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Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Instead of Fireworks for this Submissive Mommy

rape phone sex fantasiesWhile fireworks shot off around me, I stayed busy taking care of his rape phone sex fantasies. Luckily another hot milf joined me. And that almost never happens. But it does take the pressure off me when a sexy milf joins the fun. Fun might be an overstatement. But sometimes bitches need to do what bitches need to do. And I needed to make this violent film for coke money. With the holiday, I needed far more coke than my regular dealer will trade me.

So, I answered an ad that I saw on the dark net. Apparently, this movie, the director scripted for two MILFs. He wanted two hot moms who the male stars could tear apart. And the director made it clear this would be a violent ass rape porn. Neither my hot costar nor me seemed like strangers to hardcore anal sex.

We took a few shots in our Fourth of July inspired costumes before the director yelled start. Four big burly men came out wearing executioner masks and I almost shit my thong. Those men could bench press us. And they showed us no mercy. I felt every punch, choke and slap because the director would not let me get high before filming started.

At least my son lets me get high before he abuses me. Most men do. It helps dull the pain. When they whipped out their dicks, we both gasped. Huge cocks and white cocks too. Those men didn’t speak much English. I think Ukrainian or Russian by their accents. Eastern European men can be extremely violent. I think they hate American women.

For July 4th Big Burly Men Sodomized My Asshole

These four men seemed to hate us. They tore our assholes apart. I could feel blood trickling down my thighs as they pushed their meaty cocks at the same time in our assholes. We took two cocks simultaneously in our back doors. Even for seasoned anal whores that shit hurt. Although it only lasted a few minutes, it felt like days. They took a picture of our assholes once they finished violating them, and they both appeared prolapsed and bleeding.

And I thought that was the end of it. I thought I could go home, take a salt bath, and snort some cocaine that I bought with the money I earned the hard way. But the director wanted to watch us suck the cum out of each other’s prolapsed assholes. And that might be a first. I don’t think I’ve ever sucked another woman’s prolapsed ass while it bled and oozed cum. But I guess there’s a first time for everything. If we wanted to collect our money, we needed to comply.

So, we did it. We licked all the jizz out of each other ‘s battered prolapsed assholes. Then we collected our money and sped the fuck out of there. My asshole still hurts. But at least the director paid me enough money to buy me enough cocaine to dull the pain from the anal torture sex. At least dull it until I need a fix again.

Women Can Profit from Rape Phone Sex Fantasies if They Know How to Play the Game

rape phone sex fantasiesMen will always harbor rape phone sex fantasies. And I know that from personal experience. In my youth, my father forced himself on me every day until I ran away as a teenager. And then I ended up taking money to simulate forcing me into sex. Eventually, I ended up a slave and every man I met wanted to do awful things to me. You might not be able to look at me and think I’m tough, but I’m scrappy. Now I help men fulfill their rape fantasies for somebody other than me.

And it feels good to be the accomplice and not the victim. Perhaps, years of physical and mental abuse at the hands of my dad made me stronger. And I used to feel bad about bringing young girls to their demise. Men would either make them wish they were dead or would kill them.

You would think after years of abuse I wouldn’t want that cycle to continue. But something inside of me changed a few years ago. I stopped feeling guilty for taking men’s money to help them make homemade teen rape porn. I think all the money men paid me bought my conscience. But I’m OK with that. It’s survival of the fittest. And not everybody comes out stronger. But I did.

Girls Need to Know How to Play the Game to Survive in the Snuff World

Now I’m a professional. I’m the fixer. When men want something young and tight, they need a woman to find them some talent. I made friends with a young teen runway recently. She reminds me of myself. However, I think she’s tougher than I ever was. She told me she wanted to help me with clients who want a hot teen slut.

She’s been living with me for a couple months now. And although I love having her around, I know she wants to be independent. I did too. So, she’s saving her money. And I’ve been helping her with GED courses. When I told her about this client, she offered to help. Even after I told her he would be rough on her. I would give her half the money if she helped me. So, for Robert the other night, we shaved a couple years off her already young age. And I dressed her in a baby doll dress for her daddy date.

Since I am a Scrappy Survivor, I Like to Help Other Girls

But she played her part well. She acted scared and she fought. He did not know that I knew this girl. She could’ve won Oscar for her performance. She even cursed me out to make it seem real. Personally, I think she channeled some horrid experience with her father to give this man the experience he paid for. We never tipped our hands.

Perhaps he wouldn’t care. He made a teen ass rape porn with a young teen girl. He nutted inside of her. Almost choked her to death too. Until I told him murder would cost a lot more. He paid me cash and left. They always leave mess for their accomplice. But this mess seemed the easiest to clean up. I just put her in the passenger seat of my car and drove her home.

She made $10,000. And I split it with her. Being the accomplice pays better. My protégé just needs a few more encounters like that and she can put a down payment on her own home. High school dropouts with no real skills, you end up in this seedy underworld of snuff. The money made in this realm exceeds what girls like us can ever dream of making. My protégé won’t need to be somebody’s owned bitch for decades like me.

Mutilation Phone Sex is the Best Kind of Dirty Kink

Mutilation Phone Sex is what I live for. And it’s my ass that is the main attraction. Therefore, I do my best to really draw attention to it. The tight skirts and gartered stockings. With heels that really accentuate my ass.
So, I entered the exclusive nightclub last night. It was an anonymous invite.  So, my pulse is hammering with dark hunger for total ruin.
Now, Silas spotted me immediately and pulled me into the shadowed back room. Here is where Kael was waiting. Evidently, these two are the ones who run this underground club and invited me.
So, Kael tore my clothes off with violent jerks. Thus leaving me bare and exposed. Next, he shoved me face-down over the cold bench. And Silas locked his powerful hands around my throat.
Now, Silas squeezed hard, cutting off my air while Kael spat on his thick cock. Then Kael rammed it straight into my ass.
Next, he fucked me with savage thrusts that shook my whole body. Meanwhile, Silas tightened his grip. And fingers digging deep as my vision blurred and my lungs burned.
So, Kael kept pounding without mercy. Therefore, stretching and wrecking my hole while Silas strangled me harder.
Now, my body convulsed in helpless spasms. And every brutal thrust and crushing squeeze pushes me closer to the edge.
Finally, Silas released just enough for a single ragged breath. Just before clamping down again. Now Kael slammed into the hilt deeper with force. Thus destroying me completely as my mind shattered in violent ecstasy.
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Roleplay Phone Sex Scenarios Paint a Vivid Picture of Fucking a Young Girl

roleplay phone sexAs a submissive mommy, I enjoy roleplay phone sex scenarios. In fact, I would rather roleplay than be in some seedy warehouse making a snuff flick or being somebody’s punching bag just to score coke. At least on a phone call, no one beats the shit out of me.

My last encounter with my son left me battered and bruised. And luckily, I still have plenty of his pure pink cocaine. But I do need to lay low for a while until all these broken bones heal and I look less black and blue.

So, I told myself I would stay home. When I stay home, I talk to men on my phone sex line more. This job helps support my cocaine habit. My husband lets me keep my money and use it for anything I need. I think he knows that I still do coke, but I think he believes I only fund it with money I earn doing snuff phone sex. What my husband doesn’t know won’t hurt him. And I know you’re not going to say anything.

On my phone line, I can be anyone. The mother who cock teased you. Maybe the boss who passed you up for a promotion. And I can even be your accomplice too. I think that might be my favorite because the focus is not on abusing my body. Last night I talked to a dirty daddy for hours. We partied and played. My favorite type of call lets me get high.

This Mommy Loves Helping Men Fuck Their Daughters

I even gave this dirty daddy a few pointers for fucking his daughters behind his wife’s back. Many men want to fuck their daughters or some other young girl. And I get the allure. Their pussies feel tight. Naturally bald too. And they want to be daddy pleasers. Women my age come with baggage. And demands. But with young girls it’s just yes daddy, please daddy all day long.

And I enjoy at least giving men a taste for what it might be like to truly fuck a young girl. I think I left my caller hornier than when he called me because of all the suggestions I gave him. Like sniffing her panties. Watching her in the bathroom. Letting her see you masturbate. Giving her presents and telling her a secret. Girls at age love to keep secrets, especially from mommies. If you have rape phone sex fantasies for your daughter or any young girl, you need a mommy accomplice. I’m the kind of mommy who holds a girl down with daddy fucks her and I’m the kind of mommy who lets you fuck our daughter too.

Bloody Phone Sex fantasies of you taking me by knife point.

Bloody Phone Sex

Bloody Phone Sex fantasies of you taking me by knife point.

I want you to dominate and kidnap me completely.

Tell me how, as a slutty little teen wearing tiny clothing, I’ve been asking for this!

Make me feel like I am a victim at your hands.

You are much stronger than me and can overtake me with your cock.

Ripping off my clothes and shoving your cock so hard into my pussy it bleeds.

But you continue fucking me like I’m not screaming in pain. 

Do your absolute worst to me, daddy, and make me your little sex slave.

The fresh little cunt you can fuck whenever you want!

I have no say; when your cock wants me, I’ll open my legs for you!

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Accomplice Phone Sex Pays Better Than Being the Submissive Star

accomplice phone sexBeing the accomplice phone sex partner seems way more fun than being the victim. Although I still do submissive calls, I much prefer to be the accomplice. David I’ve known for years. He photographed a lot of my early BDSM photo shoots. And we’ve stayed in touch. He found work for me as a runaway so I could stay off the streets. So, I feel a certain amount of loyalty to him. He helped keep me off the streets as a young runaway girl by providing me with gigs that paid money. Paid good money.

He likes young girls. Lolita sluts. I think he prefers them with some experience. And I find it much easier to discover a teen whore than a teen girl virgin. So, I went to the mall to look for a seasoned teen rape porn star. And I found one working at the food court. She looked rode hard and put away wet as the saying goes. I slipped my card to her and told her she would be perfect for this modeling gig that pays very well.

Some Men Like Virginal Girls and Other Men Prefer Seasoned Whores

I discussed it with her on her 10-minute break. And I picked her up after work and took her to David’s place. A female accomplice can go places most men cannot. She didn’t seem nervous. Not until David pulled out his cock. Then she tried to tell me she didn’t sign up for this. Dumb bitch. She looks like a basic teen girl. Did she really think she’d be paid $10,000 to model bathing suits.

I helped hold her down while some hardcore porn played on an 8 mm real. David is old school. He still shows movies, which he told me they used to call blue movies, on 8 mm reels. That’s before my time. But he also likes to film girls he fucks with a handheld camera with no Wi-Fi. Safer according to him.

Apparently, I picked a feisty girl. But when David put his big old dick inside of her young bald pussy, we realized looks can be deceiving. This one despite her alternative slutty look still owned her cherry. What a bloody mess that made. However, David did not get mad at me.

As Your Accomplice, I Bring a Young Whore To You

He decided he would make this video for profit. Usually when I help them with a seasoned teen whore, the videos I film go into his spank bank. This girl turned into a fighter. I never saw that coming. She really wanted to hold onto that cherry. Too late. David popped her ass cherry too. Then she really screamed. And I caught it all. I filmed the teen ass rape porn.

Because he popped her cherry, he added $5000 to her price. David doesn’t make snuff films. He prefers force fucking videos or just dirty teen sluts enjoying his daddy dick. Although he does make his share of naughty movies and photographs BDSM scenes, he’s some sort of tech God who creates video games. He became a millionaire a few years ago, selling game apps. So, he can afford to pay girls. Times have changed. I never made much money at her age for rougher films.

Hopefully, she knows to stay silent. That’s a lot of money for a girl that age. I gave her a stern warning about what happens when girls run their mouths. And I told her if she needed more money down the road to give us a call. He likes to fuck seasoned whores even more than virgins.

Ass Rape Porn With A Little Cannibalism

Ass rape porn I met a guy with an Ass rape porn kink, not just any kind; this twisted fuck wants young lad ass. I am his slutty accomplice now. My first gift to him will be my foster brother; his teeny little butthole will be used until it is ripped out of place and prolapsed.

I loathe the little fucker, so watching his asshole get shredded will make me cum so hard, the tools we will be using, you ask, a barb wired dildo about ten inches long and super wide.

 Undecided if I want him awake for the session, I may give him a mild sedative, just so he won’t fight, or maybe just let him pass out from the torture.

Once he is clean and tied to the bed, face down, ass up, I will force a fat and long dildo in his ass, you know just to open his little asshole, making it easier for the barbed wired dildo to shred him up,

Master is watching from across the room stroking his long dick, He then comes over and shoves his cock as deep as he can in the little tikes ass, balls slapping, master grunting and stroking, once the tight little ass is stetched out and Master got his nut, he instructs me to stuff the medival like dilo in his ass, I waste no time shoving up his ass, blood starts to pour out of his ass, I hammer his hole ripping it with every stroke.

His ass looks like ground beef. My knife slices his ass cheeks until my wrists are tired, flipping him over to give him a jagged castration. I mean, I am sure Master is hungry after this session. I go sauté his little pecker with pepper and onions and plate it up all pretty for a light snack… want to try it?

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies with Fireworks is How I Say Happy Birthday America

murder phone sex fantasiesAlthough I specialize in murder phone sex fantasies, I’ve killed a few people in my life. Likely a few hundred, but I don’t count. I help men explore the violent fantasies that they cannot share with just anybody. And most men think about killing someone or at least force fucking someone and getting away with it. So, I help them.

In my personal life, I sometimes help men too weak to do it on their own. Perhaps you could call me a killer for hire. But I don’t need an accomplice to kill. In fact, I think I do some of my best murders solo. My creative process works better when I do not experience any extra noise if you know what I mean.

And I decided to get a little creative with death in the month of July. At least for the first part of July, plan to utilize fireworks as my accomplice. You might be amazed at the physical damage fireworks can do when used as torture sex. And I like to put fireworks in a man’s asshole. It does a lot of damage. Even a sparkler hurts. Doesn’t do too much damage, though. However, it works better than a taser for electric shocks where no one wants electric shocks.

Fireworks Work Great for Torture Too

Since I do have a code for killing, I went out Friday night looking for people who fit the code. My code seems lax compared to like Dexter ‘s code or anything like that. But it’s still a code. And I found an obnoxious guy in a bar. That’s easy to do. He treated the bartender poorly. And he treated the woman who he wanted to buy drinks for poorly too. So, in my mind, he made a fitting candidate.

I let him think his obnoxious commands worked for me and I took him home. Drugged him. Stripped him naked. And when he woke up, he discovered 25 sparklers shoved in his ass. And I lit them when he woke up. But I had him strapped down. He couldn’t wiggle his self out of this. The sparklers acted like appetizers. Of course, he screamed bloody murder just from little sparks hitting his ass and the back of his balls.

Like I said appetizer. I found a bigger thicker firework. I think the proper term might be firecracker. And I shove that in his ass and lit it. When that one burnt down and went boom, it charred his ass hair and burned his flesh. Next, I got a rocket knowing it would shoot up into my dungeon ceiling and come back down. Of course, I stood out of its path. But my victim had nowhere to go. And that rocket once it went up, had to come down. Now that left a mess.

A Few Fireworks in a Man’s Asshole is How I Will Celebrate America’s Birthday

His poor asshole started to bleed. The smell of blood and charred flesh and burnt hair turns me on though. His fucking ball hair and ass hair singed. His flesh burned. And I told him I was done with the fireworks. Then I flipped him over and castrated him. He didn’t really fit my code for death. However, he did fit my code for torture. And the torture I love the most is castration phone sex. So, I sliced off his ball sack, but I did cauterize the wound so that wouldn’t be too much blood.

Then I let him go. He lost his balls. I burned the hair off his ass. And I even burned the flesh and made his asshole a little bit bigger so to make sure he wouldn’t be able to pick me up in a lineup. I gave him a shot of something that will pretty much make him an amnesiac. And I dumped his body along the side of a field. He’ll wake up eventually, not know how he got there. But his ass will hurt and he will feel some pains where his balls used to be for quite some time. July hasn’t even started yet. And I’m already off with a boom.

Accomplice Phone Sex: The Best Way to Use Your Big Dick

It’s Accomplice phone sex that I am continually used for. Once my greedy asshole was taken so deep and hard it was only fair that I help find more ass for your pleasure.
You own my tight, greedy asshole completely. And I’ve grown addicted to the way you stretch me open with that thick, relentless cock.
To start, you trained me to crave nothing but anal. Therefore, leaving my pussy untouched and useless for anything real.
Now, I find myself scanning every room we enter. Thus, hunting for fresh meat to bring back to you.
When I spot a juicy, willing slut, I sweet-talk her into joining our filthy games. Of course, convincing her that you’ll treat her right.
Once I have her naked and bent over, I hold her down. Then, I spread her cheeks wide for your inspection.
So, I watch eagerly as you slide into her tight hole. And listening to her squeal while I finger my own ass. Oh, it’s so dripping with anticipation.
Before it begins, I already know I’ll get my turn after you’ve finished filling her up. And with that, you use both of us like the holes we are.
Therefore, you pound into her tight virgin butthole. All while I stand ready to clean your cock. Then, while I lick the cream from your dick, I think about the next buttslut. In fact, I’m ready to offer up another victim tomorrow.
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My Son Makes Me the Star of His Snuff Movies

snuff moviesMy son likes to put me in his snuff movies. I’m always his live stream cash cow. And for the most part, I prepare myself for it. I’m just an old whore. Dark tan skin, but you can see my tan lines from the micro bikini I wear. My son likes me to stand in front of him in my panties so he can see the tan lines. I look like an over the hill 80s woman. He calls me his glam bimbo. I walked around in panties and super high heels. Add my long nails, my big hair and my cherry red lipstick, once upon a time I could’ve been an 80s video vixen.

Perhaps in a way I am still a video vixen. My son live streams our sessions. We have an understanding. He gives me the best cocaine around and he gets to film himself beating mommy beautiful. I stayed in front of him showing off my ultra skinny body. Except for the bimbo boobs, I have the body of a young schoolgirl.

Since my cunt lips hung over my panties, it looked like my lips wanted to swallow up my panties. My son pulled on my lips until he could wrap them around the panties. When he came back up, he punched my teeth out. They flew across the room. Next, he dribbled my head like a basketball on the wood floor. Occasionally pulling my head up long enough to skull fuck me.

My Boy Beats Mommy Beautiful

He slammed my skinny cocaine body onto the floor and skull fucked me harder. He placed his knee on my neck, choking me. But he did shove the bowl of cocaine under my face. The coke matted to my face like make up. He called me names and slapped my face with his dick.

I could hear the chimes pouring in. He somehow managed to lock his fingers behind my neck and stand up holding my head down to skull fuck me some more. Then he just lifted me up. But if I weigh 100 pounds, I’d be surprised. It’s amazing how much weight you can lose on a cocaine diet My son pounded my head into the floor so hard I think I might’ve received a brain bleed. Everything got dizzy. The room started spinning, but my son continued to use my head as a battering ram.

My son loves to turn me into his fleshlight. His own personal fuck sleeve. He smashed my face so much into the floor that my face became unrecognizable. But in that awkward position, he contorted me into a sort of a half Nelson wrestling move. He picked me up like a sack of potatoes and ran my head into the wall. I felt like I was in two places at once because I went through the wall and the sheet metal kept me hanging there. My head stuck out the other side of the wall, but my shoulders pressed up against the sheet rock while my belly rested on some of it.

My Son Turns Me Into His Flesh Light and Battering Ram

But my son loves me. He came around the other side, put the bowl of cocaine under my nose and let me get high. He seemed too nice. So, I knew something was up. Then I heard a knock at the door. And I could hear the chatter of many male voices while suspended in air by sheet rock. I heard my boy talk about a gangbang rape porn. But not my mouth, pussy or ass. They planned to gang bang my urethra.

He invited them to fill my bladder up with cum. They ran a train on my pee hole. Men lit me up while they fucked my fourth hole. Punched my back, my kidneys, and the sides of my ribs. And they did that all while they slammed their dicks into my urethra. My son started fucking my face like a cunt. Held my mouth open and shoved his dick in while his buddies tore up my pee hole. The sheet rock held me hostage and suspended me in the air.

But I Know My Son Loves Me, He Never Punches My Sniffer

Once my son finished with my mouth, he let me snort some more coke. And he punched me in the face. But before you say it, I know he loves me. He never breaks my nose. I need my sniffer. I heard tips pouring in as other viewers watched and laughed at the old, battered coke whore. And I might be out of commission for a while with this one. Eventually, my son pulled me out of the sheet rock, but I couldn’t see because my eyes swelled shut. I felt dizzy and disoriented. Plus, I started to bleed.

My boy freed me from the sheet rock, but he wanted to punch me some more. Such a violent streak in him. He bounced my head off the floor again and violently skull fucked me some more. But he always jokes he’s just beating mommy beautiful. So, with a bladder full of cum, a swollen face and a broken body, I snorted as much cocaine as I could to dull the pain. My son made me a pee hole gang bang whore. It will feel like I’m pissing shards of glass for a few weeks, but I know I will heal. But my son’s pink cocaine helps me get over the violent phone sex make-over.