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Deviant Nurse Malaya

I have always been interested in getting a nursing job, “GAGS!” Really, can you imagine me caring for sick people? There is a very small clinic where I live and I noticed they were hiring. I have no experience in traditional nursing but the physician was so entranced by me he didn’t ask for a resume or certificate. He asked if I could start immediately and I agreed.

Our first patient was in the waiting room or should I say mine as by now Ole Doctor Williams was tied up in the drug supply room. You know, he should have asked me for some proof, maybe a resume..ROFLMFAO. He cried like a sniffling little bitch when I put my knife to his throat and informed him of how things would be. I loaded my purse with drugs, ah lovely drugs and went to check out our patient.

He had this weird leering look when he saw what I was wearing. Not the typical scrubs but I am not your typical Nurse. I took him to Room 3, and he seemed rather confused as it had a gyno table. I told him not to worry and to get in the gown and I would return.  I came back and he was sitting in the gown. I told him to lay down, feet in stirrups and he began to try and leave. No one leaves Nurse Malaya! Fuck this, I yell and stab him with the needle holding a very strong sedative. I get him in stirrups and he wakes up to find he is in leather restraints with a ball gag over his mouth.

Now the twisted fun begins! I explain exactly what I plan on doing with the sharp scalpel in my hand. As he gets more out of the drug induced fog, he sees his wife standing over him. She is laughing and saying his balls are useless and making him a eunuch would be best for all. Now, I said sedative not painkiller. I take off his ball gag as I make the first cut. The screams of pain and terror fill the room. Sweet, sweet music to my ears!!

Deviant Nurse Malaya

Don’t Get The Wrong Idea Bitch

I know I have made it clear I am into pain, snuff and all things absofuckinglutely demented and depraved. I also love getting ink, and piercings and going out and getting wasted, dancing and whatever brings me pleasure …BUT….I do love fucking! Maybe just not with you. ROFLMFAO.

There are several kind of men and women that make my adorable, hot little twat wet and I wonder if that man is sometimes on the end of the phone. Do you look at my pictures and wonder what if you could have someone like me? Fucking doubtful dicksock.  I wonder what your wife would think if she saw you licking your laptop with your wormy dick out?

I know you imagine me riding you with my delicate hand wrapped around your throat. Do you wonder, are you scared, or do you need me to keep going till there is no life left in your worthless body.  Stop wondering and call me as the worst that can happen is I tell you to fuck off and hang up on you or the best thing will be….I don’t know that depends on our chemistry. There was this man last night….well piss off I don’t give anything away.

Maleficent Malaya

Without Repercussions

What if there was a special kind of day? If you know me at all, you can guess what would be legal for 12 hours.  It would be similar to the movie The Purge but my way. Of course, I say make it 24 hours to get out all those feeling that have been building up inside of you driving you mad. Imagine just going out picking up any pretty package you want and doing whatever demented act you were driven to commit.

Are you scared to actually snatch a present off of the shelf? That is where I come in, of course. I am fearless, and being an accomplice is my specialty.  Just keep a few things in mind when it comes to rules and restrictions…there fucking is none!  Since rape is an act of violence and control why stop with just that. I have a blood lust that must be filled. It is either her or perhaps you! Imagine the ease of not having to go in hiding and worry about DNA?

I know your sick urges go way beyond what you have confessed to me. No? That is fine with me as once you go on your way to TRY and snang one without me I will finish the Little’s off in Ivy style. I do wonder if you have the balls to handle taking one on your own?  Ready for some Anarchy with Goth Girl Ivy? Think you can hang?

Goth Girl Ivy, join me or run!

Ready? Let’s Play A Game

After a much needed night out of drinking, dancing and flirting, I am ready to pick my playmate. A tall handsome man at the bar has been buying me drinks all night but hasn’t said a word. He finally approaches me and asks if I am a domina. I laugh and tell him that I don’t know about that I am just your average girl. What is the fun if he knows from the get go he is prey. I suggest we take the party to my house and he quickly agrees. I am walking distance so we walk and talk about music, books and life.

We get to my house and have a few more drinks and I ask him if he likes games. I could tell by the look on his face that was a surprise but well he agreed. I told him this game is called “Drop the handle”. He says he never heard of that and would I explain the rules. I quietly without ceremony explained to him I would bind his balls and the longer it took him to come the bigger his chances of losing his balls would be. Somehow, I don’t think he quite believed me.

Before long, two of my friends entered the room and helped me restrain him. He still was treating this as a joke, or best case a hot foursome. One of the girls snapped her latex gloves and informed him once his balls were in the band it would be time for his prostate exam. Ah, by the look on his face he seems to be finally getting the rules of our game.

Evil Mistress Brianna

Happy Gratuitous Violence Day

So whatever tomorrow is that fucked up, made up day where people trade gifts of candy and get fatter. There is only one thing I like about a holiday with a lot of red, and that is red is the color of your blood when I slice your veins.

Men who want to please me know what I want as gifts and that is sharp, shiny things. Fuck, where was I going with this? I just got so into a rape scene, I forgot where I was heading. Ah yes, I have heard rumors that there is this man who fits everything I want. He takes girls, turns them into whores with promises of a better life and when they try to leave he threatens their family. He sounds like a fucking blast.

It gets so much better! Once he finds that special chick, she goes straight up the ladder to accomplice. Torture and snuff with a crowd of people who paid a large price watching. Sounds a little like Hostel which is one of my movies to get my hot, little snatch off with.

I was told about several of the spots he frequently visits so I find myself in a quandary when I find him. Do I make it clear I could be the best fucking accomplice he ever had or so I just seduce him, off him and take his place. Some white, a little red and screams always helps me to think. Call me and I might tell you what I decided on. Maybe I will be the one in need of an accomplice.

Pain, Pleasure and Frankie

Amusing fact is that if you look at my pretty things they could be for clubbing or for torture. I mean you could be following my hot little ass down a dark street thinking you are going to fuck some random bitch but well my weapons are my clothes. I am a great little actress and might pretend to cry but soon it will be YOU crying, begging, and screaming the sweet music to my ears.

My, my darling you have some huge heavy balls but the hair is most annoying. Let me rip that off for you. Hurts? Just a day in the life. No string, well we can’t have that so I will use the laces from my boots to tie them up nice and tight. Did you ever wonder how long till they go numb and could possibly fall off? Are you crying? You stopped the wrong chick, no doubt about that.

Some leather restraints I use for bracelets will do lovely to keep your hands behaving. Did that hurt cunt? Shut the fuck up because we have far from begun to play. Decisions, decisions ball gag or just listen to you scream? Let’s give it a go when I take the chain off my neck and whip your balls with it. Passing out already? I can’t have that so just a little wake up shot and playtime is back in session.

Fetish Frankie, I take my pleasure with your pain.

Ho Ho Ho You Big Fat Fuck

Christmas, whatever. I guess it keeps the annoying brats and mind numbing housewives off the streets. The stores are packed and the big, fat fucks are getting tired and most annoyed with nose running, greedy spawns sitting on their laps. I wonder what goes through their minds when they have a cute tiny ass sitting on them asking for gifts. Too fucking funny. I am waiting for the stores to close and the Santa’s to hit the bars. I can’t say I blame them after the day they had holding back that urge.

I quietly slink into a booth slamming down shots and waiting.  A man still in his stupid red suit approaches me. What comes out of his mouth is just too typical to repeat and I don’t do typical. I let him buy me a few drinks as he gets blasted. I help him out and to my car. I guess even jolly old fat fucks need sex. We get to my house and I help him down the stairs. Yes, I pushed him but help is help so be grateful I say.

When he comes to, he is stripped down and tied spread eagle on an old stained mattress. This is always one of my favorite parts when my prey becomes fully lucid. They are terrified. They might act like it is okay and that I will be sensually having my way but I can smell fear, and I thrive on it.  Then as I tease him with a knife and I tell him a little story about my mother’s dead boyfriend and our first Christmas together. Ah, he is now shaking, begging, crying and telling me he would never do such a thing. Sure, what the fuck ever. I am blood thirsty even more than normal. I guess it is those ugly red suits or maybe just maybe I just like playing with my knife.

Did I castrate him? Of course, I fucking did and then I gave him a choice. He could bleed out or I could take a hot curling iron and close the wound. He is screaming to loud to answer and I see his eyes begin to roll back in his HO HO HO fat ass face. Bu bye Santa!

Evilest of holidays to all. Snuff Queen Malaya

My Brother’s Room

My step brother moved away a long time ago but my mother keeps a room for him with lock on outside of door.  It was like that when I moved and whenever I visit I can see that nothing has changed. I noticed that this time the key was left in the lock. No one seemed to be home, so after all these years, I decided it was fate for me to see.

I opened the door in total shock. The room was clearly being used as a studio to make porn. Toys, sexy lingerie, a huge bed, swings and a fuck machine. My mother had to know as she made sure the room was kept locked till today.  I couldn’t help but look at what he had been doing. Much to my shock, my mom and brother were in a lot of the porn movies.

I heard my mothers car pull up and a lot of drunk laughing when they came in. I had a feeling they were about to fuck each others brains out so I hid in the closet to watch. I know watching my mother and brother fuck is pretty depraved but what the fuck? I swear as she rode his huge, thick cock he turned his head and winked at me.

xoxo Dirty Daphne

What’s it going to be?

You want me so bad you lick your tablet screen. Admit it fucker, there is nothing you won’t do for me. Isn’t the real question on your mind “what would I do for you’? That would be nothing, absolutely fucking nothing. You can beg, I love the sound of a man begging but not as much as the sound of cha ching as he pays me for fucking nothing but my voice and a gaze at my scrumptious curves.

Now, there are things I will do to you and I promise you, they will hurt! Not just a little slap or pinch BUT pain. Sweet, hot, salty tears of your pain. What are you waiting for, are you a pathetic cunt boy?

So this is how it is going to be. You want me? ROFLMFAO, get your toys and have your information ready because I have no patience for stammering stuttering dick socks. You do have a dick, or do you?  I don’t wait on people either, so do it NOW!

Fetish Frankie for all your fetish desires.

Bye, Bye balls

I get asked all the time to do modeling and porn. I actually had a fucker try to pay me $30.00 an hour to do a porn and he would be director, producer and stunt cock. Really? How fucking dumb would a bitch have to be to do that? Hey, but I figured he deserved a lesson for thinking I would do it. I fucking agreed and told him the condition was we went with my suggestions…okay demands really but it isn’t words we are going to mince.

I show up at the dumb fucks studio and see implements I know very well, tools of pain and torture. You really have the wrong chick you piece of shit. I see he has a bar and I tell him I would love a drink first, you know to loosen me up. He tells me to fix him one too. This is making things so much easier for me as I slip a pill into his drink.

We talk a bit about how things will go. Oh yeah sure I will be your subbie, sure you can fuck my face. LOSER! Soon he is feeling the effects of the pill and slumps against the couch. The sleep effects don’t work for long but he will be fully awake and completely immobilised soon. I thought about calling over some friends, but Usually I work alone. This way no one opens their dick trap and I get away home free.

He woke up nude with several cut marks as I cut of his clothes and played a bit with my knife. I do love sharp things. I tell him not to worry as he won’t be needing clothes ever again. Now it is time to play. Those stilettos he asked me to wear are right over his balls. I tease him a bit with my heel and then step on them.  He lets out a loud scream. PUSSY!  I look around the room at what he planned to use on my sweet little body. Oh, this is really going to hurt I tell him. He begs, I laugh he begs more and I take the hammer and smash his balls making him count it down. He misses a number, or at least I didn’t hear it through his screams. Looks like we will have to start back at one. This is going to be one hell of a video!!

Ball Busting Malaya