Category: Evil phone sex

Home Invasion Phone Sex with Layla Loving Her Space Invaded

Home Invasion Phone SexThe door swings open and I freeze, already trembling. Home invasion phone sex had always been my favorite, but this time it felt sharper, rougher, exactly what I craved.

He steps in, smirking, eyes scanning me like I’m property he can claim at any second. “You’ve been waiting for me, haven’t you?” he says.

“Yes,” I whisper, dropping to my knees instantly, because this is what I’m good at and I don’t fight it anymore.

He laughs, low and dangerous, and grabs my hair, tilting my face toward him. “You really will let me do whatever I want, won’t you?”

“Yes,” I gasp, trembling. “Anything.”

He enjoys it… the way I lean into him, the way I give up control, letting him see exactly how much I want to be taken advantage of. Every gasp, every whimper, every shiver is proof I belong here, in this chaos, in his hands.

“Look at you,” he says, shaking his head. “So greedy, so weak… and you love it.”

“Yes,” I whisper. “I love it. Don’t stop.”

He smirks and keeps me on my knees, laughing softly as I stay there, marked and trembling, desperate for more. I let him guide me, humiliate me, push me, and I lean into it because this is what I want… even if I shouldn’t.

Scared but enticed, I’m gasping, flushed, and completely used. I stay kneeling, quiet and grateful, letting him enjoy exactly what he’s taken.

I don’t need to be special. I don’t need to be cared for. I just need this… the control, the roughness, the feeling of being consumed.

And as long as I stay like this… helpless, greedy, and obedient… I don’t lose a thing.

Teen Rape Porn Star Needs to Be Tied up and Fucked Raw!

Teen Rape Porn

 

Being a Teen rape porn star who loves to get tied up means men are always lining up around the block to fuck me raw.

I need you to tie my hands behind my back that way I can’t get in the way of you giving me my punishment.

My rock-hard nipples mean I’m ready for you to spank me and excitement is rushing through my body.

Make me beg for Daddy’s cock and pound my pussy like the bad little girl I am.

My tight, tiny pussy can barely take your massive member, Daddy. I am way too little, but that’s part of the fun, is the pain!

Stretch out my petite pussy and make me scream out your name! 

 

 

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Snuff Movies are Fucking Hot, Wanna Die for me?

Snuff MoviesSnuff Movies are the ultimate taboo thing that gets this teen pussy off hard. Growing up I watched Faces of death with my Daddy, It was an old set of movies that My Grandpa Showed him. I remember getting excited watching a horse quarter a man. My Little cunny just flooded, and I got so warm and tingly. The Bloodier and gorier the better.

I’m a Total Gore Whore

Even watching autopsies and gory medical procedures excites me. That cold dead slab of skin on a table, all settled with rigor mortis makes me crave to feel an Ice cold cadaver cock inside my warm wet cunt. I remember this one scene in the Faces of death movie that I watched on replay. It was this man all strapped down, restrained to a table. His Limbs were splayed out, and tied or chained to a table. He was groaning and pleading.  That made me wet, hearing him whine and beg.

Then from off screen this big guy appears wearing a gas mask. He is holding a hacksaw. The sun glints off the little blade. You see him walk up to the head of the table and knock the shit out of the guy. Blood splatters from his mouth, and he is just drooling bloody spit from the corners of his mouth. Masked guy starts sawing up at the restrained guys bicep. His moans turn to screams as he saws away at his flesh.

My eyes wide and never blinking

The masked man repeated sawing away at each limb, leaving uneven bloody stumps, that resembled chopped hamburger meat. He was still talking and pleading as he sawed his final limb off. My hand was deep in my panties at this point. Just when I thought it was over I notice that his cock is hard. Then the masked man re appears and grabs the mans hair, and starts hack sawing his head off.

I finger fucked myself so much watching that. I remember the playback button having the emblem wore off from how many times I replayed that one scene. I would have loved to ride his hard dick as the light went dim in his eyes.

A Christmas choke out, cum guzzling fun

Evil phone sex

I desire to be ravaged and torn. A submissive slut seeking out with no problems running into trouble. I always have a few men I can run to when I’m feeling down during the holidays and fantasize about getting tortured to stop the family tears. Deadbeat parents haven’t cum around in years, other than to fuck the shit out of me. I need some pushing, beating, I need to be as red as Santa when he cums flying into  town.

Your the sick fuck I call, and you never say no. With your work bench in your tool shed always ready to roll. Leather straps, knives, body parts and skulls. The best holiday cheer a worthless submissive bitch can ask for.

Always wearing your leather apron to keep yourself clean from my blood cum you strap me down. Dressed as Santa this year you  start choking me without any lead up. It seems you’ve got some anger inside and your ready to release your sick fucking beast.

I can tell by your eyes and the mountain growing between your legs you’ve been waiting for this day. I’m whimpering and moaning not knowing what’s to cum especially when you have that chainsaw plugged in. I’m hoping to make it to New Years but my fears may be true.

You sick fuck love teasing me with your knife play. 

You turned that saw for back ground noise as you ran that sharp knife you love so much up my naked body. I’m quivering and shaking for the cold. My itty bitty titty’s got their head lights on beaming for the clamps you put on me.

Shoving your fingers in my ass and tight bald seeping wet snatch at the same time, rapidly fucking me yelling at me to “move those hips bitch!”

Knife play phone sex

I’m thrusting up and down keeping an fearful eye on that knife. Slowly you cut me on my stomach. Sharp as fuck you start to carve your name above my little groin. “Paul, and don’t you forget cunt”. Blood running down my gaping wet widened pussy covering my thighs and legs I couldn’t feel how god damn deep you went.

Jacking your sick shaft off under your blood soaked leather apron you watched your name appear permanently on me. “Your my slave now cunt!” as your cock starts to burst thick dark spunk all over my face. As your smearing yourself all over my eyes, nose and mouth you give me a final submissive spit to the face. “Merry Christmas”.

Snuff Sex With Layla Loves The Control and Craves Commands

Snuff Sex

I lower my voice just enough to make you lean in, smiling because I know you’re already hooked. Snuff sex starts for me long before anything happens. It begins in the tease, the playful pause, the way my words brush against your thoughts and make you squirm a little.

I flirt while I lead, letting my tone dance between sweet and daring. I tell you you’re doing so good just listening, then I laugh softly and change the rules. I like keeping you guessing. Control feels better when it’s wrapped in charm, when you’re smiling even as you realize you’re following my lead without question.

I give you instructions like they’re secrets meant only for you. Nothing rushed, nothing sharp, just confident, steady guidance that makes you feel seen. I remind you how much I enjoy your attention, how cute it is when you hang on every word. My voice dips when I want to pull you closer, lifts when I want to play.

I’m a little bratty about it too. I’ll praise you, then tease you for wanting more. I’ll tell you to wait, just to hear how well you behave when you do. That’s my favorite part. The anticipation, the way desire builds when you don’t get everything all at once. I want you aware of every second, every breath.

There’s a warmth in my control, something inviting. I make it clear you’re safe with me, that this is our shared little fantasy where you get to let go and I get to steer. I love how quickly confidence turns into craving when my words sink in.

As things heat up, my voice turns silkier, slower, full of promise. I don’t need to say much anymore. You already know the rhythm, the dynamic, the way I like things. I stay playful right to the end, leaving you smiling, satisfied, and already wanting to come back for more.

Because with me, control isn’t cold. It’s flirty, fun, and just dangerous enough to keep you thinking about my voice long after I stop talking.

Snuff Sex with your young one

Snuff Sex on a Sunday morning does not sound too bad, fuck your daughter’s cunt daddy and fuck it good, A kinky teen freak that loves to cream on daddy’s cock, Daddy is a sick twisted pedophile that enjoys molesting both of his little ones, Snuff sex

His baby girl’s sweet pussy keeps him hard as a rock, the smell of it makes him leak precum. Daddy loves to force her to take his thick dick in all holes, smelling her arm pits as he takes her pussy. Fucking her missionary and smelling her toes drives him wild, as of lately he has been choking her while forcing her to take his cock, sometimes with his bare hand’s other times with a belt or tie, the last time he used a tie he went a little too far and she passed out. 

 He was able to bring her back, can’t say the same for his tranny daughter, Daddy was deep  in her boy pussy, big hands wrapped around her throat squeezing ever so tightly, every stroke his grip got tighter and she fought harder, which only excited daddy even more, His strong hands squeezed her larynx to the point she couldn’t breathe. 

 She fought until she had no fight left, and her body went limp in daddy’s arms. Needless to say, that didn’t stop him, he fucked her little lifeless body until he came deep inside her corpse. It’s only a matter of time before he offs his sweet youngest daughter because sex with dead bodies turn him on so much.

Snuff Sex is the Perfect Christmas Gift

snuff sexI’m all about a snuff sex Christmas. Let’s just say that I think a few folks do not deserve to be alive on Christmas Day. Perhaps you could consider me an evil Santa Claus. But in my mind, I’m helping society. I’m making the world a better place. One of my favorite things to do this time of year involves porch pirates. I’m sure you’re familiar with the term. Losers who decide to steal other people’s packages for Christmas. I consider them to be the grinches or the scrooges not me.

My local news reported a porch pirate ring, but I knew there had to be a ringleader. If I cut the head off the snake, the rest becomes useless. So, I set up a trap to be able to catch who’s pulling the strings. And the trap turned out to be easy. I just ordered myself a bunch of Amazon shit and left it on the porch. I hid my ring in a non-obvious place to be able to catch the culprit without the culprit knowing that I caught him or her on camera.

And once I caught this bitch, she became a snitch immediately. Pissed herself too, so I killed her. I got what I needed from her. And I gave the wildlife behind my house a holiday meal. Her mother-in-law turned out to be the leader. She couldn’t wait to give her up. A middle-class woman who lives in a nice neighborhood does not need to be stealing packages or running a small crew of porch pirates. She’s killing the Christmas spirit not me. So, I thought she deserved some killer phone sex.

I’m The Grinch Who Saved Christmas

I lured her way almost as easily as I did her daughter-in-law. But this bitch did not receive a quick death. She didn’t deserve it. This bitch did not need to steal other people’s presents. Plus, according to the dead daughter-in-law, she blackmailed everybody in her family into doing her dirty work. So, she deserved a slow, torturous death. And I consider that my specialty.

I’m sure that bitch and her family consider me the Grinch who stole Christmas. But everybody else knows the real Grinch was her. I carved her up like a Christmas turkey. First, I carved porch pirate across her chest, slicing off her nipples too. Then I plunged the knife into her belly button. If you do it just right, you can watch them attempt to keep their insides from spilling out of the open wound.

I made sure this bitch knew what she stood trial for. And why I prolonged her agony. Her actions had consequences. All actions have consequences. And her consequence left her gutted like a pig. I loved watching her take her final breath and every labored breath before that last one too. I may be a statistic phone sex bitch, but I’m the Grinch that saved Christmas. Just nobody will know that but us.

Roleplaying Phone Sex Fantasies of keeping Cora Captive!

Roleplaying Phone Sex

 

Roleplay phone sex turns me on and makes me so wet.

I want and need to hear about all the ways you would tie me up, hold me down, and just fuck the shit out of me.

Degrade me and treat me like I’m a piece of trash. Like I’m just some walking hole you get to fuck. Tie my hands behind my back so I cannot pull away from you.

Tie my legs behind my head so you can cream pie and breed so far down into me. Stretch me out and make me yours to fuck, forever.

Keep me captive, chained to your bed as a nightly fuck toy. Make me cry as you mercifully pound my pussy. Slap me as I beg you to stop, but you don’t. You never do. 

 

Holiday lock up, you came loaded and ready to explode

Evil phone sex

So much for spending holidays with my family. Like everyone else, sitting around the table eating a nice meal. Sharing pictures and stories about the year they’ve had. The good times and the bad. No not me. I’ve found myself in jail. I broke the law and only had sexual deviant options to get the fuck out. Bad boy cops and trashy public defenders. My christmas time turned into to torture time. Taken in to creepy custody for a simple exhibitionist sexual desires. Caught sucking hot cock behind the liquor store.

You threw me in a jail cell, in the corner with no light. Teasing me with freedom and food. I was begging to be let go but it was baddie booking time.

Evil cop with a chip on his shoulder and a danger dick ravages my itty bitty tootsie…

Against the wall you ripped off all my clothes. Checking ever corner and ever hole for any weapons. While examining my ass you called over another cop, “I think we found something here”. I’m screaming and moaning no as you forced your fingers up my tight fearful fanny. Ripping and shredding me apart you both bad boy co’s unzipped your pants and handcuffed me to the wall.

“You need to learn your lesson you criminal whore”. Caught fucking in public landed me in hell. The screaming through the walls of other girls chained, gagged and cuffed echoed through the hallways. We’ve all been busted and forced fucked for our mistakes. Whether we starve or get rammed to death our destines are unknown.

Gangbang phone sex

My screams went unheard ass all my holes got shredded like chedder cheese. The sounds of my cunt walls made you both cram slam me forcefully. These evil demented fucks thrusted their beer can cocks deep inside me. White chunky bloody cum filled spunk ran down me. Spraying like a hose, covering these disease filled cement walls. I was covered in nasty bad sheriff  jizz.

Their gangbang  nasty games never stopped. Continuing to punish me for hours and hours. My face smashed against the wall while my you and your buddy were balls deep. “Say cheese for your booking picture you cunt slut”. Barely able to breathe or open my eyes. Getting choked out while my gaping holes spewed fluids there was no hope. Getting caught fucking behind a bar landed me in the hands that I deserve. Giving in to the abuse that I deserve.

While holding onto the bars and gasping for air, both you filthy fucked filled me to the brim. Breeding dumb law breaking bitches like me all down this hallway.

Evil Phone Sex for The Best Choke & Cum Death

Evil phone sex as Goddess Morticia is what I deliver, and I make you choke out your last load. My absolute favorite thing is torturing men—perverts, sick fuckers like you. Nothing excites me more than bloodily destroying your manhood while I dominate the moment.

Goddess Morticia Delivers Evil Phone Sex Like No Other

First, I lure in a fresh victim. I prowl dating apps, thriving in their glorious lameness filled with lies and deceit. Then I play you twisted perverts right into my nasty, fucked-up game.
Only the winner comes out alive… or does he? When I say “comes out alive,” I twist the words on purpose.
What I really mean is that I stream your torture live. My dark web live streams rack up insane views and followers. Isn’t that what true popularity is all about?
Now you get your chance to shine as my winning victim! Then I strap you to the chair with cameras and lights blazing on you.
Obviously, I already stripped you naked before buckling you down, and now I shove the gag deep into your mouth.
That gag soaks in a fresh batch of chloroform. Mmm, it knocks you unconscious so fast.
Don’t worry—I start slicing into your nuts and severing your dick while you’re out cold. With pleasure it’s Snuff sex I broadcast every cut live, and I let the blood flow without stopping it.
Once I remove your sex organs and blood pools everywhere, I know I’ll lose you soon. This is your moment to shine! 

Finally, I crack smelling salts under your nose and force you back to consciousness—just barely, since you’ve lost so much blood.

Next I make you smile for the camera.  Your screams make me the wettest, especially on stream. I unleash my most wicked laugh and grin wide for the lens.
Evil Phone Sex