Evil Phone Sex Because Being Good is No Fun

evil phone sexEvil phone sex because why not? This is a fantasy phone line. We can get as dark as you want. However, you can only be my accomplice or my victim. And I am not looking for a boyfriend or even a lover. I am looking for an equally evil mind or a depraved masochist. But I get disappointed a lot. And when I get disappointed, I kill. I must take my frustration out on someone.

Damien seemed promising.  I mean the name alone conjures up images of evil. He hired me to kill his ex-business partner who screwed him over and disappeared with a several million dollars, bankrupting his business. Even though he bounced back eventually, for years he dreamed of revenge. He saw my mercenary ad, and thought I could help find his ex-partner.

I am more than just a sadistic phone sex killer. My skills also include tracking. And I found his former partner, in the next state with a new identity. But a stolen identity. And I thought Damien would act happier that I found him so quickly. But he got cold feet. He tried to renege on our agreement and not pay me the rest of the money he owed me. It does not work like that. I have a strict no refund policy. If he did not want me to kill his ex-partner, then I told him I would kill him. He laughed at me like this was a game.

People Who Underestimate Me Always Pay the Price

Men always underestimate me. And that pisses me off more than trying to back out of a deal. So, I showed Damien how evil I could be. I gutted him like a pig. Slowly too. Huge knife in his belly button that I moved all the way up his sternum. His entrails spilled out of his body and onto the floor. He had this amazed look on his face. But he asked for it. I laughed as he tried to hold his guts in. However, he could not do that. The dude literally spilled his guts on his kitchen floor.

Although I did not get to savor the torture sex like usual, he had to die. Impulse kills seem less satisfying to this evil bitch. But sometimes a man just needs to die. And Damien needed to die. Biggest disappointment ever. Let this be a warning to you. Do not renege on an agreement. And never underestimate me.

Buried Alive: A Depraved Torture

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You filthy worm, still trying to escape my wrath? There’s no running from this, you pathetic piece of shit. It’s time to teach you a lesson in submission, and I’ve got the perfect punishment for your insolence.

Dig, you little bitch, dig your own grave. A hole, 3 feet round and 6 feet deep, will be your new home. Stand in it, and I’ll bury you alive, you worthless piece of garbage. The dirt will be your blanket, suffocating your pathetic attempts at freedom.

While you struggle, I’ll decide your fate. Maybe I’ll cover your face with honey, letting the ants feast on your flesh. Or how about I attract rats to nibble on your cheeks? Perhaps I’ll use your body as my personal toilet, smothering you in my piss and shit.

As you dig, I’ll rub my cunt, getting wetter with each stroke, imagining the countless ways I can make you suffer. You’ll beg for mercy, but this evil bitch will only laugh, enjoying the power over your pathetic existence. So, keep digging, and embrace the sick pleasure of my twisted mind.

Snuff movies are better, hotter- soaked in blood

Snuff movies have been a thing I have to do for my Master. I really have no choice if I want to be a good slave. And don’t get me wrong I very much want to be the best slave. I guess my Master sees my dedication and for that he rewards me. My treat? A desperate little cuck that is willing to do whatever I say. The one Daddy gifted me was such a little worm. He thought his 5 inch dick would satisfy me, which made me laugh so fucking hard.Snuff movies

He got to watch what kind of cocks make me cum. Big fat hard cocks that fuck me so hard I cum blood. I have a thing for blood. The way it feels on my skin, the smell, everything about it made me feel so wild and horny. That little fucking cuck thought he could touch his pathetic cock without permission. I mean I get it, to watch a huge cock going in and out of my little pussy is hot as fuck, but he was my slave for the moment, he does what I say.

And since he didn’t worship me properly he was fresh meat for the powerful cocks who ripped me open. First I made him tongue their assholes and lick their blood soaked balls. The little piece of shit was crying that he didn’t like the taste of blood. His whining was really getting to me so I made one of the Bulls force fuck his face to shut him up and I guided another big black cock into his other hole. That little pussy bitch was squealing like a little baby piglet, it drove me wild and the Snuff sex commenced.

I stabbed, stabbed, stabbed little piggy in a sex crazed daze. My fangs were out and I sucked some off his blood from his pathetic little cock. By the time I was finished with him I was covered in his blood and gore. I roasted his little dick for later.

 

Snuff Movies Are The Best Dark Satanic Pleasures

Snuff Movies are some truly dark and twisted movies. And the best Dark Satanic Pleasures are fueled by a goth vixen named Morticia. Don’t let your guard down around this dark seductress as I will surely suck your soul out of your filthy human shell.

In fact my best pleasures are exterminating souls from filthy fucking p daddy perverts. I lured them and entice them with the pleasures of the flesh as I promise them sweet innocence for them to violate. Sometimes I will shape shift, or rather truly just visual and mental manipulation, into being a little girl.

Snuff Movies Night are the Prey and Be Preyed Upon Special Screenings Filmed by Morticia

Once the pervert is lured and suddenly rendered unconscious he becomes my victim. My prey was so much fun to lure and catch. That thing between his legs will soon be Rovers treat. After all a horny pervert is really a threat to young women. And I take onto myself to rid the world of them.

First things first, I will tie my victim up and enjoy watching him wake. Then with a strap-on I have my own special little session of violently violating a fantasy rape on that ass with my big cock. Sometimes guy envision me as a succubus shemale and this, again, is but more satanic manipulation of perception. Or am I just really a succubus shape changing devilish goddess?

Honestly, with my dabbling in the dark arts I have gained a few abilities. But that is not the discussion here. That tender destroyed asshole will be prolapsed and the once man is but a pile of mishaps. Oh but he asked for it. He was preying on young girls. His perverse desires where fulfilled with what he wanted. Tight young pussy.

Lastly the cock and balls are cut off and tossed into my beasts cage. He is a happy boy when he gets another mans boys. Who’s next?

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Roleplay Phone Sex Is So Fun!

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Roleplay phone sex is a specialty of mine, and I feel as though it definitely should be, as I have quite the flair for the dramatic. It’s so much fun to pretend to be someone else every now and then. I think it also helps you to see the world differently, too, when you’re viewing it through someone else’s eyes.

I can do the standard the roleplays–Daddy/daughter, Teacher/student, Coach/cheerleader, Parent/babysitter, etc. But I can also do some of the naughtier ones, too, like victim of a home invasion or victim of a nasty rape fantasy. These things are always good for a good time!

And, of course, it should almost go without saying that anything goes. I don’t believe in having limits because that limits my creativity! So whatever you’d like to talk about in the context of roleplaying is perfectly fine with me. Just think about before you talk to me, and be sure to share all the details beforehand, and we’ll have ourselves a fantastic time together!

Bondage Phone Sex Transported Me Back to Medieval Torture Times

bondage phone sexIn theory, one would thing bondage phone sex might not be so bad. However, when you are a druggy whore desperate for a fix, things often turn violent. When I applied for the underground bondage shoot, I only thought about the money. Nothing else entered my mind. And that turned out to be another “me bad.” moment. When I am jonesing for a fix, and desperate for money, I never weigh the consequences in my head.

You would think by now, I would learn. But no. Druggy whores make notoriously bad decisions. This photographer tied me up with my legs and arms stretched so far out that I felt like I was on one of those medieval torture sex racks. It felt like if he tied me any tighter, my limbs would rip off my body. And as much as that hurt, it did not compare to the whipping he gave me. More like a violent lashing.

This Druggy Whore’s 9 Lives Will Run Out Soon

For a moment, I felt transported back to the 1800s. I felt like a slave who had tried to run away or did not pick enough cotton. Every lash he gave me, my skin ripped open. I could feel the blood running down my bag and my legs. And at one point, I almost bit my tongue off from the jolt of pain. This was no bondage shoot. The photographer tortured me. Tore opened my flesh. And he would not let me get high first to dull the pain. But even pain sluts have their limits.

For hours he whipped the flesh off my body. At least that was how it felt. I cried. And I screamed. Even prayed to a god I do not believe in to relieve my suffering. Honestly, I thought this might turn into a snuff porn. Eventually, he let me go. But I could barely crawl out of his dungeon. And as I did, I left a trail of blood behind me.

Killer phone sex whore takes you apart nice and bloody.

Killer phone sex             Killer phone sex whore takes you apart nice and bloody. All in all, I do like to make a mess of things. Getting in there with a knife. Shallow cuts. Lay down in a bed of roses as shown above. The thorns pricking you, making you bleed. Shallow cuts.

            Next, I will use a knife for cutting you. All the shallow cuts. It must be remembered that shallow cuts not only cause a twinge of pain, but the same as a paper cut, they sting longer and in the end cause even more pain. Obviously, this will make me get all wet.

            In fact, watch as I slice my cunt with the thorns of the roses that I lay in above. After all, it is not only about cutting you up but also feeling the sting of the thorns myself. A good killer whore does like to take you apart nice and bloody like.

            Knife play phone sex is all about the flick of the wrist. Getting it to slide smooth and even. Shallow cuts alongside the throat. It will be bloody, but you will live longer. This killer likes to play with knifes. All in all, there are many ways to kill a body like yours. Bloody and knives are only the beginning. After all, we must never forget the roses and the thorns that can be dipped in poison too.

            How will this killer take you apart?

Drink it up in Bloody Phone Sex

 

Bloody Phone Sex

A blood sacrifice for the Dark Lord is what is gonna get me amped up for Bloody Phone Sex. I’m always one of those Elizabeth Bathory types. Who’d just love to have the shit dumped on me, fresh from the source.

And to have someone share in the moment? Let me suck on their semen demon of a dick while we have some pretty young thing showering us in her virgin blood? Have that death by a million cuts. Make those precise slices to bathe in what comes out.

To use the red sauce as a lube? You wouldn’t have to worry about it drying out. Plus that mixed with me cumming is a taste I covet the most. Have me drink everything up in a nice bottle.

Can even fuck me with the bottle later. If it breaks and I get cut? Huh… what a hell of a way to go though.

Bad Babysitter Phone Sex Babe Strikes Again

babysitter phone sexThe bad babysitter phone sex babe strikes again. When I get a request for a super young one to fuck, my best option is babysitting. Super young ones do not go places by themselves so I can lure them away. If a man wants to fuck or snuff a teen girl or boy, well those I can lure easily. But the tiny ones, I use an alias, and I troll the babysitting sites. Some call me the master of disguise. I never use the same ID twice.

John wanted a young boy butt to fuck. And I do not judge. I just get my client what he wants and take his money for my troubles. And when they are super young, I can demand more money because the risk and planning become more difficult. And men with money pay well for the things they want. But if John wanted a boy butt for a private ass rape porn movie, well, I wanted to make sure he got it.

All That Matters to Me is That I Make Your Rape Fantasies Cum True

I found the perfect family with a boy the perfect age. So, I did what I do. Made that boy a special bedtime cocktail that would render him unconscious while my client fucked his virgin butt hole. I had all the clean up supplies too like an enema to wash away the traces of cum. A plastic sheet so his bed did not get messy from blood and cum stains. As the paid accomplice, I think of everything so a client can just focus on the tight hole.

And boy did John focus on that tight boy butt. I am not sure I ever heard a man moan so loudly from a tight hole. But then most of my clients like to fuck little bald cunnies. Let’s be honest here. A tight ass will always be tighter than a little cunt.  All that matters to me is the money and making my client’s rape phone sex fantasies cum true, even for little boys.

Surrender to Blasphemy sex, slave and suck my pussy

Blasphemy sex Surrender to Blasphemy sex, give in and be a fuck slave for Satan. As the sun dipped below the horizon, the sky darkened, casting an eerie shadow over the world. It was as if the very heavens were mourning the descent into darkness. The air was thick with the scent of sulfur and brimstone, and whispers of blasphemy echoed through the streets.

You found yourself walking alone, the only sound your footsteps on the cobblestone path. You couldn’t explain it, but you felt drawn to this darkness, seduced by its allure. It was as if something were calling out to you, beckoning you to indulge in your deepest, darkest desires.

As you continued to walk, you stumbled upon an old, abandoned church. Its once grand doors now stood open, inviting you in. The interior was cold and bare, save for a single spotlight illuminating a podium at the front of the room.

On the podium stood a figure cloaked in shadows, their face obscured by a hood. They beckoned you forward, and you couldn’t resist. As you approached, the figure revealed themselves to be a sultry, seductive woman. Her eyes glinted with mischief, and her lips curled into a wicked smile.

“You have been chosen,” she whispered, her voice sending shivers down your spine. “You will surrender to blasphemy and serve as a slave to Evil phone sex.” You feel a force push you down on your knees and she forces your head in between her legs. What a good eager slave, sucking on that clit for the Dark Lord.

Your Mistress makes you stand before her, she lowers her head down to your throbbing cock. Sucks it, her mouth makes you melt, makes you want to cum but something deep in you tells you wait. You will know when your Mistress wants that to happen. She sucks harder and harder, and then you feel it. Her teeth clench down hard, you release all the spunk you have. You can feel your balls drained completely. Seconds later, you realize your cock has been a yummy snack for Mistress.