Slavery phone sex is something I am good at. I love making men feel good. I love to worship. Nothing gives me more pleasure than worshiping a cock. I mean a cock, not a clit. This high roller at the strip club Saturday night wanted to pay me to fuck. I like money like any other whore, but I won’t just fuck anyone. I was in my latex black cat suit because it was our Halloween party at the club. I looked like a bad ass mistress more than a slave. I know we are supposed to treat customers like they are the only man in the club, but Big Al lets me fuck who I want. I tried to be nice to the guy. Sure, he had enough money to keep me happy for a night, but not enough money to make me fake enjoyment for a two-inch dick. He knew he had a turtle dick, but he thought his money would trump his dick size. I turned the tables on him. Tied him to the chair and introduced him to my sexy dominatrix side. Turns out he enjoys CBT games. I smacked his balls around. Teased his clit stick until it was blue. He was impressed in the end with my choice to chose pleasure over money. I drained his wallet, but not his balls. He had to go find one of the young dumb girls to get satisfaction. When you look like me, you attract all types of men, but not every man is worthy of this spoiled pussy.
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