You might think you’re going to give me a raw red tuchus when you call me for some spanking phone sex, sweetheart, and you might be right… at first. I do gotta admit I like a little smack on my bottom every now and then. A teeny tingle back there to get warmed up makes me laugh, sure. But whatever tickling you think you can inflict on me has got nothing on the fucking whooping your ass is going to suffer, sweetheart.
When we start having some real spanking phone sex, sweetheart, you’ll see I have all sorts of toys and accessories prepped and ready to leave your ass red as the ripest tomato! You’re fucking kidding me with this “stop stop it hurts” bullshit, you know I don’t allow you to have a safe word for a reason. I only use whipping boys that can handle everything I can dish out. Face down, ass up. That’s the way I like to strap you up, sweetheart, and you do look so fucking vulnerable on my sawhorse like that. I fucking love the way your balls hang ou there begging for their own little spanking, too! I’ve got a special paddle just for spanking your balls, you know. A fancy little wire thing that gives a wonderful little snappy sting! But that comes after I’ve slapped them around with my bare hand a bit.
And I’m going to make some handprints on your ass, too, at first. I fucking love when I can see every one of my fucking fingerprints on your tender flabby cheeks. But right after that you know I’m bringing out the tools, sweetheart. Whips and paddles galore! You’re barely gonna be able to sit down at work the next day for all the bruised up welts I’m going to leave on the backs of your legs with my favorite floggers, sweetheart. That’s what spanking phone sex is about, after all.
My name’s Ruth, so you know what to scream when you call me, sweetheart!
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