So let me get this straight. You call me up for some phone sex, like you normally do. You’re already a little drunk, cause you’re always a little drunk. And in front of you, you have various beers, whiskies, and a few other illicit substances. And now you want me to force you to drink it all as best you can? And this is called Forced Intoxication?
I have no problem with it. Hell, I’ll even watch you on webcam to do it. Cause I have always wanted to see a loser turn up an entire bottle of Gentleman Jack and down it all at once. Oh, and you wanted the Femdom phone sex scenario too, so guess where that bottle is going if you can’t finish it. That’s right, you are gonna stick it in a place really uncomfortable, and I don’t mean the back of a volkswagon.
And after you’ve killed that bottle, if your liver isn’t trying to revolt, we still have a case of beer or two, apparently. Yeah, all that shit is going in you too. No, I don’t give a fuck if you haven’t eaten all day. You are the one who wanted this. Be careful what you wish for, right dick head? Now cut open the bottom of that can. Hope you like doing shotguns!
Nobody does forced intox phone sex like me, Pistol. Call me up and lemme show you how it’s done!