I am a drug whore and a pain slut bitch. Which means I am always hustling. but let’s face facts I am getting old and I am not getting the type of money I once got back in the day when my holes were a hell of a lot tighter and I was a hell of a lot younger. My slutty daughters now bring in the big cash for mommy to get her fix. I have been training them to be drug whores and pain sluts since they popped out my twat. My girls are happy to help me out. They do not want me to crash I am a bitch and when I am not happy no one is. My girls still have a lot to learn when it comes to giving men a happy ending but I am always there to help spread their legs and shove their mouths on a nice big juicy cock.
Category: Cheap phone sex
Younger Tighter Holes
Fuck Me Up
I love how men will say they are tough but when it comes right down to it they are too chicken shit to fuck me up the way I need to be fucked up to get off. Either they are afraid to do it or in the mindset of respect my body. Fuck that I am a drug whore and the only way I can get off is with intense brutal pain. I can’t even get wet unless my body is absorbing pain. If I have to I will bite your dick to get you to hurt me back. I need you to pound on me like I am a six-foot dude. I crave for the blood, welts, and bruises you will give me on my body.
Barbie girl in a Barbie world
I love Domination phone sex where you turn me into your sick fantasy. I have a guy who likes to dress me up as his barbie. Pretty in pink and so girly and sweet. I could tell deep down he had a sick p-cock and loved to think about fucking young whores. I’m here to serve him and make all his wildest dreams reality. My cunt and asshole will be far wide stretched and used. After all, I am his fuck toy. His torture doll and everything in between. I hear for his pleasure and so that he can listen to me scream and yell. The more I cry and beg the harder he will begin to ruin me and my holes. I’m his barbie girl, and I am living in his fucked up world.
Good girls for Daddy


My Necrophilia Side
I wasn’t always a necrophile slut. I was always a mutilator and small animal killer whore though.The only subject I actually enjoyed was Bio. I excelled in that class, except for the dissection part. Looking at that dead piglet I felt my first stirring…that tingle of excitement mixed with a yearning for the non-living. In death it looked so serene and happy, blissfully unaware of its surroundings; lying on the metal table surrounded by sweaty School girls armed with gloves and scalpels. I faked sick so I could skip that class. I couldn’t bear watching my classmates violate the sanctity of death. I’m obsessed with death. I find it so beautiful. I especially love the ones with thick eyebrows and a slight grimace in their perpetual slumber. Only I am the murderess and those still, unmoving bodies smooth and hard like marble underneath my body Make my pussy so fucking wet. I inject fluid into my victims’ dicks so I can ride them for hours as they stay erect. Then I cut my breast so the blood runs down for lubrication. My pussy lips provide most of the lubrication though. Nothing like sex with dead bodies mixed with a bloodgasm. I feel the most alive after fucking a dead body. Is it the same for you baby? Would you like this sweet young whore I have laid out on the slab, her cold body perfect for your cock? Tell Angel of Death Jezabel all about it!
Pyscho-ex-girlfriend
I knew snuff sex was the way to his heart but to keep him from wandering I had to amp it up. When my master’s ex-girlfriend started resurfacing, I knew it meant trouble for me. Not only was she a freak she was a pyscho willing to do it all. For a while now I have been asked to stab my holes for his pleasure. I have been adamant about not doing so. However, things do change. As soon as I saw I was quickly replaceable, I decided to do what his heart desired and ruin myself to the limit. I knew seeing me bloody would make him commit to me even more. Blood and tears get his cock off instantly. I did what I had to do to keep the pyscho ex away.
Bondage Phone Sex Upside Down
He told me he was a fan of bondage phone sex. He told me that for my time as his BDSM slave, he would give me a bag of coke. He had me at bag of coke. I am a coke whore. It always leads me down dangerous avenues, however. I should have known better. When I arrived, I was hit over the head. I didn’t see it coming. I woke up hanging upside down, bound in an extremely awkward position. The guy I agreed to meet, was waiting for me with his monster cock out. He skull fucked me while I was dangling in the air upside down. Blood was trickling down my face from the blow to the head. Turns out he enjoyed my blood dripping on his dick. He said blood is great lube. I knew I was in over my head. I thought I was having some BDSM fun not snuff sex. I figured some whips and chains, and restraints, but he was strangling me and fucking me so hard I puked on his dick. Because of the position I was in, I ended up swallowing most of my own puke, which made me puke again. He was laughing at what a disgusting whore I was. I tried to think about the coke, but he was fucking me so hard from an upside-down position that I kept passing out. The head wound compounded my dizzy feeling. Eventually, he grew bored with me. He had cum so much he couldn’t cum anymore. I was dizzy, sore and bleeding from my head, so I was happy to be set free, but that didn’t happen until the next morning. He kept me to mutilate my tits and my clit. This was a far cry from some BDSM fun. It was torture sex.
Slice and dice me
Torture sex with me is a fantasy come true. You want to slice and dice me while you are fucking me. You see all the blood drip from my skin. The lesions alone turn you on. Watching me get hurt and seeing me scream bloody murder makes you want to fuck me harder. The more I beg, the more you want to be harder on me instead. I know that me being all black in blue in the morning will have you wanting to go for round two. As long as you are happy I am okay with whatever you want from me. I am your victim forever. I might as well accept my role in life from now on anyways. I can’t wait to make you proud.
A Slave To Your Abuse
He is a filthy, evil master. Completely disgusting and I wouldn’t ask for it any other way. What my master likes is what he will get every time. If he doesn’t get what he wants the first time, there will be severe consequences. He orders me to suck his cock clean before we do any playing. If I gag or even flinch he will tie me up, put weights on my feet and throw me in the deep end of his pool. He will pull me out right before I am about to pass out, once he gets me out, he orders me to start over until I get it done right. My master loves it when I clean his ass after he takes a big shit. He doesn’t use toilet paper, he uses my tongue, every single time. When I am finished, he will make sure I cleaned it good. If not, he will get his 13 inch, hard as a rock dildo out of his closet and fuck my black little asshole until it tears and he can see blood oozing from the creases of my gaping hole. My master only wants me to live up to my full potential of being the best sex slave I can be. I love my master, and I love every punishment he gives me. My master told me we will be trying something new tonight. I know I am in for some severe punishments tonight. I have never been able to do anything master wants the right way on my first try.
I Need Domination Phone Sex Men
Domination phone sex is not what I want. It is what I need. I crave a strong man who sees me as a slave not a girlfriend. Because of my looks, many men see me as girlfriend material. When I meet a man who doesn’t become weak over my looks, I think I am in love. Dominant men make me wet. I want to be owned and used. When I met Edgar, I knew I met my match. He called me “Bitch,” from the get-go. I met him at my local bar. I don’t work there, but that didn’t stop him from telling me to get him a drink. When I brought back the wrong drink, he smacked me. When I spilled the right drink on try two, he bent me over the pool table and fucked me like an ass rape porn star. He made my ass his own. After he nutted in me first, he invited the other patrons to “fuck the dirty bar wrench.” No one there argued with him. They just pulled out their drunk dicks and gang banged me. Cock after cock rammed in my ass for hours. As guys came into the bar, Edgar told them the whore was on the house. They would fuck me before they would order their drinks. I have been seeing Edgar ever since. He loves to pimp me out to his friends as well as strangers.