Lie back my love. Trust me while I place these cuffs around your wrists and ankles. Now, close your eyes and leave yourself completely in my dominant capable hands.
Listen to the sound of my hands rubbing together as I warm the oil up in them. Feel the vulnerability of you naked and strapped down on my table. Focus on how the leather of the table is changing from cool to warm as the heat of your body seeps into it.
I have good friend Monica, we hang out all the time we can. Monica is opposite of me. She is sweet and playful and silly. I am bratty and devious and like to plan nasty things to do to Monica. Doing wicked things to Monica’s body is always much better when I have help from men like you who have no limits in helping me use her in many ways. I need an accomplice to make Monica scream in pleasure and pain. Are you man enough to help me?
You will come to me. Thinking what is about to happen is some fun alone time with a beautiful woman. Though this is true what is about to happen is not what you have expected. No, what you were needing was for it to be you and I together joined as one with your throbbing member deep inside of me.
What you will get is much different. You will arrive to me already hard in anticipation of what is to come. You notice a bed in the middle of the room. Though I am not sprawled out on it naked for you. You will see two others there.
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You begged me days on to take full control of your dick. You begged me to take full control of deciding when you get to fuck around with me. You begged me to take full control of when you get to release that spunk. I am a bit of a sadistic control freak so I have done just what you requested. You dick is mine. LOfuckingL. Continue reading “Phonesex with a Sadistic Control Freak”
My beauty is unmatched and soon you will fall victim to my magical seduction powers. Your mind is too weak to suppress your desires. You want and crave me constantly. I want you under my spell forever.
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A sissy slut called me the other day. He was long overdue! See this particular slut has a cum tax. He owes Princess Kayla ten little dollars anytime he cums. He was new to the findom game when we started and I was very lenient with him. He was so well behaved, keeping track of the amount and calling to pay his dues.
Then his cock put him under pressure. See, he let his cum tax wrack up to over three hundred dollars! And he wasn’t paying it as he should. For some reason, he was scared of me all of a sudden. Even after I’d been nothing but kind and sweet to his premature ejaculating ass.
Come to me, my dear. I know you have been searching for someone like myself. For someone who understands your needs. Trust me I am who you have been searching for. There is no one better to help you than myself. Do you think what are like is taboo?
Oh no, my sweet nothing is taboo with me. Pain especially not. I enjoy finding the ways that pain and pleasure collide. Each person is so different. Some people have a low tolerance and it is mildly easy to find that sweet spot. Others however have a much high tolerance.
I’m proud of my dark, dirty, and devious mind. On the outside, I am a clean and pristine Mistress. I groom myself daily until I am perfect. My physical appearance is immaculate. This is why I have such high standards for the men that dare to converse with me. I spend a lot of time beautifying myself and I’m not going to let some ugly loser have full access to me without proving himself.
I am Sweet Submissive Slutty Zoey. Look at me, deep into my eyes. Do you know how many secrets are hidden behind my big brown eyes?
Just think of all the deep dark secrets I have to share with you of my sexual exploits. You know I’m a dirty filthy slut who’ll let anyone do anything to me anywhere they want.
Enjoying a refreshing dip in a pool. Many have done this. On vacation, I of course made sure the hotel I was staying at had a pool. Somewhere for me to relax at the end of the day. One night I made my way to the pool. There was only one other man there.
He was sitting on the edge of the pool with his legs in the water. He did not even look at me when I made my way into the open. This was odd as my bathing suit let little to the imagination. Even a gay man would look and envy at the way my body is built though I was not there to turn heads I was there to swim.