Ivana Danger Forced Femme Mind Fuck Phonesex

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Just like with many a good forced femme mind fuck, this one begins with a panty girdle. Two muscular prison guards held Ivan down and forced his bottom and bits into a maximum support, skin tight panty girdle.

The head guard, Pioter, a tower of muscle, menace and mockery, looked down at Ivan with a cruel smile and stroking him between his legs said, “Is coming along just fine, huh? Feels almost like real pussy. You will be real woman soon!” The other guards joined in a hearty laugh as they bound Ivan firmly to a board and chained him vertically to the concrete wall. Naked, save for the panty girdle, Ivan shook with fear and shame as they glued heavy breast forms to his freshly waxed chest. Then, after strapping a frilly pink bra onto his shoulders, Ivan’s eyes widened once more as the guards began to drop their pants.

“This is real man cock,” said Pioter shaking his massive member in Ivan’s direction, “uncircumcised and hard like granite. You like it, bitch?”

Pioter then began to stroke his cock and his underlings began following in unison, working up the precum in their giant erections.

“You like that, woman,” he growled as he inched closer and closer to Ivan. Then, with no warning, he placed his mouth over Ivan’s and kissed him so roughly that Ivan’s lips were left bruised. He began to rub himself up and down Ivan’s body. Then, with a brutish grunt, his giant cock exploded all over Ivan.

With that, he zipped his pants up and wordlessly directed his minions to do the same.

Then they advanced upon Ivan, stroking their cocks furiously.

“You wanted to be nice little woman? Well, you know what happens to women, don’t you? They get used like fuck rag! Show her boys!”

En masse, they rubbed their erections against Ivan, laughing and moaning.

“How does it feel, little woman to know you never again will get hard on like real men do?”

Like an ogre of legend, he guffawed as his men shot load after load of come upon the humiliated Ivan.

“So now, let’s leave this woman alone. Tell me, did you like being used like a bitch?”

They all laughed as they pulled up their pants and left Ivan, still chained to the wall, covered in ejaculate. His panty girdle was so tight that it rendered his body completely numb and his mind fucked and shattered. He was a mess of burning shame and humiliation.

Now alone, the silence was deafening. A single tear began to run down his come drenched face as he began to wonder what fresh horrors lay in store for him tomorrow.

 

To Be Continued.

 

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