The Dirt on the Flirts

OMG, So Galiana Chance, another sexy phonesex girl from Niteflirt just totally outed the fact that flirts...well...love to flirt! And not always just with our callers, but with other flirts as well! (who'da guessed it? A bunch of hot girls who talk about sex day and night to people they don't even know...) Yes, sometimes it can push a girl's libido right into overdrive!

I think she deserves a good spanking for telling on us, don't you? I'm considering calling her on her Niteflirt line. She's funny, she's sexy, and I bet she'd be a LOT of fun to play with! I'm afraid I might get addicted though. Plus, as you very well know...Princesses NEVER pay!

Another flirt who I *have* actually talked to on the phone...although it was totally innocent...really! *lol* is Heaven. She's new to Niteflirt, but not to phonesex. She has a wickedly deviant mind I'd love to explore more...There are a few other things I'd love to delve into as well!

Ok, so...I know I'm gonna sound like a total Niteflirt slut just like some of my regulars, but there's yet another girl on Niteflirt I've had a running flirtation with for about a year now. We see each other on the boards sometimes, and on Twitter, and I'm always just stunned. I did mention in another post that I have a thing for redheads. I especially LOVE slutty submissive gorgeous redheads and Wild Cherry surely has me salivating every time I see her. Can you imagine the things I'd do to her? *insert evil grin here*

So no guys, it's not just you. A lot of flirts also get giddy like a kid in a candy store when we see all the goodies the other Niteflirt phonesex girls have to offer. Where else can you find such a delectable selection of Dommes, submissives, milfs and naughty little fucktoys? As you've probably discovered, it's difficult to choose just one!

Your favorite Angel (Brat!)
~Cassidy

1-800-To Flirt Ext. 0344-6275

http://www.niteflirt.com/Princess%20Angel%20Brat

Slave Sissypants part two

So Mr. Pervert Pants was standing there just staring at me. I gave him a little smile and called Slut Puppy on my two way radio. I wanted a little muscle in case dingaling dork decided to get funny. The look on his face when Puppy walked in was precious. Puppy weighs about 250 pounds…all of it muscle. Oh, did I mention that Puppy, being my pet, doesn’t wear clothes unless out in public? He locked the door and stood just a bittooclose to Pervie.

“So you like peeping do ya?” I drawled. The little fuck wouldn’t even look at me. He did have a pretty red blush though! “Look at me!” I commanded. He did, reluctantly. “See…the problem is…you picked the wrong teen to mess with this time.” I told him. “I have this thing…I like being in control…and you tried to take that away…” He opened his mouth to squeak out a denial. “Shut it. You know exactly what you did. You just didn’t know who you were doing it to. You see…I’m like you…I have hobbies that are a bit…out of the ordinary…understand?” He shook his head no, and I realized I might have a virgin on my hands. How fun!

“Puppy, come here,” I said. The look on Perve’s face when Slut Puppy got on his hands and knees and crawled to me was delicious. It got even better when I commanded Puppy to worship my feet. But the best, of course, was yet to come.

“Get naked.” I barked at him. At first he was confused because Puppy was already naked. I loved watching the light dawn in his eyes as he realized I was talking to him. I told puppy to turn the spy camera on the pervert peeper so I could use it later. Perv started shaking his head no, as if he had a choice. I laughed at him, and told him to get stripping. I asked him if he wanted my puppy to help him, and that’s when he finally realized he had no choice.

He removed his clothes so slowly, you would have thought it was a strip tease. Well…until you saw what he was uncovering. He was a pathetic pasty white thing…definitely nothing much to look at, although he did have a cute round ass. I smiled when I saw that. It was at that exact moment I knew what I would do to him.

I picked up the panties I had tossed on the chair earlier that day and told him to crawl to me. He gave a quick glance at the pup and did as he was told. “Take these…” I said, holding the panties out to him. He reached for them.  “Uh uh uh” I giggled. “ With your teeth.” I noticed his little woody was all hard. How cute. He took them in his teeth and waited. “Good boy” I encouraged him. “Now put them on.”

(to be continued)

Your favorite Angel (Brat!)
~Cassidy

1-800-To Flirt Ext. 0344-6275

http://www.niteflirt.com/Princess%20Angel%20Brat

Slave Sissypants, The Beginning

I first became aware of Postman Dave (hereinafter known as the perv!) sometime in early July. Everyone has a postman, but like other men, they are supposed to serve their purpose and be on their way. The perv’s purpose is to deliver the goodies my phonesex slut bois send me on a timely basis.
I have a small pool behind my house with a rather large fence. The fence is there because my friends and I like to enjoy my pool sans suits. (And while the males of the neighborhood don’t seem to mind, the ladies are of a different mind!) Like a lot of privacy fences, it serves its purpose unless someone REALLY wants to see…someone like the perv.
 It was a hot July afternoon and I was enjoying margaritas by the pool (along with two redheads I met in class) when I heard this…wheezing sound. The last time I heard a sound like that it was coming out of my Uncle’s fat daschund as it begged me for a bite of sausage! I looked around but couldn’t figure out where the sound had come from. It seemed to have stopped, so I concentrated on the flavor of one of the redhead’s lipgloss. (I think it was strawberry smoothie!)
She was a yummy little thing as was the other one (black raspberry in case you’re wondering) and we were having a fabulous time. Then came the wheezing again. WTF?!! I took off my sunglasses and looked closely at the fence. All I saw was a blur of blue. I was having too much fun to chase after him, so I let it go.
That evening I had Slut Puppy Aaron set up a small spycam  along the fence line where the strange wheezing had come from. I knew that whoever had been peeking that day would surely be back for more. I didn’t really expect him to be back the next day or anything. I thought he’d have more self-control than that. I was wrong.
I was alone by the pool that day, just enjoying the sun and the feel of the oil as it warmed on my skin. As I rubbed the oil in I was remembering the day before and how much fun we’d had. I swear I thought I was remembering a bit too vividly when I first heard that damn wheezing again. Then I realized the little peeking perv was back.
“Quit being a pussy and show yourself.” I demanded. Nothing. But the wheezing stopped. “Look. See up there? I’ve got you on cam. You need to come in NOW if you don’t want the world to know what a little pervert you are. You’ve got three seconds. Threeeee, Twoooo…”
With that, the door squeeked open and there he was in all his glory; the perv. You could almost feel sorry for him. Standing there in his ridiculous postman’s uniform with the knee high socks, the bad comb-over and his little pecker trying to peek out of his pants. Almost. I got up and slowly pulled a wrap around myself. I wanted him to hear everything I had to say. After all, he was about to be owned by a bratty teenage domme. His world was about to change, forever. (to be continued)
Your favorite Angel (Brat!)
~Cassidy

1-800-To Flirt Ext. 0344-6275
http://www.niteflirt.com/Princess%20Angel%20Brat

My Playground, My Rules!

As most of my Niteflirt phonesex customers have discovered, I *can* be a bit of a brat. *wink* I do like getting my way, and expect to...well...almost always!

But as my sissy sluts, forced intox boys, and pay piggies also know, I can be kind and sweet as well. Ok, that's a lie. *lol* But the truth is even more interesting. Even when I'm breaking a boi down to his lowest element (and believe me, that can be unbearably low!) I'm doing it for a reason.

Deep in your heart you know what that reason is, don't you? You want me to tear you down so that I can create you in the image *I* desire you to be. (Please don't equate that with me actually desiring you...that's something else entirely and, except under very special circumstances, won't happen.) But I will make you into that little sissy you've been hiding...the loser who happily signs his paycheck and his life over to me...the intoxicated fool who knows nothing other than to serve me... or the boi with his wee willy in chastity for weeks or months at a time...it depends on what *I* see in you when you call me on Niteflirt.

You can relax and "enjoy" all the special treatment you will receive when you cum to play on MY playground. Just be prepared to do things my way at all times, and at least one of us will have lots of fun!!

Your favorite Angel (Brat!)

~Cassidy

1-800-To Flirt Ext. 0344-6275

http://www.niteflirt.com/Princess%20Angel%20Brat