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Blame it on the totally awesome Bitch Trainer I recently hired. She is torturing me and I am loving it. I told her that due to fairly regularly jogging my legs were more than fine, that I wanted to concentrate on upper body strength. OOOOHHH … she so took me at my word. Damn her! God bless her! I want to have lesbian sex with her. I want to have her babies. She’s my own personal non-sexual Dominatrix and I worship her. She is whipping me into uber shape and I’m giving her lots of money to do it! It’s the perfect relationship, because she won’t let me top from the bottom. I have a habit of wanting to be always right, always in charge, always knowing what’s best … for me and for everybody else.
Which — while it works in my line of work, FemDom PhoneSex — it won’t get me to where I want to go with this training. In this situation, I’m getting my ass kicked on a regular basis and I have to suck it up. I leave the gym with throbbing shoulder blades, trembling thighs. aching breasts … and I thank her for my mysery and can’t wait to see her again.
So all of that is keeping me … shall we say engaged? Plus I am being honored at a volunteer dinner next week and I don’t have a thing to where. Really, I don’t. I need some new summer dress-up clothes — which means I’m busy shopping. Concurrently, I am shopping for the perfect summer white purse. Then there’s dinner and a show at the Performing Arts Center next month, a Leonard Cohen concert still a few months away, a lunch and movie I promised a friend, and I’ve already bought my tickets to see Wicked in early fall.
Of course I have the other life stuff that keeps us all spinning, like dealing with Comcast’s inadequate and rude Customer Service Department on what seems a constant basis. I have my cable thru them, because the greedy bastards have made sure they’re the only game in town. Plus I pay them for Nanette’s cable/phone/dsl, because she’s my good friend and she really just really needed someone to cut her a break. And they are always screwing things up, like accidently turning her Phone off on Easter Sunday, then taking two 1/2 days to get it back on. Or suddenly beginning to charge me for a sport tier on my cable bill and insisting I’d ordered it. When anybody who knows me knows, that is something I would never, ever do in a zillion years. But Comcast is always right and the customer is always wrong. Go figure.
And then there is this Phone Sex Business. It’s my baby. No CEOs, no Personal Assistants, no Comptrollers …. so this tax thing is one big fucking headache for me. But it is now done and put to bed. Amen.
Oh, and the Phone Sex Business — believe it or not, and I know this is going to shock you — requires of me that I actually take calls from shall we say …. sexual adventurers? And I happen to have a group of loyal callers who expect me to show up and work some serious magic. Even though I took off for Easter Sunday, this past weekend was practically non-stop calls. In fact, any time I’ve been available lately, I’ve been kept very busy with callers. Which — I’m certainly not complaining — is a very good thing.
What all of the above means is that I am a very busy girl. But I’m here. Just shoot me an email (angela @ zensmut DOT com) and I will — sometimes a little later than sooner, but always at some point — get back to you and we can go from there. Or you could just call. The link for phoning me is at the top of this page. Regardless, my titties are still hurting.
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Phone Sex Quote of the Day:
What you can do when you’re having phone sex is limited only to your imagination. Most people appear to feel that the more creative you get, the better the sex. You could be in any room, doing anything. If you have a cordless hands-free phone, your options multiply. (ARTICLE)
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Financial Phone Sex Dom of the Day:
If you like a woman to control your cock by controlling your hard-earned cash, then you simply must visit Mistress Sherry Elizabeth’s website, where you can see her absolutely FREE video in which she seduces, teases and hypnotizes you into financial submission. Make no mistake about it … Sherry Elizabeth is a sizzling hot, beautiful woman. She will weaken you, then wrap you around her little finger — another trinket for her collection. You will want to call her, worship her, give her everything and anything she requests. But your cock will be so hard you could use it to pound nails. That’s a fair enough trade, I do believe.
xo, Angela
Comcast needs to be taken down. Maybe this new admistration will reenact anti-trust legislation. We can only hope.
Miss Sherry Elizabeth is very tempting. Her video makes me weak in the knees. I must resist.
Now about those sore breasts of yours. Would a massage help, Dearest Mistress?
Trainers! Been there, done that, sweated in the t-shirt. But, as you so eloquently note, we like it! Keep up the good work.
Leonard Cohen? I’m horribly jealous. Butas you would say: in a good way.
What you need is some boo boo kissing. In my humble opinion.