09.17.06

Talking to a Master last night

Posted in phone sex at 10:29 am by principalquattrano

Last night I got a call on my $3 a minute “joke” submissive line, the one that guys are supposed to call me on to argue about why they think I should be submissive. Even in theory, doms shouldn’t be calling that line, because at that price the joke is on them. In fact I’ve only ever gotten one three minute call before on that line, and that one was by mistake, too.

But he introduced himself as “Master Andrew”. His voice was cocky and arrogant. I found it very hard to understand his thick British accent, and I think that my having to tell him to repeat himself over and over again was really taking away from the flow of things. He told me I was going to be his slave from now on, and I was going to be working for him. I played along - at $3 a minute, I had no intention of telling him off and ending the call prematurely.

He told me I was going to send him a “slave contract”, with all questions answered in it. I suggested he tell me what questions he wanted answered, to make sure I got it right the first time, and he said he wanted my real name, address, birthdate, and password(!!!)s. OK, I’m still playing along here, but not for nobody do I give that information out. I gave him my stage name, my UPS box, and made up a string of characters as a password.

Well, don’t you know he tried to access my account right then and there. WTF? Naughty, naughty. He was upset that it didn’t work. Well, doh. I like to think that even if I were a submissive in some bizarre and inappropriately kinky alternate universe, I wouldn’t be an idiot and give out my userids and passwords to anyone.

Another thing you should know is that this conversation was full of periods of awkward silence. or should I say, expensive periods of awkward silence. Not only that, but it was also full of interruptions where his account ran out of money and (unaccountably, considering how his luck was going) he kept replenishing it.

So now he ordered me to give him this info, and said if I didn’t he would give me lots of really bad feedback that would damage my reputation. OK guy, that’s it. You crossed the line. There’s no going back. I could hardly contain my laughter, and he wanted to know what was so funny. I told him that allowing other people access to my accounts is not only stupid, it is breaking tos, and I don’t break tos. Asking for this info is breaking tos. And if he did give me multiple bad feedbacks, management would consider that harassment and remove them.

And then I read to him the text of my listing, which is, to say the least, not remotely respectful to the class of males who might consider themselves to be doms. I proceeded to tell him that the fact that he was calling and paying me $3 a minute to listen to him and I was allowing this to happen meant that I was in charge.

His voice started to quaver. He got respectful. He begged me not to turn him in. He asked what he could do, finally telling me he would do anything for me. At this point he was about as submissive as a submissive can be.

So I had him call me “Goddess”, sit on the floor naked and wank to me, made him eat his cum, ordered him to tribute me and give me good feedback on both. He did a good job, too. I’ll be sending him a slave contract as his first assignment. Of course I’m going to want personal information, but I wouldn’t dream of breaking the law or tos trying to compromise someone else’s account when I can just order them to give me the money directly anyway. Doesn’t that make so much more sense?

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