Saturday, November 15, 2014

Confession of a Mistress

My Sweet Little Subs,

So, I have a small confession to make.  Now to those of you that know me fairly well, what you're about to hear may come as a complete and utter shock.  Despite my well-earned reputation as the sweet, coaxing, Sensual Domme-type, it turns out that I may actually have a bit of a mean streak in me after all.  Basically, to cut straight to the chase -

I made a caller cry the other night.  And I enjoyed every blessed second of it. 

He was a cuckboy, not married yet, but engaged to a woman that enjoyed having sex in front of him... with his high school bully.  

Now don't get me wrong, there's no shame in having been bullied when you were in high school.  It's the natural course of things, really.  In every walk of life there will be arrogant assholes in your face trying to cut you down to size simply for the sake of making themselves look strong by making you look weak in comparison.  Education aside, this is what high school is all about - social skills;  preparing yourself for the various challenges that will come your way as an adult.  As an adult, we have a choice.  We either 

A. Learn from our experiences and rise to the occasion, or
B. Lie down on the floor and proclaim ourselves to be a fucking doormat.

Needless to say, my caller chose option B. 

Of all the men in the world that his gorgeous fiance could have chosen to fuck in front of him, she actually went out of her way to go after HIM of all people.... and my caller had allowed it.  This wasn't some stranger she was sharing intimate moments with. At least with a stranger, there would have been some chance that the guy would have treated him somewhat decently.  No, this was a guy that already knew him to be a bitch, had already shown him that he was a bitch and now enjoys the satisfaction of adding emphasis to just how much of a bitch my caller is.

The whole situation just pissed me the fuck off.  How pathetic can a (so-called) man possibly allow himself to get?  

I pounced on his loser ass.

It wasn't even that hard.  He was already choked up talking about the situation.  Apparently he enjoyed it, because every little comment I made left him sniveling and whining, and he still wasn't hanging up.  Okay then.  If the client wants to cry like a little girl, who am I to deny him?  I chose to help him along instead.

We talked about their upcoming wedding night.  Either he hasn't boned up on his cuck porn, or he was really that clueless about the state of his relationship with his "beloved".  Either way, all it took was the mention of his fiance choosing to consummate their marriage with her lover rather than him and BAM!  Cracked like an egg.  Old Faithful would have envied his waterworks.  Given just a little added detail, he finished within seconds...

and I was left feeling guilty, yet strangely satisfied.  

I'll be honest, I don't really GET it.  But hell, if he's been trained to cum while he's crying, who am I to judge? 

Til next time, sweet boys!

Kisses,
Drea.









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