As a sexy, deviant switch, I sometimes crave domination phone sex. I can be your accomplice too. I love to help men explore their rape fantasies for young girls. But I like a little pain occasionally too. I went looking for trouble the other night. I got on Fet Life and looked for some playmates. I found a hot couple who lived near me who wanted to play with a hot busty blonde. I went to their house. I knew it was a risk. It was not my first rodeo. I had a knife and pepper spray with me. I have learned that when you travel in my circles, you need to be prepared. Things are not always as they appear. One moment you are having rough sex, the next moment you are a snuff porn star.
Turns out, I was prepared for nothing. This couple was harmless. Okay, not harmless, but they were not murderers. They were into slave training, however. The man had a beautiful cock, so I was willing to endure some pain to ride that big cock. While I was worshiping his asshole, his sexy bitch wife whipped my back and ass. I was determined to show this this man that I was a hotter bitch than his wife. I did not say that out loud, however, because that is how you get yourself killed. She pegged my ass too while I sucked her husband’s throbbing cock. The more he moaned, the harder she fucked my ass. She was jealous. That was the reaction I was hoping for. Jealousy makes women fuck me harder, whip me harder, do everything harder. I am a pain slut, and I was craving it.
She turned me into her ass rape porn star. She ravaged my ass with a 10-inch dildo. She grabbed my tits too with her long red claws as I fucked her hubby. I had two cocks of sorts inside me a once. He came inside me, and she licked it out of me. She was greedy for her husband’s seed. I still have a sore asshole and some bruising, but I am a pain slut and I got just what I needed that night.
He wanted to make a teen rape porn, so I got him the perfect teen slut. I have had my eye on this little whore for days. Finally, I lured her away from the mall to my place. I just asked her if she wanted to party. Told her I had some Molly and weed, and a few handsome younger guys who would love to meet her. She thought my friends were her age when they were even older than me. Not my fault she is a dumb cunt who goes with a stranger to party. What happened next is on her. She met my friends. My boyfriend and his best friend. They are three times her age, but they have long had rape phone sex fantasies for younger girls. I make men’s fantasies cum true. I got in on the action too. Once the Molly kicked in, the girl forgot she was not so willing. She was a cat in heat. She had the perfect young body too. Once the guys decided to double penetrate her, I started filming the action. This kind of Lolita porn sells for great money. Many guys, maybe even you, like to watch Lolita porn. I made our little porn star eat my cunt as my boyfriend and his pal ravaged her fuck holes. Boy did they fuck her hard. That Molly though had her feeling so good. I doubt she felt the pain. Molly fucks with your memory too. She would not remember much of what happened. By the time the guys were done fucking her, she was half passed out. She was just mumbling incoherently. Cum was oozing out of her fuck holes. That is what happens when you are a teen ass rape porn star. I dumped her at the local park. Maybe some one else will find her and use her some more. That is all these teen whores are good for anyway.
He called me for domination phone sex because he knows I am a sexy switch. He was a total pansy with a small dick. He did not need that dick that was how small it was. It was a micro penis. I say was because now he has no dick or balls. Oh, do not feel sorry for him. He had it coming. He wanted his junk gone. Okay, maybe he did not want his dick gone, but once I ruined his balls, I was not in the mood to stop there. I have a philosophy. If your dick is less than 3 inches, what is the point? On a good day it looks like a clit. On a bad day, it is a frightened turtle hiding in its shell. I love castration phone sex calls. Yes, I know castration is the removal of the testicles, but some guys are just so annoying or so worthless or both like this caller, that I want to take the entire kit and caboodle.
Blake had been IMing me for months. Really, he was yanking my chain to the point I have had murderous fantasies about him. I never thought he would call me. I thought he was just some broke wank. Turns out he is a wank, but not so broke. He just cannot get a woman unless he pays for her. Sound like you? Blake is not that different from most of my pathetic loser callers. Perhaps no one else has wanked me as hard for months before, but he was just desperate for female contact that messaging me incessantly at least gave him contact with a hot woman. He knew when he called though just how pissed off I would be. I did not stop at the torture sex of his balls. I took his micro penis too. The funny thing is I chopped it off with a regular old steak knife. Not a very sharp blade, but small worthless wieners are not hard to cut off. I likely will never hear from Blake again. Only so much you can do with a man once you have neutered him. Some of you losers are just so pathetic you will do anything to get my attention, even beg for castration.
Violent phone sex makes my cunt wet. Like soaking wet. I masturbate on most of my calls. The more violent a roleplay is, the hotter I get. I know, something is wrong with me. I know it is my violent past. But I embrace it now. My caller asked me about my father. I used to hate talking about him. The moment the word father was mentioned, I would get quiet and my body would tense up. Do not get me wrong, I would kill my daddy in a heartbeat now. I think about it often now that have become a sexy switch. I love my new role in life. But my father no longer has a hold on me. I am no longer scared of him or his equally scary cronies. My father would be 62 now. My caller last night wanted roleplay phone sex. He surprised me. He wanted to be my accomplice in killing dear old daddy. Now, my cunt was dripping. He pretended to be daddy. I went back home for the first time since I was a teen girl. Daddy recognized me immediately. I was taller, and bustier, but he knew who I was. Told me he would never forget his slave. This fantasy call seemed so real. It gave me a real taste for vengeance. Daddy invited me in, and I was not inside for more than a few minutes when daddy tried to force himself on me. He told me I would always be his property. I stabbed him. Daddy was expecting the old Cassandra, not the new Cassandra. The old daughter he knew cowered in his presence and let him do whatever he wanted out of fear. The Cassandra now is not his daughter. I am a taboo phone sex whore who gets off on revenge and pain. I gutted daddy like a pig. Let him die while looking me in the eyes. The perplexed look on his face made me happy. He never saw it coming. He thought he ruined me. He thought he owned me. He thought he broke me. What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. And what doesn’t kill me, might kill you because now I am a blood thirsty bitch out for revenge.
Fantasy phone sex is just that. Fantasy. Never feel guilty about your darker fantasies. I have an active imagination. The bloodier and gorier a fantasy is, the wetter my cunt becomes. This guy I am seeing calls me his gore whore. I am one too. I do not know how I got like this, but I guess my violent past as a slave and my love for horror movies helped create this gore whore. My man and I were watching some snuff flicks over the weekend. One of them was very violent. Lots of blood and gore. Those are aphrodisiacs for me. I was horny as fuck and wanted to have snuff sex. We fucked while images of bloody dismembered girls flashed on the screen. I wanted the real thing. Not just snuff fantasy. My man recognized the hunger in my eyes. A hunger that his massive cock could not quench alone. We went hunting. He likes to fuck and hurt young girls. Before we met, I knew who he was. I had been warned many times to stay away from him or he would take me down a rabbit hole of darkness. I was a moth to his flame because I never mind falling down a rabbit hole of darkness. He is the best fuck of my life because he is so sadistic and sick. His mind matches mine. We found a barely legal drunk girl. Gave her a ride. She was too drunk to realize we were not her Uber. We drove her to his place. She thought we were going to have a kinky threesome. We did, just not the kind she was thinking. I slit her throat as my man fucked the life out of her. Her bright red blood cascaded over her big tits and down to her shaved cunt. Her blood became lube for my man’s hard cock. He kept fucking her after most of her blood had run out of her body. She was lifeless, but he kept fucking her. Sex with dead bodied is his thing and I love to be a part of it because I am his gore whore.
Snuff porn stars can survive life if they are smart. I do not have book smarts. I never finished high school. But, I do have street smarts and that makes me ahead of the game in the circles I travel. I ran into an old snuff director that I had an acrimonious relationship with. The guy damn near killed me once because he liked the way I bled on film. His only problem was that I was not his to kill. I was on loan from a man who would kill him if he killed his prized pony. I am no longer owned by that master. I am a free agent, so when I ran into Trevor in an innocuous setting, I feared he might try to kill me again. I was in a coffee house of all places. I met him 15 years ago, but men like him never forget the one who got away. He approached me, and I knew it was game on. He recognized me and he wanted to pick up where we left off. When he started talking, I told him I was in the teen rape porn business now. I spoke with confidence, and explained to him that I could bring him something younger, and better than me. He reminded me that he has eyes everywhere, and knows where I live. I took some solace in the fact that he has not killed me yet. I brought him a young teen whore the very next day. I knew where he made his movies. I was scared. I mean a snuff director is not a man who can be trusted to keep his word. He liked the blonde bimbo cheerleader I brought him. She was just some dumb cock tease who thinks her shit does not stink. The next day, her picture was plastered all over the news. When a pretty white teenage girl goes missing, the entire world is looking for her. A brown or black girl goes MIA, no one cares. I took a risk luring this girl to her death, but it was her or me. I had to give Trevor his pound of flesh. Trevor makes real snuff movies, so that little blonde, white bitch will never be found. I survived to live another day, and that is always my goal.
Accomplice phone sex is my new gig, but guys still call to abuse me. I get that. I am a blonde bimbo sex doll, but I am almost 40 now. Hard to believe. Still seems like yesterday that my father and his friends were gang banging my fuck holes before school. I have not seen my dad in over 20 years. More like 25 years because I ran away as a teenager. I have paid my dues being a submissive whore for men. It is someone else’s turn now. I can be useful to you still. I can bring you something much younger, far less willing and even tighter than me. I found myself in a situation over the weekend that I was not sure how to get out of, so I made him a deal. I told him he could make a teen rape porn instead of a snuff flick if he let me go. It took some convincing, but we stuck a deal. I brought him something fresher, cuter and way tighter. I snatched up the first cute girl I saw and brought her too him. I was not dying. Not that day at least.
He was very happy with my replacement. She was everything I promised and more. Young, tight, fresh-faced, innocent and scared to death. This guy is like most of my callers. He wants something not willing. You need an innocent schoolgirl for that, not a seasoned snuff whore like me. I helped him get her clothes off to expose her bald cunt and flat tits. She had a youthful body. The kind of body most of my taboo phone sex callers crave. It was her or me. When you are in survival mode, you do not care that you gave a young girl a death sentence. I watched as he fucked her raw. I even watched him snuff her. All I could think was better her than me.
Bondage phone sex can be fun and extreme, especially if I am your accomplice. I have a client who loves to tie up little girls and break them. He is a sadist when it comes to little girls. I used to feel baldly about it. But now I know that there are just too many brats in the world. And this is population control. Not all his victims die, but most do. He is the kind of man I jump through hoops to please so I do not end up his victim. He called me up earlier in the week with a request for a victim. He gave me an age range and body type he wanted, the rest did not matter. He wanted no tits, a bubble butt to fuck and a large thigh gap. He wanted a skinny, innocent schoolgirl to tie up and explore his rape phone sex fantasies. I gave him just that too.
He was pleased with the girl I kidnapped for him. That was a relief. I disappointed him once and he beat me so hard I could barely move the next day. I was not making that mistake again. He tortured this girl after he fucked her. He came in her ass and cunt, then the games began. He fisted her holes. He carved her nipples off. He sliced her clit and labia lips off too. I was cringing myself watching. I knew it could just as easily be me he was doing this too. This little girl cried and screamed until the pain of the torture sex was just too much to bear. It was hard to watch him mutilate such a young little girl. But he is sadist and a P man. I am an accomplice, so I watched nervously as he butchered that girl. I know my place. I felt for her, but at least it was not me.
I used to be the torture sex victim. Sometimes, I still crave a little pain, but there is nothing better than being your accomplice. I have learned that I enjoy inflicting pain on much younger models than me. I am In my late 30s now. I can be the mommy to some little whore we torture and kill. Mark wanted my help with his daughter. He is a single dad I met on the dark net. He has been fucking his girl for a year now, but she is not appreciating how much her father has sacrificed for her. He hired me to play house for a few days. The girl’s mother is dead. She died in a car crash. Her parents were divorced at the time, so her father had to step up to take her in, so she did not end up in foster care. She became the woman of the house sucking daddy’s dick and taking him in her tiny fuck holes. He had to give up whores like me to be a responsible daddy. Now, the little cunt is acting like a bitch threatening to tell her teachers what is going on at home. I came into their house and told her I could sell her to become a teen rape porn star and have her killed too. I made her watch some of the snuff flicks I have helped make with girls even younger than her. I explained that as her father’s friend, I was more than willing to take her off his hands and make her disappear forever. I mean this little cunt lives in a nicer house than I ever did. She goes to a nice private school. She has all the things girls her age want. She needs to feel more grateful, or I could show her a far worse life. I think I truly scared the shit out of the little whore. I stayed and fucked daddy in front of her so she would see how a woman is supposed to act when taking care of the man of the house. I love being the accomplice phone sex partner.
Snuff movies are popular. I have starred in a few. I am surprise I survived any of them. A girl like me who has been in the underground world of dark pornography knows not all snuff flicks are fake. Money talks. You want a real snuff flick, you just make the right money donation and your wish is granted. I am mostly on the other end of the camera now that I am in my late 30s. I have been on the circuit for way too long. I got used up and spit out, but I survived. I was not put out to pasture like so many of my peers. That is because I reinvented myself. I found a way to make myself useful to men like you. As your accomplice phone sex partner, I can help you make your own snuff flick.
Trevor needed my help. I changed his name to protect the guilty. If he is reading this, he knows who he is. He responded to an ad I posted on the darknet. All the fun shit goes down on the dark web. He paid me a large sum to help him make a snuff movie with his stepdaughter. Former stepdaughter. His whore ex-wife divorced him for looking at the girl a little too long. He never touched the slut but he was persecuted for looking at her in those booty shorts she wore all over the house. He set up an airtight alibi, and I arranged all the details. I had the girl kidnapped from a sleepover. She was drugged, naked and awaiting her former stepdaddy when he arrived. His dick was hard seeing her helpless, blindfolded and tied up like that. My cunt was wet knowing what was about to happen to her. This was more than a teen rape porn. This was a snuff movie. He fucked her for hours while I filmed it all for his spank bank. He had on an executioner’s mask to hide his identity. Not that this was going anywhere but his house, but I was being careful.
Trevor killed the little cock tease too. Oh my, what a dirty little whore she was. She tried screaming and fighting, but her little twat was so fucking wet that it betrayed her. Another cock tease bites the dust. I am ready to help another man fuck and snuff a teen tease. Maybe that is even you!
