“Get down on your knees, NOW!”
As I raise my whip I see the whites of your eyes. You feel the sting on your flesh as the sound of my voice meets your ears.
“Did I say you could look at me? Roll over on your back you insolent fool.”
I raise the whip high in the air and bring it down with perfect accuracy to meet the tip of your throbbing dick. Instead of going soft from the sting you get harder. Your nipples are responding to the feel of the leather whip being run across your skin, up your abdomen and to your mouth.
“Lick it like you would my pussy. If I should decide to give you the pleasure that is.”
Sticking your tongue out, you obey, longing for the feel of the sting again.
I walk around you and crush your dick and balls with my highly polished black stiletto boots. You know the spiked heel will soon enter your pee hole and shove so far down in your cock that the pain will make you moan with pleasure.
You know that the Black Widow kills her mate after she uses him for her pleasure.
You long for what ever it is I have to dish out and you will beg me for more before the night is done.
Submit to your Mistress.
Category: Femdom phone sex
Cocktail Party with your Goddess
We have so much fun when you call! You tell me you are not gay and you would only do this once, but come on. Don’t lie to yourself! You want to talk about having me dominate you. I can hear your desperate moans over the phone as I tell you what I’m going to do for to you. You want me to host a little cocktail party with all my friends. All six of us girls would sit on the couch while you’re in your corner. We would giggle at that little chastity device hanging down. Occasionally we would call you over to humiliate you. We would tell you to lick our shoes clean- maybe put the high heel down your throat and make you gag. You love entertaining us! Even if you didn’t though, that wouldn’t be our problem. You such a little faggot slut. I know how bad you want us to bring our boyfriends over so you can suck their cocks for me. Haha, it’s your perfect little fantasy to eat some cum! Have our boyfriend’s just soak your face in cum. Wouldn’t that be fun? You are such a cutie pie when you’re desperate!
Sissy Humiliation with a Femdom Phone Sex Bitch
Sissy humiliation is so much fun. I love when a sissy calls me. Sissies are fun to publicly shame . When a sissy submits to a beautiful woman, it is a wonderful thing to watch the relationship unfold. Check out our company sissy. She is such a sissy fairy faggot. She begged and pleaded for humiliation and has to even PAY for it. Can you believe that? This little sissy is so desperate for the attention of beautiful women, she pays to be publicly humiliated. I can hear you laughing at her. Our company mascot/sissy/pay piggy prances around in frilly little outfits after work, but wears a suit and tie during the day. I bet her co workers have no clue that once she is done pretending to be a man, she is pooping in her diapers and twirling around like a shameful sissy faggot. For this sissy, play time is at work. Her true self sings silly little ditties while completing humiliating tasks assigned by Goddess Levi and her band of sexy phone sluts. Our site sissy has been caught wearing diapers sucking on a big pacifier in a crib; donning a bunny outfit to serve her owner cocktails; prancing around the mall in a frilly little Shirley Temple dress shopping for pretty things for her mistress and herself and even in a piggy snout oinking like the little pay piggy slut she is. The stories I have on this sissy are endless. And, I can be far meaner, but this little piggy needs to pay up for my time to shame her more. She deserves public ridicule and perpetual teasing & sissy shame, don’t you agree?
Are you a little sissy boy like our company mascot? I will own you and shame you and you will pay me for the honor of outing you for the silly pansy you are. Let the fun begin!
Phone Sex Therapist Farah Uses Sissy Humiliation to Help a Cocksucking Faggot
As a phone sex therapist, I help countless callers work through their fetishes, dark desires; even help them admit to the lifestyles they are fighting to suppress. I talk to a lot of sissies, bisexuals, sexual deviants and homosexuals. Most men after a few phone sessions accept who they are and embrace their quirks, but every now and again, for the sake of progress, I am forced to out a caller for his own good. Take Brendan for example. He is a sissy faggot, closeted homosexual from a small college town in the Midwest. He loves wearing women’s panties and lingerie and trolling for cock on Craigslist and The Back Pages.
He refuses to out himself as a homosexual for whatever reason. I mean he is not married, no brats that I know of, so no reason to be in the closest unless he somehow thinks there is something wrong with being a pathetic faggot. Now, Brendan is a little bottom beta bitch, but look at him? That is no surprise. But he has no reason to stay in the closest. I am going to out him as the sissy faggot he is. Sissy humiliation is often necessary to help a caller understand there is nothing wrong with being a faggot. Not only do hot phone bitches like me thrive on having little sissy faggot bitches to play with on a call, but plenty of alpha men out there need their tight little asses to fuck. A sissy bitch is stress relief and entertainment for us alpha types.
I am outing Brendan for the cock sucking homosexual he is for his own good. He is too weak of a faggot and sissy. Phone sex therapy is not always pretty. But my methods always work. Before long, Brendan will be placing ads in Craigslist showing his face and giving his phone number to any man who wants to abuse his back door pussy. The first step in recovery is admitting what you are. Until Brendan can say “I Brendan ….. am a homosexual ” to more than just me, I have to do it for him. Some losers just need help embracing who they are. Do you need some help? Be forewarned, do not send me pics of yourself in compromising situations, because I will use them for therapeutic purposes, and shits and giggles.
Becoming A BBC Lover
He called and was so distraught. What was he becoming? His new boyfriend had decided to pimp him out to two big black men that used him like the faggot they claimed him to be. The were rough, chocking him, making him suck their dicks clean after they filled his ass with their cum. They refused to let him cum and made him their little cum dumpster, fairy faggot, slut. He loved it. He couldn’t stop thinking about it. His dick was raging hard and he wanted more.
As I sat and listened to him recant his story, my pussy got so wet that I sat fingering myself on my end of the phone.
He begged me to help him, tell him what to do.
I instructed him to get his vibrator, the one with the big bumps all over it. I told him to turn it on and shove it as deep in his ass as he could No lube, rough and hard like he had gotten fucked last night.
Listening to him cry because it hurt just made me even wetter. By this time I was finger fucking myself hard and fast, trying not to let him hear my pleasure.
I told him to grind that vibrator until he felt himself about to cum and then to pull it out, run it along his throbbing cock, cum all over it and lick it clean like the faggot he had become.
As he exploded so did I.
All he needed was permission to enjoy what he longed for, BBC and abuse.