Let’s get one thing straight, baby dick—when you unzip for me, I expect disappointment. I live for SPH Domination phone sex! That twitchy little embarrassment between your legs? It’s my toy now. And I don’t mean the fun kind of toy. I mean the chew-it-up, laugh-in-your-face, spit-it-out kind of toy.
Look at you, stroking that pathetic pink nub while reading my words like they’re gospel. You really are Daddy, huh? Big strong man—except when you drop those pants and show me that pitiful, twitchy excuse for a cock. That’s not a dick, Daddy. That’s a fucking clit with an identity crisis.
Do you know what it does to me? Knowing this—this fat, soft, stacked bitch—has more power in her thighs than you’ve ever had in your entire life. I talk, you beg. I laugh; you leak. I don’t even have to touch you—your baby dick twitches when I breathe heavily. Pathetic.
You’ll never fuck me. You’ll never even deserve to. My tits would smother the last bit of self-respect you’re clinging to. You’d cum before your microcock even got near my pussy. That’s right. I could ruin you with a moan.
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So stroke it, loser. Stroke that sad, stiff inch like it’s doing anything. Call me Goddess while you weep into your sticky shame. You’re not a man. You’re my toy. My pathetic, whimpering, worthless little Daddy.
Now say it with me: “Sexy BBW Catherine owns my useless dick.”
Louder. Again.
Good boy.