Mistress phone sex always has my sissy’s obeying

Mistress phone sex, My little sissy bitch dialed me. The second I answered I ordered him to kneel in that ridiculous pink thong, cage locked tight around his useless clitty. I made him Describe the lock. Is it still sealed? Tell me! He confirmed. Metal clicked. Good.  Now open the drawer. Take out the black plug. The thick one. Lube it heavy. Force that fat thing up faggot pussy. I want to hear every sound you make while you push it in. He pressed the tip against his smooth sissy ass and pushed. I made him go slow so I could listen to the wet stretch and the soft whimper as the thickest part forced his tight ring open. When it finally popped inside he gasped. I smiled. Now the lipstick. Red. Make those lips look like the cocksucker you’re training to be. Coat them. Press them together. Blow a kiss into the phone like the dirty slut you are. He obeyed. Like a good sissy! Hand on the cage. Rub the outside only. No touching the tip. Edge that locked clitty until it’s leaking. Tell me when the drool starts running down the bars. He stroked the metal. Pre-cum was dripping. I kept him there rubbing, gasping, almost crying while I told him exactly what he was. You’re a locked, plugged, painted sissy bitch! You exist to take cock and swallow loads when I decide you’ve earned it. Say it. He repeated the words loudly! I kept him edging ordering him to bounce on the plug, to stick his tongue out, to beg. When I finally let him stop, a long shot of pre-cum hung from the cage to the floor. Clean it with your tongue. Then stay plugged and locked until you call again! Good girl!mistress phone sex

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