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Sep 052017
 

You know when you get in one of those moods where your just rather unsure where you wish to take things? Sure a dominant scenario would be fun but so could a submissive one. I mean granted I am more into being the domme in most situations but you get the idea. Today I am wanting a bit more of a kinky phone sex role play.

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A fantasy that has one of us bound and possibly gagged for good measure. Now dont worry I know what your thinking how are we gonna decide who gets to be shackled down?

Well I say we let our dicks decide. The one with the bigger cock wins and gets to be the more dominant one. Oh sure its not fair but really honey did you think I would let you win?

See my bondage phone sex role play has you calling for an escort. Asking for someone specialized in things of the fetish variety and well strap on play being a key component of what you seek. You have no idea when you book me that my strap on skills are far more realistic than any other girl out there.

We meet in some dank motel room as you want to add to the whole call girl mystic. Sure honey where ever you want to meet. My leather handbag weighing heavy on my shoulder when I enter. Give you a quick kiss and a push on to the bed. Enough of the formalities. Time is money and your ass is mine.

Having you strip naked and lay back on the bed. I drop my bag on the sticky night stand with a thud. Begin pulling out various handcuffs and leather bindings to find just the right set that will work with what is most likely a cum soaked bed.

Finding the metal cuffs will work just perfectly, I straddle over your chest and begin to bind you to the frame of the wobbly headboard. Bet there are a thousand tales to this bed.

You of course struggle but I can feel your erection poking me in the ass. Oh honey your not the one going to be doing the fucking. I shall be!

Once I have you good and bound that is when I stand up and start to slowly strip. Watching you fidget and fuss wishing you could reach your throbbing hardon.

Rather sucks to be you currently.

Wonder how well you will do when you find out my dirty secret. That my “strap on dick” isnt in my handbag but already in my panties?

Yes I am going to leave you there just aching for a call with myself Whisper the hottest transsexual on the net. Lets see how this bondage phone sex role play unfolds.

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Dec 052016
 

Hello Fellow Deviants. I got discovered on the dance floor in amongst the gyrating bodies, by the most succulent of creatures. You know when you leave the house you have a deep feeling something monumental is about to happen. Mine was the combining of erotic energy with a like minded individual. I was feeling the pulsating of the music as I danced when I felt someone grabbing my hips only to match my rhythm with their body against me. I wait for a hard shaft to meet my curves but instead it was flesh much higher against my back that I felt ~ breasts. Her hands slid into my dress only to increase the intensity I felt for her. Flesh against flesh nothing to stop the erotic charge brewing within me.

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Our time at the club was brief but the bond we shared after lasted some time. For she was truly as dark as I. It was a weekend filled with bondage, myself tied up and tortured for hours on end. I still bare the marks. I keep rubbing my wrists remembering the leather cuffs that she placed on them and the chains that draped between my wrists. My fingers prevent me from saying anymore about this sinful bisexual experience, for my erotic cravings need attention. There is only one thing that shall cure my craving having me bound from the rafters in a bondage phone sex session.

Ask for Devon Smith

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Feb 172015
 

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Now this could come as rather shocking coming from someone like me a nasty deviant phone sex whore but I do enjoy Valentine’s Day. Not in the traditional sense. I adore the flowers and the candles. Really the connection with someone. To me it really doesnt have to be about the “love” just that connection which 2 sexual beings can share. Now if they are perverse beings that makes things far more fun.

This Valentine’s Day I got to enjoy the company of someone who enticed my mind, spirit and soul to new levels of enlightenment. Something that very rarely happens when I am playing with anyone as of late. Seems I always lack that certain something in my play partners that intimate chemistry so to speak.

However, this man spoke to me on a multitude of levels but mostly my submissive one. He was a Dom who was ready to enhance this deviant phone sex whore’s knowledge of submitting to him through bondage and spanking.

So really you see I could not say no to such an arousing evening like that. It started out with some amazing kissing that had me near weak in the knees. He believed that dominating me was the ultimate seduction but he wanted to woo and dance me into my submission. Can tell you as he kissed me I was becoming putty in his hands.

Every kiss and touch was expertly placed having me wanting to submit to him. Needing to submit to him on more than just one level. Really couldnt believe that I was near begging to be bound and spanked. This very rarely if ever happens to me.

He course knew this.

Knew I was use to switching between control and not but ultimately always maintaining the upper hand in bedroom play.

This night I would ultimately lose though. He was an expert in so many ways. I would have to submit and willingly submit to him.

Yes I know this is such a tease but really I am still unable to think straight after our amazing sexual encounter. The words are flowing from my mind through my fingers but I am wondering if they are truly capturing what all happened. So for now I will leave you wondering what he did.

Nasty Devon the deviant phone sex whore.

Nov 182014
 

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Deviant Devon once again finding my way to writing a blog to inform you of some of the wonderful taboo quests I yearn for. Like you I lack that thrill with my sexual partners. Sure you have the issue of being afraid to express your longing for something perverse and taboo to the one you are with be it a wife, gf or a strange fuck buddy.

In all honesty, though isnt a the reason for a stranger so you can dive into your odd sexual fetishes? Just a thought!

I however am not afraid to admit that my sexual desires to run on the perverse. That my pussy gets wet for things that are not the norm. Actually if you slap me into the missionary position I am most likely to tell you to get the fuck out of my bed for I am not looking for married sex. However, if you were to lay me on my back and tie me up so that you could drip candle wax over my body in that missionary position. That would have me wiggling in excitement.

Yes I know.

Odd.

But it works for me.

I dont expect others to share in my excitement for the taboo. Nor do I expect to share in all of yours. There is a joy that can be shared when talking about it on the phone though. The talking of intimate details of what arouses us. That is what draws me to being a perverse phone sex slut by the way. The sharing well more confessing of intimate perverse sexual ideas that you just cant share with your partner.

Being able to role play something sinfully nasty which will have more squirming with disgust. That is what I want to talk about. To share.

Will I most likely want to go out and engage in that sexual act off the phone? Probably not but then again you might enlighten me to a new fetish and make me want to go try it with a willing partner. Which will only having you even more jealous of being a perverse phone sex slut.

For I will engage in what excites me and you will merely stroke your cock to the ideas.

Just ask for Devon Smith your nasty strawberry red headed slut.

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Jan 192014
 

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My wrists are not new to being bound. Anyone who has done a bondage  phone sex fantasy with me knows my love affair with being tied up. However, for those that happen to see me wondering down the street can figure out that I am a bondage loving girl simply by the leather wrap bracelets adorning my wrists. I started wearing the bracelets as a way to cover up the rope marks. For far too many people were asking what I had done and I am not ashamed by my kinks and fetishes but far too many people are too vanilla. The just dont understand how someone can want to be tied up. To willingly allow another person to take away their freedom.

I dont see it that way.

Being tied up and bound is well intense foreplay. Actually you could only do that and have my bald pussy so wet that just the lightest of touches near it will have me orgasm-ing let alone fucking me. I know I dont have to explain that to others who love bondage.

You understand the moment those bindings are around your wrists your skin is already tingling with excitement. Your cock is rising up rock hard or clit is ready to be touched. Perhaps that is why I wear my bracelets its not so much to hid the marks of my sexual bindings but more to keep myself in a constant state of arousal.

Something to think about now isnt it perhaps during a bondage phone sex call.

Just ask for the one and only sexual freak Devon Smith

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Oct 202013
 

Hey its Josie and you know what someone just said to me that I would be good bait. Well not like for fishing but in the sense of being his side kick in an accomplice phone sex call. See he figures that I can lure anyone from the park with my sweet face. Like who would expect me to be working with some pervert, right?

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Like Rob put me in pigtails cause he knew who he wanted me to work my cuteness on a certain someone. She was the sales clerk at the grocery store. He always goes through her check out but she never ever seems to notice him. Thats pretty rude dont you think?

He knew she would have a hard time not noticing me sitting in the parking lot right around when she got off shift. Me sitting on the back of the van crying cause I couldnt find my parents.  Guess I should tell you that Rob like followed her around for like ever to get to know exactly what she did.

There I was sitting hoping she would come over.

She totally did. There she was comforting me telling me it would be all right as I was bawling about how my parents were gone. Just as she was hugging me that is when Rob jumped out of the van and grabbed her tossing her into the van. All I could do was giggle. Being an accomplice to such things is awesome!

Rob tied her up really quick and gagged her. Think he had done this a time or two before. It was a quick drive to his house. Pulling into the garage so not even she knew where she was.

Dragging her into the basement. Rob had it all set up this bed in the middle of the room with chains to tie her up with. The room was pretty dark as any window was covered up. My job was to tie her up as he held her down on the bed. Holy crap did she squirm a lot. I almost didnt get her tied up.

We couldnt really take her gag out cause she would scream loud but that was alright. Rob was rock hard in his pants. The grocery clerk was bouncing all over the bed and Rob wanted to enjoy her but I knew he would cum super quick if he did anything with her. So being the perfect accomplice I dropped down to my knees and pulled out his cock to suck. I think its only right to suck his cock and get him off quickly.

It wasnt long before he was staring at her and pumping my mouth so hard. He blew his load in my mouth. Nothing like a jizz cannon shooting in my mouth. Now I could of swallowed it cause I am a swallower but not this time. I jumped up on the bed with my feet on either side of the girl right around her tits. Then looking right in her face I opened my mouth and spit that cum on her face. OMG Rob was ready to explode all over again.

I know you wanna know more about what Rob and I did with his grocery clerk but you will have to just call me and lets have some fun of our own in an accomplice phone sex call.

Josie

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Feb 202013
 

So I was recounting my first hogtied bondage experience a little bit ago and really had to end the blog much too soon but anyone who has a bondage fetish knows once you start thinking about it. Well lets just put it this way I had to let my fingers do something else other than type and I doubt my mind could focus on the details any more. Not one to leave things unfinished I came back to finish off that rope bondage phone sex blog.

As a little refresher, I was in a hotel room with a complete stranger. Striped naked and laying on the hotel bed with nothing more than creamy white rope twisted and knotted around my body. Every move I did would have that rope rubbing against my pale skin and leaving it a bit pink. In some ways I wanted to move for that rope felt amazing against my skin. I was on my stomach with the rope tying up my ankles to my wrists in a complete hogtie position.

I was vulnerable.

I was excited.

I was ready for anything this stranger could give me.

Or so I thought.

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That is when he brought out the nipple clamps from his case. Rolling me over on to my side. My nipples at this point were hard. His fingers flicked them to make them harder and more excited. Pulling on them. He knelt down next to the bed so that both his hands could toy with my bound tits. I could not help but moan. It was in that moment of being lost in the excitement when the nipple clamps came on. Catapulting me back into reality. That I was a bound bitch at the mercy of someone else.

What ever he wanted he could do to me. Those teeth on the nipple clamps made me realize that quickly. For my nipples were on fire. Scratch that my pussy was on fire. He knew this too. For I was no the first girl he had tied up. Nor would I be the last. But I was the only one he had tied up at the moment. So i was the one that mattered.

I was his rope bondage bitch.

His finger looping around the chain that ran between my clamped nipples. Part of me begged with him not to tug at it the other part of me was begging to feel the sexual rush that would happen the minute he did tug at it. He could sense it. That gleam in his eyes told me so.

Before I could think.

Before I could debate what it would be.

He was pulling that chain and plunging his fingers into my dampening pussy. Oh the intensity of it all. This was ecstasy. I am sure of it. Each tug would have his fingers slipping in and out of my pussy.

I was rocking back and forth on my bindings. Letting my skin become raw under the bondage rope. All that mattered was the building orgasm. My first bondage orgasm at the hands of a complete stranger.

Each time I came close he would rock my body in such away that my focus became the bindings and less about my pussy. I was cursing him and praising him at the same time. I was all over the place with my thoughts.

I can say when he did allow me to cum it was intense which I know those who experiment with orgasm edging can agree with.

Perhaps we can create our own rope bondage phone sex fantasy. I could be the sexy stranger to hogtie you.

Devon Smith

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Jan 302013
 

There are those moments in time when you sit back and think back on what you have done sexually. The path you have ventured down and there are certain moments that make you not just smile but actually make you pussy still tingle with delight over that experience. It might not have been something you have done for quite awhile but it still resonates with in you so much that your body remembers even if it takes your mind a few moments to capture all the delicious moments of it. For me its a certain hogtied bondage event that comes to mind instantly.

It was my very first time venturing into bondage of any type let along hogtied bondage. It was a stranger I had met up with at a coffee shop of all things but that wouldn’t really surprise you too much for I lived in a small town when I was younger and well this guy was just someone traveling through, there to do some work for a few days then move along. Which made it perfect he had a yearning for some bondage fetish and a wide eyed strawberry blonde girl just out of high school was perfect for him. After talking a for awhile over all types of bizarre shit. Not talking oh I am a sexual freak type shit it was worldly stuff you know the stuff I just didnt get from the guys my age. He knew that I was lacking certain things in my life too from the guys my own age as was he. He found it hard to tell his wife that he had a fetish for bondage. So that is what made him look for “willing victims” such as myself.

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It really didnt take long before I was heading to his hotel room not quite sure what was in store for me really. I knew this guy was going to enlighten me sexually in ways that I knew was missing but beyond that it was a mystery.

A delightful mystery.

One I was truly ready to discover.

He must of been in the mood too for he told me to strip naked. I must say the warm person I met at the coffee shop disappeared. Sure he was still there but there was this new aura that came over him. One of authority that you just had to obey. I removed my clothes quickly.

His next bark was to lay on the bed as he ventured to his suitcase and pulled out the most creamy silky nylon rope. Tons of it for it seemed heavy to lift. He started weaving that silky rope around my neck this intricate application of knots and twists began there. I had to roll and twist and aid him in his application of the bondage but yet at the same time with every pull of the rope as it glided over my bare skin it was enticing. Erotic.

Must say just sitting here writing about it I find it most stimulating as well.

He would place knots around my breasts.

Then came rolling me over on to my stomach so that he could have my arms bound to behind me. The hogtied bondage began. I could see how this could be quite the stimulating fetish for someone. For only being bound for 15 minutes it was already having an effect on me. To see the look on his face as he had to work each twist and knot was arousing as well. Hearing him command me to bend my knees. I knew this was the part where he was going to completely hogtie me but at the same time I didnt stop it.

I wanted him to continue till I was completely bound. To let the silk of the rope rub against my pale skin. Must admit my mind did wander to what does happen when one is in a hogtied bondage state? Think its only a natural reaction. I felt very vulnerable and very arouse. The two feelings were fighting each other in some ways and in others they were very at home with each other.

Now I could tell you what all happened with me being hogtied but really that would be something to savor at a later date. For I am becoming far too aroused to sit here and type any more.

Be sure to ask for Devon Smith  let us explore some hogtied bondage fetish together.

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Aug 192012
 

Arianna Here! Fully admit that I may not think like most woman out there. Perhaps its because I am a phone sex girl and that alters my thinking. Course being a taboo phone girl happens to alter my perception on things greatly. For when I see a great pair of stockings I have a few things run though my mind, such as how my last sissy boy would look in them and how my last intox caller would go crazy seeing me wearing those black stockings.

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But the extreme part of my mind goes some where else when I see those stockings. Some where far darker than would be probably expected of a girl who looks like me. I wonder how strong those stockings are and if they could hold a grown man down. Perhaps its the last accomplice fantasy or maybe some movie I watched that got me thinking that way but when I am holding those stockings in my hand.

Twisting them around my fingers.

Gliding them over my wrist.

I just cant help but think how sexy they would be tying someone up.

Seeing you stretched out on that bed with your hands above your head with the black stockings wrapping around your wrist. Sure your fighting but that is the thing with stockings they wont let you go. You wiggle around more and more. But the more you wiggle the harder your cock gets. That is when I grab another stocking only to wrap it around that hardening cock of yours.

Why not?

Why not use your bondage for something interesting. Something exciting.

An intense orgasm denial perhaps?

Cock and Ball torture session?

Strap on session?

I really could go on and on with the options. You are my bondage phone sex slave to use.

Just ask for Arianna

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May 222012
 

Fellow Phone Sex Slave Hello. Never been one to shiver when I enter into a dark room. But this one I couldn’t help but get not only shivers but goose bumps up my arms. For the note only said to enter, close the door behind me and take 5 steps.

Part of me wanted to reach to my side to look for a light switch but the note said not too. So it was with the creak of the door that I closed it. Standing there waiting patiently for the next signal.

With a deep exhale that is when the voice came from the darkest corner of the room. Just saying welcome. I admit as much of an extreme fetish phone slut I am, I jumped.

My eyes straining to see in the dark.

My ears perking up to hear more.

Nothing.

Nothing till a movement of air beside me. It was then that I knew he was there. Inches from me. I swear I could feel his warm breath on me. Part of me was scared the other part was excited.

Swear he could smell the arousal juices dampening my pussy as I stood there.

It seemed like eternity as I stood there. Waiting. Waiting for what I dont know. But just waiting.

It was then as I grew impatient and excited all in one that his hands grabbed me from behind. Grabbing my arms just by the crook of my elbows and yanking my arms behind me. His strong hands slid down my arms to my wrists where he bound them with a plastic zip tie. I knew this for there is no mistaking that zip sound.

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No I never did fight it. For I am a nasty phone whore that craves to be in extreme sexual situations and nothing is more extreme than to be standing here in a dark room with a complete stranger bounding me. I can not tell you how wet my panties were at this point. To hear him breathing hard down my neck.

My hands were so close to his body. I struggled in my bindings to reach back and touch him. One little touch. I know my hands heck even a finger touching his cock would do. I know I was in reach.

A gruff laugh was all I heard followed by, ” Your Master did not tell you you could move slut. ”

That had me moaning.

He lead me forward pushing me by the back of my neck. Oh what did my Master have in store for me.

He turned me into a bedroom or least I believe it to be a bedroom for I was pushed face first on to a bed. A blindfold was placed over my eyes and this is where the true form of punishment began.

For as I lay there blindfolded my Master cut off my clothes. I could feel the coolness of the metal blades against my arms as he snipped my t-shirt. The slicing of my skirt. The way he ran that blade over my pussy before snipping off my wet panties. I can not lie I was rolling around on that bed in excitement.

He took those panties. I heard him take a deep sniff of them as he placed them in my mouth. My nipples harden as I was forced to taste my pussy juices off my wet panties.

The excitement of laying there naked, blindfolded and bound was far too intense for me. I kept trying to rub my legs together to alleviate the rising tingling sensation within my pussy. Course I knew this wouldn’t go without notice and only had Master grabbing my ankle and tying each of them to the bed.

So now I lay there with my arms behind my back bound and my legs spread with my ankles bound to the bed. As I laid there trying to hear the floor creak or something to get some bearings on where he was. It was at that moment I felt a chill running up my inner thigh all the way to my pussy.

I couldn’t help but arch my back as the cube of ice reached my extremely hot pussy. His gruff laugh as he slid that cube between my pussy lips. “Slut needs to be cooled down it seems”

Oh how I moaned.

But as much as the intensity of the ice burned I couldn’t help but rub my pussy up and down against that cube for hit was the first thing to touch it in what seemed like forever. How I would do anything for him to finger my tight cunt cold fingers and all.

I tried begging but that didn’t get me anywhere either for he only ignored my begging words.

I suppose he didn’t ignore them for he only found new ways in which to torture his bondage phone sex slave. For no sooner do I finish my begging and he is dragging his nails over my body. All over my body. Sure he is leaving deep red trials across my pale skin. But that mere touch only has me screaming in ecstasy.

I can not tell you how long the bondage torture went on for but I can tell you that I left a huge wet spot on that bed. For each tortuous technique had me wiggling around in excitement.

Love to be your bound and tortured phone sex slave

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