The Tale of the Panty Thief Phonesex

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The Korean dry-cleaning lady was going on a rampage. She stood all of five foot nothing and looked like she fell off a dime store charm bracelet but at that moment, with her rage level reaching critical I wager she could have easily went the distance in a UFC cage. Now, don’t get me wrong being the personal assistant and closest confident to Rhianna Knight, the premier fetish mistress on the West Coast has afforded me with a very glamourous life, loaded with body shattering orgasms and of course closets filled with all the yummy clothes a sissy-slut queen like me could ask for, but getting screamed at by Mrs. Livingston’s evil twin was not one of them….

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Rope Burns~ Part Two

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The crack of the riding crop sent a shock throughout my body as it once again found a home on my lower back. My naked body ached. My hands and ankles were restrained tightly with a dry brittle rope, my heart was pounding out of my chest. I was with a complete stranger, bound and gagged. I should have been terrified… but my pussy was wet….
Yes, soaking wet with desire, not so much for the man I was playing with, but for the sexual pain he was administering. My safe word was HARDER and I wanted more … I wanted it all!

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Rope Burns Phone Sex

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… he leaned in close, his breath hot against my cheek and said “I forgot to get your safe word.”

I turned my head towards him my eyes locking onto his, and as my mouth formed a wicked grin I said,”My safe word is…HARDER“.

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Catfight On A Hot Big Cock

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My “boyfriend” had invited me over to his place for dinner. He’d given me the keys to his house and said “Just let yourself in, babe.” I took a moment to ponder this new and oddly romantic side that he was suddenly showing. It was uncharacteristic for sure. After all, this was the sick twist who pierced my nipples the first time we fucked. But I wasn’t about to knock it cuz I have to admit, this hot, hung sonofabitch had me from the moment he made me cum harder than I ever had in my life, which is saying something.

So I put on something slutty, drove over to his house and let myself in. The moment I entered, I heard the moaning coming from the bedroom upstairs. I ran up the stairs and I saw them. She had her back to me, her long, dark brown hair cascading as she threw her head back and rode his cock, her big tits bouncing up and down. She didn’t see me. But he did. He looked at me with his strange pale blue eyes and smirked. I totally lost it and grabbed the whore by her hair and threw her to the floor. She was totally naked….

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School For Sissy Sluts

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“Do you dream of shedding your skin, your identity? Do you long to leave your current reality behind and embrace something new, something true, something you’ve always felt was lying dormant inside you, just yearning to burst free? Do you fantasize about the touch of soft silky panties and the snug, reassuring hold a pair of sheer pantyhose brings? Do you look in the mirror and recoil at the sight of your masculine features and imagine that face, your face, feminized, your cheekbones accentuated by a whisper of blush, your eyes smoldering under long lashes enhanced by mascara, your lips painted seductively and your hair transformed into flowing feminine locks? Do you lie awake at night, frustrated, languishing, knowing that given the opportunity you would truly submit to your feminine side? Look no further, sign up for my Sissy School and allow me to make your fantasies into a reality.” 

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Sweet Agony at La Blanca~Sissy Slut Spa Day

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I was lying out on the beach letting the warmth of the south of the border sun revive my aching body. I mean seriously, I’d have given my entire collection of Manolo’s for a few “happy pills.” Looking over at my cell I saw that it was a quarter to ten in the morning when Rhianna came bouncing up all bubbly like with a Pina Colada that was bigger than she was. “Ugh,” I said. “How can you drink this early in the morning?” “How can you NOT,” Rhianna asked as she plopped her sweet and much admired ass down next to me. Taking a big sip from her straw she turned towards me and said, “I booked a little spa day for us.” I smiled as visions of hot oil massages, long luxurious mud baths, moisturizing facials, manicures, pedicures and hors d’oeuvres being served by cute boys wearing nothing but loin cloths and sombreros danced in my head.

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Sweet Agony at La Blanca Phonesex

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Having the privilege of being the close confidant and personal assistant to Mistress Rhianna Knight, one of the premiere fetish Mistresses in the nation isn’t all fun and games. Sure there is an endless array of sex, glamour, sex, excitement, sex, money and more sex, but there is also my day to day duties of message taking, picking up her dry cleaning, washing her car, sweeping her floors, dusting her furniture, painting her nails, and any other errand she asks of me. And I’m always more than happy to do it, as I owe everything to Rhianna. She was the one that took me from a boring nobody and transformed me into the pure hotness that is Emma Haven. So, when she said that a vacation is just what the doctored ordered, who was I to argue? Lord knows we both earned some needed time off and a little R and R. “If there’s a sissy slut equivalent to PMS I have it ten fold,” I said. “Seriously, I, Emma Haven the hottest, cum guzzling, cock crazed bad bitch in LA is not, I repeat not meant for the open sea!”

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Tease and Denial at The Nealon Motel Phonesex

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My life before knowing Mistress Rhianna was a series of ups and downs. Well okay, to be perfectly honest, mainly downs. Yes, it’s true, I was quite the pathetic loser when she found me… virtually friendless, stuck in a boring job, never having even left the smothering comfort of my mother’s home. And then as if by magic I experienced a glorious metamorphosis. Guided by her firm but always reassuring hand I made the transition from Roger W. Anderson, a dullard who walked through existence unnoticed into Emma Haven, the baddest, most beautiful cock crazed bitch on the West Coast.

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Tricks and Treats for a Sissy Slut Phonesex

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“I just love Halloween. What say you Rhi?” Emma, my first and to date greatest success story in the art of feminization was sprawled out on the floor of my living room carving a pumpkin into a Jack-O-Lantern. “Grrl, you zonin’ out on me again?”

“No, I’m cool,” I replied. “What were you saying?” I was reclining on my delectably luxurious and decadent antique chaise lounge sipping a Jack and Coke, my poison of choice, enjoying my night off.

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Ace in my Holes Phonesex

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There I was, lying on my back on his bed, completely naked, legs spread wide, wet with raw desire as he teased my pussy expertly with his tongue. His wife was asleep just down the hall….

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