The Feminization of Todd Stanwick Phonesex

JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 ext 262

It began casually enough. Todd was sitting with his mother, yes, his beautiful mother….  Her features were patrician and perfect with just that touch of strangeness about the slant of her eyes that changes mere prettiness to beauty. Her hair was long and lush, her makeup exquisite. Even lounging on the divan, watching television with her son, she wore a designer dress that clung to her slim but luscious body, soft, silky pantyhose and high heels. Beneath this, though Todd could not, of course see,  he knew from his furtive searches of her lingerie drawer, that she wore one of her many gorgeous matching bra and pantie sets. His mother always dressed to perfection, from the top of her head to the tips of her pedicured toes.

When the commercial for pantyhose came on the television, Todd didn’t realize the intensity of his gaze until he noticed his mother watching him with raised eyebrows and the vague disdain which was almost always part of her expression deepened into something very closely resembling contempt. “Son,” she said sternly, “why are you watching that commercial that way? It almost seems as though you want to wear pantyhose.”

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Mistress Vanessa’s Caught You Wanking Phone Sex

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MISTRESS VANESSA 1-844-332-2639, extension 232

I was putting laundry away and went into my son Will’s room. I opened the door and immediately saw my son lying on his bed with his hard cock out. He had his eyes closed and looked as if he was in total ecstasy as he stroked himself. I have to admit, I became aroused watching my handsome teen son pleasuring himself.

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The Tale of the Panty Thief Phonesex

 RHIANNA 1-844-332-2639 x 253

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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Surrender Phone Sex

THE DIVINE MISTRESS JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 ext 262

Lie down, my love.Yes, that’s it. Lie down and close your eyes. Your mind is being reprogrammed. Now open your eyes and stare. Now close them again. That’s it. Your mind is being reprogrammed.

Open your eyes again. Then close them as I reprogram your mind, as your eyes grow heavier and heavier and you relax and sink deep, deep, oh yes deep under my power, as you grow hornier and hornier, as you desire what I desire more and more. Yes, that’s it, my love. Lie down. You have no choice but to do as I say and you want only what I want. I am in control of your mind, your soul, your heart, your body, your cock, oh yes, your cock, my love. I am in control.

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Your Cotton Candy Phone Sex Dream Is Back!

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Hey, you super naughty sluts!! I’m back!!! Have you missed me? I hope so cuz I’ve missed you! For those of you that don’t know me, I’m the super amazing Teen Domme Of your dreams!

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Drip, Drop, Drip! Hot Wax Phone Sex

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I had a visit from an old lover the other day. He was my first fuck of 2018 actually. We hadn’t seen each other in several years but he was still hotter than hell! He loves to tie me up and I allow it as he is one of the only men I will let dominant me. We had an amazing time together reliving one of our hottest (literally) sexual encounters.

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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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Willow’s Cuffed and Stuffed Phone Sex

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I’ve been missing my hot detective Nick. We decided to meet over the holidays for a round of fucking. We were both horny and after sexting back and forth on Christmas Day, we were both ready for some fun. Nick texted me in the middle of the night and wanted to get a little freaky. He wanted to sneak me into his house and fuck me in his man cave, with his wife and kids asleep in the house!

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London Calling PhoneSex with Mistress Vanessa

VANESSA 1-844-332-2639, extension 232

I have lived in the States for almost twenty years, but I do sometimes still miss home, especially around the holidays. I was surprised by my husband for Christmas with plane tickets and an itinerary for a trip back home to the UK. What a thoughtful gift from a wonderful man.

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Making You My Bitch Phonesex

The Divine Mistress Jasmine 1-844-332-2639 ext. 262

“Sssss,” I whisper to you, like sound of serpent in your ear. You are asleep amid the sumptuous satin sheets and velvet comforter on my big canopy bed. You begin to awake as you always do–your body naked, spread-eagle on your stomach. You begin to stretch. But wait, there is something not quite right this time. You try to move but you cannot. You are bound tightly by the wrists and ankles to the mahogany bedposts. “What?” you say to me, still sleepy, still not sure what is happening. “What?” I echo, a cruel smile playing upon my crimson lips. “What are you doing, Jasmine,” you say as you begin to realize what is happening. “What the fuck are you doing?”

“I am playing with you,” I answer, moving closer to you but not so close that you can touch me. “Like cat with little mouse.”

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