Accomplice Phone Sex Slut Grooms Conquest For Boyfriends Killer Fantasies Pt 1

Accomplice Phone Sex I became Friends with her, just for him to make me his accomplice, in some fucked Accomplice phone sex rape fantasy that he wanted to see through, but I wasn’t prepared for what happened.

I’ve been a victim my whole life. My New fuck buddy boyfriend has some fucked up taste. My whore holes were so sore being ripped from cunt to asshole, and the cut marks on my tits didn’t even have a chance to heal. I needed a break from the torture for just a bit and I was willing to do anything for him….

She was perfect, a young Teen runaway a long way from home, dressed like a total slut. When I met her she had only been here 2 days and had nowhere to stay. Red hair, Pale Skin, perky little titties and slender frame. Her name was Ivy. Fitting. I became her friend and manipulated her, gaining her trust. I offered for her to come stay at my house for a while tile she got on her feet.

But It was all a twisted ploy.

After a few days, we were best friends. I shared my clothes with her. Her body was beautiful, we had even kissed because she was curious. Mt eyes roamed all over her, I Liked Ivy, a lot. I told her My Boyfriends Birthday was coming up, and he really wanted to be with 2 girls. I told her I couldn’t wait to devour her sweet, sexy body and I wanted her first time with another girl to be special. Eager to taste her perfect pussy it had the prettiest red strip of pussy hair.  She acted honored to even be tasked with this. I knew she would be perfect for our hot, rough threesome. That’s all Ethan made it out to be.

Ethan has dark tastes. Very dark. He wanted his entrance to be a surprise. So I left the side door unlocked. We were watching a movie when he appeared out of nowhere in the kitchen which ran parallel with the living room.

“Faith?” He said, laying his keys on the counter “Who is this?”

We both jumped and screamed, frightened.

“So you’re just bringing home strays for me to keep, feed and entertain?” His eyes Narrowed and zeroed in on Ivy.

Ivy interjected ” I, I,I…I can leave, I didn’t mean to cause problems Faith” she began standing up and walking toward the bedroom.

“Oh you aren’t going anywhere Ivy” He toyed with the Knife, spinning the point on his index Finger, twirling it and hungrily licking his lips.

Ivy Looked so scared. Her stare shot back from me to Ethan.

“Now Faith!” Ethan commanded.

I grabbed the duct tape and tore off a piece with my teeth. Ivy started to panic. Her breath rushed. I said “Shhhhhh, shh It’s okay Ivy, remember what I told you, it’s all a part of it. Just go with it.” I smiled a sweet smile Pressing the tape firmly over her mouth. I kissed the duct tape. Then I led her to the table room. I began taping each of Ivys limbs to the legs of the table. She whimpered and Squirmed, but didn’t fight me.

Once taped, Ethan teased her with the knife, running the sharp blade down her cheek, nicking her skin. Her blood dripped. Moving the cold clade down, he toyed with her neck. Finally,  slicing the fabric of her shirt open exposing her tits, with pointy nipples. She squealed, and her eyes began to fill with tears. Her body radiated sheer terror. I could see it. He loved it when the fright kicked in, it was something he could almost smell and it drove him fucking mad with psychotic killer desire. He leaned over licking the tears from her cheeks.

What Ethan made me do next, was diabolical.

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Accomplice Phone Sex Provides a Taboo Experience for Men

accomplice phone sexI enjoy being your accomplice phone sex partner. Most times, I’m helping a guy kidnap and fuck a young girl. But on occasion, I get a client who wants to fuck a boy butt. And I don’t judge. From behind they all look the same anyway. Right?

I got excited over this gig. Because I find it easier to seduce a young boy or just convince him that I know his mother. Girls possess more stranger danger than boys. My client wanted a little boy too young for me to fuck. So, I had to lure him away with a motherly approach instead of a bimbo approach but believe it or not I can look like a mother. However, I am not sure I can act like one, but I can play the part temporarily.

Since school started back, I could lure a young boy away from school. Of course, I wore a disguise because cameras look like they are all over the place. The boy seemed scared at first, but eventually he really believed that I knew his mother.

His worst nightmare impending. Hardcore anal torture sex. Although I felt bad momentarily, I got over it when I saw the cash he gave me. To say the boy acted unwilling would be an understatement. This boy fought kicked, screamed and even bit me as I restrained him.

If Jack wanted a little boy to fuck. He came to the right woman. I got him the perfect tight little bubble butt. You couldn’t tell that he was not born a girl. My client informed me he’s been waiting half his life to fuck a little boy ass. And my response, “well it’s your lucky day that we met.”

Men, You Need Me as Your Accomplice

I knew he wanted some photos and videos to remember this night. So, I snapped some Polaroid shots. Men never put anything on your cell phone. That’s how you get caught. Get yourself an old-fashioned Polaroid camera and keep the pictures in a shoe box under your bed. This is why men need me as an accomplice. Most men think with their little head instead of their big head. And that’s part of being a professional accomplice. Keeping your client safe from the law.

So, I watched as he fucked that little boy ass. He destroyed that boy‘s butt too. I’m sure the boy never in 1 million years thought he’d be some old man’s ass rape porn star. And I thought girls screamed loudly. This boy screamed at the top of his lungs. And at such a shrill pitch, the dogs howled.

Eventually, I had to drug him. I might’ve picked the right look of a boy for my client. However, I picked a fighter. Once I drugged him, he became much more manageable. My client destroyed his ass. And gagged his throat too.

I’m In The Mood For Some Fantasy Roleplay

 

Roleplay phone sex

 

Roleplay with me baby, I want to play out your deepest, darkest and nastiest fantasies. I want you to use my holes and imagine that little pussy you can’t touch. Make me your young little cum slut. Come into my room  while I’m sleeping and slowly remove my covers off of me. Admiring my sexy little body laying there in my cute little panties. Then slowly getting on the bed trying not to wake me yet. Kissing me softly on my thighs up to my nice plumped ass.

Next your rubbing on my clit threw my panties until you see a nice wet spot. Making your cock go rock hard as you began to unzip your pants and take your cock out. Slowly you get between my legs pushing my panties to the side. Rubbing the tip of that fat mushroom head on my wet little pussy. I began to wake up and before I can say anything you put your hand over my mouth. Forcing your weight on me and you big fat cock in me at the same time.

Taboo phone sex

 


Taboo Phone SexFucked up taboo sex is something I live for. Pain is something, I love and can’t get enough of.  Ever since I was violently taken, abused and used like a rag doll it’s all I have been craving. I needed torture more and more. I had no choice but to go out of my way to be violently abused like a worthless whore in any way I could. My greedy fuck holes crave to be beaten and stretched. I would purposely wait in an alley for groups of men that were intoxicated to come and violently abuse me and took me, making me bleed, beg and cry, but still wanting more it. Being gang banged like a worthless fuck toy and being completely ravaged was my only goal. I love feeling the pain they would give me and my throbbing cunt. Getting my head slammed into a concrete wall and viciously having my clothes completely ripped and my holes ripped open with cocks and fists. Being publicly humiliated and used seeing men walk by that just had to join in just to cause the greedy cock whore more pain. Not knowing if I was going to make it till morning helpless, just made me even wetter and the more I gave in the more I needed it so badly. I needed the abuse and torture more and more.  I know I’m such a dirty cum bucket, only good for hard dicks to use and abuse in any way possible. Having loads of cum, and piss, even dirt or sand all over me, leaving me barley even breathing when they are finished, just lying on the concrete barley able to move from all the hours of hard fucking and abuse. My slutty holes just need to be ravaged and gaped open, I need to see how many can fit in my holes no matter how bad it hurts.

Ass Rape Porn Star for Soccer Dads

ass rape pornI have the perfect ass for ass rape porn. At least that’s what directors always tell me. When I was younger, I bought the line that they could put me in movies. I just didn’t know what kind of movies they had in mind. But it was much different than what I thought they meant. Now, I’m a bona fide hardcore anal porn star. Just most of my movies appear very violent and rough and can only be found on the dark net.

And I really don’t care who sees me on the Internet. My husband seems more concerned about optics than me. Fuck those stuck-up trophy wives. If they happen to see my pictures on the dark net, then they’re on the dark net for a reason. So, they’ll likely never say anything to me. That’s always been my philosophy about it.

Recently, the dad of one of my son’s soccer buddies showed up late at night. I thought he was looking for a son who was not with us. But as it turns out, he was there for me. And this did not look like a friendly visit. He started yelling at me, calling me names. Lots of vulgar names too. My husband would’ve put him in his place if he was home. However, he took the boys on a fishing weekend. Leaving me home alone. Was this dad stalking me?

Sometimes Lions Hide in Sheep’s Clothing

This guy started claiming I make snuff porn. And although true, I denied it. Deny deny deny. But that only seemed to anger him. So, I confessed. Told him about my drug addiction. However, I think he already knew. He held up a big bag of coke and said it was all mine if he could just take that ass. Normally I wouldn’t think twice. I take the bag of coke and do whatever the guy wants. But the guy looked angry. And he looked like he planned to take it out all on me.

I did what he wanted because my bigger issue might have become would he tell my husband all the naughty things I’ve done to get coke. So, in the bed that I sleep with my husband, I let the soccer dad violate my ass. And for white guy, he had one of the biggest dicks I’ve ever seen. This dude looked his cock measured over a foot long. That’s a lot of dick for my ass. Ouch.

Never Trust a Soccer Dad

However, a big dick never stopped me from being a whore. Midway through the rough anal sex, I began to doubt my decision. He had what a lot of women in the adult industry call the punisher cock. That just means a cock so big even when it’s just fucking you it feels violent. And everything about that soccer dad felt violent. He had a lot of anger in him, and he took it out on my ass. Of course, after the third thrust my ass prolapsed. And I guess I should feel grateful he didn’t zip tie it like my son does. But he kept trying to push it back inside just to rip it out again.

I kept praying that his stamina would give out. But he showed my ass no mercy. This felt like pure anal torture sex. And he threw in some choking, slapping and fisting of my cunt too. I felt so violated. And I know now this means he owns me. I traded my ass for Coke. And with a soccer dad. This is not some snuff director. I thought this guy was just a normal dad. But then I guess I bring out the worst in every man I meet.

Torture sex fueled by virgin blood makes a explosion

Torture sex is a salacious stench of sweat, blood, and forbidden pleasure. My eyes gleam with sadistic glee as I present to you an assortment of ravishing, helpless playthings – your very own slaves.Torture sex
Each petite, innocent creature has been meticulously handpicked for their untouched purity, their first blooming flowers of womanhood making them the ultimate delicacy for connoisseurs of carnal cruelty like yourself. Watch as I defile their pristine bodies, my cruel hands ripping away their modesty to expose the plump, virgin flesh beneath.
The agony and ecstasy etched upon their tender faces is enough to make me cum. But when you thrust your cock inside their helpless little cunts, it ignites a fire within my broken soul. Their mewling cries of pain and pleasure are but a symphony to my twisted ears.
As I tear into their quivering flesh, the very essence of their youth and innocence drips from their wounds, a potent elixir that courses through my veins and sets my core ablaze. We aren’t just making Snuff porn for your collection, we are making art. A depraved masterpiece that will leave all who dare to consume it forever changed.

Three Twisted Wishes : PT. 1

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

My murder phone sex fantasy is so dark and twisted it always makes me cum so hard I soak my sheets. I picture myself meeting an evil genie and he gives my three wishes. my first wish is to torment my sister and never face any consequences. I call up three black men, they are big and love to torture sexy blond school girls. I watch as they rape her in my fantasy. They push their big black cocks in to her tiny bald pussy and asshole tearing them open. Blood spills down her thin thighs as she cries begging me to help. My pussy is dripping watching her get torn up from both ends. I watched as they took turns shoving their big cocks down her small throat making it bulge out. Tears streamed down her face and here eyes were so wide you could see the whites of her eyes.  They pulled out and came all over her face one after another. the thick cum mixed with her tears. she looked at me and asked why in a small voice . I laughed and grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back arching her back as I plunged  my knife in her chests. I watched as the light left her eyes and it was time for wish two.

Torture Sex is The Best MO of Serial Killer Morticia

It all started with Torture sex of a sexual predator that thought I was free reign for him. Evidently he was an extremely nosey neighbor of my mothers and knew what happened to me. He watched and wanked off as I was getting used by my mothers coven. I was only a young teen. 

So one night he thought it was a good idea to push himself into the house. That was his first mistake. I answered the door and he knew I was alone. Then he forced me down to basement. Well that was certainly his second mistake.

Then finally he thought he could shove me down on his dick. Well, I bit the mother fucker off! How this crackhead screamed and hollered at me. Since I was in the dungeon I had many implements at my disposal while having snuff phone sex. 

Torture Sex

Next I grabbed a bat and knocked him in the head. Cracking his skull as I was extremely pissed. Then I quickly bound, gagged and hooked him to the pully and made him stand. I stood him in front of me hand over his head. And I watched him bleed.

Torture Sex Gives Me Satisfaction

All the while I sat and watched him until he came to. The moment he tried to open his fucking mouth I cut his tongue out. Then I took the dick meat I bit off and shoved it in his foul mouth. Finally I laughed at him and told him I have a great incinerating in the other room. And that I will just dismember him and burn him piece by piece. 

What turned me on the most was the full power surging through me and his complete patheticness was my muse to destroy him. This only made me hungry for the kill. Since then I have taken to mutilation phone sex and destroying perverts and predators, and pesky little bitches.

Snuff phone sex

Hunted school girl ripped apart by a jackhammer

Rape phone sex fantasies

Hunted school girl, followed by the evil monster on one mission to rip me apart from the inside out craving to release the fear that fills is nuts. It was a typical day at school, wearing my required little skirt uniform then walking home, that’s when I heard him creeping behind me.

Jumping me, throwing me down, pulled my panties up my ass and  took out his anger rage rape fantasies on me in the middle of the street. Pussy lips ripped apart, he stuck his bloody soiled fat finger up my ass so far I can feel them in my back, his cock smashing my stomach. I could barely breathe. Every time I scream, he’d slap my face, pull my hair and tell me to “shut the fuck up little whore”. Every whimper, every tear turned into him into god damn jackhammer. Knees to my chin, getting choked out by my own legs, balls deep with his hands around my neck, choking me. I was in and out my soiled, wet pussy, dripping down, covering the cement beneath me.

I couldn’t see him, but I could feel him inside me, mystery evil fuck with the massive girth growing inside me, the slashing swooshing squirting sounds of juices between us, covered my cries and whimpers while his busted inside my shredded cream filled cooter. 

Castration Phone Sex Brings Me Joy and Makes This World Better

castration phone sexIt is no secret that I love castration phone sex. I enjoy neutering men. And hear me out. Sure, I am a sick bitch so I like to inflict torture, especially cock and ball torture. But the way I look at most of my castrations, I’m doing it for the greater good. Most of the men who I castrate are sexual predators. Men with tiny dicks, who think they have a big black cock, and folks so stupid that they cannot remember how to breathe. I’m just preventing the creation of more idiots. So castrating men has become my altruistic action. I’m putting out some good in the world.

However, most of the men, I castrate seems somewhat unwilling to admit that they are losers. But they are getting exactly what they deserve. Only a handful of men ever seem self-aware enough that they want me to take their junk. Most of the guys falsely believe that they can fuck any woman they want just because they’re a guy. And this is the reason I prefer sex toys and corpses as lovers. Some men say the stupidest shit. And they do the stupidest shit. But neutering them takes the wind out of their sails. Plus, it brings me joy.

Most Men Do Not Deserve Their Nuts

With me, castration begins with some extreme cock and ball torture sex first. Of course, I tie up my victim securely, so he cannot fight me. And more importantly, he cannot escape me either. I don’t always wear stiletto heels because I’m not one of those girly girls. Usually, I’m in Chuck’s, but when I castrate a fucking loser like you, I put on my spiked stilettos to make it hurt even more. Nothing like digging your heel into a fucking ball and flattening it before you even castrate the fucker.

I mutilated this loser’s junk in his own bed. He could not handle the pain. When he started puking and crying and pleading for mercy. I just kept on kicking. I don’t reason with losers. This man’s cock appeared to be no longer than my thumb. And he thought he could come on to me. He thought he could try to force that little nothing of a dick inside me. No fucking way. I hate losers with small dicks. And I hate the ones who seem clueless that their dick can’t do shit for a woman.

I Love Removing Your Junk

So, I made sure that torture hurt. I made sure he begged for the castration just to get it over. I guess you could say I brainwashed the loser. Caused him so much discomfort that he begged me to cut his nuts off. Normally, when I castrate a loser, I just take the balls and use a frying pan that’s heated on the bottom to cauterize the wound.

However, this time, I took the balls clean off with one sweep of my knife. And I stuffed his balls in his mouth to shut him the fuck up. Although I did cauterize the wound, I also stitched him up. and I think I did a pretty good job too. Not to brag or anything. But I am a taboo phone sex bitch not a doctor. But sometimes I play doctor when I take your nuts.