Verbal abuse phonesex: PUNISHMENT or PRIVILEGE?
Paradoxically, verbal abuse phonesex is both a punishment AND a privilege. And it’s what you desperately need, being the pathetic worm that you are. Whether it’s something you’ve just done (or, more likely in your case, FAILED to do) or grievances past, you’re my whipping boy. Who needs sticks and stones when you have my vicious tongue??
Nothing gets me wet quite like brutal verbal abuse humiliation fun at YOUR expense. Few tears mean nothing, and the crueller I become, the more I EXPECT you to cry. I bet you can’t even remember the last time you cried, can you? How sad. If I was you, I would cry as often as you MASTURBATE! You disgust me. And when you’re finally honest with me AND yourself, you can admit that you are disgusted by your grotesque self as well.
I have ZERO qualms about taking things WAY past “too far.”
Do you need me to “make it personal” during our verbal abuse phonesex session? Generic taunts about having a small, limp whatever you call that UGLY thing won’t work for a numbed, chronic masturbating loser like you? That’s just fine. There are SO many things I can humiliate you about. Actually, I could humiliate YOU about ANYTHING. Don’t believe me? Pick up the phone, idiot! Nothing is sacred when it CUMS to a worthless carp like you.
Is there some sick confession you long to “get off your chest”? And, do you want my “honest opinion” when you pitifully relay it to me like the gutless, closeted little bitch that you are? Ha. Fantastic. Or is it “FAG-tastic” in your case? I really DO want to know your dirty, embarrassing secrets. I want to FEEL how ashamed you really are and REVEL in it.
Will our verbal abuse phonesex take the form of a “therapy” call? A role play? Or something else?
Maybe you need a theatrical outlet for your sexual and otherwise inept-ness. For certain un-choice creeps, incel humiliation phonesex is as close to catharsis as it gets. But maybe in your real life you are married, successful, and have nothing ostensibly “wrong” with you. In other words, maybe you have a finished basement, a wraparound driveway, a pool table, etc., and seem like a “normal guy.” But MAYBE nothing gets you harder than fantasizing about being despised and degraded by a beautiful, dominant Goddess like ME. Understandable. And more importantly: IDEAL for a verbal abuse phonesex roleplay with ME.
Are you my boyfriend who was supposed to be watching my apartment over the weekend while I was away for a work conference? Did you not only transform my immaculate, meticulous space into a vile, male trashscape — but have the audacity to spend it watching PORNOGRAPHY? Ugh. You’re in BIG trouble. There’s no cleanup than can purge the SPIRITUAL dirt that lives inside your perverse psyche, is there?
I can’t WAIT to hear about your pathetic problems and SHOW you the real problem: YOU. It always has been! Call me now for the verbal abuse phonesex that is your new chicken soup for the soul. Chop chop, freak. I’m RIGHT here, waiting to rip you to sniveling fucking SHREDS!
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