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The Soccer Mom

Taboo Phone Sex

Ahhhh.  The Soccer Mom.  The topic of many of conversation.  I fucking HATE Soccer Moms.  They for the most part are just slaves to their families.  To me slaves are to be abused, used, and then tossed aside when they are done being useful.  However, they can be used for other things.  Things that the common person would never think of using them for.

Take for instance Leslie.  Leslie used to live very close to me, her and her three little demons. I would see her loading them up into their minivan, yelling for them to hurry up, her looking like she had been tortured by a make up artist on crack.  She was just a fucking mess.  To top it all of, she was just a bitch.  She thought her little vagina bullets were the best things on earth.  The fuck they were.  Three tiny little bitches in training to be just like their Mother.

You know about my friend.  I have mentioned him so many times in my blogs before.  He was over when he heard Leslie screaming for her bitches to get in the damn van, they were late!  He started to laugh and told me he had an idea.  He stayed at my place until Leslie got home, as soon as she pulled up, he hauled ass over to her driveway.  I had no clue what the hell he was doing.  I saw him point at me in the window and Leslie waved at me.  Her idiot botched abortions started to run toward my place.  My friend was walking behind them with Leslie.

I opened the door and gave him a WTF look, he winked at me.  I just shrugged, as soon as the door shut he picked up the poker from my fire place and cracked Leslie across that back of the head with it.  The bitches started to wail.  He walked over to them and smacked them all across the face, they shut up pretty damn quick.  He looked at me and told me to help him.  We hauled the baby maker up the stairs, stripped her, tied her up, gagged her, then tied the wee bitches together and tethered them to the radiator.

Once the Soccer Mom woke up, it was torture time.  Have you ever smelled burnt flesh? The way his dick jumped when he held that knife blade against her skin right after he held the blow torch to it was amazing to watch.  When he was done there was no more Leslie, and her bitch babies were full of his cum, and full of his knife blade wounds.

Roleplay Phone Sex

Roleplay phone sexRoleplay phone sex is so much fun for me when I am completely in charge and I have the ability to highlight my sadistic abilities. When you show up at my house I open the door wearing only my bra, a tiny black skirt and some stockings. You reach for me right away, but I stop you and say “Don’t you want to role play my fantasy first, Baby?” You reluctantly say yes, so I lead you to my play room. I ask you to lay on the bondage table, so you do. You seem a little nervous as I tie up your left arm and leg, then work my way to your right leg and arm. I double and triple check your bindings to make sure you are snug and securely tied down.

You stare at me as I walk around you several times just observing my handiwork. As you tried to speak I shoved a cock shaped gag in your mouth and latched it shut. It was this moment you noticed her sitting in the corner intently watching as I prepared you for what was about to happen next. In almost a whisper I explain to you that your wife was here because I called her. I called her right after I had first heard from you, and she paid me to help her get rid of you. I might have done it for free if she would’ve told me you hit her. Ah, but I digress – since you are a miserable worthless cock sucking piece of shit, your wife and I have decided to kill you slowly and painfully.

I hook electrodes up to your nipples, and one on the tip of your cock. I place one on each ball sac, then I press a button on the bed that raises your hips and gives me full access to your ass. I slide a cattle prod in your ass as far as it will go and I press the button. Your whole body jerked and I couldn’t help but laugh. Your sweet innocent wife is over there laughing her ass off too. She decided to hit the button on all the other electrodes and your whole body convulsed. Your cock was mysteriously harder than I’d ever seen it before. Your wife comes over and sits on your face, just rubbing that pussy all over you, and the gag won’t let you taste her will it.

I start stroking your cock as I work a steel sound down the shaft. I continue to stroke your cock but I pick up the pace. You start to scream behind the gag, but it’s no use – nobody can hear you. I stroke faster and faster, as your wife rubs her cunt allover your face bringing herself to a very satisfyingly hard orgasm. This causes your cock to spasm and you feel her cum all over your face. I squeezed as hard as I could, and you blew your load, and you were upset because the result of an orgasm while sounding is very painful. This continues on for several more hours until you can’t take it anymore, I lean over your face and suffocate you with my tits. I listen as you draw your last breath, and I’m sure I heard birds singing and chirping as they danced across the sky. This roleplay with you is one my favorites because you are unable to speak or move through most of it.

TikTik

taboo phone sexShe lays there mesmerized by her growing belly.  She places soft hands upon her stretched out skin, feeling the little parasite move beneath her flesh.  She grabs her husband’s hand and places it on the rolling movement.  He smiles and kisses her forehead.  Soon they would become Parents, their whole family is excited, the very first rug rat is to arrive within days.  Her husband turns off the lights, he kisses his pregnant wife one last time, and just to be cute, he kisses her stomach.

She wasn’t sure how long she had been asleep but she woke up startled.  She looked at the clock and tried closing her eyes to go back to sleep, but something was off.  She opened her eyes, lifted up her head and listened.  She heard the slight breeze outside, then felt the breeze on her leg.  She didn’t remember leaving the window open, but perhaps her husband had gotten up and opened it.  Lord knows this being inside her belly made her hot one moment then cold the next.  She smiled and laid her head back down.

The ticking noise started in the far corner of the room.  She lifted her head once again, squinting her eyes to try to see into the thick darkness.  There it was again, this time it was coming toward her.  The hair on the back of her neck stood up, she reached out to wake her husband.  He wasn’t there.  She sat up and screamed his name, his body; limp, lifeless, was thrown from the corner.  She began to scream as the long, forked tongue wound it’s way out of the dark.  It flicked at the air around her stomach, she tried to slap it away, but it continued to it’s target.

Her eyes became wide with fear as the tongue plunged down into her navel, her body was wracked with pain.  She started to grab at the sheets, the night stand, she even prayed, but she was well beyond prayer.  From the corner came the creature to which the tongue came from.  It was grey, hairless, thin, it’s mouth was open to display row upon row of needle point teeth.  It jumped to the ceiling then down on top of her.  It continued to drink from her swollen stomach, she tried to fight it off, but nothing could save her, nor her fetus. 

In a matter of minutes the Aswang had had it’s fill, it disengaged it’s tongue, raked it’s claws over her now still body then made it’s way out of the open window to return to the nightmares from which it came. 

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

Torture Phone Sex

torture phone sex

I brought in a medium sized package from the next room. There I found my captive, a young teenage girl who had spent several hours secured with chains to a steel table. I opened
the package. In my right hand, I held up the ornate metal object smiling approvingly. One end of the object consisted of four oval bronze leaves perfectly nested, each one covering half
of the leaf next to it. Together the four leaves formed an ovoid sphere. The other end of the object consisted of a large screw connected to a handle. I showed the object to my captive. Her hysteria turned into a silent abject fear. I brushed aside one of her tears and spoke. “Sweetie…this little toy is called a the ‘Pear of Anguish’. It DOES look like a pear, doesn’t it?” I did not
wait for an answer. “I found this little toy in a museum of medieval torture when I was vacationing in Salzburg last summer. I fell in love with it as soon I saw it. So, when I returned to the
states, I commissioned a sculptor who works with metal to make me one. Wasn’t that clever of me?” She started to cry again. I continued. “So, here’s the fun part! I am going to insert the pear into you vaginally. As you can see, it’s only a little bigger than a tampon. So…no problem. Then, I am going to ask you trivia questions. Each time you guess incorrectly, I will twist the handle of the pear one rotation counterclockwise, and the leaves of the pear will separate a bit applying pressure to your vaginal wall. And with each turn the pain becomes that much more unbearable. Oooh…I’m so excited! I can’t wait to play!” She screamed. I looked at her with mock disdain. “Tsk tsk…no complaining before the game even starts, young lady.” I forcibly spread her legs and carefully inserted the pear in her vagina. When I finished, I smiled. “OK, sweetie…ready for your first question?”

Death Party With Our Neighbor

Bianca

 Aria and me were at home late at night partying real hard. When we heard our neighbors fighting. The lady kicked her husband out like she does every week, yelling down the street at him that she should just end him. Aria went to the door and invited him in telling him that it’s raining and he does not need to be outside in it. He came in and he saw the lines of powder on the table and our bottles of vodka and rum. We told him that he could stay here with us and party and get wild. He is always looking at us outside so we knew he would be down for a little partying. We did a few lines and chugged some vodka. We were all wasted within the first hour. Aria and me started kissing him and sliding our hands down his legs rubbing his dick through his pants making him want us. Aria walked him to the bedroom where she pushed him down on the bed pulled his pants down and began sucking his cock. I grabbed his arms tying them up to the bedpost with my scarf. Climbing on top of his face,fucking his tongue so hard as Aria bounced harder and harder on top of his dick. He was struggling trying to get me off of his face so he could breathe but I just started grinding harder on his face till we felt his body go limp. I climbed off of his face and switched places with Aria so that I could feel his lifeless body against mine as I rode his dick. The door bell rang Aria looked out the window and said it was the fucker’s wife. She laughed and said maybe we should invite her in she may be happy we did what she couldn’t do.

Aria

Accomplice phone sex Indigo

Accomplice-phone-sex-IndigoAs I stand here watching you I can’t help but smile.  There you are in the mall sitting on that bench “pretending” you are texting some one.  When in all out reality your little cell phone is snapping pictures of that little girl right in front of you.

Her and her mommy are oblivious.  However I can spot some one like me a million miles away.  Yes you are definitely like me.  I have my own little collection of innocent girls stored on my phone.  I know exactly what you are going to do when you get home too.  You are going to pull out that pair of little girl panties you stole from your niece, look at that picture on your phone and jacking your dick like there is no tomorrow. 

You thought no one knew your dirty secrets?  I also know about that secret folder of links on your computer’s favorites list and that file of picture you have collected and labeled in a folder with a file name you think no one will ever look in.  I know about the panties and how many loads of cum have crusted their soft fabric.  I also know about the the legal school girl porn that you watch wishing you knew where to find the “real deal”, but sadly you are a little to afraid to have such a thing on your computer.

I know all of your dirty secrets.  Now I will tell you how I know them.  Because you are JUST LIKE ME !  The only difference is I love who I am and now my goal is to  bring you over here to my world….