When I tell you that Trista is on horny little slut I really mean it. I hired her to babysit for me this weekend while I went out of town. She didn’t know that I have cameras every where in my house. Not to spy on the sitter but because I know how hot my girls are and how they play. It gives me uncensored porn to watch later.
Trista gave me a shit load of footage in just two short days. Some of it was just her and the girls. I can’t believe how much she taught them one on one!
But most of it was with guys that she invited over. She doesn’t discriminate that is for sure. They came in one by one, two by two and sometimes more then that. Young and old she did them all and even shared with the girls.
I have been home for a week now and still haven’t been able to watch all the film she provided. I still haven’t told her that I have the film. I will use that as blackmail for her and some of the guys I saw coming through at a later date.
Until then I am just enjoying the show.
Beaten Bit by Bit
The handkerchief in my mouth had the worst chemical taste on it. It made my eyes water from whatever was on it. At least it kept my nose open so I could breathe. I woke up in some strange place and my mind is just now getting less fuzzy. I feel like I have been beaten all down my legs, but they are bent and tied behind me so I can’t see them. I see blood on the floor beside me and wonder if it is mine. I can hear something that sounds like a girl trying to scream coming from another room, but her screams are muffled, and I know she must have the same handkerchief I do, which terrifies me.
I listen closer and hear loud thuds before each attempt at a scream, and some thumps so loud it feels like a body being thrown around. What in the fuck was happening? I couldn’t remember anything of how I got here. I was walking down the street and a car pulled up and that was all I could remember. Now I am tied up and gagged inside some weird dark place with hardly any furniture, and clearly some sort of maniac in the next room. The attempted screams soon turned into pathetic whine and whimpers and got quieter and quieter. It sounded like a dying animal, but I knew in my heart is was another girl.
The noises finally stopped and all I could hear were footsteps coming down the hall towards the room I was in. The door swung open and you stood there, covered in blood, and then smiled as if you were delighted. You said, “You’re finally awake!” like it was the most normal thing in the world to have me hog tied there. You stepped back into the hall for a second and came back with a baseball bat. It was also covered in blood. You came towards me and I couldn’t move, and I was even too scared to try to scream. You rolled me over and untied my legs. They were so stiff and sore, but the worst was yet to come. You swung the bat above your head and brought it down onto my feet as hard as you could.
My bones shattered and I finally started trying to scream. You kept swinging, making your way up my legs, smashing my bones systematically from the bottom up. The pain felt like fire and every dull thud created more and more sharp pain and blood spray everywhere. As you crushed my torso and ribs, I could feel myself choking on my own blood. I began whimpering and whining, and now I know why the other girl did. The last thing left to smash was my face. The rest of me was a broken bloody mess. You stopped for a moment, to hear me whine, and then swung the bloody bat right at my slutty little face….
Sissy Phone Sex Summer School in Session
I love sissy phone sex. Why? Because it is so much fun to laugh at losers. There are two kinds of men in my life. The ones that I fuck and the ones that I don’t. Curious about the ones I don’t let near my hot pussy? Cuckolds and sissies. What makes a man either? Look between your legs. Do you have at least 5 inches soft? If you answered no, then there is your answer. Some men have accepted their fate long before encountering me. A girlfriend or ex wife blocked them access to her pussy because she was getting something bigger and better, maybe even blacker. Something she could feel. Something that made her pussy gush everywhere. Something so opposite of you.
For those of you who have not yet had a reality check, you have me. I love to train sissies. I will emasculate and feminize you. Give you homework assignments. I will break you, own you, likely even abuse you. Pimp you out to my friends. Every hot teen phone sex slut needs a sissy or 20 to cater to her needs and whims. Oh, and to spoil her rotten. It is Summer time, so Sissy School is in full session. Get your panties and razors ready, because it is time to play my way.











