As you walk in the door, you find your place its time to tame the beast with forced intoxication phone sex. My feet are above you, and I use you like a boost to sit in my chair. There you are dressed as a sissy phone sex and ready for my instructions. As you swallowed a small set of panic came in, knowing what I might make you do is out of your realm. You start to mumble out loud, and I slap you with A- bar (a small sheet of sheet metal perfect for spankings) and bring you back to reality.

You know I can do anything, so I make you walk to the fridge and take out a bottle of cheap whiskey. The stuff that potent but not a name brand. You return to me crack it open, taking your first sip. I hit you with the enforcer (a large piece of plastic with handle) that’s not good enough. Order you to take a bigger swig. Of course, you oblige. I open my mail, and pictures of your dresses as a sissy fall out spilling all over the floor. Look of shock and panic on your face when you knew that you were caught. Dressing In inappropriate attire, you look like shit.

Forced intoxication phone sex

Take another swig to show your obedience. More pictures of you come out stroking without permission shame on you take another drink. You thought that you could rub one out real fast before I find out. How dare you unlock without permission I force intoxication phone sex you into oblivion. Your punishment seems long overdue, and its time that you paid for your sissy phone sex mistakes. There’s no way out of it, any of it, tonight’s feature is humiliation. Take another drink. Look into my eyes and know that I have full control over you, and there no way out. You are right where you belong: on the floor bottle in hand.