Skylarking antics lead to otk paddling phone sex

My antics and exuberant skylarking have been known to end up with me face down over Sir’s lap.  My backside bared and my legs trapped between his.  A liberal dose of the otk paddle seems to have a calming effect on my spirited nature.  After a hard and fast ass warming, I often find myself on my knees and elbow getting fucked like the naughty little slut that I am.  I’m well behaved for a day or two but soon the soreness wears off and I’m back to my skylarking bratty antics and find myself in the same predicament I was in a few days prior.

Zesty Zoey

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Forced Oral Phone Sex

I was laying on the bed reading when Sir came into the room.  I took my eyes off my page for a second and smiled at him standing in the doorway.  Sir gave me the look and crooked his finger at me in a come here motion.

I smiled at him again and said “As soon as I’m finished with this page.”

That was so the wrong answer.  In two quick strides, Sir crossed the room and had my full attention via a fist full of my hair.  He was definitely not in the mood to play around today.

I quickly found myself on my knees in front of him with a face full of his manly cock.

Zesty Zoey

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Princess Zoey’s Humbling Phone Sex Part 2

My words fell on deaf ears as the jesters quickly jumped up and made quick work of picking me up and tearing off my gown and petticoats revealing my naked body to their eyes and the eyes of all the other onlookers.  The men were wiry and strong and my struggles were futile.  I was dragged to a wooden beam with four legs supporting it.  I was strapped down upon the beam, my back and ass exposed to the air and the wood edges pressing cruelly into my stomach, breasts, and pussy.

From a rack of implements designed to torture a person, each jester picked up a leather flogger.  After first bowing to the king, they began to dance and sing around me.  Then they began to bring those floggers down upon my skin.  Each thrash brought multiple sensations of being stung by wasps.  I tried to keep my cries to myself, knowing that this was what they wanted, to hear my torment.  With the three of them raining down blows is quick succession, I hadn’t know such searing pain and it wasn’t long before wails escaped my lips, not just of pain but of shear embarrassment and shame.

The blows rained down and the screams were torn from my lips.  As two of the jesters continued to beat me with the floggers, the third walked up to my head, opened his breaches and stuffed his foul smelling cock right into my mouth.  My screams turned into gags and noises of disgust and distress.

The king laughed and said “That’s a much more pleasant sound.”

I struggled to pull my head away but it was held firmly in place.  This new noxious instrument of torture and humiliation began to slide in and out of my mouth.  Every time he pressed deep inside me I gagged and was so thankful that I had an empty stomach or I would have embarrassed myself further.  Tears streamed down my face as he fucked and chocked my mouth and throat until finally he grunted and my mouth was flooded with his cock cream.  I swallowed it down to keep from choking and he slid his limp cock from my mouth and to my horror another was ready to take his place.

I was forced to endure this degradation with all three of the laughing dancing men.  When they each had abused my mouth and forced me to swallow their seed, the stinging blows of the floggers finally stopped and I was untied and lifted to my feet.  The king slowly applauded and I optimistically thought that my humiliation was coming to an end.  I was regrettably mistaken, my ordeal had only begun.

Zesty Zoey

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Princess Zoey’s Humbling Phone Sex

The orchidaceous King Henry sat upon his throne ruling over all the land.  He was a sadistic, ill tempered king who often sacrificed maidens to amuse his twisted tastes.  My parents were King and Queen of the next kingdom over and we were passing through on our way to a meeting with a kingdom beyond to orchestrate my marriage to the Prince there.

As we were passing through King Henry’s land, our carriage was stopped and seized by the Captain of the Guard and his lackeys.  My mother and father were separated from me and I was taken before the king and presented to him without pretense.  When I arrived in the King’s court, I saw my parents locked individually, naked in cages suspended over the court floor on either side of the king.

“Your Majesty, we have brought you a succulent maiden to entertain you and your courtiers.”  the Captain of the Guard announced holding my struggling form harshly by my arm.

Seeing me glaring up at him and struggling within the guard’s grasp, the King smiled and said, “A maiden with spirit and fight.  You have done well, Sir Aaron.”

Becoming enraged at the sight of my own parents being humiliated in such a manner and indignant at being treated as a common peasant, I gave a wordless roar and used my free lower limbs to free myself.  Shoving my weight into the Captain I managed to knock him off balance enough to kick at him behind his exposed knee causing him to collapse forward.  I used this advantage to grab his helmet and shove his head to the floor and to reach for his sword at his side.

I had just started pulling the sword out of its scabbard when I was grabbed from behind by another of the guard, my arms pinned to my side, and picked up off my feet.  More guards came running in with thongs of leather and they made quick work of binding my hands and feet together.  The Captain, recovering quickly, got back to his feet and back handed me with his gauntleted fist.  I remained silently defiant glaring at him and my other captor despite the rush of the iron taste in my mouth.

The King got up from his throne and came down his ornate stairs.  Coming to stand before me, he grasped my chin between his fingers and forced to look at him.  I refused to be cowed and did my best to show him he would never intimidate me.

“You are Princess Zoey from the Kingdom of Elise,” he stated.

I nodded and continued to stare him down wordlessly.

“Are you offended by your treatment here?”  he questioned smiling that evil smile of his.

“As you so aptly pointed out, I am Princess and my mother and father, whom you have incarcerated above your court are King and Queen of the Kingdom of Elise.  We have done nothing to warrant such treatment.  I demand to know why you have detained us when we were simply passing through your kingdom causing no issues on our journey.” I replied as haughtily as possible hoping my confidence would persuade him to let us go with no further molestation.

His grin spread as though I had responded in exactly the way he had hoped I would.  He turned to the Captain and ordered him to call the court jesters into the main hall.  In a few minutes, appeared three men in outfits nearly as orchidaceous as the King’s.  They made their way dancing and tumbling to kneel at the king’s feet presenting themselves as ordered.

Turning to address the three bowed heads, the King said “Jesters, I have brought you here today to reward you for your outstanding performance and entertainment last night.  Here, I have this succulent morsel for you to enjoy as we enjoyed you last night.  You are to do with her as you wish here and now with the entire court watching.”

Pulling me from the restraining arms of his guards he tossed me unceremoniously onto the floor and walked back to his throne.  Then he sat and clapped his hands signaling the show should start.  From the side doors, heavy wooden furniture as rolled into the hall and strategically placed for maximum viewing ability of the king from his throne and my parents from their cages on either side of the king.  I was to be used and humiliated not only in front of the king and his court but in front of my parents as well.

“No!” I screamed outraged.

Zesty Zoey

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Losing a Football Bet Phone sex

Being forced to watch football has caused the sport to grow on me over the years.  I’m not an expert or anything but I do appreciate the men in their tight pants.  I’ve always been a sucker for the ones who are always under appreciated.  So, being in Steeler’s country, I take a lot of flack for being a Buffalo Bills fan.

My friend Alex, in particular, rides me hard about being a Bills fan and reminds me of how much they lose every chance he gets.  This year I’m being optimistic and when Alex started running his mouth I told him to put his money where his mouth is.

There was an upcoming Bills vs. Patriots game on Sunday and I offered a bet.  He’s been trying to get into my bed for months and I figured I’d take advantage of his eagerness to my advantage.  I bet him that if Buffalo won then he had to take me out to dinner to the restaurant of my choice.  If New England won, I’d put my hair in the pretty braids he loved so much and let him fuck my mouth and show him my mastery in the art of deep throating.

He jumped at that bet faster than anything.  I lost the bet.  He gloated the entire time he claimed his prize.  Then asked me about the stakes for our next bet.

Maybe you’d like your own football bet with me?  *wink*

Zesty Zoey

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Sensation Play Phone sex

Sir had me tied down and restrained spread out on the bed.  He’d brought out all of my favorite sensation toys and I knew I was going to cum so hard!

He picked up the soft glove and drew the fabric up my body in a whisper of a touch.  I closed my eyes and moaned enjoying the sensation.

“Good idea, my sweet little subbie.” he said before pulling a blindfold over my eyes.

Next, I felt the slight sting of the thin cane tapping up and down the inside of my thighs.  I knew my pussy was getting wetter and wetter by the minute.  I groaned and pushed my hips up into his hand when Sir’s fingers dipped inside my pussy.

“So hot already,” he teased me, “I think we need to cool you off a bit.”

Uh-oh.  I knew this session was too sweet to be true.  I began to tug at the restraints but he knew his little Houdini too well and had tightened the restraints so I couldn’t wiggle out of them.  I was held firmly in place.

I screamed as he suddenly shoved that first brutally cold ice cube deep inside my pussy.

Zesty Zoey

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Sir got a new phone sex implement and I hate it!

Sir bought a new implement.  It’s evil and wicked!  I’ve argued that it’s meant for beating carpets and not my poor defenseless ass, but he just won’t listen.  The brand-new bamboo carpet beater stings like a bitch!

He didn’t tell me he’d bought it.  Instead he waited until I was bratty and snarky and had earned myself a punishment session.  He’d ordered me to strip and bound me to the spanking bench before showing me his “surprise.”

It looked harmless and flimsy.  However, the first swat had me testing the strength of the restraints.  I needed to get away from this implement!  I knew it would only take a few more swats to have me in tears.

My ass was burning, and my face streaked with tears by the fifth swat.  Of course, when Sir’s fingers slipped between my pussy lips, he found me dripping wet.  He pushed me to the edge of orgasm before picking up that dreadful carpet beater and forcing more cries and tears from my body.  Riding that wave of pain and pleasure but not being allowed release always reminds me of my place as a sweet little submissive.

I’m not going to be able to sit comfortably for a week!

Zesty Zoey

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Abecedarian Phone Sex: Z is for Zesty Zoey

I’m your zesty perky party girl.  I also happen to be a submissive for the right men and women.  I also happen to be a huge cock whore.  Well, not just a cock whore.  More like a sex whoreSex with men, sex with girls.  Does it really matter.  A strap on in my pussy feels just as good as a big juicy cock fucking my brains out.  A pussy under my tongue tastes just as good as a choking on a cock in my throat.

It’s easy to get caught up with me in my zest for life and my zest for fucking.  I love cumming and making you cum with me.

Call your favorite zesty kinky naughty nasty party girl Zoey today!

Zesty Zoey

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Abecedarian Phone Sex: X is for the Xs you make with your whip on my back

I long for the bite of your whip into my back as my hands are suspended in cuffs and chains over my head.  Make Xs into my flesh as I cry out for more.  Watch as my pussy soaks the inside of my trembling thighs with every blow.  The pain sends me to higher and higher realms of orgasmic ecstasy.

I’m such a fucking pain slut.

Zesty Zoey

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