Humiliation phone sex

Humiliation Phone Sex

My sexual life has been like a rollercoaster, with ups and downs and wild swirls. My tastes aren’t easily understood and I've had trouble finding a woman that would not only accept them but also act on them. A friend of mine told me about this phone sex line that specialized on men like me, and despite the fact that I was very skeptical I decided to give it a try. You see, I like women to control me, I want them to make me feel small, useless and a simple instrument for their pleasure. I want them to humiliate me, to insult me, to make me feel more insignificant than the dust on the road. And I really couldn’t see how a woman would be able to pull that one out on a phone call. But, money was all I could lose, so I decided to give it a try.

I dialed the number with shaky hands, anxious and not sure of what to expect. A woman answered the phone on the other side. I can still remember her first words: "You've reached a phone sex where we women, as superior beings, dedicate our time to crush your insignificant male egos. If this is not your thing, please hang up."

The tone of his voice and her words sent shivers down my spine and I was ecstatic. I could barely utter a word, but I managed to mumble a trembling "Hi."

"Oh, you belong here, I can see that clearly." It was her pleased answer. "From now on you'll address me as mistress, respectfully and you shall do as told."

And so it started. She ordered me to get my headphones because she needed me hands free to follow all her orders. Her first order after that was to get rid of my clothes and get on my knees, expecting for her commands like the good slave I was.

I hadn’t done much and I was already harder than I had ever been. She warned me from the beginning I wasn’t allowed to come without her permission and that she would only give it to me if I was good little slut for her.

My heart was racing so fast in my chest, and I was panting so hard she had to know how aroused I was. She ordered me to pick my shoes' lace, and wrap it around my cock and balls following her precise instructions, and I did, despite having my hands trembling so much I had a lot of trouble doing it. It was also extremely hard to hold back the orgasm I felt building inside me. I believe she must have guessed how close I was to come, because he ordered me to stop, to stay still and breath deep. "You have no permission to come, slut, and if you do, I'll make you regret it, dearly. You're my toy, and I decide at all times when or even if you can come. Do you understand?" her words were engraved in my heart and I could only breath.

"Yes, mistress." I managed to say through gasps.

"Let me know immediately if you came close."

And after a few moments she went on, describing all she would do to me if I was actually in her hands, her descriptions so good, so rich, that I could picture myself doing all of it, experiencing all of it. I was so aroused, so hot I knew I wouldn’t need much to come and I told her so. I could feel my cock swelling against the lace's restraints as well as my balls, creating a cocktail of pain and pleasure that rushed through my whole body.

"Do you think a pitiful excuse of man like deserves to come, just for hearing his mistress' voice describing what she would do to him?" she ranted.

"No, mistress, I know I don’t deserve more than you decide I deserve mistress. I'm yours and my body will comply with whatever you order mistress." I answered, and having her controlling only made me more aroused. But I held back my pleasure because for me her pleasure was more important than anything else.

"You're such a greasy slut, aren’t you? But tonight I'm feeling merciful, and I'm going to allow you to come, but under my own conditions, do you hear me, slut?"

"Yes, mistress."

"Untie you worthless cock, slut." I complied, and with shaky hands I took the lace from my cock, feeling the blood rushing back making me gasp harshly. "Now, stroke yourself hard and come for me, slut."
She ordered and it only took me a few strokes to make myself come so hard and so much that my body collapsed under the powerful orgasm.
It was a fantastic experience that repeats itself every time I call. I'm never disappointed.

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