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The reality is that you’re not man enough and you know it.  You can whine and snivel and cry to me like a baby about your lack of manhood, but I know that you will never have what it takes no matter what you do.  When I get you to admit it by being flirtatiously sweet that is when it dawns on you that you just might be a cuckold and that cuckolding humiliation phone sex might be the way to get your needs met when your woman is out getting her fill.

Why don’t you call me and let’s talk about it?  I’m great at giving advice and I can coach you on how to accept your place.

Hot masturbation phone sex with Meredith awaits.  Call now.

Masturbation phone sex Chronicles: Affirmations for the Cock Deficient

Masturbation phone sex Daily affirmations phone sex

It is true that some men need training to ensure that they are useful to the women in their lives. I recently have taken on a trainee of sorts. I was pleased to hear the cum slut was already involved in a group of men who submit to their wives on a daily basis. The leader of the group sends the men out to women like me for training and refining, finding that the time invested in training such a “puppy” to be too long and labor intensive. Like most good owners, they farm this task out. Having real life experinece in this area I understand the nuances of the D/s relationship. It is a deep and enriching bonding experience and so when cum slut and his women chose me to take over his training I could not wait to get started with daily affirmations phone sex.

I work closely with his owners you see. They send me the affirmations and I made sure he says them to the letter. After we go through them, I explain to him why each one is true and valid. It is so important that one reach a level of self-acceptance. The daily affirmation is just a starting point on this road. Impotent, limp dicks like CS really need this training. In fact, I was not surprised that CS struggles with getting and maintaining any form of erection on his pitiful two inches. Good thing that his women asked me for help.

Here are CS’s Daily Masturbation phone sex Affirmations:

– I am a poorly endowed cum slut with a 2 inch pee pee
– All women are superior to me
– Left on my own, I am a chronic masturbator
– I am unable to satisfy a women with my tiny pee pee
– I am accountable to Meredith for my training
– Meredith controls my orgasms, pee schedule, and cunt penetration
– I am unable to keep an erection or produce semen like a real man
– It is appropriate I have no pubic hair
– It is appropriate I am spanked on a regular basis
– it is appropriate my ball sac is a random and frequent basis
– It is appropriate I am given frequent enemas to keep my cunt clean
– It is appropriate that I hand over control of my pee pee, ball sac, semen, and cunt to Meredith
– it is appropriate that others know I am spanked

After we go through these affirmations CS must tell me if he is delinquent on any bills or showing disrespect to any women. If he is in violation I report these things to his Mom or one of the wives who spank him and punish him. I personally have deemed that disrespect toward women means a “nut cracker.” He’ll be receiving one of those soon.

Masturbation phone sex Daily affirmations for the inadequate male will help you too accept your place at the feet of the women in your life. Call me to set up training.

 

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Soleful masturbation phone sex obedience

Obedience.  It makes me happy.  Complying with my masturbation phone sex requests in a timely fashion pleases me.  There’s only one way to ensure complete and total obedience at any given time.  Make a man’s dick hard.  Make a man’s dick hard and you essentially own the man.  There are some dicks that are simple to get hard–and then there are those that take a little work.  Either way, I have become a master at arousing pricks the net over.  I have learned to harness my own sensual powers.
When I woke up this morning I was excited and horny to play with my foot fetish phone sex slave.  He also happens to be my spiritual and mental health coach–not really.  I just let him think that.  That is another cock-hardening masturbation phone sex technique that I employ to get compliance from my boys.  So I come to him needing help with some matter of my life. Maybe I’m pissed that my husband is asexual (this is true, sucks but it is) and I am not getting laid as often as I like.  Maybe I just want to bitch about the general state of the country–politics–you name.  I need his guidance or so he thinks.
And as we chew the fat on any number of topics I just lay in wait.  I let him get completely into his role before I bare my soles to him.  Yes, that’s right.  This masturbation phone sex addict is into my soles.  He’s into both of them, but my soles are what makes his dick hard.  This is how I control him.
As I wiggle my toes and he tries to stay on track I start to giggle as I note his mental difficulty.  He loses an fraction of concentration for each exposure to my delicious, perfect feet.  My high arch cradles the dildo and taunts him.  “I know you want to fuck me here.”  I mean why do I even come to this guy for help–it’s clear he’s just a MAN who, once exposed to his lust drug, cannot be a damn bit useful.
But yet he is useful to me–because eventually I get the satisfaction of seeing him lose masturbation phone sex control as he cums.  The relief washes over his face and his eyes relax.  Thank you counselor for sitting in your truck today and allowing me to take complete and utter advantage of your feet cleaning phone sex addicted dick!

Sole Saving Masturbation Phone Sex

I don’t usually seek the services of woman when it comes down to it–for anything.  I prefer my hair to be done by a man–my nails too.  It isn’t that I don’t think women can do me right–I know they can.  It’s just that I’m always looking for opportunities to indulge in masturbation phone sex.  I prefer men (not that I haven’t tried or would do a woman again).  I prefer hard, passionate cock in this mature phone sex pussy.
I am also in therapy–it’s ongoing.  I’ve been in therapy for a variety of mental “hiccups” but never for this desire for masturbation phone sex, cumming or getting off to the general filth that people desire.  Recently, I switched therapists.  I thought a more spiritually based counselor might be able to help me figure out how to achieve peace with the fact that I am addicted to sex.
But there is a more sinister phone sex plan at play with this whole idea of working some spirituality into my life.  The clergy to me represents a conquest–the ultimate in sexual repressors these ‘minions of God’ have demons in their semen too.  So, as an experiment I started to flirt with my current counselor and found that if I pour my legs into the right open toed shoes–if I slowly remove the shoe and expose my sole (as opposed to my soul) I can get something for nothing–free help in exchange for total submission.
I have to admit watching the change that comes over my counselor as the power switches into the bottoms of my feet makes my pussy weep for him.  Sometimes I imagine as he is cleaning my soles with his tongue–and I am chastising him for not paying attention to me and my problems I finger my pussy and paint my toenails with it…hmmm Love making him clean that up and since I constantly get paid to have him do this for me I think I’ll stick with this counselor for awhile.  Although I imagine our masturbation phone sex souls aren’t really getting any cleaning–my soles are white as snow!

Succumb to masturbation phone sex foot fetish fantasies

Masturbation phone sex–therapist phone sex, seduction by foot fetish
Many men come to my masturbation phone sex line to indulge in their filthy fantasies.  I welcome it.  I need too if I am to be so bold.  Part of what I enjoy the most is taking what I know about a caller and writing a fantasy specifically pointed at his cock.  I love it when a call ensues because of my blog.  I love it when I can get into a guys “cock” that way.  So enjoy reading how I would imagine a meeting with me and my phone sex therapist would go down.
It happened by accident.  I was sitting on his couch going through all of my woes–the husband who’s failing me, the inability to find a stable career path.  His blue eyes told me he was listening and that he cared.  His eyes invited me to open up more.  And so more spilled out.  I was twirling my foot in a circle and noticed that occasionally his gaze dropped to follow the rotation at my ankle when red high heeled shoe slipped to my toe.  It dangled there in my phone sex therapist’s direct line of sight.  I watched the flush of arousal enter his cheeks.
I flipped the shoe up and down on my toe as I continue to unload my mental trash.  His concentration faltered.  His hesitation opened the door of manipulation.  A good masturbation phone sex artist can always read between the lines.
“Enjoying the view, counselor?”  I said with a smile.
“Uh, I don’t know what you…oh…hahah you’re shoe has come off.”
“Perhaps you’d enjoy putting it back on?”
“I don’t…”
“Maybe even,”  an evil giggle, “you can take a whiff,”  I stared directly at him.
I let the shoe fall off with a light thud on the floor and it was at that precise moment that I imagined my mental leash around his cock.  I imagined my masturbation phone sex powers encircling his cock head and drawing a tight noose at the neck of his pleasure organ.
“Cum indulge, counselor,” I said, “I mean I am paying you to help me and it is completely obvious that you are so distracted by my lovely, dirty feet that you are not going to be able to help me much at all–”
He went to his knees and this strong, counselor who I trusted to help me and to him I’ve indulged many of my dark secrets was divulging one of his own.
“You look so good with your tongue on my soles,”  I said, “you need dirty soles, you need this”  I pressed the sweet toes to his nose.
Isn’t it a wonderful thing to know that someone like me–a masturbation phone sex woman–can take from you a strong man–whatever I want just by exploiting your foot fetish?

Masturbation phone sex with a little cream pie

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J, it’s always nice when you’re away on business. That’s when I get to hear you–but it is our in between call exchanges that make my juices flow for you and your voice. Last night when you admitted to me that you really crave and need to tongue my cunt after you cum in it–I masturbated to phone sex and came at least four times.

Each time I came, I thought about different things I would make you do to my body. Like making you chew on my nipples while you finger your own ass. Of course you’d be required to tell me that you’re fingering that ass for me in hopes to dump your load into my pussy for your consumption. You’d like that more than the hotel drinks you typically consume before our cream pie phone sex encounters.

I also thought about having you lay flat on your back with your hands tied up. I would hover that pussy over your face and make you tell me that you really crave me fucking you instead of the other way around. I would slowly masturbate this sweet slit, flicking my bean and making the spray coat your face like donut glaze. I’d squirt and make you open your mouth. You’d of course drink it all down.

I conjured an image of you leaning over a jacuzzi tub with a mirror on the wall. I delighted in making you watch your own face as I tongue fucked your rectum. I also put a small hickey on your ball back–you jumped a little but then when I dove my velvety tongue into your sphincter again you were begging to cum.

Finally, my last orgasm was a direct result of you licking cum out of my masturbation phone sex hole. Oh, yes I know you said YOUR cum–the cum you shot in me after you fucked me, but I am sure you can read and read well. You see nothing here mentioned about you fucking me and cumming inside me do you? No, you do not. So how in the world did I get such a filthy cream pie?

I bet you’d love to know–but the most important bit of information you really need is that you’ll gladly clean it up for the chance to put your dick in it. I know you will and then I’ll have you right where I want you.