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Taboo Phone Chat Starts Right Here Now with Zuri Pegging You

Taboo Phone Chat

I heard the door click shut. I know she’s gone… wheels up, heading to some mindless business conference, leaving you all alone in that big, quiet house with nothing but your mounting desperation. You’ve been counting down the minutes until you could finally reach for your device and summon me. Taboo Phone Chat is the only way you can truly express the pathetic, hungry little secret you hide from her every single day.

Stop trembling and look at me. I’m standing in your foyer now, dripping in black and red latex that sounds like a warning every time I move. You invited me here because you’re tired of playing the “provider” and the “husband.” You want to be a toy. You want to be used. And more than anything, you want to feel what it’s like when I take over the one part of you that you’ve kept locked away.

Go to the bedroom. Not your side… hers. Strip. I want you face down on those expensive sheets she picked out, smelling her perfume while you feel my boot pressing into the small of your back. I’ve brought my favorite harness, the one with the heavy leather straps that smell like dominance. You can hear the mechanical click as I lock the attachment into place. 

It’s thick, uncompromising, and exactly what you’ve been dreaming about while you pretended to listen to her talk about quarterly reports. I don’t care if you’re nervous. In fact, I prefer it. I want to feel your heart racing against the mattress as I lube you up with a cold, clinical efficiency. You aren’t a man right now; you’re just an opening waiting to be filled by my authority. 

When I push the head of it against you, I want to hear that pathetic little gasp. Don’t hold it in. Let me hear how much you’ve missed this. As I drive myself into you, I’m going to lean down and whisper in your ear. I’ll remind you exactly whose house this is, and exactly who is in control of your pleasure… and your pain… while she’s miles away.

 I’m going to stretch you, claim you, and leave a mark on your soul that you’ll have to hide behind a suit and a smile when she comes home. You’re addicted to this feeling, aren’t you? The way I take what I want. The way you realize you’d give up everything just for one more inch of me. Stay right there, vulnerable and full. You’re mine now.

Forced Sissy Training Zuri Breaks Faggots Down Completely

Forced Sissy Training

Look at you, standing there in your custom-tailored suit, thinking your bank account makes you a man in my presence. You’ve spent your whole life barking orders in boardrooms, but the moment you stepped through my door, your status became as flimsy as the place I’m about to put you in. This Forced Sissy Training is exactly what an arrogant, wealthy elitist like you needs to finally understand your true place at my feet. 

I might be a petite, tiny thing, but I have enough power in my pinky finger to break your fragile ego into a million glittering pieces. I want you to feel the weight of my gaze as I look up at you, mocking the very masculinity you’ve tried so hard to protect. It’s adorable how you think your money can buy respect here; in my world, your only currency is your absolute obedience. 

Get on your knees and start unbuttoning that expensive shirt, darling. I want to see those broad shoulders slump as I whisper exactly how I’m going to turn you inside out. You aren’t a CEO anymore; you’re just my newest project, a high-end toy that needs to be properly calibrated to serve.

As I circle you, I can smell the expensive cologne and the even stronger scent of your desperation. You’ve been craving this, haven’t you? You’ve been dying for a woman half your size to strip away the mask of the “great man” and reveal the shivering, submissive mess underneath. I’m going to make you trade that silk tie for a choker, and those leather oxfords for something much more humiliating. 

By the time I’m done with you, you won’t even remember how to stand up straight… you’ll be too used to crawling. My training is thorough, and I don’t accept anything less than total surrender. I’m going to push you until those “elite” sensibilities are completely shattered, replaced by a frantic need to please me. 

I want to hear your voice crack as you admit how much you love being reduced to nothing. It’s so addictive, isn’t it? The way the power shifts when I put my hand on your neck and remind you that I own every thought in your head.

Now take this dick up your asshole, while emptying your bank accounts with your pride being completely demolished. You’ll be my perfectly trained, hyper-feminized little secret, begging for the chance to come back and be broken all over again. Now, be a good little faggot and show me just how much you’re willing to sacrifice to stay in my favor.

 

Sissy Girl Training Starts with Zuri Grabbing Your Attention

Sissy Girl Training

I can hear your breath hitch the moment I pick up, can’t I? You’ve been pacing the floor, waiting for the house to go silent, waiting for the world to stop demanding you be a “man” so you can finally just be mine. Sissy Girl Training starts with me grabbing your attention and never letting go, and darling, you have my full, undivided focus right now.

You’re one of my favorite callers for a reason. I love the way your voice drops to that delicious, conspiratorial whisper when you tell me your wife is finally out of town on a business trip. I can almost see you standing there, surrounded by the quiet of an empty house, finally feeling safe enough to open those dresser drawers that aren’t yours.

“Zuri,” you whispered, “I’m wearing her silk slip right now. And the lace heels.”

I love how honest you are with me. You told me about the rush of adrenaline as you slide into those forbidden fabrics, the way the silk feels against skin that was never meant to be so soft. But this time, I wanted to push you further. I didn’t want you hiding in a dark bedroom; I wanted you to see the magic of a life lived out loud. That’s why I told you to go to that drag queen show.

“How was it?” I asked, leaning back, imagining your flushed face.

You described the club… the scent of hairspray and expensive perfume, the thumping bass that made your heart race under your button-down shirt. You told me how you sat in the back, watching those goddesses under the spotlight with wide eyes. You weren’t just watching a show; you were looking at a mirror of what’s possible when you stop apologizing for your desires.

You saw the glitter, the towering wigs, and the way they commanded the room with a flick of a fan. You told me that for the first time, you didn’t feel like a “man in a dress”… you felt like a girl who just hadn’t found her spotlight yet. I could hear the wonder in your voice as you described the lead queen catching your eye and blowing you a kiss. You felt seen, didn’t you?

I’m so proud of you for stepping out of the shadows. Dressing up in secret is a start, but feeling that spark of sisterhood in a room full of joy? That’s where the real transformation begins. Now, tell me more about that night. Don’t leave out a single detail… I want to know exactly how it felt when you realized you belong in our world.

Sissy Training Audio with Zuri Letting You Stroke Boldly Now

Sissy Training Audio

I like it when you show up, all eager and a little twitchy. The moment you’re paying attention, I can feel it… the little shivers, the nervous energy, the way you hang on my every word. Sissy Training Audio isn’t just about following instructions; it’s about feeling me, letting me guide you, teasing every part of your mind.

You know you want it, and I know it too. I can hear it in your breathing, see it in the way your focus sharpens when I speak. Every suggestion, every command, every sly laugh is meant to draw you in, to make you ache, to keep you on edge. I don’t rush, I don’t push too hard… I let the tension build, layer by layer, until you’re wrapped completely around me.

I play with your mind a little, watching how you react. You’re trying to stay composed, but I see it… the little flickers of excitement, the tightening, the flush that spreads without warning. I grin because I know exactly what you’re thinking. You want to obey me, to follow every move I make, to get lost in this game I’ve set up.

Sometimes I tease you with a look while you stroke your cock to the sound of my wet yummy pussy, a tilt of my head, or the soft lilt of my sexy voice. I don’t even have to touch you… just my presence, my control, my playful command is enough to make your pulse race. And when I lean in, whispering something sly, you feel it deep inside: the thrill of knowing you’re mine to guide, mine to push, mine to tease.

The fun comes from the unpredictability, from the way I twist the energy. I let you anticipate, I let you wonder, I let you lose control in all the right ways. You’re aware, but helpless in the best way possible. And I watch, grinning, as you fall perfectly into the rhythm I set, letting me lead, letting me dominate, letting me shape every moment.

You finally explode everywhere as you’re buzzing, aware that every thought has been under my command. You’ve felt the control, the playfulness, the thrill, and you’re craving more. And I know that when you think about it later, when you remember my voice, my laughter, and the thrill you get from it, you’ll be wishing for the next round. Till next time you fucking faggot.

Give Yourself Some Sissy Phone Fun for Christmas

sissy phoneSissy phone fun should be the gift you give yourself for Christmas. Let yourself experience some joy. And let your true self shine. With my help of course. Personally, it breaks my heart when a sissy boy feels compelled to live a straight life. Denying your urges and your longings and your identity doesn’t serve anybody, but it especially doesn’t serve you.

So that’s why I encourage sissies to at least call a sissy trainer like me. Even if you’ll never put on a pair of panties and go to glory, and suck big black cock, you can still allow yourself to feel like a sissy girl for a few minutes. Personally, I think it feels good to be yourself.

Every day men pretends to be real men. They put on a suit or jeans and a sweater and go to work and pretend to be alpha boys. And that’s unfair to him and those who love him. Even if you can’t act on your impulses, you should not completely deny them. You can still explore your sissy side without blowing up your life.

Most of the men I talk to on my sissy phone sex line own a sissy kit they hide from their wives. And I encourage a sissy kit. And if you’re wondering what that is, it’s merely a bag that contains some things to help you experience being a sissy if even for just 20 minutes or so.

All I Want for Christmas is To Make You a Cock Sucking Sissy

You should include a pair of pretty panties, some lubrication, a sex toy of some sort and anything else you like to wear when you’re exploring your feminine side. Hide it somewhere your wife will never find it. But don’t get rid of it. You never know when you might find the time to play.

I think for Christmas, you should let yourself explore a real cock in real time. Make it the gift you give yourself. A burly man with a big cock for you to guzzle with the help of your phone dominatrix and sissy trainer.

With all these modern apps, like grinder and sniffies and glory holes all over the US, I’m sure I can turn you into the perfect cock sucking sissy for Christmas. Even if you’re new to this, grab a bag, steal a pair of panties and order yourself a dildo discreetly online. Then that you will own a sissy kit to play with and practice. Trust me, sissy wannabes, you need some practice before you suck a real cock. So, are you ready to be a cock sucking sissy for Christmas. You deserve a little something for yourself this holiday too.

Pissy Sissy Panties and SPH

Sissy Panties

There is nothing I Love more that dressing up a sissy Bitch, all Perfect, pretty and Proper. Then ruining everything about her from her perfect make up to her Sissy Panties. Let’s Talk about Daniel for a minute. I dubbed Him Danielle. It suits him in his flashy fire engine red wig, and red whore lipstick. Him turns to her very quickly when we play.

Daniel is what I Like to refer to as Lite in the pants. He is not packing, not even a little bit. We are talking 3 inches on a great day here. So that little pocket cock looks better saddled up with some pretty little frilly panties. It just belongs. I dress him up and turn him into The fierce hot Fuck Slut known as Danielle, and all is right with the Perverted world again.

Danielle Loves to get spanked when she’s wearing trashy lingerie and getting her bare bottom spanked as a BBC dicks her down. I Love seeing that ivory ass turn bright red as she mows down cock with her perfectly tight boy pussy. That Badussy can take huge cocks and a pounding. I love watching those big poles smear that lipstick while they fuck her face hard using her throat to please them. Hand shoved in her panties flicking that little clitty while she services all those Big Real Men Cocks.

The Grande Finale

The Absolute grand Fucking Finale is Danielle is a piss loving whore. Not only do I get to have her outfit destroyed, lingerie ripped to shreds, smear her lipstick and ruin her make up. After She’s packed full of dripping cum. I make her lay down, and no matter how many men she has fucked that night, they all gather around her and cover her boy in their warm golden potent piss streams. The only thing she is allowed to keep on, is her panties, and I make them saturate those.

Sissy Slave Training & MaXXXing out Your Bitch Boy Fuck Holes

You’ll do almost anything for me won’t you, Sweet face? I think it’s high time for your Sissy Slave Training. Im in a bit of a Cuck Queen mood this week, and your faggot ass is going to oblige me in ever way possible. No time for four play, it’s time to get down to the mother fucking get down. I want those guts beat the fuck up. Call me Barbeque baby, cause I’m gonna be all up in your fucking ribs.

Assume the position you Dick licker! Face down, ass up!  I just wanna make you a cum guzzling little hoe, with a fat ass pole puckered asshole. Let’s make that prison wallet gape. Dick lined out the door, to fuck your sissy mouth and that tight little boy pussy. I wanna blow that fuck hole wide apart. My plan is to get 2, count them, 2 cocks in that asshole to stretch it at the same time. Lets blow that fucker so big, you’ll prolapse on fucking command.

It would amaze you what I can do with a hot little marketplace ad! I’d love posting you up online and inviting all the freaky Bulls to come and work that tight hole, good and loose. You’re going to be my hot little trick sissy. That’s why we are gonna suck and fuck Multiples, Baby. I want a nasty little cock slave, and baby I’m hear to break you in right.

That sissy mouth was Made to get fucked

Ill have you beaming with boned hard pride, cocks shoved in your mouth so hard you’ll feel like you’re being assaulted. Those tight little meat globes cracked wide, hands gripping and cock ripping. I want you to be used and fucked so hard, that your balls will ache and your taint will fucking tear. Slave your ass off to service all these fucking cocks, for me!

I can’t tell you how much it turns me on. My Cunt just drips with a perfect Sissy Slave

Suck those cocks right up in your ass, and then shit those fuckers out for me. Prissy Bitch! We don’t do teasing around here. Get that mouth and ass busy, like a good sissy fucking slave should. It is your sole fucking purpose to be my panty boy sissy fucking bitch, and I plan to make you Love it.

I want you cum covered bukakke style!

Show me what you were made for you little Cum dump!

Sissy Slave Training

 

Mistress’s Plaything, My Slave’s Wallet

Domination phone sex As a dominatrix,  having my own little sissy’s wallet and his humiliation is my ultimate pleasure. I love making it visible to everyone. Domination phone sex is just the beginning, a sick, twisted fantasy that we both crave.

I remember the first time he called me, his voice trembling with need and desire. I could hear the desperation in his words, the ache in his voice as he begged for my control. I could tell he was aching to be dominated, to be my sissy slave.

I made him describe himself, every inch of his body, every detail of his desires. I wanted to know everything about him, to be able to control him completely. And then I started, my voice a sweet, sadistic whisper as I told him what to do. I made him touch himself, stroke his cock until it was throbbing and hard, ready for me.

I told him to wear a pink dress and heels to our next meeting, to show everyone what a slut he is. And he did, looking ridiculous and deliciously humiliating. I made him walk through the city, people staring at him in disgust and confusion. But he didn’t care. He only cared about pleasing me, his Mistress.

And then I made him go down on his knees and beg for my permission to cum. He begged and pleaded, his voice shaking with need. And I gave it to him, my voice a cruel laugh as I watched him cum all over himself. He was my sissy slave, and I was his Mistress. And we both loved it.

Sissy Piggy’s Locked Up Clitty

Femboy trainingMy sissy piggy wallet branded himself for me, marking his little body as my property. He knew exactly what he was getting into when he agreed to be my obedient little sissy. His clitty, that pathetic little thing, was locked up tight, just the way I like it. He couldn’t touch it, couldn’t pleasure himself unless I said so. It was all part of his training, making him understand that his body belonged to me.

I made him wear a chastity belt, the key always around my neck. He’d beg for release, his little dick aching to be free, but I’d just laugh and tease him. “Not yet, my little piggy,” I’d purr, watching his face flush with embarrassment and need. He’d squirm, his body betraying him, showing just how much he craved my touch.

His wallet, now branded with my initials, was a constant reminder of his place. He carried it everywhere, a symbol of his submission and my control. Every time he reached for it, he’d remember who he belonged to, who held the power over his pleasure.

So, you little sissies out there, are you ready to be locked up and controlled? Ready to have your clitty denied and your body used for my pleasure? If you are, you know where to find me. I’ll make sure you understand what it means to be a true sissy, obedient and eager to serve.

Daddy Is My Little Sissy Now

 

Sissy Training

 

 

Daddy i have a special friend for you to meet. I know you’re wearing that slutty outfit with at push up bra and those clear stripper heels. I know you don’t want to do it but if you don’t, I’ll tell mommy what you did to me last night. I know I seduced you and you couldn’t resist but she won’t care, will she? So, get on your knees and suck that BBC Yes daddy bob your head up and down and taste that cock. Choke on it daddy I want to watch you be a little whore. Oh, look now he has your ass in the air and he’s sliding it in you tight fuck hole. Oh yeah this is is making my pussy so wet. eat me out while he fucks you. Do you like the taste of my pussy daddy? Oh, look how hard your clitty is! You love being used like this don’t you? Don’t worry I’m taping it and will show a few of your friends what a dirty slut you are! I wonder what they’ll say. I’m sure there’s at least one who will want to use that tight hole and a few who might make you suck them off. Maybe you can be the new office whore?