The Case of the Curious Clitoris Phonesex-Chapter 1

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“You have to relax now,” Rhianna said, her voice soft, yet commanding. “I’m going to insert two fingers.” Instinctively I dripped some warming lubricant onto her perfectly manicured fingers. “Give yourself to me,” she said. “I will have you. I. Will. Have. You.”

I watched as her fingers slowly massaged the clit of her latest client Maddy Lang, who Rhi affectionately nicknamed “Madame Curious Clit,” before entering her tight wet cunt. “How does that feel,” she asked. Her question was met with a groan of ecstasy. Naked from the waist down, perfect tits on display and kneeling between Maddy’s creamy thighs, Rhi said, “I’m going to kiss it now.”

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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 Mangina Monologues Phone Sex

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Emma, the no good bitch had phoned me earlier that day, knowing full well that I’m in no way shape or form a morning person. “What the fuck,” I said into my Iphone, barely awake. “You know what time it is?” She then started blathering on and on, claiming she was going through some sort of sissy slut crisis and only I could help. Well naturally. I did after all create Emma, so to speak, transforming a disgusting, boring nine to fiver named Roger, afraid to even wear a pair of nylons into  a cum-guzzlingcocksucking sissy slut, who could work over a dick with the best of ’em, no matter the size, shape or color all while rocking a pair of sky high heels and amazingly gorgeous  bra and panty sets.

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Mistress Rhianna’s Little Foot Slave Phone Sex

 

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How far are you willing to go to earn your position as my little foot slave? What are you willing to give up so you can take the coveted position… kneeling on the floor, worshipping my gorgeous, perfectly shaped and pedicured feet? Will you turn your back on your wife, your family and all the responsibilities and drudgery that entails and truly embrace your uncontrollable fetish for women’s feet, more specifically MY feet?

Whether encased in tight silky nylon or bare, my feet are in a class all to themselves … delicate, feminine and always well polished.I can see it unfold in my minds eye, me your beautiful goddess reclining on a chaise lounge, sipping from a flute of the finest Champagne, and my feet, luscious and bare, enticing you forward, making resistance futile.

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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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Is THAT all you got??! SPH Phonesex

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Seriously?? Is that all you got? Fuuuck! As far as I am concerned, a man with a small penis is good for only one thing…to humiliate and amuse me and my friends. Maybe you don’t even realize how pathetic you and clitty dick are. Because you know how all these years some “nice girl”, quite the opposite of me, has been telling you that ” aww…size doesn’t matter, sweetie,” and all kinds of other B.S to soothe your ego?

Well, guess what?  It is time for you to know the truth and I am going to tell it to you. SIZE MATTERS, baby! I only fuck guys with big cocks. And when a guy has a nice big long thick cock, the fucking is always hot. A man with a big cock just feels so fucking good when he is deep inside my perfect little pussy . And then there is you, you inadequate loser. Seriously, to think you can satisfy me with that little thing. I couldn’t help but laugh when your boxers dropped to the floor and I got a glimpse of that enlarged clit you call a dick. You must have to use a pair of tweezers to jerk off. And I know you jerk off, what’s the alternative for a small cocked loser like you? Nothing. The only action you’ll ever get is with Rosie Palm and her five sisters.

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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, those panties you have to wear because the boxers and briefs that REAL MEN wear are too scratchy and harsh for your submissive little sissy ass, 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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An Open Letter To Miss Stanford Phonesex

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Dear Miss Stanford,

You are ready. You are ready to leave behind your former false identity as a man and embrace your true identity as a woman. You are ready to wear a lacy bra, pantyhose and high heels every day. You are ready to be eye candy for men, to be the object of their desire, to provoke the masculine response in them that you will never again feel with that appendage safely constricted within that tight pantie girdle. You are ready for your soon to be ex-wife to see you dressed up as a woman. You are ready to feel the humiliation of wearing a bra in front of her….

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The Mistress of Feminization Phone Sex

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Some of my regulars here may have noticed that I haven’t been around as much lately. Well, that’s because I have been busy getting my new dungeon up and running. Actually to call it a mere dungeon is both an insult and an understatement. It’s more of a fetish emporium where I treat my lucky clients to my unique take on all things fetish. I specialize in every aspect of fetishism, from ageplay to Goddess worship to humiliation and hardcore sexual torture, but one of my main specialties is the exquisite art of Feminization.

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The Feminization of Stewart Kent Phonesex Part 2

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“This is it,” I said. “This is what you’ve been wanting isn’t Stewart? What you’ve been craving.” I was standing over him now as he crawled around on all fours, his ass in the air, a pair of silk panties clinging to his flesh… Inching ever so slowly towards his ultimate goal, his ultimate desire, the one he had hidden away from the world, from his friends and family, his wife … That one secret he managed to keep in the innermost part of his mind, firmly grounded for all these years in the realm of fantasy was about to become reality. “Claim your prize Stewart,” I commanded. “Yes Mistress.” “Claim it!”

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