Hello there, my lovelies.

I’m Diana, your new phone sex goddess.
You see, I’m a goddess, and goddesses demand to be worshipped properly. I expect you to grovel at my feet, to lavish me with praise and flattery until I’m dripping wet. Want to stick that big, throbbing cock of yours deep inside my tight little pussy? Too bad, you’ll have to earn the privilege.

I’m a dominatrix through and through, and I know exactly how to push your buttons. I’ll tease you mercilessly, describing in excruciating detail all the naughty things I’m going to do to you…and none of the things I’m NOT going to let you do to me. I’ll moan and gasp and cry out in ecstasy, pretending to get off on your pitiful attempts at arousal. But you know as well as I do that you’ll be lucky to get a single drop of my divine nectar.

And once you’re completely worked up, ready to explode, I’ll shut you down completely. Deny you your orgasm until you’ve sufficiently demonstrated your obedience and devotion to me. I might let you edge, over and over, keeping you right at that delicious precipice where all you can think about is me…and how lucky you are to be allowed in my presence.
I have a naughty little kink for cuckolding, too. I love to toy with my pathetic, emasculated little boys, the ones who get off on being humiliated and degraded. I’ll work you into a frenzy describing the big, black bull who’s going to pound me into a quivering mess, fucking my cervix raw while you listen on the phone, helpless to do anything but stroke yourself to completion.

So is that the kind of service you’re craving? The depraved, masochistic pleasure of being at the mercy of a true goddess? Then you’d better get ready to kneel before your mistress, and show me the depth of your desire. I expect complete and total submission…anything less is unacceptable. Now, crawl on over and let’s see if you have what it takes to please your Diana, you subordinate little piece of meat.