Cheap phone sex does not mean you suffer quality. Not with me at least. I am a cheap whore. A submissive whore who knows her place. I have a master. He is not too happy with me right now though. He knows I am a phone whore, but he found out I have been on Tinder fucking men when I was not given permission. Even though he is older than me, and not as sexual as he once was, I am still his property. I still need to ask for permission for anything. Permission for everything. He made a rare house call to see me. He is married. We do most of our interaction at the office because I am his paralegal too. When he was at my front door, I knew I was in trouble. When I saw the bag of tricks he had, I almost pissed myself. No way master was not punishing me on a house call. He had my Tinder profile on his phone. It was no use lying. That would just make shit harder on me. I fessed up. Told him I was still being submissive, but he just wanted to give me some bare bottom spankings. This phone sex whore took her punishment, but I cannot walk today. I am sitting on a bag of frozen peas. I guess I will not be on Tinder again ever. But I still have you guys, thankfully. Master approves of me being a phone whore.
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