Your FemDom phone sex Goddess had quite a time the other night. Listen up. I think you’ll like the story I’m about to tell you. *Laughs*
You see, there’s a slave boy in the area who serves me from time to time. He made the mistake of telling Me about the fantasy he’s got of being rendered helpless through forced intox and completely humiliated. That idea was appealing to Me, so I decided to make it happen.
I gave him instructions that he should come to My house on a certain day at a certain time. I had a bottle of vodka from My liquor cabinet ready, and when he got there, I started pouring him shots. He was a bit nervous, but he knew better than to tell his Mistress no. Like a good boy, he took the shots as I ordered. I kept them coming until he was drunk–giggly and clumsy and completely helpless to what I was about to subject him to.
I told him to remove his clothes. He thought it was about to become a CFNM fantasy, but he was so, so wrong. *Laughs*
Once he was completely naked, I grabbed him and pulled his ear to My lips. “You said you wanted forced intox and humiliation, bitch. That’s what you’re going to get.”
He whimpered and trembled visibly. I didn’t let it deter Me. I never do. *Laughs*
I pulled the belt off of his pants and told him to bend over and grab his ankles. He tried to protest, so I just pushed him over. In his state, there wasn’t a lot he could do. He grabbed weakly for his ankles as he staggered and swayed. His bare ass was so vulnerable. I folded the belt over, drew My arm back, and started spanking.
“Look at you, all bent over like a little boy, getting your ass spanked for coming home drunk. What a loser.”
I dished out the corporal punishment until My arm gave out. His ass was all red, and the skin was raised with welts. Of course, that was just the beginning of the humiliation!
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