My pussy twitched in unison to the sound of my riding crop across his chest. My nipples hardened as he twitched and lowered his eyes in shame. He dared to look me in the eye knowing that he is my slave and I am the Mistress. The thrill of his whelping flesh before my eyes and his instant erection from the crack of the riding crop creates moisture between my legs. “How dare you look at me when you have not been given permission to do so! On your hands and knees NOW!” I slowly walk around him with his eyes obediently lowered I run the crop down his back to his ass, now covered in goose bumps. Lifting my crop high I lower and the sound of it hitting his flesh causing him to twitch sends tingles through my body. I hear a sniffle escape his lips and I smack his ass again with displeasure. “Take it like a man and stop your whimpering or you will never be allowed to cum!” Giving him a third smack I see the small drops of blood begin to rise to the surface of his skin. His twitching cock responds to the punishment just like a good little slave. Grabbing the ball gag I shove it into his mouth roughly and I see a small drop of blood escape his lips. “It is going to be a long night for you. Never displease your mistress. Do you understand?” Nodding his head in affirmation I smile while retrieving a vice for his cock, one of the many instruments I will use to administer his punishment tonight. Renee is no where to be found and Mistress Tabitha is in rare form tonight.
Category: Phone humiliation
Domination Phone Sex with Nancy
A lot of people assume that a nasty slut like me just gives it away to anybody, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. Why would I give everything away? I like to make guys like you work for it. Don’t even bother denying it, you like it too. No man wants a girl who will just spread her legs for nothing, before I spread my legs for you or any other man I want to watch you squirm first.
I just love knowing that I control your cock, that I own it. I love knowing that you worship me and that you’re saving all your tasty cum just for me. If anyone is going to swallow a mouthful of your cum it’s going to be me, no one else. I am your goddess and don’t you ever forget it.
Leather and Loving it!
I got my first leather outfit this week! Bright red and HOT! I look so fucking sexy in it! I also got a little crop! That is a whip! I love the sound it makes when I slap it against my leg! The way it smacks against the leather is so sexy. Every time I hear that sound my pussy gets a little wetter. I wore this leather all day long. I didn’t want to take it off. It just feels to damn good! Now I know exactly what I need. I need some dick to whip! I knew just who to call. Micheal loves to be spanked. And when he showed up and saw me with my whip, he could not get across my lap fast enough. It actually turned me on to spank him! Then I made him clean up his mess. After all. If he makes my pussy dirty. Then he is going to clean it up!
Sissy Domination Phone Sex Sessions with Mistress Farah
I love sissy humiliation. I have a good friend, Goddess Levi, who called me today, to talk about this particularly pathetic sissy she owns, who is aptly referred to as Sissy Fairy Fag. SHE is the kind of sissy perfect for sissy domination phone sex, which both Goddess Levi and I so thoroughly enjoy. I laughed hysterically on the phone with her as she told me stories about her little piggy mascot. Now, I have trained and dominated many a sissy in my life, in fact I have several sissy servants, but her SISSY, is the queen of the sissies; queen of the fags; queen of the losers. Since Sissy Fairy Fag is somewhat of a house sissy to the women at my company, I have no problem telling you about some of her pathetic antics so you can shame her too.
Personally, I love a sissy who dresses elegantly, which this particular sissy does. However, when a sissy makes a mess in her frilly panties like a bad little girl, is not elegant at all. I cannot help but shame that sissy for being a pathetic poopy pants. Goddess Levi, like most of us dominant sissy mistresses, must shame and punish any sissy who cannot hold her business properly. Sissy Fairy Fag makes public messes, then sits in her own excrement like dirty girl. If one of MY sissies made a big nasty stinky mess like that, not only would I rub her face in it to teach her a lesson, but I would take pictures to share on our social media. We have Facebook and Twitter accounts perfect for public shaming of nasty, dirty sissies. Goddess Levi went on to tell me all about the humiliating tasks she has made her Sissy Fairy Fag do. As I was listening to her tell me story after story, I got aroused. Sissy humiliation makes me wet. And of course it reminds me that my clit is bigger than any sissy dick.
A sissy trainer is always on the lookout for new recruits. But, I dominate my sissies. I will take control of a sissy’s everyday life, even bathroom time. I will own my sissies, and outward signs of ownership will be shown. I am fond of bedazzled collars and leashes. My sissies will obey and serve me, however I deem fit, even if that means sucking dong and having sexual relations with my other sissies.` Sissies will seek my permission to do anything and everything. I have both phone sissies and real time sissies, so don’t think for a moment that if you call me, I don’t know what I am doing. And with that being said, don’t ever think you can dictate how our sissy sessions go. When it comes to sissies, you will do as I wish, and if you don’t, I have many unpleasant and embarrassing ways to break you.
HOT LAVA
I do not care who you are. You can be the hottest porn start or be in the best relationship of your life, but we all have those moments during sex when the worst can happen. Mine was with the first guy I ever liked really wanted to fuck. He took me out to this fancy place, super fancy place! I had no idea which fork to use. My linen napkin kept falling off my lap. I was so nervous that I got down on all 4’s under the table and bumped my head when the waiter picked up the tale cloth. He laughed and gave me a clean napkin and brought out a tiny glass of soda. It was like a shot glass! I drank it in one gulp, which was way to fast and I burped very loud! Strike one. My date has been so sweet. He giggled at me and told me it happens. Now the next part is crazy. Everything on the menu was in french, so my date ordered for me. He got some kind of soup and then lobster and steak for our main meal and then some fancy chocolate thing where he poured hot chocolate on the top and it melted to show ice-cream and fruit. Everything was so good!
But I failed again. I dropped some soup down my shirt and didn’t notice until it made my stomach churn. I went to the restroom to see that not only did I drop soup down my shirt but it left a stain. While I was blowing up the bathroom I was in a panic. I didn’t want him to think i skipped out so I tried my best to hurry. I think that soup made me lose a few pounds. I go back to the mirror to see sweat beading down my face and chest and beautiful big pit stains and under-boob sweat that my silky shirt was more than willing to show. Strike 2 and 3. I should be out… I did my best to freshen up and walk back to the table and put on my sweater. Our plates had been there for a while. I told him I was sorry I took so long I had a phone call. Then I saw my phone sitting on the edge of the table. Strike 4. We ate our food and thank god for the music, my stomach was making horrible noises. We finally left and I was all to happy. We went right to the valet and waited for the car. That is when he bent down and told me to lift my foot. That’s right. Toilet paper was stuck to my shoe. Just when I thought this night couldn’t get worse we got in the car.
After a quiet ride back to my place I asked him if he would like to come up. After that just went flying out of my mouth I was screaming in my head. When got into my apartment I thought I was going to explode. I told him to get comfy and Id be back soon. I practically ran to the bathroom. I spilled my guts from both ends. Hot lava was coming out of me. I felt horrible. But I changed my clothes and put my face back on and went to the living room. We started kissing, and touching and one thing lead to the other as I forgot about my stomach problem. I took him back to my room where I rode him and I rode him hard. I was just about to cum when I felt something else release. I felt horrible but he must not have noticed, or smelled it. I knew the moment he did realize it. He stopped moving. and I got up and ran to my bathroom. I was crying and got into the shower. Finally when I got out of the bathroom I was relieved to see he was gone. He did however leave a note. “Gwen I did not know what else to do so I cleaned myself with your sheets. Here some to get new sheets. Ill call you.” He left the mess on the bed with 100 on top of it. He never called. I never saw him again. But that is one story I will never forget.
Wine, candles and a subby little bitch for me
You would not believe how much shit I got this year for Valentine’s Day, but I suppose when you’re as hot as I am what can you expect? Now all I need is some poor little man who craves my attention to drink this wine with me and allow me to play some games… I did after all get some new candles. Have you ever played with candle wax? Hehe, you are about to do just that tonight. I absolutely love to be the one who delivers the pain of the hot wax, dripping in places you would probably never let another woman touch with such a fiery substance. Whoever told you that hot wax doesn’t hurt – lied. It hurts but if you want to make me happy you will be a good boy and allow me to have allllll the fun I want. And I am sure in no time you will grow to love the way the wax feels as it burns your skin… or not. Because I can make the wax hotter and hotter as we go along and don’t you dare tell me to stop! It is such a messy process therefore I do love an obedient man that allows me to play and inflict all the pain that he will be forced to handle. Once I have your skin nice and sensitive I will be making sure to take out some of my toys so we can play some more! Perhaps you would like to see how this riding crop feels, I know it has always been a favorite of mine… but today it is your turn to feel the pain. Pick a toy any toy and maybe if you’re a good boy I’ll let you lick up my cum from my perfect little pussy –but no more than that… did you forget that I am a Goddess who has no interest in fucking submissive little boys? I know you’ll still do what I say though, so go ahead and call me so we can play together!
Cuckold Phone Sex with Maggie: Are You a Lover or a Cucky?
Cuckold phone sex is a way of life for me. In my world there are two types of guys. The ones you fuck and the ones you don’t. Lovers and cuckolds. I have both in my life. You see I consider myself a hot babe. I’m the whole package: beauty and brains. I have the body to get the cock I want and the brains to never settle for cock I do not deserve. Size matters with me. I have this fellow doctoral student who wants to fuck me. Sure, he is good looking and smart. Qualities I like in a guy. But, he has a 2 inch dick. That isn’t even something worthy of being called a dick. It’s a clit stick. He has been persistent in getting in my panties. Actually, he has been a bit cocky no pun intended. Insists he will be the best fuck I have ever had. Such bravado needs to be taught a lesson in humility. I invited him over; let him think I finally caved.
I poured us some drinks, suggested we move things into my bedroom. I asked him if he had ever experimented with some light restraints? Convinced him it would be much more intense if I tied him to the bed. Foolish boy. Once I had him tied up, I walked over to my bathroom, and let the real man come out to play. A fellow student, but an appropriately hung one. This guy had 9 thick hard inches, making him about 5 times the man of Ms. Clit Stick. I simply explained the difference between a man and a sissy; between a cock and a clitty; between a lover and cuckold. He was the later.
I got the real man on the bed with me, right next to my little cucky. I swallowed his shaft, struggling to get every inch of him in my mouth. If you are sucking a real man’s cock, you almost never can get it all in your mouth. It is one of the measures of true manhood. Another measure is when he fucks you, it hurts. His cock is so big that it stretches your pussy and ass out. A little cucky boy a woman NEVER feels. If your woman says, “Are you in yet?” Then you should realize you aren’t lover material. I fucked my lover in front of my cuckold. Let him fuck my ass too. He did all the things to me my cucky wished he was man enough to do to me.
He didn’t seem to be enjoying the show. He was having trouble accepting the reality of the situation. When my holes were filled with premium stud seed, I squatted over the face of my captive cucky. Told him all he was good for was fluffing and cleaning up. Pushed that cum right in his mouth. Sat on his face until he was forced to tongue the jizz out of my asshole. My lover just laughed at him. Even tossed him a pair of my panties to wear home. It was a great night for me. I put a tiny dick loser in his place; got fucked by a well hung boy; and fed that loser my creampie. My cuckold likely didn’t enjoy his evening, but guess what? I don’t give a fuck. Don’t try to fuck me if you don’t measure up. There are only two kinds of men in this world. Lovers and cuckolds. Which kind are you?