I Love Accomplice Phone Sex

accomplice phone sexI love accomplice phone sex calls. For one, it is a break from the violent attention on me. I know that sounds bad, but some of you are extreme on me. I like the chance to be extreme on some one else occasionally. I know what my man likes. I have aged out for him which is why he uses me like a fucking whore. My princess days are over. He sometimes gets a hankering for something super young. I used to feel bad about leading a little innocent girl to a brutal demise, but I have come to believe it is all about survival of the fittest. If he is sodomizing and killing some little brat, at least he is not sodomizing and killing me. Callous, I know, but I am still alive despite the violence I have endured. So, when I knew master wanted something young, I got him just what he wanted. I held her down while he forced his big cock up her tiny cunt. He ripped her pussy in two. She had a gaped hole that was bleeding. She was crying from the pain. She was begging for mercy.  Mercy would have been for me to dope her up with smack or suffocate her, but if I put her out of her misery, master would have put me out of mine. I just did as he told me. I filmed him violating her tiny holes. That kind of snuff porn goes for serious money. I knew I would not see a dime, but if I helped, I would live. So, I did my part. I held the tiny girl down as master used her fuck holes. When he was done cumming in her tiny holes, I suffocated her and buried in the woods. I do as I am told. That is how I survive.

Accomplice Phone Sex Submissive Slut

I am an accomplice phone sex submissive slut. I was not always this way. I used to think of myself as a princess who deserved to be spoiled. I had a random encounter with a man I met online a few years ago, and I guess you could say he broke me. I spent a month chained in his basement. He called me a challenge. I fought, cried, refused to see myself as slave for weeks. But the darkness, the isolation, the hunger, broke me. He broke through my hubris and made me see that women do not have the power. In fact, we are inferior to men in every way. I was not his first challenge and I was not his last either. I am just his prized slave. I get to help him with slave training now. We picked up a young girl hitchhiking last week. She looked like a cock tease with big tits and a very fat ass. Curvy slut. She also thought she was one hot piece of ass. We gave her a ride. A ride to hell. I drugged her and helped take her to the dungeon where I once lived. Master put a fire hose on her daily. He force fucked her and he made her eat his shit. Master was nicer too me, but I was easier to break. And I was prettier. This bitch was awful stuck up for her appearance. None of it matters now. She is just another whore slave like me, but I was here first, so I am master’s number one slave whore.

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Castration Phone Sex Makes Me Tingly

castration phone sexI do any sick fantasy well, but I do enjoy castration phone sex more than I should.  The thought of a loser being so self-aware that he knows his balls need to be removed makes me all warm and fuzzy. Yes, I know something is wrong with me. I have heard that since I was a little girl. I used to castrate my sisters’ Ken dolls. I also beheaded their Barbie dolls. I am the black sheep of the family. I take after my great grandfather. He was the head of a private prison that experimented on prisoners for profit. They were guinea pigs for pharmaceutical companies giving my great granddad kickbacks. It was cruel and unusual punishment, but these were the dregs of society, so I never understood why anyone gave a fuck about how they were treated. I was just a little girl, but I understood that those men did not deserve the same rights as me or my grandpa or you. When I was a teen girl, I got to assist him. I was set to inherit his prison when the Feds shut him down. I did get all the prison’s content including the electrocution chair. It was made in 1952 way before I was born. I use it for castration and torture sex now. As much as I love castrating men on the phone, the real deal is what gets me wet. It is just that guys I castrate in my grandpa’s old execution chair do not know they deserves to have their nuts gone. The losers who call me, do. I do not need permission, however, to remove some one’s balls or sexually mutilate their sex organs. I do it for the greater good. Small dicked assholes do not need to reproduce more small dicked assholes.

Necrophilia Phone Sex Funeral

I always love being around the dead more than the living. I met my boyfriend through my obsession of funerals and the preparations of the dead bodies. I often listened to the scanner waiting to hear about an homicide or suicide. I love Murder and Necrophilia phone sex feeds my needs. It was a common occurrence for me to befriend the undertaker or funeral director and get in the morgue to help out. I Love Morticians. I was going to study to be one but my misbehavior as a teen screwed up my college admittance, well the ability to receive any funding. I was caught with drugs, had DUI’s and even caught digging up a freshly buried body of a Priest to do obscene things to. It’s what I love. So I started hanging around the mortuary and funeral homes around me. I also managed to get a job in the Hospital where I could be down in the Morgue. I’m in love with death and I loved preparing the dead bodies for their funeral preparations. I would get the stiff males and fuck them before washing them and setting up the drainage tubes. I love a dead stiff cock in my cunt. So it goes to say that I have no issues when I feel the need to snuff some loser out for my own jollies. I really love to lure them in, get them excited and ride their hard cocks as the poison they ingested sets in. I love this one that puts them right into rigor mortis making their cocks rock hard. I love fucking guys as they turn blue. Sex with dead bodies is the ultimate high for me, especially as I get to tweaking out on some form of heroin or crack. I love to fuck the dead.

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She was too stupid to live anyway

taboo phone sexI killed a bitch yesterday but honestly, she was too stupid to live anyway. Anyone that gets that drunk in public deserves to be used like that, don’t you think? If she didn’t want me to fuck her little holes and kill her than she shouldn’t have allowed herself to get so fucked up that she would pass out in the street. She came right home with me with no hesitation at all and when I stripped her she didn’t even try to fight. I used my biggest strap on cock to fuck her holes, she started to try and fight once I shoved it up her ass but she was easy to subdue. I beat her to death with my bare hands, it was nice to be all old fashioned for once. Getting all that blood on me turned me on so much that I had to sit on her face and suffocate her with my pussy. She died as I came, it was bliss.

Gangbang Rape Porn

gangbang rape pornI am no stranger to gangbang rape porn. I am known as an anal slut. Men have been giving me hardcore ass fuckings since I was a teen girl. Fisting-done that. Anal gangbangs-done that. Huge objects up my ass-done that too. What I have not done, well not done often, are female gangbangs. I was traded to a group of women to settle a debt for my stepson. He often gets coke and smack from this bad ass biker bitch. I am more her fancy than he is, so he cannot trade his cock for coke. But he can trade his whore stepmom. Not my first time with her, but this was the first time there were a bunch of other women with her too. This was some sort of initiation for them. It could have been worse. It could have been snuff porn. Instead, I had to endure a bunch of newbie biker chicks sodomizing my ass to get their badge of honor. It was something I would see in an episode of Sons of Anarchy. I was high, but not high enough. Women are crueler to other women than men are to women. They fisted my ass repeatedly. They spit in my ass and even poured their dirty beers with cigarette butts in them down my gaped asshole. It got me drunk. It made me feel like such a gutter slut. By the time these dyke bitches were done with me, you could see through my ass and out my mouth. I was that gaped open. Man, I could barely walk to my car and sure as hell could not sit on the seat. I was fucked up. I called my stepson. I mean he got me into this mess. That was a bad idea. Him and his friends just fucked my gaped asshole some more.

Forced Fucked and I liked It!

snuff pornYou knew what slut qualities I had hidden inside me from the start. Bent over the hood of your car in the church parking lot you took what you wanted. And what you wanted was forcing me to take that cock deep inside as I cried out. You chose me because you knew the potential a bitch like me had for fucking and being used. My body was racking with sobs, but my pussy was slippery and wet. My cunt contracted around your cock as you pushed deeper in me and bit my back. You wanted me here in this holy place so I could know that I had giving up everything in one night. My faith My virginity and my first orgasm. You wanted to make a girls first time last a lifetime in her mind. I knew I would feel you every time a man fucked me for the rest of my life. I would always come back to this day and how my body betrayed my mind. I felt you get harder as I ask you to stop. And when you grabbed my throat and came in me, I pushed back on you and made my self orgasm around your violent cock. I would never forget you or your cock. I would spend a lifetime trying to get this night back.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Good Old Boys

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Do you have rape phone sex fantasies? You would think I do with the stories I have to share. I decided last night was a nice night. The perfect night for a drive. I get cagey feeling staying at home, so a long drive, some good tunes and some primo weed, sounded like just what my doctor would order. I had been in the car for about 100 miles when I realized I needed gas. I was on an old country road, so the first place I saw, I pulled over. It was a little Ma and Pa gas station. I felt like I was in a horror movie. Turns out, I was. Some guy who looked like he was fresh out of the movie Deliverance pumped my gas for me. Full-service gas in 2020? I was flabbergasted, but I let him do his thing. I asked if there was a bathroom and of course it was on the side of the gas station. It looked like a bathroom out of the first Saw movie. As I exited the bathroom of horrors, Bubba and some equally looking redneck friends shoved me back inside. My nice drive in the country turned into a gangbang rape porn. They tied me up and stripped my clothes off. The smell of dirty toilet water made me gag. This was not a place I wanted to be naked in. It killed me to hover over the stained and broken toilet seat to pee. Now, I was sucking redneck dick and getting sodomized by the boys from Deliverance. I swore I heard banjo music even though I was nowhere near a river. I tried fighting. I clearly new I was better than some redneck good old boys from the country. They decided to fuck the attitude out of me. They saw me as a piece of ass, nothing more. The bounced me around until I was covered in so much piss and cum, I fit right into that dingy, gross roadside bathroom. I just can never escape being a taboo phone sex whore.

I Pissed Daddy Off Again

Because I am just that worthless of a little pain slut I went in his room and stole some of daddy’s heroine. It was just that I had to go audition for an Ass rape porn and really knew just what would happen. It was like a bad movie that went into the loop of the same thing over and over. Only this time daddy barged in on the film auditioning and gave it to me good. He pushed past the guys, thrust my collar on me and yanked the chain as I started choking and scolded me. As he was choking me he directed one of the assholes that were doing this film to shove their fucking cock in my whore mouth and shut me up. He pulled off his belt and started cracking it across my tits from the side. He even spanked the dudes balls making him face fuck me harder. Daddy demanded to know if I knew why he was there and so angry. Of course I did I was a useless whore that dipped into his party supplies. I had to pay for it. He brought in his friends large four legged beast to knot up in my ass and fuck me with all of its might. I was getting destroyed by my own daddy just for taking a little bit of his H to numb my pain addiction because I needed to make more money. Now all I did was make a lot of people angry and managed to film a filthy snuff porn that would make the producers way more money. Daddy got his heroine replaced and an 8 ball for my misbehavior. I got a week in the cage and forced to be a pet for the guys filming the movie.

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Friday Nights are Bloody Phone Sex Fun

bloody phone sexIt was a bloody phone sex Friday night. I decided to sacrifice a virgin and drink her blood. Have you ever seen the horror flick, Hostel 2? It is my favorite movie because the women are bad ass in this movie. The main girl is supposed to be the victim, but she is not having any of that shit. The opening scene, I masturbate often while watching. Let me describe the scene. This woman buys a girl to kill. She has the young gal strung up above her. The woman is naked underneath her in a huge tub. She uses sharp blades to slice the kidnapped girl in all the right spots, so she bleeds out onto her body. She is basking in the red sticky blood covering her naked body. It was a movie that inspired me. I must do it a little differently. Last night, I kidnapped a brat who was out way too late playing hopscotch. If I had been her mother, I never would have let her be outside alone playing so late at night. I know evil folks lurk in the shadows waiting for their opportunity to make a snuff porn with such a young star. I saw my chance and I took it. Snatched her right in front of her house like something you see in a Lifetime movie. I drugged her and drove her to my kill shack in the woods. I sliced her tender flesh and draped her over the side tub so she would exsanguinate into it. I felt her warm sticky blood wash over me and I started masturbating. I used the last few drops in her tiny body to fill my wine glass. Then I toasted to her new life; well, her new afterlife. I love the blood of tender age cunts. I think it is the secret to looking so much younger than I really am.