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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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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Rope Burns~ Part Two

PRINCESS RHIANNA 1-844-332-2639 x 253
 
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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The Privilege of Being Used by Me for Phone Sex

844-332-2639 ext. 205

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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Sweet southern girl phone sex

~~~~Olivia~~~~844-332-2639 x 226~~~~

Don’t let my innocent look fool you.  I’m from the south and you know the saying “a lady in the street and a slut in the bedroom”.  I’m the kind of girl you can take home to meet Mom.  (…and if she’s not careful; will fuck Dad when she isn’t looking)  Down south we learn how to please at an early age and only get better with practice.

I’m open to suggestions.  I may even have a few for you.

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Dirty Boys Get Taught by Teacher Phone Sex

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What are you doing creeping around after school behind the dumpster? Ohh, are you a naughty little boy come out to sneak around and get a glimpse at any girls or teachers wanting to go out and get a little private time? Hoping to catch us smoking, catch us doing something far dirtier with our mouths?

Oh if you must know I was here to meet one of the construction workers, not that you’re going to tattle on me but this one Latino gentleman.. Oh yes, you won’t be tattling on me, I intend to prove it… Not expecting the teacher to be so strong, are you young man? Well boys don’t like having their hair pulled either, and I might let up when you get down on my knee’s while I get out my camera. I’ll be sending this to your mother if you dare breath a peep of what I’m going to do to you. I need to get ready for my date, you ruined the mood dirty boy, so get prepared to help me satisfy my man.

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

844-332-2639 ext. 205

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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Bachelorette Party Humiliation Phonesex

Fetish Phonesex
I turned your fiance into my cock sucking slut

As your bride to be’s Maid of Honor, I knew that I was going to throw her a bachelorette party to remember with some Humiliation Phonesex. I had invited about 10 of our closest friends  to enjoy food, cocktails, and adult entertainment. It is customary to have strippers at these things, but what she didn’t know was that I made arrangements with this stripper to have some real, kinky fun with her.

After the gifts and games came the real fun when the doorbell rang. I answered the door and there was a hottie standing there. Fuck! He was fine! He stood there wearing a police officer uniform and I led him to the patio where we were having the party.

“Look girls, our entertainment is here.”

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