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Phone Sex Brat Samantha

I get off on being a phone sex brat. I get so many calls every day from losers who I would never give the time of day to in real life. You all know who you are. I’ve probably told a lot of you who have called me that I’d never talk to you without the fact that you’re paying me. But even knowing that won’t stop you from getting out your credit card and paying me to talk to you. You know that that’s the only way you’ll ever get a gorgeous girl like me to talk to you, so it’s good that you’ve just accepted it. And that’s just the start of things. I don’t think you have any idea what you’re in for when it comes to me being bratty. I can hurt your feelings, drain your bank account, and ruin your life. Doesn’t that sound fun?

I also can get you to finally do things that you’ve always wanted to do – like suck cock and be fucked by a big black cock. Or get pegged by a girl like me. Maybe you want to go stand on the street and pick up clients and you’ll pay them instead of them paying you. There are so many things I know you’re dying to do so I’ll talk you into them. I will even talk you into things you aren’t exactly sure about, so beware of that before you give me a call. You’ll end up doing things you never even thought possible when you give this phone sex brat a call. So what in the world are you waiting for? You should already be dialing. So get on the phone right now and call me at 1 888 8 FREAKY and make sure that you ask to talk to Samantha.

CBT Phone Sex with Abby

One of my favorite things in the entire world is CBT phone sex. And being able to torture your cock and balls during the very best month of the year will be absolutely heavenly. For me, anyway. I don’t care if you think it’s heavenly. I only care if you’re in pain. Trust me when I say that I will be delighted as you’re moaning and groaning and yelping about how much it hurts when I tell you do to certain things to your cock and balls. I love it when you losers vocalize how much pain you’re in as I’m giving you orders. And the more you scream, the more it inspires me to come up with other painful things for you to do to yourself. Don’t get me wrong – I’ve got a whole repertoire of things that will bring you pain and bring me so much fucking pleasure.

I can’t remember exactly when I realized that I love it when men are in pain. I guess it’s probably just always been who I am as a person deep down. It’s never bothered me when someone on the other end of the line has been screaming and begging me to let him stop with the CBT phone sex shenanigans. In fact, as I said, it really does make me want you to hurt more and it makes me want to hear you scream my name while begging me to give you sweet, sweet relief. But you’re not going to get that when you talk to me. So, if you think you can’t handle the onslaught of pain that you’re going to receive when you call me, you might want to reconsider calling. I know you won’t reconsider, though. You think you can handle it. That is so damn adorable.

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Bratty Domme Phone Sex with Delores

Ok, so I’m sure you’re all like “what the fuck is this old bitch talking about?” I know – when you hear the word brat you equate it with someone younger. Well, I’m here to tell y’all that practice makes perfect, and when you’re an eternal brat, you just get better at it with age. I have absolutely no fucks to give. That’s a right I’ve earned in this life. I’ve also learned to have fun at every opportunity, even if it’s at your expense. So no, when I’m in the domme role, I’m definitely not that mean Queen protocol Princess type. I’m gonna have a truckload of fun with you and treat you like a true plaything. Our toys are supposed to bring us joy, so you can bet your sweet ass that I’m going to tease and torture you until I have tears running down my face from laughing at you so much. No worries – we can achieve this sadistic joy for me with some bratty domme phone sex, as long as you know that’s what you want, of course.

Look, we’re here for a short time, right? So it’s up to us to be here for a good time too. Honey, I’m gonna do everything I can to laugh, so be prepared to be humiliated in some way. Or many ways. I’m sure I can find a few ways you deserve it. That’s part of bratty domme phone sex – frequent reminders of all the ways you should feel like a loser in my presence. Are you up for it? Do you think you can handle bratty domme phone sex with someone who’s probably been doing it longer than you’ve been on this planet? I doubt it, but if you have a moment of courage and want to try, dial 1 888 8 FREAKY and ask for GILF Delores. I dare you!

Pegging Phone Sex with Brooke

If you’re a submissive little fag who needs a good pounding, then this pegging phone sex story is exactly what you want to hear! You don’t even have to lift a finger. The only thing you need to do is take it, that’s right and If you do a good job, I might even be nice enough to let you cum…maybe. I’ve got the perfect strap-on. It’s 12 inches long and insanely thick. It’s so thick that when you try to get it all in your hand with one grab, you might be able to touch your thumb and middle finger but that’s only if you have big hands. ha ha ha! It’ ‘s way to big for me to one hand it, but who cares anyway, right? All I care is that it’s, thick, has big vains as is as black as I could get!

Now, imagine yourself bent over tied down. Your ankles strapped into a spreader bar and your wrists handcuffed to the foot of my bondage bed. You can see yourself in the mirror that lines the wall behind my headboard. Your mouth is pried open with a cock gag buckled securely around your face and head. You have no idea how long you’ve been like that but your joints have started to ache.That’s when I walk in dressed head to toe in black, supple leather. It creaks softly as my hips sway, my spike-heeled boots making clicking noises on the hardwood floor. Your eyes travel up my body in the mirror. Knee-high boots, leather shorts underneath with fishnets that peak out of the top of my boots. I’ll have on a black leather bustier and of course the strap-on that brings it all together. That’s what I’ll wear while we fantasize on the perfect pegging phone sex call with me. I bet you’ve got your asscheeks clenched right now just thinking about teasing and trying to make it impossible for my big black dildo to penetrate you. But, don’t you worry subservient bitch boy, it’ll fit. The real lx question is, will I let you cum? Will I be too much for your tender ass to handle??? Let’s find out.

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Bratty Domme Phone Sex with Moira

I’ve always considered myself to be a rather shy, sweet girl, but this job has certainly started to bring out another side of me! My eyes were opened to this self-discovery during my first femdom call! I felt this fire run through my body, and I positively came to life! I LOVED being in charge and giving orders to the sad little sub man. But I also enjoyed watching him CRAVE MORE and BEG for it! That’s when I realized bratty domme phone sex was hot as fuck, and my red hair seemed to scream at me, “OBVIOUSLY you were made for the job Moira!”

I admit I’ve always known to an extent I had it in me to be a brat. My parents have good jobs, good enough that my Mum chooses her own schedule and can homeschool me, which has allowed me to do pretty much whatever I want around the house. I get amazing Christmases and birthday parties. Yes, I do some chores to contribute but mostly to earn my art supplies. So, sure, I’m a wee spoiled. I like getting what I want. But who wouldn’t???

And what I realize I want NOW are more bratty domme phone sex calls!!! Giving a man jerk off instructions or edging sessions where I am FULLY in control of WHEN he cums (and IF I let him, haha), not to mention being able to restrain him and then tease him, so that he has no hands to take over and finish the job…it’s EUPHORIC! Better than drugs! A dose or two…or more…of cock and ball torture to really get him riled up–it’s like it FEEDS MY SOUL! To see a man’s face crumple in desperate yearning, hear his whiny moans, and watch him twist in all sorts of uncomfortable positions just to get a look up my skirt–It’s such a high I think I’ve been transported to some other realm entirely!!!

Go ahead and think of a safe word, because unless you’re jammy, you’re going to need it! Email me your preferences first if you desire, IrishMaidenMoira@gmail.com, and I’ll take them all into consideration! ; )

Coerced Bisexual Phone Sex with Sybil

I can be mean. I can be bad. I can also ferret out the truth about some of you callers — the truth that you should be getting it on with other men. Ahhh . . . but maybe you need a little “push” from a strong dominant woman before you suck another man’s hard and throbbing dick. You may even need a big nasty type of push from a demanding Mistress who orders you to get down on your knees and open your mouth for another man. I am that Mistress, that dominant woman who will demand you give it up for the guys. You have got to call Mistress Sybil and we will talk coerced bisexual phone sex! You might come from a background that taught you “queers” were the absolute worst, that it is degrading for a man to be with another man, that it is sinful for people of the same sex to get it on. But there has always been that thing tickling the back of you mind, the fantasy of what it would be like . . . Oh yes, you wonder what it could be like. And what you need is to call me so we can have coerced bisexual phone sex.

I will tell you that you ought to be on your knees for another man. I will tell you that you need to take an enema and clean your asshole out for that other man. I will tell you that you have just got to lube that asshole up and then hold your ass cheeks open so another man can fuck you, can fuck you real good and real strong. Yes, you need to call Sybil and I will order you to let the guys have at you because I know that all throughout your coerced bisexual phone sex call, you will be diddling that cock of yours and that it will lengthen and harden and throb with pleasure as Mistress Sybil tell you that you are a queer at heart and have got to do it with another man!

Bratty Phone Sex Princess Piper

I’m a bratty phone sex princess to be sure! But, there’s a reason I do what I do. See, I actually like to be submissive, but often times guys don’t actually have what it takes to handle me. I have so much sass and I backtalk a lot. Most guys who say they’re dominant want someone to be this obedient little fuck toy and I’m having none of that. If you want me to submit and be a good girl then you’ve gotta earn it. That’s just how it is. If you can’t handle this sass then you can’t handle this ass. Period.

So, don’t be surprised if I respond to “get on your knees” with “make me”. Because I want you to make me. I like it so rough and sometimes the only way I can get it as good as I want it is to be a disrespectful little shit and make you progressively more and more angry until you lose control. Yes, that’s what I want, for you to lose absolute control of yourself and give in to your baser instincts. Give it to me any way you want to without worrying about if you’re hurting me or not. I might be a petit girl, but I have a high constitution modifier. You won’t hurt me, promise. And, if you do, I’m a little masochistic so I like a little bit of pain.

I’m only a bratty phone sex princess because most men won’t just outright give me what I really want. So, I have to provoke it and coax it out of them. I’d love to be an obedient submissive slut, but that doesn’t get me the results I want. Maybe that just makes me a power bottom but I’m totally okay with that. If you think you can handle me then give me a call, babe. Let’s find out. Dial 1 888 8 FREAKY and talk to me. Kisses for now, your dirty princess, Piper.

Financial Domination Phone Sex with Sunny

Step into the seductive realm of Mistress Sunny’s financial domination phone sex, where my greatest pleasure is to strip every last cent from you, my eager little pay piggies. I’ve honed my skills in seeking out the perfect subjects for my tantalizing control–those who gladly use their wealth to climb the ladder of life. But then, I gracefully enter the scene, making you willingly splurge on indulgences just for me. Don’t bore me with your tales of poverty or desires for a raise; instead, captivate me with stories of your amassed fortune and all the lavish gifts you plan to shower upon me. Whisper to me every little detail about your savings accounts, bank cards, credit cards, and net worth–for you see, darling, I am now your ultimate and exclusive investment. Surrender yourself entirely as I take full command over your financial prowess.

“I’m sorry, Mistress Sunny, but I can’t afford anything more than 100 bucks.” Your response makes me laugh. There’s no chance, and you best be prepared with an overdraft or a credit card, because 100 isn’t going to cut it, not even for one pitiful oink. You must inform me of your savings and your intentions with them – financial domination is no joke, and if you can’t deliver the cash, why should I waste my time? Imagine you’ve gathered a measly 500 – I’d sneer at you, exclaiming “500? That’s all?” before snatching it away. As your financial dominatrix, I’d advise caution with your spending habits. After all, you have limited options. Make your choice now: 1. Surrender all you have to me at once, or 2. I will seize it from you gradually. “What will you decide?” As your gaze lingers on my enticing physique and my luscious curves, you know that someone like you could never possess me. You’ll stammer and swallow hard as I extend my hand, mentioning my desire for new shoes. Bit by bit and dollar by dollar, I will empty your wallet, and you’ll relinquish every last cent just for the privilege of feasting your eyes upon me in person. You fully grasp that I am worth every penny, darling human ATM; I deserve it all because your sole talent lies in succumbing to my financial control. That is why you labour tirelessly at your job – because Mistress Sunny possesses lavish tastes.

You will eagerly hand over all you own, caught in Mistress Sunny’s web of financial domination. Naturally, I’ll permit you to pay rent, maintain a modest food supply, and wear second-hand clothing – only enough to keep you working and further lining my pockets with your meagre resources. The moment you cease producing money for me to splurge on or indulging me with costly gifts, I’ll be gone since your value is entirely dependent on financial submission. Numerous other devotees lack the funds required to retain a bewitching mistress like myself; hence, prostrate yourself and appease Mistress Sunny.

“You must comply with my commands as a subservient little piggie.” Take a moment to absorb what I’ve said. Now retrieve that phone and let’s manage the allocation of my earnings, cash cow! Let out an obedient oink when you call me. And remember, if financial domination phone sex excites you, don’t even consider neglecting a generous tip after our conversation!

Call me at 1 888 70 HOT4U and ask to talk to Sunny

Bimbofication Phone Sex with Samantha

Holy shit. It’s a good thing you called me for bimbofication phone sex because that’s pretty much all an airhead sissy like you is good for. You know that your place is on your knees in front of big, strong men, ready and willing to do whatever it is they’re going to tell you to do. They’ll surely remind you that your one job in life is to make sure that men are pleased. You will do anything and everything to make sure they are sexually satisfied. You don’t have dignity anymore…I mean, did you ever even have it to begin with? You’re a dirty whore by nature and you can’t deny that. I know the kinds of things a sissy slut like you have done, so don’t try to ever convince me otherwise. I mean, you’re a dumb slut who loved being humiliated. I know that. Hell, everyone knows that.

When you call me for bimbofication phone sex, we’re going to talk about all kinds of humiliating things. There are so many kinky, fun things a sissy whore like you can do and have done to you. Not all of you will be a match for my wit and intelligence, but I bet a lot of you will match my level of kink. You may even surpass me. That is only because there’s nothing a bimbo like you wouldn’t do. You have no shame, so of course you’ll be nastier than a perfect Goddess like me. And you can bet that I will be laughing at you a lot. I’ll be making you do all kinds of things for the simple reason that I know you will do it since you’re not shameful at all. Are you ready to tell me what a kinky bimbo you are? Call me at 1 888 8 FREAKY and ask to talk to Samantha.

Humiliation Phone Sex with Cassie

Humiliation phone sex is one of the most fun times a girl can have with some of her clothes on. You called me, told me about your tiny dick and expected not to be humiliated? That thing is more like a clit than anything else. And you honestly thought it would please any woman? Please. Think again. That small thing is the size of my pinky finger tip, and I am willing to bet that my finger would give me more pleasure than you ever could. There’s something about a man who talks a big game but has a pathetic sized dick that is a huge turn off – when I want to laugh when you drop your pants, you should feel nothing but humiliated, ashamed…hell, rub that thing like you wish you could rub my clit.

Do you have a magnifying glass? It’s beginning to look like I may need one to even see it to laugh at it – you sad, sad man. How on earth could you ever think that would do anything close to pleasing anyone? Is it even big enough for you to play with? Or do you have to rub it like I told you to? I’m pretty sure you would need tweezers to jack off properly. I think you need a reality check. You should sit down, spread your legs and rub that tiny little dick clit like a good girl – because you can barely call yourself a man. You get what you ask for – humiliation. I can’t even deal with you anymore – put that thing away and go sit in the corner. It’s not good for anything! You know that as well as I do.

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