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admin — Mon, 01 Jun 2009 18:37:57 +0000

So the phonesex fantasies that give me the sickest pleasure are the poor pitiful cuckolded cocks of the world….I prefer these sad creatures due to the fact that a cuckold pet will do absolutely anything his wife asks. Knowing that he is completely incapable of satisfying her needs, or any woman for that matter… it is pleasurable for me to observe and laugh at these poor boys. You don’t even deserve to be a silly fluffer…getting cocks much better than yours rock hard must give you some sick satisfaction. You must enjoy observing how fucking should be….with an actual cock…much more impressive than yours. At first you will most likely be timid witha big black cock in your face, but once I am finished with you shyness won’t even be a factor. Forced cocksucking is always entertaining, and when you’re prepping cocks for your wife waiting to take every inch, your inadequacy won’t be a problem. Afterwards when you are in charge of the cleanup…poor cuck I will be there to laugh and make it impossible to forget XO MaryJane

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Forced Intoxication Phone Sex

admin — Wed, 29 Apr 2009 08:05:50 +0000

You exhale and feel the immediate gratification…exhilarated and tingling from the last hit….I observe you. Grinning, your eyes roll into the back of your head, I know you’ve reached the peak. Drugs are quick, but your addiction to me offers you so much more than the instant high. My voice soothes the pangs of weakness that accompany your descent, and I alone will allow you to indulge further….plunge further than you ever have. You watch my lips…wanting permission to take that next hit…all of your desires are under my control. Will I be a kind forced intox mistress to a pleading sub? You are addicted and helpless….my sadistic urges are fed by your squirming and moaning. Perhaps I will give in and let you sup greedily from my cup of poison….the drug that you ingest will allow you no pleasure silmilar to that which I offer…How can a pathetic slave boy resist a drink from his Mistress? Forced intox is what you crave, but your obedience is required. XO MaryJane

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Forced Intoxication Phonesex

admin — Fri, 10 Apr 2009 21:53:52 +0000

All inhibitions are abandoned….any remaining self control is drowning in the numerous highballs that sit menacing in your belly. You slur and stumble…but make no attempts to resist. You know you’ve had too much….you are a few sips away from being a lifeless man-puppet. Alcohol was what you thirsted for, but forced intoxication granted the loss of control you craved. Obeying orders, the hand that provides each mind-wasting dose is your own. So willing to sip poison for my amusement…you lose all concept of time and begin to divulge secrets upon request. A weak, horny phonesex slave willing to consume upon command any amount to please his humilliatrix, your true addiction is serving. Your sick urges are fed. Awaking sore and hungover, you recall small glimpses of tasks performed for my amusement….all memories blurred and surreal. The taste of booze lingers along with the anticipation of the next binge. XO MaryJane

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Humiliation Phone Sex

amusemaryjane — Sun, 05 Apr 2009 18:34:52 +0000

When I entered the bar, his stare instantly gave him away. He seemed secure behind his mask, but I was not fooled by the wall of cockiness erected to deter intimidation. My senses for perversion are keen, and as a domme the stench of neediness is what perks my interest most. I approached him. My actions are forward and unexpected, but the power I hold over you is undeniable. Attempting to outdrink me was the first mistake, but the boy’s lingering gaze on every passing bulge was his downfall. I saw penis envy in his eyes, and the possibilities to humiliate and degrade were numerous. Small cock humilation was familiar to him, and he fought hard to avoid another disappointment. Drunk and lured into the bar restroom…the pathetic loser was on his knees begging for taunts and permission to cum at my feet. My laughter and threats of forced cocksucking were exciting. He lacked the self-control to contain his dickspit…shooting it into the floor and on my shoe. He became a human mop…cleaning the filth off of my heels and the floor. A cum eater loves the humiliation and craves the taste of their own failure. XO MaryJane

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AIM: amusemaryjane / YIM: magicalmaryjane