Mindfuck Reprogramming Phonesex

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Close your eyes. Empty your mind. Shouldn’t be hard, idiot. Not much in there other then your own pathetic desires regardless.

You’re being strapped to the chair. Its in the center of the room. Everything is tied and secure, you can’t barely move anything, other then a small amount of slack with your hand upon your cock. You can keep stroking it. Who’d imagine a faggot like you couldn’t.

No door. There was light but you don’t know from where. And then the off blue stattaco glow of a monitor in front of you, your head is strapped down. You can’t move. Just squirm.

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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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Mindfuck Reprogramming

Close your eyes. Empty your mind. Shouldn’t be hard, idiot. Not much in there other then your own pathetic desires regardless.

You’re being strapped to the chair. Its in the center of the room. Everything is tied and secure, you can’t barely move anything, other then a small amount of slack with your hand upon your cock. You can keep stroking it. Who’d imagine a faggot like you couldn’t.

No door. There was light but you don’t know from where. And then the off blue stattaco glow of a monitor in front of you, your head is strapped down. You can’t move. Just squirm.

Your mind is going to be rewritten. Every. Single. Thought.

You’re going to be a dumb cumslut cock lusting braided whorish bimbo. You’ve got no choice in the matter. The girl on the screen says to obey. She’s the only thing there.

One voice in either ear. So soft, so sensual, so femine, each one telling you more and more things about your new life.

You girly little cumslut. You won’t remember your own life anymore, so may as well listen to what the pretty girls want.

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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Panty Fetish Phonesex Appreciation for Bitches

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Maintaining my hall of praise here in my personal crown of sin, I must move along to a new delight, one of my precious. I have mentioned my princess and how I dote upon her, I have spoke with you quite clearly of my worm, whom one day I will grind to mulch, but shall I speak now of my bitch? Come on faggot, make those cheeks burn and take a bow.

Oh you delicious creature, so smothered in your own sinful yearnings it renders you near powerless, crippled with your needs, how doth I love destroying you again and again. Shoving your face into the desires you want so much but know they can hurt you, making you split so evenly, between the upstanding boy you are, and the limp wristed panty sniffing faggot you truly yearn to be.

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