Mercedes 1844-33-CANDY Ext. 423
You’ve always had a thing for feet, and have always wanted to feel what it’s like to be beneath them. You would pay whatever price, just to get a view. Lucky for you, I have an open schedule for you to drool over all the parts of my feet. This is the day you have been waiting for to give me wads of your cash just to worship my beautiful feet!
Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446
Rise and shine, my little human ATMs. I know exactly what buttons to push to make you spit out as much money as I want, and I do it with an evil smile. Dirty, filthy, disgusting little ******** like you aren’t even worth of me stepping on you. But alas, I am generous. Tribute me well and I just might step on you. Might. It’s important a pathetic little bitch like you understands this. Just because you Tribute me, giving me all your hard-earned money, doesn’t guarantee you’ll get anything back. Continue reading “My Little Human ATMs”
Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303
Okay, let’s be clear about something. findom, or financial domination, is not necessarily what I would consider a “specialty”. However, I enjoy the calls I have done on it and I would like to do more.
So, I want to explain how I do findom calls, so all parties are comfortable.
First of all, when potential clients approach me in The Playroom claiming they want a $500.00 call in which I drain their balls and wallet; I am always shocked. Only because a lot of work and preparation goes into the findom calls I do, it’s usually not a call I take on a “whim”.
I’ll illustrate.
Findom calls are a lot of fun when things are set up in advance. Again, this ensures all parties are comfortable and consenting to everything they do.
Usually, I’ll get an email from a client (jemma@phonesexcandy.com) and they explain a little bit about what they are looking for. Then, we agree on a comfortable scenario and an appropriate time to call.
Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303
Still sitting in the hot tub, I cannot believe this spa menu. Not to mention the prices, thank goodness Daniel gave me his black card.
First, I booked The Ultimate Escape package which included a massage, facial, manicure, and pedicure. Second, I added Whistler’s Signature Treatment, which included a body wrap and scrub, access to their baths, and a luxurious hair and scalp treatment. In addition, I added a foot and back treatment. This spa day was going to cost Daniel an easy $1,500 CAN and that wasn’t even including an automatic 17% gratuity.
Knowing I didn’t need to get dolled up for the spa, I tried to find something comfortable to wear. Settling on a light blue vintage Juicy Couture tracksuit with nothing underneath, I slipped on my white waterproof Ugg boots.
Next, I grabbed my white Marc Jacobs tote and my room key and headed for the spa.
Walking into the Four Seasons Whistler Spa, I was blown away. The smell was the first thing that hit me. Not being able to quite identify it, it smelt woodsy with hints of ginger, cedar, and plum, it was amazing.
Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303
Waking up the next morning, Daniel was nowhere to be seen. Unsurprisingly, he loved to be a man of mystery. Noticing the red envelope on the bedside table to my left, I decided to crack it open. The note inside read as follows, “Good morning Jemma. Take my Amex Black Card and book yourself any spa service you want. Also feel free to shop and order anything you want from room service”.
Amex Black Cards really are the way to my heart.
Browsing the room service menu, I called the front desk.
“Hello, my name is Jemma, I’m so sorry, I’m not sure my room number, or honestly where I am, but do you mind sending me Avocado on Sourdough Toast as well as a Morning Manic smoothie? By the way, would you also mind telling me where I am?”, I asked the front desk person.
“Good Morning Miss Tomsin, first of all, you’re at The Four Seasons Whistler and you’re staying in our Townhouse Suite. Second, yes I will have that to you right away, we have Daniel’s black card on file”. a man replies.
Bad Bitch Belle 844-332-2639 Ext 444
Losers shower me with gifts all the time. In fact, sometimes I take their whole paychecks because I’m more important than them putting food on the table. However, since it’s the season of giving, I thought I’d be showering one notable loser with a homemade gift. Watch me pull down my skirt and peel down my panties as I squat over your open mouth.
That’s right, a lemonade shower made by the one and only Bad Bitch Belle. Are you fucking salivating for it already? You’re fucking disgusting.
Kayla 1844-332-2639 Ext 357
You’re an ugly, fat, porn-addicted lil dick loser. I hate you, and you should hate yourself. You are just a worthless piece of scummy waste. No one loves you, and no one ever will. There’s no hope for you. Think about it!
All you think about is jerking your lil dick off to girls (and guys) that you know are better than you. This means any and everyone is who you’ll be pumping it to because every single person who is breathing is better than you. I fucking hate you, pencil-dick loser! Continue reading “Hate Yourself – A Blog By An Idiot”
Miranda 844-332-2639 ext 376
Have you ever wondered what it was like being the Daughter of a Trophy Wife? Well, to be honest, it was a fantastic way to grow up. It might have been different if I were a boy, but I was lucky to be born a girl. My mom explained it to me many years ago. A woman’s job is to be as perfect as humanly possible for her man. Exercise, eat right, weekly appointments for hair and mani-pedis, monthly spa trips. And a man’s job is to work hard and fulfill every need of his woman. Doesn’t that utterly sound fantastic?
VANESSA 1-844-332-2639 ext 232
The Craving to pay is immense. Admit it, you have craved it for quite some time. I’m just not sure if you are really serious. It sounds great doesn’t it? But do you have what it takes to back up all of your talk? Let’s push you to your limit and see if you really have what it takes to be my finsub. Putting you through your paces should be lots of fun.
Francie xXx844-332-2639 xXx 208
Fuck calling me princess, or your queen. Call me your king. You can call me Daddy. It’s not about the way I look it’s about the way I carry myself. You will address me appropriately, and you will thank me for it. Bow down and kiss the ring on my right hand and pay homage to your king. While you’re down there, lick my boots clean. Don’t come into my home without being prepared to provide me with the proper gifts and sacrifice required to talk to the baddest bitch you’ve ever met.