Submissive phone sex means I do what you tell me, even on the phone. I have many a phone master, only one real master. I try to please them all. Sometimes, what a phone master wants goes against what my real master wants, but I risk it. My Friday late night master enjoys me masturbating and exposing myself. My real master punishes me for such things. But guess what? I had an entire week at home. My real master is out of town, so I have been left to my own devices. I have been naked around the house as much as I can to please him. I have been playing with my cunt too. Masturbation is forbidden by my full-time master, but my phone master encourages it, even loves it. I tried to masturbate in front of my son, but he called me pathetic. He said I was just a desperate submissive whore needing attention. He walked away from me laughing. My son and daughter hate me. I keep trying, but they see me as desperate and pathetic. Yesterday, I had a stroke of luck. Not with my son, however. My Internet went out. I need high-speed Internet to work my phone submissive job. I called my provider and they dispatched a technician. I greeted him in just a robe. I had to make sure he fixed my Internet and didn’t run screaming from my place. He was handsome and flirty. Once I knew he was flirting with me, I felt better about exposing myself. He was younger than me, but that didn’t matter to either of us. I told him I was his to use and he did just that. He bent me over the couch and fucked my asshole. Been a long time since I have been fucked. Master would be so mad if he found out. Please, don’t tell him.