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Twisted Fetish Phone Sex

You have that twisted, sick, dark side and your perversion runs deep, so much deeper than vanilla sex will ever go. Your sweet, stay-at-home wife would never dream of you face fucking her blue. Though I must admit, the thought of me holding her down while you violate her holes seriously is fucking hot and makes my wet cunt ache for it. You know this fetish whore would beg for it! You lust for something extreme. The desire to be deviant grows as fast as your aching cock grows bigger. You’re only missing one ingredient to complete your kinky, fetish dish…a willing whore.

I will do it all and then some for you, to you or with you. Pick your fetish and call me. 

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Written By: Harleyhttp://theklassykat.com/user_images/tkk_harley.jpg
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The New Girl

There’s a new girl in my office. Usually, this would be great. It’s nice to have a little of the load taken off of me but she’s trying to take too many of my “duties.” She comes dressed in skimpy clothes and flirts with all the guys. Sorry, sweetie.. there’s only room for ONE office slut, and that’s my job.

I pulled her aside one day to explain this to her, and she only laughed and tossed her hair as she went back out to the men. That was her first mistake. I decided that she really needed a lesson. She wanted to be a little slut, I would make sure she was treated like one. I told her that she and I had to stay over one night and finish up a project for the boss. She jumped at the chance to suck up to him a little more and agreed.

Once everyone was gone, I called out to her to join me in the boss’s office. She walked into the dark room and flipped on the light. Her eyes widened as she seen the 12 men I had waiting for her. She tried to slowly back out, but I grabbed a handful of hair and threw her right in the middle of them. They laughed as they started ripping her clothes off. She begged me to help her, but I just looked down at her and smirked. “You wanted to be the center of attention, now you are.”

I told the boys not to show any mercy and definitely not to take “NO” for an answer. I walked out of the room and shut the door behind me. I could still hear her screams and moans as I walked down the hall.

I sat at my desk and finished the project. The boss was so disappointed that she didn’t help me. He let her go the next day, and I’m still the favorite office slut.

 

Written By: Abby
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Your Accomplice Alexis

It’s Halloween time and nothing turns me on the most is guiding my dirty callers to do the sick shit that they already really want to do. Call me the Accomplice. An accomplice in crime. That is exactly what I want to do with you, shit that is illegal. Torture, murder, rape, and pedo.

I actually prefer that you are trying to resist. I love encouraging you to be bad.

Evil is what causes you to do the sick shit you do. You can’t resist my spell! Give into your nastiest fantasies and call me. 

 

Written By: Alexis
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The Perfect Girl

 

We went to the mall to pick out the perfect little girl. You tell me you want a young teen, a sassy, young teen that knows she’s sexy.

I saw the perfect girl prancing around in her micro-mini and those platform shoes, twitching her hot ass as she walks by. Obviously, a big cock tease, yet probably still an innocent little virgin. She was perfect but you saw something better and a little younger.

You pick out the perfect little redhead. Perky little titties. Gorgeous little flirty smile, she’s perfect in every way.

While you head back to your place, my job is to figure out how to convince this unknowing little girl back to his house.

As I devise the evil plan in my head, all I can think about is the shock that will be on her face when she discovers there’s a very mean man waiting patiently for me to bring him his pretty little redheaded gift.

The things we did to that little girl…….my pussy is still dripping!

 

Written By: Alexis
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Hard

     

     Men have used many words to describe me. Calling me beautiful, sexy, amazing, and so on. It means nothing to me. I’m more than blonde hair and big tits. I’m rather hard. I take what I want, and I fuck who I want. 

          Men ask if I want to be their accomplice. Afraid not. Maybe if you’re worthy, you can be mine. Just what makes a man a worthy playmate? Looks, money, and certainly free to travel at my command. 

The set-up? A quiet little town, where the young boys and girls are bored to tears. We rent a big house in the hills and become friendly with the locals. We tell the parents we’re doing hiring and the interviews are at our rented home. 

The first few interviews were normal, nothing untoward. By the third day, I begin to spike the drinks. I pay off the parents who pretend they don’t know what’s going on, but oh trust me, they know! 

 

Written By: Brianna
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Do It For Me

 

 

            Summer left with a sad whimper, but maybe if you’re lucky, your Fall will begin epically.

When you and your friends get together, don’t you want to tell them stories to make them so envious?  You do understand you’ll need my services for something such as that. 

  You’re just so clueless and have no idea how to read the signs. See the tiny thing walking alone with her head down? She very much needs attention and any form of it will do. Get my drift? 

See the two pretty blondes laughing and teasing?  They’re looking to try some drugs to rebel against their parents. Offer them some at your house. Invite some of your buddies and fuck the little cunts up.

Do you know what the real present is? The special secret your friends will love?  The woman who cleans your house, she has a daughter, doesn’t she?  Tell her she doesn’t need to pay for daycare, her daughter can just hang here while she cleans. How cute is she in her pink shorts and pink socks with lace? 

Now, you know what to do, don’t you? Make mommy an offer she couldn’t possibly say “no” to. 

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
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Intrusive Thoughts

             You had your first violent dream when you were too young to even know what rape was. It was about your pretty neighbor and her daughter. You dreamt  that when you were finished with her, you went to her daughter’s room. When you woke up, your sheets were wet.

The dreams continued and you found you couldn’t wait until bedtime. A few years later, the dreams entered your head with very intrusive thoughts. It was hard to even concentrate. Those twisted thoughts gave you the most exciting feelings in your pants.

You decided to take a year off before entering college. You’re quite brilliant and graduated years before your friends.  You backpacked through Europe and found the very exciting hostels.

The first person was a street kid and who would miss her. The second was a prostitute. You figured she got what she deserved. Now you needed more, something even more risky. Perhaps, taking the girls and boys from the hostel?

You could do that, of course, but why? Woman are attracted to your looks and intelligence. Don’t you think it’s time to hit up one of those snobby five star hotels and to take what you want?  

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
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Sleepaway Camp

     I know it makes no sense to most, but I love being a Jr. counselor at camp. It’s fun being in charge and making the campers do whatever I want! Plus, the riding instructor wants to fuck me, so he does whatever I ask. I made him get a bunch of booze for our first cabin party.

The pay here is really minimal, but I found some interesting ways to make bank.  That is where the booze and the sexy lingerie I brought fit in.

Once the boring counselors are asleep, the party begins. I get the girls drunk and into sexy lingerie. They don’t know it, but I’m live streaming it all. Drunk girls dancing around and kissing each other. We need boys too. I text the riding instructor, hiking instructor, and even the cook.

You know they get so fucking horny looking at those tight, young bodies. I sure do remember when I was a camper!

The guys have arrived and the girls are drunk and horny. Now, it’s a fucking party! 

 

Written By: Torrie
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Daddy’s Fishing Cabin

      I’m so excited! This summer I am finally old enough to go with daddy to his fishing cabin. Daddy goes every year and mommy never joins him. Just me and daddy!

I’m told to pack light. Shorts, tops, and a bathing suit. I can’t wait! I’ve never even seen pictures of his cabin.

It’s a long drive and I fall asleep.

When we finally get there, I’m a bit confused. Where is the lake? Where is the boats? It’s not even a cabin, but a shack. I ask daddy and notice his whole demeanor has changed. He seems mean and a bit angry at me. He tells me to take a quick shower.

I finish my shower and look for daddy. It seems the shack has a basement. How odd.  I open the hatch and immediately I smell something, like rotten meat.

              Daddy is wearing a big apron and is using his chain saw on something. I slowly climb down the later. Daddy smiles and hands me an apron. 

         

Written By: Baby Bethany
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Breaking The Girl

 Money can buy anything, can’t it?  You have lots of it, but have become so very, very bored. Women just throw themselves at you because of your money and your good looks. 

         You have bought many things from the dark web. Porn, drugs, weapons but never a person, until yesterday. You found my cute, little ad and you immediately contacted me to put in your order. 

Young, tiny, skinny, and innocent. You’ve been fooled before by escorts and you hope I don’t try to pull a fast one and arrive with someone older. 

       I drive for hours with your purchase in my trunk. A deserted farm house, the things nightmares are made of. I take her in and get the rest of my fee. I give you your final instructions on what to do with her when you’re done. 

You take her to the barn. She’s coming out of her drug haze to see what are clearly implements of torture. She looks around to see you both are not alone. The last thing she remembers before the drugs all take effect is seeing her mother and father nude and putting their hands all over her. 

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
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