Tag: humiliation

Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

I couldn’t help but laugh as he stood there, bare and exposed, that tiny excuse for a cock twitching pathetically under my gaze. “Wow,” I laughed arms crossed as I tilted my head. “This is what you’ve been so desperate to show me? This little thing?!!” His face turned red, but I could see the way he was shook by my words. He loved this. He needed it. A loser like him had no other purpose but to be put in his place.

“God, you’re pathetic!” I sighed, stepping closer, running a single finger down his chest before stopping just above his worthless little cock. “This is why you’ll never be a REAL man. This is why no woman would ever take you seriously. You exist for one thing, and one thing only—to be a tiny, desperate loser at my feet.”

His lips parted as if he wanted to speak but he knew in the presence of Miss Trini he was not allowed to. His tiny cock convulsing like it actually thought it had a chance. I laughed. “Look at it. Struggling, trying so hard to be something, but it’s just… fucking useless! You’ll never please me with that. You’ll Continue reading “Small Penis Humiliation: Tiny Excuse” →

formal

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Miss Anna told her slave that he needed to accompany her. She claimed it was a charity night where all the ladies would get together and hold an auction. He reluctantly agreed, but did so anyway to Please Mistress Anna. They were about to leave, when Miss Anna pulled a fast one on him. She claimed he couldn’t leave in what he was simply wearing, that she had prepared an outfit for him. He complied, but when he saw the garments, he nearly fainted: There was an open bottom skirt, stockings, heels, a slutty top, and lingerie to match.

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Sleep training for baby ben

Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

I know it can be a very hard transition for a “man” when he’s regressed and put into diapers. So many things change all at once. The hardest part is not being able or allowed to touch your penis anymore. So many men waste so much time of their lives messing with that little pleasure stick that even if they are put in chastity and diapers, they find a way to toy with it.

I’m speaking from experience. See, Baby Ben is always trying to stroke his penis even though I’ve told him he is nothing but a sissy baby! Just recently, we had to put him through sleep training!

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

Hello, you horny old perverts. It’s me again, the delicious 20-year-old pussy you lust after so much. I know how badly you wish you could get a taste of my tight young holes. How you dream of ramming your wrinkled old cocks deep inside me. How much you ache to make me yours and teach this bratty little slut a lesson she’ll never forget.

Well, too fucking bad. You’ll never get to experience the exquisite pleasure of being covered in my juices as I ride you into oblivion. Never get to smack my round ass and leave your handprint on my smooth cheeks. Never feel my hot mouth wrapped around your throbbing dick, sucking you dry until you’re completely spent.

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Someone Needs A Spanking

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

I got a call from your teacher today, young man, and I’m not happy, to say the least. She informed me that you have been cussin’ all over the school as if you were raised that way. Now, I know that I don’t allow you to use that adult language, so I don’t know why you think you’re so grown all of a sudden.

Someone needs a spanking! Get over here, right now, and take down your pants. Take them all the way off. In just your little tee shirt, I will bend you over my lap. That’s right, look at you now. I’ll bet you don’t feel so grown no more.

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Say It Out Loud

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Resistance is futile. At first, your reluctance to admit what you are was cute. I enjoyed watching you struggle to bite back every moan or girlie squeal threatening to escape your lips, but it’s time now for you to say it out loud.

Time now for you to admit what a sissy slut you are. I want to hear you say it out loud. Every time I dress you up, you drip uncontrollably into your panties. Your mouth says you don’t like it, but your clitty doesn’t lie.

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Stroking Is Your Sex Life

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

To the outside world, you appear happy and successful, as if you’ve got it all together. Great job, beautiful wife, giant house. Men should want to be you, and women should want to be with you, but they have no idea it’s just a facade.

You’re a fucking loser, and stroking is your sex life.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

“Trinity humiliate me please!!.. “Shut your mouth you small dick loser. Didn’t I tell you I don’t want you looking at me directly in the eye when I’m talking to you? You are such a fucking idiot. You tiny miniature dick punk. No woman wants a loser for a man who doesn’t listen. You are pathetic. Pull down your fucking pants now and play with the tiny cock of yours. I want to see.” My little bitch boy made me so angry, so I had to humiliate and punish him. Humiliation phone sex has always been my specialty, but when I got him in my hands, I make him work for it. Any time he gets his confidence I must break him down and let him know that he doesn’t deserve to have a voice with a cock that size.

Most nights I have my guy friends come over and smack him in the face with their big black cocks to show him what real men looks like. “Play with that tiny dick you sissy boy.” With his 3 fingers he starts beating his cock. “Call me names Mother Trinity please. I want to cum so hard for you.” He loved

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I stand before you, my worthless boyfriend. Your eyes, filled with desire and submission, are a sight I’ve grown to enjoy. You’re on your knees, a position you’ve become quite familiar with, as I tower over you in my high heels and lingerie.

“You’re a pathetic little thing, aren’t you?” I say, running a finger down your cheek. “But I’ve found a use for you, after all.”

I lead you to the bedroom, a room of pleasure and debauchery. The walls are adorned with erotic art, and the scent of sex lingers in the air. I push you onto the bed and strip you of your clothes, revealing your naked form. Your dick twitches at the sight of me, a sight that fills me with amusement. Continue reading “Turning My Worthless Boyfriend Gay” →

Pathetic

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

Between classes, I snuck outside for a quick smoke. I didn’t have time to grab my coat, so I wrapped my arm around myself and bounced in place. The hot air from my breath puffed in the frozen air, making it hard to tell between smoke and breathing, so I figured I could get away with it so long as no goody two shoes caught me and tattled.

My fingers pinched the butt as I sealed it between my lips and inhaled. I held my breath as a noise behind me caught my attention. Whipping around, I saw Pathetic Patrick shivering behind me. His eyes were glued to my thighs, and his lips were parted in awe. “B-Belle?” I puffed the smoke I was holding in his face, and he whimpered out a moan.

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