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About Me:
I don’t have a clue why I love to get hurt the way I do, but I quit trying to figure that out ages ago! I like what I like, and I try to get what I like as often as possible. Whatever the pain, whatever is used to give it to me, I love it all. Stings, smacks, shocks, pinches and slaps and sharp pains that have me crying out, bruises that are sore days later, give me all of it! I even love blood play, so don’t worry about making me bleed, that just adds a little flavor to the fun, right? Tear me up right to the edge of what I can take.
I really do hope that you love to give pain as much as I love to get it. I need a rough, dominating Daddy to give me what I need, to put me in my place; doesn’t matter to me if you use a crop, or nipple clamps, or ropes. Let your imagination roam, as long you’re thinking about new ways to hurt me. Your bare hand is fantastic by itself, if you like nothing to be you and the discipline you’re giving me. Slap me so hard that I have a handprint on my face the next day, both cheeks bruised and swollen. Lay your hand to me so that there won’t be a single part of me that doesn’t have your mark on it.
Like you can tell, I am a huge pain slut, begging for anything you want to give me. I want to be your little Kitty, to be owned by you, and submit myself to whatever you please. The worst torment would be if you did nothing at all! I’d love for you to call me, to tell me what punishment you’d like to take out on my willing flesh.
Measurments:
Age: 25
Height: 5'6
Weight: 119
Bra & Bust Size: 34 B
Hip Size: 28
Waist Size: 24
Shoe Size: 7.5
Years BDSM Experience: 3
Specialties:
BDSM SEX
PAIN SLUT
NO TABOO
BLOOD PLAY
DADDY DOMINATION
SUBMISSION
BDSM SEX
PAIN WHORE
NO TABOO
SUBMISSION
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1 (888) 430-2010
June 11, 2021
Lester was a loner who lived on Lamie Lane and he was just not satisfied with the way that his life was going. Something was missing, he just felt boring and ordinary and he longed for something or someone to spice up his bland soup of a life. He worked in sales and rarely sold anything, even his job life was less than desirable. Yes, he got to meet new people but more or less, they were all just the same. They either slammed doors in his face or politely told him that they were not interested in whatever he was selling – they were not up to buy. He just had enough of it all and needed a break with something new, something bold, something sexy. He saw an ad a few times on his Facebook feed for a company that advertised bdsm phone sex and he decided that he would call as soon as he got home. At least he would have anonymity he thought to himself, so if things did not go his way at least the person over the phone would not know his real name, where he lived, what he did for a living or what he looked like. So, he gave it a try when he got home and he was immediately enamored with my aura, my presence, my voice over the phone. He was enamored, and intrigued that someone who had not even met him was able to read him as thorough as […]
June 6, 2021
“Do you have everything that you are supposed to, dear?” Mistress Morgan’s voice was clear in Sissy Judith’s ears, her headset allowing Judith to hear how eager her Mistress was to start. A lingering glance around showed that Judith did have everything that she was supposed to; a small bottle of rubbing alcohol, an eyedropper, a long-handled wooden spoon, a vibrator, and around thirty something metal binder clips that she picked up at Home Depot specifically for this call. “Yes, Mistress. I—” Judith’s voice cracked, her throat dry as she couldn’t look away from the tools around her. This was going to hurt, that’s the whole reason that she had called for a cbt phone sex session, after all, and she knew she would feel so good after it was all said and done. She would scream and cry and holler and tell her Mistress thank-you in between sobs. That didn’t stop her from being nervous, though. “Yes, Mistress, I have everything.” “Very good. Do you recall what your safe word is, Judith? “Yes, ma’am. It’s vanilla.” “Which means that you don’t have permission to stop anything until you say that word, correct? You can scream out ‘no’ until you’re hoarse, but the only word that will end anything is ‘vanilla’. Yes?” “Yes, ma’am.” “The pain that you are about to go through is what you want. You want me to make you hurt, till you are still sore and aching days after, a week, two weeks after. You want […]
