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Bratty Phone Sex with Celeste

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I’m a bratty phone sex Asian slut, and if I don’t get what I want I get pissed. Yesterday, my car broke down in the middle of the road! And you won’t believe what happened then. As I reclined in the passenger seat with my feet kicked up on the dashboard, I felt as if I had been waiting for hours. The mild wind kept pulling the bottom of my dress up my thighs. I wasn’t concerned about anyone noticing how hot it was, and I couldn’t care less. Lying there in the heat, listening to music, I quickly fell asleep. I was in the middle of what I expected to be a sexy dream. When I was awakened by the most horrible loud beeping noise.

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The tow truck driver had arrived and was backing up towards my car. I sat up, irritated, and above all, determined to complete that dream. First, I watched as the truck came within a foot of striking my vehicle. Who was the fool they sent me? Second, he exited the large tow truck, stepped to the trailer, pressed a button, and the truck bed descended. The sound was harsher than the backup beeping. It was like nails on a blackboard. I swung open the door, stepped out, and stopped my heels straight up to him. I’m ready to give him a piece of my spoiled bratty phone sex mind.

He came to look at me as I approached him. Even wearing heels, he stood over me. He looked me up and down as I peered at his grease-smudged face. I began to whine about how long I had been waiting. He raised his hand and yelled, “Shut up!” I froze in my steps, unable to comprehend who he thought he was to speak to me in such a way. Following that, I opened my lips to speak again. He cut me off and shouted, “I said shut up, and get your ass in the truck.” I simply stood there staring at him in disbelief. Then he made a big stride towards me, scooped me up, and slung me over his shoulder.

He hauled me to the front of the vehicle, opened the door, and kind of dumped my pampered bratty ass into the truck. I immediately positioned myself, sitting up in the seat and securing my dress in place. He glanced at me angrily as he reached down to insert his cock into his pants and grunted softly. Anger surged through me, and I opened my mouth to tell him what was on my mind. He roared at me, “Shut the fuck up, you brat.” He reached for me, grabbed my hair, and yanked me back towards him, pushing my face into the driver’s seat.

I looked up to see his cock staring me in the face. His hand yanked my head back, and his other hand pressed against my jaw, widening my mouth. He drove his large, wet cock into my mouth. Hard and deep, not allowing me to take a breath. I moaned loudly and my pussy got so wet as he pushed that massive cock hard into my mouth. He repeatedly banged my cute little mouth. I felt it swell and twitch, and he drew my face down into him. He cried “Take this, you spoiled brat.” As he stuffed me with so much cum that it ran out around his cock. He threw me back into the passenger seat, like a rag doll. His big cock, still dripping with come, hung there; he put it away and climbed into the vehicle, starting to drive. Call 1-888-662-6482 and ask for Celeste to have your own bratty phone sex slut to roughly face fuck.

Pegging Phone Sex with Spencer

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I’m Spencer and I love pegging phone sex. The first time I ever used a strap on, it was on my girlfriend when we were fooling around and experimenting with our sexuality. But then I was online one day surfing a porn site, and I saw that you could use strap ons with men. This woman had a man bent over begging for her to fuck him harder with her strap on dick and I was mesmerized. Immediately I knew that it was something I wanted to do to a man. It wasn’t super hard to find someone to do it with. I went online and found someone. I even got him to buy the strap on for me. We went to the sex store and went shopping for just the perfect one and then we went back to the hotel room that he paid for. I was SO excited.

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When he got naked, I saw that he was even smaller than I’d imagined him being. I told him I didn’t want to see a photo of it because I wanted to be surprised when I saw it in person. It was barely more than a little nub of skin sticking out from his body. I knew as soon as I saw it that he was never going to know the joy of sticking it inside a warm, wet pussy because there’s no way he could ever even begin to get it into a cunt. Do you want to hear about what I love doing to men with strap ons? I’m ready and waiting to spill the tea. Oh, and make sure you have a nice toy to play with while we talk. It’ll make things much more realistic. Give me a call for pegging phone sex right now at 1 888 662 6482. Ask for Spencer!

Cuckold Phone Sex with Quinn

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What can I say? Monogamy was cute… for a while. And despite my effort, it turns out I am a cuckold phone sex slut. I’m a woman who thrives on attention — the kind that makes you feel like the only spark in a man’s otherwise dim day. My husband? Bless his heart, he used to try to make me happy. Now he exists: predictable, pitiful, always two steps behind whatever thrill I’m chasing. I leave lipstick-stained wine glasses and men’s cologne lingering on my skin, and he pretends not to notice. Or maybe he does — perhaps that’s part of the cruel little game we play.

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I don’t outright lie to him. I don’t cushion the truth. “Working late again,” I purr, slipping into something that’s definitely not HR-approved. He knows. Oh, he knows. I see it in the way his jaw tightens when I come home at 2 a.m., heels in hand, hair a little too tousled, positively reeking of a recent deep dicking. Sometimes I look him dead in the eye and ask, “Jealous? You should be. He gave me the fuck fest that I needed.” But here’s the thing — I love being wanted. Craved. Worshiped. I don’t cheat for love. I cheat for the chase, the chaos, the delicious gasp when a younger man realizes I’m not some sweet, neglected housewife. I’m the storm he didn’t see coming. The fuck he is going to tell his friends about.

My husband? He gets what’s left. If he’s lucky. Maybe if he paid half as much attention to me as my lovers do, I wouldn’t be out breaking hearts on a Tuesday afternoon. But honestly? I doubt it. Once you taste freedom laced with mischief, it’s hard to go back to vanilla. Besides, he knew who I was when he married me — a cuckold phone sex queen.

He just thought he could tame me.

Poor thing.

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Humiliation Phone Sex with Harlow

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God, I really love humiliation phone sex. Every call is unique, but one thing remains the same – I get to laugh at, make fun of, and just be mean in general to losers just like YOU.  Did you think you were going to call me, and I’d have to be a little nicer to you than the women in your real life? Oh, I’m not. You paying me doesn’t deter me from telling you all about what an itty bitty little cock you have. In fact, it inspires me more. Just think about it – if your friends found out that you’re paying a hot girl like me to humiliate you over the phone, what do you think they’d think? They would laugh at you just like me, wouldn’t they? See, I find that inspiring. To know that your friends would laugh but you’re still calling. You’re such an epic loser.

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When was the first time a woman laughed at you and told you that your dick was lacking in the size department? Or were you watching porn and you started wondering why your dick wasn’t as big as those guys? Either way, I still want to know about the first time you and your lil nub were laughed at in person. Did she try to hide it or was she just blatantly laugh at you? I can never hide my amusement when I see a tiny cock in front of me. But that’s not the only reason for a man to be humiliated. I’m sure you lack in other areas, too. All you have to do is get on the phone with me for humiliation phone sex and accept the fact that the only thing I will ever do with your dick is laugh at it. You’re such a loser.

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Small Penis Humiliation Phone Sex with Spencer

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I heard some guy getting some pretty heavy small penis humiliation live in the wild this week. This woman who I am guessing is his ex or cruel current girlfriend was talking to him loud enough for everyone to hear about his tiny limp penis. She was laughing to another woman next to her about how it only seemed to get hard when she threatened to get the magnifying glass to find it. Knowing what I know about small penis humiliation phone sex I am thinking he was probably hard right then. There was no way to no for sure, as it wasn’t big enough to give it away with a bulge. I thought it would be the most humiliating part for him, just her letting everyone know he was far below average. It wasn’t though, she started to tell the woman next to her how she was going to take him shopping for panties. That was what they were out doing, panty shopping. Watching this little guy sit there and keep his mouth shut while his face grew crimson red was just what I needed to turn my afternoon into an entertaining one. He just sat there holding her purse while she talked about his useless little penis.

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Findom Phone Sex with Tamra

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Let me be clear, I am a findom phone sex queen. I’ll elaborate. Being a redhead comes with expectations—fiery, bold, a little dangerous—and I never disappoint. There’s something about the way men look at me; they want to do so many filthy and pervy things to me, but they know they will never get the chance. It makes them so desperate, and I love it. I love that little flicker of hope in their eyes, the way they lean in just a bit too eagerly when I speak, thinking they might stand a chance. Maybe they do—if they follow instructions and they have deep AF pockets. See, I don’t flirt like most women. I command like the queen that I am. I tell them where to sit, what drink to buy, when they’re allowed to touch, if at all. And the best part? They eat it up. There’s something irresistible about a man trying his best to impress me, only to end up doing exactly what I tell him. Want a shot with me? Then, hand over the credit card, sweetie. Pay for dinner, compliment me correctly, and maybe—maybe—I’ll let them do my bidding again later.

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It’s not about cruelty. It’s about control. Power Play: I like watching them stumble over themselves, trying to please me, wondering what hoops they’ll have to jump through next. I once told a guy to polish my boots while I scrolled through my phone. He did it with a grin, like he’d just been invited into some exclusive fantasy. And honestly? He had. Taking advantage of men makes me laugh—not because I’m heartless, but because they love it. They want to be used if it means even a whisper of my attention. I give them instructions like gifts: wear that shirt I like, text me exactly at 9, and don’t speak unless I say so. When they obey, I reward them with a smile that makes their knees go weak. When they don’t, I remind them what they’re missing.

It’s all a game, darling. One that I always win. And trust me—there’s nothing more fun than playing with someone who doesn’t even realize that their money is already mine. See, I told you I would tell you what a boss findom I am. Call me at 1 888 662 6482 and ask for Tamra.

CFNM Phone Sex with Tamra

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I am the perfect chick for CFNM phone sex. Men always want to do as I tell them. Being a redhead comes with expectations—fiery, bold, a little dangerous—and I never disappoint. There’s something about how men look at me, like I’m a puzzle they’re desperate to solve but already know they’ll never quite figure out. And I love it. I love that tiny flicker of hope in their eyes, how they lean in just a bit too eagerly when I speak, thinking they might stand a chance. Maybe they do—if they follow instructions. Strip down and await instructions.

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See, I don’t flirt like most women. I command. I tell men where to sit, what drink to buy, and when/where they’re allowed to touch, if I will enable them to touch at all. And the best part? They eat it up. There’s something irresistible about a man trying his best to impress me, only to do exactly what I tell him. Want a shot with me? Then, hand over the credit card, sweetie. Pay for dinner, compliment me correctly, and maybe I’ll let you carry my bags after. It’s not about cruelty. It’s about control. Power. Play. I like watching them stumble over themselves, trying to please me, wondering what hoops they’ll have to jump through next. I once told a guy to polish my boots while I scrolled through my phone. He did it with a grin, like he’d just been invited into some exclusive fantasy. And honestly? He had. Then, when I make them get naked while I stay fully clothed, I can feel their frustration, and it delights me.

Taking advantage of men makes me laugh—not because I’m heartless, but because they love it. They want to be used if it means even a whisper of my attention. I give them instructions like gifts: wear that shirt I like, text me exactly at 9, and don’t speak unless I say so. When they obey, I reward them with a smile that weakens their knees. When they don’t, I remind them what they’re missing. Maybe if they have been good, I might let them touch themselves just a bit. BUT ALWAYS DO EXACTLY AS YOU ARE TOLD. It’s all a CFNM phone sex game, darling. One that I always win. And trust me—there’s nothing more fun than playing with someone who doesn’t even realize they’re already mine.

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Financial Domination Phone Sex with Spencer

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I had a very submissive man call me for financial domination phone sex last night. He said he had served another financial dominatrix for years but that since he had moved away he was trying phone sex. So we talked about what started his kink and about my personal kink involving financial domination. For those of you who are curious about it don’t play around with fire unless you want me to burn you. I will walk you through the fire though and take everything from you. You could ask Pete but I doubt he has a dime left to pay his phone or internet bills since I hit him so hard. I play hard and I get off on taking all from you pay boys. So if you’re looking for a barely legal Mistress with a big greedy streak call me now. And I hope that you don’t think that because I’m younger that I’ll go easy on you. I won’t.

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I think that being of my generation makes it easier for me to be a financial dominatrix. We want everything, we want it now, and we feel entitled to it. But the thing is – I think that me being me and looking the way I do, I really DO deserve everything I want. I really hope that you can get used to doing without. You’ll have a home still, of course, and you’ll have your basic needs met. But all those streaming services and cable? Gone. Boys nights out? You don’t get to do those anymore. All that money will be spent on me and whatever my greedy heart desires. Actually, I don’t think you can even call me greedy because how can I be greedy for wanting something that is rightfully mine?

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Bratty Phone Sex Princess Spencer

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Hi, loser boys. I’m Spencer and I’m a bratty phone sex Princess. How do you feel about submitting to a barely legal girl? Are you thinking that there’s no way a girl of my age could own you? Oh, you are dead wrong. I can have you wrapped around my pinky finger in no time. You’re toast when it comes to trying to resist me. You’ll know it the minute you hear my sweet voice. You’ll want to hear me say all kinds of filthy things to you, and I might. But if I do, you won’t be allowed to touch your pathetic cock while I do. I don’t want to hear you do that. If you absolutely have to, you can do it later after you’re off the phone with me. A pretty girl like me shouldn’t have to hear all of your gross grunting noises and moans. Yuck.

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I also really fucking love mean to  you in other ways. You know that pathetic cock I talked about a minute ago? I love making fun of it. I love telling you how useless it is and always will be.  I also love tease and denial. There’s just something really exciting about getting  man all turned on and then telling him no. It’s also fun to bring out a strap on and bend a so-called big strong man over and pounding him like a little bitch. Trust me when I say that I was born to be a bratty phone sex Princess. I might look soft and sweet, but I’m not – unless you’re a real man. And if you’re still reading this far, you are not. So just get on the phone and call me. I know you’re nervous but get over it. Dial 1 888 662 6482 and ask to talk to Spencer.

Phone Sex Goddess Harlow

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Do you love paying a sexy phone sex Goddess a lot of money to humiliate you, deny you, and maybe even cause you pain? My name is Harlow, and I am the woman you are looking for. And you should honestly probably be afraid of me because I am the kind of woman that you’re going to get addicted to. You might not think that sounds like such a bad thing, but I’m not the kind of Goddess who is going to go easy on you. If you call me for humiliation, that’s exactly what you are going to get – especially if you have an itty bitty clitty where your dick should be. I also love to cause pain to your cock and balls with some good old fashioned cock and ball torture. If you are someone who says you love pain with your pleasure, I think CBT is the perfect thing for you.

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But one of my favorite things to do with losers is a special kind of humiliation. Do you love financial domination? You are in exactly the right place. I will humiliate the shit out of you while you open that wallet for me. And I will humiliate you FOR opening your wallet for me and giving so generously.  It is so much fun to ruin you while I am getting everything I deserve. And I will get every single fucking thing I want, trust me. Whether that’s your money, humiliating you, or causing you physical pain…and more! I’m ready to use you up right now, so don’t you fucking dare keep me waiting. Trust me, you do NOT want to keep a phone sex Goddess like me waiting. You can reach me at 1 888 662 6482. Make sure to ask the dispatcher to talk to Harlow when you call.

Tease and Denial Phone Sex with Eliza

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Are you brave enough to try a tease and denial phone sex call with a cocktease like me? It takes a whole lot of willpower to practice cum denial when your balls are full. Your entire body wants to cum, but you must fight that basic urge. It is an entirely foreign concept to most people. You have to give all your power to me. Because when I do decide that you can shoot, it will be the most intense orgasm of your life. But you have to listen to me and be truly obedient. Just think about it, how does it feel to jerk your dick for hours and hours only to be denied any gratification? Well, if I am being honest, I really don’t fucking care how you feel. I want you to be miserable. You are only used for my pleasure. The more pain you feel, the happier it makes me. The more humiliated you are, the wetter I become.

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I want to see the anguish on your face because you need to empty your swollen balls, but I won’t allow it. I will make you do things you fantasized about. I will fucking degrade you and break you all the way down. I will make you know you are pathetic and useless. I will own those nuts, and by the time I’m done, you will be shocked by the things I made you do and how willing you are to do them. You might fight it at first, but once you give yourself over to me, you will come to learn that I own every drop of cum in your body, and I decide when I want to extract it. Call 1-888-662-6482 and ask for Eliza for the tease and denial of phone sex that you know you need.

Bratty Domme Phone Sex with Spencer

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Hey, bitch boys! I know that all of you weak little piggies are out there squealing to find a bratty domme phone sex girl to own you. Aren’t you? Well, here I am. I’m ready to use you in every single way possible.  One of my favorite ways to own you is with financial domination. Don’t you think a cutie pie like me really deserves to be spoiled rotten? I mean, if you want me to talk to you about your dirty fantasies, you’ll give me what I want. I don’t think that’s too much to ask at all. And if you do, then you can just go ahead and kick rocks. There are plenty of other men out there who are more than happy to pay me more than you are. If you think I need you, then you are sadly mistaken. Not only do I not need you, but I also don’t want you.

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The only thing you’re really any good for is being my toy. In addition to financial domination, I also love humiliating losers like you. If you’re here still reading this, there’s a pretty good chance that you have a tiny little pecker. That’s really not good enough for anyone, much less a size queen like me. But I’m more than happy to make fun of it on our call. I’m even willing to tell you all kinds of painful things you can do to it. Do you think you can handle a sweet looking brat like me? I can’t wait to talk to you so I can see what kind of domination would be best for you. And trust me – I always know best, so you should just be quiet and listen. Call me now at 1 888 662 6482 and ask to talk to Spencer for bratty domme phone sex.

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