Fetish Phone Sex with a Kinky Body Worship Mistress

Are you a fetish phone sex addict? Its not the oddest question to ask on my kinky mistress blog, right? I am Goddess Demonica and when it comes to fetish play I expect to be worshiped. My body is your temple, slave. You know the drill and if you don’t you are about to get schooled by this latex wearing femdom. You are here for this delicious temptress to use and entertain myself with. If you have a certain predilection towards worshiping a certain body part you better speak up before I sit my gorgeous derriere on your upturned face. Its not polite to talk with your face full of my majestic ass!

What kinds of fetish phone sex role-play can you explore with this kinky fetish mistress?

 Lets focus on body worship for a moment. I am your goddess and as your goddess I expect you to kneel at my pretty feet and beg to smell, touch, or taste me. Are you a nasty boy who likes to sniff sweaty feet after they have been in thigh high boots or sexy high heels? It’s embarrassing to admit that but this freaky fetish femdom can see right through you. You don’t deserve to smell my pristine clean feet and if you want to suck on all my stinky perfect little toes you better do an A plus job. If you give it your all I might let you stroke with a pair of my stockings or dirty panties too!

You could also be the type who loves to sniff a sweaty pussy. Lets not pretend you aren’t a nasty fetish phone sex slave. Stop beating around my moist bush and just confess you want to be told to smell that hot snatch. If you are going to hang out with this nasty femdom you better bring your perverted A game.  Olfactory fetish play is extremely hot to me. For you ass worshipers! Stare at my cock hardening ass! Do you want to stick your face between my ass cheeks and motor boat it ?!? I love saying that. You dirty fetish phone sex addicts want to tongue this bad-ass bitch’s pink asshole and we both know it.

You will notice that I have not mentioned you busting your nut? Oh dear slave, you are too fascinated with your own orgasms. You better try harder than that if you want to be permitted to jerk off and cum with your tongue in my tight ass or pussy. Those blue balls are excellent tease and denial motivators for good behavior, yes?

Domination Phone Sex with Kinky Mistress Demonica

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I am kinky Mistress Demonica, and this blog is going to be about different styles of domination phone sex. I have never been submissive! In my natural state, unfettered by societal rules, I am a goddess and I expect men to kowtow to my whims. Sounds fancy right? Well, it is. For some reason some gentleman feel uneasy with a woman in control, but I don’t care about their insecurities. I know that you dirty slave boys are salivating to please me. You understand that a BDSM mistress, like myself, don’t take no shit.

Before you go surmising that I am a serious bitch, which I can be when the situation necessitates it, I want you to understand some things. I am prone to laugh and crack jokes at the situation you have gotten yourself into. I guess that makes me a mean bitch, ha! For example, CBT fetish play. I can’t help but break into evil giggles when you are begging me to stop tormenting and torturing your cock and balls. Not so cocky now that your dick is shriveling up in an effort to hide, are you? This kinky domination phone sex goddess want to squeeze your balls and slap your masochistic cock around till I am good and done. I get quite witty during cock and ball torture fantasy calls. I also thrive on paddling your ass too.

If you are not into pain play don’t lift your girly skirts and run! I am known for being a kinky and nasty mistress, yes? Well, what’s kinkier then a cock curious slut getting on his knees to suck some fat dick for me? Oh, don’t be shy. I adore you closet cock suckers. Watching your lips wrap around the head of his massive cock fills me with wicked lust! Someone on this nasty fantasy call is going to become a cum whore and it isn’t me. If a hot load of cum in your mouth isn’t kinky enough then bend over! Oh and let’s not forget about my huge strap on cock! If a real dick makes your Nancy boy tummy all tied up in knots then you can become my bitch. I rock strap on domination phone sex role plays.

Domination phone sex can take all kinds of directions. I am very hands on and enjoy role playing with pegging fans, bondage lovers,  S/M addicts and tease and denial lovers. If you need a nasty mistress to get kinky with, what are you waiting for? Call.

Mystery Phone Sex Fetish Demoness Box with a Seductive Demon Queen

“Let me out of the box”, its so dark in here. Never has such a feminine voice ever graced my mortal ears. Could this phone sex fetish demoness box really contain a beautiful woman who will do all the things she promises if I just unlock it and open the lid? Or are other dark fetish forces at play here. This could be a phone sex Demoness looking for her next play toy. Her next conquest. She claims to want to be my lover, my seductress and promises that tasting her, kissing her and drinking in her exotic perfume will be like no experience I have ever had before.

Should I do it? Open the box? The dreams I have had lately have been very disturbing, yet extremely arousing. A gorgeous Goddess with long dark hair and a mocking grin that makes my boner ache with need has been taunting me in my sleep. She says the most mesmerizing things and promises me everything I desire if I kneel before her and become her sensual slave. A man who caters to her every need and strokes his cock only to her command. Her eyes are dark, deep, pools of lust and her ruby red mouth lures me in, closer and closer. I feel myself surrender right before waking up in a cold sweat and an obvious hard-on. This phone sex fetish demoness has me right by the balls.

Every night I frantically jump into bed hoping to see her again. To feel her control. Her feminine power. I am dizzy with the need to actually touch her and feel her touch me. Sometimes, the voice in the box disturbs me. It will talk all sweet and feminine and then, out of the blue, an evil laugh erupts from it. I am being conned but I dont even care anymore. My horny mortal cock wants her. I need her and I cant just give the box away or throw it away, my curiousity and my dick are getting the better of me. Its the chink in my armour and all men have the same chink. We need to have sultry women to tease us, own us, and turn our worlds upside down.

This is what this succubus lives off of and thrives on. The male gender is the tastiest toy in this mortal coil and I am about to kneel and kiss the feet and calves of one of hell’s perfect angels. She is the phone sex fetish demoness I ache for. This domination of my body and soul is exactly what I crave. Dear reader this could be your fate too if you pick up the phone and call Demoness Demonica. She will command you in her soft, hauntingly, beautiful voice to surrender and bend to her will and she wont have to get sweaty or dirty to do it, either. You will want to please her and indulge her in her fetishes. You will worship her Goddess body from the tip of her toes to the top of her head and you will thank her for the privilege.

Satanic Phone Sex Mistress Dominates Mortal Men

 

I can smell you. Mortals give off the most saliva inducing scent. It literally makes my mouth water. Would it be blasphemy to say it’s “heavenly”? Is it wrong to enjoy using our senses to the fullest? I am your Satanic Phone Sex Mistress, Demonica. Why am I so devilish? It’s way more interesting and being good is way too much work. I don’t want to fuck up my nails with hard work. I want to be spoiled and worshipped all day long. This succubus wants to get her own way. If that makes me a rotten, yet, delicious apple, then so be it. You know you cannot refuse a bite. You long for a taste of the delicious fantasy that only I can deliver.

If you are going to get off with just your imagination I don’t think there should be any fantasy limits. What’s the point in a plain vanilla fantasy? How incredibly dull. Don’t let your jerk off sesssion end in a dribble. Paint the walls in your spunk, boy! Go for the gusto! Call your satanic phone sex Goddess for the kind of domination session that some would call a religious experience. I leave no detail unturned and I will paint the kinkiest fetish picture in your mind. The kind of visage that will have your dick standing up and ready to do my bidding.

How do I like to dominate? Well, I enjoy word play. You know, delicious mind fucking. I also love erotic bondage and ass worship. You know that this fine ass will be your altar etc..? I can be sensual or hardcore and sometimes I like to mix them up on the same call. Imagine your Goddess whispering in your ear while her long pointy tongue flicks out to taste you.

You taste good too. I just want to gobble you up like a hungry witch. I’m the kind of witch that would lure you to her bedroom, and weave a spell around you that would make your dick the only part of you that’s doing the thinking anymore. You know what trouble you get into when you let your cock do the thinking. ::laughs evilly:: Yes, it’s definitely not your divining rod, but rather, the devil that sits on your shoulder encouraging you to take risks that aren’t very wise.

Once I have you I won’t let you cum and I won’t let you go. Tease and denial will teach you to be a good boy and foot fetish play and heel worship will tame you. Then, if you are very good I might get my big cock out and tutor you in the obedience needed to be this satanic phone sex Mistress’ strap on slut. I am very aware of how horrible it is to be rock hard and denied your orgasm, but if you pray real hard you might be allowed to cum. We shall see. We shall see. Impress me.

Femme Fatale Vampire Phone Sex Harlot Cruises for Male Toys

Her name was Demonica, not that she would ever consider introducing herself to you, unless it would further her cause. Social norms did not concern her. Her vampire phone sex hunger did. Women who passed her by on the streets would whisper “harlot” under their breath. They had the instinct for these things. The radar. They knew this femme fatale on the prowl. What they didnt know was Demonica’s lust stemmed from the distinction of her species. She was a phone sex vampire, or if you prefer vampiress. Her blood ran cold but her lust was as hot as the surface of the sun. She could practically taste it as she stood under the street lamp, allowing the light to glow around her, like the fog that slowly rolled down the street, coating everything in its path. It was here she waited for her knight in shining armour.

It didnt take long for him to come along. One always did. Maybe it was her slender frame and pale skin that made men want to rescue her. Or maybe it was the tight latex and killer high heels, she wore to entice those of the opposite sex. Either way she didnt have to wait very long for a gentleman with naughty intentions to come along. There is always an selfish reason for men to play protector. It usually meant they wanted to appease their loins. Demonica didnt mind that. Not one little bit. It put her at a great advantage.

When he pulled up in his car and offered her a ride what he really meant was to park. He drove off to the edge of town and turned off the vehicle. When he turned to look at her he had the same look they all did. Smugness. This kinky vampire phone sex mistress liked this particular fantasy because it allowed her to toy with her lover and turn the tables. She pushed down the cups on her PVC corset and immediately kissed him, deeply, tasting his very essence. She liked the taste of mortals. So earthy and savoury.

Her hand shot down to his crotch and she felt his bulge. He was definitely ripe for the picking. She popped open his trousers and popped his big hard on out. Just as she wrapped her hand around his shaft, she took a tiny bite on his tongue. He drew back startled. She just laughed softly. He would consider her midly crazy at this point but that wouldnt stop him from pursuing her for vampire phone sex.

“Let me kick off my heels and pop my feet into your lap. Aww, thats much better. Be a good boy and massage them? Dont look so perplexed. I could have sworn you had a foot fetish. Is that not one of the reasons you stopped to pick me up?” She wouldnt allow him to know that she could read him like a book. She liked seeing that perlexing look on his handsome face. “Mmm, that feels wonderful! Rub my instep too?!? Very nice. If you really want to fuck me you will suck my toes too,” she laughed silkily. The look on his face was priceless. It amused her. Toying with her date was a way to entertain herself.

He couldnt possibly understand her ageless journey. How old was she now? 124? He would be dubious, at the very least and would accuse her of being a little too addicted to vampire phone sex folklore, if she confessed to him. That was not what this sensual harlot was planning on doing during this freaky fetish call. This was about having a devilish good time! Not playing silly games. Plus, it was hard to concentrate on her thoughts with his mouth on her pudgy digits. She thought about giving him a foot job too but wasnt sure if her hunger would allow for such teasing.

You suck those toes very well, slave. Yes I called you slave. You want to be with me you have to play my way. My nipples are very hard but my pussy is very cold. You need to try harder. And with that he got up on all fours and pushed up her tight skirt. Oh yes, this dear sweet morsel was going to do something that human men do best. Oral sex! She loved this pleasing aspect about male humans. She allowed him to dine on her perfect, pale, pussy till her claws were raking the roof of his car. The sound startled him and he looked up. “What have you done to my vehicle!?! Why do you have fangs?!? What fucked up horror is this!!!” he stuttered.

Every time, this vamp gets her pussy eaten this happens. Something about the pleasure makes her reveal herself too soon. Oh well, her belly was grumbling for his lifes essence. His cum. She didnt or couldnt wait any longer. He smelled so good. She dove her head between his legs and wrapped her red lips around the head of his cock. He groaned out in pleasure, while his eyes rolled in the back of his head. This vampire phone sex call was going to be very very bizarre, explosive, and yummy.

If you want to have a fantasy call with this vampire phone sex femme fatale all you have to do is call. Have your credit card ready.

Evil Phone Sex Witch Spells with Mistress Demonica

Welcome to my witches den. I am evil phone sex Dame Demonica and this is my bizarre lair. You must have followed me home from the bar. Tsk, first mistake, but it’s far too late to even discuss that. Come in. I can feel your eyes on me. Do you like what you see, bad boy? I figured you would. When I passed you on the corner I quickly read your mind (yes I can do that) and saw, exactly, what it is that you find attractive and I transformed myself into that femme fatale. You fellas so easily succumb to that trick. Aw, don’t pout. I didn’t mean to fool you so completely, but it’s just what I do.

We are going to have a really good time. I am in need of a new house slave and my feet are kiling me. As much as I love these Jimmy Choo’s, my feet are tired from being in them. Do you like my legs? I see your eyes keep scanning up and down the length of them. They are so sexy and silky. Can you imagine caressing them, kissing them, my wrapping them around your waist as you thrust into me? Dear boy! You are so silly. I did not bring you home for simple sex. How crass. My spell-work isn’t for such mundane tasks! I need a slave, not a stud. Here, take a drink of this potion, er I mean, wine.

There’s a good boy, that will make you feel much better. Here, let me pour you another glass. Drink up for your freaky evil phone sex mistress. Can’t have a guest in my house feeling thristy. That would make me terrible hostess. I wouldn’t want to leave you with that lasting impression. Pardon me? You feel hot? Well, silly, take your clothes off. That will make you feel so much better.

You do have quite the hard cock! (laughs softly) Bring me that, will you. Let your evil phone sex witch take a good look. Yes, its quite meaty and I am quite hungry. What’s that? You have watched too many horror movies. I am just going to take a little lick. Yes, like a blow job, kind of lick. Well, maybe with a little teeth. Oh, I am sorry did I nip you? You taste very good. You would taste much better with some wine. For me, silly, not you.

What’s that? Your dick feels “ripe”? Like it is swelling? You are right! It’s getting bigger by the minute. Inflating even! Well, I guess it would be fair to tell you now that I put something in that tasty potion to make it grow. Such fun! I like it when my slaves’ large cocks are in cock cages. I have no plans of having sex with you. You are here to be my slave, remember? Mortals and evil phone sex witches can’t very well have a real relationship with vanilla sex and all. Yuck. No, instead, you will take care of my needs while I control your erections and orgasms. Denial will be part of your life until you learn to behave.

My feet need massaging.

My hair needs brushing.

I need someone to do my laundry and cook for me.

And you will be the amusement at my famous evil phone sex witch parties! Think of all the satanic sex spells and other fun we might have. You could, potentially, get some sex then. Of course, my girlfriends are all size queens so I might want to make more potion! Ha!