Category: Accomplice phone sex

Torture sex

Toture sex

I’m so addicted to having the roughest torture sex, and even love watching it! A few nights ago, I decided to go rougher part of town by some bars. I knew the men down liked to get rough and I was hoping to get my little cunt taken and tortured. Lucky for me it didn’t take long all I had to do was wear a slutty outfit and walk back and forth and then making eye contact with different guys. Eventually they caught onto my little game, and I had multiple men following me. My horny fucking slut holes were throbbing and so we just anticipating what was going to happen.

The footsteps got closer and closer, I felt someone grab my hair and pull me to an ally. Another set of hand came up behind me and held me there. A cloth was put over my nose and things started to get foggy, maybe I fell asleep. I woke up on a bed in a hotel no idea where I was, and a bunch guy surrounding me. My wrists had been tied to the bed post, and my legs were tied up by hand leaving my dripping pussy and ass out and exposed. All my clothes were off nowhere to be seen. Trying sit up I was slapped back down onto the bed.

They told me I’m not going anywhere and that they are going to have fun torturing my petite body. This is the whole reason I even went out hoping for this exact thing to happen I started smiling and they looked at me a little confused at first but got even more aroused that I so turned on. I hear someone get a bunch of things out of a box; I knew my little fuck holes were going to punished hard as fuck.

A cold metal whip rubs across my torso and go up and comes down hard on my stomach leaving a red line across. Another smack of the metal whip this time hitting my cute little cunt leaving it red and making me even squirm at the sting it left. They were enjoying watching my pathetic little squirms, I even seen some start stroking their dicks at the site of my struggle. Over and over my cunt was getting whipped hard making it really red with marks all over it.

Starting to get closer to me they all take turns spitting all over me. Covering my face and pussy and ass with spit spitting in my slutty mouth making me swallow it. A hard fucking slap goes right across my face with another one following after. I felt a rock-hard dick slap onto my face, and I opened up my cocking mouth and felt the dick hit the back of my throat. My nipples being pinched hard and being twisted. Another cock slaps onto my pussy, and ram right inside. Choking hard on dick gagging spit all over me and more dripping out of my mouth. My pussy was being fucked so hard, and I could tell they were taking turns filling up my little whore holes. This is what my cunt was waiting for to be punished and thrown around. I love being a little gangbang whore.

 

Mutilation Phone Sex with a Partner Spices Up Any Castration

mutilation phone sexMutilation phone sex turns me on. Especially if I am mutilating your junk. Sometimes, I take a woman under my wing to teach her how to remove your worthless balls too. Jenny needed someplace to direct her anger. As a recent sexual assault victim, she might get herself killed if she had not met me. She went around to the rough bars in town looking for this biker dude who drugged her and invited his friends to gang bang her. She thinks it was an initiation into a biker club.

But I happen to be inside one of those rough biker bars looking for someone myself. A serial predator of Goth girls. And I saw her drunk, angry and asking way too many questions in a place like that. I had to intervene. She did not have her brain turned on.

So, I took her under my wing. In fact, I thought we might be looking for the same guy. The world needs more women like me who are not afraid to get justice and revenge. And women who are not afraid of castration phone sex either. Too many men running around in this world thinking somehow women owe them. I don’t owe anybody anything. And I made Jenny understand that while we searched for the perpetrators of her assault, we could find surrogates to practice on.castration phone sex

We did find one biker admitted to participating in the gangbang initiation. However, we wanted the ringleader. But we knew he would help with the right incentive. And as it turns out having razor sharp scissors pressed up against the base of your cock provides wonderful incentive to rat your friends out. Plus, this provided Jenny with good experience. The guy deserved to have his junk removed too.

Sometimes, I Take a Young Girl Under My Wing and Teach Her How to Castrate Men Too

So, I tied him up, spread his legs, and put a castration band at the base of his balls to restrict the blood flow and control the mess. And I told her there’s no wrong way to castrate a man. If you remove the balls, you’ve done your job. Although I have probably castrated 1000 men in my life, I don’t think I’ve ever done it the same way twice. I told her she could use a variety of knives, or scissors or even her teeth to tear the balls off. If she removes the balls, it’s a successful castration. I also encouraged her to add a little torture sex to his cock too.

When you castrate somebody, you want to leave them with a constant reminder of their crime. I had her carve her name into his cock. And I know he’s not going to go to the cops. He’d be arrested for his own crimes that led to this. He deserved to be castrated. We got the names of the other people involved. We let this little no ball wonder live so he can warn his biker friends that we plan to take their balls and maybe their cocks too. I want Jenny to have a revenge collection of balls so she will always feel vindicated.

Bad Babysitter Phone Sex Lets You Fuck the Neighbor Girl

babysitter phone sexI love being a member of the bad babysitter phone sex club. At this point, I feel like I should get some sort of participation plaque for helping so many men fuck some young thing who I babysat. I have quite a good thing going. I’ve become the master of disguise with over 40 fake IDs. And different looks to keep me off the radar too.

Some parents might not even realize what happened to their little darling while in my care anyway. I do a good job of cleanup. But some of these little bitches and bastards will complain about sore holes the next day. And that’s why I never babysit using the same name twice. Most recently, one little girl had to disappear. So now, I must hang up the babysitter hat for about a month or so till things die down. But the money this guy paid me for clean-up made the risk worth it. But I love being the accomplice too.

Let me tell you what happened. Mark, not his real name to protect the guilty, hired me to babysit the neighbor girl. Now I did have to get hired first, but Mark gave me all the information I would need to make myself a desirable candidate to that little girl’s parents. And they hired me. Well, they hired Marie, one of my aliases.

As the Accomplice, I Take the Risks for You

Once the parents left the house, he would come over and fuck the little girl. Now I thought he just wanted to explore his rape phone sex fantasies for the schoolgirl. He didn’t say anything about snuff. But I think his dick and his mind were not on the same page. His dick wanted to keep enjoying that tight little pussy. However, his mind told him she’d be able to identify him even drugged.

I threw out a number thinking that would deter him from killing her because I would have to disappear for a while too. But he agreed. He didn’t strike me as the type that had snuff kind of money. Not sure what else he’s doing on a teacher salary, but he paid me an extra hundred thousand dollars to dispose of her body once he choked her out. Maybe his wife has the money. Who knows; I didn’t care. He killed her. And I took his money to dispose of her body.

I carried her lifeless little body to my car, avoiding the security cameras. And I drove her way out to the lake and weighed her body down so she would sink. She is fish food now. And I just disappeared with the body and all the sheets that would have her DNA on it. And more importantly, my client’s DNA on it too.

I’m a good accomplice phone sex partner. I take all the risks so you can have all the fun. Who knew a teacher had that kind of money or that he’d be willing to pay it just to fuck the neighbor girl. But I don’t look a gift horse in the mouth. His money spends just like any rich pervert’s money does.

Rena Becomes Your Favorite Accomplice Phone Sex Whore

Accomplice phone sexI enjoyed being your accomplice phone sex slut so much my cunt hurt as much as we hurt that young ones we took to play with.  This time,  the victim was not me but rather the little whore we decided to throw in the van and bring back to your place.

She was young and innocent, her body trembling with fear beneath the harsh glare of the light. We decided to make a video of our fun with her young little holes. As you led her to the makeshift stage in the warehouse, I knew what was about to happen. My heart raced in anticipation for both their pleasure and mine.  I could see your cock throbbing through your pants.

I approached you from behind, my hands sliding up under your jacket to caress your hardened cock through his pants. “You know,” I whispered into your ear, “she looks like she could use some warming up before we get started.” You turned towards me with a predatory grin that sent shivers down my spine. “That’s why you are here, you get me so fucking hard for this young pussy.”

He pushed my face in between the  the terrified girls cunt.  I fingered her tight holes to loosen them up for you. Boy did I ever. Kissing along her inner thighs softly at first then more roughly as if marking territory while rubbing myself against those delicious folds soaked with arousal juices from earlier stimulation.  I plunged two fingers deep inside causing an audible gasp escape from between those duct taped lips signaling how ready she was for your cock.

With one swift move, I knelt between her legs and spread them wide open revealing her tight little cunt open towards your cock and grabbed you by the shaft, her holes were now ready…

Evil phone sex with Stephanie the snuff loving slut

evil phone sex

 

I know that Daddy is pounding his fat dick right now and getting ready for the most twisted and evil phone sex ever. He’s just as fucked in the head as I am and the gory details of my mutilation fantasies make his cock twitch and throb. We do this all the time and it’s always just as hot as the first time. Whatcha wanna talk about tonight Daddy? How about we torture that stupid ex slut of yours and her little sister again? My pussy is getting all wet just thinking about her screaming and pleading for her life. I want to hand your ex whore a knife and make her be the one that rips into her innocent, little sister and starts pulling her guts out. I’ll be whipping her with a chain, shredding her skin every time she hesitates to stab, slice and cut into the little bitch. She’s going to be the one that cuts her little sister’s head off and holds it while you drill your evil dick into it. While she’s crying like a dumb bitch and being forced to saw away at her sister’s throat, I’ll be in her ear reminding her that she’s next. Blow your load in her sister’s skull while I hold this bitch by the hair and start slicing her throat and taking her head off too. You already know how wet and hot my pussy is right now Daddy. I’m finger fucking my horny slut cunt and getting ready to talk about how we’re both going to hell for being so twisted and evil!

Blasphemy Sex: It’s Beautiful Evil Reduced to Filth

Blasphemy sex is exciting filthy pleasure. It’s that innate need to just fucking damn the Church and become a whore fucking all religious artifacts.

First it’s the god damned crucifix dildo to sodomize my ass since Sodomy is a sin. Then to masturbate my cunt while pouring vials of Holy water over my naked sinful body. For the body of Christ should then enter me. And those Blessed wafers representing his flesh I must devour. Like a filthy cannibalistic whore I will scream and eat his flesh!

For the blood of Christ is wine I shall become drunken into a stupor. Then I will invite the congregation in and allow the men to sodomize my whore ass.

And the little girls and boys of the congregation will line up for Jesus and get their mother fucking god damned asses penetrated like an orgy during Pizza gate lets fuck in the Church and sin under the eyes of the Lord and perverted christened GOD.

Blasphemy sex

Rape phone sex fantasies

 

Rape phone sex fantasies

Damn, I can’t even explain how much I love rape phone sex fantasies. Especially after being used like a worthless fuck toy. Struggling to move and get away but still wanting them to use all my tight slutty fuck holes. The rape fantasies just make me wet fucking cunt just throb so much. It’s always on my mind, whenever I leave the house, I’m always hoping one or multiple men just come and ravage me and take my pathetic little holes. This weekend I was absolutely taken abused, I loved them tying me up, choking me and shoving the hard fat cocks down my fucking throat. Holding my nose so I couldn’t breathe making me squirm and struggling yet not going anywhere no matter much I squirmed. They would let me gasp for air, just to shove another big hard dick down my throat again. Making all my holes their cock sleeves that they use and use till they feel satisfied. I mean that’s all my slutty hole is good for anyways. I was meant to have torture sex where I can barely move and be spanked with different objects so that it leaves marks on my ass and tits. Bondage where everything is exposed and ready to spit on and have cum smeared all over. Getting my face slapped so hard it bruised, and all my clothes so ripped that I can’t even put them back on. And that’s exactly what they did, ripped my outfit to pieces and used it to wipe there sweat from violating my fuck holes. I had to walk home naked and risk getting my holes used again by any horny man that walks by that wants to take what he wants. Marks everywhere and not a single bit of regret, just wanting more and more.  I will always be such a fucking whore for any, and all nasty kinky fantasies, my filthy fuck holes can’t resist it. 

 

Knife Play Phone Sex Never Catches Me Off Guard

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex brings me joy. I am never without a knife. Usually, I have a few knives strapped to my body. If you cannot tell, I’m a sharp objects fan. I never use a gun. Why? Simple. A knife requires more skill and more precision. Plus, it makes the torture linger. What fun is a quick death?

If you cannot tell, I am a sadist. I talked to a guy last night who wanted to know the real me. Not the persona. But for me, that’s hard to differentiate because I’m not a normal girl. I don’t sit around and do things like paint my nails, go to clubs or pick up random men to fuck. I like horror films, snuff films and mutilating men’s junk. But I also like kidnapping and torturing young girls and women too. I am an equal opportunity sadist.

Last night, all I wanted to do was enjoy some absinthe at the bar and listen to some sisters Of Mercy. And it appeared to be going splendidly until some cunt walked into the bar like she owned it. She did not appear to be a goth girl either. So, no way a vanilla girl could own that bar. She came in bitchy as fuck. And started getting rude with everyone.

I couldn’t let that shit slide on my watch. I can literally get away with murder in that bar and nobody says a word to me. That’s because I take care of the riff raft. And I take care of the cunts and bastards they try to prey on a Goth girls. What you might not know about Goth folks is that we take care of each other. We have each other‘s back.

No Karens Allowed. We Fuck Up Cunts in a Goth Bar

So that fucking Karen walked into her own private hell. And she became a snuff porn star instantly. I tripped her as she was running towards the back yelling at us all. I hopped off my ball stool, grabbed her by her high ponytail, slammed her head into the bar until her nose bled. No one called the police.

 In fact, they cheered me on. While the bitch laid on the ground bleeding, trying to get her bearings, I kicked her in the cunt. I took my spiked heel, jammed it into the palm of her hand. Pulled out my knife strapped to my inner thigh and removed a few fingers.

I invited my fellow Goth patrons to trample and kick her too. This bitch did not survive the night. Because she walked into the wrong bar. She had the wrong attitude. And we are all tired of perfect looking Barbie dolls making our lives hell. So, this felt long overdue attribution. Maybe not her specifically but girls just like her.

We completely mutilated the bitch. Turned her body into a pile of flesh. blood and sinew. We don’t wear sensible shoes in a Goth bar. We wear spiked heels and spiked boots and steel-toed shoes. So, we fucked this bitch up with our feet and my knife. We spit on her. Humiliated her. Stabbed her. And completely shredded her into little pieces. Then we fed her remains to the stray cats in the alley.

Snuff sex gives us a cathartic release. So never feel bad about wanting to kill some bitch or bastard. The world is filled with way too many of them anyway. The way I look at it, this is natural selection. Survival of the fittest. Weak bitches never survive around a group of sadistic bitches.

My Boyfriend made me his Accomplice in Killer Phone Sex

Killer Phone Sex

Killer phone sex was what Ethan craved.(Dont miss out on part 1 click Here) He Licked her tear and blood streaked cheek. I have to admit, I got wet. Ivy Lay on the table, sprawled and scared.

I began ripping her skirt off, and her panties. She whimpered as the duct tape muffled her cries. Her eyes pleaded with me, but I knew Ethan was going to make me hurt her.

“Cut her, Faith , make her look pretty”

Taking the knife from him, I sliced into her upper thigh. The blood rushed, and I ran my fingers through it. It was warm and made her skin slick. “More Faith, cut her more” Ethan demanded as he rubbed his cock through his pants. He was getting turned on, I could tell by the tone of his voice.

I climbed up on the table. Kneeling beside Ivy I began Pushing the sharp blade into the flesh above her left titty, and I carved a long laceration in the shape of a V from one side of her tits to the other. She cried, screamed and struggled against the duct tape.

My pussy gushed juicy pussy cream into my panties

Her fat pussy lips kept my gaze. I wanted to see them wet. Moving the blade to her thigh, I pressed deep and pulled it across her skin. Blood dripped and gushed within seconds. I ran my bare fingers through it, again. This time smearing it over onto her pussy, I rubbed it into her scared kitty like lotion.

Her cries softened.

Her body began to betray her as the blood and pussy juice mixed

She whimpered as I finger fucked her with her own blood. Looking up at Ethan, he was stroking his cock and telling Ivy that stupid fucking cunts win stupid prizes. “More” He encouraged me. I stuck the blade into her side and she let out a muffled scream.

“Make the hole bigger Faith, I wanna fuck it”

I twisted the blade inside her and blood poured our of her, she bled like a stuck fucking hog.

Ethan came to the side of the table, and stuck his cock in the bloody hole, fucking it. It gushed more and more with each thrust. He kissed me hard, our psychotic passion ignited. My fingers darted in and out of Ivy’s pussy. Her blood made the perfect lube. The least i could do for her was make her cum. My fingers pumped with Ethan’s rhythm.

“Cum baby, Cum in her bloody fucking hole” I urged

The light in her eyes was fading..

I craved making Ethan Happy

 

 

Accomplice Phone Sex Slut Grooms Conquest For Boyfriends Killer Fantasies Pt 1

Accomplice Phone Sex I became Friends with her, just for him to make me his accomplice, in some fucked Accomplice phone sex rape fantasy that he wanted to see through, but I wasn’t prepared for what happened.

I’ve been a victim my whole life. My New fuck buddy boyfriend has some fucked up taste. My whore holes were so sore being ripped from cunt to asshole, and the cut marks on my tits didn’t even have a chance to heal. I needed a break from the torture for just a bit and I was willing to do anything for him….

She was perfect, a young Teen runaway a long way from home, dressed like a total slut. When I met her she had only been here 2 days and had nowhere to stay. Red hair, Pale Skin, perky little titties and slender frame. Her name was Ivy. Fitting. I became her friend and manipulated her, gaining her trust. I offered for her to come stay at my house for a while tile she got on her feet.

But It was all a twisted ploy.

After a few days, we were best friends. I shared my clothes with her. Her body was beautiful, we had even kissed because she was curious. Mt eyes roamed all over her, I Liked Ivy, a lot. I told her My Boyfriends Birthday was coming up, and he really wanted to be with 2 girls. I told her I couldn’t wait to devour her sweet, sexy body and I wanted her first time with another girl to be special. Eager to taste her perfect pussy it had the prettiest red strip of pussy hair.  She acted honored to even be tasked with this. I knew she would be perfect for our hot, rough threesome. That’s all Ethan made it out to be.

Ethan has dark tastes. Very dark. He wanted his entrance to be a surprise. So I left the side door unlocked. We were watching a movie when he appeared out of nowhere in the kitchen which ran parallel with the living room.

“Faith?” He said, laying his keys on the counter “Who is this?”

We both jumped and screamed, frightened.

“So you’re just bringing home strays for me to keep, feed and entertain?” His eyes Narrowed and zeroed in on Ivy.

Ivy interjected ” I, I,I…I can leave, I didn’t mean to cause problems Faith” she began standing up and walking toward the bedroom.

“Oh you aren’t going anywhere Ivy” He toyed with the Knife, spinning the point on his index Finger, twirling it and hungrily licking his lips.

Ivy Looked so scared. Her stare shot back from me to Ethan.

“Now Faith!” Ethan commanded.

I grabbed the duct tape and tore off a piece with my teeth. Ivy started to panic. Her breath rushed. I said “Shhhhhh, shh It’s okay Ivy, remember what I told you, it’s all a part of it. Just go with it.” I smiled a sweet smile Pressing the tape firmly over her mouth. I kissed the duct tape. Then I led her to the table room. I began taping each of Ivys limbs to the legs of the table. She whimpered and Squirmed, but didn’t fight me.

Once taped, Ethan teased her with the knife, running the sharp blade down her cheek, nicking her skin. Her blood dripped. Moving the cold clade down, he toyed with her neck. Finally,  slicing the fabric of her shirt open exposing her tits, with pointy nipples. She squealed, and her eyes began to fill with tears. Her body radiated sheer terror. I could see it. He loved it when the fright kicked in, it was something he could almost smell and it drove him fucking mad with psychotic killer desire. He leaned over licking the tears from her cheeks.

What Ethan made me do next, was diabolical.

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