I may enjoy being the victim when it comes to torture phone sex, but every now and then, when I’m being tortured, I think about what it would be like to take my power back. Yes, I’m submissive by nature but nobody in life is a one-trick whore. So my mind takes me to this far away place where I am the one in charge. Where I am the one with the knives, whips, clamps, and hot candle wax. Oh and let’s not forget those dildos that are too big to fit in the holes my torturer intends them to be for. It really gets me through those times when I need my mind to wander.
The first thing I’d do is tie him up so tightly that his arms and legs can’t move at all just like he does to me. I wonder how he is feeling when he sees me break out the nipple clamps with sharp pins in them. I’m gonna twist them on really tight, just like he does to me and I hope his nipples bleed. And speaking of blood, I think I’m going to get a knife out and run it up and down his body to leave him with some scars just like he has done to me. The options are limitless and every time some fucker tortures me, I pick up new ideas of how I will inflict pain on my next victim.