Forced Intoxication

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

1888.662.6482

This weekend was hot and lots of sweaty, dirty fun ensued. I can’t remember a few details, but my nights were filled with so many men attempting to get a piece of me…observing and hoping that I’ll be the slut of his dreams and on my knees after a few drinks. I have total dick sucking lips and boys can’t help imagining what an excellent cocksucker I would be. Maybe they can see it in my eyes…my lingering gaze on their bulge or some other hint that I’m hungry for it. I know that a cocksucker is completely detectable by a few traits that I observe in guys with the dirty secret. A guy with that hunger and needs a woman like me that understands your urge to wrap your lips around a hard dick. I know this is your secret, so attempting to say no will be ignored. You should be properly guided…you could never do it alone. Forced cocksucking will take you exactly where you want to be…on your knees in front of a big black cock. Every cocksuckers dream come true. XOMaryJane

AIM: amusemaryjane / YIM: magicalmaryjane

1888.662.6482

Constantly partying can beat some boys down….Drinking most guys under the table is easily done by any barfly with a wild streak like me, but few can maintain his or her class and composure as easily as I do.  Mr. P. called prepared for a party and he was enjoying a few of  the best party favors. When agreeing to party with a forced intox mistress, you are willing to have your mind blown, and of course be completely wasted and fucked up for my amusement. Mr. P proved that some addictions are more pleasurable than others. Alcohol loosens the lips and adds so much intensity to hot phone sex roleplay.  Mr. P. obeyed and drank up so willingly…three screw drivers down and feeling buzzed, he was horny and ready for the next indulgence I  was more than willing to innocently coax him to the next high. How exhilarating it must be to lose all control in my presence, and I am more than happy to observe the outcome of an intense phone sex session with kinksters like Mr. P.  Especially those that love to inhale and experience all the vices that life has to offer. Boys should be warned a wild night with me could cause memory loss, and a willingness to serve a woman like you’ve never experienced before…I’m the sweetest addiction but unfortunately for all men impossible to quit. XO MaryJane

1888.662.6482

AIM: amusemaryjane/ YIM: magicalmaryjane

Control…it should be obvious how little you have in my presence. I will completely dominate all of your senses from the moment I enter, and you will be aware of your inferior position as your sense of comfort ebbs away.  Your attempt to keep those secret cocksucking urges hidden will not work. I know the moment I hear your trembling voice you’re a total crotch watcher…. staring at every bulge that passes, totally dying for them to glance your way, and notice how cock hungry you are. You’re in luck…I noticed, and I want to make your cum catching dreams a reality.  I’m confident a willing slave shouldn’t have any issues with forced cocksucking….to please me you perform every whim and want I have. You should be able to entertain all of my men like a good pet and cum slave.  I could train you with my 9in strap-on, but a warning, I won’t be as kind as the multiple guys lining up to fuck your throat.  Once I get a willing cocksucker on his knees the possibilities for kinky phonesex are limitless….

Aim: amusemaryjane/ Yim: magicalmaryjane

1888.662.6482

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