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Blackmail Phone Sex making a Video

Blackmail Phone SexIt was my turn to be on stage today. It was a stripping night and we were having a “health inspector” for our kitchen. We knew it really was an agent visiting our location due to rumors of our nightly activities. So for the time being we had to be on the straight and narrow. So, there I was on the stage. Spinning, twirling, being the beautiful and sexy goddess I knew I was. My task tonight was to seduce the agent so we could get blackmail material. So as my set ended I went in my sexy little nighty into the kitchen where the agent was looking through our drawers. He smiled as he saw me come in and I smiled back at him, I went into the fridge pulling out some strawberries. I ran the berry around my lips before I took a bite smiling at him. Putting on my best blonde bimbo voice I giggled and said “Hi.” with just a little bit of sex in my tone. He quirked his eyebrow and smiled back. “Hello Ma’am. Can I help you.?” I sighed in reply. Leaning back against the counter. “Well… Mister. It’s just, I just got off stage and it always works me up so bad and I got this thing for men in uniforms.” I grinned before reaching over to poke his name tag that said he was from inspections. “I was wondering if maybe you’d like to help me… Burn off some of this energy.” I giggled again and leaned towards him. Watched as his eyes locked onto my tits. He licked his lips that inner turmoil of doing his job vs. fucking. I could tell I won when he took a step closer to me. A sly smile on his lips. “Oh, how can I help with that?” I grinned and moved closer to him too, leaning back to pull him against my hot body as I reached down to cup his hard cock in my hand. “I’m sure we could think of something.” He took my leg, putting it against his hip as I undid his pants. Gasping as he slid his cock into my wet pussy. Him groaning with the pleasure of my tight hole. “Oh god” I whisper in his ear, wrapping around my arms him as he began to thrust in and out of me. My eyes moving to the camera we have hidden in the kitchen. Smiling as I know we’d have him caught. I bit his ear and told him to turn. I leaned over the counter so he could fuck me hard and fast in doggy and so his face would be clear on the video. Sometimes I love my job, he was a lot better than I thought he’d be and I couldn’t wait to fuck him again.

Snuff Phone Sex with Isis

Snuff Phone Sex
Deep down, I think everyone has a deep dark secret that gets their juices flowing. Most people are afraid to embrace this, but I am not afraid to admit that extorting and training all of the little angels that I babysit to be the perfect little fuck toys really turns me on. There is just something about taking the innocence and youth out of someone and instilling them a love of cock. All of those tight little holes to play with and tears wipe away make it that much better! I love it so much that I love just talking about it! I would love to hear about any tips or tricks you may have that I haven’t tried out yet!

Accomplice Phone Sex

Accomplice Phone SexYou are going to do something for me. Call it a show of loyalty or maybe devotion. I want you to find a sweet, young thing that I will enjoy keeping as a pet. You know the type I like. Wide eyes and a curvy, supple body will do perfectly. Don’t forget the long hair sweetie. It needs to be long enough for me to wrap around her pretty little neck! Don’t worry, you will get to play too. You get so hard at the thought of it, don’t you? I am getting the nipple clamps, ball gag and electric dildo ready. I will enjoy seeing the look on her face when you bring her to me. Absolutely no fun for you before bringing her back here, understand? It would all be pointless if you end up occupying the cage beside her.

Snuff Phone Sex It’s not my fault…

Snuff Phone SexI don’t know why this happened to me. I was such a good girl and I guess I just fell in with the wrong man. Before I knew it we were traveling across the states and murdering these poor girls for his pleasure and… Well, after we were arrested we were both sentenced to death. I mean, I never wanted to do it but I understand that I deserve the punishment. So, with our expedited systems I waited in my cell for that faithful day to come knowing that it would not only be a surprise but it would come quickly. It didn’t make listening to those heavy boots of the guards as they walked down the halls every day, didn’t take away the sweats and shivers of nerves as they stopped in front of my cell finally. “It’s time.” I felt my breath catch, and stood up to look at them. I wanted to cry but I refused to go to my death without dignity. They looked at me as if I wasn’t even human as they commanded me. “Strip.” and I did, I unzipped the orange jumpsuit and stepped out of the material so I was nude before them. They took me out and put my wrists and ankles into manacles and took me to the place of execution. It was an arena style forum, a crowd of people surrounding me in a circle. Looking at me with sad, excited, lustful, angry eyes. I felt myself flush, I wanted to look away from all those people judging me but a man I hadn’t noticed had come up. Grabbed my hair and forced me to meet their eyes. Dragged me by the hair to an apparatus he had set up and tied my hair to it, unmanacled my wrists and ankles only to strap them to the device keeping me standing, staring, and my body open. He walked away, his steps moving behind me before I felt a sharp crack against my back. I think it was a flogger but not having seen it, it was hard to tell. He hit me again, and again, making me cry out in pain each time. My pussy betraying me as the pain slut I am and getting more and more wet with each lash across my ass and back. He came around to the front, hitting me with the flogger over my tits and stomach. Making them a rosy red and making me jerk and whimper. He make me look him in the eye “You’re enjoying this aren’t you?” I felt my face flush as I nodded, he grinned in a sadistic way letting me know he was too even as he shoved that flogger handle up my wet pussy. “Keep it there.” he commanded and I clinched those kegel muscles, already feeling the heavy leather slipping. He walked around with a cane, tapping it against those warmed up muscles making me gasp and almost lose the flogger. He saved that first hard whip for across my nipples making me scream and flinch. The bright red welt forming almost instantly as they burned, the flogger was slipping and I whimpered as I tried to keep it inside of me. He did the next on against my ass, 3 quick whips making my back arch to move my ass away and finishing the flogger. I felt it slide from my pussy to the floor and he tutted me. “Bad slut!” with another whip to my ass, I could feel a tickle along the sensitive skin and knew that last one had drawn blood. He let my hair loose and began to undo my wrists and ankles. “Do you have any last words slut?” I gulped, sniffing, feeling my hands shaking as I fought back tears. “O… Only that they can forgive me.” he looked at me disgusted for that and shoved, almost throwing me, onto the table to which I could only assume was my execution. I found myself laying on my back, a thin wire collar around my neck connecting my head to the table. Then ones to my wrists and ankles again, he hummed as he worked, positioning a Hitachi against my pussy. “This will tighten your collar as you orgasm and move, it can’t be loosened and eventually you’ll strangle yourself to death.” I looked at him with surprised eyes and he just grinned at me as he turned the hitachi on high and watched as I was overcome by the pleasure.

Accomplice Phone Sex Corruption at the Garden Club

Accomplice Phone Sex

Have I ever mentioned that I hate people? Especially people my own age that don’t have a cock attached to them. Sometimes though, at Daddy’s insistence I have to go and deal… With people. It’s how I found myself at this pretentious gathering of busy bodies with plastic breasts, porcelain smiles, and orange spray tans. Laughing at jokes that aren’t funny and gossiping about things I don’t care about. Waiting for my own turn to add a juicy tidbit to help recruit new, tight, sexy bodies for the club and get new faces. Plus, most of these girls are mothers or grandmothers and their little ones… Those virginity sell for a lot! I almost missed my turn but when I giggled and smiled like a cat in the cream I poured over how my job was amazing. All I did was fuck, help other girls get fucked, and experience nothing but magic and orgasms all day. It paid better than anything I ever dreamed of and the cock was all carefully selected and amazing. I built up the prowess of all of our customers and Daddy. Talked about how I didn’t need a real job, I just had to keep sexy and get paid and how much money I made. How if I didn’t feel like fucking my daughters did and loved it. How much they had already saved and how much they loved all this attention they got. I could tell my bait worked, because the only power more dangerous than desperation was greed and I knew all these women wanted more and more and that they would indeed sell their daughters, their grand daughters, anything to fill those wallets and turn their own little girls into sluts just like their mommies and if they change their mind that’s what contracts and video tapes are for. Daddy owes me  for this though, I have an entire stable of new fillies for him and the men to break in and I am going to have to deal with these mothers for months and months. I want to at least get eaten out by a nice firm man tongue at least. Because, fuck these bitches and I hate dressing up like a pretentious bitch and I fucking even hate this hat… grumble.

Slave Training Phone Sex with Babysitter Isis

Slave Training Phone Sex

I swear I don’t even have to say anything to these little shit heads anymore.

Just a look and they obey me.

These parents are calling me back, begging me to watch their brats for a week!

They want me to oversee their brats and train them to be good little girls.

These dads got a taste of tight little bald pussy and they want it all the time now!

Yes, I can train them to ride your cock when ever you want them too!

I might have to train some bitches to be mean like me.

I could totally make a service of mean babysitters.

We have harsh and severe punishment for little bitches who try to back talk and say no.

The word “No” will never come out of your little fucking brat’s mouth again.

If it does, I will gladly come back and teach her a fucking lesson.

Monetta is a hot Accomplice Phone Sex slut!

Accomplice Phone Sex

Monetta is one of a kind. Look at her! She is so fucking sexy. Those titties are so fucking perfect. You know her tiny pink pussy has be used and tortured! She just looks like she needs to be tortured! Those little nipples needs to be bitten. She needs a pump on that pussy and a giant plug in her tight little girl asshole! Just look at her! Doesn’t she give off this “Fuck the life out of me.” Vibe? She looks like she could handle anything you do to her. I wonder what would push this dirty slut to say her safe word.. Or do you think she even has a safe word? I bet you this fucking slut would fight you every step of the way as you force your cock into her tight dry asshole but she would be begging for more! Her pussy is always wet and ready to be fucked! She is so fucking sexy!

Ebony Love

Accomplice phone sexI have this fantasy where I want to help my man find this cute little girl and take her away from the park away from her family and have some major fun with her. Especially with her cute little in-used ass I know it’s weird of me o say that I have this dark secret this secret passion I knw I’m young myself but I love watching younger girls and just fantasizing about stealing them off the streets licking their little cunts until they cry out from cumming too much. I wish their was a guy out there who could help me role play this out so I can finally get this off of my chest. I would love to put my bald ebony pussy all over their young mouths and cum on their faces.. I want to show them love.. my type of love but not just little girls little boys too!

Pain Slut Phone Sex meets Piano Wire

Pain Slut Phone SexRoofies are a hell of a drug. Especially when you wake up with your hands cuffed behind your back and sharp pains running across your stomach, ribs, thighs, and breasts. It felt as if I was being held up by knifes but as open my eyes. Try to force them to focus beyond the drug haze that had covered them. It took awhile to realize I was staring at a floor. It was concreted made brown with dirty and there were scuff marks from boots all around me. I tried to look down to see the bed I was on, but there was nothing under me. I didn’t understand. It didn’t make sense, I could feel the pressure underneath me as if I was laying on a bed of nails. I tried to look up behind me and cried out as I felt that sharp pain digging into me intensify so badly that my vision turned white until I forced myself to relax again. The pain didn’t go away but it wasn’t as if I was being sliced by hundreds of razors at once. I found myself panting as I recollected my brain working hard not to shift and get more comfortable as anytime a muscle flexed or moved it’d cause that sharp awful pain. I try to recollect what I saw before my vision turned and I remember a spiderweb. Nothing but thin silver lines moving from around me and into the ceiling but that didn’t make sense either and I just can’t understand. Then I heard the crunch of dirt being ground into concrete. The heavy footsteps of someone in boots walked towards me. I waited to see the person who had captured me but they never appeared in front of me and then I felt something soft, gentle, and evil across the sole of my foot. I gasped, laughing, as I instinctively tried to pull my foot away from whatever the soft item was. The pain was so intense that shot through me, my vision went white as I felt razor blades all over my body. A hard hand gripping my ankle and holding my foot still as the soft item went away to fingers. The hard fingers digging into the sensitive curve of my foot forcing me to laugh and scream as I jerk, pull away, and squirm against my bindings. I can feel them digging harder and harder into me. I feel what is almost a pop in some areas as the pain goes to an entirely new level. My frayed nerves extra sensitive from the abuse allowing me to feel the dripping blood from those popped sections. The sound of the blood dripping onto the floor was so loud to my ears. Even over my sobbing laughter. He wouldn’t let up though, his fingers just switching from one foot to the other, driving me mad. I couldn’t even beg for him to stop all my air went into crying, laughing, and sobbing. I felt like I was going to pass out and didn’t even realize how sick this was all making me until I felt the burn of stomach acid in my throat and seeing the mess I made on the floor. He stopped, still never saying a word to me as he walked around me. Stopping in front of me he pulled my hair pulling my head up. My face was red, my eyes full of tears and flowing, and even snot uncontrolled down my face. I flinched as he spoke. His voice hard and deep like gravel and wolf growls. “You made a mess slut.” He pulled me forward by my head, rocking me on whatever torture device he had put me on making me whimper and scream again. He pulled my face into his hard jeans. I could feel his hard cock as he ground the rough cloth against my face scratching it with his zipper and the metal button as he promised to me. “I’m going to have fun with you whore. Especially making you clean this up. Now open your mouth and beg me for my cock.”

Humiliation Phone Sex the Execution

Humiliation Phone SexI’ve been a bad girl. I’ve been running a ring of spies almost as a pimp. Would find our target and seduce them and get their secrets which we would then sell. Of course we were arrested and while my girls were given life me as the leader was given death by public execution.I was left in the dark on the day but as I heard the sex of multiple heavy boots against the concrete floors I knew today was the day.

“It’s time to go.” the deep masculine voice of a guard I’ve never seen before stopped in front of my cell. I felt my heart start to race and stood up looking at the man. “Today? Already?” I asked, trying not to let my voice quiver and he acknowledged me. “Today. Strip and turn around and back towards the cell.” I took off my jumpsuit and back towards the bars. He reached through put cuffs around wrists and then did the same to my ankles connecting them with a 2 foot long chain before he unlocked the door and let me out. He stopped me outside the door and connected a chain dog leash moving it between my legs forcing me to walk down this long hallway. The chain digging and grinding into my pussy making it rather hard to keep up with my captors. As we get to the end of the hallway I see a cross on the bed of a truck. I’m not sure exactly what it was for but he led me onto the bed of this truck and told me “Don’t fucking try anything.” before he turned me around undoing the cuffs on the wrist and the ankles and connecting them to the cross and got into the truck. Leaving me exposed to everyone who cared to look and began to drive. Leaving me cold and shivering as the air whipped around me as he took me the site of my execution…

To be continued…