A Taboo Power Playing Phone Sex Debt To Mistress

Taboo Power Playing Phone Sex

A taboo power playing phone sex debt to Mistress Demonica is never a simple matter, boys. Of course you’ll be owned by me until your outstanding debts are paid, my pretty effeminate playthings. Breast implants, I knew who could do them and in the best way possible. I always love seeing and handling the results firsthand myself.

A very bi curious coed from a nearby campus approached me about a loan for the implants, and I sensed he’d be very good for the debt repayment. Lingerie and severe corset training brought his waist down to a mere 24 inches. My goodness, even I was titillated, boys. Sean learned how to look like a lady, walk like a lady, and to deep-throat strange cocks just like a whore. A couple weekends and he would have paid off his debts to me, and he did indeed. Like the voyeur I can be I watched him closely.

A few dark, but busy street corners that I know of have kept poor Sean really busy and me entertained in my car near by. I’d already taught him all about makeup and walking elegantly in those ankle-locking fetish high-heels. I told Sean that the taboo power playing phone sex, with me in my car, and him blowing street-Johns like a whore would continue until his debt to me was paid in full. Every so often I’d get out of my car and amble up to him in my own squeaking latex and PVC-wear along with my stiletto-heeled thigh-high boots.

Sean, he became so entranced by my dark glistening hourglasses silhouette that he trembled, every single time. I’d whisper into his ear that he had only so-and-so many unprotected cocks left to suck. Until his own prized boobs operation would be paid off completely, that is. Sean, being a long haired freshman was easy to manipulate to his knees when a client would drunkenly approach us. My fist would clench his ponytail as his head bobbed back and forth on the strange man’s drooling prick. I held his face tight against the man’s crotch as he emptied himself down Sean’s spasming throat.

Sean approached me again recently, and he wants to know if I’d let him work for me full-time. Isn’t that just too sweet?!