Category: Accomplice phone sex

Accomplice play, destroying perfect little families

Accomplice phone sex

You’re a sick fuck always on the prowl for that picture perfect princess from a perfect family full of love. Your so full of rage and anger that even seeing them in public will send you into a full on fit. You hate anything happy and torture holds the key to your pleasure. I’ve become so used to it that I enjoy every minute. You had your eyes on a house, a mom and dad and their little ones. You had one thing in mind and that was to destroy and rip them apart, traumatizing them for the rest of their lives. That shit turns me the fuck on too boo and I’m here as your submissive slave to be your accomplice, ready to tie some bitches up for you. Your only hope is destruction and I’m forced to follow every rule. Willing to do anything you say so you can ravage me too.

Your an evil fuck addicted to blood soaked cum

You love your mommy’s so you chain her up. Forcing me to hold her down while you tie up daddy and gather the family. Demented and dark, you wanted to make sure the little one’s were gonna watch. A nasty bastard indeed as you rip her panties right off. She screaming and crying yelling “please no no” as you slap her silly. “Hold her harder and spit in her mouth cunt” you tell me. I pull her hair and fill her cheeks with drool as your balls deep, packing her insides. Oozing bloody cum running down her legs as she whimpers. Fearful eyes looking at her little ones. “Awww mommy, don’t worry, I’ll babysit”. I assure her. I’m a nasty submissive slave but also an incestual teacher.

Dark fantasy fucking fun

Bloody phone sex

Ravaging a pretty family has never been so fun without a sick fuck master like you. Fill this worthless mommy’s cunt up with your dirty jizz and make sure her little one’s get a taste. You grab a hold of her droopy lactating mommy tits, giving them a squeeze so you can sip her milk. Poor daddy has to watch, your an ass with that knife. You keep your little accomplice close while you finish this bloody family packed job. Nutting all over mom’s face after you’ve taken your rape fantasies out on her cut up gaping cunt.

I get moist listening to her offspring cry as I’ve got them chained up, forcing them to suck my tasty titty’s instead. Everyone get’s to watch master breed. I’m just your sick submissive tortured slave following your every command. Hoping you won’t destroy me again. I get off on the fear just like you..

Snuff Movies With Daddy

Snuff moviesSnuff movies make my foster daddy get really horny and aggressive, last night we watched a hardcore snuff flick, and he got so fucking worked up, we did something really bad together. We hurt my little sister. 

Daddy was fucking her little, tiny cunt with bid fat dildos, ripping her little pussy, I helped him do it, holding her little butt cheeks open as he thrust those huge cocks inside her tight hole, my pussy got super wet as I watched. 

What really made me want to explode was when Daddy let my shove big butt plugs up her shitter, she cried and squirmed, that only made me hit her in the face to shut her up, I love when Daddy lets me abuse her small frame. 

We really bond when we molest and torture the younger girls together, I used to feel guilty when I beat the little ones. That was short lived, no one felt bad when they abused me. 

Now I enjoy violating the little bitches, pulling their pig tails and stretching those tint splits, getting them all ready for Daddy, sometimes I climax when I strangle them as daddy fucks them. 

My all-time favorite is when Daddy lets me hold their lil teeny pussy lips open for him, he stuffs big dildos and butt plugs inside them, and calls me his good lil helper, sometimes he will reward me and let me cum on his big cock, I look forward to that now, I used to hate it but I just love to cum on Daddy’s fat dick now. 

 

Accomplice Phone Sex Slut Rena Searching For Tight Holes

Accomplice phone sexSometimes, Accomplice Phone Sex Scenarios fall into my lap. I was out on the town, looking for some fresh meat to bring home when my eyes landed on her. She was young and innocent-looking but had this naughty glint in her eye that told me she’d be up for anything. Her tight little body begging to be taken advantage of by a dominant man like myself. So, without hesitation, I approached her at the bar and started chatting her up – buying drinks until we both got nice and tipsy together! Once we left arm in arm it wasn’t long before things escalated quickly; within minutes she found herself bound with rope back at my place asleep from all those delicious cocktails earlier…but not enough so that they wouldn’t wake up once their new owner arrived home later tonight!

I watched eagerly as he walked through our doorway unaware of what awaited him inside his bedroom – his beautiful slut tied securely onto their bedposts ready & waiting just how you ordered themlegs spread wide open inviting us into those sweet teenage holes untouched yet aching desperately underneath layers upon layers clothing hiding nothing beneath its folds.

As he approached the bed, his eyes widened in surprise at what he saw. But instead of being angry or upset, there was a twisted grin spreading across his face as he realized this was exactly what they had been looking for all along – their own personal fucktoy! He undressed slowly but surely before climbing onto the bed between her legs and taking hold of both cocks simultaneously; one in each hand massaging them gently until they were rock hard with anticipation. Then without warning, he plunged himself deep into her tight little pussy while simultaneously shoving that massive tranny dick down her throat till it hit bottom – filling every hole she possessed up completely!

Her cries echoed through our home filled with pleasure mixed pain from having two men inside such intimate places at once…but neither could resist any longer now that reality has set upon usall three lost within lustful bliss together underneath sheets covered sweat tears joyous moans escaping mouths never wanting moment ends

Blasphemy Phone Sex Whore Cora Loves Getting Sinful!

Blasphemy Phone Sex

As a Blasphemy Phone Sex Whore, I love to get dressed up like a nun and get fucked raw.

I love being as sinful as possible. I just want Jesus to hate me!

Being a dirty, nasty slut, spreading my cheeks in the back of a church while everyone is singing their songs.

They won’t be the only ones yelling “Oh God Yes!”

You can hang me from the cross, too!

Tie me down on the cross and let me hang while you fuck me.

Hold a knife to my throat while you face fuck me.

Let me gag and choke in front of the Lord!

I would let you do whatever you want to my lifeless body! 

Let’s get sent to hell for all the nasty, dirty shit we do!  

Blasphemy Phone Sex

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Accomplice Phone Sex Turns Men into P Lovers Quickly

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex I find thrilling. Mainly because they focus on somebody else and not me. Of course, I help men, but I no longer take the brunt of the abuse. When I bought my freedom, one young girl at a time for my former master, I never thought I would end up as a professional accomplice. I told myself back then I just did it for my freedom. And this constituted a fight for survival. But honestly, I like it. Not sure if I always liked it. But at some point, I came to enjoy kidnapping young sweet girls for dirty men like you.

Friday night, I helped Charlie out. For decades, he fantasized about fucking some super young girl who would feel incredibly tight on his dick. However, Charlie lacked the balls to do it himself. And since he has the means to hire somebody, he hired me. And I understood the assignment. Bring him a cute young, untouched schoolgirl. And schoolgirls seem more challenging to lure away than teenage girls. But I can handle it. I possess many tricks in my bag.

If Charlie wanted to make a teen rape porn, I would find him the perfect star. One of my many skills involves patience. I can look around until I find the perfect specimen for my client and that’s what I did. For days I watched people at the park until yesterday, I finally found a young little blonde girl, cute too, playing by herself. Her handler seemed incredibly distracted by a cute boy. I needed to drug this one just because she might be too young to buy any of my bogus stories.

Being  The Accomplice is More Fun than Being the Victim

So, I used chloroform on her and stuffed her tiny body into my big stroller and walked right out of the park with her. Then I stuck her in my trunk and drove over to Charlie’s lake house. Nice home. Off-season though so I didn’t see too many people there. And that’s likely why Charlie picked this location. He seemed very happy with the little girl I kidnapped for him. I knew he wanted to fuck her. So, I ripped her clothes off and got behind the camera. And when I said action, Charlie pulled his cock out. And it looked ready for a tight hole.

She started to wake up, so I drugged her again. I couldn’t have her screaming bloody murder. Nor did I want her to identify us. We did not plan on killing this one. Just exploring Charlie’s rape phone sex fantasies with her tiny little body and her tight little holes. She never experienced a lucid moment during the fucking. Just a few intelligible words and some moans while my client rag doll fucked the little bitch. Clearly a virgin because she bled like a stuck pig.

My client didn’t last long. It took me longer to kidnap a girl than it did for him to fuck her. I disposed of her body somewhere she would be found. She won’t remember what we did to her. However, my client will never forget what he did to that little girl. I gave him a taste for what it feels like to be a real P man. And he loved it so much he wants to do it again next week. Well, I will help him if he pays me. I take anybody down that rabbit hole of sweet young pussy for the right price.

Gothic Phone Sex Will Rip You of Your Man Hood

I am Morticia, the Gothic phone sex sadist who thrives on stripping men of their fragile masculinity. Until nothing remains but whimpering, broken boys begging for my mercy.
My latest victim arrives trembling, already half-erect from the shame of what he craves. I force him to his knees and make him recite his inadequacies while I circle him like a vulture.
“Say it louder, worm. Tell me how small your pathetic cock is.
Admit no woman has ever come from it.” His voice cracks as he obeys. The worm is a loser and I laugh—cold, cruel, echoing through the candlelit chamber.
Next, I bind his wrists behind his back with black silk cords. And they are tight enough to bruise. Then yanking his pants down, I expose that laughable little thing.
The dark fantasies start when the blood begins to pour. 
Now my gloved hand wraps around it—not to pleasure, but to squeeze until he gasps.
“This? This is what you thought could satisfy anyone?” I mock, flicking the tip with a sharp nail. He winces; I smile wider.
Next I strap the thickest, blackest dildo to my hips—the one far larger than he could ever dream of being. First, I make him suck it, choking him until tears streak his face.
“Look at you, pretending to be a man while you gag on cock like the eager slut you truly are.” 
When he’s sufficiently humiliated, I bend him over the velvet chaise and take him. Starting slow at first, then merciless, pounding until he sobs.

Pathetic Men Surrender to Gothic Phone Sex Sadistic Morticia

He’s so pathetic his own useless erection leaks helplessly onto the floor. Then I ask if he thinks his balls are empty enough now? Before he can answer I squeeze them hard. “Oh, loser I think they are,” as I run my scalpel along his little dick to his ball sack. With a trickle of blood making its way out. 
Now I whisper how worthless he is, how every thrust reminds him he’ll never measure up. When he finally spills—pathetic spurts onto my boot—I make him lick it clean. With his tongue dragging across the leather while I stroke his hair like a pet.
I live for this destruction. Every man who kneels before me, if lucky to leave on his own, will forever be marked by me.
It’s the truth I carve into his soul: he was never man enough. And he will crawl back, aching for more emasculation, because nothing feels as intoxicating as my disdain
Gothic Phone Sex

Snuff Phone Sex in the Snow is Entertainment for Me in a Blizzard

snuff phone sexThis snuff phone sex bitch found herself snowed in at her kill shack over the weekend. I went up to kill a sexual predator that I kidnapped. So at least I did not get snowed in alone. I brought somebody to play with me. And this man deserved to die. He prayed on my fellow Goth girls. Not all Goth girls seem as dominant and evil as me. But am I as evil as people think? I mean, I do take out the trash on a regular basis.

So incel type men likely view me as the devil incarnate. But many women view me as a hero. I drugged this guy Saturday night and brought him to my kill shack. It started snowing on the drive, but I didn’t want to take him home. I wanted to feed the coyotes and the bears. In this brutal winter I’m sure they struggle to find food. People think bears hibernate all winter and although they do find a place to hide, they still go out looking for food. And nature wins as the best accomplice for me.

Since I got snowed in, I found time for cock and ball torture sex. I mutilated this man’s junk. Originally, I planned on letting him live without his balls. At least that way he would never pray on another woman again. However, I wanted to feed the wilderness too. With enough blood loss in this extreme cold, he didn’t need to be completely dead when I tossed him out in my yard. He would lack the strength to get far in the middle of nowhere. The bears would smell his blood and attack.

If I Get Snowed In, I Want a Companion to Torture for Entertainment

So, I carved him up. Mutilated his cock by putting my knife in his pee hole and sliding it all the way down. I turned his dick into potato skins essentially. He cried like a bitch too. I gave him deep enough cuts, avoiding the arteries, so he would slowly bleed out. And by Monday, I hauled his ass out back and left him in the snow. And then I watched and waited with binoculars. Sort of like a macabre game. Would he survive? Doubtful. But at least I gave him a chance.

I watched him try to crawl in the snow. He left a blood trail. But he didn’t get far before I watched wolves tear him apart. Four hungry wolves, each grabbed a limb and pulled until just a torso laid dead in the snow. Each wolf got a limb. However, they left the rest of him. And about an hour or so later, I watched a bear finish him off. I assume he died from the blood loss after the wolves severed his limbs. But I like to think perhaps he still had a heartbeat as the bear devoured every ounce of him.

The sadistic phone sex bitch knows how to have fun in a blizzard. At least while snowbound, I entertained myself and fed the wildlife. All the while saving future women. Not all heroes wear capes.

Rena Takes On Strangulation Phone Sex With New Man

Strangulation Phone Sex Can Turn Anyone on and the new guy in my life loves it. strangulation phone sexMy new man  and I had been flirting all night at the party. He was always so rough and dominant, which turned me on immensely. As we found ourselves alone in a dark corner of the room, he pinned me against the wall, his hands gripping my hips tightly. His breathing was heavy as he leaned in close to my ear and whispered, “Do you like it when I’m rough?”

I couldn’t help but moan softly in response. “Yes… please.”

He smirked before slamming his lips down onto mine roughly, taking control of the kiss. One of his hands slipped up under my shirt, tracing circles around my bare stomach while the other hand snaked its way up to my neck. He started lightly squeezing just below my jawline as we continued making out passionately. It sent shivers down my spine but also made me even more aroused by how dominating he was being with me.

As our tongues danced together inside each other’s mouths, Jim slowly increased pressure on both sides of my throat – almost like he was strangling me slightly but not quite enough for it to be dangerous or scary… yet still incredibly erotic at this point because let’s face it: there is something about having someone’s hands around your neck that gets some people going (like myself)… especially when mixed with pleasure such as kissing someone passionately!

Evil phone sex snuff princess

evil phone sex

My sick desires go much deeper than my evil phone sex calls.

I’m even more fucked up in real life!

Do you think the whores on these sites do this for fun?

You’ve stumbled into a treasure trove of brutal, blood thirsty bitches.

Guys always tell me how sweet and innocent I look.

That’s all part of the act.

You’d be surprised how twisted and depraved even the most average looking person can be.

What goes on behind closed doors will truly terrify you, unless you’re evil like me.

I’ve been an accomplice more times than I can try to count.

Raised by my Daddy and trained to be his obedient servant slut.

I have a strong stomach, a tight cunt and zero conscience.

Daddy says that’s what makes me the perfect assistant to help carry out his sick acts.

To tell the truth, everything about torture and snuff makes my pussy drip!

Daddy force fucks his victims and ripping and destroying their holes as much as he can.

Then I take over.

I don’t hesitate to grab Daddy’s knife and sink the blade into the chest of his victims while he pounds my cunt.

In fact, hearing our victims cry, scream and beg for their lives makes us both even more excited.

Being Daddy’s little clean up slut means more than just sucking blood and cum from his cock after a snuff session.

I’ve always been in charge of disposal too.

That’s the main reason why me and daddy rip, slice and hack them up into such little pieces.

We don’t play nice.

We destroy holes and take souls.

You can accept my help as your accomplice whore and find us something to play with.

 Or you’ll fall victim to my fucked up fantasies like so many other already have.

Strangulation Phone Sex is The Ultimate Harbinger of Demise

I’m Geneva, and Strangulation Phone Sex is only part of killing me.  Just a sexy doll come to life. With long blonde waves, perky DDs spilling out of tiny pink tops, and a tiny waist. But it’s this ass so round and firm it begs to be wrecked.
First off, I love playing the ultimate fantasy fuck toy. Especially when phone sex turns deadly hot. Last night, a caller gripped me with his darkest craving: strangulation phone sex as the ultimate harbinger of demise.
When I answered, he started right off, “I want to choke you while I destroy that perfect ass, Geneva,” is a firm whisper. As this made me wet, I purred back, slipping into the fantasy, my voice breathy and teasing.

Strangulation Phone Sex Isn’t Just a Kink, It’s and End

He pins me face-down on silk sheets, my perfect body arched, ass high and inviting. Then his thick cock presses against my tight hole. With no lube, just raw force as he thrusts in deep.
And I gasp, feeling every inch stretch me, burn me, own me. Now his hands wrap around my slender throat. With his fingers digging in, squeezing tighter with each brutal pump into my ass.
All I can do is claw at the sheets, moaning how it hurts so good, how I’m his helpless doll breaking under him. Next, he fucks harder, slamming balls-deep, choking me until stars explode behind my eyes.
Now breathless, vision blurring—that edge of demise makes my ass clench around him. But I need more, “Tighter,” I beg, voice hoarse. Of course, he obliges, cutting off my air completely as he pounds relentlessly, my body shaking on the brink.
Strangulation Phone Sex
Just as black spots dance, he releases. Finally, his hot cum floods my ass while I shatter in the most intense orgasm. Really teetering on death’s door.
It’s true, Strangulation phone sex isn’t just a kink. In fact, it’s the ultimate rush, the harbinger of sweet, filthy demise.
Who wants to choke this perfect slut next? Call me—I’m already wet thinking about it.