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Not too long ago, I disappointed a caller. He called me up and basically dared me to “make” him do something. Oh dear. Not a pissing contest!

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Y’all probably know by now (to use my best South Carolina speak) that pissing contests aren’t my thing. Neither is yelling, screaming, or “making.” See, I don’t have to make you do anything. If you don’t want to, that ain’t no big thang. It’s all good! (The South Carolina is strong in this one tonight!)

I have plenty of good boys who are motivated to do what I ask them to do. See, I don’t have to “make” you, because you’ve been dying for someone to allow you for such a long time.

And if you’re calling me, you’ve got something growling around inside that belly, dying to get out. All I do is unleash the beast. So how easy can I make you a slut? Oh it’s easy. Trust me.

The best thing is, I don’t really care what kind of slut you are. I’m not offended if you don’t want to suck cock. Plenty of men don’t want to suck cock–but they’ll get a hard on faster than you can say porn star if you make them wear panties.

The beauty of a woman like me is that I can find your thing. It’s impossible to hide it–eventually you will breathlessly confess your secrets.

And I’ll promptly start using them against you. It’s a win-win, as far as I’m concerned. No pissing contest necessary.

So let’s just do this the easy way, shall we? Why don’t you go ahead and tell me that thing you’ve been hoping I’ll ask about?

You know you’re dying to be my slut!