Fetish Phone Sex

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Fetish phone sex, an exchange of power. A contract drawn by two consenting parties, where one willingly submits to the other, and the other accepts this power.

Show me the faceless beauty of a male or female slave and I’ll show you happiness. A simple phone call, in the middle of the dying time and a caller who himself is faceless. His voice inside my ear, surrendering itself until his soul, and then his body, under my instructions, becomes mine.

A certain rhythm in the words. My voice inside his ear, controlling his pulse. The whispering of my power through the telephone line landing on his skin, like the blade of a whip. Requirements that spark one after the other. Lightening of his senses: the knowledge that soon he will totally submissive.

“Do not talk to me!” He cannot see me, cannot feel me, he is devoid of smell. He is hanging by a phone call, and I want him silent! Vanishing rights. Two minutes ago he was a free man. Now, he is becoming mine! To do as I please!

“Take your left nipple and squeeze!” My voice is commanding. The line has just been crossed! The second strike of the whip soon followed by a third, more menacing: “Squeeze it, your miserable man. Squeeze it much harder. I want to hear your pain. Now.”

Through the telephone, taking its base inside of his guts, I receive his first scream followed by a slow, deep rumble of the throat… The pain. His pain. Has started.

The almost arrogant vulnerability of his body craving for punishment. The tormenting of the flesh, inside the boundaries of the mind forming a thought in her head, the scrolling of images, of what was done to her last time! A slave who cannot see, cannot touch, in waiting, emerging from his own history.

The time around him is slowing down, looses its pace and then becomes still. Silence is wrapping himself around his soul. It won’t be long now before it starts. The glorious anticipation of what is to be. A welcome fear seeps through every pore, and he screams. Again. In silence. This time.

The pain has just begun.