Fool At A Fetish Party – Part I – “Leave The Leash On Until Housebroken”

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(By: Domina Cinara) So I went to this private fetish party last week (which continued in another form this past weekend but that‘s another story ~winks~). It was for a dominatrix friend‘s birthday and it was pretty crazy, just like I hoped it would be ~grinz~. I did a mess of different people and a wide variety of things to them… things full of dirty details I’m sure you’d all love to know about, but I just don’t feel like writing a ten+ post epic describing them ~tries to pout sympathetically~.

There is one thing I did to a male chastity slave though… not really anything all that special but as it turns out, something that came back to me days later in a rather funny way (I suppose some would call what I did “cruel“ but I often see the words “cruel“ and “funny“ as being somewhat synonymous).

First off, the fetish party was invite only – so it was all people who are serious about the femdom BDSM scene. The Mistresses were lifestyle types, some professionals but all “real” (and there was some very hot custom dominatrix clothing going on – yeah, I love looking at that fetish shit as much as you guys do). The slaves were a mix of male and female, brought by their owners either as personal pets or party favors to be passed around.

So like I was saying, I did a lot of different things – there was a wide variety of toys to play with and objects to use on their flesh. Just about everyone there was on the same page so the atmosphere was near perfect. You could literally move from group to group, room to room and never have your rhythm broken – which is what I love. Like a sadistic dance set to perfect time, smoothly leading the masochistic offerings without missing a beat. One of the very few failings was this annoying male chastity slave who is the star of the story.

I can’t say he truly had an “owner” he was more a male slave in training, brought by one of the ladies for others to torture and be served by… and as you’ll see, she hadn’t done a very good job preparing him for public play.

He had a metal cock cage on that was closed tight but not locked, and over it a chastity belt that hung fully open – yes, it was odd and clumsy in appearance but whatever. The only comment made about him was that he was new to chastity training and had been held in orgasm denial for the prior week or so. The devices were left unlocked to enable others a fuller range of play, with the only stipulation being that his orgasm denial was not to be broken that night – obviously the woman who brought him felt that the experience of the femdom party mixed with all the tease and denial games he would suffer would beneficial to his male chastity training.

(Actually… I think she was just trying to impress others since he was very good looking. But it’s never impressive to see a slave shown off in public before he’s ready… nor does it reflect well on the dominatrix to do so. No matter how good looking, if not pleasing, he’s just common trash. She should have kept him with her all night instead of dumping him into the wasp’s nest like that.)

I didn’t want to be bothered with a slave like that. As a dominatrix I’m under no fucking obligation to pick up every stray dog and “give it a home”… especially when the dog isn’t really a stray, but simply off his leash too soon. Besides, with the quality of women and slaves present I was after things far heavier than cock teasing some newbie who looked as if his Mistress couldn’t decide what to dress him in and so chose to broadcast her indecisiveness by slapping both cage and belt on.

Problem for him was… he couldn’t stop following me around.

And he got a lil pushy when I wouldn’t give him the attention he wanted.

(Don’t get your panties all bent pussy boys – I like training beginners… but not when the slave is very new AND belongs to another. When starting a new sex slave, a dominatrix should tailor his training to her standards and deal with him exclusively herself. If you bring something that new into femdom social settings and dump him off on others without supervising, it’s bound to cause problems – either confusion for him due to the different standards and expectations he‘ll come into contact with, or conflict when he pisses someone off in his cluelessness… especially when you’ve got an ultra serious crew in attendance like that which was at this fetish party.)

 
(There will be at least one more part to this story… depends how long I ramble when I tell the rest ~grinz~… when it’s up this link will be active – ballbusting stories)

 
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I can be devious and subtle in how I deal with those who displease me…
But I usually prefer swift, crushing punishment when angered…
Especially if give the opportunity to unleash my wrath in a public place…
Since the added humiliation of a crowd always heightens the punishment’s effectiveness.

Female Domination

(By: Domina Cinara) So my hand is getting better… I think. Still hurts when I try to do things but what the hell. I got sick of having the cast on so I cut it off myself… besides, there’s nothing sexy about one of those things ~winks~.

My puppy slave has been taking care of me… awe!… I had to expand her duties a bit beyond her normal puppy training. Biggest hassle most have with a cast is not getting it wet when they bathe… that’s not a problem for me since puppy often gets in the shower with me anyway… she’s just been bathing me fully now ~grinz~. Puppy slut gives such wonderfully thorough tongue baths… she knows to give extra special attention to all the good spots.

There’s a male slave in the area that I’ve known for a few years. I’ve done female domination sessions with him in the past – nothing long term, just single scenes when I was here visiting. Now that I’ve moved back east I’ve been training him more seriously… and boy does he need it. He was scheduled for punishment this past week, and when I broke my hand I think he figured he had gotten some sort of a “stay of execution”.

Big wrong there.

I love leather whips… as much as I love strapons but in a different way. A leather whip is like a wonderful close friend a dominatrix loves with deep affection… a strapon is more an extension of herself. So it’s not so much “love” one more than the other, it’s just a different feeling, at least for me

The thing is… I’ve trained very heavily in the use of whips… everything from nasty little flicker whips to long braided single tail whips. They make me happy and I love to hold them… kinda like a little girl with her favorite dolly ~laughs~.

Back when I was a teenager I saw a professional dominatrix totally go off on a bound male slave with one leather whip in each hand. It was like watching a femdom BDSM version of one of those heavily choreographed kung-fu movies… the pair of single tail whips spinning and lashing out in perfect time with absolute control. She could shift from tease to torture and back again in the blink of an eye, the lengths of leather literally dancing in her hands. I totally wanted to learn how to do that, and when I put my mind to something it happens. She was a lesbian and I’m hot so in no time I was in bed with her and she was happily giving me regular lessons in a variety of different whips and whipping styles, demonstrated and practiced on the naked bodies her male slave clients (I think I was around 17 at the time and she was well over 40 ~laughs~… but damn did it get my pussy wet watching her whip men).

I feel myself slipping into a long dominatrix story here, detailing my history with the whip… I’m going to cut that short before I go off on a long tangent – that story will have to wait for another day. Besides, my hand still hurts if I type too much. Suffice it to say for now, what started with fascination at how this professional dominatrix could wield a pair of single tail whips, with years of practice developed into me becoming even better than she was.

When it comes to whips I’m totally ambidextrous. I can use one with my left hand just as well as with my right. Or in other words, a broken right hand isn’t going to stop a thing. If anything, it’s just going to make the femdom punishment I dish out all the more extreme.

And that’s exactly what happened to that male slave when he came to me.

Boy did I fucking light up his body. No floggers, flickers, crops or any of that bullshit. 6 foot single tail whip right away. He looked like he was going to shit himself when he saw that leather snake uncoil in front of him… he was already tied up and gagged so what the hell was he going to do ~laughs~. I started on his back but I decided to let out all of my anger over my broken hand on him, and so it turned into a full body whipping. Puppy slave would normally be so excited to see something like that, almost bouncing around the room… but I think in this case she was more relieved. I think she’s been worried I was going to vent on her. She’s been burying her face between my legs every chance she gets, trying to keep me happy and relaxed ~laughs~. (Puppy slave screams and cries so wonderfully when she’s whipped… those full body sobs female slaves make that are so damn hot and delicious… the heavy use of a leather whip is a mixed love/hate thing with her… I’d say she’s a reluctant pain slut ~grinz~).

I let puppy slut jerk him off when the femdom punishment session was done. I didn’t let her use her mouth on him, I wanted her to give him a really rough hand job so he wouldn’t mistake the orgasm as some sort of “loving reward”… besides, he was half out of it by then, so her hard cock stroking helped bring him back around. No ruined orgasm or anything like that, I knew his body was fully charged and alive after the whipping, so I wanted the cum to explode from him. It did, and she caught it in a glass and then I force fed it to him.

What kind of dominatrix would I be if I didn’t make sure my male sex slaves got every bit of protein their bodies need? ~laughs~ It’s not forced cum eating… it’s good nutritional care of my livestock.

 
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(By: Strapon Domina Cinara) I guess one could say this is a femdom story of sorts… no sex in it, just me teaching some idiot his place with a lesson in female domination, NYC style.

 
So I hurt my right hand over the weekend. I didn’t think much of it at first, figured that it would be better in a few days… but it only got worse.

Decided to go to the doctor today… and long story short… my right hand is broken. Nothing extreme, just the knuckle of my index finger in two places, plus a nasty bruise.

Gee… and how did I do that? Well, here’s the lovely story…

So I’m at the store doing a little shopping… my driver’s waiting at the car, and my puppy slave I left home. I finish up pretty quick and go to checkout.

Just as I get on line, this small cock piece of shit comes up behind me (guy’s like 5’6” maybe… short round sack of piss). He immediately starts bitching at me and I have no idea what the hell his problem is because I can’t understand like 90% of what he’s saying.

So I give him this disgusted, ~what the hell is your problem, you fucking gutter troll~ look… almost having to bend over to do it cause I’ve got 4” stiletto heels on and I’m towering over his pear-like, half-sized body.

At that, he starts waving his finger up in my face, sounding like he’s “commanding the female to do something.”

My eyes go wide and I tell him to step the fuck back and shut the hell up.

He grunts out this semi-intelligible mess that’s in desperate need of subtitles and an education over the 3rd grade… worthless babble issued from a worthless pig-ape… but the words “No!” and “You woman, you do as told” stick out clear enough… and he pokes me in the chest with his finger.

Oh… no… you… didn’t.

I don’t give a fuck what ass backwards misogynistic piss hole this guy is from… no one is throwing that archaic chest thumping macho male bullshit at me. It’s not a matter of proving female domination, superiority or any of that stuff… garbage like this idiot is something no female should have to tolerate in the modern world, especially here.

Something snaps in me. Literally a split second after he utters those words my fist connects with his mouth.

No friggin joke. My fist whipped out without me even thinking about it.

I punch him right in his teeth and the shot’s so dead on hard and unexpected that he falls backwards, bangs into his cart and lands on the floor.

Then I explode. I start yelling some sort of shit at him like, “don’t you fucking talk to me like that you piece of shit… how dare you touch me… I‘ll kick your teeth down your throat…” blah blah blah, with liberal use of expletives. Anyone who’s from NYC knows how we talk around here, so fill in appropriately cause it was just a mad flood of foul escaping my lips.

Like instantly, other people are there… staff… customers… all that. Of course they’re backing me up because any civilized human being knows you don’t treat a female that way, and enough saw not only how he was talking to me but that he touched me.

Now, I’ve got so much adrenalin in me – ah, what a wonderful drug that is – that my hands not hurting a single bit. I had some blood on one knuckle but that’s all. I figure that I cut it on his teeth, because that’s what my knuckles connected with.

His mouth is all bloody… no idea how much damage I did, but I’m sure I busted his lip bad at the very least… along with demolishing that machismo bullshit he needed to be cured of.

The management is all apologies… they get me out of the store quick, no charge, and all that. My driver is all livid wanting to go inside, and I’m like get in the car and just f’n drive… my “honor” is more than defended ~laughs~.

I get home and my hand starts to hurt. I figure I messed the tendon up by the way it looked but that’s it. Next day it hurts more, and doesn’t at all look right. Still I swallow it, but the day after it’s worse.

Head to the doctor’s and like I said… I broke the knuckle in a couple places on that friggin troglodyte’s never-been-brushed filthy yellow stained fangs.

End of story.

And yes I’m pissed because it’s shit to type or do anything… and yes I have slaves to do stuff but it’s still annoying… and yes… oh, f’n yes… it was worth punching that sack of rancid piss in the mouth for talking to a female, let alone me, that way.

~grinz~

 
PS – guess I should wear long leather gloves not just during femdom torture sessions or out to BDSM clubs, but also when I’m shopping for groceries ~laughs~… never know what might happen.

 
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I have zero tolerance for loud mouth crap from men.
Even those that try to bait me… if I entertain it, it’s only for my own reasons.
It’s not a matter of keeping up any image of female domination.
Even if I wasn’t a dominatrix and had never gotten involved with femdom BDSM…
I’m still an NYCer… and we don’t take that kind of bullshit from anyone.

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(By: Strapon Domina Cinara) Okay, so it’s been about a month since I “officially” got back into things again. The dominatrix phone sex calls have been good so far – some truly exceptional – and this diary is building nicely. I’ve always enjoyed talking about female domination and fetish sex so writing here isn’t a chore. Besides, I have no shame ~laughs~ so I look forward to telling my femdom stories publicly. Only problem I have is that more happens to me than I have time to write about.

I’ve been using Twitter a lot more than I did in the past. Getting those “Twitter is too busy come back later” notices used to piss me off so I stopped for a long while. Haven’t seen them recently so I’m giving it another chance. Lot of interesting ladies from the international dominatrix / female domination scene I’ve been talking to there, so that’s been cool. Hooked up with one fellow strapon Domina who seems to be into femdom anal sex about as much as me ~grinz~. She wants to get together and DP my puppy slut when she’s next in NYC… we’ll see about dat. Everyone always wants to fill puppy’s slut holes!

To all of you sissy boys who keep asking me if I love you… don’t worry… I’ll be writing plenty more about feminization and sissy training in the future. I can only write so much at a time, especially when it comes to femdom stories ~laughs~, but you are loved so no more pouting! I’ll be doing lots more erotic audio clips about sissies too.

I’m probably going to start another blog / website for Guided Masturbation Assignments… yes, like the ones I used to write that so many of you keep asking me about… with audio recordings telling you if you are allowed to orgasm or not. I’ll post some tease and denial games there too.

Same holds true for small penis humiliation, both in terms of articles, audios and stories written here, and male humiliation homework for the pathetic pig boy portion of my devoted readership. Plenty to come.

Some have been asking me if I’m going to write a series on female domination again… we’ll see. I’m leaning more towards femdom stories and audios on this blog, but of course I’ll be writing about different fetish topics and thoughts on female domination, as I already have. Just don’t know if I’m going to do an epic series on the subject again.

Special Mention – has got to go to this one foot fetish slave I have – he’s totally monopolizing the care of my sexy feet – weekly pedicures paid for… excellent taste in high heels with new designer shoes regularly arriving at my door… total devotion and attention to detail – the quality of foot worship and his good fashion sense is putting the rest of you slave boys to shame. People gotta step up their game, this guy’s leaving you in the dust.

I’ve also got a couple of great long term orgasm denial boys going good, including my prize foot worship slave I just mentioned (and I‘m going to introduce him to cock and ball torture too hehehe). Male orgasm denial is the gift that keeps on giving for a dominatrix… you get none… and I have fun! ~laughs~.

More dominatrix pictures will go up soon… glad you’ve all liked the few I’ve already posted so much.

Looking For – always looking for new male sex slaves with creative minds, dirty fantasies, and the balls to play them out with me. My sexual interests are many and a lot more extreme than most of you, so bring it on, bitches.

But if I had to name one particular fetish at this very moment – a slave with some guts when it comes to cock and ball torture. I’ve done a few good femdom CBT sessions these past weeks but I want to find a really sick pup I can go totally brutal on. Must have his shit together – meaning – be prepared with necessary mindset and equipment before the CBT phone sex call begins. Experience would be good but not absolutely necessary – I’ve got no problems training up a newbie, so long as he has the courage to see things through (we don‘t have to start off extreme, we can build up to brutal over time ~laughs~).

Good to see so many have found their way back to me. The volume of messages I got while I was gone was really very sweet… !!awe!!… and the fan sites some of you opened were part of what got me back here ~smiles~.

 
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I look forward to doing tease and denial calls, especially on webcam.
I like making men suffer, but being able to see their pain makes it even better.
For long term orgasm denial, I like setting up a series of phone sex calls.
Knowing you’re miserable and needy builds my anticipation for the next session.
And gets my mind going with all this nasty shit I can do to you to make it worse ~grinz~

Dominatrix Stories

(By: Domina Cinara) When I left off I was talking about my first serious experiences with foot worship (torture being a subject I was already well acquainted with)… and I had mentioned a certain ebony dominatrix I knew who was a foot fetish specialist.

As I was saying, this woman was a tall dominatrix like me… maybe an inch shorter than I am… with long, lean legs and beautifully delicate, sexy feet. Her skin was a very dark, rich color… a deep, even tone that made the shades of nail polish she wore stand out all the more intensely. Never once did I see this ebony dominatrix with her nails anything short of perfectly painted, and her toes and feet always looked like she had just had a professional pedicure. She was dedicated to her fetish… not just for the sake of her foot slaves, but out of her own personal preferences. She was a true foot Goddess in every sense of the expression.

I remember one time I visited her at her private femdom dungeon. Like many such places, there were a number of rooms, each dedicated to a specific fetish in it’s own unique way (including this amazing foot torture chamber that I have to tell you about sometime in future femdom stories). One of these chambers was literally a throne room, with columns, raised dais, wall hangings, everything. The throne itself wasn’t the typical medieval style chair you see in the movies, she instead opted for a Roman style couch she could lounge on. This allowed her plenty of room to stretch out the full length of her tall dominatrix body in complete luxury, including those gorgeous long legs, while leaving her plenty of room to dangle her feet off the sides and tease the foot fetish slaves that would be allowed to attend her there.

And when I say attend her… I do very much mean it. This ebony foot Goddess spent much of her leisure time in this room, and when she had guests to entertain, this was the place she favored for receiving them. She had additional Roman couches ready to be brought in for her friends, and she always made sure her visitors were well taken care of. Rarely did she have just one foot slave in there with her, usually the number was closer to half a dozen, with that growing as high as a full dozen slaves when multiple guests came to call.

These would buzz around her like devoted little bees, seeing to her every need. Not just the expected foot worship and toe sucking, but often the care of her entire body… feet, legs, hands, arms, back… massaging muscles, rubbing in lotion, licking and sucking toes and heels clean, shaving with utmost care, filing, polishing, anything she desired… along with slaves bringing her food and drink, fanning her, holding the phone perfectly to her ear, holding books and magazines for her to read… everything. The acts of worship performed by her slaves were so over the top, it was fantastic to behold. Literally the epitome of pure feminine decadence, female superiority, and the unbridled exploitation of the inferior male.

When in her throne room, punishment centered on the extreme denial of foot worship. While forced toe sucking is a favorite means of discipline for many women, she knew that denial has a much more profound effect on the true fetish devotee. She would make the bad slave kneel on the steps of the dais – about 4 feet from her – and not allow him to attend her. He would have to watch all the other slaves serving their dominatrix while he wound not be allowed to move or speak at all. And she would intentionally play the most nasty foot tease games with him, often stretching out her leg to dangle a foot just outside the reach of his lips, pretending to not notice him there as she did it. These kinds of tease and denial games wore her victims down very quickly… but she always let the punishment run far longer than needed to break the slave down… just because she enjoyed the extreme misery this kind of sexy foot tease causes for these men.

More soon…

 
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You‘d think forced toe sucking would be a favorite of mine…
And you‘d be right ~grinz~
But I also love that gentle pampering kind of foot worship…
That can leave even the most cruel Domina feeling nothing but warm and relaxed.

Dominatrix Stories

(By: Domina Cinara) My first serious exposure to foot fetishism was back when I was around 19 years old. I was working as an apprentice to a then rather well known professional dominatrix (I’ve written extensively about her in the past and plan to repeat much of that and more here). As I’ve said of that time, I had learned very young that I was a female sexual sadist and didn’t hesitate to embrace what I found inside of myself. Female domination came naturally to me, and with it the want to have power of pretty much every form over others. When I came into contact with the femdom BDSM scene in NYC, I immersed myself in what I had found, seeking to refine and develop the instincts within me that I so enjoyed. This was the basis of my relationship with my domina mentor… along with the strong sexual attraction that existed between us, and my own want to learn more about the professional side of BDSM.

As apprentice to this impressive woman (I was not submissive to her – in or out of bed) there is much that I learned, but she wasn’t the only dominatrix whose methods I studied. Her position in the femdom BDSM scene had built her many connections with other serious practitioners of the art of the sexual sadist… some being exceptionally skilled in specific fetish interests. One of these was a stunning ebony dominatrix who was a true foot fetish Goddess.

I already had a good understanding of how sensitive and erotic the female foot could be… but my focus then was more on how I could exploit the sensitivity of the foot when playing with a female pet. Foot worship, of the form a slave would perform for a dominatrix, hadn’t caught my interest yet… foot torture very much had (with girls it was more teasing, building occasionally when I wanted to see them cry… but with boys…). And in the case of my male sex slaves the word “erotic” is too tame to reflect what I enjoyed doing to their feet.

It made sense that foot worship was a very strong display of female domination – the basic act of kneeling down and kissing someone’s feet is itself a powerful display of submission and deference to the other‘s superiority. When you add to it the erotic attraction that a true foot slave has for sexy female feet, then you’ve taken an act of obeisance into the realm of fetish. But at that time in my life – I was still a teenager, if legal one – I was even more “hands on” in my femdom activities than I am now. Sexual torture was an addiction and the infliction of pain was something I gave myself fully to, in ways less disciplined than I do now. I wanted to do things to people, less than have them done to or for me… and the more extreme those things were, the better. So foot worship hadn’t caught my interest up until then.

This ebony mistress I made the acquaintance of was a tall dominatrix like me – I’d say roughly 5’ 9” tall, though I never saw her stand in anything but sexy stiletto heels. The only time she was ever barefoot was when she was sitting or lying down (more often in that case, she was shoeless but in stockings). She was very much a specialist, involving herself exclusively with foot fetish slaves and could tease them to a point it seemed like torture. That was the sum of her clientele and she‘d built a solid reputation in those circles. She did some other things – hand and leg fetish for example – but her focus was on her feet and the training of slaves to worship and serve them.

Continued here – Foot Fetish Phone Sex

 
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Foot torture has always been a secret fetish of mine.
The sensitivity of the feet makes them the perfect target for the female sexual sadist.
The application of a switch to the bare soles can produce wonderful results…
As can the use of fire in close proximity to tease the toes and sensitive arch.
And since one is dependent upon them for walking…
Foot torture is the masochistic gift that keeps on giving… with every step.

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(By: Domina Cinara) Here’s the official announcement you’ve been waiting for – my new dominatrix phone sex number is up and I’m taking calls once again. I’ve been testing the system for the last couple weeks so I know everything is working fine and ready to go.

My phone sex number is -
1-877-274-8292

The extension will take you directly to me so there are no operators or dispatchers to talk to.

I’m doing things on my own now so I have much more flexibility when it comes to scheduling and appointments…and more importantly… when you call to talk to me, you will get me.

Calls are $1.99 per minute
10 minute minimum.
And if you book 60 minutes
you’ll get 10 minutes for free.

I’ve already added a Schedule to this blog… the times listed there are not the only times I will take dominatrix phone sex calls, they’re just the most regular times I will be available. Read my Phone Sex Schedule page for more information.

I tend to log in often when I’m home and I go to bed late, so you’re free to try calling anytime. If I don’t pick up or the line’s busy, you can leave a message on my voicemail or contact me through Email or IM.

This is the only phone sex number I am using.
And I am the only person using it – It’s direct to me.

I take appointments, so if you want to schedule a dominatrix phone sex call in advance, just send a note and we will set something up.

You can contact me about any questions you may have, especially regarding specific fetish fantasies. Honest questions are fine… but don’t try playing games with me. I’ll know what you’re up to and the only time wasted will be your own.

I only do femdom phone sex, so don’t bother asking about things that don‘t somehow fit under female domination. Subjects like guided masturbation, orgasm denial, fetish teasing, etc. are of course fine, but don’t expect me to suck your prick or bend over for you… it’s not gonna happen. The only cock that’s gonna get sucked is my huge strapon… and the only thing that’s going to get bent over is you before I fuck you up your slave ass for being stupid enough to think I’d get on my knees and suck any male moron’s small penis.

I like role-playing sexual fantasies, so long as they are consistent with the female domination theme. I like to push limits so I don’t mind extreme things.

I’m not squeamish so don’t be shy… what you’re into is probably far more tame than the shit I truly enjoy doing in real life… so let’s get nasty and have some real fun ~grinz evil~

 
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I’m looking forward to hearing from all the boys I’ve talked to in the past.
I’ve grown to love doing dominatrix phone sex…
And the main reason for that is the sexy, dirty fun I’ve had…
With the male sex slaves I’ve met through this.

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