I found you the perfect girl baby! She is small, pretty tits the perfect size for you, a bare pussy, and from what her ex said a tight pussy. You have been watching her through her windows, on her way home from work, and even watched her in the shower. You are in her house now as she steps out of the bathroom naked, wet, and horny. You grab her out of the shadows and thrust her into the bed with your hard cock out waiting to use her. You shut up her screams with her panties you found on the floor and spread her legs wide to see just how wet and excited her body really is for you. You lean down and take a nice long taste of her before taking your hard cock and pushing deep inside of her soaked cunt. Now, use her the way you deserve baby.
Accomplice Phone Sex Partner Cassandra Helps Men with their P Fantasies
I love my role as an accomplice phone sex slut. I love helping men fuck little sluts. Let’s be honest here. There are lots of little girls running around cock teasing men. They wear leggings that give them camel toe. They wear little bikinis with their bottom lost in their butt cheeks. They get on social media and do little sexy poses and blow kisses to men they do not even know. You cannot go to the mall with out seeing a group of young girls scantily dressed trying to milk men out of their money. This world is running amuck with self-entitled brats who think they are special. We need to break them of that kind of thinking quickly. Little sluts need broken in. They need to star in some ass rape porn videos to learn they are nothing but fuck meat. They have not paid their dues yet to society. I paid mine early on. I had a mean daddy with rape fantasies for little girls. Then I had masters who enjoyed abusing seasoned whores. I earned my freedom one little brat at a time. Now, I can help men like you explore your P rape fantasies for those cock teases running amuck all around us. What do you think? Should we go hunting together and put one of those little Lolita’s in her rightful place?
Cannibalism phone sex With Terry
Friends with paid benefits…
You see I have a thing I guess that I shouldn’t have for one of my Clients… He is quite special to me… His name is Sebastian… I seemed to have for some reason thought that maybe he and I were in some sort of relationship and not just any relationship, the kind of relationship that refers to one another as Boyfriend and Girlfriend… I guess that caused some issues between the two of us since having feelings for a client would be “inappropriate” according to him..
???? (He’s just in denial ????)
Well, he has decided to address our situationship.. As friends with paid benefits!
See, this is a place where I get to express my thoughts and since he never reads my blogs I figured this is my opportunity to open up more.. Under the radar!
I am a crazy psychotic bitch that can come off pretty sane.. uhh Hello duh I am a Snuff whore, who takes torturing fuckpigs pretty seriously… I did warn him about my abusive ways and how I get when I just don’t feel like things are going my way.. I don’t wanna scare him off because my heart trembles when I hear his voice.. But, I do believe we have an unbreakable bond… We kill/slaughter niggers together and I even allow him to put the blame on me.. Does he actually think I would be willing to take the blame for him if my feelings were not involved… I hope not because we all have opinions right? In my personal opinion that’s sicker than me labeling our love for one another!
There is art in seduction ????
I am a ride or die type of chick and that’s in a literal sense… That means If I have to sacrifice the one I love and consume his body to have him as a part of me forever and ever.. I will !! Of course, I wouldn’t mind becoming a cannibal if that means I get to have him within me forever and that’ll also make it so nobody else will have him.. TO MAKE THINGS CLEAR eating him allows me to have him all to myself! If he wants to accept the fact that he is mines without me having to take that route.. I am willing to be very “open minded” and super understanding… I mean that’s all I want.. him to myself! Okay, I will share him but under one circumstance that’s between him and I.
Guys, am I wrong?
Castration Phone Sex with Sadistic Bitch Venus
Castration phone sex is among the most fun a sick bitch like me can have. I remove junk for all sorts of reasons. My parents and grandfather did not raise me to roll over for any man who looks at me twice. Just the opposite. They raised me to be an independent woman who does not need the attention or support of any man. I have no time for the kind of men my family warned me about. As I age, I realize the group of self-entitled men who think women are just props for them has grown, not dwindled. I am evening the score. Avenging women who are not as strong and independent as me. I get wind of where predators hang out and I dupe them. I do not look like the type who attracts the shallow men looking to explore their rape phone sex fantasies, but I am a chameleon with my looks. I dress up, don a blonde wig and act dumb and unsuspecting and the predators flock to me. At this hotel bar, the predator was the bartender. He has been spiking the drinks of women staying at the hotel alone and getting their room numbers when they bill a nightcap to their room. He has a master key of some sort and comes into their room once the roofie kicks in. You cannot outsmart this sadistic bitch. I was waiting for the pervert with my big knife. When he crawled into my hotel bed, I sprayed him with mace and handcuffed him to the bed. As I suspected, a little dick no one would miss but him. Why is it that I can count on the sexual predators of the world to have shrimp dicks? I thought about the torture sex pleasure I would get if I took his stump of a cock too, but I opted for just his worthless nuggets. This way he will never get an erection again. That means his days of forcing his pathetic nub on women are gone. Another predator bites the dust.
My Favorite Accomplice Game!
What makes me the best accomplice for your violent fantasies? I have a real lust for torture! Not just bringing pain and misery by slow physical pain, I love the long game of emotional torture as well. One of my favorite games to play is where I make friends with a much younger girl of your choosing. I bump into her, we start talking and boom, we bond and a friendship forms… I learn all her little secrets, gain her trust and even get her to start doing little things I tell her to do, like wearing sexy panties and smoking pot. Once you decide the time is right, we kidnap her together and bring her to our torture chamber. When she realizes she is going to be our victim and it was her new bestie who set it all up… the betrayal is almost as sweet as the kill! Almost…
Snuff Sex Fuck Bimbo Geneva
Bimbo sluts like me are really one of those dime a dozen sort of things. Honestly this makes for perfect snuff sex situations. All of us Instagram sluts whoring ourselves with selfies and duck lips. I can’t help it I live to have a body that men want to tear up.
Oh, I am not speaking lightly about tear up either, fuck I mean this pretty damned literally. I have silicone titties, a Botox face and a cunt that get destroyed and resewn regularly. This is my life as a pain slut and worthless cunt whore. Many guys know how to put me in my place and I bet you do as well.
The other night I was just getting a lift ride and ended up in the middle of a gangbang with the lyft driver’s thug friends. They try to grab the hot sluts when they request and take up to a crack house. I was shot up with heroine and used recklessly my a dozen big cocks. This is what happens to me even when I try to play it safe. I’m a fuck whore disposable cunt.
Killing Lust: The Hunt
The dark urge struck me the other night as it does when I can’t keep the boredom at bay. With only one corpse on hand at work, and just a boring one at that it was bound to happen. I stared at my utensils for what felt like hours imagining myself taking the tools and cutting them into flesh. Warm fresh flesh, where the blood flows freely and doesn’t dribble out slowly like black goo. I want the warm rich red liquid that replenishes itself as much as it can. Unable to shake the image, I started thinking of the woman I met at the last wake held upstairs. Runs a rug cleaning business out of her home, and it just so happens she gave me her business card.
Seems like a silly thing to openly put your address on a business card, but it’s also in poor taste to be self-promoting at someone’s wake. Two mistakes she will be regretting very soon. As I turned off my cell and pulled out a local map. I’m not a rookie, I know not to leave a technology trail even if it means taking a few extra steps. I mapped out a route to her house, finished up my work for the evening, and set the course. Parking in the dark shade of trees in a good line of vision to watch her place. Observing her behaviors, and much to my delight confirmed my suspicions that she does live alone. I will keep watch on and off at night, this is not something I ever rush. But I do assure you by this time next week, she will be dead. *Grins*
Bondage Phone Sex Can Be Torture When You are a Druggy Whore
Bondage phone sex can get dark with a woman like me. I like danger. I am a pain slut. I act like I do not know what I am getting into sometimes, but I usually do. I knew when I went to Darren for coke, it was not going to be a simple trade. He is not really the fuck her gently kind of guy. He is a pure sadist. He likes to inflict pain, but he likes to inflict it on willing women. He has this idea in his head that it is much hotter when the woman is so desperate for something that she will willingly go along with whatever torture sex ideas he has in his head. When I showed up at his door, he got this devilish grin. According to him, I am the best pain whore around. He thinks I make him up his game. It is not that he cannot hurt me. I am just such a seasoned pain slut that I can hide the pain well. I need to stop doing that because it makes men like Darren try that much harder to break me. He broke me last night. He really had upped his game. He took me to his basement. He had the big bag of coke in eyesight to keep me focused. He tied me up, so I was slightly suspended in the air. He had ropes and pullies. Being bound tight is not an issue for me. The electric shock he added to the bondage was what put me over my own pain threshold. He was shocking my tits and my clit at the same time, each time increasing the voltage until I could smell my flesh burning. I pissed myself, even shit myself when he shocked my ass. It was close to snuff sex, but I survived. Survived to get my bag of coke. I will see him again, no doubt because I am a druggy pain whore.
Evil phone sex slut Stephanie
I have the wildest fantasy about a sexy, muscular guy holding me against my will and torturing me for hours. In this evil phone sex fantasy, you would tease my tight pussy before force fucking my ass with your giant, spiked club. I can feel it ripping me open and destroying me but the way you tease my clit has me moaning between screams. I’m so terrified but at the same time extremely horny. All I can think about it how wet I am and much I want you to fuck me before you snuff me out! I can feel that club being slammed deep in my ass, all the way up into my ribs but my cunt keeps getting more and more wet. I hope the last thing I feel in this world is my wet pussy throbbing around your fat dick while you strangle me. I black out right as you ram your cock in me. As I fade away forever, I can feel you fucking the corpse you created and punishing me for things I’ve never done. Then just like that, my phone rings and I’m back to reality with soaked panties and a craving no average man can satisfy. I hope it’s you calling me…
Gangbang Rape Porn Pays My Bills But Ruins My Holes
Gangbang rape porn may be hot to watch, but it is rarely fun to make because men are brutal on your fuck holes. Sometimes though I am forced to make some underground films I would rather not make because I need the money. I was doing well between escorting, phone sex and working at the strip club. The economy is not stable, and I am getting older. Constantly new fresh-faced girls getting into the adult entertainment business, pushing us vets out. Men get older but expect us to get younger and tighter. That means I get older, my money opportunities dwindle, and I get more desperate for money. I can count on Gary to hook me up though. He is sort of a last resort stop. He is a broker. He hooks desperate women like me up with men who pay for all sorts of things including snuff porn. He is the middle man. He takes a cut of what the men pay me, plus he is paid by the men when he matches them up with a desperate girl. Last week, I was desperate. Rent was late. Utilities were all about to be shut off. I needed quick money, so Gary hooked me up with this guy looking to do a violent gang bang with a blonde buxom bimbo. I fit that bill perfectly. I had no clue what was in store for me. I knew it was a paid gig, but I had no clue what I would have to do for that money. This rich guy just wanted to work some aggression out on a blonde bimbo and let his friends use her too. Beggars cannot be choosers. This was not what I signed up for though and got scared quickly. I thought one guy, not 12. Not too much damage one dick can do to my holes, but 12 dicks at once can gape me for days and ruin my fuck holes. They tied me up and used me as a toilet and private cum dumpster. I got paid a grand, which is peanuts for what they did to me. My boobs are black and blue. My asshole is prolapsed, and I am still walking funny. I had to call off my stripper gig because of how I look. At least I can still be your taboo phone sex whore.

















