Signs of progress, or, my bitchy domme grows up
All right, put your hands down and start wanking. We only have two minutes, you know...
View MoreAll right, put your hands down and start wanking. We only have two minutes, you know...
View MoreHe is not so sentimental as to not use the phone service when I vanish for weeks on end, but he always finds me after I get back and begins requesting me again. I'm glad, because he is unfailingly polite and nice. His fantasies are...
View MoreASK A PHONE WHORE is a semi-regular feature, appearing whenever I get a good question. Anything you want to know about my phone work, ask away! Make sure to read through the archives here to see if I've already addressed your question in a previous...
View MoreObviously I'll have to get this altered after I get those 34LL implants...
View MoreAs Cameryn Moore makes adamantly clear before the play begins, Ć¢ā¬ĖPhone WhoreĆ¢ā¬ā¢ is NOT a comedy. What followed was an incredibly brutal, piercing and thought-provoking commentary on sexuality and the sexual taboos that exist in our society. (read the rest here)...
View MoreI am staying two nights in London, before I head up to the Edinburgh Festival Fringe to present 25 nights in a row of Phone Whore. A London stay could be expensive, but my UK tour sponsors, the Sex Worker Open University, found me a...
View MoreThis is not in any way sexy...
View MoreASK A PHONE WHORE is a semi-regular feature, appearing whenever I get a good question. Anything you want to know about my phone work, ask away! Make sure to read through the archives here to see if I've already addressed your question in a previous...
View MoreThis last Sunday morning was a bad morning. My Boston lover had been in town last week, but I had gotten my period unexpectedly in the middle of it, so all my plans for fuckery and general romantic sleazeĆ¢ā¬āincluding a long-anticipated threesomeĆ¢ā¬āwent right out the...
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