CFNM phone sex sounds so unbelievably hot. I love feeling like I’m in charge, like I’m superior to a filthy male. What better way to do that than by removing one of the biggest things that separate humans from the rest of the biological chain? How humiliating would that be for you? Being naked not because you can or because you chose to but because you HAVE to. Because I’ve told you and made you. How does that make you feel? Humiliated? Degraded? Demeaned? Subservient? Inferior? Or, more than likely, all of the above.
I’m wearing lingerie that looks so good on me. Black fishnet pantyhose with a matching black bra and panty set. You, as the subservient weaker male, are completely naked. No underwear and no panties. Not so much as a scrap of clothing adorns your body. You’re on your hands and knees licking my black pumps. Then, I use your unclothed, exposed body as furniture by propping my feet on your back. You’re still on your hands and knees but with a flat back so my shoes can rest atop you. Not dig into you too hard. It’s simply so you’re aware of your subservient place.
See? You aren’t even worthy enough to lick my pussy. You’re obviously beneath such things. Instead, you get to lick my shoes and be my furniture. Haha! How pathetic is that? Now, there’s no hiding anything from me. I can see when your cock so much as twitches. And don’t you dare try to cover it up, either. Just look up at me and do what you’re told. Obedience is what males need; obedience of women. Especially powerful, supreme, BBW women like myself. So, call me for CFNM phone sex, boys. Don’t keep me waiting. Talk soon. Smooches.