The Control Factor

The Control Factor

There are many factors I consider before I deem a caller one of my favorites, one of them being the control factor. It’s no secret my number one fixation is on control, just like you (dear readers) have a fixation on giving it up. I often talk about the result of my control, and today I’m going to be telling a story about it.

The control factor and my soaking panties

“Hi, this is Ava,” I began to purr into the phone. Nothing was more exciting than a first-time caller. I love getting to know exactly what makes them lose their ever-loving minds, “I’m so glad we can connect today.” My fire-red lips began to pull into a smile as I heard the man on the other end stutter to breathe. I knew he was going to be a fun one.  The control factor would easily waltz in and take what is rightfully mine.

“Umm..Hey..This is Peter,” I heard the awe in his voice as his eyes roamed over my photos, “You’re very beautiful. I don’t feel like I even deserve to be talking to you.” He confessed as I heard rustling from where his hand reached down to fist his cock. Just like any other porn addict, unable to control themselves. I love it, and my panties dampened in response.

Beta boys make the best toys

“I know, and honestly, Peter,  we both know that isn’t true.  This is exactly what you deserve, “I whisper, the control factor starting to slip its way into his mind. He knew there was no way he would ever get intimacy from a real-life woman, and what was the point of trying with all the baggage attached. This is the simplest version of romance, and I could tell Peter, and I shared the same love language.”I’m a luxury service.” I joked, ominously laughing.

“I’m a manager at my own company, and no one knows this is how I want to be treated. When my wife and employees look at me, they see a true alpha male. I’m as masculine as they come.” Peter’s words held a fake confidence, but I could see past it. He wanted the control factor, but only the illusion of it. I’ve met many men like Peter, and each one is just as exciting as the last.  Beta Boys truly do make the best toys.

The control factor frees your mind

“And I’m sure you’re tired of it,” I snap back, hearing a sharp intake of breath as I catch a glimpse of myself in my shiny black heels, “You must be so tired of carrying all that pressure all the time.” Peter didn’t know it yet, but I already knew his secret. I could see how his facade of the control factor was eating away at him. He was holding up the world all the time and was seeking someone to take it off his shoulders for a while.

“Yes, Ava, it’s true. I won’t lie to you. I’m afraid what it says about me that I want what you write about. I’ve never felt right about leading my whole life. Men in charge, it feels so unnatural.” He lamented into the phone as my nipples hardened.

Nodding sympathetically, I pondered my next words carefully. It was unnatural. Men are not natural leaders; it’s a false narrative. They cannot carry the same as women can. That’s why I have no woman callers. Men needed a special place to fall apart in. A place to shed the baggage of the world, and I love to provide it with the control factor.

Submission is not a weakness but a strength

“It does. Doesn’t it? A woman’s word can start wars, and can also soothe burns. Men are just meant to heed them,” I took a deep breath and relaxed down into my chair. “I want you to repeat some phrases for me. They will relax you and put you in the right state of mind.”

“Yes, Goddess, anything you say,” He began panting, and I slipped my hands between my legs.

“I am Goddess Ava’s toy. My submission is natural and strong.”

Echoing the words back immediately, I heard him moan and couldn’t hide my grin any longer. This is going to be fun.

Even with all the tension of Devilish Temptation, I hope you perverts enjoyed The Control Factor. Can’t wait to hear from you soon. Confide in your Mistress…

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