Fetish Phone Sex With Princess Parker

Humiliation Phone Sex is a guilty pleasure of mine. It is one of my favorite fetish phonesex calls as it allows me to be a total bitch AND get paid for it at the same time. What more could a Princess ask for? It’s nice to let my wicked self shine and I find being a phone Humiliatrix quite empowering actually.

There are plenty of reasons to degrade and humiliate loser boys. Some, of course, have a ridiculously small penis that just begs to be laughed at. Tiny cocks are quite amusing to everyone except the one has it I suppose. I do so enjoy little dick humiliation. And there are so many ways to ridicule the unhung… where to start, where to start.

Other men are easily humiliated by their own dirty little secrets. Such as wearing women’s underwear. Panty boy, panty boy, where are you? Do you secretly prance in front of the mirror each night with your dick stuffed in a sexy pair of panties aroused by the sight of yourself and how naughty you are? Or perhaps you wear them to work, a closet sissy boy fronting as a “real man” while (Read More…)

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Your Princess has a delightfully wicked side. One in which those seeking humiliation phone sex will find themselves laughed at, picked on, teased, ridiculed and humiliated for their “shortcomings”. Small Penis Phone Sex aka Little Dick Humiliation PhoneSex is one of my many fetish favorites.

Let’s say, for instance, you, with your pathetically tiny cock, were to have the privilege of entertaining me for an evening. Perhaps you are a good looking man, considered attractive by most women and rather charming. Let’s even imagine you have a nicely paying profession, an expensive car, money to burn. You seem quite the catch actually. And so we have our little date, enjoy a nice dinner, a couple of drinks, pleasant conversation - a lovely time out with each other.

Let’s go further and imagine I find myself quite taken by your charming wit and whatnot and invite you back to my home for what can only be the promise of a fantastic night of hot, passionate, earth-shaking sex.

We kiss, we share some wine, light some candles, find the perfect music to accompany our tryst. I begin to strip, slowly and seductively. I take your hand and lead you to my bedroom. Everything seems to be going very well…

And then you remove your pants. I blink a few times and assume it must be a trick of the light or too much wine. I squint and move in for a closer look. I discover your “little” secret - the tiny, tiny penis you have been cursed with. I can barely even see it and it is fully erect!

Try as I might, I cannot control my snickers. I can’t hide my disapproval. I start to snicker. I start to make fun. I giggle and laugh. I exploit your shame with the humiliating taunts and (Read More…)

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