Forced Feminization Mindfuck Phonesex

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“Alright, gentlemen. Grab–him.”  And with that, my henchmen, strong, Eastern European men, hard men, who despise the likes of you, are upon you. Swiftly, they restrain you. And then I approach, my high heels clicking upon the tiles in the entryway to your home. “Yes, that’s right. When your wife she is away, that is when *I* decide to play!” My henchmen snicker derisively. “Oh what fun I have in store for you–or perhaps not so fun for you. But fun for me? Ha! Yes.”

I see the fear on your face, the outright shock that I have made good upon my oath to seek you out and find you. After all, I like England. The delightful shopping at the Duty Free at Heathrow alone makes it worth my while. And I have come prepared with my magic carpetbag. In it delicious surprises! But first, the mind fuck begins with the Rago panty girdle, the tightest I could find. “Put him on the floor, boys,” I command. Then Nicolai and Vlad, they toss you easily,  like the rag doll you are, face buried in the carpet, your bits now exposed for all of us to see.

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