Mistress Rhianna’s Feminization Phonesex

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Sitting in his office, drinking his second cup of coffee, surfed over to Google and started checking out some of his favorite porn sites. He’d been looking at porn more and more lately, he didn’t know why, also he was jerking off again,, he hadn’t done it this much since high school. Regular porn though, quote unquote got boring for Stewart, and more often then not, his triple X searches had a fetish bend. Today he searched for some various fetishes and it led him to this bondage scene involving two hot broads and some loser guy chained up to a wall getting his ass spanked. Losing interest in the scene, his eyes shifted to an advertisement inviting “LA Men and Women” to “explore their deepest darkest desires.” Clicking on the link took him to something called “The Pleasure Palace,” a place that promised to make all your dreams a reality. Sure, Stewart thought, uh-huh. Looking around the site he saw all that they supposedly had to offer their customers, foot and leg fetishes, bondage and discipline, something called CBT, S and M, and “the finest, most comprehensive sissification and feminization courses in the world.”….

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Jasmine’s Bound Phonesex

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You are bound to my four poster bed. I tricked you, didn’t I?  We popped open a bottle of Moet before the fireplace and drank toasts to each other from our crystal champagne flutes. I laughed and smiled –giggled even, like a little fool. Like that little fool of a little girl I saw you with today.

When I brought out the handcuffs, you thought we would just be having some kinky fun but I bound you up tight so you could not move and then, pulling off my black silk panties in one fluid movement, I mounted you. You could barely breathe. “I saw you with that stupid little girl today.” I said. “I saw you embrace her. I knew just what you were thinking. I could tell. I know you so fucking well. Your cock got hard didn’t it?”

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Let Them Eat Cock Phone Sex

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*The following story written by Emma Haven, Personal Assistant to LA’s Premiere Fetish Mistress Rhianna Knight*

I was uploading a pic on Twitter while waiting for my order at one of the more well-known chain coffee houses in the country. For copyright reasons I can’t say which, but let’s say it rhymes with “Carfucks.” Hmm, “Carfucks,” that takes me back to last Thursday with my new pal Big Bill and his big black cock and the not so little quadruple X-rated adventure we had in the back of his Volkswagen and oh sweet desert night with Big Bill’s big thick meaty cock pounding into my ass and oh YUM! But I digress….

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Even Then Phonesex

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For many years now, men, they fall under my power.  I began to notice this when I was but 13 and the school master, he could not keep his eyes from me and would become distracted when he lectured if he happened to look at me. Then he would pointedly NOT look at me. And once I had noticed this in him, I began to notice other men staring at me too, looking little bit startled when first they saw me and turning their heads to continue watching me pass them by. Also women, that up and down swipe of what I later realized was envy.

I would go home to our little house and gaze in the mirror, intently studying what it was about me that seemed to intrigue them so. Was it my lips which were full and sensual, yes even then. Was it my eyes? For truly even then they did have something in them that was hypnotic. They seemed as though there were deep thoughts going on behind them, that I was not merely contemplating trivial things. And indeed, I was not. No, even then, I was a keeper of secrets. I had to be. There was much that needed to be kept secret.

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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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Making You My Bitch Phonesex

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“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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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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Enter Jasmine’s Dungeon Phone Sex

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You know you want me. You know you need me. You have been bad boy, a naughty boy, deliberately so, because punishment and humiliation is what you crave. That in itself is pathetic but what else do I expect from total loser like you? And worm like you,  special little worm gets special punishment, yes? Not just any punishment though will do. No, what you crave is cruel, degrading sexual and psychological punishment that only I can provide. Yes, I, your one and only Mistress will have you crawling on your knees and whimpering like bitch, begging me . What do you beg me for? Oh maybe you beg me to stop laughing at you oh boo hoo poor baby–FEH. Or perhaps to laugh even more, maybe to spit on you or whip you harder, maybe to put on big strap on and fuck your ass senseless, maybe loosen your collar, maybe bark like my little pet Fido, maybe to finally let you cum because your balls are about to burst, maybe to let you clean my tall stiletto boots with your tongue.

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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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