Forced Intoxication

I have an amazing collection of heels…an entire closet full actually. I cannot deny I have an addiction, but I think we’ve established I have lots of fun addictions. I love a foot slave that drools even more than I do over a nice pair of heels. It’s totally pathetic, but a true foot boy will sit patiently waiting for my toes and soles to be revealed for hours. Dreaming of the chance to lick the leather of my shoe or anything thing that has touched my foot. His addiction to feet is completely intoxicating…I remove one of my fishnet thigh highs and drape it against his forehead. His nostrils inhale greedily attempting to capture all scents from my stocking. I give the foot freak orders to clean every inch of my heel with his tounge. He opens his mouth up happily and I slide the 5in stiletto into his mouth. He sucks like a total slut. I smile because I know his service is only beginning…my closet waiting to feed his foot addiction.

Foot Fetish Phonesex with a total goddess.

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AIM: amusemaryjane / YIM: magicalmaryjane

When I was out the other night and had a few drinks, My insatiable urge returned. I needed a cigarette. Not just any, but Dunhills, in the light blue box. Everything I want and have is superior, let us not forget how discerning this Mistress is. I went to the corner bodega and purchased a pack. As soon as I brought the first stick to my lips, I was filled with anticipation. I inhaled deeply, letting the smoke escape my nostrils and lips slowly and seductively.
When I returned home, proud that I had managed to get in relatively early and with My pack of smokes in hand, whom did I see standing at My door but a little slave I had toyed with awhile back. Obviously he needed more. I was not in the mood for much intensity as I was tired and had to get up early for a meeting, so I had an idea. I knew of a way that I could force My slave into submission without too much work. I made him follow Me to the balcony. I took out one cigarette and lit it. I had My slave lying down on his back with his hands and feet curled up, like a puppy. I smoked a bit more. Then I needed to ash. And where was My ashtray? On the tummy of My little pathetic slave, of course! He is an excellent human ashtray. I smoked a few cigarettes, burning them out lightly on his skin before completely extinguishing them in a flower pot. Inhale, exhale, ash. Such simplicity. It brought joy to us both. When I tired of smoking I led My slave back into the house and ordered he leave the premises. He, of course, complied. I think we both ended up having a surprisingly happy and peaceful night that night.

Getting dirty for me has never been an issue…My appearance is very elegant and constructed, which normally not a match for a dirty girl. But I completely love being absolutely filthy. Dirt, paint, sweat, or cum…anything or any reason to be completely trashed and used. My imagination of course is constantly filled with filthy thoughts and fantasies to occupy my daytime….after hours I surround myself with the kinkiest fuckers around just to maintain my sexual appetite. You should not be concerned about hiding all of your taboo phonesex fantasies from me. You can attempt….but you boys just never do a very good job keeping secrets. Face to face I can tell many things about a man….on the phone even more. Phone sex is about letting all of those twisted desires out. Hesistant lets try a little alcohol to losen those lips..all of your filth will come out easily after a forced intoxication session with me. A little memory loss is your only concern, but after a mindblowing night with me..who fucking cares? MaryJane

AIM: amusemaryjane / YIM: magicalmaryjane

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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

Aim: amusemaryjane / Yim: magicalmaryjane

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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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AIM: amusemaryjane / YIM: magicalmaryjane

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

Late nights are best for dancing in huge  sweaty crowds filled with sexy boys and girls intertwined and grinding to loud fast music. Everyone absorbing the sounds and atmosphere…completely ignoring all inhibitions… intimately connecting with the crowd that surrounds you. My lifestyle is not kind to the shy or introverted. I exude confidence when I enter a room,  men can taste it…..they completely crave to be near it.  Men will surround me on all sides, all vying for a piece of me, and following the movement of my curves with their hungry, lust-filled eyes. Unable to resist tease and denial, most will torment their cocks all night…absolutely begging for my body.Dancing keeps me in a state of euphoria…. only matched by a mind-blowing orgasm or the best drugs. Both end too quickly….the best feelings are meant to be savored.  Guided masturbation allows me to control your satisfaction and pleasure. Cock control will prolong the experience, overwhelming your senses, and providing the self-control you need to obtain the release and euphoria you are craving. XO MaryJane

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Aim amusemaryjane / Yahoo magicalmaryjane

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