I can still remember the night that he called me for phone sex at phonesex kingdom, it was storming and I was snuggled up in my warm and cozy bed covered in soft, fluffy blankets. Even though it was summer, it was so cold outside that I had turned on the heater to warm up my house. We had emailed back and forth for months prior to this night, he found my phone number on SoundCloud by listening to my audio sex stories. I did not know much about him. Actually, all that I knew about him was that his name was Michael. Michael’s first email to me was short, simple and to the point. He asked if I would indulge him in a role-play fantasy, he emphasized that it was very important to him that if he eventually did set up this accomplice phonesex call, that I make it as real as possible. Michael was adamant that I ensure that two fetish goddesses were available to join us on a few of our calls together. Specifically requesting Brittany, the submissive slut looking to play and Frankie, the GILF Phone Sex Queen. In his last email, Michael said that he would be calling soon to further discuss the details of his fantasy.
His call came a few nights later, the night of the storm. I actually had the evening off, so I was surprised when my phone rang. Hesitating to answer it, I finally picked up the phone and heard a dial tone. But, as soon as I hung up, the phone rang again loudly; startling me and making me jump. The sound of his voice sent chills up my spine. Just hearing his raspy, creepy voice on the other end of my line made me hesitant to continue to do the call with him.

Phone Sex Can Be Sex Therapy

 

Michael explained that his phone sex call would be different than other calls that I may have done in the past. He had just gone through a heart-wrenching breakup and felt like this would be a form of sex therapy to help him over his heartache. I immediately felt guilty for judging him based on his voice, even though I still couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling I had in the pit of my stomach.
Michael then asked me to play his accomplice, helping him to lure the women in for him. Michael then spoke at great length by describing, in great detail, a warehouse that he had built. He had equipped the warehouse with soundproof walls, cells for his captives and an extensive collection of torture devices. Michaels plan was to rape and torture his captives for weeks before ultimately killing them.
As I listened to Michael talk about his fantasy; the uneasy feeling that I had in the pit of my stomach had grown. His voice seemed to get raspier and creepier the more he talked about it. Actually, it almost seemed like he knew that he was making me uncomfortable and it excited him. I could tell that was more than just a fantasy for Michael, so I politely declined and hung up. I thought that was the end of it. Little did I know, this was just the beginning. I was about to find out what happens when sex stories Tumblr posts turn into reality.