Mistress Rhianna’s Mindfucked Sissy Whore Phonesex

RELAX. BREATHE. And let the words “Sissy whore” enter your mind. You know that’s what you really are. And you know something else too…that you are my own personal sissy whore  with whom I play and fuck with whenever and however I please.  I’ve got you so fuckin addicted and owned and brainwashed now that you just can’t stop yourself from stroking yourself stupid to the thought of all the deliciously devious, deviant things I have in store for you.

Imagine me, smiling at you so sweetly and giving you a sexy kiss before forcing you to your knees and making you crawl across the ground toward that big, fat, delicious tranny cock. Your cocklette is hard just thinking about it right now. Submission to me makes you sooo horny that you will do whatever I say…it’s easy, like a reflex. So take that cock in your mouth, oh just the tip of it to start. That’s it! It only takes one taste and you’ll never go back. You will be Mistress Rhianna’s addicted little cum slut forever. Keep going, now...stroke it, suck it, lick it, fuck your mouth with that tranny cock.

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The Feminization of Stewart Kent Part 2

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“This is it,” she cried. “This is finally it. Now I’ll truly be a woman!” she crawled slowly, ever so slowly towards her deepest, darkest desire … a big, hard, throbbing cock. She grabbed hold of it and whispered “It’s all for me. Just for me.”Yes Silvia, it’s all for you,” I said, observing the scene as it unfolded before me. “All of this is for you.”

As her mouth engulfed her prize, she began to move her head with a steady rhythm that sent her fuck toy into the furthest realms of pleasure. “Not bad for a first time cocksucker,” I thought as she continued to slurp away on his giant cock.To think it was only yesterday that she, was a he …

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When Maneaters Attack Phonesex: The Cross-Dresser-Part 2

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“Are you ready,” he asked, his head poking out of the bathroom door, his voice cracking with nerves. “Yes,” I said, making sure to give my voice that innocent tone that makes most men drop their guard. “I’ve been waiting since foreveeeeerrrrrr.” “Okay, here goes.” The bathroom door slowly creaked open and out stepped Jeff, wobbling a bit in his brand new high heels, almost tripping. He paused a moment, steadied his feet, made some adjustments to his tight blue dress and pantyhose and stepped forward. With his composure fully regained, he did a 360 turn and with a big smile on his face asked, “Well, how do I look?”

“Stunning,” I replied with a smile that no doubt did not reach my flint-like eyes but, of course, he was too stupid and caught up in himself to notice….

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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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