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Aug

CFNM Humiliation Phone Sex

Posted in humiliation phone sex  by MoneyHungryBitch

CFNM Humiliation Phonesex

I’m not sure if I’ve ever let you in on this little secret or not, but my activities as a Femdom Mistress are not just limited to my phone sessions. No true believer in inherent Female Supremacy could be happy confining her expressions of such to only one aspect of her life like that.

Oh, no, I own slaves in my “real” life, too. I don’t keep a huge stable anymore (too much work), but I do have a few who are useful to me in certain ways. One particularly useful slave is my house slave, N. He does all my housework for me (because a Goddess should never have to dirty her hands doing common household chores, obviously), cooks for me, and serves as both waiter and entertainment for me when I host a gathering for my fellow Femdom friends.

Let’s talk about the last thing on that list for a moment. I actually had one of my get-togethers for my Mistress friends last week. N. served us drinks and food, as usual. As you know, silly latex “Mistress” outfits aren’t my thing, so I wasn’t dressed like that. Neither were any of my friends. We did, however, still look very nice, as many of the ladies had just come from the office and were still wearing stockings, heels, skirts, and so forth.

N., on the other hand, was wearing absolutely nothing at all. Why? Because it’s my rule, first of all. And secondly, because CFNM humiliation–that’s clothed female, naked male, for those of you who don’t know–always goes over splendidly at my parties.

N. has been through this so many times that he doesn’t even bother trying to hide his erection anymore. We ignore him for the most part, but sometimes, we laugh at him or make him do ridiculous things while we watch.

Hmm, now that I think of it, this sounds like a nice scenario for a humiliation phone sex call. Want to virtually take N.’s place for a night? Call me!

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