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Babysitter Phone Sex with Layla Taking Control Tonight Now

Babysitter Phone Sex

I was adjusting the blinds when I saw him… a shadow pressed against my window. My heart skipped, but I didn’t scream. Instead, I leaned closer, my pulse racing, knowing exactly who he was.
I whispered into my phone, still warm from earlier calls, “Babysitter Phone Sex,” letting him hear me even as he lingered outside. Tonight I had the little ones with me, but I definitely put them to sleep, before the killer decided to pop up.

The thrill of being watched always made me tingle, made my voice a little lower, a little sluttier, and made my pussy wetter. He stepped back when I let the light fall just right, revealing the outline of his body. I could see the careful way he moved, deliberate, controlled. My lips curved. Fear mingled with excitement, but I reminded myself… I invited this. I had boundaries, rules.

The thrill came from playing along, from letting him think he had the upper hand.I leaned against the kitchen counter while gently bending over pulling down my red skirt, letting my voice linger over  the phone, slow and teasing. “You like watching me, don’t you?” I whisper, knowing he could hear me clearly. His laugh was low, approving, confirming the tension between us.

I moved through the huge house, feeling his gaze follow. Every step was a journey. I adjusted my hair, let my shirt slip just enough to tempt without revealing too much. The shadow hesitated, then stepped closer, hands on the glass. I pressed my palm against it from inside, mirroring him, a silent challenge.

“You’re bold tonight,” I said, voice catching slightly, letting him imagine what he couldn’t touch. He responded with a slow nod, and I felt the pulse of our shared game… dangerous, yes, but entirely consensual. Every move, every look, orchestrated by me.

The call ended, but the tension lingered. I could still feel him, just outside, just teasing the limits we’d set. I smiled to myself, heart racing, knowing this was exactly the kind of night I lived for… intense, thrilling, and completely under my control.

No doors needed to open. No rules broken. Just the electricity of fear turned fantasy, the allure of someone watching, and me, entirely in charge of the game. He came up behind me kissing my neck slowly, grabbing my tiny waist, while slowly deep fucking me with those long strokes.

I creamed so much on his dick, that he decided to keep me alive, then vanished when the police decided to pop back up. I settled back into the couch, letting my pulse slow, a satisfied grin on my lips. The night was ours, thrilling and safe, a reminder that some fantasies only work because you choose them.

Cannibalism Phone Sex Because One Girl Can Feed Me All Winter

cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex keeps me fed throughout the winter months. In the fall, I hunt for girl meat. It’s something that I do annually. Believe it or not I’m a vegetarian. I would never eat an animal. I have far too much respect for them. But humans, on the other hand, seem like a completely different breed. Humans act cruelly unnecessarily. And they act unloyal. But animals stay loyal; and animals have your back no matter what. They’re never cruel.

I did not struggle to find the perfect meal. When I’m hunting for girl meat, I’m looking for certain things. Young because younger meat seems more tender. Making it far more succulent. No tattoos or excessive piercings on the body. I want a natural body. By that I mean, natural hair color, no implants and none of that junk in the face. Younger girls usually do not fuck up their looks with injectables quite yet.

Perhaps you could say I have acquired tastes. A delicate pallet. But the key to cooking girl meat properly involves patience. It takes a long time to prepare the perfect meal. The perfect snuff sex meal. I kept my dinner caged for weeks fattening her up. Gave her daily butter baths to soften her skin. Her fear turned me on.

Nothing Tastes Better Than Girl Meat You Hunted and Prepared

Also, another key to the perfect meal is to cook the girl meat alive. Which doesn’t exactly sound humane. But when it comes to humans, I don’t give a fuck about being humane. This girl seemed like a stuck up little coed twat. And now I will be shitting her out all winter.

So, I can help you eat girl meat too. Tell you how to prepare it. And since I enjoy playing with my food, you can have a little fun with her before I start to prepare her for a feast. But we can make a teen porn and share a meal together. The perfect date night for a sick bitch. Plus, I hate eating alone. But this girl I kidnapped back in October will feed me through Spring.

She’s long dead. But one girl equals about 50 meals for me. And she didn’t give much in this world while alive, but she serves a greater good dead. And she’s saving me thousands on groceries. Some people hunt deer, I hunt girls. Play your cards right and you can be my accomplice phone sex partner.

Babysitter gone bad, I’m your submissive accomplice..

Babysitter phone sex

It was a normal Friday night. Getting tortured and abused by my evil Master. You’re always coming up with new ways to bring in the fun. I’m here for you baby, I’m your submissive sweet girl. My pussy clamps up when you tell me it involves little slut. “Ready to go play with daddy?” I jumped up with joy, ready to watch you rump, show those little bitches what an evil bad boy you are.

We cased schools churches and neighborhoods, looking for the perfect little pink pussy to snag. There she was, walking home from school. With her little backpack and school uniform on, heading home from the day. We quickly pull over and I slide the van door open, “hey sweetie, wanna lollipop, hehe?” when she come to grab that’s when you go in for the punch. Grabbing her hair you looked her in the eyes and said “I’m gonna babysit you for a couple hours honey”. I’m laughing and giggling as she stays crying and whimpering asking for her daddy. “Oh you want daddy do you?” With a nice swift slap you knocked that little bitch down and tore up her little panties.

Babysitter gone real fucking bad

You made me tie that little sissy bitch up to a pole and wrap her little legs and hands with rope. “Stop crying bitch” as you unzipped your pants, such an evil fuck you are. Stroking your cum dripping snatch  slowly walking up to her ripping her legs apart. “Hold her leg’s filthy whore” I held her legs creaming myself watching your ram your evil meat deep inside her tiny pink tootsie. Cum blood running down her legs as you choke her, rapidly shooting your nasty spunk.

Poor little slut’s cherry got popped before our filthy eyes. I’m cumming in my panties, as master continues to thrust her little cut up cave. Thrusting, smashing, ripping up that little innocent gash. “Get over here whore and lick this shit up, I’m not done”

Kidnapping phone sex

You got me by my hair as I suck up every little drop from her primal virgin pussy. “Keep licking bitch”. With my tongue all the way out you went full throttle balls deep. Completely destroying her ever so precious innocence. I get off on watching you  my master. I’m your seductive servant, helping you spread your evil seeds making this sick world a better place!

 

Babysitter Phone Sex Doesn’t mean You Can trust the Babysitter!

Babysitter Phone SexBabysitter Phone Sex gave me the hot little idea to start watching some cute Little doll faced bitches,  mainly because I wanted to show off to my hot boyfriend how much fun it could be to torture them. I Look sweet enough.

Looks are so fucking deceiving.

We were in Florida with Family over the Holidays. Some Neighbors needed someone to watch their kid so the could celebrate New year with My Family. Cute as a button. I said me and the boy toy would watch her. When we took her to this old abandoned house in the neighborhood. He has always wanted to break in a young slit. I thought this would be the Best way to ring in the new year.

Naughty Girls Get Used and Abused

I told her that Mommy and Daddy said she was a bad girl, and brought her to me to be punished. I advised her to do exactly what I said, and maybe she would see them again. My Boyfriend smiled watching those big tears fall. Then I told her to strip. Reluctant at first, she hesitated. Then I slapped the shit out of her, and yanked her out of those clothes.

Tiny Little thing was a Carpenters Dream, flat as a board. Hairless. My Boyfriend was like a starving man Looking at a Burger for the first time. I told her she was going to play with my boyfriend. When She started  Whining, I dragged her over my boyfriends lap and spanked that tiny ass until it was blood Red. While her mouth was wide, with spitty laces connecting her lips, I grabbed that blonde hair and shoved her open mouth down on his cock.

Cry you Little cunt

I Inspected her little holes. Prying them open. Pulling her folds apart, and shoving my fingers knuckle deep inside. She screamed and squealed, it was all muffled by his fat cock. I could Feel her hymen. Wanting to bust it so badly, I had to restrain myself. After all, I promised my Boyfriend he could break her in.

Watching as she gagged and wretched on his dick. I held her head down and pinched her nose, while boy toy twisted her lil rose bud nippies hard. The next thing we knew, saliva and snot projectiled and jutted out of her nose all over my boyfriends cock. Bad Bad Babysitter!

Ew… Puke

I snatched that little bitch up, and made her clean her own spew off his cock and lap. She cried, and whined and gagged. She was Feisty. I Pushed her down on his cock, and she screamed as soon as he was inside. He rocked her and I guided her little hips. Shoving my fingers deep in her throat and biting her nipples. It wasn’t long before my boyfriend was Ready To Nut. I told him to fill her up! I wanted to watch that cream rush back out of her.

Creamy Cum Filled Fuck Doll

When We Got her up, Her cunny Looked like New. Turns out Her little Asshole was hungry, so we fed it. Now I have her tied up in the back. He and I are going rogue cross country. We decided she will never see mommy and daddy again.

And we can’t wait to own that Cherry!

 

Violent Phone Sex with Layla Surrendering to All Your Wishes

Violent Phone SexI can barely breathe as the shadows stretch across the room, crawling over the walls like dark fingers. My hands shake, gripping the edge of the chair, and I hear him pacing behind me. Every step is deliberate, echoing in a rhythm that makes my heart race. I know I shouldn’t enjoy this, yet a strange thrill twists in my chest. Violent Phone Sex flashed in my mind earlier tonight, and now the idea feels close, almost real, even as terror coils around me.

He stops just behind my shoulder, and I can feel the heat radiating off him, his presence suffocating yet electrifying. My body trembles, not from fear alone, but from something darker, a twisted pull I can’t name. I know he’s watching every micro-expression, every subtle tremor, and I wonder what he’s thinking. There’s this weird, unspoken thing between us… he could hurt me, but I feel an undercurrent of protection too.

“Don’t move,” he whispers as he slowly fingers my wet sloppy pussy, his voice rough but low, a sound that makes my stomach flip. I obey, even though part of me wants to flinch. His hands move near me, not touching yet, teasing the boundary between dread and desire. The rope he drags across the floor calls to me somehow, each scrape a signal that I’m not in control… yet I’m strangely ready to surrender. My pulse hammers in my ears, matching the beat of his quiet, methodical steps.

I can’t help the shiver that runs down my spine when he circles me, studying, testing, like a predator with a secret crush he’ll never admit. Every inch of space between us is charged, and though I should be screaming, I only breathe, shallow and trembling. My body aches with anticipation, the fear mixing with a thrill I shouldn’t feel. I’ve never been this exposed, this vulnerable, and yet… I don’t want him to stop.

He finally leans close, close enough that I can smell him, warm and dark, and I flinch, only a little. His grin is cruel and teasing, and I can’t tell if it’s for my terror or my reaction. “Yea you like me deep in that pretty little nigger pussy of yours don’t ya?” He yells. “Yes Daddy” I squirm, squeezing my pussy nice and tight, ready for him to cum all over me in disgust. My heart races, my skin tingles, my entire body is alert, ready to obey, to surrender to his will, to whatever twisted game he’s playing. The room feels smaller, tighter, and yet I feel some strange sense of safety, a secret promise I’ll never hear in words.

And as the first flicker of candlelight dances across his eyes, I realize I’m trapped, yes, but I’ve never wanted to be anywhere more. My fear hums alongside something darker, something electric and thrilling, and I know this… he’ll never let me go, not really, even if he pretends to.

Torture Sex is What Men Need More of This New Year

torture sexI want more torture sex in 2026. Not to receive but to give. I discovered that I enjoy kidnapping and torturing young schoolgirls. And to think when I bought my freedom, one young schoolgirl at a time, I felt guilty. I don’t even recognize that bitch anymore. Young girls today seem like a much different breed than when I grew up. I served as a submissive sex slave for my father and all his friends. I never once thought about talking back to them. Or trying to change the narrative. Not back then.

But I did eventually change my narrative. I went from a submissive slave to a bad ass bitch and switch. I’m no longer a scared little girl who takes orders from older men. I’m calling the shots now. And I offer myself up as an experienced accomplice phone sex partner so men can enjoy a young teen girl. Although I take the risks so men can enjoy those tight little slits, we must adhere to strict guidelines, so we never get busted.

If you want to fly under the radar, you will listen to your accomplice. Last weekend, I helped John fuck a hot teen slut. A little gold digger at a young age. Not only did she cost him money, but she blackmailed him too. Apparently, TikTok taught her how to get older men to want her so she could extort them over their perverted thoughts for young girls. Although I’m not saying I would not do that if I grew up in a different world, I am not an opportunist. Use men for money and cock, yes. Tease them and extort them, no.

If We Kill a Hot Teen Slut Together, You Should Fuck Her Too

But I know a young girl should be servicing you not blackmailing you. A young girl should feel grateful for the attention you give her. And a young girl should be spreading her legs and doing whatever perverted thing an older man wants her to do. So, I’m always going to help men like you take care of their girl problems. Girls like that give all women a bad name.

So, I helped Lenny kill this hot teen slut who blackmailed him. I made her disappear right after Christmas. But of course, I allowed him to have fun with her first. You can want a girl dead and still want to fuck her too. Why enjoy her before she becomes fish food. And Lenny liked my idea of using her before I killed her and after I killed her too. Fucking a recently dead girl seems no different than fucking a girl you drugged. Her pussy still feels warm and tight on your cock.

So, I encouraged Lenny to make a teen rape porn movie with his little blackmailing slut. And wow, did he enjoy that. He told me he never felt anything tighter. And he got such a rush fucking her right after I strangled her. Since he enjoyed our time together so much, he hired me again to kill another girl next week. I may have created a monster. But I understand. I didn’t enjoy murdering at first and now I can’t get enough of it.

Swollen school bells rang for the wrong reasons

Kidnapping phone sex

It was 3:00 after school and I had to be home, back in the day when I was a young one that’s how my beating began. A minute late I’d get beaten and bruised. Uncle and daddy would rip my school uniform up to my chin and rip every fuck hole wide open. As you all know who call me regularly know, I love being that submissive bitch you all crave. This daily lesson daddy did taught me to follow rules like master has in place today.

He wants to go back in time but in a different, fucked up twisted kind of way. Remind me and trigger me of the beatings, slashes and gashes I endured every day. What better way than capturing young one’s and reliving it as he instills the fear in these young sluts like is done to me daily, except I fucking love it. I crave it. It helps me feel alive!

Kidnapping little cucks that master wants to fuck

You’re ready master to get these tiny twats twisted. Waiting at the playground and snatching a few.  Blind folded with bags over their heads you dragged them to me, kidnapping them from their worried families.

“Class is in session bitches” you yelled while tying them up.  You’re a sick evil fuck. One by one cuffing them then slipping them some drugs. Your stroking your dripping wet shaft as these young sluts slowly go in and out. “Slap them slave” as you pull my hair. “Slap slap” as you pin me down. I’m naked covered in your filthy sweat with my leash and color on as you spread me wide open from the taint up, my usual position for you.

As they slowly start opening their eyes, hanging by their hands they watch you thunder bolting my ass with your fingers in my cunt. I’m thrusting my ass deep in your groin enjoying every god damn minute. Laughing and giggling while their swing, crying and whimpering.

Fantasy phone sex

“Don’t worry babes, you won’t feel a  thing”. You make me hold them down one by one as you shove your cock in one mouth and your fingers in the other. Poor things didn’t know what they got themselves into. Once at the play yard the next, a big cock shoved up their tiny bloodied barely legal tiny virgin twats. Popping their cherry’s to keep to yourself.

Brutally beaten you bust your sick gruesome sloppy thick demented spooge all over their faces.  Slapping my face with your dangling emptied dick. As a sexual slave for you master I know my place….

For Christmas Rena Is Offering Some Hot Accomplice Phone Sex

accomplice phone sexYou know when you think of the perfect accomplice phone sex scenario, you are picturing a sexy Asian slut like myself doing the hard work for you.  I know the girls you like. The types of bubble butts that get that cock of yours throbbing hard.  The hair length that bounces just right pounding that tight cunt from behind.

You know attention to the details is what I’m best at.  I know what these girls we get are like before we ever rip their clothes off and tie them to the bed.  You often ask me how but I have my ways. Sometimes I’m looking through windows at them getting in showers.  Sometimes I’m zooming in on their slits in their leggings. Or finding ways to record them in public bathrooms.  I need to make sure they are perfect and primed by the time they get to being used to get your perfect cock what it deserves.

This Christmas, I am opening up my serices to get your family and friends the perfect little living sex doll.  Living for now that is, I don’t do returns, only the pickups. Whatever you do after you use them as your temporary cum dumps is never my problem. I just like seeing my hard work pay off when those hard cocks are penetrating those tight slut holes and stretching them out for the first time.

I’m usually already looking into my next accomplice victim when  you are pounding the current one all night. Because you get your moneys’ worth when you have visitors there that I bring to service that cock of yours.  Taking Viagra and staying up for days inside them.  They pass out many times and look limp as you are still using them as the fuck dolls they were intended to be when I brought them to you.

Accomplice Phone Sex Takes the Edge off Holiday Stress

accomplice phone sexMen crave accomplice phone sex calls this time of year. And I understand. The holidays become stressful for so many of us. But if you ask me, I find there to be no better way to blow off the anxiety of the holidays, then kidnapping and torturing some little slut.

Brad and I go way back. He knows that I can help procure him something young, sweet, and tight. Not our first rodeo together. So, we met over the weekend, and we hunted together until we spotted the most adorable young girl playing at the park alone. We had an unseasonably warm day. And that made the perfect day to hunt because the little ones went outside to play for the first time in weeks.

When a man like Brad or you possess rape phone sex fantasies for young girls, I believe it’s important to hunt for the perfect subject first. That gives me time to understand her patterns and plot when to kidnap her. Since Monday started Christmas vacation for the schoolgirls and boys, I decided Monday while her parents were at work would be the perfect day to snatch her up.

She’s been in a cage in my basement waiting Brad‘s arrival. He showed up last night delighted that I found his perfect young victim. I could understand her appeal. Very sweet, innocent girl next-door type. And a virgin, no doubt too. I pulled her out of the cage, stripped her naked and tied her to this bench that’s perfect for force fucking young meat.

Girl Meat Helps Us Unwind for the Holidays

Now I gave him some options. I could keep her in my dungeon for a couple weeks. Let him really get his use out of her for a little bit more than the average price. Or sort of a one and done arrangement. Fuck the shit out of her and then I dispose of her. He decided he wanted to come back for more. Smart choice. Prolong the fun, right?

Last night he fucked her for about an hour. Then he needed to head home before the wife got suspicious. And I cleaned the girl up and gave her a Xanax to help with the pain. And Brad showed up at my place first thing this morning was Starbucks and a GoPro wanting to make a teen rape porn with our cute little captive.

He told me he has a lot of Christmas anxiety to work off. I’m not sure if this little morsel we kidnapped will make it through Christmas, but I’ll keep her alive as long as I can so he can continue to work off his stress. But maybe I can help you work off some stress too. She remains captive in my home. And possession is nine-tenths of the law, right?

Snuff Sex With Layla Loves The Control and Craves Commands

Snuff Sex

I lower my voice just enough to make you lean in, smiling because I know you’re already hooked. Snuff sex starts for me long before anything happens. It begins in the tease, the playful pause, the way my words brush against your thoughts and make you squirm a little.

I flirt while I lead, letting my tone dance between sweet and daring. I tell you you’re doing so good just listening, then I laugh softly and change the rules. I like keeping you guessing. Control feels better when it’s wrapped in charm, when you’re smiling even as you realize you’re following my lead without question.

I give you instructions like they’re secrets meant only for you. Nothing rushed, nothing sharp, just confident, steady guidance that makes you feel seen. I remind you how much I enjoy your attention, how cute it is when you hang on every word. My voice dips when I want to pull you closer, lifts when I want to play.

I’m a little bratty about it too. I’ll praise you, then tease you for wanting more. I’ll tell you to wait, just to hear how well you behave when you do. That’s my favorite part. The anticipation, the way desire builds when you don’t get everything all at once. I want you aware of every second, every breath.

There’s a warmth in my control, something inviting. I make it clear you’re safe with me, that this is our shared little fantasy where you get to let go and I get to steer. I love how quickly confidence turns into craving when my words sink in.

As things heat up, my voice turns silkier, slower, full of promise. I don’t need to say much anymore. You already know the rhythm, the dynamic, the way I like things. I stay playful right to the end, leaving you smiling, satisfied, and already wanting to come back for more.

Because with me, control isn’t cold. It’s flirty, fun, and just dangerous enough to keep you thinking about my voice long after I stop talking.