Just a note...

There are a few callers that I hate talking to, and there are the ones that end up being memorable which I share those stories in my blog. This past week has been a slow week and my pay check is showing it. Since today is one of those slow days, I might as well tell you a few things what I like about certain callers and what I dislike about the callers. (if any other phone sex operators are reading this, let me know if any of these situation happens with you)

I love fantasies. The bigger the fantasy, the better. It gives us a chance to be creative with our imagination. The only way I can understand if the fantasy is turning them on or not is the way they react to little sentences that I say. Every caller thinks they have a unique fantasy. Sometimes they tell me "Well I don't know if you've ever done this before, but my fantasy is....." Trust me when I say this, but all the fantasies that I have heard doesn't really surprise me anymore. I have done them all. If not once, then at least 5 times. Some fantasies are crazy and some are very private. All fetishes have different catagories, but at the end, they are all the same.

Another thing that I love is when the callers are talkative. They don't necessarily need to have a fantasy, but with an outgoing attitude, it's so much easier to talk to them. Normally I can tell which type of caller they are going to be by the first words with "Hello". Either it is "Why Hello there!" with the loud and cheerful voice. Those seem to be easier to talk to and I'm not afraid to ask questions to keep the conversation going. I can ask them a single question and their answers are normally a short story. It gives me an opportunity to get to know the caller and try to work with it. Some other callers respond weird. I can hear them breathing heavily and following with "ohhh umm, hello", which means they have been working at it for quite some time and I'm only going to talk to them for a min or so. I start to ask myself the question "Why do you call if your already having fun?" Then there is the shy ones that say "umm, hi.. I've never done this before" - which means 'I am addicted to sex and I don't know how to talk to women'. Those are the ones that get under my skin. The ones that do not know how to talk to me. If I ask them a question, they will simple respond "yes" or "no" with no further details. It's really hard to do ALL the work when they won't work with you. I remember having this one caller making me do all the work for him and all I was doing was moaning and saying "ohh yah, thats the spot", but I honestly didn't know if it was turning him on or not. So I finally said "Ok, common... please work with me here... what the fuck do you want?". Even after that, he still didn't tell me what he liked.

Getting Caught.... One of the biggest things that I love about some of these callers, is hearing their wives on the other line and surprising their husbands. For example, the caller I just had.... His wife came home expectingly and the last thing I heard before he hung up was his wifes voice saying "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" This actually happens a lot. I basically get these callers once a week. I had a caller last month where he was getting into the conversation, I hear his breathing getting faster and faster as if he's about to cum, and then I hear a door open on his side of the receiver and he begins to talk to me as if I was his best friend. He says "ohhh thats feels good.. ohh god,, ohhh yes.... ohhh ohhhhhhhhh.... Shit, Well then Dan, I just have to give you a call back about that fishing trip. Okie then, I'll talk to you soon." and he hangs up. You cannot imagine how hard I was laughing after that call. He never called me back after that.

I hope I made you smile!

Don't tickle me there.

I apologies for being away from my blog for so long. I hear from a lot of you that you enjoy reading my blogs, and I love hearing all the responses from some of these posts that I put up on here. Yes this is a crazy job... Not the typical 9 to 5 if you ask me. lol

Well I have another stupid, crazy caller that calls me about once a week, and every time I hear his name, I shiver. First of all, I don't like having this caller, but he is so easy to talk too, it's hard for me to be mean to him to stop him from calling me. This caller loves to hear girls giggle and laugh, and he thinks he's causing us to laugh because he's telling us to rub our legs up and down until we feel ticklish. I know he talks to the other girls because we sometimes talk about how much we hate this guy. He can last for hours, which is a GREAT thing for us. More money in our pockets. But, since he's so boring to talk to, it makes one single minute seem like 30 mins. The way he talks to us is like Jeffrey Dahmer talking to us about how much he wants to tickle our toes and our belly buttons. Ohhh... the BELLY BUTTON! That's a must for this guy. For some reason, he LOVES talking about how he wants to stick his finger inside our belly button and rub it all around. When I talked to him yesterday, he talked about my belly button for 10 mins non-stop and how much he wants to stick Q-tips inside it and rub it all around until it tickles. I don't know if he has ever stuck his finger inside his own belly button, but it's not a pleasant feeling, and it does NOT tickle. This caller hardly ever talks sexual to me, and I do believe he gets off by talking about my belly button. When he asks me "does that tickle?" I always respond with, "Ohhh HEE HEE, of COURSE it tickles." and he would tell me "Well I want to hear you scream out laughing." So, I will begin to start laughing really loud, but in the back of my mind, I'm thinking "I'm laughing because this guy is making me insane!" He ends up enjoying it and I end up hating him more and more. Like I said, it's not the usual 9 to 5 job. lol

I will try to post more blogs in the near future. I get crazy callers everyday and I get emails from everyone asking to post more. Until then....

The Rule of Thumb

When callers have fantasy's or fetishes, the conversation seems to be easier for me to work with.

Today I had a caller with a small fetish of rulers. For some reason, he said every time he sees a ruler, he gets aroused. For a while I was giggling because I thought this was a joke, but apparently not. He was laughing back and saying "Whats so funny?". Thats how I knew it wasn't a joke. He likes it when women take a ruler and measure EVERY inch of his penis, including the width. He wanted me to ask him questions about his penis and where he should measure his cock. I honestly don't know if he told me the truth about how big it is, because he gave me two different numbers on just on length. Oh well.

The call I had after that weird call was also interesting. Both calls were only 5 mins long, so thats why I don't have a lot of the details like I normally do. Anyway, the next caller had a fantasy of his mother's big ass. He was telling me that he LOVES his mother's big fat ass. When I asked him how big was his mother's ass, he told me his mother's waist size was 56 inches, so I'm assuming it's a really large ass. He said he loves to watch her wash the dishes and watch it bounce up and down and jiggle. He also told me when she's scrubbing the bath tub and she's bending over, he loves watching her and fantasizes on slapping his mother's ass. Then, while he's playing with himself, he's moaning out "mommy, yes mommy.... oh mommy".

I wish I was making some of these stories up, but I'm not. It's a slow day today, but I hope you find these stories interesting. I know I do.

The Doctor Tom Special.

I get a lot of callers asking for me to be a cheerleader, and I can understand the fantasy since a lot of the pornos use the slutty cheerleader characters. About three minutes ago, I got a call from work asking if I can be a slutty cheerleader. Of course I said yes, since this is only a fantasy and all. At first, the dispatcher was laughing before she read me his name and his information. She told me I would get a kick out of this caller since he likes to create weird fantasies. Once she said this, I thought to myself "Well I better pay attention so I can blog about it".
She told me that this caller wants a young 19 yr old slutty cheerleader that loves to play with toys and is obsessed with Latex clothing. (Are you saying "What the fuck" yet? I know I was at that moment.) After laughing with the dispatcher for a few seconds, I began to talk to him. He was a nice guy, nice to talk to and had a nice attitude. He told me to call him Dr. Tom, so I did. This is his Story....

"I want to be your Gynecologist, so please call me Doctor Tom. First, I want you to come into my office and sit on the table and let me examine you." Then he makes these noises as if he's using the tools and actually examining me. "Wow you look very healthy and I must say, you have fantastic legs. Are you a Cheerleader by any chance?" and I answer "yes". He goes on "Wow thats wonderful. Why don't you call some of your cheerleader friends and tell them to come in the office so we can have a slumber party here and they can all get tested at the same time." (I swear to you, I am NOT making this up) He continues, "Now that we have some of your friends and some of my nurses in my office, I would like to test all of your friends. You can let them know that his procedure is called the 'Doctor Tom Special'. What makes this procedure so special is that I will be inseminating special eggs that are fertile inside your womb and we will pass them around to each one of the girls, including you, and all the girls will have a baby growing inside of them. Then, once you are 6 months pregnant, we will take out the baby from your womb and place it into an incubator until it is fully developed. That way your body does not stretch too much. I want you to stay small and thin for me. Then, we will teach the baby to grow up as a lesbian so once she is old enough to play with other women, she can come and teach you how to become a lesbian as well. Also, since she will be a lesbian, she will have a lot of lesbian friends and we can invite them over for sleepovers."

That was the end of his call because his time ran out and he couldn't afford more minutes with me. I was actually sad to have the story end, but I was also thankful because the second that call ended, I started laughing hysterically. The way he was talking to me about this story was nonchalant. He was talking to me as if he was a little boy, trying to tell Santa what he wanted for Christmas. These stories amaze me and I wonder where these men get their fantasies.

the ones that I hate are more memorable than the ones that I love

I HATE this asshole. I have a client that goes around to different girls and talks to them about his small problems. All of the dispatchers know him and hate him just as much as I hate this guy. He likes to call and tell us that he has his girlfriends nieces (two of them) laying in the bed with him and he gave them "rape drugs" so the girls are sleeping and passed out. Then he tells us that these girls like to play around with his penis (it is REQUIRED for us to say Penis to him. NOT cock or dick. It's pronounced as PENIS). This is the same caller that I mentioned earlier about having a couple of girls putting make up on his penis. Yes, this is the SAME caller.
Anyhow, the reason why I hate dealing with him is because he talks like he's a professional killer and he's ready to attack these two girls. Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if the police called the service asking questions about him and the police needed to talk to all the girls that he has spoken with. He normally likes to extend his minutes with me, only because I tell him that I will not judge him. He keeps asking me over and over "Am I being recorded? I don't want to be recorded." and I would ask him "why? what did you do?" and he would say "because I like to play with little girls." The way he says it... it gives me chills down my spine. If you have ever seen the movie The Cell with Jennifer Lopez and Vincent D'Onofrio. Vincent D'Onofrio's character in that movie is a REALLY scary freak that loves to cut up women and fantasize about them in weird ways. Well, If you've seen that movie, then you know what I'm talking about. This caller is JUST like that freak in the movie and thats what scares me. Once you say the WRONG word with this caller, he gets mad and yells at us. He will correct us by screaming at us saying "YOUR NOT SUPPOSE TO SAY THAT! THATS NOT THE RIGHT WORD!"
Honestly, I would rather take the craziest domination call that would last for an hour than to have this fucker calling me for only 5 minutes. He is sick and twisted and he needs to be banned from the service.

Marry me? Maybe not.

So I get a call two weeks ago. Before I get the call, the dispatcher tells me that he's a little physco, so I have been warned. Once I get on the phone with him, he sounds like a nice guy. But then, after maybe 30 mins of talking to him, he begins to tell me that he's rich and he has a lot of money. once he says this, I start to roll my eyes. I honestly don't give a rats ass if this guy is loaded with money or whatever. If you have a lot of money, good! great! Wonderful! Go fuck yourself! Then, he tells me "I'm a single guy, and I am a very kinky person. I have a lot of money in my bank account just sitting there and I am looking for a girl who I can marry and that can take all my money." Once I hear this, I'm thinking WHOA! WTF!. Then he tells me he's being very serious and he would love to have me be his wife. BUT in order for me to be his wife, I must do ONE thing while we're married: I MUST sleep with other men. I guess this guy really loves sloppy seconds and he's obsessed with it, along with financial domination because he seriously wants me to take ALL of his money. As crazy as this sounds already, I just tell him whatever he wants to hear, because THATS my job. So I tell him "ohhh I would LOVE to get married and be a house wife that fucks other men while your away, then I get to go shopping ALL Day." (I'm sure it's every girls dream to have that type of lifestyle, but it's not for me) Then he tells me "So it's done then! I will come to Vegas and we shall get married the MINUTE I see you." and I'm like "suuuure". He gives me his phone number so I can call him outside of the service. I pretend to write it down because there is NO WAY I will call someone outside the service. Then he decides to give me his bank number and routing so I can start taking his paychecks to my account. THEN he gives me his Social security number for.... I have no idea why he did that.
At the end of our lovely conversation, he tells me "So I trust you to call me and we can start arranging our marriage deal." I tell him "Sure, I'll call you." Then we hang up. Of course I will never call him and hopefully he'll find a girl he's looking for. But it's not me.

42 seconds is a world record...

I had a DICK of a caller today. He was pretty nice to me, but I think I just wasn't in the mood to handle any calls today and I just wanted to be left alone. Anyway, I had a caller today that loved domination. Of course I like taking dominatrix call because I get to express my anger towards other callers and they seem to love it. But anyway, this caller I had today was interesting. He gave me two choices on how he likes to be dominated. He said for one of my options, I can have his mother's telephone number in my hand and dominate him telling him if he does not behave with me, then I'm going to get his mother on a three way call and tell her all the stupid shit he does sexually. He gave me his mother's phone number and he said "okie now you have her phone number so now you can use that agaisnt me so I can do whatever you want me to do". Then there was Option number two, which was to make a bet against him that he cannot make himself finish within a time frame that I must give him. For example, if I say 30 seconds, he MUST finish within 30 seconds and I am the one that must count for him. So the option that I picked was Option number 2, since I wasn't in the mood to deal with this motherfucker and i don't care using my three way to call his stupid ass mother and bitch at an old lady about her son.

So he asked me "What number are you going to give me?" and I answered back "50 seconds". He MUST finish within 50 seconds. He agreed upon the number and said "okie, I'm ready when you are". So then, I tell him to start, and then I begin to count. And at this point, I'm really upset and annoyed by this caller. It's a stupid call and it's not entertaining, but just plain weird. Anyhow, as I'm counting, I'm hearing him working his dick and trying to finish before I even reach to 40 seconds. I kept thinking "he's not going to make it", but by the time I reached 42 secnods, I heard him moan and give a loud "ahhhhhhhhhh". So there you have it. The fastest man to wack it and finish it happened within 42 seconds. (and this is assuming he wasn't playing around with his dick before I even started counting). What kind of weird people get these crazy ideas?

Sugar Danny

This is the most interesting call I get. It's a lot of fun and yet easy at the same time. I have a caller that likes to be called Sugar Danny. I've had this caller since the first day I started and surprisingly he always request for me. The dispatchers call him "Money boy" since he always talks for a long time and pays a large amount of money to talk to us girls. What I've heard about him from some of the other girls is he can talk for hours and hours and his credit card will always be approved.

Sugar Danny is pretty fun to talk to. He loves to create a fantasy about going shopping with his 11 year old girlfriend and going to the mall with her. At first, we go into the shoe store and we pick out all the shoes I want. He sits in a chair and watches me as I point to all the shoes and tell the clerk "I want 10 of those pair, 12 of the red Mary Jane shoes, 7 pairs of the black boots, 10 pairs of the sandals," etc. Then we head over to the clothing store and buy jeans and short shorts. And again, I MUST point to all the jeans I want and tell the clerk "I want 10 pairs of THOSE jeans in a size 2, (yah right I WISH I was a size 2), I want those pants, I want 15 pairs of those pants," etc. Then we go to Victoria Secret and get allll the lingerie I want. He tells me that he loves it when I'm mean to the clerks and sales reps and treat them like shit, then go to him and treat him like a king. Idk, it's weird. Anyway, at Victoria secret, he loves it when I tell him the color and the fabric of each lingerie that I choose. Then, after Victoria secret, we go to Tiffany's and buy all the jewelry I want. I can buy tiaras, or earings with matching necklaces, bracelets, ankle bracelets, etc. He loves it. The reason why we call him Sugar Danny is because he loves saying he has a lot of money and spend it on all of his girlfriends. It's actually required for me to call him SUGAR DANNY.

"On the telephone line I am anyone, I am anything, I want to be." - Savage Garden

Church is where the naughty people go...

This guy.... errr. I am actually really irritated right now. I just logged off from work about 30 seconds ago because of this call. It bothered me a little bit because this man is so sick.

This guy, lets call him John. John is from San Jose, CA (where I was born and raised) and he occasionally calls me when he's in the mood to chat. (and when I mean chat, I mean CHAT) John is a member of one of the nudest groups and he loves going to special meetings with other nudest around the area. He then starts to tell me that he brought his kids to these conventions with him when they were only 7 years old. Of course I start to think this is disturbing, but I let him talk more. He begins to tell me how he likes to touch his daughter, and he started doing this when she was 11 years old. (hum, maybe I should tone this conversation down just in case Google decides to block my site.)

Anyway, John loves to talk. He tells me that he loves talking about his daughter and how he loves to have "fun time" with her. John admitted to me that his daughter is now 21 years old and they still live together, and still play around together. He also told me this story...

"This Sunday when Erin and I were at Church, my cock was very hard from my morning wood, and it just never went down. So anyway, since I have my morning wood going on, my cock is pressing up against my pants and it's noticeable. So Erin looks down and sees my bulging cock and tries to cover it up with her hand so no one will notice it, but it turns me on more that her hand is touching my cock through my pants. So I start to feel myself pre-cum, which makes a small wet spot on my pants. Erin sees this and whispers in my ear that we should go home. So we stand up in front of everyone, my boner is pressing up against my pants and EVERYONE notices it. People start looking at me and Erin as we're leaving. The min we get into the car, I feel myself pulsing for her, and when we got home, I was already taking my clothes off before we unlocked the front door."

Thats all I can say right now. I'm tired today and I'm not in the mood to work. But I had to write a new note for today. Enjoy and Toodles!

How did I get started?

This should have been my FIRST blog... how did I get started into this business. I get that question almost everyday, either from friends or callers. So let me tell you a little bit about how it all got started.

Since I moved to Vegas, I have been searching and searching for a job, and nothing came my way. For over a year, I got turned down left and right at the job interviews. So one night, I was watching the show on the WE channel "Secret Lives of Women" and their topic for the week was "phone sex operators". One of the ladies they had on there that was being interviewed was talking about how she loves her job as a Phone Actress because she gets to stay at home and talk on the phone all day. Plus she kept bragging on and on about how much money she makes in a week. (which is always a good thing). The next day, I signed up with the company that I work for today. There wasn't an interview, but more of the question of "when can you work and how many hours can you work?" That was my interview. The company assigned me a special name for a white girl and a different name for the transsexual girl. (yes I forgot to mention that. Us ladies must pretend to be transsexual girls for the callers that call those special numbers). Once I signed a contract with them for the payroll, I was good to go. The only special requirement I needed to have to work for the company (other than a working land line telephone) was AIM. All the dispatchers are on AIM and the only way to communicate with them is through AIM. That is where we give them the callers time after they are finished, or when the callers need more time than what they originally asked for. Sometimes we all chit chat through the AIM when it's a slow day.

This is how it basically works. The men call the service, 900 numbers or whatever they need to do to connect with the ladies. Then, once the men give out their credit cards to the dispatchers, the dispatchers call us at home with the name and information of what the men are looking for. A lot of the times, the men ask for specific looks in the ladies, such as white female with large breasts. It's the job of the dispatcher to find one of the girls that can PLAY that part (which is why we're called ACTRESSES). A lot of men do not know this, since everything is hidden behind the telephone and the callers cannot see us anyway. Sometimes I will play an Asian girl, or sometimes a blond girl with short hair. I have even played a black girl at times with a southern accent. Whatever the dispatcher tells me what the caller is looking for, I must transform into that type of girl.

So thats how I got into the job. It's a lot of fun and YES, the money is awesome. BUT, I only get paid when I'm on the call. When I'm sitting around waiting for the calls, I do not get paid. During that time, I turn into a house wife and clean or get dinner ready. But once that phone rings, I have to put everything down and take that call. For example, I'm on call right now and yet I'm chatting online with three friends and yet writing in my blog. haha

"On the telephone line I am anyone, I am anything, I want to be." - Savage Garden

Hannah Montana is more than a Disney Character.

So I have been away from the computer for so long and now I can finally write down a few weird conversation that has been going on. I've told a few of my friends and they were laughing their asses off on one particular conversation that I had to deal with.

I do get a lot of WEIRD calls, which is why I'm writing them down in a blog. lol. ANYWAY, I get a lot of the calls when the callers make up a fantasy and I would have to go along with their sexual fantasy. One caller asked me to pretend to be Hannah Montana and how sexy her 17 year old ass looks in small ripped jeans. It was just hilarious how the caller would scream out "Yes Hannah! I love you Hannah!" and my response was always "I love you too Billy!" (or whatever his name was. I can't remember anymore). God it was hilarious. I can just think about Hannah Montana and how this fool was probably looking at her photos online and singing to her theme song on the Disney channel. "You've got the BEEEST of both worlds...."

So the best call I had this past month is one hysterical story, and I must thank my dispatcher for giving me this call. Before my dispatcher sent me the call, she wanted to warn me before I heard it from his own mouth. She said "I want to warn you, this guy is really weird and I think he has makeup all over his dick". I responded, "Ummm, he has make up on his dick?" and she said "Yes, he put lipstick all over his dick. I think he's trying to look like a clown".
Once I started talking to this guy, I realized that I've talked to him before, but I highly doubt that he remembers talking to me. Anyhow, he starts to tell me how he grabbed his girlfriend's professional makeup and smeared lipstick all over the tip of his dick, rubbed mascara all over his pubes and has blue eyeshadow on the shaft of his penis. (Are you laughing yet, or are you in shock?) he was telling me that he feels pretty when he does this to his own penis and he was hoping I wouldn't judge him. Of course I told him it was okie and I like to imagine his penis covered in makeup. I kept pushing the MUTE button on my phone (which I never do unless I sneeze or cough) and I just kept laughing and laughing and laughing. I seriously cannot help but to laugh at stupid idiots that do this to themselves.

I hope you laughed at this blog because I am smiling the whole time.

And Then They BLOW.....

Yesterday I had a call that I just HAD to write about. He was great though. A little on the crazy side, but over all funny and entertaining.

I had a caller last night and he was talking for a LONG time. In the beginning of our conversation, he talked to me like a regular caller. He talked about himself and what his likes/dislikes were. He was starting to become a boring caller (and when I mean boring, i mean there was some quiet moments in our conversations). Then, he asked me a weird question. "Would you mind if I took a line of Coke?" I asked him, "Would that make you feel good?" of course that is a stupid question, but I didn't care what he did on the other line, as long as he didn't kill himself by over dosing. After he took his first line, the conversation started picking up. He was telling me how he's a teacher for a high school and he was also a surfer. I also found out that he lived in my hometown, which surprised the both of us and gave us more things to talk about. Then he says again, "Can I take another line?" and I said "yah sure, I don't care", which is true I didn't care. I've had callers before calling and bragging about how much coke they have in front of them. I can hear this guy snorting his line, and within a few seconds, his entire mood changes, which is why I think this caller is interesting. He started talking to me as if he was a little child. He had a high pitch voice as if he was 10 years old and telling me how much he loves sprinkling blow all over himself. He said he would LOVE to rub $100 worth of coke all over my body and he would love to snort it off. Then, I would hear him snort another line, and then another one after that. A few seconds later, he would tell me how much he loved me and loved talking to me. Normally I would tell him things that he wants to hear, but with this caller, I didn't care. I didn't think he would remember me after this night. When he would compliment me, I would say "oh thats nice!"

Long story short, I finally got off the phone with him two hours later. The only way I can get off the phone with him was to tell him "Sir, your minutes are up and I need to go". He got really sad and said "well..... okie...." I was tired of talking to this guy. It was like talking to a 10 year old boy about sex. Thats not cool! Plus I was tired of him repeating himself over and over.

until next time folks....

Some callers bother me...

I've had a few calls from a certain caller that really bothers me. Before I say anything, I just want to say that I have NO idea if this guy is telling me the truth. Maybe this is just a sick fantasy that he loves to play with me, but even if this is in his head, then he should seek help.

So this caller has been calling me since I first started with the company. He doesn't request for me, but occasionally I will get him on the line. The first time I've ever talked to him, he confessed to me that he recently forced a girl to have sex with him and then he took pictures of her and he was looking at her photos. As disturbing as that sounds, it gets worst. He tells me exactly how it happened and this girl happens to be his bosses' daughter. He loves to look at the photos and brag about how good she was. Then, after many times talking to him over and over, he asks me "Would you mind talking to her if I get her on the other line?" I don't know what to say other than "sure". He wants me to talk to her as if I was a friend of his and try to get her to talk to him about the whole situation.

So he gets her on a three-way call and I begin to talk to her. She tells me how he hurt her and how she's scared of him. She knows he's listening to everything what we're saying, so she tries to hide a lot of her feelings. She tells me how he forced himself on her and she was crying and telling him to stop. Then, she said if she didn't follow along with him, then he would abuse her.

Now after hearing all this information over and over, I kept thinking "Maybe this story isn't true". If someone rapes a girl, why would you be so open about it and tell a complete stranger about this story? This is why I keep thinking this story isn't real and this girl could be going along with this story. It could be their little fantasy. Who knows. If this story is true, then this is a sick motherfucker and I would love to report him in. I wouldn't care if I got fired.

Also I will not post how young this girl is, but it IS disturbing if you ever found out.

Is god your enemy?

I had a call a few months, back in September I think. In fact, it was many many calls with this one client. He would call me and tell me I was one of the best girls on the service (which is always flattering but I doubt it's true), and he would talk to me for one hour, sometimes two hours everyday for weeks. He was always fun to talk to because he would be talking so fast as if he was addicted to crack and he needed a line just so he can get past the day. He was also fun to talk to because he wanted to be dominated, which I am very good at doing. He was the type of caller that wanted to be yelled at and be a little humiliated. What makes this caller more interesting than some of my other domination calls, is he wanted me to tell him how much I hated God. He wanted me to scream and curse at the lord and take the lords name in vein as if I was a Satan worshiper. For some reason, it made him happy (when I say happy, I mean satisfying himself happy). He would tell me to scream and curse God louder and louder until I'm pretty much yelling on top of my lungs saying how much I want to kick God in the face and piss all over his wounds. Then he would want me to talk about going into a church and have sex with him in front of the statues of Mother Mary.

One day, after talking to him many times, he calls me again but this time he's requested TWO girls to talk to him. He asked the other girl "Do you believe in God?" and she responded back "Do I believe in God? Of course I believe in God!" and he said back to her "Well YOU ARE JUST PART OF THE PROBLEM IN THIS WORLD AND I WANT YOU TO HATE HIM AS MUCH AS I DO!" I think she got a little scared since he yelled at her for believing in God, and I just stayed out of the conversation, but eventually she started telling him how much she hates God and how much she wants to kick him in the stomach and hurt him.

He's going to be a caller that made me laugh and scared in the same conversation. He was a trip!

My longest calls today...

I just logged off from work today. I normally like to log off a little early on Sundays because I HATE working sundays. It's one of the worst days of the week to work for a phone sex company since majority of the clients are men. Football season becomes a disaster and I can be on call for hours without a single call. Today I was on call between 2 to 9:00pm and the longest call I had today only lasted 30 mins, which means bad news for me. The entire day was pretty busy, as I got calls after calls, but those calls only lasted 5 mins or so.

Anyhow, my longest call today was an interesting one. He claims he likes to call these call centers a lot and ask us women about stories and fantasies we have with other men. First he told me the type of fantasies he likes to hear, such as rape and molestation calls or even beating women. The first story I told him was the one that I mentioned earlier about the guy tying me up and killing me slowly. When I got to the end of my story, he was silent and said "yah, that dosen't sound so bad". So I asked him what did he have in his mind and this is what he said...

"I like to vision myself to be an invader to a small home that is hosting to a small sleep-over with 10 young girls. The mother, which is the only supervised adult, would be in her bedroom minding her own business as the girls are having fun in her daughters room. There would also be a young boy which is the brother of the sister that is having all of her friends over. I would bust into the house and lock all the doors and windows, making sure everyone would not leave the house. I would throw the mother into the bedroom with all the girls, along with the brother. I would strip down the mother's clothes and make all the girls stare and watch me as I play with the mother. Then, I would take her G-string that she was wearing and wrap it around the boy's penis and balls, then slowly stick my dick inside the boy's ass and fuck him really hard."

At that point, the caller finished his story and became really quiet. I thought he was done talking to me until he said "there is a lot more to the story, but it must wait another day". So, hopefully this guy would call me again and I can finish the story for you..

Of course I would never do something like this and I truly believe that anyone with this type of sexual abuse is arousing, MUST see a therapist ASAP.

Also, I do not want to disclose the age range for these boys and girls that this guy told me about on this blog. It might be very disturbing for some of you, and also I might get my blog deleted. We don't want that. lol.

Whats so funny today?

A lot of people ask me "what is the craziest call you've ever had?" Of course this response always differs everyday, as I cannot remember each and every call I do. Majority of the ones that crack me up are my Domination calls. They can either get really scary, or really funny. Some men want to be played with and bark like a dog as long as it's for their "Master". Or sometimes the guys beg for pain, which can be painful to listen to, but also it gives me a chance to lash out to some of my callers and be vicious. It's great therapy to lash out in anger at someone.

One of the funniest call I have often is a guy that is obsessed with being small. So small that he loves to be shrunk down into 2 inches and then be carried around in my shoe, so everywhere I go, he's there living in my shoe. And sometimes he likes to picture himself crawling all over my body and please me when he's only 2 inches tall. I swear to god I am not making this stuff up. This guy calls every week, and he requests for me so I'm use to his humor. I can't tell you if he honestly gets off thinking that he loves to live in my shoe, but since he talks to me for nearly 20 mins each time, I would hope he does have a happy finish. lol

What is the difference between Superman and Phone Sex Callers??

So i was watching Superman Returns the other day in between calls, and I was thinking "Wow, Superman and some of my callers are very similar" As everyone knows, you can be whatever you want when your on a telephone. Men can lie about what they look like, or where they're calling from, or how big their penis is just so they can sound more of a man and not be ashamed of what they REALLY look like. Now I must admit, there are a few guys that do tell me what they really look like only because they have nothing to hide, but there are ones that call and tell me they're young, tall, dark and handsome with 15 inch dicks. umm suuuure... I'll believe the young, tall, dark skin complex and handsome, but once you tell me that you have a 15 inch dick, then thats when I write in my notes "Idiot and a liar". Honestly, do men really think chicks will fall in for the mighty cocks? If a man really had a 15 inch cock, it would drive girls away. They are basically telling us that they have the Hulk's penis. That isn't very sexy.

Now I know this is only fantasy, and I know some of the girls don't normally tell the truth about their appearances either but we're not going around bragging about how our tits are 34ZZZ. For some men, thats just too much.

so what I'm trying to say is some of these callers loves to call and pretend to be high and mighty, when I'm sure in reality, they look like Clark Kent with a strong imagination.

Just a side note... In the movie Superman Returns: at the end, when Lois is held captured and her son is playing the piano with one of the bad guys, WHY did the bad guy allow Lois to sit RIGHT next to a fax machine and a telephone? Of course she's going to fax something and call for help. If you really want to hold her captive, then tie her up against a pole or something. Sorry, I notice the small things like that in movies.

First blog... Thanks Scott..

So here I am, writing in my first blog about my crazy job, and I want to say thanks to one particular person that inspired me to do it. Thanks Scott M. for many things, but far most, thank you for giving me ideas of writing a crazy blog about my crazy job. lol.

I'll give you a brief description of my job and some calls I handle. Yes, I am a phone sex operator and it's one of the best jobs I've had in a long time. I've been a phone actress for nearly two years already, but with this company, I've only been there since July of 08. I love this job because I get to stay home and not worry about traveling. Honestly, it's one of the easiest jobs I've ever had (and I've had some lazy jobs before).

Some of my clients I have are amazing people, and some are pretty freaky. So freaky that I always hang up thinking "Damn those people need therapy!" My company allows No Taboo calls, which is the ONLY company in the US that allows these calls. So whatever your secret fetish is, wither it's fantasizing about animals, minors, or even rape, I've heard it. In fact, I thought I've heard every type of sexual fantasy out there until I had one caller.... He was a good reason why I should seek a therapist. When I first talked to him, he requested me and another caller Bridget and got both of us on the line to talk dirty to him. He created a fantasy for us about how Bridget is my mother and I am the daughter that loves to disobey. He was very strict about what he wanted and if we didn't do it right, he would yell. And FYI, as a phone sex operator, it scares us when the callers are demanding. Anyhow, long story short, this caller lasted for 4 hours with us. When I thought he was finally satisfied, he ends up calling ME back without Bridget, telling me I was one of the best girl's he has ever had. As flattering as that was, I was actually mad that he called me back. I asked him what was his fantasy and he told me this...

"I want you to come with me to Mexico, where we can rent a house on the beach with no one in sight. In that house, there will be a dungeon where you and I can have whips and chains and candle wax so I can burn it over your gorgeous tits. As I plan to burn you slowly, I gently tie you to a bed post and cover your mouth with your panties. Then, I would slowly put a dog collar around your neck, and every time you would moan, I would slowly tug on the collar to yank your head to the side. Then i would push your legs open and slowly lick you until you make a small moaning noise, which then I will tug on the collar. I continue to slowly give you pleasure until the minute you come across an orgasm. Once I know your body is getting hot, I can feel your body pulsing and I continue to choke you with the collar. As you reach to the highest point and slowly let your body cum, I will yank that collar so hard, your head will eventually snap and you will slowly die in my arms. As your soul slowly leaves your body, I will then make love to you."

Hummm.. I think I will speak for everyone that just read that and say "HOLY SHIT!" I have many other callers that are almost as similar to him, but never THAT intense. A lot of my friends ask me "how can you do that job and not laugh?" And i tell them every time... "you get use to it"

And thats why my job is very interesting...