Devoured Part Two: A Phonesex Story

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Getting closer to where we were sitting I noticed something red shinning in the moonlight. It was placed in the exact spot I had sat in earlier. On top of the red piece of fabric was a note pinned under a small rock. Picking up the note and the fabric I noticed how soft and pretty it was. Turning on my flashlight I took a closer look at both items. The fabric was actually a silk cape made specifically for a Little Red Riding Hood costume. The note was written in Arthur neat handwriting style but sounded nothing like him “If I catch you I will devour you, run Little Red run”

He left nothing but a Red Riding hood cape and the note he had written. Grabbing the cape and note I headed back towards the path we took to get to our destination. All of a sudden I heard a howl and it sounded far from an actual wolf howling. Then Arthur’s voice followed, the words were so arousing and frightening that I became scared and wet simultaneously. What he said kept me from going a step further and back towards the direction of his cabin.

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Accomplice Phone Sex Means Breaking The Young This New Years

I crave the cries of the weak. Is that you or is that a little toy that you have your eyes on. Everyone has those fantasies. Those deep dark secrets that they are scared to share with someone else. The ones about the little girlies and people around you. Maybe it is the sweet little puckered hole of little boys. I am not one to judge. Accomplice phone sex makes my cunt wet, and I cannot ever seem to get enough of the small tears flowing down the cheeks of the broken. Does this scare you? It shouldn’t! You dream of it. It is time to let those come out to me.

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You Crave The End, Well How About You Melt In My Palm And Meet It Phonesex

I know you think you are worth something sometimes, crafted by your maker to nothing but a beautiful object of admiration, toy. You maybe think you hold a powerful place in this world however that is not the case. While you sit there in your loneliness searching for attention I am here to be the whisper in your ear. You crave for it all to end, to be nothing but a melted puddle on the ground trampled on over and over again. What better way to meet your maker than with the heat and power of a superior Mistress.

You are practically dripping already maggot. All over my floor. I would ask you to clean it up. Let’s face it though to bend over would cause you to loose your footing and break into millions of tiny pieces. We cannot have you going that fast, no. I would like to take my time with you. It is what you crave, truly. You will be melting in the palm of my heated hand while I whisper the ways of the world in your patheic little ear toy. 

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Home Invasion Forces Daddy To Be My Bitch Like He Was Destined For Phonesex

I came into the home like a baby sitter. I was to watch the brats. Normaly I find myself questioning these parents and their willingness to leave their brats with someone like me. However after watching Daddy sway to and fro with the limp wrist of the widest ass holes I found.

So tonight I did not play with the little Angels. I left them in their room and plotted for Daddy to come home. I left a window open and after everyone was tucked in tight including Mum and Dad I made my way back in. Mum looks much prettier wrapped in duct tape ya know. 

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Meet Your Phonesex Match Ya Wanker!

Welcome to my level of the underworld. This is the end. This is as far as your nancy ass is going to get. Do you think you are prepared for the challenge at hand? I do not submit. So trying to have me lick all of your useless little shrimp knob is not going to happen. I am not a Daddy’s girl, and I do not give a shite if I hurt your feels when I tell you to shove off. I do like to shag but I doubt you have much to impress me as far as “game” or whatever you barmy people call it. I want to get stuffed by a real man who knows what they are actually doing which I highly doubt it you.

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