“I’m going to make you cum until you kneel.” I giggled, knowing damn well the Domination phone sex would go on and on until I won no matter what he tried. Squeezing him, egging him on to waste his energy pumping into my tits despite my encouraging threat. He’d give his life to me, become mine, it was only a matter of playing my game until he was broken and ready to be rebuilt. “I won’t lose, you don’t have it in you to even try to resist far enough to stand a chance. Maybe you should just kneel now, I promise I’ll make it worth it.” I licked my lips at the thought, stuffing his cock in my cloudy dreams, squeezing them together and salivating on the tip and my mounds. A good Sissy phone game titfuck requires a wet, slippery slope with which to climb, bang, and fall only to be picked back up and fucked. My tits are just the right size for it to perk out quite a bit and give me space to breath hots breaths and salacious thoughts on. He was a pretty well-endowed guy, exactly the kind of man I like to break. I’ll convince him it’s small, that no one else would ever want him. I’ll shatter his ego and reconstruct him into the perfect slut under my domain. He doesn’t need to know anything except what comes out of my mouth, that’s a good little sissy bitch that knows his newly founded place as a her. It’s not always like this, though I do really enjoy breaking a man myself, sometimes I have other sissy whores do it for me, show off my handiwork and shatter a masculine identity to the core by showing off what they once were, and what they are now, at the same time. Give into me, and my Sissy training.
