Make Me Cry Phone Sex with Macie: Aww, Are You Crying, Daddy?
Aww. Are you crying, daddy?
Good. Keep going.
Look — I’m barely legal, I’ve got huge fucking tits, a sweet little face, and I’m mean. That’s the trick. So if you call me for a crying fetish, you’re getting the brat version, and you’re gonna love it.
Here’s how it works. I tear you down first. Tease you. Laugh at you. Tell you that cock of yours isn’t as big as you think it is, that you’re pathetic, that you can’t even last. And when your voice goes all shaky on the phone? When I hear that little catch in your throat? That’s my favourite fucking sound in the world.
“Say it, daddy. Say you’re crying.” Then don’t wipe your face and don’t cover the mic. Let me hear it. The sniffle, the shaky breath, the way you can’t finish a sentence. I’ll go quiet and just listen to you fall apart.
And then – because underneath it all I’m a daddy’s girl – I flip. “Good boy. You did so good for me.” That’s the part that wrecks you. Mean little brat, then sweet. And you’ll call me back next week for it.
Bring me the tears. No taboos.