Phone Sex
You enjoy all the perks of having me in your life. It makes your cock rock hard when I tease you with my words. You tell me all of your thoughts and secrets. I always let you have your pleasure I never deny your orgasms. I do make you beg like my little dirty slut. I love hearing how excited and turned on you get when you promise me the world. We both know you need to step up to the plate before offering a Princess like me the world. I own your pleasure, I command you on how and when to stroke your cock for me. I own you!
*Make yourself a mental note ~ The perks don’t last forever when your not taking care of your Princess*
Happy 4th Of July, losers! Spending all your money is exhausting but I’m taking time out today to have some fun with my crazy friends at the lake. There are so many losers out today and I seem to attract them all. I’ve been having fun with them though. I made one loser boy walk a mile carrying a shit load of my stuff from my car to the lake house. He thought we were going to hang out afterwards, but I sent him on his way.
I love how pathetic, little losers think they have a chance with me. They learn very quickly how much power I have over them. I will humiliate and make them do humiliating acts just for my amusement. The funny thing is, they always come back for more. Losers can’t resit me. No one can!
Oh, hey there Piggy.
I bet your perverted little ass thought I was going to write about you fucking your daughter/son/mother/auntie/or motherfucking twin, didn’t you? Fat chance, loser!
Nooooooo. I wanted to laugh at that pathetic pussy-whipped ass of yours who no doubt catered to your demanding, entitled, selfish and undeserving family all mutherfucking weekend.
HA! You DID didn’t you? I can see you hanging your head in shame. I bet it was a whole lot more like work and not play for you huh? Yeahhhh. I BET. You could have spent your weekend worshiping my fucking pussy, being denied orgasm over and over until you earned your final release. But instead you went to bed with blueballs because your wife was too fucking exhausted, pissed, overwhelmed, had too much sun to fuck your brains out at days end. Too bad for you loser. Tell ya what, though. You can make it up to me today, how’s that sound? And as an added bonus, I may just let you cum and finally drain those heavy fucking balls of yours. Now wouldn’t that be nice for a change?
Yes.
It certainly fucking would.
I like to tease them
They want to touch me
I never let them
Why don’t you come to my club. You seem so nice just maybe I won’t won’t clean out your bank account this time. I might even just take you home and put on a show for you with my bag of toys. Good boy, buy me a special 200.00 drink and you can sit with me. You seem to be getting a little wasted love so you better hand me your wallet. You just never know in a club like this. The ladies are blood thirsty. They can smell a loser a mile away. You aren’t a loser are you?
Take my hand to the VIP room. There you go, darling just sit in the chair. I come back to the VIP room and you are just waking up. You look confused, maybe you need another lap dance. We do have on problem your credit cards are all declining. Now, I know you can transfer money, can’t you. Give you bank a call love. Wow, it is 6 pm already. You better go home to your wife and I really don’t care what you tell her as to why your accounts are all maxed out again.
Sucker, ha ha ha
I know what boys like
I know what guys want
I know what boys like
Boys like, boys like me
You called the club and asked for your regular girl. I have seen you here almost every night and I love the way your regular girl drains your wallet. Pardon me if I don’t give her the message that you require her services at your condo. Since I am a headliner I pretty much come and go as I please and tonight I have decided to go straight to your place.
The door is unlocked and I let myself in. Very nice, I could make myself totally at home here. Your wallet is on the coffee table for me to take care of the boring financial details. You do want me to get that tedious business out of the way, don’t you? I am wearing my coat and under it is a black lace bra, panties and stockings. I walk up the stairs like I know the place. Just so you know your regular girl has a big mouth.
You are surprised to see me, but not at all disappointed. ” I know exactly what you like, and even though it is nothing out of the ordinary you will pay like it is”, I whisper in your ear. “Would you like me to remove my coat? That will be the first charge on your card”, I tell you with an evil yet seductive smile. You ask me about about the charge amounts and I reply that if you need to know you can’t afford me. You shake your head up and down as I straddle you and give you a long, slow passionate kiss.
You want me to remove my bra and panties? of course, but that will be another charge to your card. “Looks like we have a problem, your Master card is maxed”. I purr in your ear. You tell me to take them all, every card in your wallet. I remove my bra and panties and wrap my lips around your cock. I look up at you and ask where the title to your Mercedes is and for you to sign it over. At this point you don’t care anymore. You will give it all to me if I will just allow you to cum in my beautiful mouth. No worries pet, everything is negotiable.
“You’re only good for one thing,” I whispered in his ear. We were sitting at the hotel bar, and he’d just ordered the bottle of Dom Perignon I told him I wanted. “The only purpose you serve is paying my tab,” I continued. Our waiter arrived with a champagne bucket and the bottle. He smiled at me as he popped the cork. I looked him up and down approvingly, and again leaned over and whispered in his ear, “now someone like him… he’s good for things you’ll never be. I bet he could fuck me properly.”
I smiled back at our waiter and licked my lips. “My pay pig has the tiniest little needle dick. You should see it… it’s pathetic. Lucky for him, his wallet is fat, otherwise I wouldn’t give him the time of day. But I have many needs, and he can only fulfill one of them. He’s a pitiful pervert… he likes to stalk beautiful girls on the internet and collect their pictures without their permission. Then he plays with himself while he fantasizes that he has a chance to satisfy them with his worthless little dick!” I started laughing and tucked my hair behind my ear. “I’ve got a lot of dirt on him… sensitive information that he doesn’t want anyone to know about… so he pays.”
Our waiter looked back and forth between us, speechless. He set the bottle down into the ice and excused himself.
My piggy picked up his glass and held it up to me, as if I’d toast him. I ignored his invitation and brought my own glass to my lips. “Just keep paying or I start talking. That’s all you’re good for.”