Category: Sadistic phone sex

Accomplice phone sex with Ice

Accomplice phone sex

When I found you in the bar last night I knew it was going to be easy to get your attention. As I walked past you with my top a little too low and my skirt a little too, I felt your eyes lock on me and never break free. I ordered a drink and you insisted on paying for it, and I knew you were hooked. My plans for the evening became a reality in that moment and I couldn’t help getting wet. My panties were soaked instantly, but I ignored it and turned to you saying thank you. We talking for a while and before you knew it we were in my car going back to my place.

Once at my house I slipped a roofie into your beverage, and before you passed out completely I led you to the table and laid you down. I rolled you over and placed pillows under your stomach and legs as I tied you up spread eagle. My simple goal was to find out how your body reacted to being shoved full of ice.  I had no idea that you would slowly start to freeze – literally.  I watched as you cramped, and suffered through the agony of each organ shutting down.  I was surprised that your cock stayed hard through the entire ordeal.  I really enjoyed riding your cock until you gurgled your last breath because you help out just long enough to get me off.  I love this ice method so much that I am going to have to use it again and again.

Deliciously Deviant Natasha

I am a deliciously deviant phone sex Accomplice whore and there’s nothing that gets my smooth, tight cunt dripping wet than to dominate and control you.

You know deep down that you need my evil, sadistic abilities to take over and instruct you, to be in charge of every aspect of your life. Just let go and sit back and listen to my hypnotically sultry voice telling you over and over that it’s okay to play out all those dark, twisted fantasies you can’t stop obsessing over.

Submit to me, and join me in all that erotic and murder phone sex fantasies, it’s so easy if you try. Tell me how all you want to do is please me and follow my every command. worshiping my irresistible, little pussy is all you want to do .

Listening to those worthless little ones scream and cry as we torture and use their sweet, young bodies is just something to good to pass up, and knowing that you’re pleasing and pleasuring me is all the better.

Don’t worry, I will reward you for such devotion and loyalty, your aching hard cock will be satisfied more than you ever imagine when I give you the fucking of your life.

It sounds so perfect and maybe too good to be true, but it is very true, just give me a call and find out how serious I really am.

The Walking Dead

torture phonesex angieRipping the flesh from the bones of the living as the blood runs down their faces and chunks of flesh are devoured before my eyes. My cunt pulsates in time to the chewing motion of their decaying and decrepit mouths. What I wouldn’t give for a world full of disease infested walking corpses to be wondering the planet. The thought of the carnage and mass hysteria makes my cunt crave the thrill of my twisted and demented orgasms. I know I would keep a few of these undead as pets in my basement and relish the pleasure of fucking my cunt while watching them feast on victims that I brought to them. I would torture my victims just out of reach of my pets watching them become more and more agitated with every scream as they pull at their chains in an effort to reach what will be theirs soon. Looking into their dead eyes that have no life behind them as they smell the blood I am spilling, knowing that soon I will reach the ultimate orgasm as I watch them rip the remaining flesh from my victims as they feast before my eyes. There is no doubt that i would sever the limbs of one of these undead and rip the bottom jaw off to prevent him from infecting me while I ride his decaying cock. Filling my cunt with his undead flesh. What would be hell on earth to the rest of the world would be heaven on earth for me. Watching The Walking Dead each week is like watching porn for me. I cum over and over again each week and dream of the possibilities of such a world cumming to pass.torture phonesex dead

Whips, Chains, Latex & Leather

I’ve never been the kind of girl who goes for anything safe or normal, it’s beyond boring. I crave constant excitement and pushing the limits in every aspect in my life.

I see my tight, young body as a canvas and see the different tattoos all over my body as art.

I can be anything I want to be at that moment, I can change my look depending on my mood and I’m fearless when it comes to trying something new and different and in fact, I welcome it.

My blood pumps harder and my heart beats faster when I indulge my craving for something on the dark, sadistic side. I assume my role as your evil, wicked accomplice and I make sure to look the part.

My black latex corset and thong, black fishnets and thigh high black leather boots help take me deeper into my real self.

I cannot deny or ignore the constant urges and cravings for finding the perfect little body to take into my clutches and bring to you.

You fuel my desires by instructing me just how tightly to secure the limbs properly so no matter what deviant, twisted, torturous pain we inflict they have no escape.

Your wicked, evil fetish fantasies are realized with me and I can’t wait to begin.

Pain

Accomplice phone sexI was happy to hear from you, after all this time I didn’t think we’d ever talk again.  Our last adventure together was almost too much for us to handle, but we were much younger and inexperienced.  As I open the door to let you in I was frozen for a second, I forgot how ripped and muscular you are.  You’ve doubled in size since I last saw you, and I was instantly turned on.  I wonder what your plans for us might be on this cold and wintery night.  I offered you a beverage, but you said you were fine.  As you begin to tell me about the young treat you’d like me to help you get; I couldn’t help but reminisce back to a time when we couldn’t keep our hands off each other.  We would go out and find tasty little treats and bring them home and enjoy them to the end together.  I know that time is long gone now, but I can’t help myself.  I noted the address of the little one you desire, and sent you on your way.  I will call you as soon as things are ready to go…  I know the anticipation of whats to come is killing you, but you must exhibit patience in situations like this making the journey far greater than the reward.

To Be Continued…

Quench My Blood Thurst

torture phonesex karmaMy thirst for blood drives every fiber of my being, from my head to my toes and everything in between. I need to drink blood like most people need to breath air. For me it is life sustaining and orgasmic.
Today i went hunting for wild game just so I could drain the blood and drink it. I was lucky and got two huge wild bore that yielded a lot of blood for the drinking.
I have to drink it quickly so that it doesn’t spoil and I am now down to about a gallon. All that blood has made my pussy soaking wet, and made me long for human blood which is what I really love.
I guess tomorrow I will go to the hobo camp and find some poor homeless fucker. Not to skiny and not on drugs, to bring back home and enjoy.
I will hang him or her upside down from a tree, slit their throat and let the blood drain into the pot so that I can drink it while it is warm.
Human blood taste so different then animal blood and while animal blood will hold me over, nothing quenches my thirst like human blood does!

Ring

Taboo Phone Sex

Sweat, oil, along with the smell of other various fluids filled the air.  There were only a few lights hanging from the ceiling that actually worked.  Long dark shadows were cast against the walls, within those shadows were voices, that paused momentarily as I passed by to look at that which was crawling along side me.  There was a lot of money to be made so each entry was peered at with narrowed, judging gazes.  Calculations were quickly made, then bets were placed.

I stood leaning against one of the concrete columns, watching the competition.  It was nothing I had not seen before.  The sound of flesh meeting flesh, bones splintering beneath the endless barrage of brutal assaults.  There was blood caked onto the outer edges of the ring, the sand inside of the circle clotted, and coated with body fluid. 

I yanked hard on the chain to indicate that it was time to take a look at what was for the offering. We moved to the back of the room where we would be able to see what sort of completion; if any;  were awaiting in the cages.  I lazily strolled by, smirking at them.  None of them would ever come close to being able to do the sort of damage mine could do.  We had been training for a very long time.  Battle scars were worn with pride, today she would receive more.

I pointed to one who looked terrified.  I reached into the cage, pulled it to the bars, spit in it’s face, then licked off the saliva before it could form a droplet and fall from her jaw.  She still tasted like Ivory Soap.  This would be unfair for her, she was new, perhaps only two fights to her name, both of them losses.  I considered her dead weight.  I looked down at my prize, “What do you think girl? Is this the bitch you want?”  She turned her head from side to side, peering into the dark cage, she sniffed the air, then howled before pressing her face against my leg to indicate she thought this one was perfect.

I collected the money before walking out the door.  I reached down to place my hand on her head, petting her gently.  I told her what a good girl she was, and that she did a wonderful job.  She panted, licking at my hand, grateful for the approval.  I looked back at the ring. The ivory soap bitch was being pulled out by her arms.  Her body flopped over the edge of the ring, her head twisted around, looking down over her back, even though her body was facing forward.  The meat from her tits was hanging in ragged tears, blood flowed down her stomach. My pet did exceedingly well. I started to whistle and skip as we made our way back to my home from a glorious night at the Human Dog Ring.

 

Submit To Me

I get such intense pleasure knowing that my body seduces and entices you beyond all reason and control.

I’m always prowling for new, fresh meat to devour and finding a worthy partner to partake is a welcome adventure.  Finding that certain someone who enjoys all those evil, dark and twisted pleasures of the flesh as much as I do isn’t difficult to find.

I have a never ending supply of fuck ready cocks needing my special brand of  guidance and I indulge in feeding off my prey.

You too are searching for me aren’t you? You need a wicked, sadistic Mistress like me to overtake you; mind, body and soul.

Submit to me and I will give you exactly what it is you desire; to be controlled, dominated and possessed by your deviant Mistress.

I know all those deep, dark, evil fantasies you obsess over, the very thought of it makes your cock twitch and your heart beat faster

. You actually feel relief when you finally let yourself relinquish your control over to me, and you hear my sultry, hypnotic voice in your head like a mantra.

You will never have a more intense, erotic or sensual experience than you will share with me, but remember only if you’re truly ready to give me complete submission. Are you ready to begin and show me just how devoted you are to your erotic, sensual Mistress.

Jade’s A Lady Killer…

killer phone sex jade

Get on the floor bitch it’s a stick up. Those might not be the last words you hear but the end is near honey, believe me. See I don’t have any good left in my rotten heart. I’m all about snuffing bitches and fucking bitches before I snuff them. You want me to show you how I can capture, kiss and kill a bitch and still have her begging at my feet for me to fuck her again? It’s all true I promise. I’m a lady killer. I have gotten so addicted to this shit. I have to feed my cravings at least twice a week to stay sane. And even when I’m not out pussy patrolling, I’m at home thinking of different ways to snuff a bitch out. I like to be creative. I’m no average stab and go type of artist. I like to put on a show and if ever I get caught, I want the story to be epic! I want them to be like, this crazy ass bitch… She did what?! And when I’m all tucked away in my cell. I’ll have doctors doing research on my twisted brain. They’ll say, this slut is disturbed.

Double Date Gone Wrong..

accomplice phone sexWe would make the perfect couple. We both get off on torture and snuff. Not many people can say that about their partners. Boring fuckers. The missionary position should be outlawed.  They think doggy style is kinky. But not us, we find pleasure in the weirdest things. I love it when you make little sluts gag on your massive cock right before we snuff them out. You know that makes my pussy tingle in the best way. We should have a double date. One that starts with dinner and small talk about politics and PTA. We will laugh and get drunk as hell too. Then we will convince them to have a swing session with us and they will happily oblige. Then that’s where the fun will begin. They will not know what hit them when things start to get rough. They will probably try to cut our party short. When we start to purposely inflict pain upon them they will try to leave… key word: Try. By then, it will be too late. And before you know it, we will be fucking like mad lovers in a puddle of blood of our nice naive neighbors.