Mistress Jasmine’s Under My Heel Forced Feminization Phonesex

MISTRESS JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 ext. 262

Without looking at you, she walked into the house and sat down in an armchair in the living room, crossing her ankles prettily. She looked completely different,. Not only was she dressed in the way that you favour, a classic navy blue business suit, cut just above the knee, a single string of pearls around her swan-like neck, makeup done to perfection and wearing pantyhose and 4 inch heels but she was so pleased with herself, so self-satisfied so–happy. And of course she had every reason to be pleased with herself. She looked stunning.

You moved in for a kiss but she turned her head away and you could not sit down beside her as she was in the armchair. Usually she sat on the sofa. Everything was different. She was different, her actions and reactions were different. She had never looked more beautiful to you in all the time you had known her and she knew it.

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Making You My Bitch Phonesex

The Divine Mistress Jasmine 1-844-332-2639 ext. 262

“Sssss,” I whisper to you, like sound of serpent in your ear. You are asleep amid the sumptuous satin sheets and velvet comforter on my big canopy bed. You begin to awake as you always do–your body naked, spread-eagle on your stomach. You begin to stretch. But wait, there is something not quite right this time. You try to move but you cannot. You are bound tightly by the wrists and ankles to the mahogany bedposts. “What?” you say to me, still sleepy, still not sure what is happening. “What?” I echo, a cruel smile playing upon my crimson lips. “What are you doing, Jasmine,” you say as you begin to realize what is happening. “What the fuck are you doing?”

“I am playing with you,” I answer, moving closer to you but not so close that you can touch me. “Like cat with little mouse.”

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