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I ONLY LIKE TWO KINDS OF MEN, DOMESTIC AND IMPORTED…Mae West ‎"Good girls go to heaven; bad girls go everywhere."~Mae West

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I feel I am a bit of a sadist. Inflicting pain on a willing and wanting submissive man is such a sexy thing. I love that moment of anticipation just before the first strike. My hands stroking back forth across your ass lightly. Using my bare hand has often been my favorite. Feeling the tremble under my hand is intoxicating. Pushing their head lower so their bottom curves tighter, so yummy.

Maybe a bit of nail scratching down slowly. The red trails left behind. Then pulling my hand back and letting it come down hard against your ass. The sound is so beautiful and if you moan for me it sends me flying.

I like a submissive bent over a bed or arm of a sofa for a spanking. Over the knee is nice too, such an intimate moment. Especially with that hardness pressing against my thigh showing that the desire is strong for the pain they are enduring. Girls can be so fun to spank too, as sometimes they squeal. And if I can get the one I am sharing with to utter, “Oh God… more Miss Patty, please.” Well that is always a turn on.

I make toys to use also. Leather and wood against a smooth inner thigh or upturned bottom is exquisite.

I need someone who wants to endure the pain for me. That wants to find the rush of endorphin and that space that allows Ecstasy to mingle with the reality of the pain. Is it too much to ask for? Not to the right person.

 

Patty

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So today I was having some ice cream with my girlfriend…
This guy came up to us and said “Wow that ice cream looks really good when you eat it like that”
In my head I already knew what he meant but yeah I just wanted to hear him say it.
So I asked…  What do you mean by that ?
He said, that cream on your lips has my cock so hard right now.
My girlfriend and I both looked down …and yes, he was super hard pressing against his pants.
I keep wishing my cock was in your hand instead of that cone.
I told him to enjoy me while I lasted cause tonight was my last night in town.
I keep thinking about how fucking hard he was, so thick too…..
Should I have  let him fuck me?

 

Patty

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I want to be a good little girl and please Santa.
I do not want to disappoint him and end up on his Naughty List ( or do I???)

As a little Girl my Daddy would threaten “BE A GOOD GIRL OR SANTA WILL PUT YOU ON HIS NAUGHTY LIST
This would always make me straiten up and be on my best behavior! No little girl wants coal in her stocking!
I would try and be extra good from Thanksgiving until Christmas. Knowing that this mystical Santa was watching me and knew everything I was doing Good or Bad!!!

Now I think yes, it is very good to be on Santa’s Good list!  I love the presents!
But there is something in me that thinks hmmm, What if I was on his Naughty list!
I picture this Man in his Red suit Coming up to me on my knees. I am  Dressed in White thigh highs with red bows , a little red baby doll nightie, with red and white sheer thong panties.
Santa Tells me “Patty you have been a very naughty girl! You must pay the consequences!”
Santa then pulls down his pants and pulls out his North Pole.
It is so big I instantly go to grab for it but he smacks my hand a way with his white gloved hand!

Santa  then tells me to open my mouth and Suck his pole!  I start to suck and it grows longer and longer! “This is why you’re on my naughty list!
You are such a dirty little slut!  Bend over you naughty little HO HO HO!
He then comes up behind me and slides my drenched thong down my thigh and tells me to leave it around my ankles.  I do as Santa says!  My body is shaking and my pussy is throbbing in hopes of that long hard North Pole sliding up inside me!

Santa stands behind me and says I am going to have to spank you naughty girl for all the bad slutty things you have done all year long!
He proceeds to smack my ass over and over!
I feel his white gloved hand  making my ass cheeks sting!
Santa then comes closer and I feel his hot breath, it smells like gingerbread on my neck!
He grabs me by the hips and rams his big hard long North Pole all the way up inside me!

If you would like to hear the rest of the story give me a call me!

 

Patty

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Men have got to be the kinkiest and most perverted creatures on earth, but I think I might give them a run for their money. Some have mild fetishes like voyeurism and cuckolding but mine go as far as using people as toilets. Golden shower phone sex can be so intense and thrilling if done correctly. It also helps to have a partner willing (or not). I like making it erotic but it pleasures me being very nasty too. Seeing how pathetically you lay there groveling at my feet while I stand over you showing the pinkness of my dripping pussy. Lay back and take your reward as I squat down over you and holding open my lips for you to see the tiny hole as it drenches you with delectable delight. Watching as my golden shower phone sex  flows over your face and deep within your mouth. Swallow it and taste its sweetness. You can be a slave to it and all it has to offer. Your cock probably gets very hard and aroused thinking these nasty things or how much you really want it. You have probably had lots of premature ejaculations picturing in your mind a sexy seductive yet dominating woman standing over you releasing her golden flow on you. The very thought of it makes you throb. I give lots of  golden shower phone sex to many men and some females who crave it. You will probably be requesting my service also soon. Once the thought hits you and festers in your mind, you will be calling. You will want to hear as my flow encompasses you and of course your face. I have a good mind to stuff your mouth with urine soaked panties beforehand. Maybe the flavor will make it more erotic for you. So enjoy all your other fetishes until we speak about your golden shower phone sex.

 

Patty

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When I was younger, I had a developed a “serial dating” habit.  Back in the late ‘90’s, there were a number of phone dating sites that a female could join for free.  Being single, and open-minded, I eagerly signed up for one. Looking back, I suppose that was the seed that would launch my phone career 15 years later. Within no time, I was talking to lots of men on this line. I have always loved one night stands. The thrill of sex with a stranger is intoxicating to me.  One I recall in particular was a man that lived about 3 hours away in another state.  After a series of conversations, we agreed to meet at a hotel that was equidistant for us both.  Before we met, he requested I bring stockings and high heels. I had them, but no man had ever asked that of me before. I brought thigh high stockings and 4 inch black patent heels.  We met at the designated place and time.  He was nice looking, and I felt like I knew him from our long conversation.   He kissed me; his hands were all over my body.  My hands were rubbing and squeezing his hard cock. He stepped back, and said, “Go dress up for me”.  Knowing exactly what he meant, I grabbed my bag and went to the bathroom.  I had been with men, but no man had ever specifically asked me to wear just that for him.  I put on a black push up bra that accentuated my 36 D tits; black bikini panties, the stockings and heels.  When I came out of the bathroom, he was nude and sitting in a chair, stroking his 8 inch cock.  “Come stand in front of me”, he said.  I walked over, not sure how to act.  Seeing his reaction to me, I felt a surge of power, and knew I was in control. Control of his emotions. Control of him. I walked around him, and leaned in pressing my tits into his back.  I nibbled his ear. “Do you like that, baby”? I whispered.  His moan was my answer.  I walked around to his front, and took his hand, and placed it on my stocking thigh.  “Feel my stocking”, I ordered.  He obeyed.  I put my foot on his leg, and his hand traveled down to my shoe.  He fingered my shoe, rubbing the heel.  His other hand rubbed his cock. Precum was coming out. I rubbed the toe of my shoe against his cock.  I then stepped back, and ordered him, “Now, masturbate for me, I want you to cum”.  “Where do you want it”? He asked. “I want you to cum in your hand” was my reply. He was stroking hard and fast. Within two minutes, he was done.  I spent the rest of the night giddy with newfound knowledge and power over men that I had never experienced.  We did other things that night, but that’s another story for another time.


Patty

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