I’m a bitch by nature, like a mom who just let you get Caught jacking by your little sister. It’s what I’m good at. I like talking down to guys like you, tearing you down and leaving you in a puddle of tears. I’ll step on your face and call you pathetic. I’ll rip you off the floor to yell in your face, and then after slapping you around a few times I’ll order you to take out that cock of yours so I can have my fun. It has nothing to do with you, I’ll use you like I would any other sex toy I was paid to use, like a sponsorship. It’s a job to me, and you’ll get off, but you won’t be happy when you do manage to get through my Domination phone sex enough to spill your load. I can’t be nice, it’s not really in me anymore. It’s not that I hate you, it’s that you’re disappointing and I’m not sure how to express that without telling the truth. You’re a loser, the very fact that you felt the need to call me instead of sleeping with a wife tells me that you’re basically a dickless piece of dung stuck to the bottom of my foot. I’m pointing it out right now, I’m gonna point it out on the phone, and I’m gonna take every moment I can to mock your dumb shit grin. You think I’m playing around, that this is a persona I put on to please you, but no I really do feel that way and I really do want you to be hurt. If you leave my session feeling better about yourself, somewhere along the lines you completely misinterpreted what’s going on. You’re delusional.
Now stop yabbering and pull your dick out, I need something to ride my boredom away and you’re as good as any other rotting vegetable. If you’re not up for it, at least Jack off for me.