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Spring Is In The Air

       

Can’t you just smell it?  People are finally out and about again. Coats and boots are gone, making the way for shorts, bikini’s, and sexy dresses, sexy feet with painted toenails, and sandals. Oh yes, bring it on!

                     How you love this time of the year, but guess what you pervert? Your wife hates it. Remember how every year her mom seems to get sick and she leaves for months? That’s all on you. I do have a plan, a plan that will make life easier for all involved. See you at 1 pm, do not be late. 

You’re clearly way too excited when you arrive. You see I’m dressed for a bit of a road trip. I blindfold you and help you to my car.

We drive for a bit and you’re quite busting at the seams to know what I have planned. 

        I help you in the building. You try to pull off the blindfold, but I don’t allow it. You smell perfume, you feel a soft hand help you down onto a table of some sort. You’re thinking that you’re in for one hot time! You can’t believe your luck. Did your wife set this up? 

I gently kiss you and whisper in your ear. “Sleep darling, it will all be over soon.”  When you awake, you’ll be a new sort of man. 

 

Written By: Brianna
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Piss Off

 

      All long day of working out in the sun makes a person rather fucking thirsty. Every day you come into the little café I own and stare at me. You ask for a tall glass of iced tea with mint and lemon. You stir it until the ice melts, while you fucking stare. You smile, walk past me and head for the bathroom. The other patrons begin to complain as they wonder what is taking you so long in there.

              I begin to notice something odd, even for you. The bathroom seems spotless once you use it. Are you trying to get a job as a janitor? You’re one strange fucker.  

Next day, same situation. We are out of iced tea, but I fucking wonder? I don’t even try to hide what I am about to do. I smile at him, take a tall amber colored tea glass, and head for the bathroom. I hold it under my pussy and piss until it’s almost full.

Clumsy woman, I got a bit of piss on my panties. I wring them out into the glass and head back to the man. I hand him the glass and wink.

Drink my tangy, warm piss. 

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Written By: Malaya Maxxx
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Twisted and Violent

It takes a lot to get me excited and a fucking hell of a lot to get me off.  Some of you men and your boring vanilla calls and role-plays do nothing for me. I need to be stimulated in the most fucked up of ways.

Care to join me?

                           Filthy, nasty, twisted, sick, and violent is how I like my calls. When you’re as jaded and have seen it all like me, normal, and vanilla just doesn’t do it. I’m feeling very violent today and would fucking love to fuck someone up. 

                           How about you? That snooty blonde that lives across the street. She thinks her shit doesn’t stink, doesn’t she? You’ve tried to talk to her, but she walks away. What a fucking cunt!

Let’s plan to get revenge on her.

I knock on her door, pretending I’m lost. I engage her and quickly push the needle into her arm. We take her to her bedroom and strip and tie her up.

She is waking now. Let’s fucking play!

 

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
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Lonely Loser

You’ll be all alone on Valentine’s Day, yet again. Of course you will, you fucking worthless loser. Just stand in front of the mirror where the answer is staring you right in the face. That thing between your legs is rather annoying. That’s the trouble with men with big dicks, they just don’t know how to use them. 

I have the perfect attitude adjustment for you. The lovely ladies won’t be able to get enough of you once we’re done. Let’s first take care of the problem you seem to have with your hands. Let me just bind them together. Perfect!

Having issues keeping your legs up high? Like you tell the ladies, exercise is good for you. Feel the burn. Speaking of the burn, let me just make a little cut right where all the trouble is. Come on now, it didn’t hurt THAT much. 

Ready to go home to your loving wife? There’s a huge surprise waiting for you. Hurry home!

                 

 

Written By: Brianna
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Happy Birthday, Darling

   

We both know why you’re here this evening. Your wife told you I would take good care of you. It’s your birthday today and you do trust me, don’t you? She promised you on this very special birthday, she would let you fuck another woman. I feel so very lucky, that it’s me you picked.        

Why not get cozy first and talk for a bit.  Let me pour you a drink and help you off with those clothes. Much better, yes?  Better slow down stud, I mean look at you already rock hard. 

I have planned something so very special for our night together. That’s it, close your eyes and let the drug take effect. Something a little kinky? Let’s get those legs in the stirrups and your arms above your head. Perfect.

                Good Morning!  It’s okay, you’re just a little sore from the castration.

 

 

Written By: Brianna
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God Damn Cunt Of A Man

Fucking hell, you really aren’t much of a man, are you? Look at you and your goddamn flabby ass. You made me so mother fucking sick that I just want to vomit in your face. Are you fucking kidding me, THAT got your clit to twitch? 

Oh no, you don’t! Don’t you dare try to back away from me. You are a little fucking cunt of a man, and I intend to treat you as such. 

Assume the position, head back and on your knees. Why should I sit on the hard, cold toilet seat, when I have your ugly fucking face to sit on?  Beg me for it, beg me to let you suck my shit like a dick. Fuck, you are so goddamn gross!

You know what? I have totally had enough of you.

Get on all fours and crawl to the pen. If you displease me, it will be the choke collar for you.

Get to fucking crawling, bitch.

 

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
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Merry, Go Fuck Yourself

               

    I so fucking seriously hate this time of the year. Hands out, bells fucking ringing, just annoyance every where I go.  I do have a life, and really can’t escape all the nonsense. I lost Whamageddon, as soon as I entered the Pharmacy. Like I fucking said, I hate this time of the year. 

                     I was paid well to do a lame photo shoot, so now on to the bar to get obliterated. I listened to a conversation where this man was complaining  about his wife. She just doesn’t seem to get the fact he likes it a little rough. He likes his balls to be beat up. Punk music to my ears. 

    I ever so politely asked if I could help with that. He laughed, said I was such a tiny, and girly little thing. He said I couldn’t hurt a tiny kitten. That story is for another time, because hell fucking yes, I could hurt a kitten. 

               More details blah blah blah, and he was now naked, scared, and at my home. The drug I gave him had worn off and he was soon wide awake. He struggled against the leather ropes and then let out a loud moan. Ah, his tied up balls are beginning to turn a lovely shade of blue.

    He tried to beg, plead, and apologize. So annoying, but that’s what ball gags are for.  Merry Christmas, loser! 

 

 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx
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Give Till It Hurts

             I have something very special for you under my tree. Come closer love. I know you so well, don’t I?  You’re getting a bit hard looking at my red stiletto heels. Are you wondering if I took off the heel caps and sharpened them a bit? Only the best for you, darling.

                    Let’s get you out of those tight, restricting pants.  Such beautiful trophy balls, it’s almost a shame to destroy them. I did say, almost. 

                     It looks like that hard-on is going to get in my way. Let me slap it down quickly. Naughty thing! I think your balls need a very hard yank and twist. Now we’re getting into the spirit of it all. 

                         Are you ready for your present? Maybe not, but I’m ready to give it to you. Just look at my beautiful, new, shiny Burdizzo clamp. I promised you something special, now didn’t I? 

My mouth is just watering thinking about the mischief I could do to those trophy balls.  That isn’t all that is watering. Maybe, just maybe when we’re done, I’ll allow you to service my pussy.

 

Written By: Brianna
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CBT and Femdom

Imagine your cock and balls bound and held in the hands of a bitch Dominatrix intent on making your poor penis suffer!
You look at the sly grin on my face as I reach into my little bag of tricks. I retrieve a hideous looking instrument of sexual torture.
The Goddess is ready! Are you???
Does this sound like the type of CBT/Femdom/BDSM sexual fantasy you’d like to explore? Just turn down the lights, grab a drink, pick up the phone, and call me to start enjoying your favorite CBT or Femdom BDSM Fantasy.
Don’t be a wimp!

 

Written By: Goddess Jezzabelle
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BDSM Phone Sex with Mistress Koko

The sight of my whip makes you quiver. You know that you’re in for an exciting BDSM session. Strategically placed pain stimulates you. 

I bind your hands and ankles, and place nipple clamps on you. I use my vibrator on your cock and your ass. I massage your prostate, pour hot wax on your body, and whip your cock and balls.

You moan and cry out, but you don’t ask me to stop. You have your safe word, but you don’t use it. Pain turns you on. Pain reminds you that you’re alive. There’s a rush of endorphins, like a runner’s high. Most people do not understand how you can experience this much pain, yet alone find it exciting, even pleasurable. 

At the end of the session, you’re relaxed and as timid as a kitten. All the stress has been released, and you’re calm and serene. 

 

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Written By: Mistress KoKo
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