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SISSY PHONE SEX

Here is a little something on Sissy Phone Sex from one of my favorite crossdressing sluts … Enjoy!

With my eyes shut, I took a deep breath. I knew what I wanted to say, but I couldn’t seem to form the words. I knew she was there waiting silently for a response and the tension was mounting. As I tried to form the words, she spoke in her typical aloof and rightfully superior tone, “So, you think I’ll allow you to make another video of me dominating and subjugating you, don’t you Steven?!

Even though Mistress Violet wasn’t right there in front of me, I began to squirm and I’m sure my face was red in humiliation. I was longing to give-in and relinquish all sense of self. All I could manage was a weak stutter before she continued.

“Steven, we’ve become friends…”, she said and I managed to break-in with, “Yes, of course, but that makes it even more … awkward, doesn’t it?”

Continuing in that superior tone, she laughed and said, “Oh? Does it? You don’t want a ‘friend’ to fuck you up the ass?”

“I .. ah, no, I mean, yes, I do but isn’t that … odd?”

“Odd?” she said and laughed, “Perhaps I want to fuck your ass and use you like the slut we both know you’d like to become … for me.” At that, my breath caught in my throat. She knew everything, but insisted on me saying it. My cock was so hard that it was becoming uncomfortable in my pants.

“Tell me.” Mistress Violet whispered in that sultry, addictive voice I’d grown to love and fear, slightly, “You know you want to, so do it!” Then her characteristic pause designed to make me squirm even more before she continued, “Hhhmmm, having a hard time of it today, are we? You know that you need to be taken, but since you’re a man, you think it makes you weak or perverse. You know that you can’t escape those feelings that in part, I helped grow, those desires building inside of you. It’s not only that you want it. You need it, don’t you?”

I wasn’t exactly afraid of Mistress Violet, because I knew, at the core, she was good person. What scared me was that a big part of me wanted her to be bad, mean even. I wanted, no, needed her to possess me. The reality was that I had thought about giving myself over to someone before her, but had never had enough courage. Always, the thought of being used, anally fucked, and even humiliated  by a woman, had been arousing before Mistress Violet, but now that I’d admitted it to her specifically, it was only Mistress Violet that I wanted to use and abuse me.

I was losing control and I was scared but extremely thrilled at the same time. I was getting weaker, my will fading as I heard her voice in my head. Again that sultry whisper, “Tell me what you want. I know what it is, but you need to say it out loud if you really want it.”

“How do you know?” I pleaded still feeling at odds, feeling as if I’d put us both in an awkward position. Mistress Violet was a wonderful woman. She was caring and even sweet, but I knew she had a dark side too.

“Isn’t obvious,” she said and sighed, “You know that’s only half of it. It’s cool. Maybe one day I’ll be up that way and actually make you do all those things whether you want to or not.”

“Can’t wait.” I choked out in reply.

“Be careful Steven,” she laughed again.

Maybe that is what pushed her. I don’t know. It was a crazy day at work. When my cell rang shrilly behind me, I went to mute it, but at the last second, I answered, “Hello.” Silence. “Hello.” I was about to hang up, when I heard Mistress Violet’s voice, “I have thought about this quite a bit. There will be five parts.”

“What parts…”

“Quiet! Listen! Today is the first part and a one time opportunity. Put on your coat right now! Don’t make me wait.”

I was instantly hard, but still hesitant, “It’s 3 pm. Are you serious? I’m still at work!”

“Steven!”

I broke, “Yes, Mistress.” As I was walking out of the office, the manager asked where I was going and I gave a generic response that seemed to satisfy him, but still drew a quizzical look. I’m not sure how I managed it with Mistress Violet in my ear saying, “Do you need to call me back? Maybe you should just tell him that you’re heading out to Victoria’s Secret to buy yourself some sexy women’s panties and get fucked up the ass like a bitch in heat?”

“You wouldn’t?” I said half afraid she’d make me tell him and half almost wanting to tell him.

“Oh really…” she let that hang, “maybe, but not today. Get going! We’ll chat on the way. What do you want to buy from Victoria’s Secret, Steven?” she said in a cheery yet snide voice as I was exiting the building.

“Whatever you tell me to, Mistress,” I replied still trying to grasp what I was actually doing out of work at that time of day and apparently going to by lingerie in public for myself.

“I am not your mistress yet, Steven. You will have to show me, prove how much you want me to own you; body, mind, and soul. I want to know what you’ve thought about wearing and what you want to buy for yourself.”

“That is really two different questions isn’t it?” I asked innocently enough I thought.

“This is not your game. It’s mine! This is your only warning.” She said and the phone went dead.

Now it was my turn to put up or shut up. This was my one opportunity and I wasn’t going to mess it up. I knew what I had to do so, I dialed her number finally prepared to go all the way, “Mistress Violet? I’m ready.”

“Better. Now let’s go shopping. Don’t wimp out; it won’t hurt…much.” The laugh…”

Of course, there is more to the Sissy Phone Sex fantasy and true story of Steven, but I will leave it to your fertile imagination or you can call me and we can start our own saga …

Mistress Violet
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