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I have a skill that many others wish they could obtain. The way of making men feel totally helpless and vulnerable with my wicked mind, and hot young voice. Making your mind melt, as your cock throbs. Needing, and wanting more… Craving it, as I totally destroy your life and everything surrounding it.

Leaking your precious secrets in ways you only envisioned in your dreams…

Your cock, and mind aching to play with me. Aching to be owned and manipulated by someone as skilled as I am. That is what I’m bringing you. I am bringing you the ability to see into my dark twisted SADISTIC mind.

I have no problem ruining a mans life, and going about my day as if nothing happened. Laughing and painting my nails carelessly while the cry and beg to be saved. To be reprieved of their bad decisions.

Although… I don’t know if calling anything with me a bad decision is wise.

I will make your head spin, sending you in a million different directions, your cock aching and begging for more… Before you even have the ability to realize what’s happening to you. Before you have the chance to gain your whits. To stop what’s happening.

All of you naughty fucks have been following everyone’s blogs for quite some time now. Well, I’ve decided to spice things up a bit. To bring you a new level of fuckery that you aren’t even prepared for. A lot of you guys know I specialized in B—- Mail… For quite some time. Then we, unfortunately, couldn’t use that word anymore. I’ve sat and thought about how I could re-invent myself. How I could bring you something that you’ve been craving, on a whole new level. Then it dawned on me.

I know exactly how to re-invent myself. I have decided to brand the Amazing skill I have of fucking with sick fucks such as yourself as “Pink Mail”. I’m amazing, and I know it. I also fucking LOVE the color pink. That being said, let me tell you a little more about “Pink Mail,” and how exactly I decide to fuck your worlds up using it.

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It’s easy. It’s Pink Mail…

Let’s Do It, Baby.

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Dani

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Not your normal phone sex girl.

Hey, you naughty fucker welcome to my site! I would love to tell you that I’m the type of girl to moan and whimper in your ear like a naughty little slut. However, that’s just not the case.

My name is Danielle, Dani for short. And I love to wrap naughty pathetic fucks around my finger and make them beg and whimper while I treat them like the pathetic losers that they are. That’s what dirty sluts just like you need.

To know who’s in charge while you please me. While you stroke that tiny little cock for me and let me tell you what I really think of you. You know you like it.

Come get some. 

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Candy is Dandi 😉 

By The Way… You’ve Been Uninvited. Copycat Phone Sex With Princess Dani!

Sorry Mister, if you want to read my blog, you will have to click the link below so you can focus on me!

I don’t belong to anyone…
But everyone knows my name…

Most of you know I took a year off to finish school, those of you that don’t know me from before now know that I indeed did take a year off. I came back a month ago and all of my eager pets have been falling back at my feet. Paying tribute to the goddess they know rules their world.

Have you come back for a taste of your deviant sadistic princess?

A True Homewrecking Princess.

Call me calloused, call me cold… You’re italic, I’m in bold…

Call me cocky, watch your tone… You better love me, ’cause you’re just a clone’…

Over the years there have been many girls trying to be me. Trying to be the homewrecking cunt everyone knows I am. I can wreck a home, leave a wife and tears and still bend down to remove her wedding ring. Taking homewrecking to a whole different level. I Fucking love making men weak for me, taking strong wealthy businessmen and wrapping them around my finger. Making them come back for more and more.

You know who you are.

The fact of the matter is, there is only one me. Only one true homewrecking princess who will leave your cock aching. Doubt me? Test my skills.

Let’s play you naughty fucker. Allow me to show you just how fucked you actually are.

By the way… You’ve been uninvited…

‘Cause all you say are the same things I did’…

Quit trying to fool yourself. You need this. You need to be outed like a dirty fucking whore, to have your whole world exposed to the true you. The you that you’ve been hiding for so long. I can give you everything you need and more. Making you ache, until you just can’t take it anymore.

It’s time to mess with a true homewrecking princess.

So go ahead, take your cock and your credit card out. Let’s make your world crumble.

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Hey Boys! I’ve started using google hangouts to communicate with you naughty fucks since yahoo messenger is going away completely! You can find instructions –> HERE <– on how to use google hangouts if you’re unsure! All you have to have is a gmail account, and let’s face it, everyone has one of those these days! LOL! Just add me once you get it all set up: deviant.dani.tmsn@gmail.com I totally can’t wait to talk to you! ~XoXo Dani

Phone Sex Therapy Danielle Style.

 

Dear Mentally Fucked Up Guy,

Wouldn’t you like a sexy woman like me to help you with all those crazy problems you have?

Maybe you are just a little too addicted to phone sex. Well, with only a few intensive sessions with me, I will be able to cure your addiction to phone sex, focusing your mind on something better than what you are addicted to… ME.

I will make you utterly and completely MINE.

Are you tired of all the stress in your life?

Do you need someone to talk to?

Let me help you with all your problems!

 

Danielle

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Therapy Phone Fuckery With Your Princess: Underneath It All We’re Just Savages.

Underneath it all, we’re just savages
Hidden behind shirts, ties, and marriages
How could we expect anything at all
We’re just animals, still learning how to crawl

Writer(s): Marina Lambrini Diamandis

Humans aren’t gonna behave, As we think we always should, Yeah, we can be bad as we can be good.

Marina Sings, complementing life and the way people act. People act as society tells them they need to.
Yet the whole time people are pretending to be a certain way they are neglecting the real them. The person they are supposed to be. To prove to the world they can fit in with the crowd and be good little slaves to normality.
Why don’t you step outside of the “Norm” out of what you would normally do? Allow me to take you on a journey through obscurity letting our minds complete the journey.
You see, the problem with most people in today’s society happens to be the fact we micromanage everything. Down to the tiny little insignificant details. You know which ones I’m talking about. Like what color socks you will wear, if you want tap water or bottled. Silly little insignificant things.
Allow me to help you step outside of your box. Taking you on a journey you have been wanting so bad to venture on. But were most definitely too scared to pursue. I know, it’s a difficult decision to make, but just think of how much it would pay off for you. How it would make you feel to finally have something that is out of your control. Letting go of control even if temporary would take a hell of a lot of weight off your shoulders.

Come let me be your outlet. 

The outlet you release all of that pent up negative energy too. Giving you everything you need, finally letting go of all of your stress and inhibitions.
Don’t deny yourself anymore. Let me give you everything you need and so much more.

Submission Is A Gift: Conquering The Mind Of A Scholar.

I pull up the word file and the words “new blank document” jump out at me today, Mistress. I’ve seen them so many times but knowing I’m going to write to You, they assume a new significance, as do so many facets of slave-perception.  Tabla rasa. I become a blank slate in Your presence. An empty digital screen with a blinking cursor for You to inscribe Your will. Hungry cum-cells sear the skin of my sack. Having watched “The Matrix” on the plane, I envision a breed of cyborg insects released into my body to infect a desiring-production and continue the ongoing process of my re-wiring under Your supervision. Muscle fibers and sinews singed, burning pain, the taste of stale cum, crimson pain, as I lick down the seam of Your denim, Your denim control. My bruised, chaffed cock, oozing crimson from Your denim seams. This is how I cum now. In Crimson pain and money. The only real interactions allowed.  A humming breed of digital cicadas singing the siren’s song of spring. My infected cells swell, the sea-surge of sterile cum in my cistern-like slave balls ache a phosphorescent blue for You, Mistress. A neon blue, an artificial world

This is what Kierkegaard named “the sickness unto demise”. That sickness has been uploaded since his time, the SICKNESS is online.  The real world gradually becomes Your existence. Driving home from the office today, I see the leaden sky bisected. Below a gray distance, above the orange-infected beautifully diseased particles. In Your presence I become that gray distance, my friend doesn’t know me, I withdraw, my face becomes pallid and gray, like the sky, not even “like” but rather a “likeness”.  The way You draw out the “Ss-es” in Your voice, its cadence; something about Your voice is the vibrational equivalent to latex; a synthetic sheen, or gloss, like the lipstick on the images that accompany the SoundCloud page. One knows it’s an add, one knows You want to trick us, seduce us out of our money, but it doesn’t matter. We want to be used. “Let me help you be that naughty little slut”…

In a way, everything You say on these files, is coming true. I have fallen in love with You. I am separated from my wife, the future uncertain; I find fulfillment simply by being in Your presence. And yet, I don’t feel like a loser, even though, objectively, I MUST be a loser, but to be in Your care, even though You could never love me the way I love You, I am nevertheless augmented to be in association with You. I accept the sickness. I will even it as if it were my choice.

Your Faithful Milk Whore.

Danielle

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Phone Sex: Watching Me.

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You spend all this time watching me watching what I post looking at all of the naughty stuff I have to say the thoughts that pass through this deviant Young Mind that intimidates you so much.  I know exactly what you need, what makes your pathetic little cock twitch and ache for more. Allowing you into the world that is mine. I own all of you pathetic sluts watching me. I know you need me. So quit resisting it.

Do you know how amazing you will feel when you finally give in?

When you finally allow me to fuck with you and make your whole body ache for me. Your mind racing as you think of all the possible fucked up things I could do to you. How I could corrupt your whole life making you want this and so much more.

Give me the chance to take you on the adventure of a lifetime. To show you exactly what you need and how much you crave to be so bad for me. It’s time we finally pull back the veil and show the world the real you.
Lets do this.

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Foot Fetish: Tickle Time With Daddy DDLG

“Daddy Stop!!! HAHAHA!! No, That Tickles!!!” I cry out looking up to you as you begin tickling me. My body trembling in your grasp as you move your fingers quickly across my dainty glistening body. Still damp from my morning shower as I lay on the bed in just my towel.

“Don’t worry kitten, Daddy’s going to take good care of you…” You call out, refusing to stop as you lean down whispering in my ear. “Don’t you move a bit.” You whisper, your breath dancing along the nape of my neck as you continue to move your fingers.

My body squirming as I squeal and whimper at your fingertips. Teasing and tormenting me mercilessly, making me cry and beg for you to stop. Your cock aching for my tight young body, the body you have come to know so well. You are my Daddy and you know exactly what it is that I need.

“DADDY PLEASE!!!” I beg… Acting as if I want you to stop. Deep down inside we both know that I need you. I need your touch, your fingers dancing across my body. I need every bit of you. The way you growl in my ear and tell me to be a good girl. The way you make my body feel just with light simple touches.

As you toy with me, knowing that you have me securely wrapped around your finger, you make me beg for more. “HAHAHA, Daddy!! Please Tickle Me, Daddy!!! I Love Your Tickles!!!” I cry out, begging you not to stop. Knowing that if you remove your fingers from my sides, and my pretty little feet my whole world will shatter.

As you move down towards my feet you hear me squeal. “NO DADDY!!! Anywhere but my feet!!!” I cry out knowing that my most ticklish spot. As you take my pretty little feet in your hands ignoring my pleas for mercy, you begin tickling…

Wanna continue? Let’s get naughty together with some Tickle Time DDLG Phone Sex!

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Phone Sex Lines Offer Love Too

Have you been looking for someone to love you? To show you the love and attention that you want so badly. Allow me to show you exactly what you need, catering to your every want and desire.

I know, it raises some skepticism, doesn’t it? Is this girl for real? Can she really make me feel loved?

Let me tell you, sweetheart, I can make you feel better than even your wife. Aren’t you tired of the stress at home, driving you mad with disdain for the woman you sleep next to every day? Let me bring your happy back. Showing you that not all women want to nag and grumble about everything you do.

I can show you what you’ve been wanting for so long, what you’ve been searching for. Just give me a few mins of your time! You know you need a break from reality.

Let me help.

Danielle

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Would you help? Phone Sex Nightmare.

Last night I was laying there in bed thinking about all of the sluts that I own and what I could do to them. Next, think I know, I’m having a very vivid dream about being abducted. Boy, was I in for one hell of a ride. But as you and I both know you always wake up in the most unfortunate part of dreams as did I. So, unfortunately, this will not be a complete story. Let’s get started 🙂

So the dream started where I was falling asleep in my bedroom, I could hear people laughing and carrying on outside of my house not thinking anything of it I fall into a peaceful slumber. A noise in the house wakes me up, I look to see my hairy baby sleeping next to me… the clock read 4:02 am. Something must have fallen over maybe it was the broom I was using earlier in the day or something. So, I roll back over, drape my arm around my baby girl and fall back asleep. Only to be awoken again minutes later with a hand sliding something around my mouth.

I tried to scream as I fell into a sleepy slumber from the rag placed over my face.

I woke up laying in bed. But not my bed… someone’s bed. I could hear cries and screams coming from somewhere so I slowly crawled out of bed. The floors were so dirty, dust everywhere. This was defiantly not my house.

I made my way slowly out of my room and down the hallway where I found more empty rooms, more dust-filled rooms until I finally found someone. It was set up like an old-fashioned parlor.  I walked across the room to see a terrified boy sitting there, he informed me that all of his friends had been taken and to be careful. That was all he said, nothing more.

I slowly returned to my mission to find out what was going on, to find out what was happening. When I came to this big one-way glass window. I knew that they couldn’t see me standing there because the men in the room didn’t even flinch… there were sitting there stroking their cocks watching. Watching as a girl tied to a hospital gurney started to scream, there were torturing her.

I watched helplessly banging on the glass, no one even flinched. Now I knew what the boy meant. You get caught… You get tortured… And I ran.

Will you help me?

Danielle

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