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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Unleashing Your Inner Sophia! Feminization Phonesex

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I have had it up to HERE… *puts perfectly French manicured hand to swanlike neck*… with your ridiculous fencesitting, your refusal to admit that you desperately desire to be feminized! “Want me to put on hose and high heels?” “Should I put on a dress and go outside?” “Are you going to put me on hormones?” Like a broken record! And the answer, of course, lover, is YES. Duh! And YOU want all of these things too or else why would you ask? HUH?? Do you have any idea how fucking lucky you are to have I, Rhianna Knight, Goddess of Love and Beauty, the progeny of Aphrodite Herself, holding your life in the palm of my firm but delicate hand, guiding you along with my strong, controlling but ultimately loving and inimitably feminine touch? Of course you do. So stop resisting. You begin to anger me and you really shouldn’t anger a Goddess, baby. The Trojan War and all kinds of other nasty shizz happens when some dumbass gets too big for their silky panties and hose and angers The Goddess.

Then Mistress Aurora and I got together for Brunch a couple of weeks ago and discovered to our mutual amusement and anger, that you had been pulling the same thing on her!

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Ruin Me Phonesex

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Ruin Me“, he said. He was cowering beneath me now as I stood over him, the heel of my thigh-high stiletto pressing into his stomach. “Is this what you want,” I asked, twisting my heel hard, his flesh barely resisting. “Is it?” “Y-y-y-es Mistress.” “Speak up,” I spat out loudly. “Yes Mistress!” “Tell me what you want,” I commanded him. “Say it!”

“I want you to… ruin me!”

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The Mangina Monologues Phonesex

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Emma, the no good bitch had phoned me earlier that day, knowing full well that I’m in no way shape or form a morning person. “What the fuck,” I said into my Iphone, barely awake. “You know what time it is?” She then started blathering on and on, claiming she was going through some sort of sissy slut crisis and only I could help. Well naturally. I did after all create Emma, so to speak, transforming a disgusting, boring nine to fiver named Roger, afraid to even wear a pair of nylons into  a cum-guzzling, cocksucking sissy slut, who could work over a dick with the best of ’em, no matter the size, shape or color all while rocking a pair of sky high heels and amazingly gorgeous  bra and panty sets.

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CRASH Phonesex

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Sometimes, late at night, I get restless. It’s like an itch I can’t scratch. Maybe I haven’t had a good enough fuck lately. Maybe I’ve just had an incredible fuck and wanna celebrate, keep that high a little bit longer. Maybe it’s been too long since I’ve played an amazingly wicked mind game on some loser. Or maybe I’ve just completely mind-fucked someone within an inch of their pathetic life. Either way, whatever the cause, I’m sexcited, restless, right? So I grab the keys to the white convertible Daddy bought me for my grad present…God, it seems like several lifetimes have passed since then. And feeling an overwhelming desire for freedom, as quietly as I can, I sneak out of the house and into the garage. My excitement growing, I enter the car and stab the keys into the ignition. The engine turns on. My breath comes hard and quick. My heart is beating a mile a minute. I bite my lip as I slam my foot onto the gas pedal and lurch out of the driveway. I speed up through the Hollywood Hills. My nipples are stiff beneath the thin material of my shirt. I take a big slug of Jack from the engraved silver flask my friend and former lover Mistress Leah gave me as a parting gift. I go faster and faster, building up momentum. This is better than fucking. The stakes are soo much higher….

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Forced Cocksucking Fantasy Come True Phone Sex

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“Don’t fight it,” I said to him. ” Don’t fight your desires.” “No, please,” he said, whimpering.
His face, his mouth mere inches away from his deepest fantasy, his constant craving – a long, hard, thick, veiny cock. Instinct was taking over and his lips were parting, but he was still hesitant, still afraid. I was behind him now, my velvet gloved hand on the back of his head forcing him forward, “That’s it,” I said, “claim your prize.” Ya know, some people don’t realize that being a professional fetish mistress and dominatrix is a lot more than forcing slaves to spit polish your boots with their tongues, whipping guys across the  balls, putting their cocks in cages, tease and denial and reaming asshole’s with dildos of various shapes, sizes and colors.  Every now and then, I’m forced to serve as an armchair psychiatrist. Take this couple that booked an appointment with me last week …. 

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Forced Feminization Phonesex Part 2

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I already told you not to fight me. So just stop resisting already! Do I really have to force you to feminize when we both know that is what you truly want in the first place? Do I, do I have to FORCE YOU? Well then, force you I will! I have told you this in no uncertain terms. I will *make* you into a woman, a beautiful woman–a woman just like me. When I walk into the room, everyone takes notice and all the men want to fuck me and all the women want to be me– just like *you* want to be me! You can only imagine the power I wield simply by being me. But it doesn’t have to stay within the realm of fantasy. I can help you live it! So throw those ugly boring boxers into the trash because from now on you will be wearing the sweet, pretty, silky, lacy panties I have here for you. Come, lover…come get them. That’s it…surrender yourself to me and put on those stockings and heels…..Just give in.  Now doesn’t that feel good? Of course it does, babe….

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