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It Became Knife Play Phone Sex

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What originated as a plan to have a little fun Karma style turned into a night like no other. I invited her for dinner and drinks Of course my evil and demented mind had some twisted wicked fun planned that would get me the fuck off at her expense. There is nothing like altering one’s mind. Especially when one is a good girl that rarely drinks no less does drugs or gets drunk. That my friend is what makes it so much fucking fun and what makes my pussy raging fucking hot and dripping wet. There is nothing like an extra ingredient in ones food and drink. Yes a nice little dose of a psychotropic drug, such a big word for an evil little slut like me. For those of you that don’t’ know that is an hallucinogen, like magic mushrooms, Only mushrooms are games that youngsters play I have graduated to a higher class. (no pun intended). In her drink I added a couple of drops of liquid acid and in her food I added a very special seasoning of peyote. The combination of the two should provide me with a most entertaining evening. I waited patiently as she ate and drank, thinking I would die from the small talk while the drugs took effect. And then my lips curled up in an evil grin and I slid my hands in my pants while my nipples grew hard watching her try to focus, her speech beginning to slur. Claiming that she felt funny and things were spinning she was really starting to feel it and I was so enjoying this. I sat finger fucking myself, delighting in her discomfort and growing paranoia. And then she did something I didn’t expect but that caused me to have an explosive orgasm. suddenly she got up and pulled the butcher knife out of the knife holder, placing it against her arm she cut straight up, nice and deep sending blood spilling and splitting her skin open wide. I couldn’t have planned this any better if I had orchestrated it like a symphony.knife play phonesex2

Evil Phone Sex with Reagan

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Babysitting brats is the last thing you would expect me to do. But it is the best way to get even or torture something for amusement. In this case, both. I had something special planned for the evening, it was making me hot just thinking about the events that were about to unfold.

I arrived just in time, she was about to put Lilly to sleep. I assured her that I could take over that duty and mom should just go have a good time and not worry about little Lilly. I would take care of it just like any good babysitter would. The little one was not sure what to think, but when I whispered in her ear that bed time was not going to be for a while, she got a huge smile on her face. Especially when mommy left I told her we should get some goodies to eat and drink. She followed me to the kitchen and when she was not looking I dropped something special in her drink. A little LSD for the little one.

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We sat down to watch a little TV and that’s when I saw the cutest thing. She started to shake and say she felt funny. I told her she was fine and lets just watch my favorite show.. the little ones always love my taste in entertainment. One of my favorite shows was American Horror Story. It was the perfect bed time show mixed with that hallucinogenic I had slipped my poor dear Lilly.

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We started to watch and I saw Lilly get so excited and scared when the doctor on the TV injected the poor girl Shelly, with something that made her skin bubble up and fizzle like it was melting on her face. My little one started to cry and said she felt her face do the same thing! I looked at her and screamed. “Oh my god Lilly!”, I yelled.. “it does.. you look just like her”! I told her she better scrape all that melted skin off of her face, or it could cover her body! Than she looked at the TV again, it was like she was the mutated girl Shelly on the screen! Then the good doctor started to saw off the legs of his victim. Lilly fell to the floor in what her mind felt as pain. “Help me! Reagan don’t let the doctor cut my legs off”! I told her we better get something to take all that melted skin off, before the doctor sees her! I pulled my knife out of my bag and handed her the blade.. I laughed and instructed her to start with her forehead and work down..

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A New Hunt

 

violent phonesex angieI love the thrill of the hunt. Hunting humans is so exhilarating. I have taken up a new weapon of late. The boomerang. I bought a lovely set of metal boomerangs and took them to my sharpening wheel. They now have razor sharp edges that will slice into flesh beautifully. However I need to get some target practice in and what better to practice on then naked, scared humans? violent phonesex weapons I had a dear friend build me a plat form that is a replica of the stairs from The Munsters. He did a wonderful job. There is where I will stand so that I can see my prey as they run in an effort to escape my flying blade. I have an assortment of several different drugs that I am going to coat my weapons in so that in the event that I hit my target with anything less then a fatal connection, the adrenalin pumping through their veins will distribute the drug quickly into the blood stream and they will not be able to escape. I have several specimen of prey that I will release one at a time from the base of my perch.violent phonesex stairs They will have to the count of ten to run as far as they can. I have encouraged them to run in a serpentine pattern to give me a challenge. In the event that I miss, and I certainly will as I have not mastered the skill of throwing my new toy, my prey will be captured and returned for another run, The rules have been made clear and the game is about to begin. Standing on the stairs looking out my heart is pumping, my cunt is wet and I am armed and ready. Watching the first of my prey run as I loudly count to ten the anticipation of the first throw and possibly the first kill is overwhelming. This is the first of many days of target practice until my aim is flawless and I can hit my target each and every time with the percussion and accuracy of a marksman, or woman as it were.violent phonesex drugs

The Devil’s Personal Operator

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Your voice doesn’t match your face. You’re much older in person and you look as evil as the Devil himself. You are a small but powerful looking man, with a stare that could make most people shudder. You look insane, and remembering our conversations, I discern that you probably are. You talked me into meeting you. You knew I needed the money and you took advantage of my need. For a measley $500, here I was, in the presence of someone who used to just be a scary voice on the snuff phone sex line.

You are cooking something in the fireplace. It smells different from anything I have ever smelled before. You tell me to take off my clothes and I obey you, not because I think I have to, but because you scare me so much. You ziptie my hands together behind my back.  You pull up a chair next to the fireplace and tell me to sit. You take a phone, the old kind with a cord, and put what appears to be superglue on the earpiece and mouthpiece. To my shock, you stick it to the side of my head and it sticks immediately. I jump and ask what the fuck you are doing, the phone receiver hanging on the side of my head, a permanent fixture now. You just laugh, and tell me to save my voice.

I am so close to the fire it is burning my skin, but I don’t dare move. You tell me I am going to be your snuff phone sex whore for the night. The phone is glued to my ear and the cord is hooked to a phone on the desk across the room. Suddenly it starts ringing. He pushes a button and tells me to say hello. I don;t know what to do, so I meekly ask into the receiver, “hello?”. The voice that comes back to me sounds like a demon. The voice begins to talk to me and say things I have never heard before. It spoke of my mother and my unborn brats and the brutal things it will do to them. The blasphemy and gore that this voice spoke of made my blood run cold. I knew it was not human.

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I pissed myself in the chair from fear, and the man, who I now believed to be the devil, squatted before me, spread my legs and began licking my pussy while the demon talked in my ear. My cunt throbbed in his mouth and he lapped up my juices as they started to flow. While the demon invaded my mind, he invaded my cunt with his forked tongue. My mind was trying to keep the thoughts of evil lust out, but my body was welcoming the change. I came all over the devil’s face that night, over and over. Every time that phone rang, I said hello, and every time the evil voices got worse. And every time, I came even harder on His face. I started seeing faces in the fire, horrible faces, and I realized my soul was no longer my own.

Bumping for The Hunt

Its time for the hunt again. Its raining outside so I know the hunt will take place inside. I am naked and tired, but I know I don’t have any choice. Your mansion is huge, but so run down, its almost like an old haunted house. I much prefer the hunt to take place outside, at least I get fresh air and dreams of escape, even though I have never suceeded. I can hear you in the basement sharpening your arrows. You enjoy making it “fair” by using an old fashioned bow and arrow.

You come upstairs, pumped for the hunt. You know I am worn down from all the torture and you only get your thrill from me being terrified prey. You look disappointed, but then get an idea. You go to the kitchen and come back and have a baggie of powder. I’m so tired, and I know you are going to make me bump coke, to give me the wildness you desire. You are a monster. I am sitting on the floor leaning against the dirty wall. You take you cock out and stroke it right in my face until its rock hard.  You sprinkle a line of cocaine along your dick and yank my head by my hair over to it and make me snort it.

Suddenly my brain is alive. The surge of energy courses through me, and once again I feel fear. My heart starts to pound and you make me do another line off your cock. You see my eyes widen and my energy pour in as my body twitches. I stand up and tell you I am ready. You place the bag of coke in my hand and tell me that I will need it. Your hunts last for days usually, and I cannot sleep. I take the baggie, and he draws his first arrow. The sound of it coming from its sheath gives me the same feeling a deer has when its in the sights of a shotgun. My terror takes over, and myheart races even faster. You simply say, “Run.” And I do.

I scramble up the stairs hoping you give me enough of a head start to get around the first corner. An arrow hits the wall behind me and I scream. I run faster down the dark hallway and now I hear your footfalls coming up the stairs after me. The hunt is on and I am running for my life. I know you will not stop until you have shot every arro win your possession. Thus far, I have escaped with only arrow wounds, but you have been practicing, and you are planning to mount my head in the living room with the others. I wonder if this will be the hunt where you finally get the perfect shot.

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Bondage Phone Sex with Cassandra: Master’s School for Unruly Slaves

bondage phone sex ass worship sadisticMy master took me to an underground bondage club this week. There were several other slaves there too. Master said I needed taught  obedience. The club owner was a hot bitch. A hot dominate mean bitch. Master left me in her care. Master told her to “Break the whore.” She began by making me worship her ass. She forced my face in her ass for hours. She practically suffocated me on that ass. She made me clean her asshole with my tongue. it was so humiliating.

bondage phone sex anal tortureAfter ass worshiping, she tied me up, exposing my holes. She started shoving big ass dildos in my ass and cunt. She didn’t go gently either. All the while, I was getting  my ass paddled by her assistant and skull fucked by another dildo. My Master was sitting with the other masters jacking his dick watching me get anally tortured. I had a foot long black dildo crammed in my ass at the same time that I had one in my cunt. Felt like I would never shit the same way again.  Every time I cried, or whimpered or even grimaced like I was in pain, I got fucked harder.

bondage phone sex rough oral painMaster was getting so turned on, he came over and smothered me with his ball sac. I could not breath. I came close to passing out when he shot a load of cum all down my stomach and over my tits. He then started smacking my tits so hard they turned purple. The head mistress yanked me up and shoved me on the ground and forced me to suck every Master’s cock in that room. So many dicks being forced down my throat. And that was not all. She told them all to fuck my ass. It was gaping open at this point from her dildo torture. I could hear the men laughing as they dumped load after load of cum in my sore asshole.

bondage phone sex torture analI was covered in sweat and cum when she strung me up by the rafters with the other slaves. All of us bound and gagged and suspended  by our arms. She, her and her assistant all moved around us torturing us in various ways. I would get paddled, have something crammed up my ass, have my tits hog tied and electrocuted, be forced to suck cock, get slapped and punched by her and all the masters. This went on for hours until we were all have conscious and begging for mercy. You could smell the piss, the shit, the tears, the fear in the dungeon. We were all begging for mercy, promising to be obedient slaves.

bondage phone sex big tits sex toysSee, I am actually a very obedient slave. I do as all my Masters tell me to do, but some masters still enjoy inflicting as much humiliation and pain on me as they can. What  kind of Master would you be too me?

War Lord

The Countries of Africa have always interested me. There is so much strife, poverty, sickness, malnourishment, beauty, sadness, majestic wildlife, corruption, genocide, and of course my favorite War Lords.  Just the name makes me quiver.  War Lords put a whole new meaning to the word torture.  They are some of the cruelest men on the face of the Earth, and I for one admire them.

Taboo phone sexFrom time to time I will travel to African American Museums to bare witness to their unconscionable thinking.  Recently there was one such exhibit at a Museum in Dallas.   I traveled there so that I could gaze upon certain artifacts that were, and in some cases, still used to this very day.  It allows me to fantasy about what it would be to be a powerful Woman War Lord.  I smirk when I think if they were to hear of Me they would just laugh due to the fact that I am a “mere” Woman, but they would soon realize that I can just be just as cruel and evil as them for no other reason than perhaps I feel like it.

Bloody phone sexAt first it would be rather hard to garner support but I would make sure I had something in large supply that a lot of other War Lords could not get their hands on.  That would be Khat.  Khat is one of the most wonderful drugs in the world.  I doesn’t look like a drug that we have access to here in the states.  We tend to smoke, snort, or inject our drugs, but Khat is simply chewed.  It is highly addictive, it makes you feel so very wonderful, and after just a little bit, you want more and more and more.  It would be so easy to have Myself a little band of addicts who will do what ever atrocities My wicked brain could come up with.  They would without question knowing that when they came back, they could settle in with a bundle of Khat and drift off into addict slumber. 

Violent phone sexAs I strolled through the exhibits, My thoughts turning more and more violent as I worked on My War Lord fantasy, I came across an object that made me smile fully.  It was the most wonderful Nzappa zap I had ever seen.  I knew about them, but I had never seen one for Myself in real life.  I could see Myself out at night, silently maneuvering My lovely dark skinned followers through the jungle.  Coming upon an encampment of our enemy, then deftly flinging this far range ax across the still of the night until it embedded it’s self into the side of someone’s skull. 

All in all I think I would make a fantastic War Lord.

Evil Accomplice Phone Sex

accomplice phonesex angieHave you ever seen the movie 13 Ghosts? I love the evil Cyrus and his demonic plan to open the eye of hell. I would love to live in his glass house filled with evil spirits held captive by the spells etched on the walls. My absolute favorite scene in the whole movie is when a glass wall is activated during one of the house’s morphing sequences and severs Cyrus’ attorney, Ben,  body in half. His eyes wide with disbelief as he realizes that he his body is no longer one. The movie so inspired me and stirred my need for some cold blooded fun that I decided to devise a way to re-enact that one scene for myself and a lucky accomplice.accomplice phonesex 13ghosts It took us several weeks to devise the sharp sheet of glass, rig it guillotine style and create a device to hold our “character” I couldn’t wait to see if the body, once severed, would slid down the glass in two parts like in the movie. Of course one time to test this theory would not be enough, We had to gather several “characters” of several shapes and sizes to see what effect this would have in real time. The planning and preparation created an anticipation level beyond belief. When the day finally came we had 13 “characters” to pay homage to the movie’s title that gave me the inspiration. One at a time we placed them in our device and released the sharp sheet of glass, delighting as the body was severed and the blood flowed. We took our time making the ritual last all day. It was the most fantastical and erotic movie reenactment I have ever created. I plan on keeping my device and plan on using it again in the future. accomplice phonesex ghosts2

 

Bitch In The Red Dress

Have you ever wanted to literally rip someone’s heart out? Sure you have…I know you have…there was a girlfriend, a coworker, a relative, a friend…at some time in your life. The kind of person who you may have cared about at one time, or have hated eternally. But in some way, the pendulum swung and you hated that bitch’s fucking guts. So much, that you felt you could thrust your hand inside of the innermost part of them, and squeeze the life away…

Maybe strip her nice and naked. I know you can’t resist your dick straining against the front of your pants. You can see those pointy tits poking through the thin fabric of her silky dress…you wanna rip it off of her and spread those legs wide open. Wanna play, baby? I mean, look at that beautiful skin…it’s so soft. So smooth…so unblemished. Let’s light some matches and burn her eyelids off. 

I bet she’s gonna scream like a banshee and beg for release. Maybe, instead of tying her up, you should give her that release. Take your dick and pound her cervix wide open. Let the blood gush out…Wanna make some art? I’d love to see you carve some demonic symbols in her chest before we snuff her out.

Picture Perfect Gothic Phone Sex

gothic phonesex karmaSo as I was  flipping through one of my favorite goth magazines I see this picture. I can’t stop looking at it. What a wonderful way to sacrifice a hot young thing to my Prince of Darkness. I can’t stop looking at tit and I can’t stop the dripping that has started between my legs. The ache I am feeling in my chest as my nipples grow rigid. Moaning and rubbing my cunt I close my eyes and imagine how it would feel to string him up on that wooden cross. Knees bent and nailed to the cross bar. His hands nailed to the place where his feet should be, His dick hanging towards his face and his feet in the perfect position to nestle the stake that will be the last part of the infliction of his pain as I ram it up his ass and deep into his body. The blood dripping down his body and up his nose, assisting in the loss of life as it suffocates him when he inhales. All while I am sucking on his flaccid cock as he hangs there. slipping away. Cumming all over my fingers, I open my eyes, get myself dressed and head out to find him. I know he is out there waiting for me. I am cumming darling, you won’t wait long and neither will I.gothic phonesex sacrifice