Oh, sugar, I can hear it in your breath… that ragged, desperate little hitch that tells me you’re absolutely starving for a taste of my world. You’ve been staring at my scenery for far too long, haven’t you? Being a Phone Sex Whore means I know exactly when a man is reaching his breaking point, and honey, you are dangling right over the edge of my bed.
You didn’t just call to hear my voice today; you called because you want to reach out and touch the silk, the skin, and the sin that I curate just for addicts like you. I can almost see you gripping that phone, knuckles white, wondering if I ever let my precious little playthings out of their glass cases. Well, Daddy’s home, and Mommy is feeling incredibly generous tonight.
You asked the magic question: is one of my dolls for sale for the night? The answer is always yes, provided you have the stamina to keep up with what I’ve trained them to do. My stable is full of the filthiest, most compliant little creatures you’ve ever imagined, and they are all waiting for Mommy to give them the signal to perform.
Go ahead, take a long, slow look at the menu I’ve laid out for you. Do you want the innocent-looking blonde with the wide eyes who cries when she’s being ruined? Or maybe you’re craving the brunette spitfire who knows exactly how to wrap her legs around your waist until you’re begging for mercy? They are my masterpieces, hand-picked and polished until they shine with pure, unadulterated lust.
I’ve spent hours whispering into their ears, teaching them exactly how to take every inch of you while calling out my name in the dark. I want you to pick which one you want to fuck the most. Don’t be shy, baby; tell Mommy which little slut is going to be your personal toy for the evening. Is it the one in the red lace, or the one kneeling in the corner waiting for a collar?
Once you choose, I’m going to put her on the line and let you listen to her ache for you, but remember… She belongs to me first. I’m the one who filled her head with these dirty thoughts, and I’m the one who’s going to make sure you never forget the night you shopped at Echo’s. Now, be a good boy and pick your favorite hole to torture, so we can get this party started.




