Vendetta

My name is Vendetta, and prospective sexual playmates sometimes ask if I have one – a vendetta, that is. It always brings an evil smile as I answer “Oh, yes. Yes I do.” And hardcore phone sex is just one of the many ways I carry it out in some way against all my lovers. Apparently my revenge is extremely pleasurable for some very discriminating gentlemen.

I was a foster child my whole life. My mom dumped me in the Emergency Room when I was an infant and fled. When I was very young, I fell into the hands of a ring of perverted foster parents who loved to share their tender young toys. I was a star in that circle. I think they saved their most brutal, unfettered fantasies for me. Of course there were many other throwaway sex toys like me they used and passed around. Simply put, it was a sex cult.

The ring was eventually busted, and I was taken and put in another foster home – a decent one, this time – but I soon discovered that once you’ve been initiated into the foster child sex cult, you never leave. You carry it on, molesting the other little kids, driving Daddy out of his mind until he breaks down and fucks you, bringing in accomplices from the cult to share the fun …

After I was thrown out of my last foster home for an especially deviant violation, I was just another teen prostitute for a time. I was good at it – still am. I mean, I learned how to gobble cock and take it in all holes when I was obscenely young. I can please any man, and my pimp treated me like a princess until I ran away. He really did treat me well – unlike his other bitches. He sometimes had me dominate and punish them while he watched.

I became a social misfit, a drifter. I started hanging out at Drag Queen bars where all the trannies went cruising. At first, I went there to hide from my Pimp Daddy but I must say I quickly grew to enjoy it. That crowd knows how to party and fuck. I still consort with them from time to time.

I belong to Dementia now. She says she found “a juicy little diamond in the rough” in me. When she’s not using me for her own exquisite pleasures, enjoys watching me be her “surrogate domme,” making a select number of her male piggies suck my obscenely huge strap on, knowing that before our session is over, I will have turned his little man pussy into a bloody pulp.

I hope this gives you an idea of where I came from, who I am, the kinds of taboo kinks I enjoy. If my story appeals to you, and you’d enjoy a good, long swim in your darker waters, call me. Let’s dive deep.

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Tease and Denial Phone Sex – I have always been a vicious, evil tease, absolutely torturing the objects of my desire until they snap and take me physically – and I fight hard and dirty. You’ll have to get past my clawing fingernails, my fangs, my knees to your balls, and every other desperate tactic I can use against you. You want it that fucking bad? You have to earn a turn at me. I may tease and seduce you relentlessly, but I’m definitely not “easy.”

Cutting and Edge Play Phone Sex – The most private parts of my body are crisscrossed with a roadmap bearing witness to my past knife play ecstasies – some carved their initials, their tags, but occasionally I have been a canvas for true erotic artists, carving their most intricate blood tattoos on my flesh. In terms of sexual artistry, though, the edge play boys … they can be oh-so-creative in devising ways to take you to the very edge that separates life and death. And believe me, I am one of their favorite playthings. I have “gone toward the light” many times, and I can’t wait to dance around the “point of no return” again …

Erotic Asphyxiation Phone Sex – I pity anyone who has not experienced extreme breath play through whatever means – suffocation under cellophane, rubber mask asphyxia, duct tape, choking, erotic hanging … I know many people are scared they’ll go too far, but the mind-and-soul-shattering orgasms it can induce really aren’t possible until you are deprived of air to the very edge of consciousness. I love being bound and slowly, erotically “taken there” by my partners, and I enjoy “taking them there” equally. I must warn you, though, I can be a cruel and coldhearted bitch. I suppose you’ve probably gathered that by now.

Hitchhiker Kidnap Phone Sex – I have a talent for finding young meat in distress. I have spent entire nights cruising the highways and truck stops on the hunt, but I’ve always found them, and I’ve always convinced them that I’m “safe,” that I’m their savior … and those vulnerable young things have always found themselves in Goddess Dementia or various other Masters’ playrooms, ready to suffer any humiliation or agony anyone has on their minds at the time.

Strap-On Phone Sex – When I’m wearing my strap-on, I am in a mood to get serious on someone’s pussy or tight asshole. When I wear it, it’s like my own flesh, I go a little wild with that feeling of power, the ability to pile drive any hole that I want until its owner screams for me to relent – and even then, I stop only if I’m satisfied. And when it comes to strap-on action, it takes a great deal to satisfy me. It’s just too easy, too pleasurable …

Cross Dressing Phone Sex – I still have many friends, lovers and naughty acquaintances in the cross dressing, tranny, Drag Queen world. It is a very complicated, very uninhibited community, always simmering with sexual drama. You never know for sure exactly who your new hookup is. Dick? Pussy? Pre-Op Tranny? Post-Op Tranny? How many of his or her friends will be joining us? All the transsexual lovers I have adore group sex, and I have some very fond, intense memories of some of the gender-bending orgies I’ve participated in.

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