“Oh, did you really think you were going to have fun tonight?” I laughed my college girl phone sex ass off, knowing damn well that’s exactly what I had let him believe. Fuck, it’s what I had believed before I decided to turn him into my slave. It’s a snap decision you know? Some guys are fun for a night, some get their own place in my retinue of toys and creepy little playthings. Today I had him tied up on the bed, the idiot really believed me when I said I was just into some kinky stuff. Stripped and without a single lifeline, my foot was his only grace and that’s not on his side at all. I stood above him tall and powerful while the lesser man below me squirmed and begged for more. He couldn’t help it, it may just be some odd soft appendage but when you’re that pathetic even toes feel like mini orgasms walking over you and treating you to a special kind of coed xxx delight. My sissies don’t give a shit about their egos, they’re lost, flowing into a trail of no return. I was dripping, and I knew it because of all the juices flowing down my legs. Some even got on his dick, which unintentionally made it all the more slippery and ready for his pleasure. Precum is normally enough, but I was just too turned on to leave it like that, lucky for him. I lost myself in the moment, fading away into the rocking motion that was making his world spin. I knew he’d already given in long before his white cream started spunking up my lovely skin and sticking my toes together. I’d painted them a nice pink earlier, I must have subconsciously knew what I was gonna do. I couldn’t see the pink anymore, just a begging man and my method of making him beg all the more with my dirty phone sex ways.
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