The following is an open letter to Rosalind, who, despite having said she had no more to say to me, continues to leave comments in my blog, proving herself to be as addicted to my abuse as her ex-fiancee is. It was originally intended as a response in the comments section of another post, but it taps into a subject I feel strongly enough about to put it to a wider audience. I realize this isn’t what most of my visitors come to see, but bare with me, pets, Mistress has some business to attend to. I’ll be back to tormenting you tomorrow, dearies.
In defense of “phone whores.”
Rosalind, tut tut, where are your manners? To repeatedly come to a person’s website with the intent of being insulting is tantamount to returning to their home to spew venom at them. No matter, I understand why you would be dissatisfied with your life, and I’ll pay the cost of the band-width for you to rage because I find you amusing.
I’m not a phone whore, I’m a phone, and face to face Domme. It’s a distinction your ex understood perfectly when he sought my services, I assure you. Still, despite your intention, I take no offense from being called a phone whore.
I know many phone sex operators and understand the truth of the matter, that they are your neighbors and your coworkers, your friends and your family members. Many struggle with money and find it a fun part time job to help make ends meet. Some enjoy it enough and make enough money at it to drop their mainstream jobs in favor of it. I know lawyers and psychiatrists who’ve decided they prefer working at home, doing phone sex to working in an office doing more mundane work.
Every once in a while, a phone sex operator is someone who is disabled and has trouble finding work because of it, but they don’t wish to rely upon public assistance. Working as a fantasy artist levels the field for them a bit.
It’s a tough job, tapping into the head’s of people who don’t always want to reveal their fantasies, but expect the professional to know anyway. To make it, phone sex operators must be perceptive, quick witted, diplomatic, and appealing to a variety of tastes. They must not only be every man’s fantasy, they must be able to determine, with very little information, what that fantasy is.
Sadly, for all their intelligence, their wit, their charm, and their work ethic, they are still met with scorn and derision from embittered people who couldn’t do their job.
And though you’re mistaken about my very comfortable income, you’re correct about one thing, I don’t pay a typist. I have submissive little pets like your ex, who like to do things for me.
Now, though you are no more able to stay away from me than your husband, I’ve treated you to enough free humiliation. If you wish to be berated further, you’ll have to call and pay, just like Barry does. Unlike yourself, I have the self-control to ignore you. Rage away, further comments will not receive response from me.
I wish you better luck in your future relationships. If you’d like advice on how to keep, and keep control of, a man.. call me.
Mistress Shayna.. Honorary Phone Whore.
Makes you want more, doesn’t it? Come and get your Mistress Phone Sex,then.