An Offering

I want blood offerings, pets.

I want you on your knees ready to please me in any way which could mean tasting my delicious nectar from the spring between my creamy thighs. It could mean that I take your riches and leave you poor and hanging on my every word. It could mean that I take your heart and mind and make you so addicted to me that life becomes meaningless unless you are pleasing me. It could mean I hurt you in delicious ways just to hear the whimper of a man under my control. It could mean the best orgasm of your life. The choice is yours…are you feeling lost? More importantly…are you feeling brave?


Give yourself to me

I know you all have strayed in my absence. I’m giving you little sluts a chance to absolve yourselves from sin and come under my guidance once more. Get on your knees and pray to my big strap on cock to bless you with a nice hard fuck.

Repeat after me:

Forgive me Odessa for I have sinned.



OdESsA’s bAck BiTcHes!!!!

Missed you all so much and cant wait to get wild with you all again!


Fuck Me Daddy

I try to be a good girl, I really do!

It’s a real shame that being a bad girl is so much more fun! I want to disappoint you daddy. I want to disappoint you because then you’ll punish me but I won’t make it easy for you. I’ll scream and yell and beg and plead and try to trick you into doing what I want because I am a brat! I don’t want to be good daddy, I want to be your bad little girl. Punish me with that hard cock and make it worth me breaking your rules again!


Devil Woman

Hello lovers! I’ve been feeling quite naughty lately and I really want to make you cum in some frighteningly delicious ways. It may hurt in the beginning but worry not my little pets, the reward is worth the torment. ;) How about you give me a call whenever you feel that dark hunger set in. I long to hear you scream.




Hey boos and ghouls! It’s Odessa your favorite creep here to play all day on ALL HALLOWS EVE! Come get spooky with me!


You Can’t Wait

I love being dirty with you while you’re at work. Something about the fact that you can’t wait till you’re off to talk to me really drives me wild. I imagine you locked in a bathroom stall, hard as a rock, aching to hear my voice and all the nasty things I want to do to you. If you want to hear my voice deliver you the hottest XXX phone sex whether you’re at work or at home give me a call. I can’t wait…can you?


Which Role?

Dirty chat is such an amazing way to let go of stress and really play with your imagination. I just love seeing where my mind takes me or where your
mind can go. I love all kinds of role play, the weirder the better. Want to be my alien abductor? Want me to be your space queen? vampire?
babysitter? killer? I’m up for about 99.9% of anything you want to do. I love it all. Give me a call and see where this phone girl can take you.
Maybe we could visit a galaxy far far away, or an old heated memory of yours or even….YOUR GRAVE. Tell me all about it. I’m waiting.


Serve Me

I know what you’ve heard about me. I can be harsh and cruel and such a tease…but I promise you there’s more. Submitting to me brings you such pleasure and you already know it’s true just by looking into my eyes and realizing that you aren’t even worthy of this goddess’ mercy. Give me your trust, release all your fears and desires unto me and I PROMISE you will be safe. You will also be filled with pleasure beyond your wildest dreams. I would never hurt you, pet…that is unless you cross me. Punishment for failing to follow my instruction is not cruel, it is a learning opportunity for you to better serve me. That is what you want isn’t it?



“Yes, Odessa.”
“Pardon me?”
“Yes, goddess.”
I do love to hear that in my calls. A certain kind of call, in any case, with a lovely, sweet man, or man/girl. Sometimes it’s someone who wishes they were a slave. Or less extreme, a submissive. Or even a simple kinkster, who finds delight and pleasure in becoming partners in the nurturing of their unusual tastes.
Tom – that’s not the name on his birth certificate, of course, though I’m not quite sure. We haven’t gotten to the stage where he begs me to let him send such things. Anyway,Tom was sitting at his table, in front of his computer, looking at images of me. he gets a little unfocused by my eyes and lips, knowing how it would feel if I were to lightly brush my lips across his cheek, or even his own mouth. Unfocused? Yes. I can tell by his breathing and his voice. It wavers. Trails off sometimes.
It’s not his fault. As we talk, I have him rub his crotch as I slip my words into his ear and his mind. His body is flooded with pleasure as we talk about his need to be possessed by the eternal feminine, the embodiment of what led him to exist in the first place. At times, he imagines my toes dancing across his crotch or, if I’m feeling kind, his exposed cock. Or me, standing over him, looking down as he rubs himself, his eyes pleading for direction and guidance. It’s a beautiful sight. His desire growing stronger, his cock stiffening, his eyes imploring.
“That must feel good, pet.”
“Yes, oh, yes.”
“Pardon me?”
“I’m sorry – yes, goddess.”
“Good boy, Tom. Your worship pleases me.”
You might not be able to imagine it, but making him honor our respective positions is very, very difficult for him in that vulnerable, exposed, and nearly pre-verbal state. It seems to take all the strength in his body to form words as he rubs himself and drifts through the landscapes I have created in his mind, of my strength and compassion as I bring him to the realization that his life – not to mention his throbbing, engorged cock – is much more fulfilling when he’s in my presence.
“Time to go lay down in bed,” I tell him. I delight in hearing his first faltering steps as he reacquaints himself with gravity. As he lays down, he exhales a long deep breath. I can hear his anticipation, his desire, his need to please, his need to release.
The only question at that moment, with his arousal at a pre-orgasm peak, is how long he will need to remain teetering on that edge, between the sublime, ongoing sensation of pleasure and powerlessness and the release that will set him free and rejoin his daily routines.
One thing that I do know – he will be back for the pleasure that he describes as “otherworldly.”