Financial Domination Phone Sex makes my panties sopping wet. Every time you swipe that credit card my pussy gushes that much more. I don’t just do it on the phone, I have real life sugar daddies/pay pigs that pay for my attention and this perfect pussy all the time, and they don’t even get to touch it. Baby I’m worth it. This country cunt reigns supreme. Some men pay for humiliation, some men pay to be ignored. Either way baby, you are gonna pay. I’m a pretty fucking bitch that should be compensated.
Take Evan for example. He has the cutest little itty bitty teensy weensy peen. He knows with a tiny fucking tool like that he can never have a piece of my sweet pussy pie. Mind you, Evan is a sexy man, nice body, and an even nicer bank account. Guess what Evan doesn’t have? Dick. His micro penis will never be able to touch my pretty pink nether land. Evan can admire it, smell it, taste it, and I’m so nice somedays I even allow him to fuck it with toys. He also cracks that wallet open and pays me very dearly to do so.
In the meantime, I get to make fun of his quivering little member. How sad it looks trying to stand up, and even then it looks like he sat in bubblegum. Sometimes I put him in the frilliest panties, because let’s face it, what he has between his legs will pass for a clit, before ever being mistaken for a big strong cock. Hell, I doubt he could even trib worth a fuck. When it takes you only 2 digits to jack off, you have to pay to be in the presence of great pussy. Oh and if Evan wants to cum, he has to make a big tribute in the form of cash or a nice gift.
Now, I’m not saying it’s like that with all my sugar daddies or pay pigs, in real life or on the phone. That was just an example, a peek into my life. Each relationship has it’s own rules. I enjoy each and every single one. Now baby, fuck you, pay me.
XOXO
Dixie























