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#FeedbackFriday: Mean Girls

Friday, March 10th, 2017

So have you gotten up the nerve to call Goddesses Erika and Vickie (aka Mean Girls)? Why not? Little beta sissy-men need someone to boss them around and them in their place. And little beta sissy-men just love Erika and Vickie. You know you’re dying to have them gang up on you and tear you a new one.

So get your ass over to their NiteFlirt page and then …

Do it. Do it now. Call them, you little slut:

1-800-863-5478 ext: 10771493

In the meantime, here’s a few of their many FIVE STAR REVIEWS … to get your little weenie excited:

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Always love talking to these two. They give me just what I’m looking for, and have fun doing it. They’re clever, sweet, and vicious. What more could a fella want?

No need to call anyone else on NF. Great voices, fun, wicked laughs and imagination. They let u decide how raunchy (or safe you want the call to be). They are addictive, though…

Like a tsunami of humiliation that just keeps coming. The two best humiliatrixes on NF hands down. If you want to hear two hot girls laugh their asses off at you, call now!

The MEAN GIRLS ROCK ! The Beautiful Sexy Goddess Erika & The Beautiful Sexy Goddess Vicki have brought it to an art!

Another rather scintillating talk with two extraordinary women – a pleasure.

Oh how my head spins when they gang up on me. I was turned into such a little sissy. They especially took joy in giving me a head full of curls with pretty bows. Their laughter still echoes in my mind.

It’s an incredible skill they have to extract and exploit what they want from you.

Sexy. Clever. And FUN! Yes, they’re mean. Of course they’re mean. That’s why you’re here. But I had a great time talking to these ladies. Just fantastic.

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Call now means CALL NOW, Asshole.

Saturday, November 26th, 2016

Email:

hello [sic] Miss Lawrence [sic]

are [sic] you able to Domme [sic] me on skype today (watching/giving orders)?

My Response:

Why the fuck do you think my “Call Now” button was on?

Now I am going to block you, because I don’t particularly want to dominate an idiot.

And by the way, it’s Miss St. Lawrence. Your carelessness makes you twice the idiot.

Also, your bad grammar makes you a lazy, careless, twice idiot.

Not to mention disrespectful, since I’d given you the benefit of the doubt the last time you pulled this shit and sent you 5 FREE minutes for your next attempt (today) and you squandered it by being a total dipshit.

Ms. Angela

PS. B L O C K E D

(un)official announcement

Friday, July 8th, 2016

wb

The wife beater is now to be called to the pussy boy brutalizer.

(my) three fantasies

Friday, May 27th, 2016

fantasy #1: Girl Prison (no boys allowed)

fantasy#2: Don’t Call Me. I’ll Call You (some days)

fantasy #3 He Had It Coming

Slave Modification

Friday, March 25th, 2016

It started with a nipple ring which grew larger and larger as the fantasy progressed (that is to say, the ring didn’t grow, the way I imagined it did).

Next was having both nipples pierced and chained together.

Next was having a steel cock ring welded on. This upgraded later to one that had a dial that could be turned which would extend spikes inward.

Then came the facial tattoos. At first it was just “slave,” then it became more intense and expanded to include scars and brands disfiguring me, even covering my head which was shaved bald. When the hair began growing back my skull was acid-washed to destroy the cells, as well as to further mark me.

Next came my tongue, which started as pierced by then was split instead.

And then. My teeth. All pulled.

Naturally without pain killers. No more hard food. Grateful that my lips were left so that I could survive without a tube, though I’d primarily be fed via a device that filled my mouth and I sucked on like a bottle. A reverse gag created that was basically a bite plate with pins so that I couldn’t close my mouth and that if I tried to grit my teeth in pain I would experience so much more.

Then you told me: You will be a more valuable cocksucker.

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Written by a devoted, twisted fuck. Who I happen to adore. And so enjoy torturing in our darkest of worlds.

xo, Angela