Used as an accomplice to snatch some barely young bitches

Accomplice phone sex

You needed an accomplice to pillage and ravage some young barely legal sweethearts to bring back to your dugon on doom. You’re obsessed with those young fuzzy fannies and the fear they show on their face while your holding them down either taking your rape fantasies out on them or torturing, like spitting on their faces, in their mouths taking all the power away from them.

Like you did to me, you forced fucked me with your dirty dick and threatened to take me life if I don’t follow your orders. Part of me leaks from my moist meow meow seeing all the anger take over you. My body goes weak and numb ready to take you on. Today you had a different plan. Kidnapping me as your accomplice as you stalk parks and schools. You finally find the perfect bunch to grab and shove in your creepy van.

Once we got back to your dugon you used me as an example. You tied me to a pull, gagged my mouth and whipped and brutally beat me. I’m raw and red and massive marks all down my body. Dripping with cum blood from your danger dick being shoved in every hole. Spreading my legs and choking me while your balls deep.

Domination phone sex

Accomplice to beatings…

The girls are shaking, quivering and huddled together. You grab them all by the hair and tie them to poles next to me. “Shut the fuck up” as you yell in their faces they look to me for help. “He’s an evil fuck” I whisper as you smack us all in the face. One by one with all our legs bound, you thrust your hooked throbbing big dick inside us. “I’m gonna bust a nasty load on all your worthless faces” you scream at us as your cock is dripping with cum, puss and blood from ripping us up.

Your evil load spewed like a god damn fire house covering all our faces and bodies. Unsure if we’re gonna make it out while your living out your filthy fucking fantasy.

Snuff movies with fatty was my punishment for loving BBC

Snuff moviesSnuff movies my Master makes are particular. He is an artist, and he makes some really wild masterpieces. He likes to use me in a lot of shots, and since I am so well behaved and follow his every command. But I made a big mistake and got severely punished. It is just so hard not to cum on big black cock. See, he wanted to use me in a violent gangbang scene, where I would be getting it hard by BBC, and then offer up my little sister to the pack, and then they would fuck her to death.
However, it didn’t go as planned because when those black cocks were fucking me like wild animals, it was too hard to act, as I hated it. They were definitely so fucking big, and they were really rough on my holes, but it felt too fucking good. I came so much on their cocks, and unfortunately, I didn’t act the way I was supposed to.
Master Daddy got really mad at me, and he had every right. I was so scared, I thought he was going to kill me right then and there. He stopped recording, told the guys to leave, and beat the shit out of me. He said he would have killed me if he didn’t have a backup plan; that’s a way better punishment than taking me out.
Oh boy, did he have something way worse in mind than killing me. The Torture sex plan was with his friend Fatty Patty. See my Master Daddy is a feeder, and his gainer is over 400 pounds and counting. She is so disgusting. I could smell her before he even opened the door to her room. He made me feed her pounds of fast food, including a whole chicken dinner.
And then I had to go down on her. God, she smelled so fucking bad. He had those BBCs fucking her days before me, and he doesn’t like when she showers. A dead body smells better than her. But I took my punishment, and I think he got a better shot anyway because the girl who played my little sister was smothered by Fatty Patty’s stinky fat pussy.

Blasphemy Sex HAIL SATAN!!

 

Blasphemy Sex is something just any ole sadistic can’t enjoy.  It takes being a fairly sikk fuck to turn away from all that one is taught.  Haven’t we all been indoctrinated?  I know my shitty family absolutely tried to pour their supposed Christ into my veins.  I believe that is why most people who want to be totally evil just simply can’t go to the ultimate levels of sadism.  They believe in a higher power.

Not me!  I don’t believe in the fake skydaddy god that you all do.  I don’t have some moral compass keeping me from reaching the highest levels of depravity .  Hell, I just had to watch a double dose of gangbang rape porn just to get my pussy wet.  We are obviously not built the same.  Sadism is the only thing that remotely gets me excited.  Chanting “Hail Satan” while the devils dick is shredding innocent young pussy is the beat to my drum.

Can you handle the wrath?

While others are simply masturbating to rape phone sex fantasies I am actually working hard every day to make those fantasies actual realities.  I consider it my personal job to escalate my level of nastiness and bring all of you sick perverted fucks along for the ride with me.  The question is can your soul handle wrestling with Satans Goddess?  Are you willing to face your saviors wrath for following me into the fires of Hell’s corruption?  I warn you now that is a one way fucking ticket with no chance of a u-turn.   Your soul will belong to me and the evil spirits that I serve.  

Ill be sure to have some innocent young bald pussy ready when you decide to join me on the dark side.    Just remember when your being my secret Satan that the fire is hot and your explosion might be sizzling in a way you never expected.

Blasphemy Sex

Sometimes, Mommy Gets Asked to Inflict Cock and Ball Torture Phone Sex

torture phone sexIn a weird turn of events, a man requested torture phone sex from this submissive mommy whore. At first, I hesitated. Not really my wheelhouse to be on the dominant side. But I do have a lot of rage inside of me because some of these tormentors of mine have come close to killing me on more than one occasion. Plus, this guy offered me a lot of money for cock and ball torture.

And with the holidays approaching, I’m going to need a lot more Coke than normal, so I decided to do this. I needed the money so I can keep up with my horny sons and all their friends for the three weeks they will be off school. This man explained a well thought out fantasy phone sex scenario involving cock and ball torture from mommy. With the abuse I’ve taken simply because I am a mommy, I channeled that rage and put it right into his balls.

I tied them up for my safety. Because when my rage comes out, it’s hard to stop me. And I didn’t want him to have second thoughts and turn the tables on me. Since I’m normally the one tied up, I know a few things about tying good knots. I had him strapped down to my living room table with his legs spread. And I took my husband’s cane, and I started smacking his balls with it. However, apparently, he enjoyed the pain. I did not think he’d keep an erection, but he did. So, I started smacking the shit out of that worthless cock too.

Sometimes, I Get to the Dominant One and I Love It

And boy did I enjoy that. I went back-and-forth between that cane and a flyswatter, smacking his balls and his dick. But then I had a brilliant idea. So, I excused myself to my bedroom and I came out wearing stiletto heels. I got on that table, and I stomped on his balls. I channeled one of those Riverdance girls and I did a little jig on his balls in stiletto heels. Oops. I popped a nut. Flattened it. Deflated it. And he still maintained a fucking hard cock.

Personally, I don’t know how you keep an erection during cock and ball torture sex. But he did. And I thought I was a pain slut. This man appears to be a much bigger pain slut than me. But when I busted his other ball, I deflated his cock. I felt like a champion. I don’t think he wanted his balls literally busted but that’s what he got. He still paid me. What kind of loser pays a woman to kick him in the balls? I don’t care. I’ll take that money, bust those balls and laugh all the way to the bank.

Cannibalism Phone Sex Cora will EAT your Cock!

Cannibalism phone sex

 

You know when a woman says ‘You are so cute I could just eat you up ‘?

Well, I am not joking when I say that. 

The only thing that comes to mind when your hard throbbing cock is in my mouth is wanting to chomp down really, really hard, guillotining your beautiful member right off.

I’d spit it out and toss it to the side so I could revel in watching you scream and cry trying to shove it back on with no avail. I would even start to drink all the blood rushing out of your old dick hole.

You truly look like a Barbie doll now. I would force you to watch as I took a butcher’s knife and chopped your still hard cock into rough little cubes. Shoutout rigor mortis!

I’d sauté you up with some onions and garlic, the aroma of your beautifully browning cock fills up the house. 

Then I would force feed you a piece of your own dismembered member. I would love to watch you choke a piece down, especially because you know how good it tastes! 

 

Snuff Movies and Chill is My Idea of a Date

snuff moviesI enjoy watching snuff movies with men. Especially men who I would like to make a snuff flick with. And I’m not necessarily talking about as my accomplice. I like to watch the expression on men’s faces as they watch extreme cock and ball torture in an underground film. Because when they react strongly to such a film, I know it’s going to be enjoyable to inflict that sort of pain on them.

I dupe a lot of men into thinking I want to fuck them. But that’s easy to do. You can be a Goth chick or a big, beautiful woman, men don’t care. They’ll put their dick inside anything for the most part. I don’t need men. Men like to think that women depend on their cocks.

But we do not need men. If we want to birth brats, we can go to some sperm bank for that. If we want an orgasm, they make a variety of sex toys geared for women’s sexual pleasure. And a lot of those battery operated boyfriends bring women a lot more pleasure than a breathing man.

So, any time a man treats me like I should be grateful that he’s giving me any attention, I decide that man needs my brand of extreme cock and ball torture sex. Alex picked me up at a bar. He seemed different from most predators. He did not attempt to spike my drink with a roofie or anything. But I still found him annoying. And not simply because he walked and talked. The shit he spewed out of his mouth made me think that he believes the world needs more “trad wives.” A Goth bar is the wrong venue to spew that caveman shit.

Men We Do Not Exist for You

I will never be somebody’s wife. And if I ever get married, I would never be a traditional wife who stays at home, makes bread from scratch and makes arts and crafts with the little ones while I homeschool them. I am not Laura fucking Ingels on the Prairie.

This man, I needed to torture for shits and giggles. And to let him know women do not exist to take care of him. So, once we were at my place, I spiked his drink. I put on some torture porn, and I watched as he looked horrified at what he saw. And then I whispered in his ear that’s just a little taste of what’s to come later, darling.

I think he shit himself right then. That’s an exaggeration. However, he did piss his pants. But I planned on ripping them off him anyway, so I could mutilate his junk. I started with a castration band around his worthless balls. And then I carved up his dick with my name on every side. He let out blood cuddling screams, which makes my pussy wet. I get off on fear and pain. Folks call me a wicked butcher for a reason.

For hours, I mutilated Alex‘s junk. And eventually, I chopped his balls off killing his chances of ever marrying or procreating. He’s entitled to his thoughts and opinions on where women belong. But he must face the backlash and the consequences of such antiquated beliefs. And one of the consequences of such archaic thinking is castration phone sex. Repeat after me men. Women do not exist to be your caretaker and your fuck dolls. We no longer live in a caveman society. So, wake up and get with the program and maybe I’ll let you keep your balls.

Cum dominate me and beat me to a bloody pulp

Fantasy phone sex

I’m constantly getting ravage and brutally beat down by you men so full of rage and anger. I love every minute of it. Whether I’m tied down or being held by neck I love it when you make me feel helpless and worthless. I’ve been raised this way and it’s the only way I can function. Do you have it in you to punish me? Put the fear in my face? I’d love to hear from you guys directly just how your gonna do that but before let me tell you how I’ve been run through recently.

I was dominated and  destroyed to a bloody pulp, completely beat down. I deserve to be punished. I’m used to being the submissive bitch and  getting served over and over, there’s not much I can do when it comes those fat muscles between your legs, getting forced, ripped and bent when I get taken over and splayed. It’s all up to you boo how long you wanna keep your beast inside my my soiled sloppy wet kitty.

Roleplay phone sex

The darker the better, I’m so used to evil…

My whimpers and tears only make things worse because this evil sick bitch gets even more irate if I make a move. Chained or leatherbound, you keep me strapped in for the fuck rides. I grew up getting handled like this by daddy, he’s whip my bare ass while he was balls deep inside me, taking his rape fantasies out on me while mommy was rubbing her droopy pussy in the doorway.

You’re in charge now and you won’t stop till you see thick fecal blood cum dripping out of all my holes. Sucking it up off my skin as it’s dripping down your face, feeding your sick twisted gut. Squirting my insides out while I scream for mercy as my bodies tingling with joy. You love beating me a tiny little thing like me so easy to control with one swift cock move.

Numb, battered, bruised I beg you to stop, another slap, another bare bottom spank to my succle bubble butt, I’m never sure if I’ll see another day….

Bondage Phone Sex Addiction Diva Who Loves Pain

 

Bondage Phone SexBondage Phone Sex had Layla tied up, soaked and trembling, every nerve screaming for them. “Fuck… yes… touch me… I need all of you,” she gasped, voice shaky.

“You’re our little nigger slut tonight,” one sneered, fingers digging into her hips. “Look at you dripping, begging like a filthy little cunt.”

“Please… I’m yours… use me… every inch… force fuck me…” she moaned, grinding helplessly. “God, I’m so wet for you… make me yours…”

“Filthy cum slut,” another laughed, yanking her hair. “You love being tied, don’t you? Time for a real assault…”

“Yes… I love it… I want it all… fuck me harder… assault me… I’m nothing without you…” I cried, hips bucking. “Make me come… I’m your toy… all of me…”

They circled me, hands everywhere, pinching, grabbing, pressing me tight, thrusting against my body. “Look at you begging like the dirty little slut you are,” one growled, teeth grazing her shoulder.

“Please… all of you… use me… I’m worthless… force fuck me… harder… I want every inch…” she whimpered, moaning uncontrollably.

“Beg for it, slut. Tell us how much you love being used and assaulted,” another commanded, pressing me down, laughing at my desperation.

“I love it… I’m yours… every part… filthy little toy… please… fuck me… I’m your greedy little slut…” I moaned, body trembling. “Don’t stop… I’m not done… I’m nothing without you…”

Hands pinched, shoved, and held me tight, dragging me closer to every rough touch. “Yes… all of you… I want it… fuck me like you mean it, slut,” I begged, hips rolling uncontrollably.Even after I came again and again, overstimulated and trembling, I then screamed, “Don’t stop… I’m nothing without you… take me… all of me… I’m yours completely!…”

 

 

 

 

Snuff phone sex slut Stephanie

snuff phone sex

Try all you want Mr. B, I know that you can’t get our fucked up snuff phone sex calls out of your head! Like I do with so many other men, I’ve gotten into your brain and settled in like a parasite. I’ve planted seeds for all of my fucked up desires and watched them grow with every naughty, blood filled call. Now, all you can think and obsess over is hunting that bitch and her family down. You want to torture her not just physically but mentally as well by making her watch while we snuff out her mom and little sister before moving on to her. I know how badly you want to pound your dick while she’s screaming and I’m shoving pieces of her mutilated mother and sister down her throat. We’ve talked about it so many times and it gets more and more intense and irresistible each time. By now, the details should be as burned into your brain as the fantasy images of her little sister’s head bouncing up and down on your dick like a blood covered pocket pussy! You know, the calls where I slice pieces of that little bitch’s flesh off with my knife and feed them to you while you fuck her empty eye sockets? That one always makes my evil pussy drip and I’m going to keep feeding you and men just like you, these ideas until you finally go snuff her out and let me listen on the other end of the phone. 

 

Bad Babysitter Phone Sex Accomplices Take Care of Everything

babysitter phone sexIt’s no secret that I’ve been a member of the bad babysitter phone sex club for a couple years now. As a master of disguise, I can pass myself off as a professional nanny or babysitter. I’ve got a slew of fake IDs because I grew up in the seedy underworld of perversion. And I met a few people who seem very skilled at creating fake IDs.

 So, when a client approaches me for assistance with a young girl, I just pick an ID, change my appearance, and apply for the job with the adorable brat that best resembles what my client wants.

Charlie wanted a young blonde little schoolgirl. Sweet and innocent looking. Think of the girl next-door. I found a few matching his description and I took some screenshots. And he picked them in the order he wanted them. So, I applied for three babysitting positions, and I got the one with the little angel he wanted the most. If a man has a rape phone sex fantasies for something young and sweet, I will help him get it. I planned everything.

But this was not just a night gig. I stayed in their home for three days while they dealt with a death in the family. And I watched their baby girl. But I got her fucked too. The key to doing something like this is the right accomplice. Somebody like me who knows how to make a little cocktail that erases a young girl’s memory. And proper cleanup. I gave the girl a good night cocktail and I put a tarp under her bed so her virgin blood would not stain her sheets.

I am a Bad Babysitter Accomplice Who Can Help You Fuck a Young Girl

So, Charlie came over around midnight after the girl fell asleep and the drugs kicked in. And he fucked her. She stayed passed out for most of it except for a few moans. He paid me and left. And I cleaned her up. I sucked the cum out of her tiny little pussy. Washed her up. And disposed of the tarp. I put some ice on her little swollen pussy to help heal it. I had two more days to act normal.

 She complained that her little pussy hurt when she peed the next day, but I told her she likely just had a bladder infection or something. And I gave her some cranberry juice and some Tylenol. So, if the parents take her to the doctor or something, I still don’t think they find out she lost her virginity. She’d pee in a cup and get some antibiotics.

But I don’t think anybody know that she served as teen rape porn slut for a dirty daddy and a bad babysitter. Hell, the girl won’t remember what we did to her. Plus, the cum would be gone by thing. And if they do figure it out, they would look for a different person than me, a person who does not exist. And that’s because I’m a very smart and savvy accomplice.