Accomplice phone sex ends the year properly. Trust me. We can find you a young whore to fuck before the year is over. Maybe even snuff. I find talent for men all the time. In fact, my former master hired me to bring him some special Christmas treats this year for a holiday party he hosted for some very rich and very depraved me.
Have you ever seen one of the Hostel movies Eli Roth did? I brought him girls for something out of a Hostel movie. If you have not seen one, the premise is in many countries, men with enough money can buy whatever they want. They can purchase a young girl or a woman to torture, fuck or even kill for a snuff porn. Money talks. And the more you have, the more depraved shit you can do.
So, my former master paid me handsomely to bring him 8 different little girls. Each of his clients had a special girl he wanted to fuck, kill or torture. And I never think twice about those little darlings anymore. If they are stupid enough to believe whatever bullshit story that I tell them or get into a car with a stranger, they deserve whatever happens to them. He paid me $50,000 for each girl. And that made my Christmas bright.
He gave me enough time to plan and hunt for the 8 types of girls his rich clients requested. It never ceases to amaze me how dumb young girls can be. They often have stranger danger for men. But rarely do they have it for women. And behind every P man is a woman who helped him get that way.
I delivered one girl at a time to my former master. Collected my money and never asked any questions. Even though I know those girls will never be seen again. And they will endure a lot of torture sex, I just collect my money and go. I will do the same for you too.
He told me he needed my help to make a teen rape porn. But he did not want the girl dead. I explained that killing little whores protects men from getting caught. However, the girl he wants to fuck while I film is his own daughter. And I cautioned against it. I offered up the idea of finding a surrogate girl to fuck. But he insisted on his daughter. And he offered me double my usual accomplice fee.
So, I planned it out. We waited until his wife left to visit her sister. The husband, my client, encouraged his wife to go without him so he and their daughter could wrap her presents and stuff. And since I consider myself a great accomplice, I knew how to make this work so his daughter would not remember a thing.
Maybe you have heard about this French wife whose husband drugged her for 10 years and invited men to explore their rape phone sex fantasies with his unconscious wife. With the right combination of drugs, this girl would wake up sore between her legs, but no memory of anything. I paid attention to that woman’s case. Plus, I did some Internet research. We had to do this perfectly.
I gave my accomplice the drugs. And I informed him that he needed to put it in her dinner and call me when he did. We both had burner cells for an extra layer of protection. The meds kicked in quickly because of her young age and tiny, hairless body. I filmed as he undressed her and licked and kissed her entire body. He spent about 30 minutes tasting his daughter’s young cunt. I even took a lick. She tasted sweet like strawberry wine.
When he started to fuck her, I got back behind the camera to capture the moment on film. It’s always smart to use an old fashioned hand held video camera with no Wi-Fi capability. And that’s just what I did. She bled on his dick confirming that she indeed was a virgin. Daddy fucked her so hard too. Even turned her into an unconscious ass rape porn star. After he came inside her, I cleaned her up.
Now, Daddy has one hell of a spank bank video to remember the night he fucked his unconscious daughter. Merry Christmas to him.
Castration phone sex may not be my specialty, but all women dream of castrating some man in their life. Trust me, as a young schoolgirl getting force fucked by daddy and his friends, I thought about biting some cocks off. Same with some of the seedy men who owned me after I ran away from home.
Recently, I got to make my dream a reality. A chance encounter with one of my dad’s poker buddies inspired me. He did not recognize me. When he came into the strip club, I almost had a panic attack. He went rougher on my fuck holes than my father. I grew up, and no doubt look different. I sport big boobs now and platinum blonde hair.
Legally changed my name to Cassandra Alexander so no one from my past would find me. But to be sure he did not recognize me, I flirted with him after my set. If he took my bait, I would bring him home with me. And get my revenge with some extreme cock and ball torture sex. He took my bait. Thought he would. But I needed to be sure he had no clue who I was. I gave him one hell of a lap dance to cock tease him. Wanted him to want to fuck me.
And he did. He begged me to come back to his hotel room. Although, I wanted to get my revenge at my place, I agreed. My plan for revenge worked almost perfectly. Once back at his hotel room, I drugged his drink. Just to make sure he would not hurt me. I waited about 45 minutes before I bit his cock. He got hard, but he did seem out of it. So, I knew the drugs kicked in.
After a few minutes of slobbering on his cock, I bit it. Hard too. But I just did not bite hard enough to rip it off. I wanted to do a Lorena Bobbit on him, but I did not have access to a knife. This was an impromptu castration. Seeing him in the club dredged up some awful memories for me. I did take a chunk out of his dick, but I did not sever it like I wanted. However, I did make a bloody phone sex mess.
So, when he passed out from the shock and the drugs, I bit his balls off. That proved easier to do. I put his balls on his chest, so when he came too, he would know what happened. I know it was risky. He could send the cops to the club to arrest me. But I just hoped his shame would not let him admit to the authorities what happened.
So, to give myself an edge over him, I left a note that said go to the police and I will tell them what you did to me as a little girl, and signed it Ella, which was my birth name. I mean certainly if he did go to the police, a good lawyer could get me off on a temporary insanity plea. I enjoyed biting his junk and neutering him. Now, if I could only find my father.
Sex with dead bodies turned out hotter than I expected. I have this perverted friend who has long fantasized about fucking a pretty corpse. We got to partying last night, and his need to fuck a girl got stronger. And I worried he might kill me just to fuck my dead body. He drank a lot of booze and snorted a ton of coke. So, anything seemed possible.
But I am a quick thinker. You need to be in the seedy world I travel. If you do not use your mind and your instincts, you will not survive. So, I suggested we break into a morgue. However, he suggested a funeral home because there a mortician would make a girl look pretty in death. We picked one with a few funerals over the weekend because we knew they would have some warm bodies.
His need for necrophilia phone sex outweighed anything else. I found the perfect funeral home with a young teen girl who died in a car accident with her mother. A double funeral with two women gave my friend choices. Turned out to be much easier to break in than I thought. We drove to the strip mall and parked. Then we walked a few blocks so our car would not get caught on camera at the funeral home. We dressed in all black with ski masks too.
And my pal seemed to be in heaven when he saw the two females dead on the slabs. I encouraged him to fuck the daughter first. He loved me acting as his cheerleader. His macabre accomplice filmed him fucking both pretty corpses too. He told me that both pussies felt so tight. Despite the colder temperature of the bodies, he kept a raging hard on to fuck them. His dark fantasy became a reality. That would keep any man hard.
The dead girls appeared already dressed for the double funeral, so we simply put the panties back on them once the fun ended. No one will check their dead cunts for cum. Those two pretty corpses will get buried with his cum inside them. No one really thinks about the worst in people. But for a taboo phone sex accomplice, I can tell some depraved stories because I bring out the worst in men.
Being a member of the bad babysitter phone sex club has many perks. However, the biggest perk is helping men just like you get access to a sweet young thing to fuck. I am a master of disguise. Growing up in the seedy world of snuff and hardcore bondage taught me many things. But the best thing it taught me was how to fly under the radar and go undetected.
With the help of a former master, I have 20 different ids. And I change my hair color, strap down my tits, use an accent, and dress the part to look like a professional nanny and babysitter. I’m a chameleon. Once a guy tells me the type of little one he wants, I find the right one on one of the many babysitting sites out there. My list of references comes across as impressive to prospective parents. Although the same folks vouch for me every time, I list different names, with different phone numbers. Skype and What’s App let them hide their real phone number.
The snuff porn word turned me into a smart and savvy accomplice. So, when Joe told me he wanted a young boy ass for Christmas, I started looking and found him the perfect one. The unsuspecting parents have no clue about the deviant they hired to watch their little boy. And it could not have gone more smoothly. Of course, Joe paid me handsomely for the chance to finally fuck a boy ass.
After I fixed the lad dinner, I gave him a special milk cocktail that would put him in a deep sleep. I have learned the right mix of substances to fog the memory and knock a subject out. It is an art form. After the boy passed out, Joe arrived to fuck that boy’s ass raw. I did make him use lube to minimize the damage. The goal when I babysit is to leave the young one with minimal damage that parents might see right away. I usually concoct some story that explains a sore asshole. With me as the accomplice, parents never realize their young one got used like an ass rape porn star.
After Joe came in that ass, I cleaned him up. Gave him a bath and sucked out all the cum washing away all the DNA evidence. And I wear gloves in the house, just to not leave prints in case a parent suspects anything after I am long gone. I think of everything just so you can fuck the young boy or girl of your wet dreams. So, what do you think? Would you like me to find you a little angel to fuck for Christmas?
A good kidnapping phone sex call needs a sexy accomplice. Female preferably. Because here is the reality. A female can lure a young girl or a young boy away much easier than you can. Men need to get forceful or even resort to drugging their victim. However, a woman like me can lure them away organically, thus not drawing as much attention. Young girls believe anything another woman says. And young boys might just find a woman like me sexy or safe or both.
Dave and I went shopping at the mall over the weekend. But we did not shop for Christmas presents. We looked for something more unique. We went shopping for a young girl for him to explore his rape phone sex fantasies. And we had plenty to choose from. I keep hearing about the decay of the American mall, but they still attract so many young girls and boys. And Dave saw a little red-headed teen girl he wanted. A young teen too.
So, we followed her for a while. And it appeared that she was at the mall alone. No family, no friends, not even a babysitter. But that made it much easier to lure her away. She believed I knew her mom from church. Her cross necklace led me to believe she likely was Catholic. Even better because no doubt she would be a virgin. And that’s what Dave wanted. He has long craved, like you, to violate an innocent schoolgirl.
Dreams do come true with the right accomplice phone sex partner. We brought the girl back to his place and drugged her so she would scream less and alert the neighbors. She knew what was going on, but she could not muster the strength to scream when Dave fucked her virgin pussy. And the details of what happened to her would be muddled in a few hours when we dumped her on the side of the road to be found. He popped her cherry and enjoyed it very much. Most men do. But it did make a mess of his bed.
Although, I thought we should kill her to be safe, Dave just wanted to fuck an innocent young girl. He paid me, so I gave him what he wanted. But I bet you would force fuck a little girl and kill her with me, right?
Domination phone sex goes two ways with a sexy switch. You can be my slave. Or I can be your whore. Although most men want me as their sexy submissive sex slave, a few like a blonde buxom babe dominating them. When I met Ivan, he appeared submissive. We met at the strip club. He wanted some extreme cock and ball torture. However, I could not bust his nuts at the club. Men will not come to see naked girls if they think we castrate patrons, LOL.
So, I arranged to meet Ivan at his place the next day. And I understood the assignment. He wanted his nuts deflated. And he wanted to feel pain. He lost his mistress when she got married and moved away. But I resemble her, so he made me an offer I could not refuse. No skin off my nose if you want your balls busted. It’s the holidays. We all need more cash.
When I arrived at his place, I felt like I was entering a castle. Huge house. More like a mansion. And he had a BDSM room with everything I needed for extreme cock and ball torture sex. It seems to me that the rich fuckers enjoy the kink lifestyle the most. Money can buy you anything. Even ball busting. I sported my stripper heels. And my spiked heels allowed me to kick him in the balls repeatedly until he crumbled to the floor in pain. Just what he wanted.
But his threshold for pain seemed out of this world. When he finally hit the floor, I kicked him in the groin some more before I did a little dance on his old hairy nuts. As a self-proclaimed chronic masturbator and predator, he wanted me to neuter him. So, I did. I put a castration band around his nuts while I trampled on his balls. Eventually they turned blue and purple. And they deflated too.
I did not cut his balls off, but I did ruin them. Now, he will have deflated balls for the rest of his life. They may even just fall off his body one day. But do not feel sorry for him. He paid me for castration phone sex. And I just gave him what he wanted.
Accomplice phone sex calls turn me on. I love to help men with their dark fantasies. But as a sexy switch, I still enjoy some BDSM fun and rough sex. Sometimes, I meet a man like Trevor, who wants my help with some young brat and wants to fuck me roughly also. For me, the type of guy you are determines if you can be my accomplice only, or if you get to have some hardcore fun with me too. Men need a big dick for me to submit to them. And a nice wallet and good looks too.
Trevor seemed to be the entire package. Handsome. A great job that pays extremely well. And a 11-inch cock. A white guy with a huge cock. That’s a rarity even in the snuff porn world. We met on the dark net. A simple chat room discussion, had him on a plane flying to my state in no time. He wanted to meet the evil mistress who promised him a tight young pussy for a fee. He came with bags of cash, so I had no doubt he was the real deal. Not a poser.
But before we got to kidnapping some teen whore for his wicked fantasies, he wanted to fuck me. Been a while since I let a man dominate me like that. But I will admit, I missed it. He tied my arms behind my back and put me in the downward dog position so he could fuck me from behind. He told me I had a perfect ass. And he wanted to destroy it.
My threshold for pain has dropped in the years I have been more of an accomplice than a slave. So, when he treated me like an ass rape porn star, I screamed in pain after one thrust. I felt disappointed in myself. I used to take violent abuse daily and maintain a smile to beg for more. Now, here I was getting violated anally and bitching about it hurting.
We got in a grove though. And after we both came, we got on the dark net to bid on a trafficked girl to destroy. We pick her up tomorrow. And I cannot wait to be the one inflicting pain instead of receiving it again.
This Thanksgiving, make sure you order yourself up a hot teen rape porn. You know after being around all those little cock teasing family members, you will need some release. And I am here for that release. Don’t let a cock teasing niece or 3rd cousin or daughter ruin your day. We can make it better by finding you a surrogate little whore to fuck.
Holidays and big sporting events like the Superbowl provide men like you with trafficked girls. I mean every day whores get bought, sold and rented, but those days it’s done tenfold. And I have access to all sorts of young, trafficked girls through my former master’s underground brothel. He has girls for his own personal rape phone sex fantasies like I used to be until I bought my freedom by bringing him new meat. We all age out for him eventually.
He owes me some money right now. He hit a financial problem when the feds froze his assets following a criminal investigation. But he will not get found guilty of any wrongdoing because he stays clean. Girls like me always did his bidding. So, I made him a deal about the money he owed me for the last girl I kidnapped for him. If I found a man like you, I could get a girl or two for free. Of course, I still make a profit because you pay me. I just do not need to pay him. And you get to select the little whore of your choice. And I get all the profit.
So, what do you say? Are you game to put all that energy and aggression to good use? Take out your sexual frustration over the cock tease at Thanksgiving on a surrogate young whore? And to sweeten the deal, I will film it all for you. This way you have your own teen ass rape porn to beat off to every day. And my former master will let you snuff a girl out too. So, I think you should look for me after your Thanksgiving meal so we can enjoy stuffing some young cunt.
Bad babysitter phone sex calls get my motor running. When I was a little girl, my dad hired male babysitters for me. And he would make them pay him to watch me. But that was because he would tell those male sitters they could do anything they wanted to me. And they did. Men fucked my ass and pussy. They made me suck their dicks. Sometimes, they even put objects in my cunt. So, I know what it takes to be a bad babysitter.
And now, I can help men just like my father even though I vowed back then that I would never be like my father. But I have no skills outside of sex skills. And I am not book smart, but I am street smart. I can navigate the seedy underworld of snuff porn. Only the strong survive. So, I think my rough upbringing helped me survive men like my old master. All these prissy rich brats I kidnap for men, rarely last a day.
When Carl called me, I knew I had to get on the babysitter app so I could find him a sweet young thing to play with. I have a variety of fake IDs and fake references, but no parent knows that I am a bad babysitter. And if they find out, it is too late, and I am long gone. This little girl I watched looked like an angel with her pretty blonde locks and big blue eyes. Cherub face and big smile too.
She would grow up to be a hot slave and hot porn star. However, she barely survived the night. Once the parents left, I drugged the little girl and took her to Carl’s place. He has a little log cabin along the river. He fucked her every which way but loose and I found it fucking hot to observe. Her little butthole stuck out. That pussy looked like raw hamburger. Even at her age, she talked sassy as he explored his rape phone sex fantasies for this little bitch. Oh my. How hot to watch him slap her porcelain skin when she talked back.
He got a little too rough on her and choked her to death to shut her up. So, we dumped her lifeless body into the river and fucked in the blood stain she left on his carpet. That tiny whore still had her virginity. Well, she does not have a cherry anymore. And she does not have a life either.
