There are many words I use in every day life that are sexual. I don’t mean just in my role as Phone Strumpet. On a regular basis, I will say things like, “Don’t be such a pussy.” “He totally cock blocked me.” Or “God, she’s such a fucking cunt.” That’s a personal favorite of mine.
But when it comes down to sex, I don’t actually use these words. I don’t like the word pussy when referring to a vagina. In fact, I don’t really refer to it at all. I think “vagina” is a very strange word. I dislike the word va-jay-jay as well. I have my own terminology for sex, which really has no relevance here. But if my personal sex tape ever came out, you would never hear me telling the guy to stick his cock in my pussy. If I attempted to say it to be sexy, I would laugh so hard it might potentially turn off the mood.
But these are things I have to say on a regular basis. And if the noises I hear on the other side are any indication, they’re definitely doing something for them. But it’s just so damn weird to say them. “Balls” is another one. It doesn’t sound realistically sexy to my ears when I talk about their balls, but it seems to work for them. I hear a weird inflection in my voice.
But that’s only part of the issue with this specific topic. There’s another word I have to use, fairly regularly. It’s a word I don’t use in any form in real life, and it’s a word I despise. So it takes a lot of working myself up to bring myself to say it.
Now, I have two Strumpet personalities. There’s Regular Strumpet, and then there’s Transvestite Strumpet. Two separate names and everything. I would expect to get the closet gays as Tranny Strumpet. Strangely enough, those guys are seemingly completely comfortable with their sexuality. Chick? Good. Dude? Good. Chick with dick? GOOD.
But as your normal everyday, run-of-the-mill Strumpet, I get a lot of closeted gay men. Why they want to talk to a female about this is especially confusing to me. This isn’t even a Dr. Strumpet situation, where they just want to discuss their proclivities.
A portion of these calls, they want me to “make them” be gay. An example would be, they’re my boyfriend and I want them to have sex with a gay man. I also get an awful lot of guys who want to be forced to eat their own come. It’s so strange. You’re there, alone in theory. No one’s watching. Why do you need someone else to tell you to do that?
But the ones that are the most off putting to me are the humiliation calls. Often times, they’ll inform the dispatcher that they’re looking for this, so I can start psyching myself up right away.
Normal humiliation calls are getting easier for me. Essentially, I just need to be myself. They want to be told they’re pathetic. And, well, they are. So I just have to say whatever it is I’m thinking. They’re probably my easiest calls. It’s just a matter of keeping them on the line long enough to earn money off their pathetic little asses.
But closet men, they want to be called fags. And I really hate that word. It makes my skin crawl just hearing it. And I have to say it over and over and over again during these calls. I have to emphasize that they are freaks because they are fans of the penii. Little fagboy, cocksucker. Had one guy who kept calling himself a fudgepacker.
It’s just…very disturbing. And again, why do you need a woman to do this? If I had studied psychology more, maybe I’d have some deep meaningful thoughts about mommy issues and the like. As it is, it’s just…really sad.
Sad, sad little boys.
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