Fetish High Heels Phone Sex And Goddess Worship

Fetish high heels phone sex and goddess worship go hand in hand with Goddess Demonica. The sicker and nastier you guys like your taboo fantasies, the closer this Goddess Demonica will let you approach her. Of course I thrive on the extreme and the ultimate when it comes to the perverted fantasies we live for. I know you’ve already imagined the gritty feel of the bottoms of my fetish shoes with your tongues dragging across their soles. Naturally I’ll demand that you keep licking until those soles are as clean as they were when they were still being displayed in the store.

Once I’m convinced that you’ve truly done a good job of licking my shoe soles clean I’ll allow you to graduate to my shoe heels. You’ll look up in admiration into your Goddess’ face while I slowly pump that cruel steal stiletto in and out of your pursed lips. Don’t worry, I won’t impale you with my seven inch long stiletto, but I may tickle your tonsils with the heel-tip. Can you imagine the heat of my body as your faces press against my smooth thighs? Of course I’ll give you permission to tug at your bits as long as that doesn’t interfere with the quality of your worshiping of my feet. Fetish high heels phone sex and goddess worship are what give your lives meaning, purpose.

I know, you are trembling as you wait for my hands and fingers to finally make physical contact with you as you rub your drooling faces against my feet. You feel your already hard cocks tighten up even more as I hold your faces in my hands. “Open”, I murmur breathily into your ears, as my fingers sink obscenely into your mouths. In and out, just like tiny little cocks, my fingers invade your oral cavities. You get lost in this world of the forbidden, this world of fetish high heels phone sex goddess worship. Let’s talk, gentlemen, I know you have so much to share with me.

Femdom Phone Sex and Smell Fetish Succubus Worship

When I say my body will be your altar I mean it in the most literal sense. If you have been craving me, my touch, my words, my voice, my power, then you must accept my tenets as the gospel of kink. I feel, as the femdom phone sex succubus of your most erotically fired up domination fantasy, that you would understand the need to worship every inch of my body. I shouldnt have to explain that to you, even though you are just a weak, sinful, man. The desire to please should already be there, nestled deep inside you. You see, I command that kind of attention for no other reason then I am the goddess, and I have chosen you. Oh dear boy, dont delude yourself into thinking you chose me. I just let you think that. When it comes to fetish play its a tangled, sticky, web you get yourself into when you are over-confident. When you are weak and on your knees, begging me to allow you to sniff my most moist, fragrant, parts, you will understand what it truly means to have a smell fetish and to be erotically owned by a beautiful goddess!

I am not the type of phone sex femdom to just let you sniff and lick me anywhere, as you please. You might not even be allowed to lick anything if you act too cocky. Do you like seeing my succubus eyes darken in lusty anger? I see that you might. Do you want to test that notion and learn what blasphemous ideas I might come up with as you sniff my sweaty arm-pits and juicy, dank, ass-crack? You see, I feel that it is utter religious blasphemy to try and sweet talk your femdom phone sex goddess into letting you have full access to all my most lusty parts whenever you want them. I am not that weak, nor am I that dumb. It is I who will do the tricking and manipulation here.

You mortal horn-dogs could push your luck completely and find yourself tied down in erotic bondage, while you watch another man enjoys smell my ass and pussy. And just to make a point I might even let him lick my pussy in front of you. Yes, I know thats some bitchy tease and denial right there but I never said I was nice, did I? I might even let him fuck me till I orgasm. I should mention he has a super sized cock too, and yours is so small. I might even fully cuckold you and your small penis. What do you think of your femdom phone sex fetish succubus now?

How will you stroke that cock and cum if your hands are bound? Aw, poor baby. I can see your little cock standing right up begging for attention. Bet you would love to sniff me now, huh? I could cuckold you all together, you know and deny you your orgasm. I think after I let him fuck me I might feel charitable enough to let you smell my sweaty, smelly, snatch just for my amusement.

The Vampire Phone Sex Goddess Mistress Demonica

I am Mistress Demonica, the vampire phone sex goddess. I will create the perfect fantasy world where you will want to stay forever. Just because I am so bewitching and hot. It’ll be the deepest arousal you have ever experienced when you feel and hear the popping of my canines puncturing your warm blood engorged throats. Perhaps you’ll be heart broken and lonely, stumbling out the back door of some noisy nightclub, late one unlucky night, or you’ll just be seated in the driver’s seat of your car on a lonely snow covered empty parking lot after dark, but you will not see me coming. Just like dreams, satanic nightmares, etc., you never see those coming, and the reality you’ll be flung into will have little bearing on anything familiar to you in your mundane vanilla lives. You’ll never know for sure if it was real, your bored yet restless sexual imagination, or the possibility that it’s a psychedelic dream that you wished would come true because it was just so damn vivid and hot!

Either way you won’t resist, when you see my face looming close to yours, no one ever does. My intoxicating scent and the creak of exotic form-fitting latex will have you so sexually charged, yet bewitched at the same time, that you will not hesitate to offer up your warm fleshy throat as my gaping mouth approaches. Like sun-bleached teeth of a rattle snake, my freaky fangs will shine in the eerie shadows where I’m sure to find you. As Mistress Demonica, the vampire phone sex goddess, you will find yourselves wondering why you’re french kissing this toothy femdom and getting a rock hard cock. Just like the anomalies you experience in your own nocturnal dreams, you will be nothing more than a willing play-toy, in the hands of this kinky succubus like, beast of a demoness.

Satanic Mistress Phone Sex Goddess Of Blasphemy

Do you know what is religious blasphemy in my world? Not calling me and taking part in worshipping your phone sex goddess! When you’re horny and ready to stroke that cock your vanilla girlfriend won’t help you, I will. I am the Satanic mistress of your wettest, hottest, dreams and when you call to have fantasy play with me you will worship every inch of my femdom body. I am your goddess, your siren, the one who owns your very soul. We will whisper decadent fetish ideas to each other, and I will lead you down the path of dark and delicious masturbation. When you come for me, my little Demonicon, you will squirt so hard that even the Devil will know it! *wink*

When you partake in petitioning this succubus to fill you with sin and debauchery you can’t go back, I simply won’t let you. In my fantasy world I can anticipate your thoughts, and I know your secret desires. Let’s sin together. You shall kneel and worship me and my big strap on cock! You might even be kinky enough to worship your master’s cock, too. I said might. After all he is the lord of the hour, I am his lady lover, and you are a mere playtoy for this freaky femdom. If I am to cuckold you with his mighty dick you will need to learn to worship every inch of his burning, lusty, cock! I know some of you are very bi curious, and wouldn’t that be the ultimate in an extreme fantasy, to kneel in front of your Satanic mistress and suck on her strap on cock, while he strokes his fat prick and watches? You know that your worship will eventually move over to him and his cum will feel like a kinky baptism!

Or, maybe I will have you taste that cum. That’s not blasphemous or strange to me, it’s freaky, wicked, and downright beautiful! What would be blasphemy phone sex would be you calling me, and then deciding to be shy. Don’t be shy, tell me loud and proud what you would do yo honour me, to serve me, to become one of my many kinky worshippers. Shyness is for vanilla men. That doesn’t describe you now that you have chosen to conjure up this succubus. My tail is twitching and I am bored. You better hurry up and call for a dark and nasty domination session.