Category: phone sex losers

XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419

You are definitely gonna need to catch up with part 1 first – so click here before you go on.

So the weeks and months went by as Mistress Laylene and her girls searched bars throughout the town. Luring in all the males that were left dazed by their sheer beauty. While hundreds were coming in, all being given the same treatment as Tom/ Tami. As Mistress Laylene drove from bar to bar, a shiver ran down her spine and her panties became damp. Wielding such powerful control over all pathetic loser males, attracted to her sheer beauty. She laughed wickedly as to how easily her plan was working, to decimate these small towns, of all males. Long ago Laylene had been done so wrong by males in her relationships that she had promised herself there would be revenge. The wrath of Laylene was in full motion, with no stopping it.

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I'm Watching You Loser

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

You sulk around as if you are invisible, but you aren’t. I’m fucking watching you, loser. Men like you think no one notices you as you gawk at pretty girls or, worse, take pictures of them. Creeper pictures that you’ll jerk off to later when you’re alone. Thinking about how close you got to her. If you could smell her, how you would never be with someone like her. You disgust me, and you definitely aren’t as unnoticed as you think. Continue reading “I’m Watching You Loser” →

XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419

I have always been a bit of a thrill-seeker, someone who likes to push the boundaries and explore the unknown. So, when I heard about a secret club that catered to people with darker, more perverse desires, I couldn’t resist. I wanted to go on a kinky adventure, one that would satisfy my craving for the taboo.

The club was rumored to be in an abandoned mansion on the outskirts of town. It only opened its doors to a select few, those who were brave enough to embrace their darkest desires. I knew I had to be a part of it, and I was determined to find a way in.

After weeks of searching and researching, I finally found the entrance to the club. It was a small, unmarked door hidden behind a dumpster in an alleyway. I took a deep breath and pushed it open, my heart racing with excitement and nerves.

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Did You Lie?

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

One of the things I hate about men is how you can never really tell what he’s packing until you get him in the bedroom. I went out on a date with this guy I’d met through an app. We’d been texting for a few days, and I was seriously crushing on him. He said he was six-five with hazel eyes and an eight-inch dick. He sent a few photos, not sexual ones, but pictures of him with friends; in them, he looked taller than his friends. And so handsome… but did he lie about that last detail?

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

Peeping Toms are everywhere. You never get to see them most of the time, because they’ve gotten that good at being pervs. If a lady ever thinks her life is seeming a little tame, no weird guys hitting on her. Like, a hundred percent of the time it’s because she has become a target of a group of goons. It always sounds so eighties but I swear, it is still a thing. A lot of them do the classic peeping in windows or hiding in the bushes to watch ladies get in their cars or walk to work. Little stalkers.

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XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419

Therapist Laylene’s newest  – you will want to catch up on Part 1 right here before continuing.

Oh? You did what? My dad’s cock looked so interesting, but I didn’t know how to tell him, and I didn’t want to look clueless or unsure around him, so I played with my brother’s cock first.
Older or younger brother, I asked.
Younger. Much younger.
So, Polly is a molesting whore herself, and not just any kind of molesting whore, but the mind that molests younger brothers.
Tell me what you did to your much younger brother you filthy whore.
Well, he was sitting playing with his toys and I got on my knees, opened his legs, pulled his cock out of his pants, and started sucking on it.
What did you think of it, Polly?
I liked it, she told me. Liked what, I asked.
I liked the way it got hard and I liked the power I had. I liked the way it tasted. I like the way it felt in my mouth.
Did your brother like it? No, he didn’t.
Why didn’t you stop? Because I liked it, and I didn’t care about him.

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Mila 844-332-2639 Ext-220

 

Cum into Mila’s world, where I make sure you never have to worry about making decisions. I never said it would be comfortable, but you’ll always be sure to please me. Letting go of the reins is the best part of being a good sub. Your limits will be pushed, and your mind emptied. Good boys always make sure their domme gets what they want. Do you want a no-limits experience with the right lady? Here she is in the flesh! Many boys would be lucky to be in your shoes being offered this. Be grateful to your domme for them.

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Tessa 844-322-2639 ext. 445

You walked into the room for your 1st Sex Therapy session with Tessa.  You had this immediate frustrated look on your face, and demeanor as a whole. It gave me this innate feeling that we were going to delve into some tough terrain.  I knew something was up, or down more like it. You walked inside with your head down, which seemed to portray some type of shame or sadness.

I asked, “Hi! So let’s talk a bit about what has brought you here”. And then the walls started cumming down on you.  They were imploding. It was your time to be in the spotlight. You knew that at some point you were going to have to talk, it just felt so painful. I could sense it. You finally brought yourself to say, “My wife caught me jerking off one day in the shower, and has refused to have sex with me since”.

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Paypig

Laylene had always had a thing for controlling others, and stupid little weak paypigs were her favorite target. She enjoyed nothing more than seeing them do her bidding, and she made sure to take advantage of them. With a piercing gaze and a sultry voice, she would give them orders and watch in delight as they complied.

She found them easy to manipulate, and she loved it when they’d goon for her. Making them goon for as long as she wanted. After all, she’d picked them out with a discerning eye. They were weak and powerless, making them easy to drain of cash as they did whatever Laylene commanded.

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Extreme Phone Sex – you will want to catch up on Part 1 right here before continuing.

Well, tell us about that. Turns out she could only get two inches down her tiny throat. She compared herself to feeling like a ragdoll. I corrected her, Ragdolls don’t get fucked after all, or suck cock. But sex dolls do. Maybe it was a sex doll that you were. Or a little socket to stick his cock in, to be tossed aside and discarded when he was done.

No Laylene, and more tears. Why is this so upsetting, I asked. She had trouble responding so I moved our therapy to something a little easier, having her describe her underage cunt. Its look, its feel, its texture, what made it enticing, valuable, interesting.

Those details were amazing, and many breakthroughs happened. You’ll have to call me to hear about them, but we didn’t stop there, continue we did. And that led to my favorite part of any therapy session ever.

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