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Fucking with Frosty

I had the craziest nightmare. I guess its all the xmas decorations everywhere and the cold weather combined, and it all got inside my twisted mind. I drove home late last night and had seen a snowman in a neighbors yard. I am sure some neighbors had made it earlier that day, but something about it creeped me out. Instead of having a carrot for a nose, the neighbors had stuck the carrot where his cock would be – I am sure trying to be funny. I figured I was just tired and needed to get inside away from all this xmas crap.

I must have fallen asleep on the couch and next thing I knew it seemed as if I had woke up and it was freezing cold. As cold as it would be outside in the snow. But I was inside. In some house I didn’t recognize. It was dark, but I could see, and I was naked. My nipples were hard from the cold, and I could see something lurking in the corner of the room. It was huge, and it didn’t quite look like a man. It stepped into the light where I could see, and it was the fucking snowman from the neighbor’s yard!

This thing was alive and coming towards me. My heart was racing and everything was going in slow motion like it does in dreams. It grabbed my naked body and its grip sliced into my arms. I tried to pull away, but it pressed its frozen body against mine and it was so cold that it felt like it was burning my naked tits. Then I felt something sharp and cold poking me between my legs, and I remembered the carrot! I tried to pull away again, knowing this thing was going to try to fuck me. It was so strong, and caught me as I spun around.

It gripped me tight from behind and shoved its carrot cock right in my ass. It was sharp and cold and dry and tore my asshole as it stabbed its way in.  I was screaming for this snow beast to let me go, and just when i felt its arms begin to wrap around my neck and tighten, I woke up. My heart was pounding, and as I gathered my thoughts I realized that I had cum all over the couch. I stood up`to go get a towel, and realized that somehow I was naked, just like in the dream. When I put my feet on the floor I stepped in a huge puddle of ice cold water – it looked like something had melted all over the floor.

I made my way to the window and peeked out to see if the snowman was still there. Sure enough, it was, but it was looking towards my window with that carrot cock pointing straight at me, the tip of it dripping with blood.

Babysitter Phone Sex Fantasy With A Submissive Daddy

He was late coming home from his date.  He has been single for a long time and he needed to get out and away from his sons and daughter.  After a long night of not giving a fuck of what they were into or up to they went to bed.  I kept looking at the clock and it just kept getting later and later.  I had had enough of doing this, I wanted to go out with my friends.  I was stuck in this house with a parental control on the cable so I couldn’t even watch anything other than cartoons.  My brain was going to bleed if he didn’t hurry the hell up.

He came in and didn’t even say he was sorry.  He handed me a whole fifteen dollars and told me to have a good night.  Are you kidding me? Fifteen dollars for six hellacious hours of babysitting? No, no, NO!  I just looked at him and told him that I wanted more than this.  He told me that he didn’t have anymore money, I told him then he better get back out there and tap an ATM or something because I was not satisfied with my pay. 

He told me that he wasn’t going back out in a very stern voice.  What? Nobody talks to me that way, EVER!  I put my stuff down and poked him in the chest and told him, “Listen, YOU are going to get the fuck back out there, and YOU are going to get me more money…NOW!”  He actually shrunk back.  He mumbled, “Yes Ma’am.”  I started to smile and let the anger fade from my face.  I said, “Did you just say yes Ma’am?”  He nodded his head and looked down at the floor.  I said, “Well, well, seems Dear Old Daddy is a submissive pussy.”

He looked like he wanted to cry, but I didn’t care.  I figured if I could not have cold hard cash, then he would have to work it off.  He owed me a lot more than what he tried to give me.  By the time I left he was dressed in some of his wife’s clothing that she left behind begging me to make him my very own Sissy Bitch.  He also had his first taste of man cunt insertion.  He wanted to cum so badly but he isn’t allowed to until he can get me the money he owes me.  I fucking HATE babysitting, but I love Babysitter phone sex, especially when it involves a fantasy like this.

Shower Surprise

I had no idea you would be home so early, and so I brought one of my burner girl friends home. She licks my pussy so good, and she begged for a taste, so I couldn’t resist. I never thought you wanted another inked girl like me – thats why I always bring you the Barbie doll types. You love tearing up those virgin bimbos. But when you came home and caught us in the shower, you weren’t even mad?

You stood there and watched the show as she licked my tiny clit clean. It wasn’t long before you took your cock out and began stroking it. You told me to get rough with her and make her do what I said. That made me cum all over her face, and she licked up every drop. You grabbed her by the hair and shoved her against the wall and started fucking her ass. I got behind you and licked your ass, just the way you like.

You had her screaming for mercy, and here I had thought she was a tough girl. I guess no one is a match for your huge cock. I loved watching you fuck such a bad girl and making her scream that way. She could barely stay on her feet as you came deep inside her, and I felt your balls throbbing when you filled her cunt up. You stepped back and I began licking your cum out of her twat. It tasted so good, pouring out of her and into my mouth. Almost as good as when you shoot it right down my throat!

I’m the brattiest bitch!

“Hi, hello, this is your princess speaking!” That’s what you can expect when this bitch right here answers the phone. I am no cheap whore, and I do not take no for an answer so if you are looking for a submissive bitch then move right along. I am dominant and always get what I want. That’s why guys call me for things like blackmail or humiliation, and when they are looking for a bratty bitch to demand what she wants from them. I have no issue forcing you to give me what I want; I simply do not take no for an answer. The word no isn’t even in my fucking vocabulary. I’ve just been spoiled too fucking much to not get everything I want, and to not get pleased when I am damn good and ready to be pleased. That’s why I talk to so many men, they all want something different and so do I. This body doesn’t pay for itself – you want me to be that hot toned bitch then keep paying for my organic food and gym membership. I really love when you desperate losers call me and want me to humiliate you. Or the pathetic sissy boys – they are such a joke wearing my panties and shit! Ha! Whatever you’re into, I am too, because I love money and I’ve grown to have no taboos no matter how spoiled I am. It’s the price I have to pay to keep living my life the way a princess should, and to pay for all the things my current sugar daddies won’t. I don’t blame them; they can’t make it too obvious to their ugly ass wives. I’m already that bitch who always wants to be fucked all the time, 24/7. Ha, I’m the girl you love to hate.  But you can’t stay away from me either…

Mean girl phone sex with a Princess

Just look at you.  Sitting there just drooling at me.  It is disgusting!  I can smell the desperation all the way over here.  You know, guys like you make me laugh.  You honestly do.  You have no chance in hell with me or any other girl like me, yet, you keep trying.  You are awkward, and have a pretty meaningless job that you haul your pathetic butt to every day.  What good will that do for me? Nothing!

You see a Princess such as myself is worth more than what you can afford with that dish washer salary.  I bet you have to help your Mom buy cat food for all those kitties that live in your trailer with you two.  Gross.  Mean girl phone sex is my forte.  I like treating you like the absolute looser you are.  Because I know that someone like you loves it when us Perfect girls are mean as fuck to you.  You go home and whack off on your unmade bed while your Mother calls for you over and over again to come and scoop out the cat shit from the littler boxes. Again, GROSS!

2 girl phone sex With Princess Melody and Princess Katelyn

Guess what? Princess Melody and I are teaming up to give some mean girl phone sex tag team action.  We know you desire Us. We know you lay in your bed at night and think those “if only” thoughts.  That is what they will always be, meager “if only” thoughts.  Because just as I do not allow anyone to tread on any part of my perfect Princess self, neither does Princess Melody.  We were created to be worshiped, adored and to make you feel absolutely humiliated!  Just think of how happy you would make Us by clinging to our every word.  Hand washing Our lingerie, getting to feel the still wet cotton that was snuggled up against Our wet heavenly pussy as We wore them earlier that day.  Or perhaps you could even get a special treat and get to see what a real Man’s cum looks like as it clings to the inside of our panties after being freshly fucked.

We will laugh at you, demean you, degrade you and turn you into the cock sucking faggy you are.  You know you would do anything for Us.  Anything at all.  All with the barely there promise that maybe, just maybe someday you will get to feel what it would be like to be with one of Us.  Not that that  promise will ever come to fruition, but there is always hope isn’t there? *laughs*

Little Dicked Loser

EWW!!! What exactly is that thing?!  No not anything behind you, that…THING…between your legs?  Did you find it at the Good Will in the Infant section? Surely you do not want me to attempt to do anything with it.  There is nothing even there big enough to try.  It looks like a deformed naked mole rat.  Just quivering, and peeking at me.  Put it away!  Nobody wants to see that.  I bet when your Mom gave you a bath she wore HAZMAT gloves so she wouldn’t have to touch it. 

Ooooooooooooooooooh, you know what? I have an idea.  Since you are too small to even get near my smooth Princess Pussy, why don’t I just take MY panties off and you can wear them.  Here.  Take them.  Go on.  I don’t think they will be at all tight. *snicker*  Just pull them right up.  At least you will be able to feel a little better being able to have that skin anomaly near where my lips were pressed.

Look at you.  A little dicked loser.  You look humiliated, and you should.  Now I think I will call one of my friends over.  You know…a real man, and have him show you what a real dick looks like.

My Trip to the Morgue

 

Last Halloween, I was doing an internship in a local hospital. I was getting flirty with this Physician’s Assistant who was pretty cute.  I would have gone out with him if he had asked. Instead he thought it would be fun to drug me. He gave me a shot of something that knocked me right out. He then abducted me and carted me off to the hospital morgue in the basement. I woke up surrounded by corpses. I know I was going to be a nurse, but the morgue is just creepy. The smell of formaldehyde makes me nauseous. I pleaded with him to just let me go. I tried to act like I knew it was a joke, but honestly I was not sure his intentions were good.

I thought if I just acted like I wanted to be there; like I was turned on by my surroundings I might get out unscathed. As he was standing over me, I pulled out his cock and started sucking it like my life depended on it. I just tried to forget the smell, forget about the bodies. But he refused to cum in my mouth. He wanted to fuck me in one of the morgue drawers. A man who drugged me and abducted me to the morgue was capable of anything, so I had to go along with it. I was so creeped out sliding on to that cold steel slab surrounded by newly dead bodies. The smell, the cold, the dark, the death…..not an ideal situation for fucking in my estimation.

But I let him fuck the shit out of me. I wanted to lay there like a corpse because I so did not want to fuck him, but I sucked it up and fucked back hoping I would soon be out of the dungeon of death. He came inside me. I thought we could just go back upstairs now, but he wanted to fuck on the autopsy table.  Gross doesn’t begin to describe it. A body had just been dissected on that table and there was blood and tissue on it, and a body bag.  He tossed me over and mounted me from behind, fucking me doggy-style. He was  so hard. Not sure if it was being surrounded by death or forcing himself on me that turned him on the most. Then he asked me something that totally shocked me. He asked me if I would like to watch him fuck one of the bodies. WTF? Forcing me is one thing, the surroundings is something else, but actually fucking a dead person was just vile.  I told him maybe we could save that for our next encounter. Thank goodness he fell for it.

I don’t think I have ever fucked again under such creepy circumstances, nor will I ever. And I certainly never encountered such a seemingly good person who was so fucked up. To this day, I still have nightmares about being abducted to the morgue. Where is the creepiest place you have ever fucked?

 

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies: Looking for a Sugar Daddy

 

I was on a date with this nice man I met online at SugarDaddies.com.  It’s a dating service for younger girls to meet older, financially secure men who will wine and dine them properly. I love older men with nice bank accounts; what coed doesn’t? I remember trying to look cute and smart for him-not too slutty, more hot girl next door. I did not want to appear as a gold digger, even though the men on this site do know what we want lol! We had a nice dinner, a few drinks….then I woke up with a ball gag in my mouth tied up in a room I did not recognize.

The migraine and dry mouth told me I had been slipped a roofie. I would have slept with him.  I am no cock tease, unless you got absolutely nothing to offer me. I looked around then I saw him. I think he fancied himself Christian Gray. I saw a wide array of bondage toys and devices; countless whips, chains, restraints, dildos…. I don’t mind bondage games, but I want to consent. I gave no consent to my Sugar Daddy.

He came up behind me, grabbed my hair hard and began spanking my ass with a wooden Fraternity paddle. I felt like I was being hazed. He kept demanding I say. “I’m a cheap slut” after every whack. My ass was bright red. He showed me in a mirror. I told him to just let me go that all of this force was unnecessary. I would willingly play along. But that angered him and I got a smack down and a throbbing cock shoved up my back door. I yelped in pain, but he put his hands on my throat and  choked me while he had his way with my ass for hours. I think he was on coke or something because he lasted forever, never went soft. My ass was sore all over again. He kept me as his sex slave all weekend. He forced me to text my Daddy that I was staying at a friend’s for the weekend so no one would report me missing. He sodomized me repeatedly all weekend. He did feed me and let me pee, but he forced himself  in every one of my holes.

When Sunday night came around he was like, “You can go, you have school in the morning.” He let me shower up, gave me fresh clothes and  tossed me $3,000 cash. I got roofied, held captive, sodomized, and spanked all weekend against my consent , and he just casually discards me like a house servant.  Apparently, he thought I was Sasha Grey. I got myself home, sought medical attention, and canceled my membership with SugarDaddies.com. I’ll find my own sugar daddy. Maybe that is you?

I Was a Bad Girl and Daddy Punished Me

Now, I am usually Daddy’s little girl. His angel. His lover. But I went through a bratty stage in school. I could be an insolent little bitch and a party whore. I remember this one time when my daddy refused to give me more money to party with, so I just stole money out of his wallet.  I figured he would notice, but guess I thought I could sweet talk my way out of it or give him one of my sexy blowjobs and he would forget all about it. Not that time. Not sure if he was jealous that his cock was not the only one going in my cunnie or if he was really pissed. Either way, Daddy punished me hard. And I liked it.

He grabbed me by my ponytail and pulled me out of my bed and down the stairs. Daddy was being rough and mean. He threw me over his knees, pulled my panties down and started spanking me hard. His big burly hand was smacking my bottom repeatedly. It stung. I tried to say I was sorry, but Daddy was not listening to a word I said. He was so into smacking my ass, he tuned my voice out.  Daddy enjoyed spanking me. His big throbbing cock that was poking me in the belly told me that.

After the spanking, I thought I could go back to bed and we were all even and shit. But no, Daddy wanted to punish his party girl whore more. He went into the closet and came back with a ball gag and ropes and some restraints. I’d seen that sort of stuff online, but did not know my Daddy was into bondage. He said I was not going to sneak out of the house this weekend and party like a slut. He made sure of that too. He put the gag in my mouth and restrained my hands and ankles and pinned me down to the ground. I couldn’t move. He left me there to “Think about what I had done” for hours. Daddy was not playing, he was really mad that I took his money.

When he came back, he freed my legs and I thought he was letting me go, but he just tied a rope between my ankles. I could see the bulge in his jeans. He liked restraining his baby girl; he liked being a mean Daddy.  He pulled his hard cock out of his pants and jammed it in my tight cunnie. Fucked my pussy for while then slid his dick in my tight ass. Came hard in my ass. Then he shoved his cock in my mouth and made me clean my ass juice off it. Ewww.  This was a new side of Daddy. He was being a dominate Daddy and it made my pussy all wet.

He punished me repeatedly all weekend. Fucked me over and over and over, but never let me out of my restraints.  He said I better not ever think of stealing from him again just so I could party like a whore with a bunch of horny teens. I’d like to say I learned my lesson, but I liked the reaction my bad behavior elicited in my Daddy. Now, I never stole money from him again, but I may have been bad a few more times. I like it when Daddy punishes me. Will you punish me?