Go fuck yourself. You think Im gonna sit here and write up something thats going to get your pathetic dick hard? I don't think so. You think I'm going to get all girly and pretend like I want to suck and fuck that wrinkled up teensy bit of flesh dangling between your legs? Then you can fucking go to hell. I don't want anything to do with you, nothing, nada. Keep that piece of shit dick the fuck away from me.

You are never going to "please me" and you sure as hell ain't ever going to get me off

Truth be told, I am only here 'cause pathetic fucks like are drawn to me, and I might as well turn a dollar for it. But let's get one thing straight, I am so fucking not here for your pleasure. You are never going to fuck me. You are never going to "please me" and you sure as hell ain't ever going to get me off. I could care less that your are jerking your mump dick on the phone, as long as I get your money, I don't care.

My specialty is humiliation, because I really don't like you, it makes me really good at it. Fucking Ignore phone sex, where I answer the phone and you beg me to put you on the ignore line, where you hear me go about my day and pretend you aren't fucking there... those kind of calls actually might make my lips turn up. I don't fucking have to listen to how pathetic you are and I still get to get paid, makes me want to smirk. I mean, how pathetic does one have to be?

I want to hurt people, and you will do for the time being.

I'm pissy. I am not a "happy" girl, so torture, cbt, pissing phone sex... I am good at. I want to hurt people, and you will do for the time being. The closest you can get to pleasing me is if I can beat the fuck out of you and make you cry. Rape your ass with the biggest thing possible, flatten your testicles, pin yourself, I don't fucking care. The more you cry, the better.