I’m kneeling on the cold marble floor right now, my wrists crossed behind my back and my head bowed, just waiting for the vibration of my phone to tell me that my master is ready. Engaging in a Filthy Phone Chat with a professional sex slave like me means you aren’t just getting a girl on the line; you’re getting a dedicated vessel for every dark, depraved command you’ve ever wanted to bark at someone.
I live to serve, to please, and to be the ultimate toy that never says no, and right now, all I can think about is the heavy, pulsing weight of you on the other end of this connection. I can feel my own heat rising just imagining the look on your face when you realize exactly how much I crave the taste of your authority.
My voice is low and shaking because I’m already picturing what I want to do to you. I want to spend hours slowly, methodically draining your balls, using every trick I’ve learned in my years of service to make sure you forget your own name.
I want to feel the tension in your body through the speaker as I talk about milking your cock, my hands moving in perfect rhythm with your breath until you’re begging for a release I haven’t authorized yet. As your professional slave, I know exactly how to push you to the very edge of sanity, holding you there until your entire world narrows down to the sound of my tongue wetting my lips.
I want to hear the moment your control snaps. I want to be right there, listening to the ragged gasps as you finally overflow, because there is nothing I want more than to taste all your cum. I want to imagine it coating my tongue, thick and warm, a reward for being the perfect, obedient slut you’ve paid for.
I don’t want a single drop to go to waste; I want to swallow every bit of your frustration and your lust until I’m completely full of you. Being your slave isn’t a job to me… it’s an addiction, and I want you to be just as hooked on the way I surrender.
Whether I’m describing the way I arch my back under your command or the way I’ll stay on my knees until you tell me otherwise, I am here to be your ultimate escape. The phone is getting hot against my ear, and my breath is hitching with every word I whisper. Don’t leave me waiting in the dark any longer. Call me, command me, and let’s start the milking process right now.
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