The itsy bitsy dicklette
tried to get hard and spout
but when she laughed it
wiped the cocklette out
she had some fun and
the weenie was in pain
and the itsy bitsy dicklette
tried to get hard again...
Now make up for your pathetic shrinky dink winky by buying me something!
Or, you could just call me and let me laugh at that pathetic piece of "wood-be" (yes, that's a pun) man-meat! Extra credit for any little dicked sissy who actually calls me up and sings this to me!
~Mistress Avarice
1-800-TO-FLIRT Ext: 0340-5343
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Monday, October 10, 2011
Hypnoteased (and taught to please)
When I invited you over this evening, you thought it was because I wanted you to move some furniture, or to wash my car, or take me shopping. You're pretty used to the fact that I don't invite you over because I like you, but you really don't mind that too much, as long as it seems to everyone else (especially your friends) that I do.
The look on your face when I invited you in and offered you a glass of wine was priceless. You sat on the edge of the couch clutching the glass like a lifeline. It wasn't, of course. There was nothing that was going to save you from my plans for the evening...not even you...
I sat across from you on the sectional and started talking to you like I do people I really care about. You couldn't stop staring into my eyes, and you couldn't help yourself from responding to my voice, my eyes, and my smile. It wasn't long before you were telling me all about the fantasies you've kept locked up for so long. Almost all of them involved me, and in almost every one, I was sweet, loving and all yours.
Uhm...Yeah...right.
*giggle*
So anyway, after your second glass of wine, I could tell you were starting to trance out. You'd listen to what I tell you, then repeat it, over and over. You were such a good boy!
My girlfriends and I have been laughing for months at the way you almost drool whenever you see me. (and at the way you behave when they're around.) We started calling you the pussy piggy, because you just can't seem to help yourself, even though no one will give it up for you!
I slowly brought you under and gave you your trigger word. If I say it, you say it, or someone else says it, your cock immediately gets hard, as if I'm right there telling you to touch it. You really can't help yourself, so, no matter where you are, you have a terrible urge to play with your winky. If you're with your boss or your family, you excuse yourself, run to the bathroom and try as hard as you can for release. Unfortunately for you, the trigger word only gets you excited...there's no release in store for you.
You know though, that I have the key...the key to unleash, to release, to make your dreams "cum" to fruition, so to speak. So you will always search me out, by calling my Niteflirt Femdom phonesex line, or if I'm not available, by calling one of my Niteflirt hypno-recordings.
You know that if and when you please me, that then (and only then) you will be allowed release. It's the one thing you want, the only thing you need. Pleasing me has become the only thing that's important, and you will do whatever it takes.
Laughing, I take the glass of wine from your hand, and show you to the door. I hand you my wishlist, give you a sweet peck on the cheek, and tell you to get to work. I remind you also that I have LOTS of buttons on my homepage, and that the more you click and pay, the closer to satisfaction you will cum....*wink*
It's time now...
Time to call you Mistress...
~Mistress Avarice
1-800-TO-FLIRT Ext: 0340-5343
The look on your face when I invited you in and offered you a glass of wine was priceless. You sat on the edge of the couch clutching the glass like a lifeline. It wasn't, of course. There was nothing that was going to save you from my plans for the evening...not even you...
I sat across from you on the sectional and started talking to you like I do people I really care about. You couldn't stop staring into my eyes, and you couldn't help yourself from responding to my voice, my eyes, and my smile. It wasn't long before you were telling me all about the fantasies you've kept locked up for so long. Almost all of them involved me, and in almost every one, I was sweet, loving and all yours.
Uhm...Yeah...right.
*giggle*
So anyway, after your second glass of wine, I could tell you were starting to trance out. You'd listen to what I tell you, then repeat it, over and over. You were such a good boy!
My girlfriends and I have been laughing for months at the way you almost drool whenever you see me. (and at the way you behave when they're around.) We started calling you the pussy piggy, because you just can't seem to help yourself, even though no one will give it up for you!
I slowly brought you under and gave you your trigger word. If I say it, you say it, or someone else says it, your cock immediately gets hard, as if I'm right there telling you to touch it. You really can't help yourself, so, no matter where you are, you have a terrible urge to play with your winky. If you're with your boss or your family, you excuse yourself, run to the bathroom and try as hard as you can for release. Unfortunately for you, the trigger word only gets you excited...there's no release in store for you.
You know though, that I have the key...the key to unleash, to release, to make your dreams "cum" to fruition, so to speak. So you will always search me out, by calling my Niteflirt Femdom phonesex line, or if I'm not available, by calling one of my Niteflirt hypno-recordings.
You know that if and when you please me, that then (and only then) you will be allowed release. It's the one thing you want, the only thing you need. Pleasing me has become the only thing that's important, and you will do whatever it takes.
Laughing, I take the glass of wine from your hand, and show you to the door. I hand you my wishlist, give you a sweet peck on the cheek, and tell you to get to work. I remind you also that I have LOTS of buttons on my homepage, and that the more you click and pay, the closer to satisfaction you will cum....*wink*
It's time now...
Time to call you Mistress...
~Mistress Avarice
1-800-TO-FLIRT Ext: 0340-5343
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