Category: humiliation phonesex

Carly 1844-332-2639 ext 438

That’s right I did call you that. What? I wasn’t supposed to? Well, too bad because that is exactly what you are. A MERE EXISTENCE. Nothing more, nothing less.

Because That Is What You Are

And that is what you’ll always be. You see what you are is an alley way. You are a very narrow and small space that sits between two huge buildings that is dark and mostly houses garbage and worthless people. You make people scared and uncomfortable and that is why most people, people who are of worth I mean, avoid you at all costs. I mean I would because why the hell would I want to go near something that represents such bad?

You are the bottom of the barrel and you know it. You scream sadness and no soul even though you appear as if you have such life in you knowing damn well you DON’T.

And I am here to exposed that. Here to show the entire world what a complete loser and worthless POS you are.

And that is not hard to do because……I’ve already done it.

I mean just look at how you came crawling over to me like you were already owned by me and knew how to approach me. It’s because you did.

And it was all because you took that first glance. You did this to yourself sub. But, like I said before the truth would come out sooner or later. Right?

There’s no going back for you. Your mind is completely gone and your soul is absolutely no more. Your entire being now belongs to Goddess. And now it is time for your first task! Go into your room, lock yourself in there, get on the call and get to honoring Goddess, bitch!

 

Carly 1844-332-2639 ext 438

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You better behave for Mommy, Naughty boy won't eat brussels sprouts

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy had organized a beautiful Thanksgiving dinner and invited family over. She set the table, made sure the center piece was just right, and decorated the entire home so festively. She had planned this for weeks on end and made sure every last detail was perfect.

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Naomi 844-332-2639 ext 216

There is something I want to do with you. I don’t really care if you are eager for it, but being such a pathetic bitch, I know I can get away with doing anything to you I want. I want a Happy Little BBC Threesome with you, me, and a Big Black Cock.

I’ll invite you over first. So just you and me alone, knowing what is going to happen. I might dress you up in thigh-high stockings, a short skirt, and a pink bra under a white blouse. No panties, of course. We don’t want anything in the way of your BBC, do we? Look at you, all pretty and dressed slutty for your new lover.

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Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446

My Sissy Executive Toy is one of my favorite toys. I adore strong, powerful men. Men who make the big decisions and bear the weight of a company or corporation. Men who never show weakness. Because, to me, they are my toys.

They come to me with attitude. But stripping away their masculinity and putting them in stocking, panties, and frilly dresses fixes that. It’s the humiliation that comes first. Making him stand before me, twirling and swirling to show off how the sensual cloth flutters around his thighs. Maybe I’ll take a picture or two so he never forgets this moment. He knows what he is now. He is my sissy bitch.

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Ronnie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 443

After my spanking ordeal, word got around school that I was a bad girl and Mr. R had spanked me. I was only partially humiliated by this. It also kind of made me feel naughty, and I’m finding, I LIKE to feel naughty.

A few days after the rumors calmed down, Rebecca called. “Hey girl, I heard you got spanked by Mr. R. You need to be careful because he gets excited by it. Like REALLY excited. If it happens again, peek around the corner when he enters the back room, and you’ll see what I mean.” Her warning confused me. Did Mr. R get excited by giving spankings the same way I do? Was he touching himself after? I had to find out.

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Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

Ugh, I love my tea parties with my girls. At least once a month, we all get together and gossip over imported teas, cakes, and cookies of all sorts. We dress up and make a whole day of it. It’s something I really look forward to. However, I had to take Little Johnny to today’s tea party.

Zoey was hosting today’s get-together, and she had the most adorable petit fours laid out on the table, along with so many other tasty desserts. Johnny dove right in before we ladies could even sit around the table. He scooped up one and shoved it into his mouth, to my horror. I snatched his wrist and turned him while shoving his face into the wall. Zoey and the girls audibly gasped at his lack of manners, and I pushed down his pants.

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Bad Bitch Belle's Human Ashtray

Bad Bitch Belle 844-332-2639 Ext 444

I love smoking. Sure, it’s not good for you, and when pussies walk by, they gag from the smell, but you aren’t a pussy, are you? No, you are my little human ashtray. I’m so hot, and you are nothing but property, a butt receptacle. Crawl over here and open that disgusting mouth of yours.

When you waddle over between my long, slender legs, I laugh at how your pot belly sits on your thighs. I can’t even see your tiny little hardon even though you’re naked. Say, “Ahhh,” you dirty bitch.

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Wanna take a Peek at Naomi 844-332-2639 ext 216

I know what you want. You Wanna Take a Peek. Like a present, I am wrapped up in expensive designer wrappings, hiding the delightfully perfect surprise present hidden from you.

Have you ever been given such a present? Well, I would doubt it. You are not in the same league as I am. You aren’t even good enough to dream of being in my league. But, if you are a good boy, I’ll let you unwrap the present.

Not for free, though. It’s going to cost you.

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You'll Be Writing Lines

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

*Long, dramatic, disappointed sigh.* Come here. What is this I’ve found in your room? A pair of boxers? Where did you get these? You know that Mommy only allows you to wear panties because why? Because your little sissy button is too small to be considered a penis. Only real men wear boxers; we both know you’ll never be a real man. I’ve had to repeat myself one too many times, and now you’ll be writing lines for punishment.

Get over here right now and drop your pants. Mommy will make you stand in front of the big picture window in the living room. The one that faces the street, you know which one I mean? You’ll wear only this tiny pink thong and write your lines.

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Naomi (844-332-2639) 216

I want you to Worship My Stocking Covered Legs. There is just something exciting about having a man on his knees, waiting for permission, his eyes locked on my long, luscious legs. I give permission, but the orders are clear. “Start at the bottom. Use your mouth only”.

With your hands on the floor, you’ll bow down low, pressing your lips at the top of my black stiletto heels.

“More,” I’ll whisper softly, eyes locked on you, mesmerized as I see you debase yourself, bow, obey, while you lick my heels. Juices leak out of my pussy, the scent filling the air. I hear you sniff, inhaling my pleasure, driving you to surrender more to your task.  Your mouth will open as your tongue bathes the leather like you are trying to devour it. You dick bobs, the head brushing against the carpet. You moan like the depraved little slut you are, subject to all my whims. Continue reading “Worship My Stocking Covered Legs” →