Phone Sex Show #069: The Trouble With Blackmail Part Two

Welcome in, gentlemen. You’re listening to the Phone Sex Show. I’m Mari, a sensual domme who takes clients exclusively by phone. You’ll be hearing from me and my fellow femdom sisters as we talk about experiences with submissive And some not-so-submissive men just like you. If you’ve ever wanted to lean into submissive kinks or you’re erotically curious, you’re gonna love spending time with us. And who knows, maybe you’ll decide to give one of us a call. Find us on the web.

Welcome back. You’re listening to The Phone Sex Show. This is episode number 69.

That’s a good number.

The Trouble with Blackmail, Part 2. Do listen to episode number 68. Mia and I talked about some experiences I’ve had with blackmail. It’s a very popular kink over on the Night Flirt platform. But what we’re going to talk about in today’s episode is a pretty involved story that does not involve the Night Flirt platform at all. This is a gentleman that reached out to me via Tryst, a direct private one-to-one client situation. And I’m just gonna call him Eric. That’s his name.

Okay, Eric.

Just gonna call him Eric, not gonna give him a pseudonym. Um, Eric is a very naughty boy. Let, let me, let me tell you this. Um, Eric was very plain with me about his desire to play with, uh, blackmail kink and Just to give you a little bit of background, Erik has a fetish for having bareback sex with escorts. Ooh, the look on your face, Meow, when I said that. Bareback sex with escorts.

In this day and age.

In this day and age.

More power to you, buddy.

And spoiler, he’s done it more than 50 times.

Yeah.

It’s not a fantasy.

Holy fucking shit.

It’s not a fantasy.

I just drooled.

It is a reality. Eric has put his penis into escorts without a condom with their permission.

Goddamn.

Let’s be clear, I’m not judging him. He’s a grown boy. I’m not judging them. I’m not judging the escorts who make this decision.

I’m— I try to not be judgmental, but I feel like I’m being really fucking judgmental.

I’m terrified.

Maybe judgmental isn’t the right word. Terrified.

Worried, probably.

Yeah, the right word.

Terrified. Scared. Like, what?

What?

Um, okay. Eric and I had significant lengthy conversations over the course of several weeks that included his confessions about the number of times he’s had bareback sex with escorts, and the— that includes the fact that he falsifies STD tests. Not because he has one. He doesn’t. He does. He has certainly had STD tests, but he’s never been diagnosed with an STD in spite of having had bareback sex with 50 escorts. I know this is the moment where some listeners are going to be like, fucking liar.

Maybe.

But you know, my belief is, why not believe you? His kink is being dirty and naughty and breaking the law, and I have no reason to doubt him.

Yeah.

So, um, okay, so Eric is excited by confessing to me that he fucks bareback, that he falsifies STD tests, that he pays them for the privilege, which is against the law in the United States of America, and that he lies to these escorts about the STD tests. I watched him meet with an escort who agreed to have bareback sex with him.

Like he was videoing or FaceTiming?

FaceTiming. The escort knew it, agreed to it, engaged with me, and proceeded to be willing to have bareback sex with him. However, The buildup and the excitement of being there with her and having me watch was too much. He ejaculated before he had sex. Oh, Eric, Eric, Eric. That fucking blows. He’s not even paying for this humiliation, but I feel like I’m humiliating him. Um.

So as we played with this more and more, his desire was to do this more often, to be— to have me watch him more often, to have me have, have ironclad proof that he was breaking the law, falsifying tests, having bareback sex, all this. He wanted me to be like the keeper of all of this information.

Mhmm.

And ultimately to then threaten him with it, to say, either you keep doing it or I’m going to expose you.

Mm-hmm.

Now, the trouble with blackmail— I told him nothing about this does anything for me. Plotting with you, having a secret, these are, these are hot things. I am turned on. by kink and fetish in general. When someone is confessing something that they don’t get to confess to very many people, I enjoy that. Um, but the concept of holding this information about him and threatening him with it doesn’t do anything for me, right? The only thing that I really give a fuck is that you’re paying me for this attention.

Yeah.

And he’s like, well, what if you threaten me, and if I don’t do it, I have to give you $1,000. I’m like, that’s hot, fuck yeah. He goes, maybe we should make it $15,000. I’m like, that’s even hotter, fuck yeah.

Okay.

And so I possess his face, his naked body, him sitting next to both— him naked sitting next to a prostitute. holding cash out. I possess a lot. I possess evidence of the falsified STDs. I possess hand-typed out confessions outlining all the ways he knows he’s broken the law. He sent all this stuff to me, and he’s like, all right, now threaten me. And I said, oh my God, I said, it all still boils down to a wet spaghetti noodle. It’s proof that I’ve broken the law.

I said, who the fuck am I gonna tell?

Yeah.

You know what, what possible advantage is there to me to even go like post you on Twitter or FetLife or some other place? and say, look, this dude barebacks escorts, you know, right? Use them for it. What does that exposure say to the men who trust me to be ethical?

Yes.

And private. Like, it works against me. It works against my brand. There’s nothing good about it. He went so far as to suggest that I make some fake profiles to do it with. I said, that sounds like work.

Yeah.

Why the fuck would I want to do that? Like, I was really honest with him. I’m like, why? And now the funny thing is, if I invited Eric to be on the podcast, he would come and talk about it. He would. He’s— if he’s listening to this, he would be like, fuck yeah, I would come and talk. I would explain everything. Um, I think he was a little mystified by my saying, sounds like work, no thank you. And I did, I did explain to him, I’m like, you gotta understand, now he’s paying my rack rate. He’s paying X amount of dollars for X number of minutes of my attention.

Yeah.

And many times over the course of several weeks, he extended and extended and extended. He paid me over $1,000 in less than a month.

Nice.

Talk about this fetish. This includes watching him with the one escort. Um, I got paid for my time and attention, but the— you know how I feel about busywork.

Yep.

Do I want to go make a fake account and make up a bunch of shit just to be able to—

Nope.

Give him a moment of, oh, oh, fuck. No, no, no fucking way. Not when that morning that he asked for that, someone else sent me small peepee tacks of 3 digits to ignore him.

Damn.

Come on, y’all. Come on, y’all.

Why do—

why do I want to be doing busy work to scratch your little key? When, when I can be making so much money doing absolutely fucking nothing somewhere else.

Yeah.

Come on, this is not Burger King. You cannot have it your own way.

I love that.

You know, but listen, if he had said, um, if he had said, well, how much would it take? I might have said, well, for $500, I’ll go make a couple of fake profiles and post a couple times.

Right.

But even then, that didn’t sound fun, so I didn’t make the offer. And I think I might have even said to him, you know, you might be able to get Mia to do that. You might be able to put Mia on retainer to go make fake accounts and spread your shit around the internet. Mia might find it fun. She might systematize that shit and have it You know, spread, spread like wildfire within days. But that’s not me.

Yeah.

So no thank you. Um, but there was a moment— he remembers the moment, I remember the moment— there was the moment we had had several extended sessions. I was kind of fired up, I was into it. I was like, this is gonna be so fucking fun, let’s do it, fuck yeah, let’s go. And I had a glimmer of a thought of a way I was gonna really fuck with him via social media. Uh-huh. And he’s like, oh, tell me. I’m like, fuck no, fuck no.

I left him with the gnawing sensation of, oh, she’s got an idea to really fuck with me. This is gonna be hot. Then he, then he was like back a couple days later. He’s like, tell me that thing, tell me that thing. I’m like, no. And he’s like, he paid for a session. He’s like, I just really want to know. And I said, I’m just really not going to tell you.

Like, no. He’s like, oh my God, oh my God, it’s gonna be so great. Then motherfucker faded away for several days. Um, this is the trouble with these dynamics. He wants wicked, obsessed goddess energy plotting his future fucking.

Yes.

He wants me driving him deeper and deeper into his obsession. But he’s paying by session.

Mhm.

That is the trouble with blackmail, because he came to me— I’m going to read you, um, let’s see, um The last time we hot and heavy discussed it was a Friday. Didn’t hear from him Saturday. Heard from him— I heard, hey there, on Monday. Nothing else. I said hi. He said, how’s it going? I’m like, it’s a good day. He didn’t pay me. I didn’t give him any more attention.

Right.

The next day he says, Out of curiosity, any ideas or thoughts on my plans? He said, I realize that might trigger a payment on my end. If a text could reply— if a text could reply as possible here. He was like kind of word spaghetti. I said— I gave him a very honest answer. I don’t think about you when you’re not paying for my attention.

Ooh.

Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday. 5 days have passed since I last felt any degree of juicy excitement for your fuckery. 5 days have passed since you’ve given me any money. I’m not thinking about you, bruh.

Yep.

I know you want me to. I know that in your mind, the $1,000 that you’ve spent on sessions with me over the last few weeks has activated some wicked goddess energy in me, but there’s no money in my hands. So there’s zero wicked anything happening over here.

I—

Yep.

Here’s the thing. Remember I said I had 3 very abundant days last week? Well, lots of fucking money came to me from other men since you last showed up in my inbox, bruh. So when you say any ideas or thoughts, nope. Nope. That’s the trouble with blackmail. That’s the trouble with you wanting to beat me to be a wicked, obsessed, destructive goddess. You haven’t paid for me to embody that kind of energy with you since last week. So you know what he could have done differently? He could have sent me money.

Yep.

And said, I just want to make sure that I’m in your thoughts.

Yep.

He, he could have— he could have put me on retainer. He could have sent me $1,000 and said, I want you to fucking obsess about destroying me for the next week. You got it, Eric. But that offer wasn’t made. Now, neither did I make that invitation.

Right.

I want to be clear, I’m not saying that I couldn’t have designed something different, but, um, then— so that was pretty much an entire week went by. I thought about him offhand a couple of times thinking, hmm, You know, but here’s the— this is the nature of kink and fetish, guys. You know this, those of you who have these wild kink and fetish. They’re cyclical. He probably had a nice orgasm and didn’t think about it for days.

Yep.

But then he comes back around to me and Last night, he’s like, one of the things we had talked about was having me talk with one of the escorts in advance of a session for a particular reason. And I was very willing to do that. I said, you’re gonna have to pay me to talk to her. Well, he comes a week later out of the blue. I could have you talk to her in a little while. If you could just see the look on my face, y’all, me looking at my phone going The fuck? Why do I wanna talk to her?

Mm-hmm.

I haven’t thought about you in a week, and the last time I talked to you, it was to say I don’t think about you when you don’t pay me, and you didn’t fucking pay me. So why the fuck do I wanna talk to this escort? So initially I just said, hmm, no. I said, I said, I’m a bit out of tune on that. I don’t recommend connecting us out of the blue like that. And then he’s like, okay, well, can then— can we just talk? I can pay you now. And this is where the energy just shifted for me. I can’t fucking remember what that wicked idea was that I had a week and a half ago. I don’t remember.

Right. You know this.

You know this, Mia. How often has this happened to us over decades as creators? Brilliant idea, but we don’t act on it. We don’t take notes on it, and it’s gone.

Yep.

I’m looking, I’m like, I don’t remember the idea that I had for really fucking with him, huh? And I don’t care. And all of a sudden, I just don’t give a fuck anymore.

Right.

And, and guys listening to this podcast, I want you to hear this as an invitation, not as a judgment. If you want a hot dynamic Put me on retainer. If you want me to plot and plan your next big deep spiral into gnawing terror in your balls, put me on retainer. So that whether or not you’re currently in the mood, I’m on retainer. So I’m thinking about you every now and then, sending you messages every now and then, and plotting and planning. Put me on retainer. That was the critical mistake. And it’s not just Eric’s mistake.

It’s mine too. I’m owning it.

Right.

In the moment when I first felt like I was losing the strings, I could have said, Eric, this isn’t gonna work if you don’t put me on retainer. I’m gonna forget about you. You’re gonna be busy with life and you’re gonna come back and you’re gonna want me to be all hot and bothered and I’m gonna be cold as fucking stone. So put me on retainer. He might have said, no, I’m not willing to do that. Well then, that, then, then, okay. Fuck off. As I said in the last episode, blackmail is just— I’m a no to blackmail.

I don’t want to play with blackmail. I— it doesn’t— it’s too much work, too much effort, too much everything. Unless, unless it’s a private client situation and you put me on a significant retainer, then I will fuck you up in all the best, most ethical ways. Okay. Um, but yeah, I ended up telling him— he sent me a payment, I refunded it. I said—

Yeah.

I, I told him put a pin in it. He’s like, what does that mean? And he sent me a payment, I refunded it. I said no thank you. He’s like, wait, what? This— guys, guys, if you’re a night flirt guy, you pay for every communication with me. But if you’re my private client, this is not the first guy I have sent an instant refund to. Multiple guys know this feeling of me just going, meh, I don’t want your money. Bye. It fucks with their head.

Oh, for sure.

With their head, because I think they like to think that we’re desperate for money. We are not, friends. There’s no situation where I don’t— where we’re desperate for money. Um, I refunded it. He’s like, wait, what? I said, I can’t—

That, that probably fucked with his head more than you fucking with them with blackmail shit.

I said, I can’t provide the dynamic that you’re looking for at the stop-and-start pace that you follow through on it. And he said, um, Well, he said, okay, then can I get my money back? I had already sent it back.

Oh, um, I thought he meant his—

all of his money in general. The session fee. Um, then he’s like, um, and then he’s like, okay, thanks, sorry, wish I could have done more. Then he said, super bummed, best of luck to you, I won’t message again. And I have not responded. I don’t bear any ill will towards Eric at all. We had fun. While it was fun, I learned something about the next time someone comes at me with that kind of dynamic that they want to build.

I’m going to be clear, we can discuss it session by session, but you’re not going to get the dynamic you’re looking for. Without putting me on a retainer. Yeah. And that means paying in advance for X amount of my energy and creativity, whether you’re fucking available or not.

Yep.

Because it’s not, oh, pay for 10 sessions in advance and then use 10 sessions when you want to. No, motherfucker. It’s Pay me this much, and for the next 10 days, I will think about you and fuck with you. Whether or not you can engage with it or not, not my fucking problem. It’ll keep the fires burning, and it keeps my creativity going. And then I promise you, when you are horny as fuck on the 9th day, I am ready to Blow your mind and take you deep, but anything less is just going to be unacceptable. Blackmail is a luxe kink, so don’t fucking nickel and dime me about it. That’s the trouble with blackmail.

It’s expensive. So Eric, thank you for the experience. I learned something from you. And who knows, maybe you listen to this episode and you come back and you say, put me on retainer. I’ll think about it. I’ll think about it. I mean, you’re certainly paying enough money on— spending enough money on fucking escorts. You can afford me.

Jeez.

Right?

Oh, so many related questions to this. Like, so many related questions. Mia?

Well, I, I feel like I want him on the podcast just because I just want to talk to him. But I had a little bit of, not like a side thought, but a thought about, you know, that whole, that stop and go, stop and go, stop and go stuff.

Yeah.

I’ve never worked with somebody that had a blackmail kink, but I was doing a roleplay situation once. And it was like the same thing. Like, we had a call, it was really amazing, and it— like, I was so into it. And then he went away, and it was probably like 3 days, 4 days, I don’t know, a week later he came back. And I was like, I had to look back through— I had jotted some notes down and stuff, and I was like, I’m so not— Like, I was so in the mood in the moment when we were in it. But then, like, to come back to it, I’m like, I’m just— I can’t get back into, you know, that mood. So it is really hard when you start something, they go away and come back and want to pick back up.

Yeah, it is. Mia, thank you for letting me share my— share my story with you.

That’s fucking wild. Eric, if you are listening to this, dude, you are fucking crazy.

All right, guys, we’ll see you in the next episode.

You’ve been listening to the Phone Sex Show. Have you enjoyed hearing from the women on this episode? Come find out how you can have a safe and secure one-on-one chat or call with your favorite. It’s easy to connect, just find On the web at PhoneSexShow.com.