Humiliating All The Losers Phone Sex

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You are such a loser. You’re probably over 30, live in your parents’ house, and you have never had a relationship that lasted more than a month. Is that right? Do you feel even worse about yourself than you did before you started reading this? Good. That’s what you deserve. 

You might be feeling a little bit of relief, though. Thinking that I might not know about the tiny little thing between your legs. But I do. Trust me, I know all about that. You can’t hide that from a woman like me.

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The Essence of Fetish Phonesex

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His name was Jean-Paul Kurtz. Half French, half German and all the way hottie. Rich as hell too, you could just tell. He oozed money, power and most of all decadence all wrapped up in a bow consisting of a designer suit, untucked shirt and a three-day beard shadow that would have looked Eurotrash cliche on anyone else. His woman, whose name was Mila was a sultry brunette with smokey grey eyes who clung to Jean-Paul for dear life as we sat sipping drinks and soaking in the atmosphere of Sweet Agony, a members only fetish club located somewhere in the Valley.
Monsieur Kurtz had first become aware of Rhianna when a friend of his bragged that during his session with Rhianna he had achieved levels of pleasure that he “never thought possible.” Or so he wrote in several emails begging Rhianna to take him on as a client. Now after several months of correspondence it was finally happening.

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Cum Into My Parlor said The Mistress to the Eunuch Phonesex

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That’s right, fly right into my web, little fly…you have nothing to fear from me after all! *giggle* That’s it, just sit back and relax in those soft silky panties of yours. You looove those panties, don’t you? And you have to wear those panties because the boxers and briefs that REAL MEN wear are too scratchy and harsh for your submissive little sissy dick isn’t that right?

Just look into my magic pendant as I twirl it before your eyes…just look at yourself in my diamond pendant….

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Welcum Back To Mistress Rhianna’s Cock Talk! Phonesex

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The following is an actual transcript from a Dark Web broadcast. Music Intro: Announcer: Ladies, gentlemen and  … ahem, wanna-be ladies, welcome to Cock Talk the show about … you guessed it, nice big thick pulsing cocks. And here is your Hostess with the Mostest ...Mistress Rhianna Knight!!!

Mistress Rhianna: Hey there faggots and welcome to Cock Talk, a show where we talk about cocks, assholes, fucking, sucking and possibly, if you are an especially good little faggot whorepimping out all your holes to the cocks of REAL MEN! That’s right. COCK TALKTonight’s very special guest is joining us all the way from Toronto, Ontario, please welcome … Christ, wait … hold on, what did you say your name was again slut?

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The Feminization of Todd Stanwick Phonesex Part 3

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Todd could hardly believe that he was standing in his father’s office, made up to perfection, with acrylic nails glued to his fingertips, flowing long hair extensions glued to his scalp and a padded bra and matching lace panties beneath a short skirt and a blouse which was unbuttoned just a hint so that the bodice of that white lacy bra showed. And the pantyhose of course. And the high heels that his mother had insisted he wear. His mother, who was looking triumphantly at his father, whom he had not seen in months and saying, “You no longer have a son! Meet your daughter, darling. Meet–TARA! She is transgender!”

She spat the word out with contempt. Through the mad blur Todd was able to perceive the look of shock and horror on his father’s face as he looked at him. “That,” said his mother, waving her elegant, perfectly French manicured hand toward Todd, “is what comes of you having the temerity to leave ME, ME of all women! And then you didn’t bother do be around for your son, did you? This is what comes from being absent from our lives. You have done this. Are you happy?”

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The Feminization of Todd Stanwick Phonesex -Part Two

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Todd Stanwick awoke and immediately regretted it. He had made plans to go out with his friends on a fishing trip that day so it was an unpleasant surprise when his beautiful mother shook him awake and with a cruel smile upon her crimson lips, said “Today is the day, Todd!” He rubbed the sleep from his eyes groggily. “What do you mean, Mom? Today is what day?” His mother narrowed her eyes as her smile, which did reach those eyes which were hard and cold as granite, broadened.

“Why today Todd–today is the day you are going to realize–your– dream,” she spat the last word out contemptuously. “Today is the day you are going to find out what it feels like to become a woman!”

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