I’m not a hardcore phone domme. Not that I think there’s anything wrong with it. No, not at all. It’s just that my style is more of a sensual domination. I love giving sensual domination phone sex, especially to submissive’s who are new to D/s phone sex. I can be very gentle, so don’t think I’m not dominating you. I most definitely am. I think that’s one of the beauties of sensual domination phone sex:

I seem so soft at first, but before you know it, I’m in your soul. You’ll be thinking about me in between our sensual domination phone sex calls. You’ll be wondering what I’m doing and how I would approve of you as you go about your daily routine. You’ll probably hear my voice in the back of your head – a voice you’ll come to know well from our sensual domination phone sex
sessions.

I am such a Princess, and you better remember that every minute of our conversation during my bratty Princess phone sex call. Don’t think I’m playing some silly kind of role for you stupid little perverts. I AM a Princess, and you will treat me as such. I want my way ALL the time, and you better get that through your thick caveman brain.

Get your club out (that icky thing between your legs) and call me up. You will only touch that caveman club when I tell you to because you’re here to amuse me. And the only way you can do that is doing as I say during our Princess phone sex calls. Well, what are you waiting for? Princess does NOT like to be kept waiting. *folding arms and stomping my foot*. Remember if its your first time calling us on phone sex brats the first three minutes of phone sex are free!

So when I graduated and moved out I had this girl friend and she and her “husband” had a duplex for rent. I guess you would call it a duplex. It was the upper level of the house though I shared the kitchen with them. I did not like her too much because she really was such a whiner and seemed to have little or no self respect. Seriously she did not keep her self up and was always stuffing her face then complained that she was ugly, um, well yeah. It takes a bit of care and self respect to be hot, no? In spite of her I took the room anyway because it really was adorable.

I have always been a predator when it comes to men and could make them weak with virtually no effort but I never really understood my power over them. Call this short stay my coming of age.

It did not take long before I started catching James, the husband, staring at me and It eventually became a game for me. I would dress skimpier, bend more, brush against him and tease him mercilessly soon we ended up in bed together but that was not a enough because as soon as he got his dick into this tight ass pussy he shot off like a rocket, I mean wouldn’t you if you had a dumpy wife and a sex goddess upstairs? While this sixty second thing might have been fine for him I needed more so I started making him give me oral before he could bang me and he would not get any if I did not cum so the cum calisthenics often lasted close to an hour. Then with that done I would let him do his thing which unfortunately for him only led to more frustration for me because having that massive meat hammer in me made me want to orgasm again but he could not resist the powers of my impressive pussy long enough to get me off again so I had to make him promise to eat me when he was done to which could last even longer. This not only got me off but cleaned up his smelly spooge.

I tried to train him to last longer but I suppose I was underestimating my pussy in doing so, because no matter how hard he tried he could not last any longer. I would make him pull out to try to resist and he always ended up cumming on my belly which was gross so since he was used to eating it out of my pussy I began making him clean it off of my belly as punishment for being so gross.

Soon I found that it was just a waste of my time to even bother with that cock because no matter how big and beautiful it was a waste. I just allowed him to eat my perfect cunt and then he would sit on the floor and masturbate. Calling him names was so much fun because really he was a waste of my time but you know he began secretly not charging me rent and I got my pussy eaten as often as I wished, how cool is that.

The one day I decided to get really nasty and made him lay on his back with his but propped against the wall and started jerking him off. When he was ready to cum he tried to move away saying he would cum in his own face and I laughed and told him, “that’s right” he protested until I told him I would tell his wife he had been flirting with me which he knew she would believe because she had been whining about his lack of attention towards her.

Then I began to like tormenting him and made him keep his balls drained all the time. I began to enjoy listening to the cunt whine because he could not get it up and took great pleasure in knowing I owned him wholly and completely and her by proxy. I would call his cell from my apartment and make him go jerk off and save the tissues (as proof) that I would later make him stuff in his mouth when he stroked it for me.

It was then that I realized my power over men and women for that matter and that I could monetize it while having fun.