Mistress Rhianna’s Worship Me Phonesex

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Yes, I know. I AM a Goddess and you are literally on your knees worshipping me. And you long to wear my collar. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I get that all the time, you pathetic loser. But are you really worthy? There hasn’t been nearly enough groveling and begging and following through on your commitment to serve and worship Mistress Rhianna. I’m not even sure about how deep your commitment to worshipping me is!

And make no fucking mistake, faggot, I am going to hold you accountable. When I say “jump” you are going to say “how high?” OR ELSE. Or else what, you ask? Or else, you will never wear my collar, you will never receive further notice from Mistress Rhianna. Because I don’t need you, you need me… because without me, your life has no purpose, no meaning. Admit it. You are just a whimpering, quivering would-be cocksucker and cum eater not even worthy of the spit you beg of me, let alone the privilege of being tortured and forced to suck cock in my fully equipped dungeon.

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Pray For More Phonesex

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You are in the classroom. Though you are surrounded by your chattering classmates, you feel alone and the silence is deafening. Torturous. Your mind is wandering in different directions. Am I gonna get suspended? Will my parents be called? What will my friends think? Yes, what will they think, your parents, your friends…especially your friends! You’ll be a pariah, cast out from your precious cliques, your social status ripped to shreds. Your formative years spent dateless and alone. The title of pervert forever hanging around your neck. The scarlet P!

I hold the strings, and I alone. You wither or flourish at my command. My word is gospel at this school. And as you know, I am a sadist.

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Mistress Rhianna’s Dark Dungeon of Desire Phonesex

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His eyes opened … groggy … tired … don’t pass out damn you, don’t pass out! Shaking his head hard, dislodging the cobwebs. Throat dry, drier than it’s ever been, the taste in his mouth bitter. Darkness surrounded him. He tried calling out, but no words sounded.
And then … clicking, he heard a clicking.  Louder now. Stiletto heels on a floor! Something was approaching him, someone … Out of nowhere powerful lamps were ignited from above bathing the room in a deep red light. Looking down at himself, he was naked and bound upright on some sort of examining table. A figure emerged. A girl … a woman … a vision in leather … pale skin … blonde hair worn in a wild mane. She spoke: “Mr. Boden, there is an adage you must learn to adopt … … that with pleasure comes pain and with pain comes pleasure.”

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When Man Eaters Attack: The Cross Dresser Phone Sex Part 3

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“What the hell,” Jeff said out loud as he sat at his computer trying to log into his Facebook. He knew he didn’t mistype. He entered his password again. Still nothing. Strange, he thought. Oh well he’d have to reset the password, no big deal. He selected a new password, “silkybottom12″ and pressed the enter key. All set. When his page opened he was shocked to see that unbeknownst to him a new album had been created, it was titled “The Real Jeff,” and it was filled with the pictures of himself in women’s clothing, from sexy silk slips to cocktail dresses, high heels, bras and panties and everything in between. “Oh fuck,” he said, panicking, but quickly calmed down when he realized that whomever had taken control of his FB had set the album to “private.” Deleting the album, he clicked on his “Activity Log” to see if anything else untoward had been done to his profile.

And there was, his contact number had been changed! WTF was going on??!

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A Night You Will Never Forget Phone Sex

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Most people expect a wicked woman to look a certain way. Usually they imagine that a strong, dominant, sadistic woman who will stop at absolutely nothing to gain complete and utter control over a man and get her own way *looks* the part.  How stupid some of you are and how I laugh! Yes, I have the face of an angel with long, golden hair and a sweet, seemingly innocent smile and manner and so you assume you have the upper hand…right up until the moment I have your arms bound tightly behind your back and you are crawling on the floor toward me and begging me for something. Sometimes I’ll  give it to you and sometimes…I WON’T! Anyway, as I was saying the misleading sweetness of my appearance serves me well because  unless you know me very well and very few people do– it flips you out when you finally realize the terrible truth of that old adage “Never judge a book by its cover”….

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Gag my whore mouth Phonesex

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I just wanna be fucked so hard my heart jumps outta my body. I want a man to man-handle me and put me in my place while he pins me down on the bed and makes me take every.last.inch. of his Big dick.

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Little Red Cock Rider, Young & Sweet: Accomplice To Ageplay Phonesex, Chapter II


“What? How?! If you’re not–“the little one gasped and crawled backwards away from the person standing between her and the exit. It was I, the Dark Princess, who had removed her beloved grandmother from this life and impersonated her in order to get Little Red inside the cabin. Beneath the robe I wore nothing, so once I had shrugged the fabric off my shoulders and let it spill around my feet, the moonlight that shone through the window illuminated my creamy colored skin. I can only imagine how I looked to our guest—let alone the man to which I played accomplice.

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Maneater Phonesex

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She slowly licked the shaft of his cock, then giving it a few strokes, made it reach full mast. “Now that is one giant cock.” She took it in her mouth once more and I could hear her sucking even from my vantage point.
She was on top of him now, her wet pussy gripping his big black cock moving her hips in a sort of circular motion. “Don’t cum yet,” she was saying, “let me cum first, I need to cum first.” She then lifted her right tit to her mouth and started sucking her own nipple, when she looked up and saw me watching her from the closet. A sly smile came over her face and then she exploded in orgasm.

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