Category: Accomplice Phone Sex

Sometimes it is just Destiny

Sometimes things just fall into place. And I do love it when destiny takes over. Yesterday I was hunting, stalking this pretty little thing. She  would be perfect for my needs. My friend loves young and blonde He wants big blue eyes and her to look so innocent and sweet. It is really hard to find the perfect girl. And when I found her I waited all day trying to find the perfect time to snatch her. But it didn’t happen. She was NEVER alone. I finally gave up and headed home. When I passed a broken down car. Someone flagged me down. A beautiful little thing. With blonde hair and big blue eyes. She thanked me over and over. She said at least 10 cars passed her and nobody stopped. She didn’t have a cell signal and was so scared. I promised her I would help her. And I will. I drove her home and told her the phone was in the kitchen. She never made it that far of course. By the time she woke up I had her tied to my work bench and stripped naked. I had already called my friend over and was waiting for him to show up. My pussy is dripping at what I am gonna do to her. How I am going to hurt her. How my friend is going to use her. All before I kill her. It was just Destiny.

Bang Bang

I want to be a modern day Bonnie and Clyde. The only problem is I haven’t found my Clyde. I need a big strong man that isn’t afraid to be my accomplice. A guy that will hold the gun while I call the shots. I want to know that he wants to find trouble and fuck shit up in style and live on the edge. I want to do everything from robbing mother fuckers to fucking pussy with the barrel of our guns and making bitches scream both from pleasure and from pain. I want to pillage and plunder and just plain reek all kinds of havoc. I want people to know who we are by our reputation, the carnage we leave behind and the fear just the mere mention of our name instills. Hell yeah I want to be a gun toting, bad ass bitch with a bad mother fucker by my side. makes me so fucking hot thinking about it I just want to shove this cold steel barrel up my cunt and cum. Are you game?

Pick your Poison

I love to be wrapped in rubber, or latex. I love the cool feel of it against my skin. I love how sexy it looks on me! Almost as sexy as the knots I tie on my victims. I love to dress them in heavy ropes. I want it to burn and dig into them when they move. I truss them up like the little sluts they are. And then pick what I am going to do with them. And who I want to play with me. Do I want to cook them… Are they clean enough to be dinner. Or do I want to torture and rape them to death. Such hard choices. Sometimes I let my accomplice help me decide. Sometimes I know before I take them what I have in store for them. Nasty dirty little sluts just beg to be handled brutally. I don’t mind the blood or the torture. It makes me wet! So pick your poison. And let’s have some fun.

Painting Party

I got invited over to a panting party Friday. It was very fun. There were two pretty little things tied up in the basement. John my host and myself got to have fun with art. I got to pick my canvas. I of course chose the lighter skinned redhead. She is perfect for a painting party. You see we both get a girl. And our tools. We get to cut and use her own blood to paint a picture on our canvas. Then we have to decide who was the best artist. I always win. I have a steadier hand. I love to do very detailed cuts to really paint a nice picture. And the winner gets to choose how the canvases die. And of course if you cut to deep and kill your canvas then you lose automatically. I painted a beautiful sunset. With stars all over her. Even put in some mountains and a lake. I won hands down. John pained a bland sun with wavy lines…lol BUT I did like how his lines dripped blood out. But since I wont I got to decide the fun. Johns canvas was hung and stabbed to death. I think the knife killed her before the rope. My beautiful canvas was raped to death while I choked the life right out of her!

Remembering…

Every once in a while I dream about my first taste of blood and how it made me feel. I wake up in a puddle of sticky, wet cum every time. The sensations it created deep inside my cunt that first time I beat the shit out of a bitch all come flooding back in my dream. I can see clearly how she looked crumbled and bleeding on the gorund, I remember the glassy look in her eyes when I held her legs opened so all the guys could bang the shit out of her little pussy. It makes me cum just as hard as if it was that day, the first time and I was right there again. Then the dream goes to me picking up that beer bottle. I can feel the cold smooth glass in my hand and the feeling of smashing it on the ground. I remember the thrill of shoving the broken end deep inside the bitches pussy as I fuck her with it until her pussy is just torn flesh, bleeding and worthless to anyone ever again. I always wake up in a cold sweat with my hand on my cunt and cum every where. I love remembering….

Killer Phone Sex And Making A New Friend

 

Killer Phone Sex, making new friends while fucking old ones, and getting off several times a day are the things I seem to do the most.  I love it because making a new friend and introducing them to killer phone sex can be the hottest experience.  Jezabel and I met not too long ago and we were comparing notes on how we like to spend our time, and I quickly learned that her definition of killer phone sex and mine were very very different.  I told Jezabel all about my fun time with Morticia a few weeks ago, but she wasn’t impressed.  I told her my version of killer phone sex is when you cum so hard it was a “killer” experience – you know a figure of speech.  Jezabel quickly corrected me!  She said she would hunt her prey before “playing” with it, and asked me if I’d like to watch.  I was a little nervous but I went with her.  Jezabel saw her prey and follow the young fresh meat home, and sat outside their home for the rest of the night.  She told me that she will do this for as long as it takes to make sure her first hunt is successful.  I went home and left her to her work, but I realize now killer phone sex has several different meanings!

The Perfect One

I love to take the perfect one. She has to be young. She has to be super tight! I want her to look innocent and sweet! She has to be perfect for my fun. I watch her till I know exactly what I’m going to do to her. I can imagine how she will squirm. How she will scream. It makes my pussy drip watching her. Knowing how I am going to rip her clothes off. Pull her nipples tight and taunt. I am going to finger her pussy and make her BEG for freedom. Of course she won’t get it. But I want to hear her beg. I will bring a friend to violate her. I want to watch her get fucked. She was perfect. But now she is used up and ready to be thrown away. Then I will wrap my fingers around her throat and put the fucking whore out of her misery. I want to watch her spasm on your cock as she dies. The perfect ending for a perfect whore.

Hey Bartender

The girls have been holding out letting me be the bartender for our vacation. They were too busy making me bring home strays for us to play with. but today being as it is our last day and we are only playing with each other. Finally they are letting me tend bar for everyone! It is only 3 in the afternoon and everyone is getting tipsy. I don’t fucking play, a Latin girl from the Bronx, I know how to mix a fucking drink. Besides this is the last day of our vacation and we need to get rid of all this damned alcohol. One thing is for sure, we are going out with a bang in more ways then one today. By the time I get done we will be fucked up and fucked for sure.

Accomplice Phone Sex – More Fun Than I Realized

I recently moved to a new house and met my new neighbor her name is Morticia, and she scares the shit out of me.  While we were talking she kept looking at me like she was going to rip my throat out and feed it to her dog.  I couldn’t really tell if we were going to be friends, but something about her made we want to know her better.  One night I was staring out my bedroom window and I saw Morticia walk down the street, so I followed her.  She went to another neighbor’s house and when the little girl answered the door, Morticia pushed her way in.  She grabbed the little girl by the throat and carried her inside.  I was looking through the window and I could see a girl and a boy inside sitting on the couch and Morticia was standing there holding a knife talking to them.  I watched for a few minutes trying to decide what to do, but as I turned to leave Morticia was standing there in front of me. I was terrified; I had no idea what this crazy bitch was going to do to me.  Morticia grabbed me by the hair and took me inside; as we walked in I could see the young ones sitting on the couch scared and unsure why I was there.  I realized they were afraid of me too and as I made a movement they more and more jumpy.  I started to make deliberate movements and lunges in their direction to see what would happen, and to my surprise their fear was turning me on.  Morticia noticed right away and started telling me about her father and how she was his accomplice, but now she has branched out on her own. I didn’t know this could be so much fun as we talked and got to know each other we dealt with these little ones by tying up, gently cutting them as they squirmed and cried out.  Mortica’s dad met us at her house and he was so impressed that he said I could be his daughters’ accomplice any time I wanted to!  As a matter of fact, he had a few assignments he’d like us as soon as we finished playing with the scared fun little victims we already have.  I am glad Morticia and I are now friends!

Time to Play

It’s time to play; Look what I have tucked away. She is ready, she is young. So it’s time to have some fun. I found her not to long ago. Then I tucked her in a hole. Trying to find the perfect one. To help me play until she is done. I know just how to take her life. Slowly cutting everything twice. Slicing and peeling until she is bloody. Perfect condition for my new buddy. Now it’s your turn to teach this slut. Just how to make a grown man nut. Fill her up and fuck her pussy. While I choke this slut silly. And when she spasms on your cock. You can empty your load so hot. I will squeeze the life right out. Snuffing the flame as I shout. Fuck that bitch till she’s dead. Then let me suck and give you head! I want to taste her on your cock. Until I make you hard as a rock. Then you can fuck me on her body. Remembering how we killed this hottie.