Switched for Back Seat Driving Phone Sex

Dear Sir,

I wanted to apologize for my back seat driving habits.  I know I should trust you to get us safely to our destination.  It’s completely unnecessary for me to point out every stop sign and to continually ask you how fast you are going.

Thank you, Sir, for pulling the car over and taking me into the woods.  Being forced to find and cut my own switch was nerve-wracking and humiliating.  I definitely deserved the extra punishment for not picking a good switch the first time and trying to pick one I knew was not flexible enough.

The welts stayed with me for days and every time I shift in my seat, I was reminded to keep my mouth shut unless I was pointing out something particularly pretty.  I think next time we go on a road trip I’ll just gag myself and pack a strap.

Switches are the worst implement ever!!

Submissively yours,

Zesty Zoey

1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

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Punished at the theater phone sex part 2

The movie started and before I knew it, I was making comments.  Sir nudged me with him arm as a reminder.  I tried to keep my mouth shut but I did it again.  So, he pinched my leg.  Once again I tried to remind myself that talking during the movie is annoying.  However, when I forgot yet a third time, I found myself being lead out to the parking lot by the scruff of my neck.

I knew how angry he was by how quiet he was.  A quiet Sir is an unhappy Sir and an unhappy Sir means my backside will soon be on paying the price.  I was shaking by the time we got to the car and no longer noticing the looks we were getting from those we passed.

Sir opened my car door and pushed me into the seat.  Then he went around to the driver’s seat and got behind the wheel of the car starting up the motor without a word.  I sat next to him silently wringing my hands knowing what was coming and desperately wishing for a do over.

Sir drove to the back of the parking lot and parked the car turning off the engine.  He remained sitting in his seat for what seemed like an eternity before turning to face me and taking my chin in his hand forcing me face him.  I could see the disappointment in his eyes and immediately tears began to pool and run down my cheek.

Zesty Zoey

1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

https://phonesexgoodies.com/

Spanking me Phone sex

Pull down my jeans as you look deep into my eyes.  Grab my wrist and lead me over your lap.

I moan feeling the caress of your hand over the mound of my white firm ass.  I feel my pussy starting to get wet already just knowing what’s coming.

I love hearing the murmurs of your appreciation of my round tight ass over your lap.  I close my eyes as I feel your arm wrap tight around my waist.  Instinctively clenching my ass cheeks as I feel your arm draw back lifting into the air.

My head releases toward the floor with the first stinging slap as I feel the gentle pain radiating through my ass cheek.  I know this is only the beginning.  First I will beg for more, then I will beg for you to stop as the tears are streaming down my face.

Zesty Zoey

1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

https://phonesexgoodies.com/

Punished at the Theater Part 1

I don’t have a ton of bad habits, but I am only human.  The few that I do have, Sir is very strict about.  He gives me fair warning and if I don’t fix the problem, the punishment is quick and just.

One of the worse habits I have is talking during movies.  We’ve been working on this at home as I drive Sir completely crazy when I do it in the theater.  I just get so caught up and overwhelmed with the action that I feel the driving urge to express it in some way.  So, talking during a movie is a huge issue for me.

I’d been doing really well at home and Sir decided to treat me to a trip to the movie theater.  The movies that come out in the summer are always action packed and full of drama so it’s my favorite time to go.  So, I was super excited.

We got popcorn to eat and pop to drink.  We were early enough to get really good seats.  Sir put the popcorn in his lap and the pop between us to share.  I was squirming in my seat barely able to contain my energy.  Sir gave me the look and I did my best to reign myself in and to sit still.

Zesty Zoey

1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

https://phonesexgoodies.com/

Zoey’s a Phone Sex Pain Slut

The sting of your hand striking my pert, round ass cheeks.  The harsher sting of the strap and belt.  The deep reverberating thud of the paddle.  The sharp bite of the cane.  The cruel kiss of the single tail whip.

These are the sensations I live and breathe for.  These are the sensations my body craves to feel whole and satisfied.  These are the sensations that make my very most inner being soar and sing.

Pain is something that is understood by few and craved by even fewer.  Pain has the ability to cleanse and forgive and heal internal wounds.  Pain carries the power to transcend mere mortality and to become something greater than oneself.

I am a pain slut.  I embrace it.  I embody it.

Are you one of the few who understand what it means to transform pain into a thing of beauty?  To speak to my body through caresses of the cane or paddle?

How will you take me to higher planes of consciousness?

Zesty Zoey

1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

https://phonesexgoodies.com/

Spanksgiving Phone Sex

Four hundred years ago, King James of England issued an edict banning husbands from dispensing corporal punishment in the form of spankings. The king decreed that henceforth wifely transgressions would only be punished with rage, ridicule, and passive aggression. Clearly, this king never understood the spiritual values engendered by a good spanking. Husbands derived a sense of power administrating spankings. And wives enjoyed the firm physical contact.

Feeling marginalized, the leader of a pro-spank religious sect exhorted his followers. “Let us flee from this tyranny and sojourn in a land where we may spank our wives in peace.” So they left their homes to travel by ship to the New World. They named their vessel “Mayflower” after the traditional blessing “the welts on your arse may flower like roses”. After ten weeks at sea they finally landed at Plymouth Rock.

Once landed, John Smith spanked his wife with vigor. The others followed suit spanking their wives. Eventually, some friendly natives visited. The natives showed the Englishmen how to plant corn, beans, and squash. The ears of the Englishmen perked up when the natives taught them how to “tan hides”. John Smith announced, “Let us be thankful. Let us have a great party with lots of spanking, and invite the friendly natives.”

So they had the first Spanksgiving, and a festive one it was! The English husbands erected pillories to secure their wives during the spankings.  The wives removed their bodices and corsets. They entered the pillories and bent over to accept the spankings, paddlings, and whippings meted out by their husbands.  The Englishmen demonstrated the pleasures of spanking to the natives. They all enjoyed spanking Pocahontas. After the festivities, she could not sit down for a week.

Ever since that time Spanksgiving has been kept in our country. Each year Americans rejoice together with turkey, cranberry sauce, and lots of spankings.

Zesty Zoey

1-844-332-2639 Ext. 403

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Dark and deviant phone sex pain slut

 

I’m not just a sweet little submissive.  I’m also a dark and devious pain slut.

My mind and body craves pain like others crave water.  Pain takes me to places unlike any other sensation I have ever experiences.

I love being able to have an orgasm from being spanked or slapped or pinched.  Someone who isn’t afraid I’ll break and will pull my hair till it feels like it’s going to come out at the root.

Or even darker more taboo types of pain.

What’s your darkest fantasy?  What’s your favorite way to make me moan or scream in pain?

I’d love to experience it for myself.

Zesty Zoey

1-844-332-2639 Ext 403