I want to have Phone Sex with your wallet and fuck your bank account.

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Whats yours is mine. Think of it this way, pet. You could spend your money on just about anything. Things for yourself, things to improve your life, things to make you happy.

Or? Give it to me. I’ll spend it on frivolous things that i have a passing interest for, and mock you for doing it. Mm that’s right…whip that wallet out and let me fuck it like a virgin on prom night. You’re not going to do anything better with it anyway.

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Stealing Men Phonesex

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There he was, looking cute and delicious, sitting by himself so approachable and tamable. I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to see how far I could take it and capture him right there and then.

I didn’t think to ask abut his wife. What did I care? I wanted to belong to me now, his concerns prior where just a passing element, as easily forgotten as a puff of fresh air. The fiance part was delicious, I hope when he kissed her she tasted my cunt on his lips.

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Austra is punished for being an impertinent bitch Phone Sex, Laugh at me for being an uppity Bad Girl

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One thing you have to learn about domination and perfection? You cannot provide if you cannot take, pets. I’m perfect. Duh. But just because I’m fucking perfect doesn’t mean I’m more perfect then other people, I may stand head and shoulders beyond you old losers but trust me. There’s a pecking order for Goddesses.

I got lippy, uppity, and worst of all interruption with Randi(I’m such a bad girl). Do you know her? Plenty of you do, and here’s the thing, sluts. I could either submit to her and admit I wasn’t being an uppity cunt(and I am an uppity bitchy little bratty cunt), or, I could fucking take my beatings and cry (like a bitch) out for more and thank her for them.

Guess which I did?

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Forced into the Glory Hole Phone Sex

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Story time, sluts.

I once took a girl I was interested in, a little shy thing, brunette, glasses, the whole shebang, a real Velma, of course, the one kind of cunt I get interested in is the kind of cunt that doesn’t want me. This was towards the end of the school year, right around this time. A little bit of libation can lower any stuck up little princess into being a slut. So, I decided I wanted to get her nice and going. Luck would have it that the local sex store had a glory hole.

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Human Auctioning Phonesex

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I am a messed up person. I’m perfect, of course, but the sickest things get me off, and everything just makes me want more, every new height is a height well climbed.

As an example, I would love to sell you little slutt-butts off. I’m not speaking metaphorically. I would actually enjoy auctioning you as human chattle. Pick a site, I will pick out what to write, write it, and you will respond. Then pay me.

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Your cock is mine for Phone Sex

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There’s few things in life I like better then fucking. It’s my ultimate little pleasure, better then anything in the world because no matter if I’m domineering and leering over someone squirming, helpless and bound, or someone with their fingers wrapped around my throat and another one lifting my leg…I know I’m always in control.

That’s the thing really. Your cock, if its the fucking best dick in the world or something that would get mistaken for a particularly pathetic earthworm isn’t the magic wand. It’s just the key. My fucking key. To use for my fucking needs.

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Pushed to the Edge of Phone Sex Humiliation

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I like to use people, I know one could say sometimes that a person isn’t to blame for their actions, but trust me, slut, I am very aware of how much pain I can and do cause, how uncomfortable I leave you. In fact its the one thing you’re probably able to guarantee you’ll make me happy with you, is to let me use you and hurt you for my own fun and games.

You’ll let me use you like a little fuck toy, won’t you?

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The Privilege of Being Used by Me for Phone Sex

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Some people ask why I call them pet. I know its a colloquialism, but the thing is, we’re all owned. The thing is, pet. I rule, and I know I do, and you know I do.

I don’t ask you to love me, you’re supposed to. I don’t hold out my heel and command you to lick my toes, you do so because I’ve graciously not objected. Your families, your bosses, everyone owns you. The difference is they’re not me.

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Hateful Humiliation for Boot Obsessed Little Faggots, Phonesex for the Real Losers out there

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I know why you’re here, bitch. You’re a dirty little boot slut, aren’t you? That’s right, I can hear your little pea brain working away at fantasizing just how much you want to run your tongue over these pretty, shiny, black boots, to suckle on my heel, to have my toe grind into your lip. Just say it out loud, loser. That’s right. Beg.

“Please goddess, can I please lick your boots? I know I’m not worth it…”

Never forget how little you’re worth to me, and how you don’t deserve anything I give you. Worshiping at my feet is a privilege, one I think we both know, a loser little bitch like you,  could never hope to observe. You’re such a fucking loser.

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Nylon Subjugation Phonesex

844-332-2639 ext. 205

Sometimes a little cumrag is so funny I just want to torment them more then anything else. Degradation has so many forms, especially fun for me when me putting you down puts me up even higher.

Stockings are fun. So delicate, so feminine. So strong, too. Stockings tied around your wrists will prevent you from separating them. Around your ankles will stop you from walking. Wrapped around your head and through your lips and not only can you not speak..but I can guide you.

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