Category: Sadistic phone sex

Bondage Phone Sex Fantasies, I Can’t Say No To You!

Bondage Phone Sex

Bondage Phone Sex fantasies where you tie me up and make me beg.

The thick rope tying my wrists behind my back pulls my shoulders back.

My plump chest is out, and my breasts are ready to be bound as well.

I want to feel completely helpless when I’m with you.

You twist the rope around each breast and pull hard, making them just mounds for you to play with.

Next, you shackle my ankles far apart, exposing my cute little pussy to the world.

And no way to close my legs or say no….

And last but certainly not least, the contraption that keeps my mouth wide open for any and all dick that comes my way.

No matter how much I choke and gag, I won’t be able to stop you at all!

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Gangbang Rape Porn Star Blair Gets Recognized Anywhere

gangbang rape pornGangbang rape porn stars get recognized often. Men who like those dark underground snuff, kind of movies often recognize me. They’ve seen one of my underground films that I did so I could earn some coke money. So often when I’m minding my own business, some guy starts some trouble with me. Men don’t realize I only make those sorts of movies when truly desperate for cocaine money. But I don’t enjoy when men recognize me. At least not when they recognize me from those kinds of films.

And over the weekend, I decided to go to this local dive bar. Now I did not go there to score cocaine. For once I received enough cocaine last year a week. Guys bought me some drinks and we played some pool. Just sometimes I like the attention of other men. Although I do love my husband and our marriage appears solid, I like to flirt. Perhaps no woman exists who does not like the attention of younger men.

No Matter Where I Go, Some One Recognizes Me From Violent Films

A bunch of college men walked into this dive bar about an hour before last call. And I could tell by the way they looked at me that they recognized me. They appeared too old to know even my oldest teenage son. So, I knew they recognized me from my snuff porn days. They swarmed me by the pool table and started talking about what a good little cocksucker I appear to be. And then they whipped out their dicks and tried to skull fuck me at once.

I can handle a decent amount of dick, but six hard cocks in my mouth at once realigned my jaw. And they took in the back of the bar, and nobody did a damn thing to help me. Perhaps I didn’t want help. But I tried to fight them, nonetheless.

One of them pinned me to the pool table while his buddies ripped the clothes off my body. One of them thought it would be funny to stick a pool stick up my ass. And he rammed it in so deep it felt like it could come out of my mouth. He pulled it back out of my ass and shoved it in my mouth making me spit shine it.

Fighting Off My Attackers Never Works, So I Lay There and Take It Like a Good Whore

These boys could not have been any older than 22. And so full of rage and anger for a soccer mom. They took turns fucking my pussy and my ass on that pool table. Ouch. I could feel their cocks penetrating me. So, I just laid on that pool table like a rag doll. I’ve learned over the years to disengage until it’s over. Fighting never helps. And in the past the more I begged for mercy the rougher the men got with me.

So, I let those boys explore their rape phone sex fantasies for me on a pool table in the back of a dive bar. At one point, they invited the other men in the bar to come fuck me too. It seemed like it went on forever and perhaps it did. But eventually it ended, and I collected my torn clothes and my battered body and got my ass back home. However, I know one of these days I might not be so lucky. I might not ever be able to go home after a vicious attack because I know I’m running out of my nine lives.

Snuff Sex So Many Men Seem Deserving of These Days

snuff sexSome people seem more deserving of snuff sex than others. And I know I’m not a highly moral person. And by that I just mean, the people I kill maybe the average person would never murder. I used to suffer from an impulse disorder. If somebody pissed me off, I usually killed them on the spot. But that’s how you get caught. And my grandpa helped me with my impulse issues. Turned me into a highly skilled assassin essentially.

Now if somebody pisses me off, I don’t kill them. Well, I don’t kill them immediately. I let my anger fester for them, and I plot their demise so that I can get away with their murder. Few people have killed as many people as me. Now some of my kills I will admit men paid me. A sort of killer phone sex babe for hire sort of thing. But I’m being truthful. I’ve killed a lot more people for sport and revenge than I have for pay.

Charlie died last night. But only after 48 hours of torture. Don’t feel sorry for Charlie, he deserved it. A brat predator. He’s on that brat registry. I know I don’t really care that much about what men do to little girls because they just grow up to be bitches anyway for the most part. But this guy tried to force fuck a friend of mine’s baby sister. When she told me the details, I decided to plot Charlie’s cock and ball mutilation and death.

Men Rarely Ever Meet a Sicker Bitch Than Me

He spent 48 hours tied up in my basement to my castration chair. First thing I did was put hat pins in his worthless dick and balls. I guess, I used about 100 hat pins on his disgusting dick and balls. After that, I shaved the skin off his cock and balls with a razor blade. Very fine skin shavings and then I poured a bottle of alcohol on him. Not sure I ever heard a man scream like that before. But he deserved it for all the pain he’s inflicted on little girls over the years.

I didn’t just mutilate his junk either. But I also carved off his nipples. I burned his flesh. And I shoved a broken beer bottles up his asshole shredding him from the inside out. Castration turned out to be the least of his concerns. I mutilated and mangled his body. And I caused so much intense pain that he almost died of a heart attack. But I didn’t want him dying of natural causes. So eventually, I sliced open his femoral artery and watched him bleed out. I did that last act of torture sex outside in the wild so that the animals would smell the blood and eat him alive.

I’m a sick bitch. You don’t want to cross me either because I just get sicker with age. Don’t mess with me. Don’t mess with my friends. And don’t mess with any of my friends’ loved ones either. Or you might die even a more heinous death than Charlie.

Sadistic Phone Sex Is the Best For Dark Fantasies

I’m Morticia, and I collect broken souls for my Sadistic phone sex rituals. Essentially, the huntress searching her prey, I spot the cocky asshole of the night, and move in.  
First, I press my body against his and take my need. Now I slide my hand down his pants and wrap my cold fingers around his thickening cock.
Then I viciously squeeze, digging my nails into the sensitive underside. All while I stroke him with cruel, twisting jerks until tears of pain sting his eyes and his knees buckle.
Without a word, I drag him into the gloomy back hallway. Then I slam him against the cold wall and yank his pants open. His cock springs out. I spit on it, rake my nails down the shaft hard enough to leave red welts, then hike my leather skirt up.
Obviously, I am not wearing panties, as I never do when I hunt.  Effectively, I impale myself on his bleeding penis in one savage thrust.
Ultimately, forcing every thick inch into my tight demonic cunt.
Now fully entranced by my blasphemous will, I ride him like a demon in heat. Moreover, I take him with brutal force, penetrative need. With that thick, hard, and bleeding cock in my Demonic whore cunt until he really whimpers.

Sadistic Phone Sex For My Ritual Sacrifice

Now, my pussy clenches his fuck stick, milking him mercilessly. All while I grind my clit against his base. At which moment, I pin his wrists above his head.
Then I sink my nails deep into his chest, carving fresh bloody lines. As his blood wells up, I smear it across his skin, drawing an inverted pentagram over his heart.
All while I chant low and dark: “In the name of Satan, I claim this soul. Lucifer, witness your whore defiling your enemy’s creation. Let every thrust bind him to the Pit. Let his god watch and weep.”
Now, I ride faster, my soaked cunt creaming down his shaft while I laugh at his suffering. He throbs desperately, pleading for release with his eyes.
But, of course, I deny him completely.
When my own orgasm finally explodes within my body, I throw my head back and scream the final words of the ritual: “By blood and cunt I bind you to Hell forever!”
Finally, my demonic pussy spasms violently around his tortured cock, flooding him with my hot juices. All while I keep riding through every savage wave. Ultimately, using his pain to fuel my pleasure until I’m completely satisfied.
Only then do I climb off. Consequently, his cock is purple, throbbing, bloodied, and completely denied. The pentagram on his chest glows subtly with infernal light as his soul cracks and begins its fall.
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Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasies get me moist in my panties!

Home Invasion Phone Sex

Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasies get me moist in my panties.

Just the thought of men spying on me when I’m getting naked in my room is making me wet.

They’re taking pictures of my virgin naked body and stalking me through the window.

I’m their good little girl who teases their cocks too much!

I’m constantly walking around my house like a bad girl, and they can see in because stupid me keeps the curtains wide open!

They wait until I’m fast asleep naked in my bed, when I hear a crash.

It sounds like someone is breaking in!

I froze in fear and didn’t even throw clothes on in time.

The intruders saw me standing there, terrified, and their cocks started growing in their pants.

My virgin naked body was turning them on too much, they couldn’t help themselves.

They each took turns ramming their thick cocks into my cute little pussy! 

 

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Evil phone sex fun with a twisted whore

evil phone sex

My caller just caught his daughter rubbing her pussy and watching porn.

He had some insane, dark thoughts when he learned how horny his young brat was.

We explored his evil phone sex fantasy of going into her room, catching and punishing her.

He stroked his big daddy dick while we talked about hearing her little moans echoing down the hallway late at night.

Her daddy told me to snatch the door open and punish that little girl for being such a whore.

When we found her spread open and rubbing her pussy, her Daddy’s cock got rock hard.

He was equally disgusted and turned on and I think that’s what fueled his rage against her.

His dick pulsed in his hand as he watched me beat the shit out of her. I held her hair and punched into her pretty, little face until it was all swollen and lumpy. Blood poured from her mouth in a continuous, stringy drip.

I wanted to punish her by holding my taser to her cunt and zapping her until her clit sizzled.

Daddy jerked his cock to this idea and asked what other fucked up torture methods I had in mind. That’s when we put the little whore on her hands and knees.

 I let her Daddy fuck her mouth while I fisted into her asshole.

Punching as hard as I could, I forced my arm into her ass all the way up to my elbow.

I could feel the clenching of her muscles around my arm as her body wretched from gagging.

Her Daddy pounded his dick into her face causing her to choke on her own vomit.

While he kept fucking her mouth and watching her face turn all blue and purple, I was ripping her ass and pussy wide open.

The cum he shot in her throat bubbled out through her nose and spewed out around the base of his dick.

He was finished fucking her but I was far from finished torturing her. I left her alive but fucked up enough that we will eventually have to snuff her out.

 

Taboo Phone Sex Mommy Blair is Even Fuck Meat to Young Boys

taboo phone sexI love being a taboo phone sex mommy. Usually, I get in trouble with random drug dealers who just want to use me for profit. Or even my own stepson who wants to do the same thing. I have a reputation in my community. And it’s not a good reputation. Most men know I will do anything for coke.

Even my sons know I’ll do anything for coke. And now their friends know I will do anything for coke too. My sons wanted to invite a few friends over for the weekend. And I didn’t see any problem with that. However, this time I did not know the boys. One of the boys, Dean, heard about my reputation as a druggy mommy whore. Apparently, his brother serves as a lieutenant in the operation of this local drug dealer. And of course, he promised me the world if I would fuck him.

Even Young Boys Enjoy Violating My Fuck Holes

And I agreed without asking any questions. Me bad. This boy possesses some fucked up rape phone sex fantasies for his mother. A teenage boy tied me up better than a grown man. And he dick slapped me like a grown man too. In fact, he dick slapped me like a black man. He smacked my face with such purpose and strength that I thought he might crack my jaw or send me across the room.

I felt both scared and in awe of this dominant young boy. He might grow up to be just like one of the snuff film makers I work know. My sons and their other friends played video games in the other room while this boy held me bound and gagged in my bedroom like a kidnap victim. He started skull fucking me so fast I almost puked. He seemed to like treating me roughly. I thought if I indulged this boy’s rape fantasy he’d score me some of his brother’s coke.

Sometimes, a Teen Boy Treats Me Worse Than a Grown Man

This young boy seemed violent beyond his years. But I preferred this to letting some violent filmmaker hurt me for coke. At least I got a teen dick in the process. This young man placed both hands around my throat. And I could feel my eyes bulging. For a moment I thought my eyes might pop out of their sockets just from him squeezing my throat so tightly. He squeezed me tight enough that I passed out. But he quickly slapped me back awake.

He just kept calling me a bitch and a cunt. And all sorts of dirty names. He just kept slapping me and choking me. I’d pass out and he would slap me back awake. He made me his ass rape porn star too I’m hoping that he brings me a decent bag of coke for everything I let him do to me. So young yet so twisted and violent. He might grow up to be worse than any of the snuff film directors I’ve traded my holes for in the past.

My sons wondered why I came back out wearing a turtleneck. At least I could say I felt cold, but I needed to cover up the ligature marks the young boy put around my neck trying to choke me out. Perhaps this feels like destiny. I can never escape violent men. Even my sons’ friends want hurt me.

Knife Play Phone Sex Requires More Skill and a Sick Mind

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex will always be my favorite. Honestly, I find no skill in guns. A gun can kill a person from half a mile away. Even further depending on your skill level and the gun. Long range shooting requires some skill. However, close range shooting just requires luck and the element of surprise. With a knife, my subject needs to be within inches of me.

And I prefer knives over guns for other reasons too. A knife can be more brutal because you can do more with a knife than you can with a gun. It requires more skill in planning because to kill somebody with a knife you must be within inches of that person. I don’t even own a gun. However, I own over 1000 knives. I consider many of those knives vintage. Grandpa collected knives. And I inherited his collection and made it better.

Some of these knives belonged to serial killers and murderers who died at my grandpa ‘s private prison. Trinkets to my grandpa. I love using a knife with a story and giving it another story. The knife I used this weekend to castrate a loser who preys on drunk Goth girls, once belonged to a serial killer who would remove the body parts of women and put them onto the men he killed. A very fascinating serial killer who like to turn girls into boys and vice versa.

This Sick Bitch Enjoys Castration

Since I always feel like a sadistic phone sex bitch, I decided to use that knife to castrate this loser and then I took his severed dick and glued it to a pair of strap-on panties. I gave myself the ultimate gift. The gift of his severed useless cock. And I made him suck it. I told you I’m a sick bitch. This man purposely drugs women to take advantage of them. He’s a predator. And he appears to be the kind of man who only escalates.

So, I neutered him. And he should feel lucky that I only removed his balls and his dick. Because this asshole deserved to die. But I think for predators neutering them seems like a more fitting punishment. He will never experience a hard dick again. And he will never hurt another woman again either. He will pee through a stray for the rest of his life.

Sometimes, Neutering a Horny Man Seems Like the Best Punishment Ever

I just added another dimension to his punishment. Perhaps, I felt inspired by a serial killer whose knife I used to sever this guy ‘s dick and balls. We all find inspiration somewhere, right? I used gorilla glue to attach his severed dong to the outside of my strap-on panties. Then I made the loser who just lost his dick, and balls suck his severed cock.

I think he would’ve preferred me to kill him in the moment. But there’s no fun in it for me if I simply give a man what he wants. They need to suffer. And I know castration phone sex does not always make a man suffer enough. But filming him sucking his own severed dick that I attached to my special panties, seemed like a new level of humiliation that even I had not thought of yet.

A gun would not let me castrate a man or enjoy some post castration humiliation. But a knife does.  And a knife with a little bit of sick history makes it even more fun. So be careful men. Me and my knife collection sever balls one loser at a time.

Medical Fetish Phone Sex Fantasies with Dr. Cora!

Medical Fetish Phone Sex

Medical Fetish Phone Sex fantasies are nothing short of hot.

That’s when I get to take you to the exam room for your ‘checkup’.

I instruct you to strip your clothes for me while I watch you get undressed.

You know I am fully in control of you and this situation.

Bet you didn’t think your sexy doctor would take advantage of you, did you?

You are so weak and helpless under my power.

Strapping you to the exam table so I can pay full attention to your beautiful, hard cock.

I love seeing the fear in your eyes when I go to jerk you off.

All four limbs are tied down, so you could stop me even if you tried.

I cover your mouth so no one can hear your moans as I jerk off your hard cock.

That sweet pre-cum is showing me how much you like it!

If you like that, then you’ll love it when I jump on your cock and start riding you.

Forcing you to cum inside me.

It’s not like you have a choice! 

 

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Suffocation Phone Sex Took Me Out

Suffocation phone sexSuffocation phone sex cost me my life, a night of rough sex left me sore bruised and lifeless, I met a guy on a dating app, he seemed so sweet, we had so much in common, we linked up a few days later. 

I went to his place dressed in a sexy black catsuit, with thigh high boots to match, a pretty red gstring and matching bra underneath. 

When he opened the door, he took me in his arms immediately, kissing me softly his big strong hands roaming my soft body, undressing me as I feel that hard cock pressed in my belly. 

Leading me to the bedroom, naked and soaking wet, he pushes me down on the bed, chaining my arms and legs in one swift motion. 

Feeling a bit nervous as he just stares at my naked body, nipple clamps placed on my full breast, and clit. 

Then in an instant he snapped, started calling me all kinds of slut’s whores and tramps. 

He climbed on top of me, shoving his massive thirteen-inch cock in my ass, no lube all cock, screams leaving my throat raw, thrusting deep inside my cunt. 

Sliding a satin tie with a noose around my neck, squeezing it tight until the room goes dark.