September 20, 2016
There are 5 very important words you should ask yourself when you have me on your mind. Those word are “What Can You Do For ME?” Ask yourself that right now.
When you see Me, you should ask Me if there’s anything you can do for ME. Why? Open up to the captioned photo to find out. A quick click and pay insta boner for you available now on Niteflirt.
September 19, 2016
Lets take a dip into the Jewish Princess mail bag. It’s been forever since I’ve updated because I have a million other things to do that don’t require humoring you. But, since I’ve been getting more and more requests to dip into my mail I thought I would make the attempt to share more. My version of giving to my people. Enjoy the show.
This weekend, I got drunk and let an older man I have been talking with on the internet talk me into sneaking out and meeting him late Saturday night. It went way further than I had planned. Now I’m ashamed, worried someone saw and confused about how to respond to his texts. I know I will be punished for my sins by you when I tell you the details of this trashy late night tryst. I know I’ve talked about what if I end up swallowing a strangers load and what might happen. It finally happened and I know I’m doomed taking in that sinful seed of disgusting gay lust. Will you forgive me with an incredible humiliation that only you give to me. Punish me for the sinful whore that I am.
Micha got exactly what was coming to him. If you’re going to act like a filthy fuck pig for older Men than be the little fuck pig you know you are. I had Micha on webcam for me so I could monitor his texts, I told him to invite his older man older to come fuck his face and to tell him all he could crave was his cum and he promised to swallow him at his whim. This older man was retired so Micha really paid the ultimate slut price. Micha was swallowing multiple loads for the next week and of course he feels more filthy than ever and I just don’t care.
January 12, 2016
I just got off with this fart fetish loser who was lusting for my Jewish ass. I ended up plucking a couple hundred dollars out of this fetish addict. I feel so much lighter after lighting this bitch up with my ass over the phone.
We work together in an office. You are bossy, bratty, spoiled, bitchy, and beautiful – an alpha-female. You are my boss, and I’m secretly in love with you.
Earlier this morning, you have decided to fire me with no explanation, for no reason other than you felt like it – it gives you a rush to have that power, and you never deny yourself anything that gives you pleasure, even though it ruins my life in this case.
At the end of the day, everyone has gone home except for the two of us. I come to your office and confess being in love with you. You make of fun of me, telling me that it’s been obvious with the way I follow you around like a little puppy dog, doing whatever you tell me, even when it’s not work-related. In desperation, I humilate myself further by offering to pay you money to let me kiss and lick your ass, and even eat everything that comes out of it when you’re body is relaxed.
You of course make fun of me for being so pathetic, but you also like this idea because you get everything and I give up everything. You reach into my pants, cupping my balls with your hand, and you tell me that you’ll accept my offer on three conditions: 1.) I sign a contract that I will give you a certain amount of money, regularly and for the rest of our lives, 2.) I am to beg for permission first every single time, and 3.) I am to thoroughly clean out your butt, inside and out, with my tongue. You are the Princess and I am going to pay to eat out your royal ass, even though you fired me for no reason.
In heated desperation, I sign whatever you put in front of me, without even reading it. You then tell me to sign a blank check and give it to you, which I do. I then strip naked and get on all fours at your feet to beg for permission to eat your butt. You tease me, saying things like “Do you want to eat that butt?” “Do you wanna’ get that butt?” “Come get that butt!”, like I’m your eager little puppy. I keep begging, until you finally put your bare butt in my face.
As I eat your puckered asshole and taste how delicious it is, I ask you to please fart in my mouth. Laughing, you tell me it will cost $20 per fart. I pull a wad of money out of pocket and peel off a $20-bill. Exasperated, you take the whole wad of money out of my hand and agree to feed me a violent torrent of your royal gas. I spend the night eating farts out of the asshole of the bitchy girl who fired me for no reason. As it should be.
October 20, 2015
I tenderized the fuck out of this losers cock in this spicy humiliation task that happened. Here’s how it all began,
Princess Melissa, it seems you have caught me jerking to your pics without permission!!
You decide to punish me by sentence of forced Masturbation no cumming just punishing torture!
I will have to jerk off for a long period that you choose 6 hrs is the record using a metronome to keep pace 60 to 180 beats per minute! The trick is I have to use butter as lube and after I lubed up and slick on both my hand and penis I must sprinkle salt and cayenne pepper on my hand and penis! Then jack off at speed you wish as long as you wish adding salt and pepper every 5-15 minutes as you command.
You can punish me any way you see fit including assign more salt, picking up the pace etc.
I ended up making this loser bitch slave ride a dildo while he performed his loser salt rub humiliation task. I wanted to make this loser turn his disgusting uncircumcised dick into a tenderized piece of loser meat. This wasn’t nearly enough punishment for this loser jerking off to me for free! So, I added some toothpaste and Ben Gay into the mix. I was thinking about hot sauce but then I would never want to eat hot sauce again if I had to know he was abusing it like that. I ended up having him jerk off to tumblr only allowing him to jerk off to gay porn for that added spice.
Another day in the life of my phone sex world.
August 4, 2015
I was basically a Rockette today for one of my new callers.
Hey Melissa I think your profile is hot and you are beautiful. I’ve always wanted a Jewish Femdom stuck up Princess to fuck with my head. I would love to be physically and mentally dominated by you.
Aside from being crushed by those cute little ball-crushing feet, please tell me what you think of this hardcore domination role-play and if you approve I’ll call.
I’m a sexist chauvinistic male and you want to correct or eliminate that situation.
I see you at a club on the dance floor moving really well I get horny watching your sexy, flexible body bump and grind. I try to ply you with drinks and obnoxiously continue to attempt to convince you to leave with me. You get angry at my overbearing macho attitude but decide to allow me to dig my own grave. You flirt, seduce and then invite me to your hotel room for some private dancing. You have me stand up next a wall while you strip down to a two-piece yoga outfit and start dancing for me in your bare feet. I notice how you move gracefully like a ballerina and you can point your foot straight up in the air next to your head and spin around with perfect balance. You grind on me, teasing me with your flexibility and seductive moves and I get more and more excited thinking I’m going to have my way with you, whether you like it or not.
That’s when you switch personalities and become a sadistic dominatrix and begin delivering feminine but deadly spinning roundhouse kicks, jump kicks and sweeping crescent kicks and you work me over using my head for target practice. You force me to stand back up against the wall everytime you knock me down so you can do more damage with your graceful but lethal high kicks. Each time I look like I’ve had enough, you assume a sexy, feminine pose and demand that I look in your eyes and say that you are a superior female or you will do me. I beg for mercy but you just move around me seductively, gracefully lifting your foot in the air pointing your toes, spin around like a ballerina and and deliver more damaging kicks. You admire the damage you are doing to my head and ask me “who’s the boss?” and “say my name!” and brag about girl power.
You make me aware that I can not get away and force me to admire your feminine flexibility. I either admit girls are superior or you tease and torture me further until I’m destroyed. Can I call you today?”
I sashayed my way across the floor in my full on flowing rhinestone encrusted skin tight outfit and proceeded to kick the shit out of my dance floor douche bag. With some elegant twirls and taps he was knocked to the ground with grace and it all ended with him screaming “Princess Melissa” and leaving a messy puddle on the dance floor. Girls rule.
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