If you’ve ever done a call with me, you know that “dirty, flirty and wordy” describes me very well! I enjoy my natural superiority, as I have very little to prove…though I do enjoy demonstrating it over and over again with all of you – sissies, strokers, cuckolds, and pets. One kind of unusual way (yes, I admit it’s odd – but fun!) is through my Words With Friends offering in the phone sex assignment store.

Who knew that playing Scrabble in an app could be so humiliating? Intellectually humiliating, that is. Many of you out there are very bright, accomplished men of the world (with panties and a cum fetish under that suit, hehe!), and the last place you expect to find yourself laid low by a sexy woman is a word game!

Intellectual Humiliation Slut

So let me tell you about one of these secret pantyboys with a fairly massive intellect – one of my most dedicated and fervent pets, who has a lot of letters after his name including PhD. It didn’t take long after he started playing me to realize that despite all of his academic and professional success, I could put him in his place without breaking a sweat.

We’ve spent significant time discussing his intellectual humiliation on subsequent calls. One revelation from these conversations is that I have a tendency to be far too “gentle” in discussing his obvious weakness. So at his urging, I have channeled my inner Mean Mistress to explain this form of humiliation. Some of you have met my inner Mean Mistress on the phone, but this was new to him. So let me illustrate just how lame he secretly is… 

Setting a Smarty-Pants (Panties?) Up For A Fall

This WWF “challenger” (as if!) goes by Nylon Nancy around here – he has such a thing for stockings and silky underthings! – and will no doubt appear in the comments below, lol. Over the past three months, we’ve typically had at least two simultaneous games going. Maybe, one game out of ten, he gets lucky and wins, usually based on an unlikely word such as “ionized” on a triple word score square. Yup, he wins just enough to keep him coming back for more…  

I’ll admit that he has a genuinely terrific grasp of vocabulary combined with a lot of esoteric terminology, and I’m sure that’s why he thought he was “sissy enough” to take me on. What a laugh! He actually tries to employ strategy – he’s really good at emptying his whole rack in a single move early on in the game. It frequently allows him to build up a “unsurmountable” lead that very rarely lasts. However, his desire to lay out as many tiles as possible (showing off much, Nylon Nancy?) is often his downfall.

Small Word Humiliation

The real humiliation comes in the way that I tease and chastise him. He will frequently be up by a hundred points at the halfway point of the game – then I just destroy him. This isn’t a case of SPH – it is a case of SWH. Small Word Humiliation. The little stocking stuffer is completely incapable of dealing with my expert command of two letter words once the board starts filling up. My usual margin of victory is at least 50 points.  

So why does he keep crawling back for more and more months of this? Obviously, he enjoys the erotic combination of female supremacy and humiliation. So shall we say that he is a “word worm”? His punishment: never getting a day off from wearing panties…AND coming back to get his ass handed to him again and again!

Do YOU think you’re up to the challenge? Take your best shot. I enjoy collecting “word worms”, heh.