Tag: Accomplice phone sex

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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Accomplice Phone Sex

 

torture phonesex karmaI have always been fascinated by the Japanese sub cultures. Japan has such a rich heritage and is so beautiful and yet the nightlife is so full of wild and crazy subculture. Traditional woman are the polar opposite of my life style, timid and mild mannered woman, something about that makes my pussy wet. I could never be like them, no eye contact, subservient, to be seen and not heard, I am far to evil and demented, but the idea of them being that way mesmerizes me and drives me crazy.
I never thought I would come face to face with this culture in my world but low and behold I have. I was in town and I caught the eye of  a Japanese business man who was visiting. He offered to pay me for my company for the night.  He wanted to experience an American woman, out spoken and feisty in the bedroom with no limits and no taboos. I had all intentions of fucking him up when I accepted his offer and took his money.
He took me to a Japanese restaurant for dinner and as we sipped Saki and ate Sushi he began to tell me about the KoGals in Japan and how he could make some good money if he could find some girls from the States to come to Japan and be KoGals.
KoGals, he explained are young Japanese girls who dress in school girl uniforms and service older Japanese business men. He offered to pay for a trip to Japan if I would bring a couple young girls with me and let him buy them.
I know damned good and well I can find some young fucking run a way sluts that would never be missed and would jump at a chance to take a trip that was paid for.
He wanted me to be his accomplice in a human trafficking scheme and my cunt went wild with the idea of it! I asked him what happened to them once they “out grew” their usefulness. And when he laughed that wicked laugh, I knew they would be disposed of in ways that would make my cunt sing ! .
After dinner we went to his hotel and I fucked him inside out. I pulled out my kinkiest, raunchiest, sluttiest treats and made him beg for more.
I was ready to negotiate, I wanted to know how much he was paying per head, how fast did he want them, what was my cut.
I had a week to get the little sluts and all the arrangements would be made before he left. I couldn’t believe my luck. Not only was I going to get off on kidnapping the little sluts, but while in Japan I was going to find me some pretty little orientals and fuck them up. This is a chance of a life time! The whole idea was just beyond anything I could imagine and I couldn’t tell if the building juice between my legs was his left over cum dripping out or me creating more juice at the thought of highjacking a couple little sluts and then getting to take them to Japan.
Finally we sealed the deal over another bottle of Saki and a ball busting fuck. .And I start planning my acquisition. I have just the two little sluts in mind. Deviant little runaways that love to fuck and will do anything for money. They will never be missed and once I get the little bitches to Japan they will never be found either!
Fuck my pussy is wet with anticipation!

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.

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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.

It’s Hunting Season

torture phonesex angie01I woke up long before the sun came up. Excitement running through my body like small jolts of electricity. In the dimly lit room I cleaned my gun and sharpened my arrows for the hunt. I find conventional hunting very boring. You know the macho men that like to hunt deer and hog and all other sorts of wild life. Please these are unintelligent animals that can not out think you, there is no challenge there. That is why once a year I have my own hunt. He has been in my basement for two weeks now. I have kept him well fed so that he is not at any disadvantage what so ever. he will be at the top of his game and provide a challenge for me. My cunt is dripping with anticipation, he is a scraping man, strong and he knows his way in the wilderness. But he is no match for me. I released my prey 25 minutes ago, naked with nothing but his wits to guide him. I will give him five more minutes then I will track him and the game will begin. As the time grows closer, my cunt is becomes wetter, quivering with the thrill of it all. He will try to out smart me, his survival depends on it. He will try, but he will not be successful. I have never lost his game. Of course IF he can make it to the edge of my land without being taken down, he will survive the hunt. I can feel the pleasure of the kill already. i will take him down with my bow, an arrow to the leg to wound him first, allowing him to run a little more, his heart pounding with fear and pain. I will track him while he is wounded, dipping my finger in his trail of blood and licking it off, making the game a bit more fun as I toy with him. Eventually i will run another arrow through one of his arms, causing more fear and pain as he realizes his chances are diminishing. I will only shoot him if he is close to winning, if not he will die a slow death as my arrows pierce his flesh until he falls, unable to go on. Then I will put the last arrow in a lung and sit at a distance, fucking my over excited cunt, rubbing my swollen clit, waiting to cum as he takes his last breath. It will be the perfect kill and another trophy for my wall.

Bad Influence

I promise you one thing, I don’t scare easily and it takes a lot to shock me. All those secret, hidden fetishes and warped desires you keep locked away, I will bring out of you.

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Purge yourself of all those evil, sadistic fantasies your cock throbs over. Admit to me, when you see those pretty young ones, so fresh and new all you can think about is possessing them and using their little bodies for all they’re worth.

I bet if we put our twisted, deviant minds together we can come up with all sorts of hardcore, morbid murder fantasies. Are you strong enough to explore all those extremely brutal and bloody urges that constantly call out to you.

I’m the perfect accomplice to assist you and follow down the unknown darkness together. We feed off each other’s sick, sexual perversions, and lust for the violence we crave to inflict upon the innocent.

My cunt drips envisioning all those unspeakably vile acts we unleash on those pretty little worthless fucks. We’re such a perfect team because neither of us have any remorse or pity for any of our doomed victims, it’s just brutal reality….a simple twist of fate which just so happens to be their worst nightmare.

Mmm, and that is what takes us over the edge of erotic pleasure, hearing their useless pathetic pleas for mercy, there’s nothing sweeter is there?

Bye Bye Bitch!

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That little slut had no idea what was about to happen. But I bet you know. Party girls should probably be more careful. She was drunk off her ass and her big breast kept falling out of her tight low cut dress as she danced around. I had to have her. Luckily for me it was way too easy. One accidental run in at the ladies room and two compliments later this little slut was face deep in my pussy and we were still at the club. She wasn’t half bad either. I took her to my play room so we could finish what we started. When we got there our clothes didn’t make it to the bed. We fooled around a little and I went to make her another drink. Only this time it had a little something special in it. It made her extremely horny and I got to enjoy every minute of this high. I had to check and see if she swallowed my sweet cum muffin. I was so caught up in the pleasure that I didn’t even notice that her head was lifeless laying on my snatch. I guess the drug worked. Bye bye bitch.

Mindgames with the little brats….

I am trying to look into different ways to take advantage of the little brats that I babysit.  Bondage, force, manipulation, drugs and alcohol are all cool, but I figured it is time for a change:

So, I am learning about and practing hypnosis now.  It is a way to get these little sluts to willingly submit to being used as rape fantasy fuck toys for your hard cock.  It works pretty well.  They do what I tell them to and turn into willing little whores while you fuck the hell out of their tight little holes.  It always turns me on, watching you stretch open their tiny fuck holes with your hard, strong cock.  I fuck my tight, bald pussy and cream all over myself when I watch you use those little sluts.

Medical Advances in Cock and Ball Torture

I know someone who loves to have his cock and balls brutally abused.  I had good fun with the motherfucker the other day!  I recently ordered an examination table, online (with stirrups), used for gynecological exams.  Since this fucker loves pain, I performed the procedure without anesthesia (HAHAHA)!  I laid my guinea pig on the table and put his feet in the stirrups-just like a bitch, getting ready to give birth.  This fucker gave birth to pain (HAHAHA)!  I put on my goggles-grabbed my cigarette lighter and began to burn off the motherfucker’s pubic hairs (I always told the bitch to shave)!  He screamed, cursed, and cried as he smelled the scent of his burning hair and flesh.  Next, I wrapped barbed wire around his balls-cutting into the flesh.  There was so much blood from the cuts made by the wire into his ball sack, that I used it as lubrication for my fingers as I finger fucked his asshole with 1-2-3-4-then 5 fingers….eventually forcing my fist inside of his ass, as I tightened the barbed wire around his testicles-yanked his dick shaft, and flicked the lighter on the head of his cock.  I cooked the meat until it turned brown (HAHAHA).  All the while, the motherfucker screamed at the top of his lungs and tried to get off of the table (but he was strapped down and couldn’t escape)!  Before now, the fucker said he loved CBT!!!!!  Next, I took a pair of scissors and repeatedly stabbed his shaft and stopped once the final thrust ripped though the flesh of his shaft.  I left the long scissor in his cock and told him to look at it, as he screamed his head off.  He began to perspire-uncontrollably and I put the heat of the lighter against the scissor blade that was sticking through his cock, and let it get scolding hot until it cooked his dick-from the inside out! (HAHAHA).  Don’t ask for CBT if you can’t handle it!!!!