What a Phonesex-Loving Woman Wants

“What kind of woman calls herself a Goddess, anyway?”
A fool walked into chat last week and had the nerve to ask this question. It’s not so much the question he asked, as the context in which it was phrased. As if no woman could take on such a descriptor to include “Godly” or “Holy” powers. I scoffed, daring him to taste just a simple lick of my cunt. Or at least, to try.

“As if I need to pay for sex, I’ve got a nice, 5.5 inches to use to please a woman”, he replied. “Okay, now I know this is a joke”, I thought to myself. No way can this guy actually think that little cock would please…me? “No, no, pet, you don’t pay for the sex. You pay me for my time, because I’m worth it. Because I’m of an absolutely unattainable class. Because your cock would never be allowed near my incredible, mouthwatering curves, otherwise.”

Touching

 

My finger flicked over to send him a photo of my gorgeous body, reminding him what he would miss out on otherwise. “This is the body of a Goddess, pet. See my soft, smooth skin; my expressive, dark eyes; the curve of my hips, perfect for you to grab hold of while you slide your tongue deeper into my glorious cunt..”

I switched over to a phone call for a while, and when I came back, I had 8 new messages from him. “I’m sorry, Miss, I’m sorry… You’re right, you’re superior”, he agreed. But that’s not what I’m after, is it? It’s not about making you admit that my body makes me the Goddess I am… it’s about making you <b>submit<b> to that fact. After all.. I wouldn’t be a Goddess if I didn’t have those hypnotic powers over you.

The power to take complete control of that cock, and choose based solely on your whimper and the catch in your throat as you gasp for breath… whether or not, if and when you will get to explode… The ability to control your mind and body, both at once, as I tell you when to stroke, how fast, how hard… or better yet, tell you just how I would stroke my cock. That’s right… Because I’m superior, your cock will no longer be -your- cock, nor the juices that flow from it.

They say a Goddess knows how to get what she wants… and…well… I -will- get what I want. What do I want? 

Well, that’s simple, pet..  *licking lips*
 
My cum. Every, last, drop. 
 
 
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One Response to “What a Phonesex-Loving Woman Wants”

  1. Hotguy says:

    Please Goddess, let me serve your desires.

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