Do you think you have what it takes to have torture phone sex with me? Do you really think you could burn me with a lighter or stab me with a knife while you were burying your big huge cock between my sweet dripping folds? I would love to see if you’ve got what it takes. You know Christmas time brings a ton more options to the table when it comes to torture devices. From candy canes and peppermint to candle sticks and ribbon tied around the tree. I could come up with naughty fucked things to do for days.
Here lately though, I’ve been thinking about being tied down to the bed. Slathered in my grandma’s famous peppermint rub. The one that gets all tingly and burny when you put it on, kinda like icy hot. And just left there, whimpering and crying like a little slut as my pussy burns. Knowing that I couldn’t scream for fear of alerting the neighbors to foul play. They’d never believe this was what I actually wanted. Would you come to listen to me torture myself with it? To whimper and cry as I reach orgasm after orgasm thanks to Granny’s tingly cream?
Could you guide me to do even worse things to myself? The hot wax from the candle sticks dripping on my skin, the sharp carving knife drug across it… What else could we do?