When I was in high school, I was the one who always got everyone drunk. I loved to watch people get wasted and then urge them to have just one more, and the another just one more. I’m sure that’s where my forced intoxication phone sex fetish started. Once they were beyond wasted I’d get them to do stupid things, or do stupid things to them. That’s what I’ll do to you when you call. I’ll match you drink for drink, if you think that’s fair. For my petite size I have a very high tolerance for tequila. You’ll be sloppy drunk in no time and I’ll be barely tipsy. That’s when the fun begins.
You’re so open to suggestion when you’re drunk. My giggling only makes you more compliant. Maybe I’ll make you take incriminating photos of yourself and send them to me. You’ll probably end up with something in your ass, on cam, and I’ll take screen shots. If you’re super malleable, I’ll have you swipe your credit card for me a few times. If not, then let’s have another round. You might just need another to amuse me. Once you pass out I’ll save all the incriminating evidence, and when you’re sober we can have a talk. You’ll realize that I’m not your drinking buddy; you’re just another victim of forced intoxication phone sex. Now you have to do what I say whether you’re drinking or not, but I guess that’s a whole other topic.
Forced intoxication is just one of the many tools in my arsenal to take what I want from you. It’s internal lubrication for my game. Of course, you think you have the upper hand but that’s because you’re drunk, silly. I don’t mind you thinking it was all your idea. You’ll figure it out sooner or later, but by then it’s already too late. You’re my bitch now.
Come on, love, get out your favorite booze and call 1-888-8-FREAKY for forced intoxication phone sex
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