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My Neighbor Loves My Care Service

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I run a special care service for the perfect little fuck dolls, and my neighbor loves to cum by around lunch time for an afternoon delight. A lot of my clients are hot immigrants, and he gets so turned on by the diversity I offer.

Whether he wants black, brown, caramel, coffee, tan, pearl, or red I have a pussy the color he needs. He likes exotics, and I’ll tell you where ICE loses all those refugees to; me. I sell them off to the highest bidder, or I rent them by the hour. Either way, it brings me a ridiculous amount of pleasure to know these once innocent vessels are now a power of dark forces.

I love to also use them in my witch bitch sacrificial rituals. When I get a craving for blood, not even my favorite fuck toys are safe from becoming my new little torture dollies. I dress them up, cut them up, string them up, and fuck them up.

My favorite lie between knowing they’re being molested but too sweet to be able to resist or do anything about it. Not that I allow many of them to leave anyway. They have no where to go! The government rounded them up for me, and now they’re my slutty little whore pawns to play.

You want to check them before you mate?
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The Devils Mistress

I could hear the screeching of demons around me as my naked body stretched out on the cold hard table.

My soft smooth pussy and firm round tits lay exposed  and glowing in the light of the full moon!

Taboo Phone SexThe leather restraints prevented my escape…but why would I want to escape?

I knew that the devil himself was going to make me his whore, fucking my young tender body and filling my empty womb with his evil spawn!

And it would be a pussy pounding like no other!

His power as he loomed over me was undeniable, making my entire body quiver!

His cold strong hands gliding over my round= tits and down to my wet and aching cunt!

Then like a torpedo splashing into the ocean, his hot hard powerful cock broke through my wet pussy, reaching deeper than any mortal missile ever could!

His cum surged through me like burning jolts of electricity, making my back arch as my body was lifted, my cunt wrapped around his cock!

A wave of forbidden ecstasy flowed over my body as the demons danced and they wind blew around us, carrying the smell of filthy sex to distant lands!

Then suddenly, stillness and darkness surrounded me as my body crashed down to the hard table!

And I knew it had been done!

The evil seed has been planted in my fertile womb and I have become the devil’s mistress!

 


I’m The Fucking Witch Bitch

Blasphemy Phone Sex
My victim swung, helplessly bound. The restraints cut into her tender pink flesh, that innocent pussy drooling down onto the floor. “You underestimated me, little girl. Now, you’re at my fucking mercy. “Witches aren’t real” you said, until I turned you into my little fuck slave.” I was taunting her. I turned the vibrator on again, the one that was lodged deep in that sugar plum cunt of hers.

She was moaning through the gag in her mouth, begging me to let her cum. I harness the darkest magics, and I cast one hell of a spell. My young little angel can’t cum unless I say the magic words; something she realized was true after riding a Sibian for six hours in pure, unreleased torture. I love to slowly, sexually torment my vics. I think it makes their juicy little meats taste sweeter when I toss them in the oven for a spell. I’m the witch Hansel and Gretel warned you about; cum into my candy cabin.

Let me tickle you to life, torture you to death, and pick my teeth with your rib cage when I’m done devouring what’s left. This sweet treat I have hanging here, she isn’t long for this world. I might make her cum before I cut her cunt open to make a new fuck hole for the Pagan Gods I worship. I’m a bloodthirsty demon, and I want to see this tiny bitch get split the fuck in half, demolished by a Goliath cock. All while I sit back and watch her cunt drip.
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Blasphemy Phone Sex Whore

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Chris and I have been working through all of his sinful sick fantasies ever since we met. I get off on talking to my blasphemy phone sex callers about the sacrilegious acts that he and I engage in. Chris fucking hates god too much to be an atheist. He says things like, “Why would I take a chance that the Christian god is actually real and have missed opportunities to blaspheme him and all that he stands for?” I think we can all give a hail Satan to that sentiment. His hatred for the son of the Christian god is so fucking much that it gets his cock throbbing for my evil cunt.

The other night he woke me up by putting a pair of panties in my mouth. He led me to his car where the owner of said panties was actively praying for help from a god that could not and most likely would not help her. I slapped the prayers out of her mouth and spit in her face. I looked down and the abducted Sunday school teacher had pissed herself in fear. Chris and I cackled. Would you like to know what happened to that little lamb of god?


Gothic Phone Sex Fantasies with a Succubus Queen

gothic phone sexI love gothic phone sex fantasies. I am a Goth girl. I like to play with knives and deadly objects. I like dark fantasies and snuff films. So, when I got asked to be a succubus queen, I jumped at the chance. I love the idea of being a sexy demon who taunts men. I haunted James in his sleep and told him to kill and fuck the neighbor girl. As a succubus queen, I know the evil thoughts of men. I never discourage them, however. I plant subliminal messages in their head. I manipulate them with sex. I make them do the dark things they cannot even admit that they want to do. I love being an evil phone sex bitch. I convinced him if he wanted to impress me, if he wanted to fuck me, he had to kill his annoying neighbor girl and fuck her little bald cunt. The power of pussy. He wanted his succubus queen so badly that he would do anything for me. It is so much fun to hypnotize a man. I had him in a trance. I just whispered in his ear kill kill kill repeatedly. I tossed the name Aubrey in there because that is the little whore’s name. When a man kills for a succubus queen, her powers become stronger. When he kills a young girl, it gives her even more power. He went into the house like a creature in the night. He duct taped her mouth. Her parents slept soundly while their little angel was mutilated, and force fucked in her princess bed. It was a blood bath. Her young blood splattered on the walls and the ceiling. Blood stains excite a succubus queen. I was proud of him. The power of suggestion and an evil queen made him do just what he always wanted to do. Now, I have another minion in my army.


Snuff Phone Sex Lover

 He called my line for snuff phone sex. He was in love with me. I have no use for him. Guys like this are a dime a dozen. The ones that don’t understand my sadistic nature are always in for a rude awakening. 

The fact that this one was married and had a daughter made things fun for me. I’m like a serial killer. I’m sadistic and that means I have needs. These needs a rather dark, twisted, and morbid.

So, when I told him that to prove his love for me he needed to kill them. His wife and his daughter needed to die. The only way that we could be together was forming a blood bond. That blood bond is what excites me as it’s the blood of his daughters fantasy raped cunt on his daddy dick that excites me. 

He was to violate and destroy her. That was the way he needed to prove himself. I don’t want another mans baggage. Lynch the bitches after we destroy them. The bonfire of his transformation. He is now my partner in murder, mayhem, and madness. We destroy small things with big mouths.
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Knife Play Phone Sex

knife play phone sexHe inquired how I got into knife play phone sex. My love for knives is hereditary on both sides of my family. My great grandparents on my mother’s side were circus freaks. They threw knives and swallowed them for traveling carnivals.  I inherited their knife collection, and it is massive. On my dad’s side, my grandpa was a prison warden. He confiscated hundreds of handmade knives from prisoners over the decades. I inherited them. Knives made by some of history’s most hardened criminals. I have over 500 knives in my possession and they all have a story. They all have a past and a present because I use them frequently.

The other day I picked up a tool who thought he was going to fuck me.  I invited him home for some fun. He thought it was fucking fun, but I knew it was knife fun. He was perfect for an impromptu snuff porn. I told him my fuck shack was in my basement. It got his dumb ass down my stairs where all my knives were waiting for him. He fell down the last couple stairs. I thought he killed himself and robbed me of the fun. He just knocked himself out. It saved me the work of having to drug him. While he was semi conscious, I broke out my knife collection. I used one knife to castrate the loser. I had him tied to my mutilation table where I cut arteries and slit throats. I had not planned any of this, so my castration chair was not ready. I used nothing to numb his balls or stop the bleeding. What was the point? He was not going to live.  I cut all his major arteries using a different knife for each one. I sat back, masturbated and watched the loser bleed out. I know my grandpa on my dad’s side would be happy to know how I used his knives.


Twisted Barbie

Gothic phone sex

I’m really digging the blonde hair and big boobs. I’m not your average bimbo. I’m actually pretty articulate and intelligent. I have done some killer things that I, of course, am proud of because I have gotten away with it and continue doing so.

Recently I got into quite an altercation with a guy I have been dating. He loves my new look but wants to be all macho and dominate me. That right there is mistake number one. I’m a twisted barbie, and I won’t ever let a guy dominate me. I can be your accomplice, but you shall not fuck me over. I’m okay with some gothic phone sex and some bondage here and there, but to try and make me a filthy obedient slut, you are barking up the wrong tree.

After hours of him trying to make me submit to him fucking me and choking me, I finally gave in with a twist, of course. I let him fuck my ass only if I could fuck his, he wasn’t too keen on it, but I got him all fucked up and did so. I went ahead and used my special strap with blades and laughed at his pain. That’s what he gets for trying to turn me into a subby slut.


Give it your best shot

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I’m bored and up for a challenge. Even though I am quite the dominant deviant, why not try to make me a subby slut?

I want to see if you can do it? Think you can really put me at your feet and show me that I am as worthless as the victims on here?

Can you truly make me a crying little snuff slut? I have tough skin and would usually laugh at guys that tried to inflict pain on me, but hey, I am feeling adventurous so let try. Any other day I would be down for only accomplice phone sex where I would be your helper, but tonight I want to be the one in pain. I want you to beat the shit out of me and spit on me and piss on me! Try to make me beg for mercy!!!

Give it your best shot. I’m waiting and willing to take it to any place you want. 


St. Patrick’s die

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Usually, St. Patrick’s day is a great holiday to go out and about and get drunk and find the perfect victim. This year with the whole covid restrictions, it’s a bit harder, but it doesn’t mean I can’t think about the past years where I have had my fun turning whores into bloody punching bags. A few years back, I took my bloody phone sex fantasies and turned them into reality. It was st. Patrick’s day and I got really lucky scouting the victim that fit the bill to a T. I saw this preppy blonde chick making googly eyes at my boyfriend. I played the game well and let her join us for some green cream. 

I watched as she got all handsy and flirted nonstop. You can say I was green with envy, but I wasn’t going to let that stop me from fucking her up. After I put some nice sedatives in her drink, we both watched her drink till it was gone and immediately offered her to come to our place. As we got home, she was ready to knock out, and the fun then began. I let my boyfriend fuck her, and I went ahead and smothered her and sliced her throat till it was all bloody. It is hard to top that st—Patrick’s day. 


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