Category: Bloody phone sex

Accomplice Phone Sex Role Plays Helps Us Abuse Your Baby Girl

accomplice phone sexNot often do I get to be the accomplice phone sex partner, but I love it when I do. Gives me a taste of what it feels like to be the abuser instead of the abused. And I think any submissive whore would enjoy that. Over the weekend, Lyle wanted to explore a family rape fantasy. He just needed a mommy accomplice. I gladly accepted the mommy accomplice role.

Lyle and I pretended to be married with a young daughter. And one day I just decided that my husband should start fucking our girl, so she understands why that slit between her legs existed. Growing up in an incest family, I do think a girl should lose her virginity to daddy or her brother. I lost mine to my older brother while my mother watched and masturbated. She fucked my big brother from my earliest memories.

And Lyle needed to fuck our daughter now. Although he seemed initially hesitant at first because of her young age and the size of his cock, I expressed that all daughters should explore daddy rape phone sex fantasies with their own fathers. So, I dressed our baby girl up in something sexy for her first night with daddy. They both seemed nervous, but I helped them both. Licking my daughter’s young cunt made it wet for daddy’s cock. And of course, stroking my husband’s dick made his dick hard for her little virgin cunt.

Every Man Should be Entitled to Fuck His Young Daughter

Even though I knew it hurt her little cunt to take her daddy’s fat cock, I told her not to cry. Daddy needed to focus on popping that young cherry. And he did. A little river of crimson blood dripped down her thighs. She struggled to hold back the tears, but I told her she needed to be a good girl for daddy. Afterwards, I licked daddy’s cock clean tasting that sweet cherry juice for myself. Yummy.

Even though I only have sons, this hot taboo phone sex fantasy made me wish I had a daughter of my own to molest. Perhaps, I can help you explore your rape phone sex fantasies for your daughter too.

Torture phone sex whore Stephanie

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Torture phone sex is what evil, snuff loving whores like me live for. I love getting to talk to kinky men who have a dark and twisted side, like I do. I get off on all torture stories but men that have a secret desire to snuff out their own families really turn me on! Make my sick whore cunt gush by telling me how I can help you mutilate and then snuff out your wife and brats. I want you to tell me step by step instructions on how you want me to break in and go room to room, slaughtering your precious little ones and letting you lick their blood from my body. I have a big, sharp knife that’s going to slice your youngest right in half. I just need you to rip her holes open with your stiff, hard cock first. Use that tiny fuck toy to jerk your dick and then shoot your load on her like she’s nothing but a cum rag! Then, I’ll slice her up before we move on to the next one. With that next tiny cock sleeve of yours, I’m going to watch you force fuck her little holes until they’re so wallowed out that you need me to slit new ones in her body for you to fuck. We’ll keep her alive as long as possible so that you can feel her body tighten and her tiny cunt squeezing around your cock everytime she screams out. I’m only going to cut her open and taste her little organs after you’ve drained your balls into her a few times. We’ll save your stupid wife for last. That is assuming she wasn’t tied up in the corner the whole time watching her husband fuck their own daughters and having some evil slut snuff them out. I’m going to laugh in her face as I’m tossing their little bodies to the side like trash and getting ready to do her next.

Knife Play Phone Sex with Me Leaves You without a Dick and Dead Sometimes Too

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex with me may end your life or leave you dickless. So, consider yourself warned. I am not your typical girl. No girl on a snuff site is. When you call a sadistic bitch like me you best not be looking for a normal fuck call. Those I never do. Never. Most guys follow my rules on my phone sex line and in my personal life. However, there will always be those self-entitled assholes who think that because they paid you for a service they can do as they please.

Take Mike for example. He hired me to castrate him. But he got cold feet and thought he could fuck me instead. Why in the world would I ever fuck a man who knows his cock cannot do anything for a woman. If you want me to castrate you, I will not fuck you. If you do not think you are worthy, why should I?

He paid me $10,000 for castration phone sex. Just this was real life, not my phone life. But when he met me, he got a boner. I guess he likes Goth babes. But not my problem. I would not refund him. And I told him no refunds when he paid me. So, this idiot tried to force himself on me. But no man ever catches me off guard. I have eyes in the back of my head. Plus, I’m always strapped with a knife or two.

If You Pay Me for Castration, You Can Never Fuck Me Before You Lose Your Balls

When he tackled me to the ground, I kneed him in his balls. Made him cry like a bitch. That was enough time for me to regain control. My knife sliced his leg to hobble him. Mike was a big boy. Not tall but fat. He could have squashed me. But he did not because I am a swift thinker and always prepared. I strapped him down on the floor, tying him to the table and coffee table legs. Then I stripped him and did the job he paid me to do. But first I kicked him in the balls several times. Hard too.

I took his cock and balls. Shoved both in his mouth, pinched his nose and suffocated him. Yes, he got snuff sex and castration. Maybe not a bonus for him, but a bonus for me.

Cora’s Forced Feast of Filth: kidnapping phone sex

Kidnapping phone sex

My breath hitched as I  felt the cold grip of duct tape across my mouth – My masters twisted signature move for tonight’s fucktoy escapade. My struggles were futile; he was already yanking me towards his car, a wicked glint in his eye that spoke volumes of what he had planned for me tonight. The drive was tense; every backroad we took seemed to echo with my silent screams for help, but none came. We arrived at an isolated motel, its neon sign flickering like a sick beacon in the night. He shoved me into a room that smelled of stale cigarettes and old sex – a fitting stage for their perverse play.

As I stood there trembling, My captor unveiled his surprise – his musclebound friend with an immense cock like a black snake ready to strike. My heart raced with a cocktail of fear and anticipation; I knew what was coming next – an unforgiving pounding from that monstrous dick plowing into my raw, untouched ass while my master watched with eager eyes from the foot of the bed. My body resisted at first, but his relentless force overpowered my defiance – he was determined to take what he wanted tonight.

He pinned me down roughly, spit on in my ass to lubricate his entry point before ramming into me with an animalistic fury that left no room for doubt – this was no longer about consent; it was about power and control as he claimed my most sacred place with each brutish thrust. Eyes welled up with tears from pain and degradation; as he my master stroked his own cock in sync with the savage assault on my ass, I couldn’t deny that somewhere deep inside my twisted core, there was a dark pleasure igniting with every thrust of that massive black snake fucking me mercilessly until I shattered into a thousand pieces of ecstatic agony on that filthy motel bed… And I loved every goddamn second of it because this is who I was – or at least who I had become under his watchful gaze guiding me into this abyss where love and hate danced together in a twisted waltz…

Accomplice Phone Sex Brings Out Sadistic Tendencies

 

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Accomplice phone sex is like a gateway drug. I started out as a strung-out slut and was that way for years. Guys could do anything to my worn out cunt for some blow. Who cares about anything being high all the time but that changed one night. The last guy took advantage of me and something inside my warped brain snapped. He threw a wad of cash down on the floor and said something about how next time I could puke of his fuckin’ dick for all he cared. I laughed and so did he, his twisted , disgusting face looked like a demon in that moment I grabbed the ashtray cracking it on the back of his skull. He yelped in pain and swung around trying to fight me off, “You cum bucket, coke whore!” he screamed. I calmly told him that all those accomplice phone sex calls he told me about in his drug fueled stupor had gone to his head. He had no idea how things can turn on a dime. As he crawled on the jizz stained carpet with a gooey mess of blood pouring from the back of his head I began to laugh harder. I mocked him as I went to the kitchen to get a knife from the block. I chose a sharp one, perfect for cutting meat- human flesh meat! He was near the couch becoming delirious as I stomped my stiletto heel into the base of his spine. All those years of being in and out of hospitals had paid off. He made the most guttural sound and began to piss his pants. I snarled at him with the knife in my hand and said, “darling, why don’t we talk about castration phone sex?”. The coke pumped through my body giving me what seemed like the strength of a thousand men as I rolled him over like he was an mannequin. He started to sob, but it was too late. I tore his urine stained pants and underwear down. His cock was flaccid and pathetic looking. Wielding the knife with a butcher’s skill, I severed his cock from his body as he squealed like a pig being slaughtered. He had no idea his stories about accomplice phone sex would turn me into a predator.

Rape phone sex fantasies is what my unc will get out of desperate druggy whores

Since my unc was hot, it was easy for him to get his Rape phone sex fantasies he needed. “I just want to see your cock” bitch mommies would say to him. “Only way you’ll see my dick is if I fuck your daughter” he always replied. The fact that they were worthless druggy whores made it easy for them to give up their brats. “Expose their little body and bald pussy for me” my unc would say with a sadistic look in his face.

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Right away they did as he wanted. He was hotter than any guy their druggy ass could get. As soon as she was naked and crying, her own mommy held her down. Then my unc got in between ther legs. Right away, my uncle wraps his hands around her little neck. Finally, her mommy gets to see my uncle’s big dick. But she sees it ripping her little daughters pussy open. The harder he wraps his hands around her neck, the tighter her pussy squeezes around his cock.

“Fuck my daughter hard,” her druggy mommy says as she hits the pipe. “Your cock looks even bigger now” she said licking her lips. My uncle just kept fucking her tight little cunt. After a bit more fucking my uncle pulls out his bloody cock out of her cunt. She couldn’t breathe, so she had passed out. But his favorite part is wake her up with his big pcock. The way he does it is by ramming his cock in her tight little asshole. When she screams in pain her mommy covers her mouth up by blowing smoke into her mouth. “That will make her enjoy it” she says while laughing. Anything to get to be around my hot uncle. 

Roleplay Phone Sex Turns Violent for This Mommy Whore

roleplay phone sexThis mommy loves violent roleplay phone sex. And I think I am good at it because I am a dark woman. Not at all your typical soccer mom. I do not bake cookies. But I do suck boy cocks and snort lines of coke. For once, I did not get in trouble scoring drugs. However, I got in trouble at home when my oldest teen son introduced me to a new school friend, Joshua. The boy undressed me with his eyes, and I let him.

This boy looked like trouble for this red headed whore. When I went to my bedroom, he followed me. Although, I did attempt to pretend to be the normal mom and send that boy right out of my bedroom, he did not listen. He grabbed me by my shoulders and tossed me on the bed. Before he pounced on me, however, he locked my bedroom door. He violently ripped my dress off. And I felt scared and aroused at the same time.

My Son’s Knew Friend Got Brutal with My Ass

He told me that my sons told him that I love ass rape porn. So, he wanted to make it real for me. I thought I would fare well since the boy lacked any clue about me and anal sex. My ass sees more cock than my cunt. And that’s because being a mother gave me a loose cunt. But this boy’s cock might be the thickest boy cock I ever saw. And I thought it might fill my ruined pussy. Saying it resembles a beer can would be an underestimate. His cock looked like a tree trunk.

Without lube or warning, he shoved his thick teen cock up my asshole. He made me scream into a pillow because he did not want my sons hearing me. I guess he did not know about me and my boys. My teeth clenched the pillow so hard that I thought I might tear it. But the only thing that got torn was my asshole. It gaped and bled from the sheer girth and force of his cock.

I guess he had rape phone sex fantasies for mommy, and I was an easy surrogate.

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Snuff Movies and Chill? Well, How About Just the Snuff Flicks

snuff moviesIt’s getting to be snuff movies and cuddling season. Although, I never cuddle, LOL. I’ve killed men for even trying. If you know anything about me, you know I do not cuddle. And I do zero romance. No baby talk or pet names either. Fall means death to me. But then all seasons do. However, Fall includes Halloween. And that means 30 days until Killtober.

I started a little early this year. Perhaps, it is me. Or maybe they just make more idiots every year. I’ll admit, my tolerance for stupidity seems to be even lower than my tolerance for pet names and romance.  When I met Dave at my coffee shop, he seemed to be a Goth boy. So, when we started talking, I thought maybe I met a guy I could just snuff porn and chill with. He seemed every bit as dark as me.

We have talked every morning almost for a few months now. So, when he asked if I wanted to hang, I agreed. But I had my radar on. I had him come to my place, so I had the hometown advantage if things went awry. And they did sadly.  I never take pride in killing other Goths. But a sadistic bitch must do what a sadistic bitch does. And that’s kill and castrate. Most of my victims appear to be just normal, white boy tools. So, I did not expect my Goth boy server to pounce on me.

I Love Killtober Season

Maybe he pretended to be Goth. Who knows. He dead and worm feed now. We sat on the couch, and he put his arm around me. So, I schooled him on my rules. No romance. No cuddling. And no pet names or baby talk. He pushed me down on my couch and attempted to rip my clothes off. But I am always strapped with a knife for this very reason. Sure, I would have preferred to torture him for hours, but he had the advantage of strength. So, I grabbed my knife and stabbed him in the gut. Knife play phone sex seems like my best friend lately.

As I twisted the knife, I felt his blood and guts pour out of him and onto my body. I let him bleed out on me. The smell and feel of blood intoxicate me. Eventually, I pushed his carcass off me and dragged his body out back for the wildlife to dispose of for me. But he made

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies Come True with the Right Accomplice

taboo phone sexMost men have taboo phone sex fantasies. And I love to make them feel real. I am a naughty and creative accomplice. Yesterday, Brad and I drove around town looking for a sweet young teen girl to drain his balls. For years, he could only fantasize and look at brat porn. But then he met me. And I suggested we find him a little girl straight out of his dark dreams.

Brad trades stock daily. He has a wife and a couple fuck trophies at home. To the average person, he appears to be a normal, middle-class husband and father. No one would guess that he beats his cock off almost daily to teen rape porn. But last night, he lived it instead of watching it. As we drove around town, we spotted so many candidates. But ultimately, he settled on this young teen girl with fire red hair. Even my cunt got wet looking at her.

Because I am a woman, I can lure little ones away so much easier than a man. No stranger danger with women. And I can class myself up, so I look more like a soccer mom than a bimbo. I told this girl her father sent me to take her to my place because both he and her mom had to work late. I took a gamble she had two parents who worked, and she did. She bought it hook, line and sinker. She even thought Brad and I were husband and wife.

I Make Your Taboo Fantasies Seem Real

Once we came back to my place, she realized I had lied. Brad showed no mercy at all. Ripped her clothes off and shoved his dick in her young bald cunt. He told me she felt so tight on his dick. I knew she had to be a virgin because of the bright red blood on his dick. Although she screamed and fought like I did every time my father or his friends force fucked me, she could not escape.

But I survived, and this girl did not. As he explored his rape phone sex fantasies, he strangled her. He got scared she would identify us. We dumped her young, violated body in the river. Then we went back to my place and fucked on the red stained sheets from her cherry juice.

Cannibalism phone sex gets a cock bit off.

            Cannibalism phone sex gets a cock bit off. Play with me. If you don’t want to play, then I am going to get very peeved. With this in mind, what I get my teeth sunk into tends to go bye-bye. Now all the greats were greatly misunderstood.

            After all, take a look at one of my heroes. Lorraina Bobbitt was simply misunderstood. Same thing with Jeffrey Dahmer. Now me personally, I like to combine the two. I will bite that cock off. Gobble it down.

            Next thing you know I am Roleplaying that I am Hannibal Lecter. Having that dinner part. Would you like to join me? Besides serving up a cock. Eating it down. It must be remembered that the brains are an important part of the meal.

            Now the great thing about brains is you can eat them while the person is still alive. Should we use a spoon? No, never. How uncouth.

            The Evil phone sex comes into play when I feed you, your own brains. Oh to be sure you are going to really like the taste of yourself. Distracting you with my tits. Injecting you so that you don’t feel as if I remove the top of your skull.

            Cut away at the brain. Little by little. Continue to serve you and eat you. Until you finally succumb to the mortal wounds that I have inflicted.

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