“Can you take care of phone calls today?” my boss asked me, nervously scratching his neck.
I was a professional escort for years at this point, but I’ve never done any dirty calls. He didn’t seem to care and disappeared before I could politely decline. I took a deep breath, looking at the laptop like it was both a treasure and a poison. It can’t be that hard, can it?
A couple of minutes late, I gather enough courage to open the laptop up and turn on the software. I put on the headset and went online, before I could change my mind. I was never a fan of masturbating, and paying for it seemed stupid to me.
The first order came very quickly and the client seemed simple. He was into domination and wanted to be called a Master. I swallowed, making sure my voice won’t fail me and called him.
“Hello, Master,” I greeted him, trying to sound cute and happy to talk to him.
“Hey,” he said, it sounded like he smiled.
I found myself liking his voice, it was very deep and rough, vibrating in my ear in a nice way. I even felt a little tingle of arousal.
“Did you like my pictures, Master?” I asked after a while, noticing he didn’t want to lead the conversation.
“Of course,” he laughed, “Almost as much as you liked doing them.”
The pictures weren’t mine but the girl I was working as today, but I briefly giggled anyway.
“I was thinking about you, before you called,” I said and sighed dramatically, “I’d love to have you here, Master.”
“Oh, really? Why?” he inquired, sounding amused.
“It can get pretty lonely in bed, without anyone to hold you,” I said and licked my lips, wondering how get the conversation on the right track, “I need you with me, Master.”
“What are you wearing?” he asked, his interest waking up.
“Nothing,” I giggled again, “I’m covered with just a thin blanket, ready to get ripped off.”
He didn’t say anything, so I continued. I hoped he already began masturbating, I wanted him to finish fast.
“I can feel it brushing against my skin with my every move,” I said quietly and moaned, “It makes me so horny. I’m touching my breasts, and imaging its your hand instead of mine.”
“What would you do, if I were with you now?” he inquired, his voice was even more deeper, but also quieter now.
“I wouldn’t let you touch me,” I said and added after a pause, “I’d touch you first.”
He laughed hearing that, and I shivered, when I felt the vibrations.
“I would start with your arms, I want to feel how hard your muscles are,” I said, hoping to sound seductive, “Then your chest, I’d try to get you aroused.”
“Well, you already succeeded in doing that,” he said in a husky voice.
Now, I needed to quickly get him off, but how?
“Oh, yeah?” I laughed, “I’d love to see it. Or do more than just this. Imagine my lips on your neck, kissing and licking, slowly travelling down to your crotch,” I moaned, pretending to be aroused as well, “I want to feel your cock inside my mouth so much!”
His breathing quickened, letting me know that I was saying the right things.
“I’d take your whole, huge, dick deep inside my throat, so deep it would choke me, but I’d love it, knowing you’re the one doing that,” I said quietly, taking in quick, shallow breaths, I tried to make it seem like I was masturbating, “But then, I’d stop. All out of breath and horny as never before. I’d rather have you take charge and fuck my mouth, would you want this, Master?”
“Yes,” he breathed out.
A shiver washed over my body, he sounded sexy as hell. I got sad that it was only a phone call.
“If you want this, then it’s my job to satisfy your desires, Master,” I said and swallowed nervously, “I would just lay down and let you gag me with your cock, giving you the perfect view of my breasts.”
There came a moment of silence, only accompanied by quick breaths.
“Thank you,” he said, his breath still rapid, “Have a great evening.”
And just like that, he hung up. I was shocked, but I didn’t have enough time to process it, because another man has placed an order. I readjusted my position and smiled to myself, I started to like it. Maybe I’ll even stop being a professional escort and sit here all day?
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