It always makes me laugh when dudes call me and say that they want bratty domme phone sex because they love bratty princesses like me, blah, blah, blah. Ok, fine, whatever. Suuuure. There are a whole bunch of you out there who are all like, “Yeah, I would love to submit to you, Princess!” But you know what? Most of you can’t handle it.
Like, I’m not even bragging or anything. Most of ’em just can’t. They like the idea of hot girl who knows what she wants telling them what to do. But they what they REALLY want is for me to tell them to do the kinds of things they like doing.
But ya know what? That’s not how that shit works. Like, I might tell you to do something you enjoy if I think it’d amuse me, but I might not, either. This is about me and what I want, not you and what you want
I mean, these dudes are all about “Please, Princess, let me serve you” as long as they think they’re gonna be able to get off. But ruin that orgasm a couple of times or outright deny them or laugh at their pathetic little dicks at the wrong time? Then they’re all “Omg, no, I can’t do this.” Weak little fuckers.
So I guess the question you should ask yourself before calling me for bratty domme phone sex is, can you handle it? Can you REALLY handle it? If not, don’t waste my time. If you think you can, I guess you can either be happy that you can handle me better than others. Or be humiliated because getting off on being laughed at is pretty weak and pathetic. Whatever.
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