The best phone sex is not always vanilla. You see, I do not do anything vanilla. I don’t have a vanilla bone in my body. Men are either my victims or my accomplices. No in between either. I gave up fucking men after they kept trying to make me their bitch. Do I look like I would let any man make me his bitch? Men I do not need. If I need to get off, I use a sex toy. If I need to kill, torture or otherwise hurt someone, well I can do it all on my own.
Men make the mistake of thinking I need them. I do not need anyone. I’ve been self-sufficient and a killing machine by myself for 20 some years now. Men who call me need me. But I don’t need them. Men who call me harbor dark fantasies. And either they want me to kill or torture them; or they need my help to explore their rape fantasies for someone other than me. I am a nasty freak. A deadly one too.
As a Sick Dominant Bitch You Can Be My Victim or My Accomplice
But men get too full of themselves and thing they can have their cake and eat it too. Not with me. If I help you kill or fuck some other woman, you cannot then turn your accomplice into your victim. Why? Because I am smarter than you and more resourceful than you too. I am always strapped with knives. Plural. Many knifes well hidden for times when I need to castrate or kill or do both to a guy. And trust me, I put up one hell of a fight.
I have a collection of balls in jars in my dungeon to remind me of what men tried to do but failed to do with me. And yes, I mean testicles. Told you I was a sick bitch. So, consider yourself warned. I am not vanilla. And I am not submissive. But some men like a sick dominant bitch for their roleplaying porn scenarios.










You’ve been trying to connect with women, haven’t you? Well, guess what? You’ve been doing it all wrong. You need discipline, and that’s where I come in. I’m going to teach you how to serve properly, and when you fuck up, I’ll use full-blown corporal punishment.
This pussy’s calling is worshiping alpha male cocks. My body is property to abuse. When a real man fucks me, he doesn’t hold back. He slaps my tits, pulls my hair, and puts the balm to my esophagus like I’m a fleshlight. I’m gagging and drooling on his shaft, but I need it deeper. My throat is his cock sleeve and he should use it like a masturbatory aid. Spit-roast me with your business partner until I’m dizzy and my makeup runs, and he’ll definitely sign your contract. I am here to serve, and there are zero limits to that..


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