I had the cutest little things in my care for hot Babysitter phone sex fun. I hated their attitude, spoiled little fuck trophies needed some discipline. Fuck their little sweet faces getting their way. I had a few of the neighborhood p daddy’s I knew pay us a visit. They paid me with stacks of green, cash moola and I paid them with three sweet little angels. Two sweet in the looks but attitude was out the fucking mind and that needed to be fixed. The little man, well he was just a fag in the making. These three were part of some sort of divorce battle and the mother was a whore, daddy paid to have things done with them that would fall on that whore in a way that she would be just as fucked. But my gang took care of her too. The little man was made into the cock sucking fag he was destined to be with so many females in his life. I decided we could put him out of that misery early. He was fucked in the sweet little bum and he sucked cock til that little belly was full of cum. Yeah we destroyed his innocence but no worries, he was made into mincemeat for the strays out back. The two girls, well lets see what sort of fun we can have with them on the black market. Let’s make some sadistic phone sex snuff.
Category: Babysitter phone sex
Evil Bitch On the Prowl
This evil whore is the prowl tonight! I need some sweet slutkins to destroy. There is an orphanage just down the way and I am seriously thinking of having someone break in there and steal me a brat or two. I know just the men who want to see some sweet fresh flesh destroyed by my deviant self. Would you like to come along with this accomplice whore so that your cock is the last thing they see before I ut them in that Hansel and Gretel oven I have? We could enjoy some whiskey shots as we watch them burn after your cock has had the pleasure of ripping smooth tight little holes apart! Don’t be scared, I won’t harm you unless you want me too! We can broil these sweet fleshed littles and have them as our dinner! I love teh way brat flesh taste!
Babysitter Phone Sex: Master Wanted a Teen Protege
Babysitter phone sex makes my cunt drip because I have so many hot stories from watching neighborhood brats for Master. A few weeks back I was watching this teen girl Master has his eye on. Now, normally I babysit much younger girls and boys. But this was a unique situation because Master made an age exception for Taryn. She is a total bad girl wannabe. She got in all sorts of trouble and found herself under house arrest with a pretty little ankle bracelet as proof of her wrongdoings. Her parents paid me good money to make sure she didn’t leave the house or do anything to violate her house arrest rules. They still have pipe dreams of a good college for their girl! Master wanted to make her an apprentice. Young, troubled and able to be groomed. Perfect girl in master’s eyes.
I thought this was going to be easy money and the perfect way to please Master. I had a simple job. Drug her and text master so he could come over. The little bitch drugged my drink first. When I woke up, I was naked, tied to a chair and she was fucking me with a huge strap-on. I kept thinking about Master. He would be so pissed that I was having fun with his future protégé. Luckily, Master arrived when I didn’t respond to texts. That little bitch met her match. She was going to star in a teen rape porn, but she was not going to be doing the fucking.
I rubbed my cunt as Master fucked her tight asshole. I found it hot that she was getting a dose of her own medicine. Master made her scream and cry. She needed broken in. No one breaks bitches like Master. After a few hours of hardcore fucking, that little bitch was begging for mercy. Master knows people, including folks who have the power to lift her house arrest. She would have given her kidney to get off house arrest, so Master owns her now too. He already told me to get ready. Once that ankle bracelet is off, she gets to use me as her sex slave.
Layla Involved In Homicide
I haven’t heard from one of my friends in a while. I was hoping that they were okay. That night will be in one I will never forget. What I saw made my blood run cold. Headed over to their house and I knocked on the door. There was no answer so I went through the back. The door was unlocked. I went into the living room. I called their name. No one seemed to be there. I checked every room of the house and then I went into the basement. I turned on the light. Tied up with rope and electrical cord around her neck, she had been strangled to death. I ran out the house in a panic. I went straight back to my house and closed the door. I thought to call the cops, but I was scared of what would happen next. My hands are shaking and I could hardly breathe.
Who Set Up Layla?
I hope someone doesn’t leak my nude photos. Problem was I haven’t heard from my friend Claire in a while. I was hoping she was all right. I figured that maybe she was just busy and that’s why I haven’t been able to talk to her in a while. I was just relaxing at home by myself when I heard the telephone ring. I went over to it and answered it. A voice said ” I know where your friend Claire is and if you want to see her alive again you’d better do exactly what I tell you to do.” I completely froze up. What did you do with her? I demanded. “Where is my friend?” he said I’m not going to tell you until you do exactly as I say. The voice demanded. “Now I want you to send me naked pictures of yourself.” I’m not sending that I said I’m going to call the police. “How are you going to call the police if you don’t know who I am?” the voice demanded. “Now send me these nude photos or I’ll slice her throat right now!” I could hear somebody screaming in background.
Layla Gets A Creepy Phone Call
It was a dark and stormy night. I was at home in my room watching porn. That evening I was alone in my bed wearing some hot red lingerie. I was just sipping on some wine trying to relax. it had been a stressful week. So rain slowly fell against my window. the phone rang. It was already 11 p.m. I knew that it couldn’t have been anyone I knew calling. Since I like to have quiet time in the evening. So I went over to the phone and picked it up. hello? no answer. just some heavy breathing. hello? I tried again. it was no answer with some heavy breathing again. I hang up the phone. I went back to my bed and started to relax. I heard some more ringing. I was determined to tell the person calling off. so I picked up the phone who is this? “I’m downstairs why don’t you come down and see me.” a creepy voice answered. I immediately knew someone was in my apartment. My hands were shaking. my heart started pounding who was in my house?
Bad Babysitter Phone Sex
I have a bad babysitter phone sex story to share with you. I was asked to watch a friend’s baby girl. I use the word friend loosely. She is a stuck up bitch who has always looked down on me because I work in the adult industry. Babysitting presented me with an opportunity for revenge. She has a beautiful young girl. The kind of girl that men pay good money to fuck. Know what I mean? I know this one bad ass man who loves super young girls. I have fucked him a few times and the only way he gets off is with some rough age play. I texted him a picture of the little angel and he responded back with, “How much?” I set a fair price. Really, I sold her little cunt for a steal because this was about revenge not profit. I drugged the little girl with a special cocktail. Two Xanax crushed in Koolaid is what you give a little slut before you explore your rape phone sex fantasies. I watched as he savagely fucked her hairless cunt. She was moaning in pain, but she was not lucid enough to scream. I put towels under her because I knew there would be blood. There always is with sweet young virgins. He used her cherry juice as lube for her ass. He fucked every hole on her tiny body. My cunt was so wet watching this princess be ravaged. I cleaned her up as best as I could when he was done with her. I disposed of the blood soaked towels. I licked the cum off her body. I even gave her a sponge bath. I fucked my friend on the couch with his dick still covered in her sweet cherry juice. Once my bitch came home from her date, my partner in crime was long gone. I cleaned up all the DNA like a member of the CSI team. Hopefully the little girl will not say anything about her battered holes. At least I know she won’t remember how she got those battered holes.
Snuff Sex Is My Addiction
You’ve been talking about this one fetish you have ever since we started fucking – snuff sex. You have always liked putting your hands around my throat while we fuck. You like squeezing until I give you the safe word. But you tell me how much you’d like to ditch the safe word and go all the way with me. You want to keep squeezing my throat and squeeze the life out of me. As much as I am a little embarrassed to admit it, the thought of you doing that really does make my pussy wet. I’ve even started having my own fantasies about it.
Let’s just say that one night you come home and you find me sitting on the bed in really sexy lingerie. You ask me what the special occasion is and I tell you that I’m finally going to let you have the one thing you want most – my life. I take your clothes off and then lie down on my back, still in my lingerie I spread my legs and tell you to put your cock in me and then ask you to put your hands around my neck. I want to look into your eyes as I slowly slip away…
Layla Chased By A Killer
So last night me and my friends went out. It was really dark and cold outside. It was against our better judgment but we wanted to have fun that evening. We partied at their house until I was a little bit drunk, tipsy and careless. I should have called for a ride home that would have been the safe thing to do. But since I knew I was just maybe like eight blocks away. I decided to walk home in the dark. I didn’t really think that I would run into any problems. But that was not the case. I kept seeing the same figure following me I hope that they would eventually turn up the street. They were walking but they seem to be headed straight towards me. This time I started running I was starting to get out of breath. But I can feel my heart pounding this person was definitely chasing me. There was no denying it. I turned around one more time and realize that the person was carrying a knife there was no way for me to escape.