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.

Worship Me, Then Phonesex

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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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Pre Birthday Blow Me Phonesex

Hey bitches, babes, and everything in between, a word now comes, from your impossible queen of sin, seduction, pain and humiliation.

I turn 22 on the 28th. Of course this means I will very likely not be available to taunt, torment, torture or abuse you.

I will be available the evening before. If you think you’re going to need a FIX get it then. I may be very ***** for the forseeable future.

Those of you that know specifically how to illicet my notice even when I’m non gratis, you have permission to bother me on the days I’m not there directly following my birthday. The rest of you can suck it yourself, and send me pictures.

It’s a better gift then you can probably affoard.

To my special friend, you can always reach me pet. You know this.

To the rest of you including all my sisters in sluthood, gifts. Prefferably in cash.

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?