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A Dark, Quiet Hotel

   

   It began as a rather boring night. My hotel is usually packed with Halloween parties, but not this year.  It was just me at reception, and a few of the staff. No room service, but when asked nicely, I will help our guest with their needs.

We had a handful of people with reservations due to arrive soon. It was storming out, and the lights were flickering. After our last quests checked in, I locked us in for the night and went to my room. 

I was just about to enjoy a hot bubble bath and a glass of wine when the lights went out. I lite some candles and got in the tub. My cell was by my side in case any of the guests needed me. I was toweling off when a frantic guest called me.

I dressed and went to find him. I was very confused since as far as I knew there was no guest in room 333. I knocked with no answer. I knocked yet again, then let myself in. Still no one. 

I could see what the problem might be. The sheets on his bed looked horrible. Gray with red streaks. What in the world? I grabbed some clean ones and began changing his sheets. I thought I heard someone there. There was no one in the room but me. Then I felt hands on my body, as my face was pushed into the mattress. I was getting rather annoyed. I was getting a very needed hard, hot fucking but with whom? Whenever I would turn to look, there was no one there. He pounded me till I could barely walk. It was one of the best fucks I have ever had.

I woke up in room 333 alone. I was sore, wet, and cum was dripping from all my holes. The lights were back on. I went to my room to clean up before going to reception.  I checked the books, inquired about the man in 333.  Much to my surprise, I was told there was no room 333.

No Halloween plans? Spend it with me, and give me the ghost fuck of my life. 

 

Written By: Valentina
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When A Hot Fetish Chick Asks You Out On Halloween

                    Aren’t you the lucky little fucker.  You were asked out by a fetish chick. You can’t believe your incredible luck. You have tried for years, and I always say “fuck no”. 

You’re feeling pretty fucking proud of yourself. You buy new clothes, get a fleek haircut, and you ask my friends where you should take me. They tell you I love romantic kid friendly restaurants with no booze. My friends are so evil, and you’re so gullible. 

                     You arrive at my house with flowers and candy. Candy? You bring me candy? You’re confused because I’m not dressed to go out. You think maybe you have the wrong night. Then you get this glimmer of hope that I’m dressed for a night in with you. What did one of your friends say? They made a joke about never going out with a hot, unusual chick on Halloween because you might end up a sacrifice. You laugh, and you’re feeling pretty happy with yourself. A hot chick, lingerie and a night in. That has to mean sex. You’re now strutting around and feeling super proud. 

          We go into a dark room lite with black candles.  There’s plastic on the hardwood floor. I tell you it’s for when I do body painting. You’re intrigued when I demand you strip. You wonder if I’m going to paint you, fuck you or both. You mention that my painting supplies look dangerous. You nervously laugh. I shed my clothes. With my painting tool in my hand, I mount you.  You can’t believe this. No foreplay? Just hot, wild fucking? My eyes go wild, they’re red and glowing. You see I am holding a knife, not a painting tool. Your heart is beating so fast, you feel my hot cunt grab your cock as I cum.  The blade is sharp, cold and scary. You assume it’s a Halloween joke. I slash your throat, and bathe in your hot, deep red blood.

          If a hot fetish chick asks you out on Halloween, you can be sure you’re a blood sacrifice. Happy Murder Day. 

 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx
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Email: malayamax@aol.com

 

Brianna Unhinged

     Sometimes I can get a bit carried away when it comes to my deviant sexual behavior.  When I meet a handsome new man, I really try and behave.  Of course, girls will be girls.

When I see big, fat shaved balls and a big thick cock, I just have the insatiable desire to wack it right off. Once the men get used to the idea that they can only please me with their mouths, they sort of give into the idea.

Maybe that isn’t exactly true. Once they’re restrained, they realize they have no choice. Then comes the begging and crying.  Music to my twisted little soul.

The most useful part of Halloween is that they think it is part of my act. My implements of torture just go with my costume. They’re even up for going to a dirty, trashy, abandoned building with me. It’s all fantasy till someone gets hurt bad!

  We have a few drinks together and I take you away in handcuffs. You’re getting into the spirit, and willingly go with me. I take us to a very bad part of town. We go into an old abandoned asylum. I tease you, flirt with you and soon I have you strapped to an old hospital bed. You see different tools on an old table. They’re dirty, rusted and bloody. 

You’re starting to get very scared as you realize this isn’t for fun anymore. The first cut makes you scream, the second cut makes you pass out. Aren’t you the pussy. I slap you till you’re awake and resume my castration. 

   Happy Halloween. Say goodbye to your manhood. 

 

Written By: Brianna
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Email-badgirlbrianna4phone@gmail.com

CBT Phone Sex with Mistress KoKo

For you, there is a very blurred line between pain and passion, agony and ecstasy.

There are many reasons why one would seek pain to intensify his sexual experience.

Let me help you find your bliss after a very harsh CBT session. I’ll make your balls ache and make you moan out my name over and over as you get pulled deeper and deeper into your CBT session.

Your ass will be bright red and pink streaks from my whip, your nipples will burn as the teeth of the clamps dig in so tight, your balls bound, and your cock cruelly and sweetly tortured.

You are mine. I know just what you need, so set up a CBT session with me now!

 

Written By: Mistress KoKo
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Putting Me in My Place

Sometimes I need a strong, white man to put me in my place. There’s one man in particular who really knows how to use a black slut like me. He treats me like a useless hole for his dick and that’s exactly how it should be. He calls me names and slaps me around when I don’t respond as a black whore should. I get punished with a big white cock tearing my ass apart.

Sometimes he’ll bring in a white woman to help him use me the way I should be used. He’ll allow me to turn the tables on the white bitch he brings with him. I can use her and call her names, but I still have to call her ma’am because she’s a perfect white woman.

I’m a good little slave and take all of his white cum, even if I have to suck it out of his white bitch’s ass. When he finally gives me his final load, I feel like a proud little black slut for making his white dick happy. I love being a slave to white cock.

 

 

Written By: Jasmine
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Helping Out Around the Farm

I have a caller that has the BEST fantasy for us to play out. He’s the owner of a farm and has a prized stud that he needs my help in taking care of. He hires me to come over and make sure that he has everything that he needs. Everything!

He and his partners bring him out of his stall for me to pet and love on. They know what a farm slut I am and that I’ll do an amazing job making him happy.

As they watch me use my mouth and body on him, they can’t resist taking out their hard cocks. Once I’ve satisfied the beautiful stud, I have to satisfy them. They don’t care that my body has been used and my pussy is gaping open. They can’t wait to take their turn and shove their dicks in balls deep.

It’s the best fantasy for a little farm slut like me!

 

 

Written By: Ashton
Call Ashton @ 1-866-934-2148
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Summer Memories

When I was a teenager, I lived next door to a really fun couple. They also had a huge pool and told me that I was more than welcome to use it anytime that I wanted.

Late one night, I saw that they seemed to be out for the night. It was after midnight and they still hadn’t come home, so I decided to take advantage and do a little skinny dipping. I had just gotten in and swam a few laps when I saw the lights come on in the house. I sunk into the water a bit and hid from their view. It wouldn’t have mattered though. I could see inside and they were absolutely devouring each other. I knew that I shouldn’t watch, but I couldn’t look away.

He had her pressed against the wall and was on his knees eating her pussy like he was starving. I could see her legs shaking and she was screaming and trying to push him away. He got off his knees, but forced her on hers. I watched his ass clench as he pumped his cock down her throat.

My fingers went to my pussy and slid inside. It was just too much to resist. He bent her over the couch and had a perfect view of his long cock sliding in and out. They were both screaming now. I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming myself. I saw his body shiver and knew that he was cumming inside of her. I let myself sink under the water so that I could let out my orgasm.

I came back up and the house was dark again. I quickly got out and made my way home. I looked up and saw him watching me from the bedroom window. He gave me a little wave and I gave one back. I had a feeling that I would be seeing a different side of this couple from now on… and I was right.

 

 Written By: Ginger
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Email: southernnaughtyginger@gmail.com

 

 

Snip, Snip

    You crawl to me hoping I will forgive your absence. You mumble about how it just wasn’t your fault. Nonsense slut, it is always your fault. How could I possibly forgive your shortcomings. You have so many of them. You have watched me castrate so many males, and you were grateful I only tortured your cock and balls. I am bored and rather annoyed with you. It is time.

I make you prep yourself as I fuck a real man, something you will never be.  You are shaved, and your balls are bound tightly. You look like a little boy. Fuck, you are small. No matter, I have work to do on you. I could just leave you banded and let your balls fall of in a humane way. Not today!

You fetch my scalpel, and you put yourself in the stirrups. You beg me to get one last taste of my cum filled pussy. Secretly I know you just want want to lick the cum out of me.

You begin to shake and cry when I push the knife into your wee little thing. I can’t really call it a cock, now can I? You pray that you will pass out as not to feel all the pain. Doubtful loser. The excitement of slicing off your ball, is being drowned out by your screaming. I shove panties in your mouth and finish taking your manhood. Manhood? Now that is funny!

 

 

Written By: Brianna
Call Brianna @ 1-866-949-7079
Email-badgirlbrianna4phone@aol.com

 

 

FORCED

  I often get asked if forced intoxication is really a thing. Yes, it so fucking is a thing. Of course once you have had a few, there is so many other things I will force you to do. Looking at my amazing body alone will make you mine. Once I have you, I will never let you go till I am tired of your ass. 

It begins so innocently. You call me, and ask about forced intox. You enjoy drinking so you wonder how this could ever be a problem. We begin with a few shots here and there. You’re beginning to feel it, and try to punk out on me. Are you a man? Men see things through. You promise me a huge tip if you can stop drinking. I will take that tip, and you will drink another shot. 

I am getting so fucking bored now. I have an idea! Let’s dress you up like a little bitch. My, aren’t you so fucking pretty in pink. Now you’re all dressed up, drunk and horny with no place to go. Such a fucking shame.

I have another idea, but you must tip me first. Call an Uber, go to the nearest bar, and pick up a man. You say you can’t do that, you only like girls. You do want to make me happy? Thirty minutes later, the idea is beginning to appeal to you. You have never sucked a cock before. The more you think about it, the more aroused you get, especially since you can say I made you do it!  LOSER!

 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx
Call  Malaya @ 1-866-659-8370
Email: malayamax@aol.com

 

 

Prove It To Your Cruel Mistress

Ah, the things you promise to do for me makes me extremely excited, but there is just one thing. How in the fuck do I really know you’re doing them?

You have gathered up your toys; ball gag, nipple clamps, whip, paddle, ice, metal cage, dildo’s, and so forth. Excellent my obedient slut, you’re well prepared, so you say. I hear you groan and squeal as the paddle makes contact with your cock and balls, but yet, does it really?

I have two demands when you play with me. The first is you can send me a picture, and the second is I want to watch you on cam. I love having cam parties where I invite over some friends and we watch you on cam while having some cocktails. I haven’t had a party in awhile as life can be so busy.

I am ready, are you?

You tell me you aren’t a sissy but just really into CBT. That works for me as watching you in pain with your balls swelling is my absolute pleasure. Can you imagine my friends and I taking a shot every time you scream out in pain as I demand you whip your cock and balls?

 I am ready for a cam party. Don’t keep me waiting because the more I want it, the more severe your punishment will be.

Cruel Mistress Brianna

 

Written By: Brianna
Call Brianna @ 1-866-949-7079
Email-
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