Category: phonesex

Unicorn Races With Mistress Alexus and Mistress AlexTrans Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

You must be thinking, “If a Unicorn doesn’t exist, how can two Femdoms make them race?” Haven’t you any imagination? What good is phonesex if you can’t flex the rules of reality? Come sit for a moment and try not to stroke your puny cock as I tell you the tale of how Mistress Alex and I made Unicorns race.

One of our newest candy girls grabbed my attention with her demanding demeanor. As a welcome present to the wicked world of Candy, I invited Mistress Alex over to my southern California home with the promise of great entertainment. She accepted the invitation and asked what she should bring. “A few of your favorite toys and little else,” I replied. While she was visiting, I would provide everything she could need.

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Big Blue Balls

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Let me get a good look at those big blue balls. Wow baby, when’s the last time you came. I know I told you that you couldn’t cum without me, but you have a really bad case of blue balls. It makes sense though because we’ve been going pretty hard with the tease and denial stuff huh. Emphasis on denial haha. Of course it’s all my fault because when we talk you beg me to drain them, but honestly where’s the fun in that?

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Diapering My Boss

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As your newly hired executive assistant, I’m in your office (My boss), in your chair, with my high heels up on your desk. There is a big ripped-up box by my feet. I’m wearing a tight pencil skirt and a button-up blouse, but half the buttons are undone, and my heavy tits are threatening to spill out. There’s a big smile on my face as I sip my coffee, looking awful comfy in your chair when you come in. “Kayla?” You question with an unhappy look on your face. I smile even bigger and kick my feet off the desk to stand up. Then, I slap my hand on the box and lean forward.

“A package came for you…. it got kinda ripped up… something fell out.” I wiggle my eyebrows and hold up an adult diaper from the open box.

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XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419

I love being a Mistress, in fact, I love every minute of it. I am always fascinated and find pleasure in dominating my submissives.

But there was one thing that I loved above all else, and that is when sissy panty boys call me. There is just something about it that makes my heart race with excitement. It is like unraveling a gift, not knowing what is inside until it is revealed.

One day, I received a call from a sissy panty-boy. He was nervous, his voice trembling as he spoke to me.

‘Hello, Mistress Laylene,’ he stammered. ‘I’ve been a bad boy, and I need to be punished.’

A coy smile spread across my face. I knew exactly what he needed.

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Plugging a Diaper Girl

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Tommy’s Mommy said he was a handful, but I know how to deal with unruly babies. As soon as his mom was gone, I told Tommy it was time for a diaper change. The naughty little thing ladies down for me, and I pulled off the saggy diaper he’d been wearing all day. Tommy started asking about what games we would play tonight, and I laughed.

Tommy wouldn’t want to play any game once the plugging began.

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Ball Buster Academy

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There is an academy where women can drop off their lazy, disgusting Husbands for weeks at a time. All the paperwork is signed beforehand, and when the Husband steps foot on the Ball Buster Academy, all his rights are gone. He makes no choices while at our facility except to obey or be punished more severely.

The welcoming hall is one of my favorites. It’s where I spend most of my time during the day. We have a brand new member joining us today. Let’s walk through his first hours on campus.

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You fucking read that right.  You’re going to sit your little dick pathetic ass down in that chair and shut your mouth.  Neither of us wants to hear you say one single word.  I’m going to fuck your wife cause I can do it better than you.  She’s told me all about how that little dick never pleasures her.  You’re selfish with that tiny prick.  Real men make sure their wives get off first.  So, you’re going to sit there quietly like a good boy and watch as I take care of your wife’s needs.  I’m going to eat her wonderful pussy and pound her with my strap-on.  You’re going to listen to her scream in pleasure for me.

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Dear Diary,

Today I had some really hot foot fetish fun with my big brother’s friend Tony. He came over to watch the game and his eyes were glued to my pretty little toes the whole time. At first I didn’t notice how hard he was staring. But when I sat down on the couch and popped my feet up, it was sooo obvious what he was looking at. We were literally in the middle of talking and his eyes suddenly dropped from my face allll the way down to my pink painted toes.

Tony’s eyes got wide and he started breathing faster. I swear he was even starting to drool! Of course now that I knew he had a foot fetish, of course I played it up to my full advantage. I wriggled my toes and slid my feet a little closer to where he was sitting beside me. Poor Tony didn’t know what to do. The game was suddenly the last thing on his mind and a massive boner started straining against the front of his pants.

 

 

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Panty Pervs At The Laundry Mat

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The washing machine in my apartment building stopped working, and our cheap-as-dirt slumlord hasn’t even attempted to replace or fix it, so my roommate, Kelly, and I decided we couldn’t put it off any longer. We’d have to go to the laundry mat. I’d never been to one, and the idea of my underthings tumbling around in the view of strangers made me feel a little icky. However, it didn’t seem like I had another choice at the moment.

We piled up our laundry baskets, a bottle of detergent, and a plastic baggy of dryer sheets into the car, then raided my piggybank for quarters. Kelly drove us as I tugged at the tiny booty shorts riding up my ass. I had nothing else to wear until my things were cleaned. As we parked in front of the shady building with people loitering outside, I began to feel more uncomfortable. I didn’t know there would be so many pervs at the laundry mat.

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Our firm is full of high-powered female lawyers.  We wear power suits and fill the men around us with trepidation and intimidation.  In our firm, all the lawyers are women, and we only hire men for secretarial work.  Recently, we hired a new secretary.  He’s already on the right tract as he showed up wearing ladies slack, an ambiguous blouse, and ballet flats.  A week into his employment all the partners met to pull straws.  I pulled the longest which meant that I won and it was my turn to transform the male secretary.  He was about to become completely feminized.

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