Forced Intoxication

Oh I love when you little bitches call me up professing your enthusiasm to do ANYTHING I want….I mean really? Absolutely any task my sick, twisted imagination can dream up you subbie bitches claim to be more than willing to endure to be in my presence. I find the eagerness appealing, but I know everyone has limits. I love probing your pathetic pervy skull for the disgusting things even a loser like you wouldn’t do. Kinky phone sex is like a no-limits playground for your magical mistress. When I mention my plans for your ass and my strap-on, hearing the discomfort in your voice is a constant source of amusement. If that doesn’t press the right buttons, I move on to forced bi fun time….with of course elaborate schemes to get your filthy cocksucker mouth full of cum. Remember you said anything so be prepared. Someone is swallowing cum and it totally is not touching my perfect lips….so guess who gets the honor? Any loser that begs to do anything for a humiliatrix deserves to have his wish. You wanted to blow that big load….here’s your chance pick up the phone and beg for it loser. XO Forced Intox Mistress MJ

1888.662.6482

AIM amusemaryjane / YIM magicalmaryjane

Control is what drives my kinkiest phonesex sessions….absolute control over your every need and desire. Addiction and weakness is what motivated you to find me.  Are you unsatisfied with all of those unsavory urges? You feed the addiction numerous times alone, but you never quite scratch that itch.  I am exactly what you need to satisfy all of your dirtiest desires. I know what you crave and the ability you lack to control these addictions as easily as I do. Forced intoxication gives me complete control over the substance that your senses cannot live without.  I know you need it and  you will beg incessantly for just a taste.  The high I crave is hearing the urgency in your voice,  you pleading complete subservience to me, and vowing that you will do absolutely anything for your forced intox mistress.  Submit and you will obtain the rush you crave and the satisfaction you need.  Your limits will be pushed, your mind blown, and all of your filthy desires exposed.   XO MaryJane

1888.662.6482

Aim: amusemaryjane / Yim: magicalmaryjane

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

1888.662.6482

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

1888.662.6482

AIM: amusemaryjane / YIM: magicalmaryjane

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

1888.662.6482

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

1888.662.6482

AIM: amusemaryjane / YIM: magicalmaryjane