Breasts of Pleasure, Breasts of Pain

Violent phone sex Hey there, my depraved little sluts, looking for a wicked thrill? Let me paint a picture so fucked up, so hot, you’ll be dripping with desire. I’m talking about the ultimate snuff fantasy, where my perfect tits become instruments of pleasure and destruction.

Imagine a sweet, innocent Brat, cute as a button, and me, ready to corrupt her innocence. I’d start by letting you play with these glorious breasts, letting you suck and lick, while I moan with pleasure. But then, the game changes, and I wrap my tits around her, tight enough to suffocate, my voice soothing her fears. As she struggles, you take me from behind, pounding my pussy like a beast. She screams into my flesh, her desperate cries muffled by my bosom. The harder you fuck me, the tighter I squeeze, feeling her life slip away. Her arms flail, then go limp, as she breathes her last breath against my skin.

And in that moment, you cum, thrusting your load deep inside me, collapsing next to her lifeless body. A perfect ending to a perfect Saturday. ????????????

I Think I Like It Here

Fantasy phone sex Fantasy phone sex, My newest foster family seems to be kind of cool, the mom is really nice to me but she works a lot, my new brother is always checking me out but I understand he is a growing boy with a new sexy teen sister in the house , I think he comes in my room and steals my dirty panties out the hamper, he probably smells them while he jerks off to my pictures, My new dad is kind of flirty he is an attractive mexican younger man , he is about twelve years older than I but twenty years younger than my new mom. Anyway he is always staring at me and making comments about my appearance and outfits I wear, tonight I was in the kitchen getting a drink and here he comes in only his boxers, I saw his big brown dick and it has to be one of the biggest I have ever seen, it almost comes to his knees, I couldnt help but stare as he stroked it right in the kitchen in front of me, I didnt realize my nipples started to get hard until he reached out and started twisting them and i was moaning with pleasure as I stroked that big brown dick, He bent me over the kitchen counter and slid it deep in my dripping wet pussy, hammering into me with his fingers shoved up my tight asshole, I came almost instantly, he whispered in my ear Beg for this dick and I did just that because the last thing I want is for him to stop fucking me, I can tell this might be the family for me.

Evil phone sex slut Stephanie

evil phone sex

Happy birthday to the evil phone sex lover that used me as his human birthday cake tonight. In his perfect, kinky fantasy, he stripped me completely naked, doused my nipples in lighter fluid and lit them on fire like little cake candles. I tried to scream but he had already started slicing into my throat. He didn’t cut my head off right away but he slit deep enough so that blood was squirting out and soaking everything around me. While I was spewing a thick spray of blood all over everything, he was beating the fuck out of me with a spiked bat. Every blow made more blood rain down and drip from the walls and brought me closer and closer to blacking out. I was already limp and cold by the time he finally finished taking his aggression out on me with that bat. A few more quick slices with his blade and my head was detached from my body. I rubbed my drenched cunt while he talked about looking into my lifeless eyes and stroking his dick with the gaped bloody hole that was my neck and throat. That sick fuck’s twisted fantasy left my panties soaked and my pussy dripping but I know that you can top him and make my whore cunt even more wet! Hit me up so you can use me next.

 

Knife Play Phone Sex Gives Me More Control Over Your Death and Suffering

knife play phone sexGuys ask me my favorite type of call often and I always respond with knife play phone sex. Sometimes, they seem perplexed when I give that answer. I think they expect me to say snuff or castration. But here is the thing. I use a knife for both of those types of calls and so much more. Without my knives, I cannot do most of the things I enjoy.

Sure, I could use a gun to kill a person. And I could even shoot a man’s dick or balls off. But guns take the fun out of the torture for me because a gun kills if you have great aim with little suffering. And if I shoot your dick off, I cannot control the bleeding or much of anything. And I love my victims to suffer at my hands. I enjoy prolonging your agony or our victim’s agony with torture sex.

Knives just give a sadist like me more control. So, maybe now you understand why I say knife play phone calls are my favorite. Just a few days ago, I stabbed a man to death with great pleasure. He had it coming. But I prolonged it as long as I could. Hours of small cuts on his body. Followed by increasingly deeper cuts for blood loss. Of course, some cock and ball torture too.

Pick a Fair Fight or I May End You Myself

You may think what I did to him presents as overkill but hear me out. He’s the abusive ex of a friend of mine. My friend left him, but he refused to let her get her things. They lived together for years. Changed the locks on her. That I would not kill for, but I would show him who’s the boss. He killed her cat. A horrific death too. And I simply have no tolerance for any man who abuses or kills animals. Pick a fair fight. I like animals more than people.

Castration phone sex would not even the score. A life for a life. Some may say a cat’s life is not the same as a human’s life. But I disagree. Anyone who kills an animal does not play fair and will only escalate. I saved women from another Ted Bundy. And the animals in the woods behind my house served as my accomplices yet again.

Cum guzzling confession with the perverted priest

Evil phone sex

 

Church morning wood, pathetic perverted priest. Time for creep tow confession with Jesus, watching all the sworn men praying, makes my tight little bald pussy itch for more. I’ve been sworn as evil due to my Blaphemy sex in the back of the church with you. collecting all the bibles, then burning them in the back once all leave, turns me the fuck on baby!

You pushed me up against the back church wall, choking me with one hand, taking your rape fantasies out on my cherry popped cunt. I’m left bleeding, soaking with your white creamie cum stains down my leg, no longer the virgin I prayed to god about.

Used and abused for those seeking to snuff, choke, slash, slashed knife play on my hot little petite bald torn up puffy muff, the evil one’s who now worship satan from the church use me to torture and abuse me, control my mind to worship evil. Baby bald bunghole, holes filled everyday for those who wish to control and dominate me. I’m made to burn and piss on all bibles, never pray to god, on all fours in front of all in our cult members.

Accomplice Phone Sex Calls Take the Focus off of Me

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex calls we can all enjoy. It takes the pressure off me. Although technically, I consider myself a switch, I prefer to kidnap and help men with their violent or rape fantasies. I’ve served my time on the circuit. So, nothing wrong with taking a breather and helping you instead of being the victim, right?

Marcus met me years ago when I still had a violent master. He seemed just as afraid of my master as I did. We ran into each other last month and exchanged phone numbers. Master made him fuck a Lolita whore in front of me to ensure his silence. Although he did not want to do it, he had no choice. He knew what I knew. Anyone who said no to my former master ended up dead.

Behind Every Sick Perverted Man is a Female Accomplice

But turns out master created a Lolita fucker in the moment. He never thought he would enjoy teen rape porn, but he did. The problem has been finding the right opportunity and the right girl. Running into me solved half his problem. But I told him it solved all his problems because I could get the girl for him. Bring her to him on silver platter, and I did.

I knew what he wanted because he told me. So, I kidnapped a young blonde Lolita and helped him fuck her. Of course, a good accomplice makes a movie for you to enjoy afterwards. He destroyed this Lolita’s cunt and her ass. Split her in two and he did not mean to hurt her that badly. But his dick seemed damn near a foot long. And I picked him out a young tiny girl. Clearly a virgin too.

She cried, screamed and begged for her mommy. But all she got was cock. Big cock shoved in all her tiny holes. He did not have the stomach for killer phone sex. So, I finished her off and gave her a burial at sea. She will never be found.  I learned from the best how to dispose of a body.

Blasphemy sex wrecks her hole and gives us power

Blasphemy sex Blasphemy sex is more than a fantastic orgasm. It floods you with power, a hot lust for blood, and the honor to do the Dark Lord’s bidding. This is not a game but a special ritual where the blood of an innocent is spilled. The intoxicating scent of fear fills the room. This little cunt I picked up off the streets knows what’s coming. I guide your dick inside her bald little lips, and you drill your dick so hard into her she soaks you with blood.
You, like a predator stalking its prey, pulled out and gave the dumb little slut a false sense of hope. “Shh… it’s ok, sweetie.” You say as you grin at me, and then, with one swift motion, you thrust yourself deep inside her asshole. I loved silencing her screams with my wet pussy. I made sure to push out the cum shot you put in earlier. Drowning her out with my cunt and your endless thrusting engorged my clit. I had to hold it until you were ready.
I could see Satan’s hand guiding your hand around her throat. You fucking her hard and harder made brought my pussy to the brink. You looked so sexy squeezing that little bitch’s neck. The more sadistic the Torture sex, the greater our reward from our Master. And then, that loud snap of her neck, we both exploded.

Bloody Seduction: A Sadistic Delight

Knife play phone sexHey there, you sick fucks, who can’t get enough of my twisted tales. You want to hear something dark, something that’ll make your cock twitch with guilty pleasure. Well, strap in, because I’m about to take you on a journey to the depths of my depraved mind.

Some of you might think I’m a monster, a cruel dominatrix who gets off on others’ pain. But bitches love attention, and I’m here to give it to them in the most sinister way possible. Take this little cutter, for instance. She plays innocent, but I know her game—she wants to be saved, only to be fucked over again. So, I lure her in, promising a different kind of release. I show her the art of self-destruction, not the pathetic wrist-slitting she’s used to. No, we’re talking about slicing those perky tits, carving up those thighs, and shaving those pussy lips. A real artist leaves her signature, right?

As the blade cuts through her tender flesh, her screams fill the room. Tears stream down her face, mixing with the blood that I lovingly smear across her body. I revel in her pain, my fingers painting her nipples with her own lifeblood. Her cries only fuel my desire, my pussy throbbing with each new cut. Some might call me a psychopath, but I know what you really think. You love my brutal honesty, the way I embrace the darkness that lives within us all. You keep coming back for more, craving the twisted scenarios I weave, the sickening pleasure of watching a bitch snuff it out.

So, buckle up, my pet, as I guide you through this macabre fantasy. You won’t find a safer space than here, where your darkest desires are free to roam and your cock can salute the freak flag I proudly wave. ????????????

Cannibalism phone sex whores get roasted slowly

Cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex whore. Signed her body and soul over to a powerful Master. He is a sick and twisted individual with no limits to his cruelty. He branded me as his personal fucktoy slut, his unending entertainment. So here I am, tied to this spit rod, slowly being turned over a low fire.
With each turn, he laughs to himself. Pokes my skin and says, “Almost tender!” I didn’t know if he was really going to cook me over the flames at this point. Master takes a perverse joy in letting me wonder what my fate will be.
Alas, I did not die. I only wish I had. He had me stuck on that spit for hours. Most of the time, I was a good Torture sex slave. But in the last hour, I could smell my flesh, smokey, sweet, and I could imagine it so juicy. I was so hungry and tired I cried out. I just wanted a little bit, but he denied me. Instead, he made me choke on his rod while he took a little taste.

Snuff Movies with My Eldest Son Hurts But Gets Me Coke

snuff moviesMy eldest son, technically my stepson, forces me to make snuff movies with him. Violent, hardcore snuff flicks that seem so real, that most times I think I might die. He’s been blackmailing me for years. My coke habit he supports but I need to really work for it, especially this new pink cocaine that’s so good and strong.

When he calls, I come. Because if I do not, he will tell his father all about the coke I do still. And he will tell his father about every sick and depraved thing I have done to get coke. My husband might stay with me if he thinks I am an addict. But if he knew about the gangbang rape porn I have made in the name of coke, he would leave me and take the boys with him.

So, I am a slave to my stepson. Always will be his slave, his cock sleeve too. Although, I hate being his beck and call whore, I have no choice. Last night, he needed his cash cow to abuse for his live stream. Nonstop abuse. First, he put a mix of oranges and apples in a pillowcase and beat me with them. It is a weird form of torture. You feel the pain. But no bruises on the body. It’s like magic torture.

My Eldest Son Enjoys Beating Mommy Beautiful for His Viewers

Because he live streamed this, the invisible bruises did not stay invisible. His fans wanted blood and bruises. So, he gave them what they wanted. My stepson enjoys inflicting torture sex. He swung a baseball bat at my rib cage. Although I heard some bones break, I did not feel them until I woke up this morning when the pink cocaine wore off.

The same bat that cracked a few ribs, prolapsed my asshole too. It is not a live stream party until he forces me to push out my asshole for some abuse and humiliation. And of course he turned my prolapse into his cock sleeve. That’s a given. I feel grateful that he did not have much time to abuse me. Who knows what would have happened if he had longer time. Small blessings, I guess.