Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399
Since it was a long weekend for the holiday, I decided to go commune with Mother Nature. As I planned my trip with my travel agent, I began to pack my things. This will be a very nice getaway. My Travel Agent booked me at The Hideout. It sounded very pleasant.
Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208
Sometimes it feels like my clients are more fucking obsessed with panties than any girl I’ve ever met. They want to sniff them, wear them, hoard them! It’s insane how many times I’ve heard cross-dressing and sissy clients alike lament over purging their pantie stash.
One honey little fucker called me the other day, nearly in tears. “I just want to feel sexy and cum in a pair of panties!” He sniffled as my eyes rolled back into my head.
Jade 1-844-332-2639 Ext 371
After my late-night conference, I needed to relax. I headed to the bar at the hotel to relax and unwind. As I was sitting in the booth, he came up and offered to buy me a drink. I just smiled and said no thank you and he left.
A few minutes later this gentleman walked in, He looked so lonely. I waited for him to get settled into his booth then I sent him a drink. He raised his glass and thanked me. I motioned for him to come over. He smiled gently and accepted.
TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349
You’ve been a male sub in my home for a few weeks now. Are you finding comfort in your servitude? I’m happy to hear you’ve adjusted well to being a doormat. You never even ask for your clothing anymore, and I know a few of my gal pals have been kind enough to put you to use.
It’s now time for your MALE PERFORMANCE review. You’ll step into the dining room, nude, of course, hands behind your back and your eyes down. Three of my friends and I are at the dining table; we’re here to evaluate your service. Ready to begin?
Alex 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 425
I know for a fact you turn and toss in bed all night, restless and unwilling to fall asleep with your balls so terribly full of cum. There is a might in the back of your head telling you to take that cock in between your hands and allow yourself a release. Mistress told you not to, but what is the fun in doing what you’re told? Sure, it will be fun in the moment. I don’t doubt that. But what happens when you come to me and that desperation in your voice is a little… lacklustre. Obviously, you will have every excuse Under the Sun, but I have heard them all before. Thus, I am not interested in hearing you out.
Vivian 844-332-2639 Ext.254
My ad looking for a personal asslicker was only up for a few minutes and I was being deluded with phone calls. Both men and women were applying. People from all over the country were responding and I even got a few calls from the other side of the world. I wasn’t surprised in the least. I have a perfect ass and there are plenty of ass licking aficionados out there.
My requirements were simple. I am looking for someone passionate about asslicking. Someone that loves the smell and taste of a woman. I need someone who can lick my ass enthusiastically for hours. They also need to be not only into ass worship but anal as well.
As I sifted through voicemails there were a few standouts. Their hunger and desire both amused me and turned me on. My pretty puckered asshole trembled with need. They were begging for the opportunity to show me their asslicking skills. My asshole began to throb and I knew it needed a wet soft tongue to fill it soon. I began to call my favorite asslicking candidates to schedule their auditions. Continue reading “My Personal Asslicker”
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”
XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419
Sitting at the noisy bar with several of her girlfriends, Mistress Laylene’s eyes wandered from the conservation to a table of attractive guys. But she could not take her eyes off one, as she bit her lip and smiled to herself. Mmmm, he will be perfect. Tom was a well-to-do executive who hung with his college friends at their favorite bar, but he tended to be a bit of an outsider to them. Laylene picked up on this. His demeanor was a bit more gentle and he had a certain sway to the way he moved his ass. Almost swishing about along with a gentle almost limp wristed way he picked up his drinks, and his mozzarella sticks with almost dainty bites.
Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208
Ever since I was young, I’ve been the kind of woman who wanted the things I was told I couldn’t have. The high-paying career that crushes most men’s salary, the dangerously fast car that is too powerful for little old Francie. I don’t know what it is about being told I can’t have something that makes me desire it so much more. And now, I want another woman’s husband because he told me he’d never cheat on her.
Never say never. I always take what I want.
Trans 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.
Continue reading “Unicorn Races With Mistress Alexus and Mistress Alex”