Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Are the Greatest Way for Pleasure

Let me tell you about my favorite kind of fun. Ultimately, I help men live out their darkest rape phone sex fantasies. And there is nothing better than being the sexy accomplice who makes it all happen.
First, I scout for the perfect tight little ass. So, fresh young ass work best for what we love. Therefore, I lure them in with sweet promises and fake smiles.
Ultimately, my pussy gets so wet just thinking about what comes next.
Then, I bring them to my special filming room. And cameras are set up everywhere to capture every scream. And the men arrive hard and ready.
So, I hold the girls down while they take what they want. Essentially, it’s their tight assholes stretching around thick cocks. And the crying only makes everyone fuck harder.
Next, I film every angle of the brutal ass rape porn. Oh, close-ups of tears, cum, and ruined holes. Obviously, I direct the action like a pro, after all, I am a ruined ass myself! In fact, my own clit throbs the whole time I watch and my asshole dances.
Now, the real fun begins. And the girls are used up and broken, I bring out my blade. Now the beheading is quick but beautiful. And blood sprays warm across my tits while I cum hard.
Finally, I edit the footage for my best clients. These snuff films sell for top dollar. I love every second of my job.
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Ass Rape Porn Makes The Boys Scream

Ass rape porn When you look at me, can you tell Ass rape porn is my favorite type of porn, not just any ass rape, but women forcing men to take their huge strap-ons, breaking them down, treating them like filthy cock loving sluts, making them beg for that big dick, drilling those tight holes until they are stretched out.

After watching a few of the porns, I decided to force fuck this trick I have been dealing with for a while. He was a real jerk, mean little dick bastard, but swore his cock was God’s gift to pussy, when in reality it was mediocre, and he was a minute man. 

As soon as he arrived, I offered him a drink; it had something special that would leave him weak and lethargic about five minutes after he drank it. I wanted him woke, weak, and helpless. About seven minutes after he downed the shot, he was on the bed face down, ass up, naked and ready to be railed.

Stepping into my strap on I got so wet, I am going to enjoying living out my rape fantasies on his asshole, he is lucky I am in a good mood, so I will use lube, Propping a pillow under his waist, I squirt a little bit of lube in his hole, working my long fat rubber fuck stick into his tight hole, he tried to fight, but it was pointless, his squeals started low, the more dick I jam in him . the louder he becomes, once all eleven inches are stuffed in his once virgin ass, I can see the tears and slobber on his distorted face.

I am ready to explode with pleasure as the base of the strap-on rubs my hard, swollen clit, I plan to fuck this ass until it is prolapsed and sore. Ass rape porn is always going to be my favorite.

I am More of a Snuff Porn and Kill Kind of Girl

snuff pornSome people like to Netflix and chill; however, I’m more of a snuff porn and kill kind of girl. Unlike most women, I do not need to couple up. I’m a loner. And I don’t date. I don’t want to get married. I don’t want to have brats. And I certainly don’t want to hook up with some loser, watch some boring Netflix movie, and smash.

Perhaps you could say I’m not the typical woman. And I’m not everybody’s cup of tea. But if you don’t try to fuck me. And you don’t baby talk me, we might get along. But you must shut the fuck up when I tell you to, keep your hands to yourself, and be my accomplice. Because the only two roles a man can have in my life is that of my victim or that of my accomplice. So, choose wisely.

Peter chose wisely. We met on the net. He wanted to kill someone but didn’t have anyone in mind. Just a strong desire to unalive someone. We talked on and off for months on Motherless. Fucking site got shut down. But luckily, we exchanged personal phone numbers before that happened. It was more than just an extreme porn site. They had a chat system for all sorts of extreme topics. The only place not on the dark net where I could find accomplices and victims easily.

The World is Full of Useless Twats to Kill

I invited him over last night. Peter didn’t know it yet, but he would make his first snuff sex kill last night. I even picked out a woman for him. And he didn’t catfish me. He looked just like his picture. Luckily, he’s not some incel type loser. Just some angry fuck up who wants to take his rage out on a stupid cunt. And he knew that would never be me. I showed him a picture of a drunk coed who pissed me off a few weeks ago. And he thought she looked like good fuck material as well as good killing material.

He picked up the drunk coed at a bar I knew she’d be at. At the end of the night, I pretended to be the Uber he called for them. Then we took her to my kill shack where I prepared everything. Peter got a crash course on how to hunt for the perfect victim, how to trick the perfect victim, how to kill that victim and how to dispose of the body and fly under the radar of law enforcement. I make a good apprentice for anybody with snuff fantasies.

This felt like Peter’s time to shine. I kill several times a week and I have for a couple decades now. So, I wanted to see if he listened to advice over the months we’ve chatted. And apparently, he paid attention to everything I said. He fucked her. Fucked her raw too.

Men Can Be My Accomplices or My Victims, But That’s It

When he made her his ass rape porn star, I noticed he didn’t bother with lubrication. Why waist KY when you’re going to kill the bitch anyway. This girl is one of those stuck-up, self-entitled bitches. A total pick me kind of girl. Unnecessarily mean. And full of herself. Millions of girls like her exist. But we did our part just to get one more of those useless cunts off this earth.

Personally, I would have prolonged the kill. But I get it. My first kill went quickly too. But it was an impulse kill. And this was a premeditated sort of thing. But Peter got a taste for blood. And a taste for fucking useless twats. He followed all my rules. And believe it or not did not annoy me once. So, Peter got to live. And that means he can help me kill another useless twat very soon

Babysitter Phone Sex With A Sex Addict

Babysitter phone sex Babysitter phone sex with a twist, Imagine hiring me to babysit your barely legal teen slut, only to come home early and find your sexy daughter and I out by the pool, licking each others wet cunts, fucking each other’spusies with dildos and ice pops, that happened last week, I had a new client, with a smoking hot daughter, I was curious why such a big girl needed a sitter.

Turns out she was a sex addict and couldn’t be trusted alone. When I arrived, she was in her bedroom watching lesbian hardcore porn, pounding her cunt with a massive dildo. I got wet instantly.

From that moment it was in my head, I was going to fuck and suck that young bitch the whole time, her daddy was going to be gone two days, I had the scene mapped out in my head, get her drunk and have my way with her, as soon as her father left I called her out to the pool, I was dress in a skimpy bathing suit drinking an apple martini, I had one for her as well, she wanted to change but I suggested we skinny dip, she wasted no time getting naked, jumping in the pool.Babysitter phone sex

She swam over to me, admiring my large breast, placing my hard nipple in her mouth, her fingers rubbing my hard clit. 

We got out of the pool and started to kiss, exploring each others bodies with our tongues, we use fingers and ildos on our wet pussies, it was so hot we had ice pops in a cooler and began rubbing them on our nipples, sucking the sweetness off of each other’s bodies, the kinky little slut put my legs in the air and shoved the ice pop in my pussy, fucking me deep, as soon as I squirted I looked up only to find her daddy staring down at us stroking his hard cock.

 

Domination Phone Sex of My Asshole Gave Me a Tail

domination phone sexMen love domination phone sex with my asshole. For whatever reason my ass is the star of any photo shoot or video. And any time I need to score drugs, I offer up my asshole. Not sure what makes soccer mom ass in such high demand, but it is. One director that I worked with over the weekend told me it’s because men like violating suburban housewives. They think we’re hoity toity and deserve to be knocked down a peg. But I didn’t grow up middle class. My mom came from money, but when she married a truck driver her parents cut her off.

I married better. But we’re not rich, just comfortable. And I may be a soccer mom, but I’m also dirty whore. A dirty coke whore. This director I worked with wanted to make an ass rape porn. But at least he told me his plans up front. No surprises. I knew my ass would experience a fist and lots of cocks, and sometimes both at the same time.

But this guy told me he planned on destroying my asshole. And at least, he gave me a big bag of cocaine. Most of the men just violate my ass and leave me with nothing more than a couple bumps. However, this director and my son might be the exceptions not the rule in the underground world of snuff.

The first thing he did was fist my ass. One fist then the other and eventually both fists at the same time. When he did that, he could hoist me in the air like a sock puppet. My asshole prolapses easily thanks to my son. He made it that way. But others keep it that way.

My Asshole Now Sports a Tail From all The Brutal Fucking

And John joked that I must be the devil’s spawn because I sport a tail. And him and the other men waiting their turn to brutalize my ass enjoyed a good chuckle over that. But I felt high as a kite flying around like Peter Pan.

When he pulled his fist out of my ass my tail came with it. So not only did I sport a gaped fucking asshole, but my tail showed even more. As I laid on the floor curled up in a ball, other men came and circled me like vultures. Big cocks out ready to destroy me even further. They pissed on me, kicked me, and even spit on me while they continued to call me names. These were not men I wanted to fight. No way would I win. Big strong burly men. With cocks that could destroy my ass in a single gangbang rape porn.

But I felt high as a kite and in a good mood despite the brutalization of my asshole. Those big burly men eventually shoved their big burly cocks up my ass. Sometimes they couldn’t wait for their turn. And they joked if I could handle 2 fists, I could handle three cocks.

Thank God my asshole seems resilient. It bounces back more than a rubber ball. Cum oozed out of my asshole for days. My tail stuck out too. But I got my coke at the sacrifice of my ass, once again. I may look like a soccer mom to many, but those old stuck up fellow soccer moms don’t realize the lengths I go to act like a normal soccer mom.

Snuff Sex to Torture Sex, This Submissive Slut Drips

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The pace quickens, the sound of his pelvis slapping against my ass echoing through the square. He reaches around, grabbing my hair and yanking my head back so I have to look at the crowd. I see a few men staring, their eyes wide and hungry, watching his cock slide in and out of my soaking pussy. He lets out a low growl and shifts his grip, shoving my face down again while he hammers into me with brutal, rhythmic force. I’m leaking juice all over the pavement, my insides feeling stretched and full. He starts talking dirty, calling me a worthless, public slut, telling everyone who can hear that I was made to be fucked and degraded. I moan loudly, leaning into the degradation, my walls clamping tight around him as I beg for more of his cruelty. Every thrust is a reminder that I have no privacy, no dignity, only the raw sensation of being used and the thrill of being watched by strangers who know exactly how much of a whore I am

I have trained Lolita’s trained for Torture sex

Torture sexI just need to gloat over the trio of fresh meat I have for Torture sex! These poor souls have been lured in with promises of a hot meal and a nice Mommy. Too bad for them; they are dumb enough to believe it.

They are ready to be broken in and maybe even destroyed!

I’ve got them trained to be submissive. It took me a couple of days to beat these bitches down, and by the time I was done, they weren’t looking that pretty. Now that they are all healed up, I think you would be the right one to pop some slave cherries.

Did you want just one? Or can I offer you the 3-for-1 special? You’ve got a dick that can make me walk funny, and I would get off so much watching you dominate their young, fresh holes.

These bitches are a dime a dozen in my whore house. No one will miss them; maybe we can end them with Snuff sex.

The only catch is, I want to record it. I have been wanting to upgrade my whore house. I think a snuff film playing on the walls would be a great addition. The cameras will capture every moment of their suffering. And you know there will be perfect close-up footage of your cock destroying their holes.

Suffocation Phone Sex fun of us finding your next little victim.

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Suffocation Phone Sex fun of us finding your next little victim.

You’d love to find a little cutie we can take home and share that little body.

I know the blondies are your favorite, the ones with flat chests and hairless cunts.

Wouldn’t you love to lure her into our bedroom and see what that tight little body can handle?

I wonder if she has ever had a cock as big as yours inside her?

I think we should stretch out all those holes of hers before we have our final fun with her.

The moment when we get to watch the life drain from her eyes with all your cum all over her face.

The final moments of life after we completely use and abuse that little body for all our fun!

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Accomplice Phone Sex Sometimes Takes an Unexpected Turn

accomplice phone sexAlthough usually I help men as their accomplice phone sex partners, sometimes women need my assistance too. But when it comes to women, I’m usually helping them for free because I know them. I’ve had a few random women I met on the dark net pay me to get rid of an ex-husband or an ex-boyfriend or even a current one. However, most women I help, I know personally.

Recently, a new stripper I hired last month shared with me the private turmoil she’s experiencing. A college girl I hired off Rover to be my dog walker when I travel. Smoking hot girl next door. The kind of girl men love in a strip joint. So, I groomed her for the idea of making a lot more money. Although I hate to lose a reliable and trustworthy dog walker, I felt happy to make the club and her some serious money.

But one day she came into the club with bruises all up and down her arm and a black eye. And I thought to myself oh boy she’s in an abusive relationship. It turns out the abuser is her step daddy. And he’s done far worse things to her than just physical abuse. So, I decided step daddy needed to die.

Revenge Gets Me Off. Some Men Do Not Deserve to Breathe.

This brought back memories of my own abusive father and his friends. I saw it as a cathartic moment to exact revenge through snuff sex. I’m a much different woman now. No longer a scared little girl. I can defend myself and I can exact revenge now.

I figured it best to leave my new stripper out of the planning process. Keep her hands clean. Imagine my surprise when I drove by her home and saw one of my father’s cronies who abused me as a young girl. Her stepfather worked for my father 30 years ago.

At first, I got scared. But then I knew the last time he saw me I was neither blonde nor busty. Plus, I doubt he would recognize me 30 years later. But I never forget the faces of the men who violated me like it was nothing. He needed to die.

So, one day, while my new stripper danced on stage, I looked through her phone and found his number listed under step monster. And I sent him a text. Pretended to be her and had him meet me at this no tell motel where you can scream bloody murder and nobody gives a fuck. It’s one of those rent by the hour places. And it’s one of those seedy motels that if you give the attendant enough money, he never saw you and he never heard a thing.

The Men Who Abused Me as a Schoolgirl Made Me a Blood Thirsty Bitch

Although this guy violated me the least because he was only in his early 20s at the time he force fucked me, he still enjoyed fucking the shit out of a schoolgirl. Clearly my jailbait pussy gave him a taste for it because he’s been force fucking his stepdaughter for many years. He did not recognize me. I concocted a story about knowing his stepdaughter. This fool believed that his stepdaughter who loathes him would send him a woman to fuck. Delusional.

Right before he put his cock in my pussy, I grabbed a knife and sliced it off. Dead men don’t need their dicks, I told him. As he bled profusely all over motel bed, I tied him up. Then I told him who I was. No apology. No shame on his face. However, he seemed surprised I was alive. Apparently, my dear old dad told all his friends he killed me and buried me in the backyard to keep my mouth shut. My bastard of a father never told his friends I ran away. I guess his ego couldn’t handle the truth.

Sixteen different men violated me as a young girl. And of the 16 men, including my father, who made me a teen rape porn star, only six remain. I’ve been quietly exacting my revenge on daddy’s sick cohort for years. And I enjoyed torturing this guy. He deserved it. If he violated me and his stepdaughter as teenage girls who knows how many other teenage girls, he’s violated. I read him a long list of grievances. Gave him a chance to defend himself and the fucker spit in my face and said fuck you cunt.

Men Always Underestimate Me and That is a Huge Mistake

So, I took my knife and stabbed him in the gut. I’ve learned from my callers and the dark web that if you want a man to suffer a slow death, stab him in the stomach so he slowly bleeds out. Stabbing them in the heart equals a quick death. But stabbing them in the gut prolongs the suffering. When I felt like he might be taking too long to fucking die, I sat on his face and smothered him with the twat he violated. Squeezed my thighs against his head and came on his face from the pleasure of torturing and murdering one of my abusers.

But I killed not only for me but for my new stripper who still can’t escape his clutches. I staged the room to look like he hired a hooker to party with and she killed him. They will look for a woman nobody saw. And if they do their due diligence, they might discover what a piece of shit he was to his stepdaughter. But she’ll have an airtight alibi because she was on stage dancing when I murdered her piece of shit abusing step daddy. Good riddance. Six more men to go.

Fantasy Phone Sex Focused on Murder is The Best

Dark Fantasy Phone Sex is an outlet I crave to offer. And here is where I can share my proclivity, my obsession. And much like Lady Bathory, my desire is virginal blood to bathe in.
Therefore, as the night sets in, I stalk the moonlit streets. My pale skin glows against the velvet blackness of night. And I seek a very specific kind of purity.
Ultimately, my hunger for the blood of virginal girls burns like a fever. As if I were a vampire that has only one life force. And for me, and for my ageless beauty, this is it.
First, I identify my prey. She is young and radiates an innocent light. Thus, her purity is a beacon to my dark desires.
Consequently, my sadistic phone sex instincts awaken. So, I move toward her with a predatory smile. And my hunger builds.

Dark Fantasy Phone Sex is Enticing in the Darkest Ways

Next, I lure her to take my hand. My powerful stare transfixes her into obeying.  Thus, my hypnotic aura strips away her will. So, she walks into my trap without a fight.
Suddenly, I bind her wrists in shackles once we enter my studio of sadism. Oh, how I enjoy the terror in her wide eyes. And the saltiness of the tears streaming down her sweet cheeks.
Then, I bring out my silver blade. And the edge is razor-sharp and thirsty, as am I. Therefore, I slice deep into her soft thigh with a slow, deliberate motion.
Now, crimson blood wells up and spills over. Eagerly, I gather the warm fluid in a golden basin. Meanwhile, I continue to make more slices into her arteries and masturbate as the blood flows.
Finally, I bathe in her fresh, virginal blood. Now, the necromantic energy surges through my pores. And I feel my youth renew, as my power multiplies.
Enticed and eager, I watch her fade into a pale corpse. Alas, my thirst is quenched for now and snuff sex has been had.
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