Hot wax and my Pathetic loser- Humiliation Phone Sex
I did not see or hear from my Pathetic loser with the Tiny Dick for over a week. He finally showed up outside my door I could hear him beg. “Please Goddess Samantha, Please let me in. I can explain my absence. I will do anything for you if you just let me in. Don’t losers like him know they should be available to me any time of the day or night?
Fuck that shit, I thought. I was lying in my bathrobe watching Jerry Springer and eating some day-old pizza. “Get the Fuck away- pathetic loser”. I yelled. You are a boring disgusting creepy loser and I don’t want to play with you anymore.
“But I have gifts for you, Mistress Samantha! Please let me gaze at you one more time!” I could hear him start to sob.
Ugh, this guy wasn’t going to leave. Before my neighbors started to complain I let him in. My pathetic loser was about to pay for not being here to serve me for a whole week. “Kneel before your Mistress,” I told him. The dude is sweating and crying. “Jesus, you are such a fucking loser. Take your pants off.”
He whimpered as he dropped his pants. “Yes, Mistress, whatever you want.”
“Go into my kitchen and find the birthday candles. And matches.” The loser had no problem going into the kitchen in search of candles and matches. “And bring me my Ben & Jerry’s in the fridge, too,” I ordered. he crawled back to me with everything I demanded. I made him spoon-feed me my ice cream while he explained his absence. So I didn’t listen. I didn’t care.
“You will be punished hard,” I told him. His eyes lit up. “Anything for my Mistress.”
“Pull down your pants. pull out your little dick.” I ordered. “Hold out your little cock.”
He did and I laughed at him while I ate my ice cream. I made him hold it there for a while, while Jerry Springer proved some kid was someone’s and wasn’t someone else’s. I told the loser to light a match. Now light the birthday candle. Melt the candle over your itty bitty penis. Let the wax drip all over your cock and balls. when that one melts do another one.
As he melted was all over his cock and balls, he screamed with pain and joy and his cock got really hard. He begged me to let him cum. “Whatever. I said. “Just cum on yourself. Don’t you dare make a mess?” He came all over his face and I laughed at him.
I love humiliating pathetic losers.
