I get so many calls for humiliation phone sex, it’s almost crazy. Guys like you with little puny teenie weenies who know they could never measure up. Oh you might meet a girl who tells you size doesn’t matter, but you know she’s lying when you see the look of disappointment in her eyes when you drop your pants. I know you can’t help it, and while it’s not your fault, it’s time you face reality.
That’s right, you’re a loser boy, yes you with the small little worthless dick. I see the way you’re looking at me with lust in your eyes. You know as well as I do that you aren’t worthy to be with a woman like me, unless of course you are on your knees begging to be my dirty sissy slut. I really do get off on humiliating losers and small penis humiliation phone sex is one of my favorite things. I love to laugh and giggle and show you off to my friends; they love making fun of your worthless little dick too. It’s not even big enough to be called a cock and with such a worthless tiny flap of skin between your legs, it is a wonder anyone calls you a man. In my world you are just a sissy, a loser, a pussy boy and my slave.
If it’s humiliation phone sex you crave, I am the Humiliatrix you fantasize about. I specialize in small penis humiliation phone sex and I know how to put you in your place. I might even let you get a look at my boyfriend’s man cock, and if you beg well enough, you might be graced with the privilege of sucking it.
For humiliation phone sex, Call Simone 1-888-741-2229
If I’m not around, please ask our dispatcher to match you up with one of my Humiliatrix phone sex girlfriends.
SPH isn’t something I just do on the phone. Small penis humiliation phone sex is fun, but real life? Oh my! Let me tell you a little story about “this guy” in my real time life. About 6 months ago I met the hottest guy at a party. He was 6’2, dark hair and eyes and muscles in all the right places. I could not wait to get this man between the sheets and have my way with his hot fucking body. Let me just tell you the anticipation was one million times better than the experience was. When we were making out, kissing, touching, etc, I had to get a feel of that cock between his legs. I cupped his cock through his pants and didn’t feel anything. I was in the heat of the moment and didn’t think much about it as I started to undo his pants, pull them down with his underwear. Whoa! WTF I think were my exact words when I saw his pathetic excuse for what he calls a penis. I don’t even think it was 4 inches rock hard (and who wouldn’t be rock hard laying up in bed with me!). Talk about disappointment. After some awkward conversation, I left and that was the end of the that; until this past Fri. afternoon.