Older men have always turned me on. I like a guy that knows what he wants, and how to get it from me. I guess that’s why I like Age Play Daddy Phone Sex. Those fantasies get my pussy so wet! One of my favorites is when Daddy shows me the ropes when I am younger. He cums into my room at night, and buries his nose in my pretty blonde hair, telling me how yummy I smell. Then, one night when he is watching me after I get out of the bath, he asks me for a hug. I am still all wet and covered with those little soap bubbles when I wrap my arms around him and press up against him. He picks me up and carries me to my room and lays me on my bed. That’s when he touches my girl parts for the very first time. His strong hand feels so good up rubbing up against my clitty. I couldn’t help but grind up against his hand like a little slut, begging for more. Daddy laughs a little, and tells me he is going to make a woman out of me tonight, but first he has to get me ready. Then he slids a finger into my tight, virgin cunny, and finger bangs me hard. I can’t really lie. It hurts at first, but Daddy makes it all better with his hot wet tongue licking my pussy lips.
When I’m nice and wet, Daddy unzips his pants and pulls out his thick dick, and rubs it up against my swollen, juicy pussy…
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Where are Mama’s weak, pathetic boys? I am definitely in the mood for some Sissy Phone Sex today. I want you to tuck away that silly little clitdick, and make you prance around in panties like a girl. I want to dress you up, and then take you out in public. Don’t worry. I’ll make you look passable. No one will know you’re really a boy. Ha! Maybe we should go to that seedy bar at the edge of town where all those rednecks hang out. They’re usually so drunk and horny that they’ll fuck anything. When we get there, go straight to the dance floor because I’m going to put some change in the jukebox and you’re going to dance to whatever faggoty shit I can find. Taylor Swift? Britney Spears? Ha! I don’t care. I just want you up there, shaking that sissy ass, really slutting it up and showing off your goods, because what you’re doing is advertising! That’s right, you’re getting whored out tonight. I’m going to go around, and talk to the men at the bar and see who wants a piece of my hot little whore…for a price, of course. Mama doesn’t offer up her sissy boys to fuck and suck for free. Cheap, yes. But not free. Well….Maybe sometimes. But not tonight. If these dirty redneck fuckers want to bust a nut in you, it’s gonna be $10 a pop. Ha! When this song is over, I’ll have some guys already lined up to fuck your whore slots, so head for the men’s room and wait like a good girl on your knees in the first stall. I know it is gross, and dirty in there, but what can you really expect? You’re a sissy, for fucks sake! If you had any fucking dignity at all, you never would have ended up as my whore, so quit your bitchin’. And it’s not like these redneck cocks you’re going to be sucking are much cleaner than that bathroom is, anyway. They might even want you to lick their filthy, sweaty hairy assholes. But whatever they want you to do, just do it, like a fucking sissy bitch ought to, because I’m not giving out any refunds. I don’t give a fuck if they want to shit down your throat, if that’s what they want, open wide, and don’t forget to thank them afterwards. I don’t want anyone thinking Mama doesn’t teach her sluts proper manners.
In your phone sex role play, I could be the co-worker that is always being such a cock tease. I’m always dressed slutty: Low cut blouses, short tight skirts. I am such a flirt. All talk but no action, and it really digs into you. You’re convinced that this little cock tease needs to be taught a lesson.
You start to plan it all out. In your fantasy, you are going to kidnap me on a night we both work late. You quietly follow me into the parking lot, and hurry up behind me when you are sure no one is looking. As you’re forcing me into your car, your cock is rock hard, thinking about all the exhilarating things you are going to do to me when you get me home.
You drag me to the basement, where no one will hear my cries. You rip off my panties, and stuff them into my mouth, gagging me. My wrists are tied above my head to the bed post, as I lie there completely naked. You contemplate what you’re going to do to me first, as you watch me fight against the wrist restraints. You’ve left my legs untied because you like to watch me fruitlessly kick and struggle.
You move closer to me, and my terror grows. You can almost taste my fear. The muffled screams make your cock throb in anticipation. You move your hands up to my chest, roughly fondling my creamy tits, moving the hard nipples firmly between your fingers, pinching. I wince and whimper, and plead through my panty gag for you to stop. But that’s not going to happen, is it?
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Come here, you disgusting filthy fucker. What in the fuck do you think you are looking at? Do you think you have any right to gaze upon me with lusty thoughts? NO! You have no rights. You are my property. Nothing more than furniture in the living room of my whored out life. Be weary, because once you lose you style and function in my decor I will leave on the street corner to become thrift shop trash. Look at you already losing form with your tiny spring poking out and that saggy scrotum! What purpose do those serve at all? NONE! Come here! Spread your legs, slave. DO NOT MAKE ME REPEAT MYSELF! I will drive my heel down upon your worthless balls so hard that your scream will only be heard by dogs! Do you like when I trample your worthless bits? When my heels stomp on your helpless cum drops? You smile. You enjoy it when I destroy your manhood one step at a time. Feel my stilettos dig and grind into your left nut as the sole of my other platform crushes your right one into a fine mess. Crush and grinding you until there is nothing left between your legs. Just a mush of what used to be your maleness. You are nothing but an ‘it’ now. A thing. Neutered. Having no manhood whatsoever. “You don’t need what’s left” I whisper into your ear just before you feel the elastrator snap around what used to be your scrotum. The rubber band biting hard into your flesh as your scrotum becomes cold and dead. You feel my strap-on pressing into your ass . You hear the wet plop of a severed scrotum as you feel the pop of my strap-on diving deep into your ass. I fuck you, as my new pet, mercilessly. You feel my breasts pressed tight against your back as I whisper into your ear “Welcome to womanhood, my dear”.