I know Daddy said to bring back the money or his cock but surely, he wouldn’t mind if I had a little fun with it first. And maybe, with a little Sierra loving he would be persuaded to cough up the dough. Regardless, I couldn’t let that massive hard cock go to waste. My pussy was already dripping as such evilness always makes me hot. He was handcuffed to the chair and totally defenseless, making it even hotter. I climbed right on top of him and slid my nice, wet, juicy, bald pussy on top of that massive snake between his legs. I moaned loudly as I took it all in my sweet hole. He still had that ball gag in so his moans were muffled but still clearly audible. I rode that big, throbbing cock up and down, slow and then fast. Bringing him to the edge every time, just to stop completely and tease him. I could see his hands clinch and his body stiffen in anticipation of my next movement. I could see his eyes roll back as my pussy grabbed that hot cock and fucked it hard. Finally, when I could take no more, I rode him nice and hard and fast, feeling his cock grow and my pussy tense before we climaxed together and he left his load deep inside me. I hopped off and cleaned up my sweet twat before turning my attention back to him. I licked his dick clean which caused him to become hard again. Once more I asked for the money. Although he had relaxed since releasing his load, he made not a move. I told him it would be a waste to lose such a fine fucking organ, but still nothing. Growing impatient with his shit, I put the knife to his face once more and said “last chance”. Still nothing. So, I took that big, thick cock right in my hand and cut that thing off. Even with the ball gag I could hear his screams. I gave him a little kiss on the cheek and thanked him for such a great fuck, tossed the dick in a bag and left. Daddy won’t have his money but he will have this marvelous dick.
Category: Accomplice phone sex
Collecting Daddy’s Money concluded
Come Play With Your Death Doll
Hi guys, I want to be the woman you go to when you’re feeling very aggressive. No, I dont mean just some rough sex kind of agressive. What I want is to be your go to girl when it comes to hardcore pain and snuff fantasies. Do you know what has my masochistic pussy dripping with want today? Your death doll is thinking about suffocation phone sex. What better way to show your ultimate control over your victim than to fuck her until she is a lifesless body robbed of the right to air? That’s right, guys, I want you to choke me out. Do you think that you can do that?
Forcing someone to take their last breath isn’t easy. It takes some time to squeeze away the life from someone. You can be balls deep into my quivering cunt while you wrap your hands around my neck and take my hole and my whole entire life. In the beginning it might just seem like a sexy edgy kind of fucking. You will make sure that I know that it’s my last night on earth though, won’t you? Look into my eyes as they fade and dump your cum.
Murder phone sex fantasies
I get so many wild and naughty calls that make my pussy soaked. My favorite are always the murder phone sex fantasies. Nothing turns me on more or gets me more wet than listening as you tell me all of the dark and twisted things you want to do to me. I can’t help but play with my whore holes as I listen to the plans to drag me into a dark alley by my hair and beat the shit out of me. I love every dark detail of how you want to stick your big sharp knife right into my stomach and slice me right open. Use my blood as lube for your massive hard cock to fuck me right in my tight slutty asshole as you reach around and pull my guts out of my gaping stomach gash. Force me on my knees and make me suck your cock clean before I bleed out into the pile of whore trash that I am. Leave me there to die as you go on to find and fuck your next victim.
Bloody Phone sex Womb Excavations
Bloody phone sex of me scrapping out a precious womb of a slut for you. You have become my number one accomplice in seeking out pregnant whores to chop into pieces after a forced birth. You understand my dark side and the more blood the better. My cunt is wet as you have me chain the latest victim down immobile as that brat kicks and wiggles inside her young body. This brat is yours and the slut is your daughter. She is pleading daddy don’t! But You already have that hard cock jacking off over her as I cut her nipples off and shove them down her throat. I am going to gut her like a melon for the prize inside. A fucktoy until death and even after. Or we can have her fucked by fifty men until That slutkin inside slides out like butter on a griddle. It is up to you daddy, as long as that womb is excavated and murder is the end result for your cock to cum for me.
Fantasy Phone Sex Seems Real
Fantasy phone sex calls with a sick bitch make your dark desires seem real. I have some fantasies like killing the Kardashian dip shits, but obviously I don’t act on them. I find this line of work very satisfying because I can work out my anger issues as well as my hatred for society. There is not enough time in the world for me to snuff all the losers and bitches that need to be gone. I do enjoy taking out young cock teases before they grow up to be a Kardashian type. I had a unique opportunity the other night to do just that. A friend of mine wanted me to meet his niece. I hated her at hello. I hate most brats. I have zero maternal instincts. He set me up. He knew I would hate her. He knew I would want to make a snuff porn with her. Normally, I don’t kill anyone I have a connection with like this, but she was worth the risk. My connection is to her uncle not her. No one would even know I had met the brat. My friend would be the suspect. We drugged her and took her to my kill shack. He used me because he wanted to fuck her tiny little slit. He wanted to gut her like a pig. Like most men, too weak to do it themselves. I am not weak. I have no impulse control. Once someone is in my cross hairs, they are dead. She called me Wednesday Addams to mock my Goth queen look. I don’t tolerate disrespect from something so young, so I killed her. I brutalized her. Gutted her like a pig and chopped up her remains and fed then to the coyotes. But not before I let her uncle test out his rape phone sex fantasies.
Bloody Phone Sex Clit Cutting Masturbation
It’s obvious I am a dumb little bimbo masochist that can’t gt enough with having the shit fucked and beat out of me. I live for bloody phone sex calls, especially ones when I get to get off as well. I love sitting here with my maxi pads and razor blades. I love the really thin ones that are for the men razors. They are easy to carry with me even. I get coked up and all worked up at the club and get so fucking horny I hide in a stall, cot out a line, I rub a little on my clit and position a menstrual pad in my little panties. I do my line and as I savor the drip in the back of my throat, kinda like savoring that cum load exploding in my mouth I rub my clit a little I lick the compact mirror and wipe it and set it on that pad in my panties. I get a good look at my clit and I just slide that blade in a quick little nick and watch it bleed. I taste my blood on the mirror licking it up. I pull my panties in place and wipe and streams of blood up from my leg. This is how I get off when I can’t be getting beat and fucked by a sadistic phone sex Master.
I killed that little bitch
His name was Francis, he was a weak little man that had no idea I was going to kill him. He was excited to be in one of my movies, he wanted to be a star… and he was going to be the star… the star of my latest snuff movie. He was so so happy when I led him out to the stage but when he saw no one else but me there with ropes in my hands he was a little confused. He protested when I tied him up but what the fuck was he going to do about it? He was a weak little bitch it’s not like he could fight me. Once he was restrained I beat him slowly and mercilessly until he was a bloody mess begging for death. Little bitch boy cried the whole time too guess that’s what little faggots do huh? Should have known he would be a little bitch with a name like Francis.
Torture phone sex
I was serving tables after work, wearing the slutty uniform and dealing with the regular getting hit on type of thing. Then this one guy dumped his drink on me, urging me to take off my now wet clothes. I’d had enough and slapped him across his face and sealing my fate for the evening. It was just us 5 and I knew I had fucked up the minute I slapped him, because he was returning the blow and ripping my shirt off all at the same time. I tried to fight them, I really did! But there were so many of them and they were really so strong! There was nothing I could do, as they all ripped at me, grabbing and groping and even feeling my insides with their fingers already. I knew it was going to be a long night of being treated and fucked like a worthless whore. I should really learn to keep my big mouth shut, and filled with cock instead of trying to get sassy. I am a stupid whore, aren’t I?
Collecting Daddy’s Money
Daddy doesn’t like it when people are slow to pay him for his services. So, he will often give them a few warnings before resorting to strong arming them. They are expecting this and try their best to avoid him, so he sends me in as a type of distraction. He had learned that the club was having a patching party and needed some girls for entertainment. He volunteered me and sent me in with clear instructions to make sure I came back with the money or the guys dick. He didn’t care which one. I love motorcycle men. They are hot and so so bad. I packed my bag and off I went. I put on some fishnets, vinyl, chains and lots and lots of jewelry. And of course, I had already had a body wax, so my pussy and tight little shit hole were nice and smooth. I joined the other girls, dancing around on the bikes, poles and giving lap dances. I then saw their president and danced my way over to him, convincing him to take it to a private room. He was enamored and caught off guard but quickly agreed. I closed and locked the door behind us, sat him in a chair and gave him a lap dance. I bent down to give him a look at my sweet holes and grabbed the handcuffs that I had previously put under the chair. I slapped them on his arms and attached them to the chair. I then swiftly attached a ball gag to his mouth and got down to business. I let him know that I had come to collect what was owed to daddy and I would either leave with the money or his body parts. He squirmed trying to get out but once I pulled out the knife from under the chair he calmed. I asked if he had the money and he stared at me, no response. So, I took the knife and put it against his cheek, slightly going into the skin causing blood to trickle down. He winced but still stared blankly. I removed his vest and started to unbuckle his pants. And can you believe it the fuckers dick was rock hard. I took my knife and ripped apart his boxers and there was the biggest, thickest cock I had ever seen. Hmmmm I think cutting it off can wait. I am going to have a little fun with it first………………. to be continued
Danse Macabre
You said that you’d never be happy until you had taken everything from me. I didn’t really believe you though. As I lie on the bed gurgling up red spray onto my sweaty skin I can see it in your eyes that you meant every macabre word. I suppose that you hadn’t planned to become the kind of man that would cross such a line, did you? Now looking down at me knowing that you’ll have me entirely anyway that you want you’re prepared to have sex with dead bodies. You’re alright with one dead body being fucked by you anyway, right?
You smirk while the knowledge of your plan spreads through my mind like a virus. You plan to take me apart and defile me once I’m gone, don’t you? I know that you like control, I just didn’t realize how far it spread. I won’t feel the pain you intend to inflict. I won’t feel your vile sexual wrath being unleashed on me. I’ll watch you with dead motionless approving eyes. I’ll die knowing that this might not be the only time that you make use of my lifeless corpse for your ultimate and final domination over me.
















