For the Lovers of Dark Fantasy Roleplays

There is a secret place on the Enchantrix now that you can visit for the lovers of dark fantasy roleplays.

Meet Ms. Harper and Ms. Simone. The weekly banter between Demon Mistress Simone and Evil Mistress Harper can be heard on this new blog. Both are rather sadistic and love the dark. Each has an individualistic twist on reality and how they see things. Visit Supernaturalphonesex.com and enjoy the deception of the shadows…

You have a secret desire, burning in your chest.

You think I don’t see it, but there you’d be wrong. I do see that secret, I see what you really are, who you really are. The eyes of a witch see all, pierce every lie and every attempt to evade me. I see you. I know you, and if you think I can’t bring that secret out into the light then you’ve clearly never tangled with a witch before.

I deal in the unseen, in the occult.

Very literally, in fact. To be occult is to be hidden – you think you’ve hidden your desires from the world, from yourself, and you very well may have. But you can’t hide from me.

Come to me, bring me your bruised and battered hopes and fears, let me lay the cards on the table, read your fortune in the runes and twist a spell to captivate your heart and mind. I know you doubt me, and that’s fine, just fine. But come to me anyway, and make a bargain.

What do you want? I can give it to you, for a price…

You belong to Demon Mistress Harper

My weekly trip to hell with My harem of men is always satisfying.

I can think of nothing better then having a parade of men to escort Me into the hottest part of hell. These male escorts have all passed My tests. They have not however, passed the survival test that all new recruits must undergo. Each male is given a good pair of running shoes and a pair of underwear. They must outrun all the demons. Whoever is the fastest gets a special reward. The submissive males run fast and hard to win their prize, except for a few losers.  These pathetic males know that they cannot outrun the demons. They know their bodies are frail and sit quietly on the cold murky floor. They have their heads bowed low to await their punishment.

My cool fingers run across their necks and they jump as if I had run an electrical current through their mortal bodies. “Don’t be frightened,” I purr. “I am choosing the two of you because you knew your limitations as a male. You knew you would not outrun a demon so now you are going to become My sweet little slaves.”

I wrap the silver metal collars around their necks and it snaps into place

One on each arm, we leave hell. The two guardians smile and bow to Me as they open the gate. “Have fun with your new sex slaves Ms. Simone. Come back anytime to retrieve your old ones.”

The tall dark man with shimmering black wings smiles sadistically. “But don’t hurry back too soon. I really want to break them in….” 🙁

“What do you want?” I ask you this as I drain your cock and your very soul late at night.

You belong to Demon Mistress Simone