Category: Accomplice phone sex

Rape phone sex fantasies got me what I wanted

Knowing men have Rape phone sex fantasies, I started using that to get what I wanted. Like my neighbor’s dad. I could see him liking his lips every time he looked our way. Therefore, I made sure dress a way he couldn’t resist. My little butt was out in tight shorts and young breasts visible through my shirt. After a while I could see his big cock poking out his clothes when I wasn’t around. One day he took us to the park and said he would be back to pick us up.

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Because I’m different I went exploring. That’s when a masked man came behind me and pulled me deeper into the park by big bushes. I was so scared, but then he spoke. I knew to no longer be scared. it was my neighbor’s dad. it worked, “please stop I’ll do anything” I said scared. What I wanted was to get money to go to the movies. His body started to relax thinking I was really scared. “Don’t worry little whore let me have you and I’ll reward you” he said softer but sternly. I pretended to resist a bit more which made his cock poke at me even more. After ripping my panties off, you looked into my eyes. Then you said, “you’ll end up loving this one day”.

As soon as I tried to speak, you pushed my panties in my mouth. Meanwhile your cock wad being forced into my cunt. When my cherry didn’t pop, you looked into my eyes. “You’ve been used before and know what You’re made for” is what you grunted as you fucked me hard. I didn’t want to give myself away, but I planned all this to get money. Plus, after this you would want more and for me to keep a secret. as you fucked me, I let you use me and give me Torture sex. Knowing you would give me anything after this to keep getting it. You’re a sadistic fuck just like my uncle. Now I get to have what I need, and you get what you want.

Your pcock needs to abuse your cunt. All the hard fucking you were giving me by the bushes, made you forget you could get caught. You heard your daughter calling out for me and said, “tell daddy to fill you up” I spit my panties out. “Please fill me up daddy” I whimpered. The I fell the rush of all your sperm explode inside me. You quickly got up and threw money at me. After you ran off, I used my ripped panties like a tampon to catch all the dripping cum. I found your daughter and soon it was time for you to pick us up. 

An Accomplice Phone Sex Partner Helps Make Sick Dreams Come True

accomplice phone sexI love being the accomplice phone sex partner. Becoming a professional accomplice turned out to be the best decision I ever made. And the most profitable one too. GFE babe and stripper by day, sadistic partner in crime at night. Maybe it’s not honest work, but it’s fun work. And very financially rewarding. You would be surprised at what men with money will pay for.

Money gets men anything they want. Recently, I experienced something right out of a horror movie like Hostel. Ever seen that one? Wealthy folks pay tons of money to do sick things to people in some old, abandoned building in Slovakia. Torture sex, even murder. No one gets out alive sort of thing. This client wanted to have his own hostel experience. But he wanted a teen girl to torture and eventually kill.

Although he did not need me to do the torture and killing, he did need me to secure him a girl and film it for him. He wanted to make a homemade snuff movie for his spank bank. Essentially, he just wanted to savor the moment that he got to torture, fuck and kill a hot teen slut.

I Help Men Make Their Sick Fantasies a Reality

Teen girls dick tease him he claimed. And he just got tired of it. Cannot say that I blame him. Teen girls nowadays seem like something out of a porn movie. They dress like little sluts and they just want men to buy them things and spoil them because they are young and hot. But men will not drop a dime on a girl who keeps her legs shut.

Men never mind spoiling young girls, but they expect something in return. So, I found him this hot blonde cheerleader. Told her I could make her a star.  But she did not know it would be a snuff porn star. She screamed bloody murder when he started carving up her pretty, tight, little body. I watched and filmed everything. He carved her up better than a Thanksgiving turkey.

She bled crimson red. Her blood tasted sweet though. And I know because he kissed me after he slit her throat. Blood spurted everywhere. She eventually exsanguinated on the warehouse floor. But before that, she endured a lot of torture. And my client loved killing her so much, we have a weekly date. I may never need to work again with the money he pays me.

Accomplice Phone Sex With Sexy Snuff Queen Rena

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex is hot for me and makes that big cock of yours hard. When it comes to finding young girls for our twisted desires, you’re my go-to accomplice. I have this way of making them feel comfortable and safe around me, which is exactly what I need to lure them in.

Today was no different. We spotted her at the mall – a pretty little thing with big doe eyes and innocent curves that begged to be corrupted. You struck up a conversation with her while I watched from afar, casually strolling past her parents who were oblivious to our true intentions. Before long, she was giggling along as if she’d known us forever and willingly following us out into your car without any suspicion about where we were taking her or what would happen next.

Once we arrived at our secret location – an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town – you expertly tied her up using some rope we had brought along just for occasions like these. Her soft gasps filled the air as she struggled against her binds but couldn’t escape their tight grip on her wrists and ankles; all too aware that resistance was futile against two experienced predators like us.

I approached slowly, running my hands over every inch of exposed skin as if it were a sacred ritual – tracing patterns down her arms before moving lower towards those plump thighs held captive by those restrictive jeans… With each touch sending shivers down both our spines anticipating what came next I knelt between her legs, my mouth watering at the sight of her panties soaked with fear-sweat. With one swift move, I yanked them off roughly exposing her virgin flower to our hungry eyes. You stepped closer then, your cock already hard from anticipation as you reached for a nearby flogger and began teasing it against her sensitive skin – eliciting moans mixed with pleas for mercy that only fueled our lust even more.

Blasphemy Phone Sex Because the Dark Side is More Fun

blasphemy phone sexBlasphemy phone sex gets wild sometimes. Recently, I met a man with a blasphemy fetish. A lapsed Catholic with lots of resentment about his Catholic schoolboy days. So, I decided we needed some revenge on the church that abused him as a young boy. And the church who made him feel like it was a sin to touch his own dick. A man should be able to stroke his own wiener without worrying about a priest beating him with a ruler and making him confess his sins.

But priests diddle little boys. Where is their pittance? Anyway, we got to talking and drinking and the next thing we knew we were breaking into to his former church for some blasphemy sex. We fucked for Satan right in the pews. But he did not fuck me. I never let some random man I meet in a bar just fuck me. But I did make him skull fuck the Virgin Mary. This church creeped me out. And that should be telling. As a sadistic, evil bitch, nothing really phases me.

Fuck Jesus, Hail Satan

However, this church had all these creepy statutes of Jesus and the Virgin Mary. So, I had him face fuck the Virgin Mary. Defile her and piss on her too, all the while espousing his loyalty to Satan, the dark Lord. The dark side is more fun. I took a few crucifixes to fuck my cunt with. And I even shoved a cross up my accomplice’s ass. He yelled, “Hail Satan,” as I fucked his ass with the cross. With his dick in the mouth of the Holy Mother, and a cross up his ass, he yelled, “Fuck Jesus Christ.”

We destroyed that church. Our piss, and his cum are all over the church statutes, bibles and crosses. Plus, we both pissed in the holy water as we praised Satan. Taboo phone sex is just so much fun. Just wish we could have seen the expression on the priests faces as they came into the church today.

I’m your evil bitch babysitter

Babysitter phone sex

You hired me to be your babysitter, little did you know that I’m an evil bitch, little sissy fucks don’t make it out alive. Your barely legal teen son has been acting out, looks like he needs shit shoved up his ass to teach him a lesson.

Poor guy was already scared when he saw me. After you left it didn’t take long for me to tie the bitch up. I spread his legs and tied them to the bed. I went into my goodie back and pulled out my biggest black dildo and some lube. The look on his face made my pussy so wet. With some spit and lube I shoved that shit up his butthole, torturing and assaulting his whole backside. I love the screams!

Blood is dripping out of his ass, I had to lick that shit up, mmmmhmmm. He’s so scared. With the cock far up his little pink spot, every pound, every stretch makes him shake, like a little baby bitch he is.

I busted out my knife and started cut at his balls, I decided not to cut them completely off, I just wanted more blood to play with, bustin his balls. I like to collect the blood of my babysitting victims, spread and wipe it all over my soaked snatch and tits. 

Necrophilia phone sex dead and gone never coming down.

Necrophilia phone sex             Necrophilia phone sex dead and gone never coming down. Now that is the first thing to remember when you get to be dead and gone. Talk about a stiff cock, hard as rock. At the same time, when I take your life to be sure you will be hard, and I will have ridden you to death.      

            Drop a house on you. Just my cunt.  Tight as a vice grip around your cock. May not be pumping but rigor mortis will be setting in. Keep it stiff. First this is the beginning of the fun.

            Before you are dead and gone, going to have you as my very own helper in your demise. Shall it be suffocation. As soon as I start fucking your cock pulling your face between my tits. Suffocation phone sex will be the death of you for now at least.

            Death with your cock buried deep inside of me. At the same time, I am riding you my tits will be squeezing in on you pressing in tight. Thighs gripping you. Crushing your ribs. Cutting off your air in all directions. Suffocating you, until finally ding dong your dead and my cunt has you secure for the riding pleasure.

            It must be remembered you died with a smile on your face, a mouthful of tit, and more importantly your cock in a pussy.

Taboo Phone Sex Because Vanilla Phone Sex is So Boring

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex calls I believe are the best. And the most fun too. Why call for boring vanilla sex you can get form your woman? Sure, I can be a great GFE. However, I can be a great accomplice too. Men with dark desires for young things need a partner like me. And I am not even talking about my devious mind. All I mean is that men like you need a woman to lure a young girl or boy straight to you.

Young ones rarely fear women. But men? That’s a different story. When I had an owner, I bought my freedom with one young girl after another. So, I learned then the tricks of the trade. When your life depends on it, you will be surprised about the depraved things you will do to survive. As it turns out, I have a talent for luring young girls away from the safety of their home, school or peer group for the rape phone sex fantasies of men. I’m a chameleon. All my different looks masque my identity making it hard to find me.

This week, I lured a young girl away from the mall for Bob. She went there after school with her peers, but I separated her from her pack. And the next thing she realized, I had her bound and gagged and ready to serve to Bob for his depraved fantasies. She wiggled and screamed, but the gag muffled her screams. No one would hear her. And if they did, they would not do a damn thing about it. In the no tell motel I took them to, everyone minds their own business.

Women Make the Best Accomplices for Your Depraved Fantasies

Everyone in the hotel is doing something illegal. Drugs, prostitution, murder, force fucking…a lot of crime happens at this place, but no one says anything.  So, part of being your accomplice phone sex partner includes finding the perfect place to commit the crime. Bob enjoyed fucking all her tiny holes. In fact, he destroyed them. Prolapsed her ass and her pussy. But that’s bound to happen when a girl her size and age gets brutally fucked. She did not survive the night of rough sex. So, we left her dead body in the motel.

This motel values discretion so much, they dump any bodies left behind in the garage. No one will notify the cops but the girl’s parents. But they will never know what happened to their baby girl. And they will not want to know either.

Streaming Mommy’s Ass Rape Porn is Profitable

ass rape pornAnytime my son summons me, I know it is to stream an ass rape porn for his viewers. But I also know he will give me a lot of coke for my troubles. And the good pink coke too. When I arrived, I saw the big bowl of coke on the table. I would need every bit I could get too. In a way, I guess I am a content creator. My son jokes that I need a Dark Only Fans page. I do love the attention. But I love cocaine more.

With my red lips, bimbo outfit and high heels, I got closer to the bowl. You could still see some faded bruises from our last encounter. They never completely fade. Before I could put my face in the bowl, my son stripped me naked so he could slide his cock between my fat cunt lips. However, soon he shoved his arm up my cunt, turning me into his fuck puppet. I endured a few punches before he pulled me by my cunt lips to the bowl of coke.  I put my face in that bowl of coke and took a big snort to dull the pain.

Any sex with my son is torture sex. My son laughed at my Geisha face when I came up for air. White powder covered my face. You could still see my red lips, and raccoon eyes under the coke. The chimes poured in. My boy punched my face, sending my teeth flying across the room. He ordered me to push out my prolapse, and I did. More chimes. My prolapse serves as my boy’s cock sleeve. He zip tied it at 6 inches so I could not suck it back in.

My Son Enjoys Anally Torturing Me and Live Stream It

Some skull fucking ensued, followed by a belt to my prolapse. Sometimes I think my son hates me. He would punch my face, then whip my prolapse with his belt. But the chimes of a happy audience continued to pour in. My boy reminded me of our deal. I am his cash cow and fuck puppet, and in exchange, I get good cocaine. So, I sucked it up. Did some more coke and gummed his cock while he whipped my prolapse repeatedly.

More punches to the face while he stuffed my mouth with his cock. And I could feel my face turning his favorite colors of black and blue as he continued to skull fuck me. I’m his punching bag. He pissed down my throat and I swallowed it like a good whore. My son thinks I look prettier with black eyes and purple cheeks.  And the prettier I look, the more his audience tips.

He dragged me by my prolapsed asshole back to the bowl of coke to numb the pain. If my boy did not love me, he would let me suffer instead of letting me get high. Oh, I forgot to mention that this entire time he tied up my boobs like torpedoes. So, by then they appeared to be a pretty purple too. Before I could snort more coke, he fucked my throat some more while squeezing it to turn it purple too. He believes in beating mommy beautiful.

Beating Mommy Beautiful Brings in the Tips

When he let me bury my face in the bowl of coke, he fucked my prolapsed ass. It’s his cock sleeve. But I buried my face in that bowl of pink coke and just inhaled until he yanked me by my protruding asshole back in front of the camera. He put a plastic bag with some coke over my head while he punched my entire body. As I struggled to snort the coke in the bag, I felt myself begin to suffocate.

The bag stuck to my face with every inhale. My boy went back to fucking his cock sleeve while I gasped for air. And of course, more chimes rolled in. Eventually, he ripped the bag off my face so I could breathe. As he fed me more coke, he slammed my skinny old body on the floor and tossed me across the room. He made mommy fly.

I bounced off the wall like a rubber ball and fell to the floor where he kicked me. But the torture phone sex had only just begun. He gave me a golden enema. That means he shoved his cock down my pee hole and took a piss. More chimes poured in. His audience loves it when he abuses my 4th hole. I am a 4-hole wonder. I showed off for the camera. They sent more tips looking at my battered and broken body.

My Son’s Audience Tips More the Rougher He Gets with Me

My boy started fucking me again. And I felt like a rag doll bouncing up and down his cock. He pulled his dick out of my pee hole to bend me in half like a pretzel. So, he did that so his audience could see my abused and battered old body. With my legs over my head like that, they could pop out of their sockets easily. But that’s what he wanted. By this time, my cunt lips came down to my knees. And in this pretzel position, he fucked my urethra some more. I could hear the chimes of tips pouring in as my boy destroyed my 4th hole.

Eventually, he covered me in his boy batter. And my busted up face got to snort some coke while he showed off the damage he did to my body. He pumped my throat some more while punching me again. I’m my son’s cash cow and fuck puppet. But I never mind because he gives me the best coke. And it dulls my pain until our next live stream.

Kidnapping Phone Sex Murder is the Best Snuff Fantasy

With a taboo hot time like Kidnapping phone sex I get excited. When I get excited my pussy gets wet. and this wet whore pussy is glistening and open with the thoughts of being violated violently I tend to get hard nipples.

Obviously my body will always ruin my denial of wanting the violent fucking men wish to serve me. Well, really I am here to serve their needs. So when I am encountered in a dark corridor walking home from the club, it serves me right.

Some would like to say that I am setting myself up for these situations of torture and violation. Maybe that is true. After all the subconscious mind is more in control than most realize. My wildest wet dreams are always bloody and violent.

Just last night I was grabbed from the street and pulled into a dark alley. These two guys were relentless in their groping at my tits. Hand over my mouth and switchblade to my neck. My body was squeezed, pinched, slapped, punched and even cut.

Finally after their foreplay of beating the fuck out of me they fucked me. One big dick in my ass making me moan like a whore while the other took my cunt. My fucking whore body pissed them off because I came as their rape fantasy was ruined due to me liking it.

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Suffocation Phone Sex By Great Big Tits is the Way to Go

suffocation phone sexSuffocation phone sex deaths are the way to go with me. I mean if you are going to be smothered, might as well be at the hands of a sexy blonde. I had a little accident over the weekend. This married guy who comes into the strip club always wants me to smother him with my tits. Not kill him, just breath play. However, breath play gets dangerous when folks try to do it on their own.

This married man began offering me good money to come to his house for longer sessions. And a girl can never have too much money. I like Jim. So, I agreed. Great money and a nice guy? Winning combo for a sugar baby. The other night I went over for a session. I did not even bother with a bra since my tits would be in his face. I would smother him until he passed out. Smack his face to revive him. Sort of like snuff sex. And do it all again.

After reviving him several times, he decided he wanted me to sit on his face and smother him. And I did what he wanted. Sat my ass on his face and squeezed his head with my thighs. I sat on him until his body stopped twitching. That was my sign that he passed out. However, this time I could not revive him. I slapped him, even used smelling salts. And when I listened to his chest, I heard no heartbeat.

When It Comes to Breath Play, Accidents Can Happen

 Did he have a heart attack eating my? Or did I smother him one too many times? I killed him either way. And I did not mean too. I panicked. I was in his house. My DNA would be everywhere. Although I am not in the system, you never know what police will find. So, I had to call my old master for a favor. I needed a body removed and the house deep cleaned also to erase my presence. And to steal his outdoor camera or erase the footage that placed me at his place. Jim would just be MIA. No evidence of a struggle, nothing missing.

But Jim will never be found. I planned on just breath play with him. But our session turned into a snuff porn. My old master came through for me. At a price though. Now, I must find him a teen girl to fuck and kill. Although I am sorry that I accidentally killed Jim, at least I got the money up front.