Commanding him to bend over as the hospital gown falls forward to expose what I am after. His ever so white ass. The cold stainless steel table beside him hold my equipment that I shall use on him. The various colors of latex glimmering from the overhead florescent lights. He knows why he is before me to have his anal examination done. No I am not a doctor. Nor do I attempt to cast myself off to be one. I merely here to play doctor/ nurse in a sick medical fantasy. The surgical equipment takes on a new use in my latex hands. They are to spread your tight ass apart so that those massive butt plugs shall find a home with in you.

These are the images that awoke me from a very vivid dream last night. The sheets sticking to my sweaty body. My heart racing. My body nearing orgasmic enjoyment. The idea of a medical play fantasy. Does such things to a nasty phone slut. I can not say whether it is the nurses uniform ~ latex one of course, the latex surgical gloves, or the vision of putting a man in the most compromising of positions and being able to do anything to him that truly ignites my sexual hungry. However, I can say I am hungry and nothing will satisfy me till I have that surgical fetish scene played out before me. Nurse Devon is ready. Are you?

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Many are afraid of what the night holds. Not I. For its the night that brings me such comfort. For it is during this time that I am surrounded by my kin so to speak. Those that can truly relate to my sense of being. For I have always been a dark deviant. My barbies were never prim and proper dressed in pink. No mine had hair dyed any colour I could dream up thanks to my moms food colouring kit, her clothes were always torn and soiled. I know where does my ramblings lead. How does this relate to those that call me in the middle of the night?

It was the instant message that lead to a dark taboo phone sex fantasy last night that had me thinking of how I took such a vanilla toy and made it so dark and twisted. For my mystery man, (I really didnt catch his name and I rather like not knowing his name makes it even more dark and perverse.) told me how he usually has vanilla phone sex fantasies and just that alone had me not wanting to answer his message. But a weird stirring within my stomach had me answering. I was most glad that I did for his gangbang phonesex fantasy took on an extreme ending. I was the nasty whore gulping down the loads of nigger cum as he stood and watched the extreme breath play scene being played out before him.  I found the edge with my mystery man one in which I did not come back from. It truly was a perverse fantasy fit for a vile phone sex whore like myself.

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