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The Caller 03

Date: 1/7/2016, Categories: True Story, Anal, Domination/submission, Female / Girl, Female exhibitionist, Female solo, Lesbian, Masturbation, Mature, Mind Control, Teen, Toys, Water Sports/Pissing, Written by women, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 88.2, Source: sexstories.com

I didn't get another call from her for a few days, until I thought all of this was just a dream, or she may have abandoned me. I had obeyed her orders all that time, not wearing underwear any more and always keeping a toy with me. The toy was just a carrot, since I had never found the courage to buy myself a real vibrator or something else. Also, I could always act like I had it with me to snack on, so that made me feel a little more confident. Every time my phone rang, my heart made a little jump. I got nervous and very aware of my surroundings. Especially when the caller was unknown my hands began to shake and my voice gave up on me. After a week, I had gotten back to some sort of routine. I was just out preparing a client's home for an open house when suddenly, I got the call. The call I had been waiting for. "Y-yes," I said, answering the phone that said "unknown caller". "So, where were we," the familiar voice asked. I took a deep breath. "I... I was going to tell you how wet I am?" I said, a little insecure. I heard a faint laugh coming from the other end. "Mh, good to know you still remember that," she said. I smiled, feeling a little more secure now. "I'm Jocelyn," I said, trying to establish something of a friendship with the woman who's name I didn't even know. "Bullshit," she said, suddenly getting harsh again. "You're not Jocelyn. You're a lowly, dirty whore. You're a little fuckslut with no rights and no name. You're Jocelyn's horny little cunt hole. You're ... Jocelyn's whore ass. You're Jocelyn's stupid little slave mouth that's only good to swallow whatever she'll get in it." I swallowed hard and nodded, even though she couldn't see me. "Yes, Ma'am," I replied. I hesitated, too scared to say anything, but eventually asked: "And... what should I call you?" She laughed. "Well, tradition has it that I'm your mistress, but fuck tradition. You can call me Missy." "Yes, Missy," I whispered, smiling a little. I already loved the name. "Now, where are you?" she asked. I looked around, as if I was aware of my surroundings for the first time. "I, uh, in someone's house," I whispered, even though there was nobody around. "Okay, who else is there?" she inquired. "Nobody," I said, shrugging. "It's just me." "What, are you breaking in or something?" she laughed. I giggled quietly. "No, it's... I'm preparing their house for sale, there's supposed to be an open house..." "Shut up," she interrupted me sternly. "If I need you to blabber on, I will tell you. Now did you bring your toy?" I paused a minute, slightly hurt by her rudeness, then remembered who I was to her. "Yes," I answered truthfully. "What is it?" she asked. I had hoped she wouldn't, as suddenly I was quite ashamed of my choice of toys. "A... a... a carrot," I stammered almost whimpering. She suddenly burst out laughing. "Mmmh, kinky," she said. "Anything else?" I hesitated, then said: "No, I don't have anything..." "Mh, figures," she said gruffly. "Well, let's see then. Who lives in that ...