Sex Kitten Lyric  1-844-332-2639  x247

Now that I think about it, I’m not a homewrecker.  Homewreckers want to steal a man away from his boring wife or girlfriend.  That’s not what I want.  I’m sure it is safe to say that she doesn’t even fuck you anymore, you poor poor boy.  You need to be taken care of.  She never takes care of you like I do.  You see, I’m perfectly happy being the girl on the side, your Mistress, your slutty little fuck toy.  Don’t feel guilty babe, you can’t help what you need and crave.  She doesn’t give you what I give you, does she?  That’s why you have me.

After we fuck, I am happy to send you home to her, your cock still wet from my cunt.  I know that sometimes, you let her suck your cock after it has been in me.  What a nice treat for her.  So what do you say?  Continue reading “Let Me Be Your Fuck Toy Phonesex”

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Hey you, I know what you are thinking “Not another home wrecking slut.”   But let me explain to you why I am different from the chicks.  What I can offer you that others cannot give you.

You see, you have these young girlie and bubbly girls who can ruin, wreck and fuck up your home with the instability and craziness they have to offer. Continue reading “Homewrecking Phonesex with Lyric”

MISTRESS RHIANNA 1-844-332-2639 x 253

Mistress,” he said. His voice quivered with nervous excitement. “I’m ready to be tamed.” One of my favorite things about being a professional dominatrix is administering discipline to my addicted slaves. He dropped to the cold concrete of the dungeon floor and assumed an all fours position. He was nude save for a spiked collar fastened tight to his neck and an ill-fitting leather jaco-strap attached to his cock and balls.

I entered stage left wearing a gorgeous cocktail dress, sexy come-fuck-me heels and brandishing an elegant walking-stick. Not exactly standard dungeon attire, but you know me … I like to change things up. Upon seeing me, he whimpered and bounced around. “Heel boy,” I said and he turned over on his back showing me his belly. “Have you you been a good boy or a bad boy?” Again, like the pathetic bitch he is,  he whimpered his answer.

Continue reading “Tamed~Erotic Discipline with Mistress Rhianna Phonesex”