactly what I wanted. He had a diaper fetish and I was more than happy to scratch the itch for him.

While he was filling up his diaper with chocolate pudding, I was face fucking him with my strap on.I wanted to see him gag! Throw up. “Suck this fucking cock sissy! You’re such a good boy. Make momma happy.” My little bitch love wearing all kinds of diapers. Luvs, Huggies, pampers, pull ups. You name it. After he was done Continue reading “Sissy Diaper Boy” →