He asked me if he could enjoy sex with dead bodies. And my response was, why not, if I am not the dead body. We laughed, then planned to find some obnoxious cunt to kill and fuck. I would do the killing, and he would do the fucking. Both before and after I killed the cunt. Pretty wicked, I know. But I like to make wishes cum true. And the wishes most men have seem to be the dark ones. I specialize in taboo wishes.
John described his ideal dead girl. And I picked him out a winner. You see, I can lure young girls away easier than you can. Now John, unlike most of my male accomplices, wanted a legal age girl, even if just barely legal. Many men love them much younger. But as a dream maker, I make it happen either side of barely legal. I found a pretty girl at Starbucks. And I told her I worked as a talent scout, and I would love to take some pictures of her after her shift. She believed me.
Not a lie. I do seek out talent. Just I seek out talent for teen rape porn, even snuff films. I came back for her after her shift and took her to John’s hunting shack. There were other hunting shacks nearby and we were not far off the road, but with it not hunting season, no one else was around. I introduced her to my “boss,” John. And then I snapped a few candid pictures of her. Only John and I knew she would be dead soon.
Before I set the camera down, John jumped the girl pushing her down on the floor. He started ripping her clothes off and ramming his fingers in her cunt. He liked what I picked out for him. But they always do. I sat on her face to muffle her screams just in case. Once his cock entered her bald cunt, I slowly squeezed her throat restricting her airway. He paid me for snuff sex. And I gave it to him.
My hot barista died while his cock continued to fuck her corpse. He told me she felt like a better fuck once dead. But I hear that a lot from men too. The pussy tightens on your cock. And that sensation only gets better once rigor mortis kicks in. And as promised, I got rid of the body. Put her in a wood chipper and fertilized the woods with her flesh. I held up my end of the bargain. And he paid me well for it.
I love a hot and nasty fantasy phone sex call. No better way to blow off steam. And the only time it’s better is with an accomplice like Mr. Hammer. I knew his brother, twin brother, so that’s how we met. And he has been hammer slamming my pussy ever since that first encounter.
But this week, he got to hammer slammer this young bitch who needed put in her place. And honestly, I had no clue how my Mr. Hammer got so depraved, but I love it. He will go down the rabbit hole of depravity with me. I told him about this little sassy teen stripper making my life hell, and he decided to make her life hell instead.
Mr. Hammer does not kill. But he does explore my rape phone sex fantasies, and he does whatever he can to please me. I arrived at this no tell motel thinking Mr. Hammer had some sort of lot lizard fantasy. Not what I expected to find tied to the bed. But I fell more in love with him knowing he kidnapped this little twat for me. So, I told him to fuck her. And to fuck all her holes. Mouth, cunt and ass. Maybe she has acted like an uptight twat because she does not get cock enough.
Well, she got plenty of dick because Mr. Hammer is hung. And she got some pussy because I smothered her face with my cunt forcing her to attempt to buck me off her so she could breathe. But I did not want her to breathe yet. She had to worship my ass and my cunt before anything else. Mr. Hammer slammed her fuck holes while I forced her to eat my sweaty ass. I just gazed into my Hammer Slammer’s eyes has he rammed his thick dick into her wet bald cunt.
The bitch did not die. Rough sex yes. Snuff sex, no. The bitch should feel honored that she got the best cock around in her tight little holes. And I felt honored that he helped me teach her a lesson in who’s the boss. I sucked her cunt and ass juice off his hammer of a cock. She tasted good too. But not as good as his cock. I won the lottery with Mr. Hammer. Best accomplice ever.
If you watch teen rape porn and find yourself aroused, you need a sexy accomplice to help you make one for private viewing only. Your private viewing. Sean watches all sorts of brat porn. But he plateaued out. Viewing no longer did it for him, not even when the brat porn appeared rough. So, he asked a friend how to make one for himself. And that friend put Sean in touch with me.
Behind every P man is a woman. Women lure the girls away, so you can prey. Men need to force young girls into a car to do unspeakable things to them. However, a woman? Well, we can do all sorts of things in public like pick out an angel and tell her mommy sent her to take her home. So, Sean came to the right woman for help with his teen rape phone sex fantasies. Any man can only watch so much porn before he needs to act.
We went hunting for the best star. And when he found one, I lured her away from her girl squad. She had strayed from them to use the restroom, and that’s when I told her my lie to lure her. She looked like a future porn star. So, I understood her appeal. When we got to this no tell crack motel, I paid the guy working at the front desk extra to forget my face. And I have been there before. I think his memory sketchy from crack and meth.
Once in the room, this little whore knew I did not know her mom. When she tried to scream, I shoved my panties in her mouth and sat on her face to mute her screams. Meanwhile, Sean just shoved his cock into her dry little cunt. He told me her virgin blood would suffice as lube. And that appeared to work. She bled like a stuck pig. Her little pussy looked like a bloody phone sex mess. When he nutted inside her the first time, I had to lick up the mess. Something so sweet about virgin blood mixed with cum.
He strangled her as he fucked her to death during round two. We put her lifeless body in the trunk of the car and ditched her in the woods. Such a hot experience for this partner in crime.
Being your accomplice phone sex partner is so much fun. Recently, I helped a very rich man with his rape fantasy. Now, unlike most of my callers and unlike most men in my private life who I know, he wanted something on the right side of barely legal. And he wanted my newest stripper. I manage the talent at a high-end gentleman’s club. For 20 years I danced there too. Sometimes, I still do for VIPs.
And Hank is a VIP. He loves this young girl I just hired. She has that girl next door innocence about her. My eye for talent and variety keeps business booming at the club. Now, Hank tries to offer my new girl money for everything from a blowjob to ass fucking. Good money too, but she refuses every time. And the more she refuses, the more his rape phone sex fantasies intensify for her.
So, he decided to go a different route to get what he wanted. He offered me the money instead to be his accomplice. Strippers come and go, but fat cats who pay good money to get what they want do not. So, I agreed to help him. I invited my girl next door stripper over for dinner and pole lessons. But Hank was waiting for her with me.
She knew I set her up the moment she saw him. I told her it was nothing personal, but Hank pays my bills. And cute coed strippers come and go. I held her down, and he forced his cock in her mouth. But I told her if she bit his dick, I would slit her throat. And I meant it too because I need his money more than I need her working the pole. He then moved to her tight cunt. And she bled. This girl strips and she is a virgin? That never happens. Guess she really was the innocent girl next door type. Not anymore though.
She cried when he popped her cherry with his big dick. But she cried even more when he turned her into his ass rape porn star. He destroyed her tight teen virgin holes. But she lived. We put the fear of the devil in her. With his kind of money, he can make women disappear forever. We traumatized her, but she will not speak of what we did to her to anyone. She knows if she does, she will never be seen again.
I enjoy torture sex. But I did not always. That was because I was on the wrong end of the torture. Now I get to inflict some pain back. Feels like retribution to me. Revenge on men like my father who force fucked me and used me for years, even decades. As a switch, I decide now what cocks I let fuck me. And which cocks I torture.
Some men beg for the cock and ball torture. However, most men remain clueless about their worthless dicks. And they think they can force fuck me with a pinky dick. Some men know they cannot satisfy a woman like men. And men like that I respect. At least they understand I am out of their league. Guys like that get cock and ball torture sex. But men like Harry who think 5 inches is big, and act insulted when I laugh, deserve castration phone sex.
This loser pulled his dick out at a concert last night. And when me and my girlfriend laughed at him, he tried to spike my cider with some sort of drug. Roofie I assume. They make these strips to test your drinks, and I carry them wherever I go. A hot bitch can never be too safe. And once I realized, I decided on revenge. So, I took him home. But not to fuck. To destroy his junk so he could never fuck again.
I drugged him. A girl can roofie a man too. But unlike me, he never saw it coming. Until he woke up on my couch with my pantyhose tied tightly around his balls and cock. He did not seem amused. So, I told him he did not deserve his balls. His balls looked super blue, and I know he felt too.
Some girls might use their heels or a knife to castrate. Not me. I popped his nuts off with my pantyhose. That was a first for me. But he deserved it. Men with small dicks and rape phone sex fantasies for women out of their league do not deserve their balls. I kept his balls as a souvenir. To remind me that I no longer need to be the victim of torture.
Most men enjoy snuff phone sex fantasies. Even some women do too. But I rarely get calls from women. At least not dominant women. I would have been her bitch, but she needed an accomplice to kill her philandering, hustler of an ex-boyfriend. He used her and cheated on her. But when he drained her bank account, she decided he had fucked with the wrong bitch. They had been together for a long time. Like almost a decade. And she chose to support him.
But when he discovered she knew about his affairs, he drained her bank account before she kicked him out. He did not get a fraction of her worth luckily because he did not have access to most of her money. However, he did not know that. She wanted revenge. Not because she needed the money. This was about showing him he could not get away with what he did. Accountability as she put it. I told her I would be honored to be her revenge accomplice phone sex help.
I lured him away. She told me everything I needed to set the honey trap. Being bait is fun. But cock and ball torture seemed like even more fun. He thought I put a cock ring on him so he would last to fuck me. However, I slapped a castration band around his balls. The pain did not last long, but the panic did. But he thought I did that by mistake. He found out that I set him up for revenge when my client made her presence known.
His look of surprise, I caught on film. He looked at me confused, but I just said, “Hos before Bros.” And he knew I never wanted to fuck him. But I did want to inflict maximum pain with castration phone sex. So, she let me slice his balls off. Revenge cock and ball torture turned out perfectly. He lost his balls. Therefore, he lost his identity. But more importantly, he lost his ability to ever hurt a woman again. Hell, he will ever fuck again. So, if he cannot get close to a woman physically, he will never get close to her financially.
Accomplice phone sex calls we can all enjoy. It takes the pressure off me. Although technically, I consider myself a switch, I prefer to kidnap and help men with their violent or rape fantasies. I’ve served my time on the circuit. So, nothing wrong with taking a breather and helping you instead of being the victim, right?
Marcus met me years ago when I still had a violent master. He seemed just as afraid of my master as I did. We ran into each other last month and exchanged phone numbers. Master made him fuck a Lolita whore in front of me to ensure his silence. Although he did not want to do it, he had no choice. He knew what I knew. Anyone who said no to my former master ended up dead.
But turns out master created a Lolita fucker in the moment. He never thought he would enjoy teen rape porn, but he did. The problem has been finding the right opportunity and the right girl. Running into me solved half his problem. But I told him it solved all his problems because I could get the girl for him. Bring her to him on silver platter, and I did.
I knew what he wanted because he told me. So, I kidnapped a young blonde Lolita and helped him fuck her. Of course, a good accomplice makes a movie for you to enjoy afterwards. He destroyed this Lolita’s cunt and her ass. Split her in two and he did not mean to hurt her that badly. But his dick seemed damn near a foot long. And I picked him out a young tiny girl. Clearly a virgin too.
She cried, screamed and begged for her mommy. But all she got was cock. Big cock shoved in all her tiny holes. He did not have the stomach for killer phone sex. So, I finished her off and gave her a burial at sea. She will never be found. I learned from the best how to dispose of a body.
Medical fetish phone sex calls can get wild sometimes. But I am always down for a wild ride. Honestly, as a sexy switch, I will admit that I enjoy cock and ball torture. My bestie, Kelly, taught me how to use sounding devices and castration bands on men. She’s a lifestyle dominatrix. Former stripper who took me under her wings when I was barely legal and just starting out in the adult world.
She has this client named Earl, who is a total masochist. He is into self-harm and CBT. She has been inflicting pain on his balls for a decade now. He wanted to spice things up a bit with two hot women for a cock and ball torture sex session. Kelly asked me, and I was game, especially when she told me how much he would pay for both of us. So, I put on my spiked heels, a short leather skirt and a leather corset, and joined her to destroy Earl’s junk.
Kelly tied him up to his four-poster bed. But she let me go first. And I could not decide what to do first, so I got the sounding device, dipped it in some Icy-Hot and inserted it into his pee hole. Watching his eyes tear up, told me I did it right. Kelly slapped his balls while I worked that sounding device in and out of his tiny little pee hole. I knew that shit had to burn.
Kelly and I agreed to put a castration band on him for shits and giggles. We did not plan to castrate him though. We just wanted to make him painfully uncomfortable. But the band went on so tightly we could not get it off. Oops. So, I suggested we use a razor blade to try to slice through the rubber. And that worked, but we sliced open his ball sack too. Initially, we felt bad. That was not part of the plan. Earl enjoys pain, but he did not want to get neutered.
He bled a lot. Cried more. But he still has his nuts. They just might have a nasty scar. He still paid us. In fact, he even tipped us. Turns out he enjoyed the mutilation phone sex surprise he got. He won’t piss right or sit without pain for days. But that’s what this pain slut paid us for, and we delivered.
Accomplice phone sex partners are what men like you need. And I bet you agree. Since I am a no limits kind of woman, I make the perfect partner in crime. So, that combined with the fact that I am a woman means I can find you any woman you want. And any girl or boy too. John wanted a young blonde schoolgirl. With the amount of money that he paid me, I would do anything he wanted. And I did.
First, I lured a little girl away from school. The object of his lust looked so adorable too. His own niece. So, he provided me with everything I needed to know to lure her to him. But I told him to stay home because if things went south, he would not be caught on any school cameras or street cams. I wore a black wig with big sunglasses covering enough of my face to make me unrecognizable.
The girl had no stranger danger for me. And none for her uncle. She should have been scared. She got wise when she realized Uncle John wanted to make a teen rape porn with her as the star. But I understood his attraction to her. Cute girl next door type. A banging little body too. According to my accomplice, she cock teases him. She is old enough to be reliable if questioned about who abused her.
But she did not survive the night. Uncle John destroyed her little cunt and ass with his huge cock. Split her in two leaving a big gaping hole between her ass and pussy. Although he did not intend to kill her. He had no choice. She saw him and he ruined her fuck holes. She needed medical attention. So, as his accomplice, I told him we had no choice but to bury her body where it could not be found. I made the decision that she needed to be a snuff sex porn star. And I slit her throat and buried her. Cleaned up the mess for him.
It might take a while for him to heal from this. But when I am your accomplice, you pay me to make tough decisions. It is how I keep you off the radar. Killing a surrogate is the best. But, when you cannot do the hard shit, your accomplice will.
Being a bad babysitter phone sex babe puts me in high demand. Men need access to tiny holes. And posing as a babysitter is a perfect cover to scope out new talent for perverted old men like Steve. We go way back to when I was 19 and doing BDSM porn. We acted in a few scenes together. The older he got the more interest he had in little girls.
Now Steve is a bad ass man. He knows how to use whips and chains. And he can beat a girl without leaving a mark on the outside. Honestly, he scares me a bit. He can be pure evil when he wants. So, I stay on his good side. We had not spoken in a while, but he called me up last week and told me he needed a model for a teen rape porn. And he wanted her scared, innocent and fighting.
So, I knew what that meant. I needed to pose as a babysitter and kidnap a little angel for him to ruin. And I found Heather, a super young blonde girl who could melt anyone’s heart with her big smile and beautiful green eyes. She could be a model. I knew Steve would love ruining her. I did not like it, but I focused on the money. She reminded me of myself when I was young. Back before life went to shit for me.
I drugged her after the parents left. And when she passed out, I drove her to Steve’s place. She woke up tied to a table and naked. I told her to be a good girl, and she would live. Even though I knew that was a lie because when making his own movies, Steve leans towards snuff porn. Don’t leave a witness. And he didn’t.
He fucked this poor girl to death. Tore open her pussy with some rough sex. Same for her asshole too. Both holes gaped open and bleeding profusely. And I caught it all on film. Even captured the moment he slit her throat. I would be lying if I said seeing her getting abused did not excite me a little. It was not me. And I got paid well.
