You have a thing for gothic phone sex, and it is going to take a girl like me to push you into actually getting knee-deep into some sinister things. I’m so ready to make you my bitch and make you my victim. I love guys who think they can dominate me because, in reality, they are all pussies. You are home with your wife in the next room sleeping, and you are stuck on me. You men are so fucking pathetic it makes me sick. I love to think about making so-called dominant men my fucking losers.
I will let you think you are the king and you’re my master, but in reality, you are my bitch, and once you realize it, sorry, it is too late for you. It’s a death trap, and your cock looks much better sliced up. I’m so ready to feed it to you, loser.












I am feeling naughty tonight. Want to have some fun? What should we do? That is always the question I have. A little blood, some snuff or some always hot force and torture? Maybe we should throw a little potty play into the mix. I don’t know which way to go, but I do know I want it to be with you. You are the naughtiest most devious pervert I know, and you bring out the best in me. Let’s go to the mall and get us a hot little preteen. The cute ones with the little perky tits and smooth bald cunts. Bodies just ripe for our kind of fun. I will be the decoy, luring them to the car with the promise of a little cush or some alcohol. Telling them we just got to go to the house. On the drive there we will smoke some molly and get them ready to go. Out of their minds they follow blindly as we enter the doorway to the demise. I look at you and smile knowing how much fun we are about to have. Almost willingly they let us tie them up. I hand you our bag of goodies and we get started. Ready to join in the fun baby? I will give you first choice.







