Bad demented daddy with the limp dick dominating my tootsie

Evil phone sex

As you all know and love hearing about my fucked up past time and my deadbeat dick riding daddy. Beat me to a living pulp while mommy watched a directed. That look in her nasty evil eyes, she enjoyed every moment, I could see and smell her soiling panties from from afar, “monster mommy” I’d call her. If she had a dick it’d be a fatty anaconnda. She’s like a snake, once she’d have full control of my baby bootie she’d bite me requiring a vaccine in order to survive.

I  love every minute of the brutal beating you give to me because of the wild, evil demented young fuck you gave me growing up. Would you like to be my bad bad daddy ready to beating the ever living shit out of me? Don’t make me crawl and beg you baby!!

I grew up with rage, spicy abuse and violence. Daddy was an old mean bastard with a limp dick. I was beaten and  violated, abused by daddy and brother every night. He used my brother’s pester pecker to smash me, pathetic pop couldn’t get it up.

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it was an incestual nightly fuck train. At a young age daddy had control over me. My precious virgin kitty belonged to him to punish to the core, locking me up.

Daddy loved to invite his friends, my uncles and brothers to join in, pinning me down and taking their ass raping fantasies out on my tiny baby girl pussy. Daddy in one hole, my brother in the other. Widening, stretching, oozing, dripping cum goey and crusty with blood. Screaming and crying I began to enjoy it. Rocking my bald little cunt as daddy watched over me getting my cunt walls shredded to pieces. Brother in my ass, balls deep, shaft completely covered deep inside me. Spanking and riding me like an animal, making daddy so proud. 

Tied to the door, neck bound, hands behind my back. Daddy’s face between my little legs sucking on my tight clammy baby bell. Brother fucking my bent over body. Stimulated, abused, tormented and choked left to my own death a demise. 

Killer Phone Sex Deals with Incels, Assholes and Bitches

killer phone sexEverybody has killer phone sex fantasies. But not me when I fantasize about killing someone, I make it happen the following week or even that night. Although I am hardly a sociable person, I do frequent Goth bars. But I go there more as vigilante and to have a few drinks. You would be amazed at how many men try to prey on Goth chicks. Dudes are wrong if they think Goth girls appear more vulnerable.

We all have a healthy dose of stranger danger in our own bars. And we can tell the folks who don’t belong. Sure a few women stumble in drunk, not realizing what kind of bar they just entered. But mostly it’s men coming in thinking they can pick up a Goth chick when they fail at all the other bars. Goth teen phone sex babes don’t want incels either. And let me tell you the number of incel creeps appears to increase yearly. So, I remain hypervigilant nowadays. Perhaps you could say I have Spidey senses.

I went to my local Goth bar last night for a strong cocktail. I chatted with the bartender because she and I have a mutual respect. She knows I keep her bar safe. Although she might not know all the illegal things I have done, she knows about all the illegal things I’ve done in her bar.

But because I have the best interests of her community and her bar on my mind, she looks the other way. And she helps me trap these incel types. She told me about this man dressed sort of steam punkish posing as one of us. He looked like a poser. And she caught him spiking women’s drinks.

I’m a Vigilante and I Take Out the Trash and the Incels

So, I laid a honey trap for him, and the bartender helped me switch drinks once he spiked mine. Like me, she seems to have eyes in the back of her head. The look on his face when he realized he drank the spiked drink was worth its weight and gold.

I took him out the back door and gave him a back alley castration phone sex experience. Normally, I would take him home or to my kill shack and torture him for hours. But he brought friends. And I needed to take care of all of them too. They invaded my space. Preyed on my community. But they never saw me coming. No one ever does.

I drank for free last night. The bartender wanted to reward me for my community service and taking out the trash. I castrated five infiltrators posing as us so they could prey on who they perceived as vulnerable women. And they lost their balls for it. I left them in the alley and tossed their balls in the dumpster. If they want their balls back, they can retrieve them. But I did not leave them in the best shape to dive into a dumpster, LOL. I neutered those dogs. And they should feel lucky I did not kill them.

Blasphemy Phone Sex- A Cunt Answers Prayer

Blasphemy Phone SexWalking into a church I always felt like I would burst into fucking flames. Now I go to church For the hilarity of it all. Blasphemy Phone sex gets me off so fucking hard. I want to know a lot of the deacons and pastors biblically. Meaning, I want to see if I can lead the away from the Lord straight into my sweet teen cunt? Do you think If I spread my legs during an altar call and fucked this tight little twat with a wooden crucifix, that would get the congregation to as for forgiveness?

My rendition of the our Father prayer would go something like this:

All daddies who want to fuck me, I’ll scream out your name, Your fly undone, Your cock will cum. On and all over me. Give us fuck sluts every day, I don’t need forgiveness or fucking saving. I was born right the first time, Lead my cunt straight into the arms of the foulest temptations of debauchery and depravity. Open the eyes of the holy to turn away From Fake Idols. For Mine Orgasm deserves the power and the glory, forever and fucking ever.. Forever a slave to my sex.. Oh, man.

To be so fucked hard and recite that prayer. Now that is pure blasphemic fantasy. I revel in it.

 

Babysitter Cora gets completely ruined in snowed-in bondage night

Babysitter Phone Sex

 

Babysitter Phone Sex Fantasy with Cora

 

One of the first times I ever tried bondage was when I was really young, and I got snowed in at this super hot single Dad’s house when I was babysitting one winter. 

I could see his face get all excited once he saw that my car couldn’t leave the driveway.

“You’re stuck with us overnight, Cora.”

Maybe I could finally live out my fantasy of fucking this Dad. I’ve fantasized about him, touching myself at night to thoughts of his strong hands on me. Now, it’s real!

But I was in for a bigger surprise when he pulled out black silky ropes. I felt a little in over my head. My inexperienced body responds with a rush of heat between my legs. My pussy was jumping in excitement. 

He ties my arms above me to the headboard and rips all my clothes off. His thumb rubs my clit, as my wrists tug at the ropes. The restraint heightens everything. He loved making me his obedient little cum slave.

 I’m helpless, and I’m just his to use. 

 

Bondage Phone Sex With Rena As Your Snuff Bondage Queen

As I lay bound tightly with my wrists and ankles secured to the bedposts in a hot bondage phone sex sceneBondage phone sex, You approached me confidently. The ropes biting into my skin only served to heighten the anticipation coursing through every fiber of my being. Your eyes held a mix of lust and dominance that sent shivers down my spine.

“You’re so beautiful,” you whispered, running your fingers along the line of rope across my chest before tracing them teasingly over one nipple which hardened under your touch. “I can’t wait to see how much you enjoy this.”

Without further ado, you positioned yourself between my legs and thrust forcefully into me, claiming what was yours in a way that left no doubt as to who was in control here. Each powerful stroke sent waves of pleasure crashing through me despite the discomfort from being restrained; it seemed as though our connection transcended physical boundaries at this point.

Your hips pounded against mine in rhythm with each groan escaping your lips while spit dripped onto parts untouched by sunlight for centuries -a testament not only our intense intimacy but also our shared love for taboo desires hidden away from prying eyes… And even when tears streamed down cheeks due either pain or pleasure (or both), I couldn’t help but moan louder encouraging more punishment because deep inside knew there was no other place where I belonged than right here beneath You like this… Bound… Helpless… Yours completely until end credits roll on screen signaling climax has been reached.

As our bodies shook together in unison, reaching climax after climax under the harsh glare of camera lights, I felt a sense of release wash over me unlike anything else before. It wasn’t just physical; it was emotional too –a catharsis born out of submission and desire that left me spent but wanting more at same time… And when You finally pulled out with a satisfied grunt followed by sticky pop! as cum splattered against my insides signaling end scene has ended -I couldn’t help but feel both relieved yet saddened knowing this chapter had come to close forever…

But alas, such is nature snuff films: brief encounters filled passionate highs followed by sudden lows once cameras stop rolling leaving behind only memories etched onto digital storage devices for others like us to relive again later on down road when we need reminding why we do what do best-push boundaries further than most dare venture into darkness’s depths where only true thrills reside…

Violent Phone Sex Fantasies are Not Just for Men

violent phone sexMen do not corner the market on violent phone sex fantasies. I know for me, revenge fantasies coarse through my veins. Slowly, but surely, I have been working through the trauma of my youth one man like daddy at a time.

Although I have failed to get revenge on my father yet, I have castrated and killed a few of his cronies that I ran into by chance. Let me tell you, before you abuse a woman you better get one thing straight. She will never forget what you did to her. And revenge might not be instant. But that karma will find you.

Recently, I encountered a man who reminded me just like my father. And his daughter works at the strip club. And after I confronted her about the bruises on her body, she told me that her father pimps her out and abuses her. Not on my watch. So, I decided to help this girl, so she didn’t go to prison or worse, end up dead.

She didn’t ask for accomplice phone sex. But I gave it to her for free. I could channel my anger for my own father while helping this girl out at the same time. Freeing her from the fear I live with that daddy will find me and kill me. Even though my father would be in his 60s and I could probably whoop his ass, his girl’s father is in his 40s and still seems strong.

Men, Karma Catches Up to You When You Fuck with the Wrong Woman

So, I set him up. His daughter introduced us, and I made him think I wanted to fuck him. But I wanted to kill him. Take out my top dancer’s bully so she could thrive and keep her money. So, the other night, I let him think he slipped something into my drink because that’s what he does. I don’t think he likes fucking unless he’s forcing himself on a woman one way or another. But my past only made me stronger. And smarter. So, I anticipated his moves.

And the moment he tried to thrust his cock into me when he believed me unconscious, I sliced off his dick. His blood sprayed my face. Warm, hot, sticky blood covered my blonde hair and my big boobs. He tried to choke me, but eventually, he became too weak from shock.

I let him bleed out for as long as I could, and then I slit his throat. He never actually fucked me so my DNA will not appear on his body. It’ll look like he just picked up the wrong whore and she robbed him. I trashed his place. Stole his gun, his expensive watches and everything else he bought on his daughters dime. And I buried it somewhere it will never be found.

I’m smart enough to know that if I tried to pawn his stuff that would trace back to me or her. I liberated her. And in a way I liberated myself with some really fucking hot revenge killer sex. Like I said man. Karma will come for you eventually.

Snuff sex bitch gets stabbed, cuz Daddy says so

Snuff sex Snuff sex bitch gets stabbed because I do whatever my Master Daddy says. I would hate to be next on his chopping block. That’s why I make sure to follow his orders and never complain, no matter what kind of cock he makes me take. And I have to be real too, Daddy hates it if I am “acting”, he says that’s being fake and fake bitches deserve to suffer the most.
I have been an extra good girl, so, he lets me pick the next little slut to fuck. I get to plunge my knife deep in her guts before he fucks the shit out of her. He wants me to stab her at least three times and make sure her bald pussy is covered in her blood. It used to make me nauseous, but now I am so used to it.
I am serious when I say I don’t want to be on his chopping block. Those are where the bad girls go, and boy, do they suffer. They get a whole different level of Torture sex. This one time, he got a new girl who was so disrespectful to him that he had to make her pay. That bitch spat in his face! And to think he was going to let her live.
But she spat right in his eye, and that is something that he can’t forgive. So he put her up on the block and peeled off her skin. He got most of it off in a couple of big pieces. He then splashed her with bleach and salt. I never heard such painful screams. I think the scariest part was when he forced me to wear her skin so he could fuck me in it. He bent me over on her lap and told me to keep looking her in the eye. She was so fucked up, she got stiff before he could finish.

Cut Her Up With Me

Snuff Sex

I found my next dumb blond victim only this one begged me for it she said she wanted to be snuffed and beaten by my boyfriend and I. She knew my little murder pussy would get off on torturing her big tits and mking her cry and scream so we set up a date and time. I stuffed her in a cage and started cutting little marks all over her arms and legs every time she moaned in pain it made my murder pussy get off Geneva would be so much fun to play with. I just loves a good snuff sex whore.2 Girl Phone Sex

Whhen my boyfriend came out I grabbed her by the hair herb body slick with her own blood and laid her down on a bench she was smiling as my boy fiend took his giant demon cock and fucked her tight little pussy. Her pussy split open for his monster cock and he fucked her tight little holes while we laughed and mocked her she was just another little bitch we would consume in the end.  I stabbed her over and over in the chest and when he was done with her i watched as the light left  her eyes. No one would ever know where she went.

Exploring Your Rape Phone Sex Fantasies is My Specialty

rape phone sex fantasiesDo you have rape phone sex fantasies? If you do, you might be in the right spot. I especially enjoy rape fantasies for mommy. And until I went down the rabbit hole of cocaine, I honestly did not know how many men possess such fantasies for mommy. It seems to be no secret that I do anything for coke or the money to buy coke. Sometimes I meet men who just take me with no reward.

And I never mind providing that sort of fantasy, but I do want something in return for it. However, Adam had no clue that I give up my fuck holes easily. But he didn’t strike me as the type of man who wanted fantasy. This guy saw me as nothing more than a dirty redheaded whore, and his personal ass porn star. Apparently, he drugged my drink at the bar, and it kicked in as I arrived home.

Unfortunately, for me, I was home alone because my sons spent the night at a friend ‘s house and my husband went out of town to visit his sisters who hate me. I stumbled into my house drunk. But apparently, he was right on my heels and pushed me inside. Locked the door, pulled out his cock and fucked me. Slapped me around a bit, calling me a cock tease at the bar. I barely remembered talking to him.

Something About Me Brings Out the Worst in Men

Although I tried to fight him, I appeared too intoxicated to fight much. When I puked, he shoved my face in it like a dog who pissed the carpet. I tried to talk my way out of this, but I appeared unsuccessful. And I did not know if he planned on killing me or not. So, I told myself to lie there and pray it would be over soon.

He called me mommy as he rammed his cock in and out of my pussy and ass choking me at the same time. I knew I would not get any coke out of this. Not even any money. I think this would be considered a crime of opportunity. A sexy drunk mature woman leaves a bar and he seized his opportunity.

Eventually, he left. He ordered me to shower first. I guess to wash away any DNA in case I went to the cops. This is not my first rodeo. I’m a seasoned snuff sex slut. I just felt grateful to be alive. But I know eventually one round with the wrong man will kill me. What is it about me that brings out the worst in men?

Ravage gangbanging, smile for the camera slave whore!

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My nasty mommy taught me to seek out men like you, she even sold me to sick old men who ravaged me at  such a young age. My master fills my sweet succle cooter with piles of creamy love when he sets me up for the worst of the worst. He drugs me, get’s me litty and wet and likes to film these things like a naughty raunchy dick.

I need to earn every keep with master dick face. He sets me up for evil, getting ravaged and smashed. This time though he set me up for a train. Gangbanged, tortured and brutally beaten for the fun and the camera. Setting up a perfect shot above me while I’m tied down from head to toe.

On my back with my legs tied above my head each cock was shoved deep into my bloody abyce. Every man taking his rape fantasies out on me. Making me quiver, the fear of all this fucking turns me the hell on. I whimpered and cried tears of enjoyment, all these fucks looking me in the eye as they shot their darts deep inside. Raw fucked red, I’m bleeding cum. It’s spewing down to my ass.

One by one I was taken down, gangbang fun for all these deadbeats, some fingered my beaming butthole sending sensations all over my body creating oozing spunk running down to my thirty asshole. I thrust my power wet pussy pushing myself into each groin. Smiling for the camera to make master happy. My arms tied above my head while some held on to my cutie titty’s smashing then dashing, all watching and laughing at me.

I’ve been piled on and ravaged. Every man watching each other, cheering, cumming and spreading my cervix. Evil and nasty and I love every moment of this. Making master so happy that his throbbing groin leaking pre cum down his legs, filling his pants. I’m his little toy, he gets off on all the wicked pain inflicted on me, saving this porn to extort me if I ever leave.