Happy birthday bitch. I’ll blow off your dick for you.

Hey there faggot, didn’t get enough humiliation and degradation the last time you little pathetic pervert? Well don’t worry, for being such a fucking hilarious little pile of pathetic premature limp, soft perversion I already anticipated you’d be back for more. You pathetic little bitch. You spend all that time online stroking your little miserable excuse fantasizing about being told no and being taken advantage of because, face it, you’re a pathetic little faggy limp wristed panty sniffing lisping slut bitch. You look for beautiful girls to destroy you, and here I am, doing it right in front of the captive audience of all the little sluts and cunts I control just to give you the cruelty you know you deserve out of the kindness of my heart, stomping on your balls just for the fun of it since I know you’ll pay me with your addiction regardless.

 

You know you could see me naked, exposed, and you wouldn’t even have the nut to touch me, would you faggot? That’s right, you’d be scared, you’d be too fucking scared to touch me even if you thought I wanted it, you’re twice my fucking size and I could slap you around like a little bitch and you’d ask for more, wouldn’t you?

So if you don’t mind jerking and stroking your pathetic little limp member all day trying to make it hard like a real man, here’s my little gift to you, a nice filthy pair of undergarments, each soiled from the stains of sex and fucking, life, sweat, living, musky, unwashed, silken and crusty.

And I’m going to shove your face into it and not let you up, with my pretty heel on the back of your head, telling you try to stand up, and knowing you can’t.

But don’t worry. I won’t let you cum. I’m going to take everything away from you and leave you still wanting more slut.

<3

Austra

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Introductions are in order. You are beneath me. I am Austra. It’s a pleasure to meet me, I’m sure, and pleasure is what I deal in. I’m the girl your mommy warned you about. I’m the bitch you never had the guts to talk to. I’m the redheaded intelligent deviant that can fuck up everything for you.

I like to fuck. Every kind of fucking imaginable. Your body. My body. Your mind. Your life. Your soul. Your wallet. Your family. Your friends. Everything about you is something smooth, soft, and willing for me. You’ll find there’s no other ways about it, pet.

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What I love about Phone Sex Fucking

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Back again so soon luv? My my, you may just be an agreeable bitch. Since you’re wanting to gaze at me and know more, I’ll happily tell you all about me. But of course you want a taste. That’s good. Taste is important. How about a taste of the things I like.

I like to fuck. I love a good dick. I love to lick it and torment it, letting it get near to explosion but not pushing. I like to tie it up in shoelace knots. I love to bite foreskin. I love to fuck outside. I love to ride a man in the mud of his front yard and telling him he better do it fast and right, or someone will say. I love to fuck in married mens beds. I love to fuck their wives.

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Humiliation and Suffering

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The best way to learn your place is pain. Physical. Emotional. Mental. Financial.  Pain is a wonderful motivator, it allows you to go further then your comfort zone. When you move past your level, your comfort zone, your standard, you can learn new kinds of pleasure. New ways to go further, and new, taboo, desires.

I want all of you to find every pleasure you can find. If you have to twist, have to break, have to feel torment? Think of the desires and the pleasures, the juicy, secret, wonderful mysteries that lay just out of your grasp.

I’d love to hurt you till you find them. Won’t you take a journey of tears with me?

Phone Sex I like

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Interrupting my schedule for a few moments, I thought for a brief instance I’d pause to answer a question I get posed nearly every time I go off to have fun with some slut or pervert before the games begin. You have to understand, even if it may be hard, that I am a wicked creature and filled with all kinds of dark, sultry needs.

I like to bathe in hedonistic pursuits. Intelligence is a must but I’m more then aware most entities out there aren’t as smart as me, and certainly none as beautiful.

You can’t possibly like anything I wouldn’t find some way to enjoy, even if you have to realize its about me. Not you. It’s never about you, slut.

I want to be able to follow my dark desires no matter what they happen to be and I do, no matter what you want I’m going to find things that please me. Your sickest desires are games for me. I want to wallow in deceit and fear, I want to suckle at the teat of depravity. I can be a perfect innocent little creature, but deep down?

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