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Torture Phone Sex is The Best Way To Use a Barbie

Torture Phone Sex is one way to really get me to oblige my captor. As the victim and pain obsessed Barbie doll, it’s my only use. My only use is to be used by you.

I’m Meant To Be Used By You For Torture Phone Sex

First time I was victimized by a man was at a young age. He saw that I was a dumb little girl that was just too cute. And to this he abducted me and made me suck his dick.

This started with him luring my young bimbo ass with money. Of course I wanted that hundred dollars. After all I was always shoplifting what I wanted. This man claimed to be the Loss prevention officer for the shop. And said he saw me take the lipstick I had tried on.

Once he took me out to his van and I questioned him about this, he showed me a hundred dollar bill and said I would earn the right to it. Then I could buy whatever make up my whore face wanted.

Next thing I knew I was being forced to suck his dick with these whore painted lips. All while he told me “That’s right bitch you good little cum dumpster keep gagging”.  And he just continued to degrade me while forcing his fat dick down my throat. I was gagging and snotting all over the place as my eyes watered.

Then he decided I just wasn’t doing a good enough job and that is when he took my asshole. With a thrust he shoved that fat dick in my tight pink bunghole. And boy did that rip my hole open. In fact I tried to scream as my asshole bled all over that dick.

That is when he pulled it from my ripped bleeding anus ring and shoved it down my throat. As I gagged it was forced deeper in my throat and I threw up all over that dick. Then this man shoved the hundred dollar bill in my bleeding asshole and pushed me out of the van.

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Killer Phone Sex in the Winter Creates Beautiful Art as a Body Bleeds into the Snow

killer phone sexI love killer phone sex in the snow. And I enjoy slaughtering assholes, and bitches in fluffy white snow because I love how the blood drains out of their bodies into the white snow giving it a pink hue. Plus, you might not know this, but snow prolongs the torture and the pain. Keeps the body on ice. My victim’s breathing slows down, and the blood coagulates a little from the cold, which keeps them alive just a little bit longer. So, winter might be my favorite killing season.

Although I built a dungeon underneath my house with a tunnel that goes into the woods, for easy body disposal, I still enjoy my kill shack. Last night I took this bitch I picked up to my old kill shack an hour away. I inherited this old fishing cabin from my grandfather as a teenager. He used to take women there to torture them. Fuck them and then torture them. I think the sadistic phone sex gene skipped a generation. My parents seem awfully vanilla and boring. But grandpa made me a sadist just like him.

I met this girl Lynn at a bar. Not my usual bar, but a steam punk bar. And she didn’t belong. I watched a lot of people reject her. So, I started a conversation with her about her approach. And I questioned her motives. She hit on both men and women, but she just wanted somebody to buy her drinks.

I don’t think she really wanted to go home with anybody. Her attitude seemed a bit stuck up and bitchy. Although I did not plan to kill, she seemed perfect. Satan knows, I have killed for less.

Killing in the Snow is Artistic. I Love the Way Blood Drains into the White Snow.

So, I chatted her up and asked her if she wanted to go back to my shack. Enjoy some free alcohol and play some video games. For once I didn’t need to drug a bitch. This one came willingly with me. And after an hour at my kill shack in the woods, she realized I put something in her drink.

Just a little something to paralyze her. The mind still functions, but the body won’t move. I dragged her out into the snow and started slicing her up. And I told her she could scream as loudly as she wanted, but nobody would hear her. Not in the middle of nowhere surrounded only by trees and wildlife.

As I stabbed her and mutilated her breasts and her pussy, I watched her crimson red blood spill from her body, melting the snow around her. I think I just wanted to kill her so I could see something so beautiful as blood in the snow.

Suddenly, the snow all melted around her body creating a bloody snow angel effect. And it looked hypnotic to me. It took her two hours and 23 minutes to die. Perhaps not my normal kill. She didn’t do anything too offensive honestly. But I just wanted to kill in the snow.

I left her body right where I killed her because I slaughtered her close to the tree line. And I knew if I woke up in the morning, she would be gone. Nature accepts its role as my accomplice phone sex partner and thanks me by disposing of the bodies for me. By the drag marks, I think a bear got her. Another girl that will never be found because in 2 to 4 days, she will be nothing more than bear shit

Cock and Ball Torture Sex Serves as Excellent Revenge

torture sexOne of my fellow stripper sisters asked me to help her with some cock and ball torture sex last night. Revenge CBT. Her ex-boyfriend doxed her. We all use a stage name at the club, so he blasted her real name and her address and her phone number with her stage name and picture all over social media. Plus, he put up a few home movies they made together during their 10 years as a couple on some amateur porn sites.

Unlike me, she has family. And she does not want them to know what she does for a career. And she certainly does not want any of her family, including her son from a previous relationship, to see her naked on the Internet.

Luckily Facebook took down the pictures and the video quickly because they do not allow nudity. But she feels certain some mutual friends still saw his posts before Facebook pulled them. I jokingly told her he needed castration phone sex. And I guess she ruminated on it, called me up and said let’s do it.

Stripper sisters always have each other ‘s backs. So, I set the trap for him. Let him think that his ex’s hot stripper bestie wanted to fuck him since they broke up. Men can be so stupid. But in their defense, a lot of shady women do that to their best friends. Not me.

Strippers Stick Together and Get Revenge on the Men Who Wronged Us

He arrived at my place with a bottle of the cheapest wine he could find. My friend laid in wait. Perhaps I could’ve earned myself an academy award nomination for my performance last night. But I convinced him I wanted to fuck him. And as I kissed him just to distract him, I slipped some drugs in his wine glass. Drugs that would make him loosy goosy enough to subdue and torture.

When the roofie kicked in, my bestie made her appearance known. She kicked him in the groin as he laid passed out on the ground until the pain woke him up. But the drug made him too weak to fight or even get up. And I told him that I lied to him just to get him to my home. I let my friend tell him his list of offenses. And while she stripped him naked, I sharpened my knives.

If You Cannot Act Like a Man, You Don’t Deserve Your Balls

He pissed on my floor. What a fucking loser. Luckily, I had a tarp under him. But I did that because I suspected there would be blood, not piss. My friend trampled on his balls in her high heels. And I followed up with a vice grip used to deflate his testicles. This man would never fuck again.

And he would learn better break up behavior. He cheated on her. So, she broke up with him. That pissed him off so he doxed her and uploaded revenge porn. Personally, I never knew what she saw in him. Too much of a player and a bad boy for my tastes. But instead of telling her I told you so, I helped her castrate him.

And this taboo phone sex babe enjoyed an evening of deflating balls and cutting them off as revenge for revenge. We dragged his body on the tarp outside and left him in the rain. And we finished off the cheap bottle of wine he brought, laughed about him and he went to bed. Woke up in the morning and discovered he left. I don’t think he’ll go to the cops. Then he would have to admit what he did. Revenge feels so sweet. 

Evil Phone Sex with a Sadistic Minded Teen Whore

Evil phone sex turned a Victim into a Predator. I was a victim all my life. And though, those games are fun to play, I prefer being the heinous bitch I have grown into. My Life has not been easy up to this point.  Used and abused to the fullest potential. By family, by friends and by Monsters.

You know what they say, If you can’t beat them, join them.

So that’s what I did. As so Many men used my pussy and ass to fulfill their sick rape fantasies. I let it make me stronger. My cunt used as a place to keep a dick warm. I would watch their faces, grimace turned to sheer satisfaction as they choked me til I blacked out. They found joy in my pain and suffering.

Once a man even drugged me and kept me in a commercial freezer, so he could see what it was like to fuck an almost dead body. Hypothermia. Was the diagnosis was when he dumped me off that the hospital. They wanted to do a rape kit, but I refused. I never allowed my victimization to break me..

I only let it feed the monster that was growing  inside me

There is one inside all of us you know. Those deep seeded depraved thoughts that make you excited, and get your dick stiff. Those secrets that you love but you push to the back of your mind because they are so sick and twisted, you would be locked up if you ever uttered them out loud. Those are the monsters, and the more you feed them. The more they need to eat….

I think it’s high time you let me feed your monster…

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Teen Rape Porn With The Therapist

Teen rape porn Teen rape porn fantasies with my therapist, laying on the couch telling you the details of my traumatic home invasion, those four men fucked me every which way but loose, I thought it was a robbery but all they wanted was my tight holes on their poles. 

They came through my back door, grabbing me by my throat, throwing me to the floor. Ripping my fishnet stockings off, I tried to crawl away, but you were too quick, slamming me on my back, my pink pussy exposed, A thick cock impales my cunt, my juices running down my thighs. 

Fist raining down on my body, being held down and fucked in every hole at the same time. My mouth is screaming no, but my body is saying yes, my juices are leaking like a faucet. 

Dr Harper is stroking his cock when I look over, he is coming over to the couch ripping my panties off, shoving his thick rod in my tight cunt, I squirm and fight, but he overpowers me. Shoving his huge cock inside me as I beg him to stop. He thrust harder inside me, knocking my walls down. 

Why does everyone I trust take my pussy, I just want to be saved but they all want to fill me with cum, are you going to hurt me too? 

Evil phone sex with Stephanie

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I take being an evil phone sex slut very seriously.

Hiding behind the guise of fantasy allows me to admit my most depraved fantasies to like minded men.

Mr. B is easily one of my favorite callers.

We get so evil when we’re sharing our fucked up fantasies.

Most of our calls are spent discussing Kylie.

That’s the whore he can’t stop obsessing over.

Our latest fantasy brought us back to the scene of torturing that slut and her pretty, little bitch daughter together.

He pounded his dick while I talked about everything from busting their teeth out to sawing their arms and legs off.

Details of ripping their tongues out and cutting their eyelids off only made him jerk his stiff dick faster.

I made sure Kylie was just a pathetic torso with bloody stumps. Then I tossed her into the bed for us both to play with.

Mr. B watched as I grabbed one of the daughter’s dismembered arms and started smacking her mommy in the face with it.

I bit the fingers off of that tiny hand, chewed them up and spit them in her face.

Then I shoved her own little brat’s arm up her ass and started force fucking her with it.

She tried to scream but it was a garbled, bloody mess since her tongue had already been ripped out.

By this time, Mr. B was so rock hard that he couldn’t control himself anymore.

He held that tiny brat’s limp body and pounded his cock with it while I ripped into her mommy with my knife.

Calls with Mr. B always make my whore cunt drip and he’s just one of the many sick fucks that I play with.

If you’re a sick, evil pervert with fucked up fantasies then you should call me so we can explore them together!

Medical Fetish Phone Sex Pro takes advantage of you while asleep!

Medical Fetish Phone Sex

 

Medical Fetish Phone Sex Slut is going to put you under anesthesia and take advantage of your cock. 

It’s just about surgery time, and once you are out cold, I am going to unzip your pants and start jerking your cock off until you are hard. 

Even when you are asleep, your dick knows exactly what to do. I can feel it getting harder and harder in my hands, pre-cum dripping out in between my fingers. 

Now I can jump on your lap and start riding your cock fast and raw. You will have no idea by the time the surgery is done that you came all inside me.

It’s still dripping down my leg under my nurse’s uniform.

 

 

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Babysitter Phone Sex Rolepays Give You Access to Bald Young Tight Holes

babysitter phone sexI love bad babysitter phone sex calls. As a young girl, I rarely left the house, so I never babysat anyone. But as an adult and a master of disguise with a lot of fake IDs, I can go on these babysitting sites and get a gig with the little girl or boy of your wet dreams. Nobody ever sees me coming because nobody seems to have stranger danger for women. But we can be some of the evilest people around.

Jonathan wanted a little boy. A very young little boy with a cute little bubble butt and no body hair yet. I know how to get men like you exactly what you want. So, I got on my babysitting sites until I found the one with the little boy of my client’s wet dreams. And I booked the gig. There’s a secret to not getting caught. I never use the same ID twice. And I change my look up with makeup, wigs, and prosthetics.

My client harbors rape phone sex fantasies for little boys. And I wanted to make it happen in real time for him. I prepared things very well. I pre-made my milk cocktail that knocks any little one out for the action. And I quickly learned where the security cameras were located, so Jonathan could avoid them. Finally, he could fuck the boy he’s long dreamed of fucking. And all thanks to me.

Jonathan crawled through a basement window that I left open for him. He couldn’t come through the front door or the back door because of the security cameras. But he got in and he got in undetected. I escorted him up to the room with my little charge who already appeared passed out from the drug cocktail I gave him.

The Right Accomplice Takes Care of Everything

Jonathan loved him. Thought he looked like a cute baby boy. Smooth skin, cute bubble butt and no hair. Perfect for him and his fantasies. I positioned the boy on the bed with a pillow under his stomach, giving Jonathan easy access to his boy butt.

Since I consider myself a stellar accomplice phone sex partner, I even held open the little boy’s butt cheeks and helped guide my client’s cock into the tightest little butthole he ever felt. The little boy seemed passed out cold from my magic cocktail. His little body just sort of levitated on my client’s cock. The whole thing did not last long. But I never expected it to because when you finally get something you’ve long yearned for, you pop off quickly.

Jonathan left after destroying this little boy’s butt hole. So, I needed to try to soothe it and clean up the mess. But I always put a tarp down that I can dispose of in a dumpster. No DNA on the sheets. I gave the boy a bath, even though he still seemed passed out to wash away all the DNA evidence.

I’ll tell the parents their son seemed constipated, so I gave him a fiber drink. If they think their boy struggled to take a shit that might explain his sore butthole if he says anything. He won’t remember anything though. However, Jonathan and I will always remember the night. He finally got the fuck a tight boy butt. So, what wicked dream can I make come true for you?

Babysitter Phone Sex Doesn’t mean You Can trust the Babysitter!

Babysitter Phone SexBabysitter Phone Sex gave me the hot little idea to start watching some cute Little doll faced bitches,  mainly because I wanted to show off to my hot boyfriend how much fun it could be to torture them. I Look sweet enough.

Looks are so fucking deceiving.

We were in Florida with Family over the Holidays. Some Neighbors needed someone to watch their kid so the could celebrate New year with My Family. Cute as a button. I said me and the boy toy would watch her. When we took her to this old abandoned house in the neighborhood. He has always wanted to break in a young slit. I thought this would be the Best way to ring in the new year.

Naughty Girls Get Used and Abused

I told her that Mommy and Daddy said she was a bad girl, and brought her to me to be punished. I advised her to do exactly what I said, and maybe she would see them again. My Boyfriend smiled watching those big tears fall. Then I told her to strip. Reluctant at first, she hesitated. Then I slapped the shit out of her, and yanked her out of those clothes.

Tiny Little thing was a Carpenters Dream, flat as a board. Hairless. My Boyfriend was like a starving man Looking at a Burger for the first time. I told her she was going to play with my boyfriend. When She started  Whining, I dragged her over my boyfriends lap and spanked that tiny ass until it was blood Red. While her mouth was wide, with spitty laces connecting her lips, I grabbed that blonde hair and shoved her open mouth down on his cock.

Cry you Little cunt

I Inspected her little holes. Prying them open. Pulling her folds apart, and shoving my fingers knuckle deep inside. She screamed and squealed, it was all muffled by his fat cock. I could Feel her hymen. Wanting to bust it so badly, I had to restrain myself. After all, I promised my Boyfriend he could break her in.

Watching as she gagged and wretched on his dick. I held her head down and pinched her nose, while boy toy twisted her lil rose bud nippies hard. The next thing we knew, saliva and snot projectiled and jutted out of her nose all over my boyfriends cock. Bad Bad Babysitter!

Ew… Puke

I snatched that little bitch up, and made her clean her own spew off his cock and lap. She cried, and whined and gagged. She was Feisty. I Pushed her down on his cock, and she screamed as soon as he was inside. He rocked her and I guided her little hips. Shoving my fingers deep in her throat and biting her nipples. It wasn’t long before my boyfriend was Ready To Nut. I told him to fill her up! I wanted to watch that cream rush back out of her.

Creamy Cum Filled Fuck Doll

When We Got her up, Her cunny Looked like New. Turns out Her little Asshole was hungry, so we fed it. Now I have her tied up in the back. He and I are going rogue cross country. We decided she will never see mommy and daddy again.

And we can’t wait to own that Cherry!

 

Sadistic Phone Sex is The Best Finale For You

Sadistic Phone Sex with your sadistic queen, the architect of exquisite endings, I am Morticia. Understand, men don’t just submit to me; they surrender their last breath for my pleasure.
Tonight, you lie bound spread-eagled on my black silk sheets, cock rigid and leaking despite the terror in your eyes.
First, I trail a single gloved finger down your chest, over your trembling stomach, and circle the head of your shaft. Weakened, you whimper when I squeeze—hard—drawing a bead of precum that I smear across your lips.
Then, Breaking the silence, “Tonight,” I whisper, climbing astride you, “you don’t cum and live. You cum and die.”
Next, I sink down slowly, letting my tight, wet heat swallow every inch of you. Then your hips buck involuntarily, but the ropes hold you still. As I ride you with deliberate cruelty—long, grinding strokes that drag my walls along your length, milking you without mercy.

Sadistic Phone Sex is Your Means to an End

As I ride, my firm breasts sway above your face; I lean forward and smother you briefly, letting you taste the edge of suffocation. Undoubtedly, you’re close already. In fact, I feel it in the desperate throb inside me.
Finally, I reach for the silk cord coiled beside the bed. With a wicked smile, I loop it around your throat—loose at first, then tighter as I quicken my pace.
Instinctively, your eyes widen, panic flashing as the pressure builds. As I ride harder, pussy clenching rhythmically, forcing you toward the brink.
“Beg me,” I hiss, pulling the cord just enough to make your face redden.
“Please… Morticia…” you choke out. I yank it tight. Your body arches violently beneath me, cock swelling impossibly thicker as oxygen flees.
Finally, I grind down savagely, chasing my own climax while your vision darkens. The moment your final, frantic thrust drives deepest, I cum—walls spasming around you, flooding your shaft with my release.
That’s when you break. Your cock erupts inside me, pulse after thick pulse, even as your struggles weaken. I keep the cord taut, riding your dying spasms, milking every last drop from your twitching body until you go still.
Only then do I loosen the silk and lean down to kiss your cooling lips. “Perfect,” I murmur, still impaled on your lifeless cock.
“You came…and you died. Exactly as promised.” I stay there a while longer, savoring the warmth fading inside me.
Another beautiful snuff sex victim for my dark fantasies collection.
Who’s next? Kneel and beg, darling. Morticia is always hungry.
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