I want to call this one “panty soup boy”. Why this name? He loves to put a bunch of panties in a pot of water making a delectable, scrumptious stew from the panties of women of whom have been wearing them all day. Pathetic, right? He loves it that way and loves to be called pathetic.
And how did this panty soup boy make it to my slut caller du jour? I mean, have you ever heard of this? Panty Soup?? I’ve been a Mistress for a number of years, and just when I think I’ve heard of everything…
Who thinks of such a concoction? Not only that, let me back up ….
The “panty soup” is a mixture of panties from only a handful of women – he loves the “pretty juices”. But, it doesn’t stop there. This pathetic slut thought of gathering 20 panties and making, get this, : “crotch pot stew”.
Also, he dreams of fucking my pumps. A “pump humper”….
And he loves to salviate over “pee tea”. I’ll leave that one to your slutty imaginations.
And who, pray tell, sits around and dreams of such pathetic notions! A SLUT! A slut with an insatiable appetite for anything positively downright nasty. It’s perfectly fine with Me, though. I laugh at him, and I laugh hard.
But, I have to admit, this slut loves to pamper. He spoke of massaging my feet and bathing me, taking care of me, cleaning My house, and worshipping every part of Me.
Still, though – who has time to think of these nasty fantasies? An insatiable slut maid for anything ‘panty’ – obviously. I don’t think this is the last I will hear from this pump humper. He’ll be back around – with my house perfectly clean, and nice pot of panty soup boiling on the stove. I think I’ll take a pass on that dinner though. Serve Me something else.
Congratulations, ‘panty soup boy’, you’ve made it to My Slut Caller Hall of Fame.
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