Oh you pitiful worthless man, you thought that phone sex therapy with a woman like me was going to be a safe place for you to tell me all of your problems huh? Too bad for you that I turned out to me a major bitch with absolutely no qualms about hurting your precious little feelings! I mean come on cucky! Did you really think that I would be on your side when you told me your wife laughs at you in bed? Ummm hellooooo loser! I would have laughed at that pathetic little clitty between your legs too! Your poor wife must be a saint to stay married to a man like you! I hope that you at least spend a lot of money on her since there is no possible way you could have ever satisfied her with that tiny dick. I bet she cheats on you… I know that I certainly would, but I would do it right in your face and make you watch every second of it. My lover and I would laugh at you and when I compare his cock to yours… well cucky, we both know that yours is going to lose. Honestly, I’m the best phone sex therapist that you could hope for because at least I am honest with you! I told you the gods honest truth loser, no one wants to fuck your tiny little cock! You may as well embrace the cuckold lifestyle because you were so clearly born to be one. So my advice to you is to go buy your wife some pretty jewelry or a nice designer handbag, find her a stud or two with huge cocks to fuck, and be her good little clean up boy when she is finished fucking him. Really there’s nothing else you could do…
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I suggest phone sex therapy for you
Denied, Denied, Denied
I am here…but not fully. Don’t cum now…we’ve got so much more teasing and denying to do. If you burst you know I’ll never give you the chance…your opportunity lost for being selfish. Let’s not go there, shall we? Just sit back in the place you belong…watching but not touching, stroking but not fucking, and wishing and dreaming that one day you can have me. But don’t you remember? A Goddess like me only takes a cock that can actually please me, a cock that is big, impressive and shows the qualities of a real man…and you simply don’t possess those. You could never have a woman like me. I am beautiful beyond belief, my sexual desires and knowledge on how to please a man exceed any and all expectations you have of women…because I am all that and more. You already know that… I don’t need to explain myself. And all you need to do? Is sit back and watch me slip this big thick dick into my perfectly smooth pussy and fill it up with cum…maybe if you’re extra lucky I’ll let you slide your tongue in there to clean it up…the closest you’ll ever get to me…or maybe I’ll make you wait longer – just stroking that tiny cock. Denied, denied, denied.
I Become A Sexy Dominatrix For April Fools
You had gotten me good this morning with an ice cold bucket of water over the bathroom door, so I had to think up something good for your return home today with it being April Fool’s Day. I decide to go completely against my sweet and loving character and become a dominatrix for the night. I figured a strong willed man like you would take being ordered around all of about 2 minutes before you ordered me to cut the role play. Boy did I figure wrong.
When you walked in, I was decked out in my latex outfit – complete with riding crop. Your mouth dropped open. I ordered you to your knees and you complied instantly. I could already see your cock forming an impressive lump in your trousers. You began to speak but I ordered you quiet. I presented my boot to you and ordered you to lick it. I knew this would be too much for you as you tend to be a germaphobe, but you actually picked my foot up and began lovingly licking my boot up and down, even adding in a “Yes, Mistress” before doing so.
Your precum had begun to soak through to your pants, so I ordered you to take them off and sit nude at my feet. As you did, I was shocked by the size of your cock. Always impressive, but tonight you were so turned on, it had grown to mammoth proportions.
What had started out to be a prank had turned on me. You were actually turned on by my ordering you around and you loved complying with every request. I sit on the bed and instruct you to crawl to m e and eat my pussy, which you immediately do. For hours I instruct you on various things to do and you comply with each command, assuring me you wish to be my perfect slave. I was getting a bit heady with the power I was feeling.
Finally, I began to feel sorry for you. Your cock had been painfully hard for so long now, and though I do not touch you, but I allow you to jack off in my presence, showing me what a good little slave you can be before making you clean up your own mess with your tongue.
Hmm, Happy April Fool’s Day To Me!
Princess Pussy For Sale
Behold a most exquisite pussy, unlike ANY that you’re used to seeing. Gaze upon perfection in the form of a bald, wet kitty cat and ask yourself “can I afford it?”
I deal in currency of all kinds, but I prefer the finest cream of a long snake. If you don’t measure up to my standards, we can work something out in order for you to worship at my temple of excellence. NO, I do not mean that I’ll let that sad little worm anywhere near my honey hole, but looking ain’t free.
I fully expect to be pampered, to be showered in jewels and fine lace covering my supple titties and perky ass. I want rhinestone crusted stilettos laced up my ankles, and perfectly manicured nails playing with a diamond necklace twinkling next to matching earrings.
Only then will you see my perfect nails unhook my bra, shimmying out of it and wiggling out of my panties until I’m clad in stilettos, jewelry, and Chanel No. 5. Only then will I spread out on the bed and allow you to touch my supple skin, my pillowy tits, my puffy pussy lips. I’ll even let you stuff three fingers into my donut while you jack that pathetic penis to completion.


























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