It’s never to early to tribute Mistress. You motherfuckers need to get all over My wishlist and send Me big fat automatic tributes to show your appreciation for Me. I expect y’all to be thanking Me for giving you any damn bit of attention that you ever get out of Me. Show Me the money, bitches! Get up on some gifts and I mean like NOW, as soon as you read this, all of My fuckin’ sluts, you know who I am talking to. I don’t want to be disappointed in My really good bitches. I know they will be giving’ it up, high and hard, with the fat money, but you new cash whores better get right with the Tax Season spirit and make sure you understand who is getting’ and who is giving’ and, bitch, that means YOU!!!

I want to be thrilled this Tax season, so all you slaves, sissies, and loyal servants get busy and make this the best TAX season ever. Worship your Mistress with the gifts you keep on giving to Me. It’s so much fun receiving gifts and tributes from you all so make sure you stay at the top of My list of good little piggies. Looking for Phone Sex try my friends at Official Phone Sex.

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I had him stay like that while I ignored him for three more hours, letting him take another drink here and there. That drunken moron was on the phone mumbling about his tater testes and being My new little cock whore, half asleep, for like seven damn hours. Every now and then I would hear him moan “I love you, Mistress,” in between snoring and quietly singing about that dispatcher’s country fried gravy all over his wife’s big tits or some such other half-garbled nonsense. All of a sudden, he perked up and got half coherent, asking Me how much money he had spent on the call so far. Well, I told him he had been on for over five hours and had paid Me some big tributes. Drink more bitch I yelled. You said you wanted forced intoxication so drink more slut.

That bitch just mumbled and then fell back into his little weak balloon voice, all worshipful of the cucumber twisting up in his ass. I just kept having him slather it up withvegetable shortening and telling him what a pathetic little cock worshipper he was becoming. That trashed motherfucker could not get enough of that cucumber and I was just rolling as he finally fell asleep and the phone disconnected. That little dick was too drunk to do anything but get his redneck ass fucked and then go to bed . The bitch will be back too because he is addicted to Me now. All My slaves learn that when they show Me their need to be humiliated, it’s like opening up the floodgates. I will make you My bitch, for real, motherfucker, so call Me now and get ready for
MY WORLD!!!

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I asked mr. dickless diner if he had ever even sucked a big cock and he said “no”. What a sack of shit. Here he was going on and on about eating cum and he had never even had so much as a dildo in his ass. The bitch starts telling Me how bad he wants Me to pop his cherry, Ha!!! I told this drunk ass to get in his refrigerator and find Me a super thick and long cucumber and he said he had a big one. I had him grab some crisco out of his pantry. Then I made him down two more shots and, by this time, he was pretty fucking wasted.

I told him to close his eyes and think of that dispatcher’s big old cock all shiny with his wife’s pussy juices. I made him start sucking off that big fat cucumber and he was all messed up and really feeling into it, like it was a real cock. I started reminding him how tiny his skeeter bite dick is in contrast to the one in his mouth and he just hummed with satisfaction. I told him he was a good little cocksucker and how he was so lucky I was letting him give Me money to prove what a horny little cock gobbler he could be. I had him shove that huge vegetable, slow but sure, up his slave ass and he moaned sweetly like a good little bitch. LOL

“You like being fucked like a little cock whore, don’t you, bitch?!” I demanded. The truck-drivin’ queen of the road started moaning and whining in this high-pitched voice that sounded like somebody was torturing a balloon. “oh Mistress,” the bitch cried out, “i love cock, i love it when he fucks me in my ass so hard like that and it’s making My puny prick hard”. I told him he couldn’t cum until he satisfied his wife’s man and he just let out this sigh and I could here him shaking. “Please Mistress, may i cum?” he begged. “HELL NO, you piece of shit,” I hollered at him, “take another drink bitch you wanted
forced intoxication and keep that green bean deep up in your pussy ass!”

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So this guy just kept on babbling about food and his little dick. That bitch was definitely a cumslut and he told Me about this adult video store out in the sticks where he could suck a real cock. I told him that would have to wait for when he wasn’t so damn drunk and I had him throw down another shot. I just love forced intoxication. He starts talking about how much he wants to eat out his wife’s chocolate cream pie and then, before you know it, he starts drifting back to his “tater testes” and how bad he wants Me to fry ‘em up for him to eat. LOL!! I mean this guy only wanted Me to make him drink and he would moan “yessss, MA’AM, mmmm-hmmmm” when I would remind him about how much I liked laughin’ at him and controlling him through the other end of that bottle. They all love it when I tell them how much I adore using and abusing fucking weak-ass niblet-dicks like him.

Then this trashed loser starts singing’ like a really awful country crooner, “fry my tater testes, Mistress, make ‘em extra crunchy. Dip ‘em in your boyfriend’s creamy white country gravy”. HaHa HaHa I had to tell him fast, “whooooaaa there, bocephus,” turn down the volume on that singing’. I sure as hell don’t wanna hear that shit. Just have another shot and settle down for a minute. Then he starts apologizing and telling Me over and over again how he just wants to prove himself to Me by eating his own scraggly nuts. This motherfucker was serious, but too damn drunk to do anything more than mumble about how much he wanted to eat his own damn balls. LOL!! I said, “Drink one more shot” then I decided it was time to break some new ground with this douche bag. Forced Intoxication I think was just a little to much for this cluster fuck. LOL hahahahaha

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Every now and then I get a call from a slave that just keeps Me laughign’ My ass off for hours. This stinkin’ drunk pusbag called Me last night and, for the first half hour, I could barely get a full sentence out of him without him mumblin’ “Mistress fry my tater testes, mmm mmm good!” He said he’d been downin’ straight shots of bourbon for a couple of hours before he said he finally got the nerve to call Me and that he had been thinking about Me for weeks after seeing a few of My hot videos with a real man and a real big dick. He said, “A Little More Forced Intoxication wouldn’t hurt. LOL This little bitch is a truck driver who caught his wife fuckin’ the dispatcher one day when he had to come back early for repairs. I just about fell out of My chair when he told Me that she called him a “big fat man with a floppy french fry dick” and that she didn’t want nothin’ to do with his fat ass anymore. HAHAHA!!

Well, he started sobering’ up a bit, but then he starts tellin’ me he wants Me to get him all trashed again, so I told him to set up four shots and wait for Me to let him throw each one down. The bitch starts talkin’ about how he wishes he could suck his dispatcher’s “king long dong” after being dipped deep up in his wife’s hot wet pussy.

I told him to down a shot and he starts going on about “suckin’ the whipped cream off of his wife’s cherry pie pussy”and then he started mumbling’ again “Mistress please deep fry my tater testes”. I busted out laughing hard and told him to slam down another shot. That redneck started going on and on about how he needed to get his “floppy french fry dick dipped in a big boy’s white country gravy” and I about fell out, but he wasn’t nearly done talking’ up his little disgustingly funny menu and I wasn’t nearly done keepin’ his crazy ass good and drunk. Check back tomorrow for more. LOL!!!

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So with My cuckie, chuckie, and gay ray sittin’ on the floor at the foot of My bed, I started fuckin’ the shit out of My boy toy, meat, risin’ up and down on his huge cock while them bitches drooled and stared, all bug-eyed and horny. After My first two orgasms, I looked over at chuckie and told him to get down there and suck gay ray’s cock while the newbie bitch watched in his drunken stupor and stunned fascination. I was whoopin’ it up and bangin’ My meat stick HARD, rough ridin’ that big boy. Then gay ray started to pant and moan while chuckie got down on his cock, but good. Ol’ chuckie has become an expert little cocksucker and gay ray was obsessed with meat’s long fat dick and how I was slidin’ up and down on it and squeezin’ My big perfect tits.

All of a sudden, the new cock whore cried out, “oh my GOD!! I wish I was You, Mistress!!” Immediately, chuckie let go of gay ray’s cock and leaned away from him. chuckie knew what was coming next. I leaned forward and punched gay ray full on in his stupid face without losing a beat on meat’s big cock and hollered, “listen good, new bitch, you don’t EVER open your fat mouth and talk to Me while I am busy gettin’ mine! Mistress don’t like being distracted by Her little cock slaves, you understand Me, BITCH?!?!” Having fallen backward and smacked his head on the floor, gay ray crawled back up to the foot of the bed and begged, “pleeeeease forgive Me, Mistress, pleeeeeeeeease!!!!” I retorted, “I’ll think about it, bitch, if you make it worth My while. you get together with sissy boy and your credit card after I am done fuckin’ meat and make your apology MEAN somethin’! Now, shut the FUCK up while I finish or I’ll hang you by your scrawny ankles and chain you up with that scuzzy dirtbag with your lips locked and taped together, dumb ass.”

He kept his mouth shut after that and I made him and chuckie french kiss each other while they watched the rest of My hour long ride on the meat wagon. I must have cum forty damn times! I swear that meat is the best piece of slave flesh I ever let crawl into My house. WOOOOOO! Hell YEAH!!! gay ray ended up dropping another $7000.00 for his transgressions and I had Myself a nice long sleep while sissy boy locked chuckie, dirtbag, and gay ray in the closet together. I think My new gay boy has learned how things are in Mistress Skyler’s world, but I still like putting him “back in the closet”. Ha!!! See, bitches, it don’t matter if you are straight, bi, or gay. If you step foot in MY WORLD, I will turn you on, break you down, turn you out, and make you over fresh for My purposes and don’t y’all forget it!

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“So, gay ray, let’s hear what you think is a decent tribute to see Me fuck My boy toy, meat.” I said, sternly, with My arms crossed and My eyes staring down at him as he shook. “Ummm, $200.00, Mistress?” he replied, meekly, looking a little flustered. “MEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAT!!!!!!!!” I hollered, while I glared, angrily, down at gay ray. meat got up off the bed and came over to that gay boy and slapped him across his sweaty face so hard that he was thrown off the love seat and onto the floor, but his cock throbbed even harder. “Try again, bitch,” I said calmly. “$500.00, M-M-Mistress?” he mumbled with a frightened look on his face. I looked at meat and nodded, nonchalantly, and he hauled off and kicked him dead in his fat nut sack. gay ray caught his breath as he writhed in pain, but his cock started getting hard again as he stared up at meat’s monster dick.

“I think we got us a little cock whore and pain slut all wrapped up into one, don’t we bois?!” I announced with a belly laugh. “Yes Mistress,” the bitches replied in unison. “Now you have to pay double, gay ray, because I am letting meat beat your ass AND you get to watch Me fuck his tiny brains out! So, let’s hear it, dumb ass… what do you think is a worthy tribute for a Mistress as powerful as Me?” I asked with an evil little grin. “Please Mistress, please have mercy on Me and tell Me it’s okay for Me to pay you $5000.00 for the privelege, please Mistress?” he begged as he looked back and forth at Me and meat’s cock. “Do the math, bitch. $5000.00 times two is….?” I prompted with a wide smile on My face. “$10,000.00, Mistress, YES!!! Please let Me pay You $10,000.00!!” he said with excitement, licking his lips, all wide-eyed and drunk off his ass.

“Okay, sissy boy, I’m going to let him get by with $10,000.00 tonight,” I yelled out with a smirk. While sissy completed the transfer into My account, I had meat grab gay ray by his hard cock and sit him down beside chuckie, who immediately winked at My new bitch and whispered in his ear, “you are so lucky.” gay ray looked bewildered, but quickly returned to being fascinated as I pushed meat back down on the bed and mounted him with gusto! That ain’t the end of this fun night, so check out what happens next tomorrow. I’m going to be taking financial domination calls and also phone sex calls tonight.

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I joined ray in My bedroom and sissy boy brought us in a few more cocktails, making sure that ray’s were extra strong and we chatted about My life as a Mistress. I could tell that he was intrigued and that he was a totally gay man-whore type as he started getting wasted on drinks. I called My bitches into the bedroom, had sissy boy chain dirtbag upside down by his ankles from a beam in the one of the far corners of the room, told chuckie to sit down on the floor at the foot of the bed as I unlocked his chastity belt, and had ray sit beside sissy boy in the love seat adjacent to the bed so that he would have a good view.

sissy boy started whispering in ray’s ear that he wanted his cock while he zipped down his pants and started stroking it. ray wasn’t really into sissy boy, but he didn’t move because, just then, meat came in and I pushed him down on his back on My bed. ray just stared at meat’s big cock while My other bitches stared at My fine body as I stripped down to nothin’ but My black thigh highs and pumps. I walked over to ray and stood in front of him, blocking his view of meat and told him he would have to cough up some cash if he wanted to watch Me fuck the shit out of My meat stick. By that time, I had ray right where I wanted him, drunk, hard, and desperate.

“How much do You want, Skyler?” he asked, with sweat pouring down his face. “First of all, from now on, you will address Me as ‘Mistress’, do you understand?” I demanded. “Yes Mistress,” ray replied nervously. “Secondly, you will now respond to the name, ‘gay ray’ and you will never disobey Me if you want to play in MY world, got it?” I insisted. “Wha-wha-whatever you say, Mistress,” he stuttered. “Now, gay ray, pull out your mother-fuckin’ platinum card and give it to sissy boy, pronto!” I commanded. That boy pulled out his card like he was scared for his life, but I noticed that his big cock was throbbin’ and pre-cum was dribblin’ outta the head. sissy boy took his card and went into My office to log onto one of My accounts. he’s My most trustworthy slave, so I let him manage some of My business from time to time. I bet you can’t wait to find out what happens next. I am such a tease, HAHAHA! Fuck, I’m the BEST!

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The next day, sissy boy got all gussied up in his French maid’s outfit and was about done cookin’ up a nice roast for dinner when ray arrived. Once sissy boy answered the door and brought him into My living room, ray and I chatted and had a few laughs at sissy boy’s expense as he served us a few cocktails. ray could tell that sissy boy was not a Woman and I could tell he was still quite naive about My status as a Mistress, as if it was all a joke. he kept asking where meat was and I told him he would be in for dinner with the rest of My bitches.

When sissy boy announced that dinner was served, I led ray into the dining room and he was immediately in shock as soon as he saw dirtbag under the dinner table, naked, on his knees, and chained to a chair with a little dog bowl beside him. Then he saw my cuckold, chuckie, with nothin’ but his chastity belt on and the word “cocksucker” magic markered in red on his forehead. Finally meat came in, pulled My chair for Me, and ray and chuckie sat down while meat scooted Me up to the table. Of course, ray couldn’t take his eyes off of meat, who sat beside him, completely naked except for a cute little bow tie around his neck, and his cock hard as a rock. ray asked if this was how dinner always was in My home and I calmly replied, “of course,” as sissy boy served the meal up.

he was mesmerized by meat’s huge cock and asked, “is he always this hard?” I told him, “sure, whenever he’s in My presence, that dick is standing at attention.” ray barely touched his meal since I had directed chuckie to wink at him throughout the meal and meat just made him sweat! Then his mouth hung open as he watched me throw the scraps from My plate down into dirtbag’s bowl and saw him scarf it up using only his mouth. “Don’t you ever feed that one?” ray asked. I told him, “yeah, when he earns My scraps, he gets ‘em, but he’s been a little slow with his tributes this week, so he’s gone without for a few days.” I could tell ray was a little freaked out, but I just smiled and had sissy boy take him into My bedroom to calm him down and let him know that there were some surprise festivities planned just for him. I’ll save what happened next for tomorrow, so check back.

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I was at the beach last week with My big beefy boi toy, meat. I brought him along to carry My umbrella, cooler, and some other supplies, plus there’s nothin’ like a pair of strong hands to rub sun block all over My fine soft skin. After I had popped the tab off and downed a few cold ones, I laid out in the sun and napped for bit while meat played in the surf. I was rudely awakened by this gay man who had come over and started flirtin’ with meat after he had come back to rest at My feet. He was a little on the loud side and meat, not known for his big brain by any stretch, didn’t seem to get that the dude was gay and makin’ a play for him. Hell, all you had to do was look down at his tight swimming trunks and see this big ol’ pup tent on display. I’ll give him that much. The boy was packin’ a big dick, but I was irritated with how aggressively he was pursuing My meat stick right in front of Me.

I sternly commanded, “Meat, rub My feet, bitch!” and this caused the gay boy to finally turn his attention to Me. “Oh, is this your boyfriend?” he asked as if he hadn’t imagined the possiblility. “Naw,” I told him calmly, “he’s My bitch. I own that hunk of meat you’re makin’ your moves on.” This peaked his curiosity. “What do you mean?” he asked. I told him to have a seat beside Me and grab a beer and I would tell him all about it. Turns out this guy was fascinated by the prospect of My big sexy muscle boi actually being owned by a petite Woman. He told Me his name was ray and that he had slipped off to the beach after a short day of corporate seminars he had been attending nearby with the Fortune 500 company he helped run. I knew My superior Women’s intuition was steering Me right when I told ray to sit down and have a beer with Me and I immediately smelled big money comin’ My way as we continued to talk.

ray couldn’t help but to keep stealin’ glances at meat while the slave rubbed My toes and he giggled like a schoolgirl, tellin’ Me he wouldn’t mind being a slave to meat, acting like he was just playing, but I could tell that, deep down, he was horny and serious. he still didn’t know who he was talking to. I finally told him he could come over in a few days for a nice dinner that My sissy boy would cook up for us. ray accepted My invite, as I knew he would, and I gave him My address before he went off to jog down the beach. I told meat that I was going to turn that gay boi into a money slave and that put a smile on both of our faces while the sun beamed down on us. Y’all are gonna love what happened next.

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