I love violent fantasy phone sex. When I was younger, I had dreams of a Prince Charming rescuing me and taking me out of the hell hole I lived in with my father. Prince Charming never rescued me. As I got older, I no longer wanted Prince Charming. I wanted a violent and cruel man. I wanted a man just like my mean old daddy. You can say I have daddy issues. But my daddy issues are not like most girls. I am no longer looking for an older man to take care of me and spoil me. I am looking for an older man with rape phone sex fantasies. I need a man to choke me, slap me, beat me and fuck me. My fantasies go even darker than that too. I told this older daddy type that I had mutilation fantasies. He was the wrong man to share my kinky thoughts with. He immediately lunged at me so he could restrain me. He stripped me naked and tied me to his bed. He saw the fear and arousal on my face. I am always excited about being tortured but scared at the same time. I know I act like I have a death wish, but I really want to live. He slowly burned me with cigarettes leaving little red welts on my body. I was in pain. But I had a wet cunt. He shoved his fist up my pussy and when it was wet, he taunted me for enjoying the brutal torture sex. He was right. I am fucked in the head for wanting to be abused like that. He cut and burned my flesh for hours before he decided to fuck me. By the time he fucked me, my blood was lube for his hard cock. He enjoyed torturing my pussy with his fat cock too. My body is a hot mess today, but I got the violent fantasy sex I needed and some new scars to talk about.
Fantasy Phone Sex Accomplice
Beer Bottle In A Pussy
you know, a girl like me likes to play dirty, I have always loved being used up as a whore in the bedroom and then given affection afterward but when you’re attacked, caught, and tortured like me, there is only so far I can go until I break and become the total submissive a man needs without having to give me care. After a few instances of break-ins, taking me, holding me hostage, and living out their rape fantasies on my body, I was starting to cave. This final straw was an older man I trusted to walk me home from a night of drinking after work. I was stumbling and my shirt was coming undone, my skirt hiked up too far past my waist. Even one of my heels had snapped! I was a wasted and drunken mess and barely conscious as I would feel hands rub up and down my body, grabbing my tits and even something felt shoved into my pussy! He pushed me up the stairs, becoming violent and impatient as he had been waiting for this moment with me. I heard he had done this with the other sluts here too! He dragged me to my bed in the room, no sheets to mess up and I hear my clothes yanked and ripped off! The cold air hit my nipples and hardened them. My clit sticking up and my pussy dripping. I was feeling the kisses and caresses and then a cock! A wet big cock attacked my ass hole while I screamed. He shoved some kind of drug into my veins through a needle and continued to force me into submission and force fuck me! He came, left me dripping in a shitty, bloody, and cummy mess. The next morning I hadn’t remembered a thing until I realized I had a beer bottle shoved in my cunt from the walk home and the video he took was all over our workplace.
Snuff Phone Sex Accomplice
Snuff phone sex turns me on. I know it should not arouse me, but I party, and my mind goes dark. Very dark. Lately, I have been toying with accomplice role plays. I am definitely more submissive than dominant, but it’s fun to have the focus not on me. I was partying with a bunch of old men last night. We were fucked up and talking about our dark fantasies. I admitted that I wished I had a daughter. For many reasons, a daughter would be nice to have. The number one reason, however, is that a daughter I could pimp out. That would mean lots of drugs for me. I bet you would give a sexy mommy coke for the chance to fuck her tender age daughter, right? As we explored our various rape phone sex fantasies, the men got hard. The higher we got, the more twisted our fantasies became. The next thing I knew I was hunting for a young victim with a group of fucked up men. They used me as their wingman to lure a little angel away. We snatch a girl up in a Walmart parking lot. I told myself she is just a little future welfare queen. She talked like a trailer park girl. She was a little dirty. She looked like she had already had a rough life. I was putting her out of misery, saving her a future of poverty and abuse. We took her to this alley behind an abandoned building and fucked her. Fucked her up too. She was screaming and crying, but we drilled her holes. I was high as fuck, and wanted to penetrate the little darling too, so I fisted her. My knuckles were covered in her sweet virgin juices. They snuffed her out. I filmed the snuff porn so they could profit off their fun with the little whore.
K9 And BBC Ass Rape Porn
K9 ass rape porn, has a nice ring to it huh? Your one sick motherfucker and I hope a demon fucks your ass while you sleep tonight. You fucking deserve it.
The dark forces are out for a man who was cross dressing and getting K9 brutality while he was jacking off his clitty!
Fucking Physically assaulted by K-9 sex! I fucking love every minute of these true faggot sissy whore stories I get. Makes my dark hearted cunt so fucking slick, that I have to slip a finger inside me.
Can you imagine on your knees with your little teen ass in the air begging That Rottie Mutt to fuck your sweet young ass? I can very vividly as that 8 inch red rocket swells to ten whole inches of furry friend fury! Knotting up and lasting a good while as that pup-kin late’ cum coats your prostate. Of course now that fag loves to see women undergo his sick and fucked up longings. BBC gangbanged against their will. I can’t say I blame him, perhaps a demon invaded that sweet young puckered crossdresser ass back then?
So Tell me love, what are your personal rape phone sex fantasies? Can you cum close to my most vile sissy faggot?
Murder Phone Sex Fantasies
Do you have murder phone sex fantasies? I do every day. My guess is that you and I are different. You can likely control your murderous impulses. Not me, however. I like to kill. I like to hunt. I am mayhem and death. I make the best accomplice because I lack impulse control. I will not tell you to stop. I will tell you to fuck that little girl. I will tell you to snuff her out too. I never leave a witness. That is how you stay out of prison. I love hunting with a partner. Rick and I have hunted together before. We go back a decade to our fist kill. He pays me of course. He has so much money he does not know what to do with and he has dark needs. He likes to force fuck and choke out a little girl every couple of years. Last night was our 5th kill together and this kill was the best yet. The little girl was super young. We snatched her from a Chuck E Cheese. It was amazing how easy it was too. We heard about the kidnapping the next morning, but there were no leads and no suspects. They would not be finding her body either because she was coyote food. I held her down while Rick forced his cock in her tiny pussy. She was screaming like a banshee. He was tearing her pussy up. Blood was everywhere. He beat this little girl and choke her to death. She would have died from internal injuries. He fucked her to near death. She was so tiny, I did not have to chop her up first. I just tossed her out the back of my kill shack in the woods. The coyotes tore her to shreds. Just another happy accomplice phone sex partner.
Torture phone sex with Stephanie
I had the time of my life the other day, on a wild and naughty, torture phone sex call with one of my favorite lovers. I’ve been his pain slut for a while now and my master knows that from time to time, wicked pain sluts like me deserve to have a little taste of control and power for themselves. I didn’t hesitate to strip him down to nothing and start slashing my leather whip into his back while I made him tongue fuck my hot cunt. I pushed him onto his back and sat on his face, grinding my whore pussy into his mouth while I whipped his dick and balls until they started to crack open and bleed. I could feel every little muffled moan in my soaked fuck hole while I dug my nails into his shaft and jerked him hard and fast. I sucked the head of his throbbing cock and ripped his balls as hard as I could, trying to tear them off of his body. I think he might have been screaming for me to stop but I kept riding until I squirted all over his face! I’ve always been an evil accomplice but I was so turned on by torturing my master that I might just start taking victims of my own to play with!
Teen Rape Porn Assistant
He wanted to make a teen rape porn. The problem was I am no longer a teen. He was in a mood. I did not have many options. I could refuse him and die or go find him a teen girl and live. It is survival of the fittest in the circles I run in. The mall is my hunting ground. There are always young girls not paying attention to their surroundings or too stupid to think I am some man’s accomplice. I found a young blonde girl deep into her phone taking mall selfies. I played to her ego. I told her I was a recruiter for a new teen horror series coming to Netflix and asked if she would like to audition. She believed me. I took her home to where he was waiting to force fuck her. She was just his type. Young and dumb. The kind of girl he could just fill up with cum and dispose afterwards. He pounced on her as soon as we walked in the house. She had that oh shit look on her face. I knew he was happy because he wasted no time ripping her clothes off. My part was done. I brought the lamb to slaughter, and he was doing the rest. He violently fucked her. No lube. She was a virgin because I could see the bright red streaks of blood on his dick as he pulled out and slammed his dick back into her. She was crying for her mother. I felt bad. But that bad feeling quickly dissipated because master was so happy. If I do not make him happy one way or the other, then I am a dead bitch. He explored all his rape phone sex fantasies on that teen whore until she was dead. He choked her to death and then continued to fuck her lifeless body because her cunt was still warm. He made sure to let me know he was not burying my body with her because he enjoyed that teen slut.
lets make some snuff movies for halloween
Why not star in our Halloween movie. I love snuff movies and want to make some that will make snuff lovers obsessed. I want to reach an audience far more significant than I have, so I made an account on a famous site that shows off all my assets and will be able to bring guys from all over the world to watch me get used and fucked and practically murdered. My boyfriend is all in, and he’s the one that introduced me to this kind of world. It is going to be wicked fun this Halloween. I’m ready to be a star and can’t wait for those views to climb up high to the sky. my cunt is ready to be ruined.
His Parenting Skills Were Incredible
It is not often that I find a willing participant to join me in my depravity. However, today he called. There was no force or coercion, he was enthusiastic in our endeavors. Unbelievably he actually called for guidance or conformation of his actions. He and his young daughter had been actively having sex and although she was eager to please her daddy he felt that a woman telling her how normal the act was would help her. Not lying my pussy pulsated at this thought. I typically have to push this type of behavior but here on the other line was this beautiful act happening.
She couldn’t speak to me but as he put the phone to her ear, I told her how proud I was and how wonderful it was to take care of her daddy. During processing I could hear him sweetly getting her ready. Telling her how he was going to fill her young vagina with lube so that he could enter her with little discomfort. Just the sound of his caring voice was intoxicating. The way he slowly slid her down his cock and fucked her while I listened. It was incredible and I exclaimed what wonderful parenting skills he had. I can’t wait for them to call again.
Snuff Phone Sex Slut Meat
Your filthy little Deviant Fucktress of slut meat is my place. Snuff phone sex is what I am meant for. Having those filthy dark desires that overcome you, and I make that perfect outlet. Use me, abuse the fuck out of me and give no fucks about how I am left. Hanging on a tendril of hope. Teetering on the edge between living and dying. I only hope you gained your purest release, that the intoxication of the desire to destroy me was delicious.
I was just walking home from an interview for a snufftastic porn production wearing these sickly ripped up fishnets, clear acrylic platforms, and the kind of dress you find in an adult store that is nothing more than some kind of pantyhose. Well it’s packaged like pantyhose, it’s spandex/ nylon or something as sleazy. There was very little to it. I looked like a prostitute. But truth remains that I am lower than a prostitute. I am a disposable cheap whore that is meant as murder meat for a snuff production. Sadly I keep living and the bad movie of my life plays over and over again. Like a bad loop with different story lines. What is today’s story for this filth whore?