My name is Abby and I love CBT phone sex. Sounds kinda like some sort of confession you’d make at an AA meeting or something. But I guess it kind of is because I am really addicted to the sounds you make when you’re torturing your cock and balls while you talk to me. If you call me for CBT phone sex, don’t EVER expect me to feel bad for you or feel sorry for you. I won’t. I won’t go easy on you. If you aren’t serious about the cock and ball torture, then don’t call me. I don’t have the time or desire to deal with you pussies who just THINK you might like to torture yourself. I want the real deal. As a reward for being brave enough to call me, you’ll get all the pain, tears and laughter (from me) that your heart could ever desire. I really love it when you cry and beg me to let you stop. But be warned… the more you beg, the more torture you’re gonna get.
And honestly, you’re going to need to have CBT supplies on hand when you call. I HATE it when guys call and tell me they have nothing to “play” with. Shoelaces, rubber bands, toothpaste, Icy Hot, hot sauce, a wooden spoon… those will do for starters. Don’t tell me you have none of that around your house. I know you do. So lets do it, losers!
Go get your CBT phone sex supplies ready and then call me at 1 888 402 8669 and ask for Princess Abby