Category: Taboo phone sex

Surprise Inside

This little asshole twerp at my school has been asking me to go out with him lately. Seriously? Do I look like a fucking prom queen to you, fucker? But the retarded little freak wont leave me the fuck alone, so finally I agreed to do something with him…on my own terms, of course. First, I told him where to meet me. Gave him the address, got all fancied up real nice for him. When he got there, he looked really confused. Yeah, it was dark, and the cemetery gate was all chained up, but that was no problem for me. I brought my Lineman’s pliers. Lucky him….well, I guess he wasn’t so lucky when I cut through the chain and pushed him inside. Then he wanted to run home and cry like a little quacking baby. WHAT’S WRONG BABY? ARE YOU BACKING THE FUCK OUT OF YOUR LITTLE TRICK? Nooo, stay for the surprise inside! He was getting so scared, I started cackling like a hyena. Guess he shouldn’t have messed with me…I shoved the dirty twat right over to the mausoleum in the center, but he tried to run. Can’t have that…I rammed the pliers into his stomach and a burst of blood sprayed out from the wound. He shrieked loudly and dropped immediately in pain. Then I grabbed his scruffy sneaker and dragged his piss-ass weakling body over to the door. “Getting it up, yet, fucker?!” I screamed at him. I kicked him in the stomach where the pliers were still lodged, and he let out a horrible shrill howl. “THINK YOU’RE GOING TO GET SOME FROM BIANCA, HUH?” I checked his pants, sure enough, he was hard as a rock. So I yanked down his jeans and I started giving the fucker what he wanted. Your little pisspole touched, right? “THAT’S WHAT YOU WANTED FROM ME RIGHT, YOU STUPID PRICK?” I kept beating him until his breathing grew more and more ragged. Then I slammed his head against the stone of the cemetery and snipped off his pathetic cock with my pliers, still coated in his blood. His entrails slipped out of the gaping hole in his abdomen as I yanked it out and I wiped my sticky red hands on my jeans in disgust. Then I left his corpse there to rot. Hey, he’s in a cemetery already, less clean up for me. Now that’s my idea of a great date….

Who’s My Next Victim?

I can barely contain myself around all these pulsating veins. My pussy is throbbing with anticipation. Its something about sinking my teeth into a person that drives me wild. I love the ones that are hot and horny and the thought of me injecting my 2inch fangs into their neck gets me high.  Listening to their hearts beat rapidly then slow down and eventually stop. Hearing their moans turn into cries for help is making my pussy drip. Stupid little whores clawing at the air while I drain them like that’s going to make me stop…. I love this way too much… It gives me a rush stalking my prey, luring those silly men in with my sexy body and lustful whisper.. I’m a big tease and I like to keep it that way. Running my fangs up and down their neck, they find that shit sexy. Biting down soft then hard, love bite? I think not! As I begin to bleed them dry. They never see it coming. And they say men are stronger than women… The trail of blood and dick I leave behind should prove otherwise. Will you be my next victim? We shall find out tonight….

Ring

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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.

 

Gothic Phone Sex Queen Ivy

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She tied me up in a way that I didn’t even know a bitch could be tied up. I couldn’t move. This lesbian Goth fuck slut is going to give me a run for my money I see. I’m not going down without a fight though.  She wants me to submit to her. Maybe I will for a minute that is until I get a chance to munch on her magic carpet. When I get face down in her spread eagle she will bitch up and there will be no domination left. Sink my teeth into her sensitive clit, let’s see how big and bad she is now… next is her nipples if she doesn’t untie me. She will wish she stayed home in her oneiz tonight. I’m the queen of the Goths right now and nothing can stop me. I’m going to ruin her pretty black eye shadow when I stuff my huge rubber cock in her throat. Her eyes will water and bulge out from gagging so much. I wonder what I shall do next, this bitch needs to be punished. Should I stuff this metal rod up her pussy or ass? Either way after she bleeds all over it she will be licking it clean. I’m taking over this dungeon bitch, and there isn’t anything that can be done about it. Deal with it.

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…

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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.

The Flip Side

snuff phone sexNow all you guys know I am not submissive, oh HELL no.  I do not believe in being someone’s bitch.  However, over the last couple of days a certain someone has phoned me.  They told me they wanted to ‘use’ me.  I said, “Use Me, how?”  They explained a little bit, and I thought, “Okay, what the hell, might be fun.”  So I ran his information, and off we went.

It went something like this.   I have a friend Jocelyn (actual real life friend, whom I actually hate, but whatever), who loves the pipe.  She takes me to her dealer’s place, he tosses a few bags of Happy Dust onto the table, and even sparks us up.  All is well and good, I start to feel good, Jocelyn is feeling good, EVERYBODY is feeling good.  Then, he puts some good ole Hera in it too, and sparks it up for me.  Now I don’t do Hera, only Happy Dust, so I was like, “What the fuck is going on?” Because the effects are almost immediate.  Dude slips me the Chocolate Rock and my skin starts to fucking itch. 

Before I know what the hell is happening, Jocelyn (whom I fucking cannot stand) is fucking making out with me. I’m almost fully undressed, and I have this guys dick buried inside me, but because I’m so fucking elevated, I’m just like, “Oh, this is nice.”, and laughing and shit.

Then this Dude tells Jocelyn to off me while he cums.  What…the…fuck! 

Anyway, the call was actually fun, I had a great time with it.  The next day we do another call, and it’s a continuation of the one we did the day before.  It was some pretty fucked up stuff, but again, I had a great time with it.  I think this is the only time I will be in any form ‘submissive’ because honestly, I just don’t do submission, it’s not for me, but being that the fantasy was so super jacked up, it worked out fine.

Please take note though.  I do NOT do submissive calls, only with this guy because, well, the story line was fucking amazing.  So do not call me up, and want me to crawl to you, because that won’t fucking happen, and I will politely direct you to someone else.  Well, at least as politely as I can. lol

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.

St. Valentine’s Day Slaughter

Accomplice phone sexSt Valentines Day is a day for lovers, well maybe for the rest of the pathetic world.  I think St Valentines Day is for something much more intimate than that.  When I saw the two of you in the old abandoned cabin, my cabin, the cabin where I go to be by myself to work, I was furious.  I’ve been coming to this cabin for years, and I’ve ever seen anyone else here before.  As I approach the window I see the two of you naked as you have her pressed against the wall.  I can see your cock is thrusting in and out of her as you try to fully consume her.

I walked in the door just as you came inside of her, and the look of fear on her face when she saw me made my pussy so wet.  I watched as you dropped her and approached me, grabbing a nipple and kissing me deeply.  I kept my eyes on her while we kissed, awe, the pain she was experiencing at this moment was palpable, erotic, sexy and motivating for me.  I grabbed your cock and felt this bitch’s juices all over you and became irritated.

I walked over to her, picked her up by her hair, and punched the bitch in her face.  I tied her to the table and cinched her down so tight her arms and legs were being cut into by the rope.  She stared blankly off into nothing as you fucked me on top of her.  I could feel her body tensing up as you rammed your cock deep inside me.  I turned around and wrapped my hands around her neck.  As your thrusts became harder and harder, my grip on her neck became stronger and stronger.  She gurgled in her last breath as you made your final thrust into me.  You came so hard as you watched the life leave her body, it was quite an amazing experience.  I knew you would love this if you only gave it a try, and your cock just confirmed that!

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Trinket

The call to prayer split the early morning haze, bringing the faithful out of their beds and to their knees to worship.  People like I do not pray, at least not to the Islam god.  I opened the doors to the balcony and studied the sight before me.  The smells that met Me were a mixture of strong coffee, strong tea, spices, dirt and sea.  It was sweet, dank, salty, moist, hot, and pungent.  All the while holding within it the scent of a promise of a new shopping excursion to find Myself My first Turkish trinket.

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I stepped out into the already crowded street, only to find Myself besieged upon by the Street Vendors.  They will approach anyone whom they know are not Turkish.  They are annoying to say the least.  I told the first one loud and clear, I’m not buying anything from someone who smells like they live in a shit hole.  He made a face and scurried away.  I am pretty sure he said some not so nice things about Me, but I really do not care.  Almost shoulder to shoulder with the crowd I made My way to the Grand Bazaar.  It was still early, so I decided to lean against a wall to hone in on any potential trinkets.

Bloody Phone Sex

As the noise and crowd grew larger and louder I found Myself at a disadvantage.  There were just to many people around to pick out one.  I was sorely disappointed, until I remembered that a trip to Aya Sofia just might be the place to find what I was in search of.  Knowing that the driving situation in Istanbul is horrid, I walked.  I took in all the sites there were.  Dark eyes looked at Me atop veils placed over women’s faces, I couldn’t help but be mesmerized by this.  Why should a woman cover up what is their beauty?  Not that it matters anyway, these people mean nothing to Me.  I opened the door to Aya Sofia and instantly it stopped Me dead.

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The early morning sun was streaming through the windows, casting magnificent colors upon the floor.  This was a Masterpiece, true, peaceful beauty, and then I saw My trinket.  She was gazing up at the dome, taking in all that it offered.  She was not paying attention to anything around her.  I stepped toward her and made small talk.  She explained to Me that this was the first time for her being in the city.  I asked her if she would like to join Me in My wanderings.  She accepted.

violent phone sexThe sun is now setting over the city of Istanbul.  I can hear the chattering of the people below, as they make their way home, or out to enjoy the night.  I open up the doors to My balcony, allowing the pungent smells to waft their way into the room.  I look down at the bed.  The sheets are no longer there, they have been wrapped around My trinket.  She was so trusting, so naive, so willing to try.  She failed. Now, as I stand here, watching the hot sun dip below the horizon, I can only wonder, if the same orange, yellow glow is making the blood upon my skin look just as breath taking as sunset which is painting the sky.