Why be a slut?

Sluts. This used to be an insult! But among the majority of my callers, being called a slut makes them even more excited and ready to play. I talk to a lot of sissies, and when they want to play dress up, I always ask if they want to be dressed like a good girl, or like a little slut. You can guess, 99 percent of them are little whorish sluts at heart. They want sheer black seamed stockings or sexy fishnets, a scanty little silk scrap of panty, garter belts, sexy bras and the highest fuck me heels to be found. And the dresses should match, leathers cut and laced to show off every curve, or sheer little slipdresses with low necklines and skirts that barely cover their stocking tops! Total slut clothes. And while some of them want to be my delicate lesbian lovers, they still eventually want to be sucking my strap on and spreading their thighs to be penetrated by their Mistress. My all access phone sex sluts are even more eager to get fucked, I take them to wild clubs full of hungry men just waiting to grind themselves against a sweet sissy ass before taking her to a sleazy back room for hot cock action. Or out on the stroll to make her Mistress some extra coin, swishing her moneymaker down the street, waiting to be used in a dirty alley by men looking for a quick fuck. Sluts indeed!

But why? Why is the fantasy of being used like a whore so exciting to these panty clad vixen wanna bes? It could be the idea of being so desirable when they are wearing their sexy feminine lingerie, dressed up to look like the glamour girls they have always admired. I’ll bet the feeling of being pursued, rather than always having to pursue, is a wonderful one. Plus, the curiosity about being female, feeling things from a woman’s point of view, being the one on her knees facing a big throbbing piece of man meat, or spreading her legs to learn about being penetrated and filled with cum…who wouldn’t wonder? Who wouldn’t want to be the fair maiden tossed on the bed to be ravished, at least one in their lives? Well, I’m sure some people don’t, but my sluts do! More power to them, may your bodices be ripped by large handsome rogues, my sissy girls and may their towers of manhood be throbbing:)

Hugs

Miss Tara