Saturday, July 25, 2015

mike the wrestling cocksucker: defeated again.

Hi bois,

Mike the wrestling cocksucker is back for more humiliation.  He adores it so much that he actually paid me a pretty decent penny to write this... let's see how badly we can rip him to shreds.  ;)



Here's a fun way to kick things off!  I love visuals, don't you?  

In an attempt to further the destruction of his already suffering masculinity, Mike decided to set up a wrestling match with this guy, who happens to be about 20 years his senior.  

See Mike.  See Mike wrestle.  See Mike get his wimpy ass beaten down by an old dude.

See Drea laugh her glorious ass off.  

Gee, Mike, not sure which is funnier - seeing you get beaten, or the fact that (despite his arms being in the way, while you are presented front and center.  Oh, and the fact that your suit is way tighter...) your partner's bulge is about ten times more pronounced than yours is.  Honestly, if you hadn't pointed it out, I might not have noticed.  I thought maybe you'd just gotten a little dirt in your suit or something.  My bad!

You do have a lovely camel toe, though.  Oh, right.  My bad again.  Those are supposed to be testicles.  Whoops.  :)

And of course, as per "club regulations" (?!), Mike was required to give Mr. Old Dude a blow job after getting a face full of foot.  Wow.  It literally sucks to be you, doesn't it? LOL  

Oh, yeah, update on the pink homo suit Mike had ordered for himself:  Wrong size.  (insert collective "aww" of disappointment from the crowd here.)

Such a pity!  But take heart, people, he's ordered himself another one.  I guess it wasn't quite tight enough for him to show off his undersized package.  Try two sizes too small, Mike.  Now I realize that your itty bitty clitty is way more than just two sizes too small, but the suit has to fit the rest of your body, too.  :p

Okay, okay... enough with the stand-up comedy, already.  Drea out!


Kisses,
Drea.


Thursday, July 16, 2015

jason h: another bitch in the making




Hi again bois!

What can I say?  When it rains, it pours.  Another caller loved my Todd-trilogy so much that he had to have his own entry.  And I mean had to.  Not only did I raise the per-minute rate on him, I also charged him five times as much as I did Todd.  But then again, he's got so much more dirt to share than Todd ever did.

Let's see.  Where to start?  How about the fact that he has made a routine out of jerking off in his ex's panties.  Her name is Brooke M. and she has no idea that he as her panties.  But then again, she also has no idea that he loves anal play and tranny cock.  I do have to wonder what she would have to say about that.  Anyone located in New York know a Brooke?  Because personally, I think she should know.

But then again, his girlfriend Mandy H.  should probably have first dibs on any information that I have to hand out.  She's a good Christian girl and couldn't possibly approve of her current boyfriend's extracurricular activities.  I wonder what she would think of jason if she knew that he was a cock loving, cock sucking blackmail bitch.  If she isn't turned away by how much of a faggot he is, she's sure to be turned off by the fact that he loves to be forced into spending money just to let everyone know that he's a fucking perv.

And then, there's Chelsea M.

Mandy should really know about her, because she's the one that jason works with that he fantasizes the most about knowing his secret love for cock.  Jason knows that Chelsea would laugh her ass off and expose him for the cocksucker that he is.  Not only that, but she would probably take pictures to prove her point.

I've instructed jason to purchase a buttplug for himself to insert into his dudepussy while he's humping the mattress at the home at which he's supposed to be housesitting.  I'm sure the owner would love to know that you're raiding her panty drawer while jizzing all over her mattress while you talk to me.   Head's up, Tanya, check for the cum spot.  Wouldn't want to lay in that if you can help it.

Kisses,
Drea.


Todd's humiliation complete



Hi bois,

A fun end to the Todd-trilogy.  Todd is now back on the phone begging me once again to humiliate him and put him in his place on My blog while I tell you all about how I've forced him to pay me more to write this.  We've set an all time record for money spent for him, and he's currently swishing the cum around in his mouth that I forced him to dribble out.  Todd loves to see in writing what a jerk off bitch he has become for me, and I love hearing him repeat his "I asked for this" mantra with a mouthful of cum.  He can't control himself, and I'm reaping the benefits.

Kisses,
Drea.

P.S.  Todd's total for tonight is $237.41.... for one orgasm.  Laughing my way to the bank as we speak.

Todd - the makings of a slave



Hi again bois,

My goodness, I never realized what a jerk-off slave My Toddy is!  First he begs for the mantras, then he begs me to share it all on My blog.  On top of that, he THEN begged for permission to pay me more money to write another blog entry about him, while staying on the phone with me while I wrote it after I raised the rate. LMAO  I have mentioned that I love my job, haven't I?  He's currently standing there repeating his mantras in the mirror while I write to you all about what a jack-off boy he is.

Todd is going to cum on his face for me, and eat it, while paying for the permission to do so.  Why? Because he can't control himself.  He's been edging himself for Me for the past week without permission to cum.  Because he's a little pay slut, and he's pitiful to the -nth degree.  Because I own his ass.

Kisses,
Drea.


Todd's new mantras



Hi bois!

It seems the mantras were a hit with a couple callers of mine.  Todd in particular loved it so much that he paid for me to make him up his own.  He also begged for me to put them up on my blog for the world to see just how much I own his ass.  

Here they are:

I knew what would happen when I picked up the phone to call you.
I give you permission to make me do what you want.
I asked for this.
I have no one to blame but myself.
I beg to be owned.
I deserve this.


He also granted me permission to force him to cum all over his face.  I love my job.

Kisses,
Drea.


Wednesday, July 8, 2015

Be careful what you wish for...



Hi bois!

Last night I had very interesting conversation with a guy named Omar.  Omar is a black man with a serious cuckold fetish.  He's bit slender in the genital department, and around 7 inches (not bad, I suppose, but hardly qualifies for true BBC standards even if he'd had decent girth.)  

This wasn't the first time I'd ever spoken with Omar.  Previously, we had only done a bit of roleplay.  I would play his loving girlfriend, bringing home a huge cock to fuck in front of him while he whined about wanting to be my strong black boyfriend.  Cute, right?  

Our conversation last night, however, went drastically different.  Omar informed me that about two months ago, he had confessed his cuckold fetish to his girlfriend.  They roleplayed between the two of them for a while, but during the course of one of their "sessions", his girlfriend informed him that she was really going to do it.  

But it's just roleplay, right?  LOL Don't be so sure!

Four days ago, Omar's girlfriend sat him down to tell him that she'd gone through with it.   She had allowed herself to get fucked behind his back by a guy from work that she'd been flirting with for months.  He was bigger than Omar, thicker than Omar, and had stretched her out in a way that made her feel sexier than Omar could ever possibly achieve.  

Even in the midst of his heartbreak, Omar got a raging hard-on.  Talking to me about it four days later, he was nearly in tears... 

...as he stroked himself.  Fucking amazing.

His girlfriend has told him that she's leaving it up to him whether she fucks her co-worker again or not.  At first he told me that he would leave it up to her.  Further into the conversation, he changed his mind - he would tell her yes, please continue to fuck him.  

So in this delicate transitioning stage of truly becoming a cuckboi,  I would like to remind Omar of his mantras:
  • _________ FUCKED MY GIRLFRIEND.
  • MY GIRLFRIEND LOVES _________'S THICK BLACK COCK.
  • MY GIRLFRIEND CAME ALL OVER _________'S COCK.
  • _________'S COCK STRETCHED MY GIRLFRIEND OUT, AND SHE LOVED IT.
  • MY GIRLFRIEND WILL NEVER FEEL MY SKINNY DICK AGAIN.
And the two most important mantras of all:
  • I ASKED FOR THIS.
  • I HAVE NO ONE TO BLAME BUT MYSELF.
Repeat these to yourself whenever you get free time alone, Omar.  You'll get there.  ;)

Kisses,
Drea.

Saturday, July 4, 2015

mike the wrestling cocksucker

Heya Mikey ;)

So it seems as though you've fully embraced your total lack of masculinity.  You always prided yourself for your full head of hair?  lol  The joke's on you, sweetie.  Bald men have excess testosterone (aka, they drip manliness.)  Kim knew that.  She ditched your ass and replaced you with a guy that didn't have a single hair on his head - I've seen the pictures.  She knows what a real man looks like! So much for your full head of hair. LOL


But it's okay.  You've learned to compensate for your lack of manliness by taking up wrestling.  In the gayest form possible, but wrestling nonetheless.  No, really people, I'm talking full-blown homo wrestling.  What did you say the rules were?  The loser sucks the winner's cock, right?  It's like an established "thing" within your little club.  


And to top it all off, you've prepared yourself for your next two upcoming matches by buying yourself THIS:




Of your own volition, at that!! Wow.  I have to say, Mikey, you've really embraced your inner effeminate sissyboi.  Enjoy your cocksucking  wrestling matches! lol

Kisses,
Drea.