Category: Domination phone sex

Serial killer on the loose for fresh cunt

Bloody phone sex

Serial killer on the loose for fresh blood, pure red blood, cute tight cunt, and a poppin ass. I’m his perfect match and this fucker’s been watching me all day, following me home. Sick, dark red, roped up BDSM bondage, in the park, in the back of a building, in my house, it didn’t matter where, he wanted to fuck the living shit out of my hot, teen, young fresh sizzling snatch then leave me for dead.

He found me, tied me to a pole, wrapped my legs and feet behind my back, clothes ripped off, with a cut hole in my tingly twat for his thick evil dick. With my head pulled back he took his rape fantasies out on my baby back booty, tearing and shredding my barely legal snatch lips apart, skin, dripping oozing blood covering the pole he hung me on. My head hanging low, barely hanging on, he continued to beat the shit out me and I was ready to go.

Lost, left out, naked, gashed up in public, slashed body, nipples cut open, evil fuck took his anger and shit brain fantasies out on me during the night for all to see when the sun came up.

Accomplice Phone Sex Takes the Focus off Me But Still Gets Me Coke

accomplice phone sexWhen I get to be someone’s accomplice phone sex partner, I jump for joy. Why? That means the focus is not on me for once. I met Carl months ago while out partying. Although he is not a dealer, he does have connections. We hooked up, fucked and did lines of coke a few times. When he texted me last night, I thought he wanted to party. Well, he did, but he stipulated a condition before he would share his coke. Most of my dealers will no longer trade my used-up holes for coke anymore.

But some guys still like to party and engage in rough sex, especially rough anal sex with this well-known party ass rape porn whore. So, I do what I need to do to stay coked up. My friend wanted me to bring him a young teen girl to fuck. He wanted her with no hair on her cunt and barely any tits yet. And I knew just the girl. My youngest son’s little girlfriend. I know that makes me sound like a bad mommy, but I do not like this little bitch.

Although I know I sound jealous, she is a snob. Plus, she is rude to me and treats my son more like her personal slave than her boyfriend. So, if he wanted to force fuck a teen girl in order to provide me with some coke, consider it done. I used my son’s phone to lure her to Carl’s place. She did not seem happy to see me. And she did not like seeing Carl naked with his big cock hanging out ready to pounce on her.

A Coke Whore Does Whatever It Takes to Score Free Coke

As he grabbed the whore, I injected some morphine into her arm. That would erase her memory. Carl explored his rape phone sex fantasies with the little bitch. I expected her to be a virgin since she does not give up much to my son. But the little whore’s cherry got popped before Carl could destroy her cunt. He did not care though. A young teen cunt is a young teen cunt.

He fucked that little bitch up. And I swear, it felt cathartic for me to assist. The bitch is no good for my precious baby boy. She fucks other guys and uses my son. So, I had no problem helping Carl force fuck her. We dumped her body in a field. She will not remember a thing. But she will know someone fucked her. I only cared about Carl’s coke. Not that stuck-up little cunt. Carl got to fuck a young teen cunt. And I got to party with Carl. So, the only loser of the night was my youngest son’s bitchy teen girlfriend.

Gang-Banged by a Hundred Men

Young voice phone sex🌟 An Erotic Dream Come True 🌟

Hey there, dreamers, are you ready to dive into a fantasy that will make your wildest desires seem tame? Imagine being the center of attention, the star of your very own gang-bang, with a hundred men lined up just to pleasure you. It’s every woman’s secret fantasy, and tonight, I’m here to share mine.

In my erotic dream, I was a sultry seductress, invited to a special event—a twenty-four-hour sex marathon, where the goal was to make as many men cum as possible. A million-dollar prize was on the line, but for me, it was all about the thrill. I was determined to be the champion, to take on this challenge and conquer every man in sight. As the marathon began, I was a vision of lust, wearing a skimpy outfit that left little to the imagination. The men, a diverse group of all shapes and sizes, were eager to please, and I was more than willing to accommodate them. I started by taking two at a time, sucking and riding them until they couldn’t hold back any longer.

Each man brought something unique to the table, from skilled lovers to rough and ready studs. I let them have their way with me, using my body to bring them to the brink of ecstasy. The sounds of pleasure filled the room, a chorus of moans and gasps as I guided them to their climaxes. As the marathon progressed, my body became a temple of pleasure, each orgasm intensifying my desire. I was a master of multi-tasking, taking on multiple men at once, letting them explore every inch of my body. The sensations were overwhelming, a blur of touch and taste, each man adding to the growing pleasure.

The dream felt so real, so intense, that I could almost feel the heat of their skin, the roughness of their beards, and the power of their thrusts. It was a rush of adrenaline and desire, a true marathon of pleasure that left me craving more. When I awoke, the memory of the dream lingered, leaving me with a deep sense of satisfaction. It was an unforgettable experience, one that made me question the limits of my desires. Was it just a fantasy? Or was it a glimpse into a hidden part of my soul?

If you’re curious to explore the depths of your own fantasies, give me a call, and we can share our secret desires. Let’s make our dreams a reality, one erotic adventure at a time. 🔥💋

Getting cocked by my master and his evil accomplice

Castration phone sex

Bruised and bloodied, you left me locked in a room and you weren’t alone. Naked, neck chained to a coat hanger I could hear your sick fucking voice giggling, something I’ve never heard. My master laughing made my naked, dried blood covered body shiver like never before.

Knocked out, woke up to her sitting on top of me, clamps to my tits so hard my nipples were gushing blood. She had short blonde hair and bangs, nose dripping blood from all the coke she did, laughing hysterically at my cries. Suddenly I felt a glass dildo 13 inch dildo getting launched inside my tight, pinkie, cut up twinkie. I couldn’t stop screaming, my ass skin was stretching, blood running down my legs, being held down by this accomplice dumb bitch.

Two sick evil twisted fucks, ripping my tiny, petite, slim cunt apart. I could barely see the maroon colored cum bloody seeping out slowly from my punctured cervix. Insides shredded by his knife welding dangling dick while castrated cocks getting duct taped to my mouth. I thought this torment, torture, and double abuse would never stop, praying for the end of me. Only to be left there, bloodied, left for dead.

ass Torture sex in the woods for young dumb boy

Since I have used and watched so much Torture sex, something inside we wanted to give it too. I went camping with my beastie and her family. One night her parents were wasted with one of the other parents at the campground. They left their young son alone and we took him to play in the woods. I had packed a few things, and I was so ready to use them. First thing I did was drug him up with one of my mom’s pills. When he was loopy, we pulled out the rope and ripped his clothes off.

Torture sex

Once he was naked, we tied him up to a tree. He was already crying but we didn’t care it was so fun to be able to take control over him. I had some rubber bands, and we put them tight around his dick.  The best part is we got him hard and forced him to like some of his torture. Which made it fun and made us giggle. “Burn his little nuts” I say to my friend, and we light a cigarette. We start using it on his sack and he starts to squirm hard all over. The tree starts to rip his skin, but we just laugh. Then I break a branch off the tree and rub some of his blood on it.

“Lift his balls and watch this” I instruct my friend to do. I thought about all the Rape phone sex fantasies I was used for, and I rammed the branch up his ass. He couldn’t take the pain of me ramming his ass open with a tree branch he passed out buy we didn’t stop. My friend took her turn, and she even rammed it down his throat. His eyes started to roll to the back of his head, and I knew we had snuffed him. Once we were done, we just threw him in the river and started a small fire to burn any blood or anything. The next day we just laughed with each other as his parents looked for him. 

Gangbang Rape Porn Live Streamed from a Dirty Bookstore

gangbang rape pornPeople sometimes recognize me from gangbang rape porn. Although I do try to keep a low profile, it never works. When you are a soccer mom hanging out with snuff directors and drug dealers, some one has seen your dirty underground movies. Over the weekend, I visited an adult bookstore. Perhaps, I just felt horny and needed to suck some dick. Women use glory holes too.

But when I walked in, a group of seedy looking men were making their way back to the glory holes. They saw me and stopped in their tracks. They looked at me like a piece of meat. And I guess they recognized me from some movies I have done, snuff movies. And they jumped me like hungry vultures.

Before I could run, they had me pinned against the wall and they began tearing off my clothes. I screamed, but not even the clerk at the front desk wanted to lift a finger to help me. When I screamed again, one of the guys stuffed my panties into my mouth, muffling my sounds. They seemed strong too. They could hold me in the air and pen me against the wall like a bug.

Men Often Recognize Me From My Underground Snuff Flicks

Hands groped my body. And hands went inside of me too. I felt a fist in my ass. And a fist in my cunt. Some of the guys throat choked me with their cocks. Others strangled and choked me. While others fisted me. I suddenly realized they were filming me too. Making a home-made snuff flick. After a while, I had no fight left in me. I just laid there like a dead fish while these random strangers destroyed my holes and my body.

They knew me, but I had no clue who they were. But they lived out their rape phone sex fantasies with me in the dirty bookstore. I will not piss or shit the same for weeks. And I will never go into that bookstore again.

Evil gyno emptying out my creamy cunt

Medical fetish phone sex

I’ve been a naughty bitch, master has found out I’ve fucked another man, defying his rules, backstabbing, lying, cucking his massive dagger dick. I couldn’t help my desire for a plain attack on my soft snatch, not the typical assault, violating, abusive force I was used to.

Into the medical room I go, evil creepy gyno on crack set up, dusty walls, feet clamps, such an evil bastard you are. Tied down preparing my cervix to be suckout out, dried and cleaned. Every drop of white chunk cream cum that was shot in my tight little pussy had to be gone. You open me wide, lube my sweet subtle pussy lips, swollen, I’m  shaking in fear. I beg you to stop but you insert a giant cervical dillater, force me open, stretching and tearing up my pussy with no numbing gel. I’m screaming with the raw pain, slowing inserting the cannula and curette. 

You tell me over and over what a whore I am, pinching my titty’s while bending down to turn on the vacuum . I’m screaming and crying while you suck my insides out, cum cleaning, blown out pussy walls, blood dripping droplets of leaky leftovers.

Accomplice Phone Sex Babes Procure Little Ones for Your Sick Fantasies

accomplice phone sexBehind every sick pervert, is an accomplice phone sex babe like me. I can lure little girls and boys, teenagers too, right to you. Rarely do I encounter a problem with luring the girl or boy of your choice away from the mall, the playground, their front yard…. No stranger danger for mature women like they have for men. Although I am not a mom, I can look less like a bimbo stripper, and more like a suburban mom when I need too.

And because of my gender and my chameleon appearance, men like you need me. Oscar heard about my skills from my former master. Even though I bought my freedom from him almost 2 years ago, we have a working relationship now. When he has a friend who wants a little girl or boy for his rape phone sex fantasies, he calls me. And even though I am free from him, he still scares the fuck out of me. So, I always help him. Plus, his friends and associates pay me well.

Behind Every P Man, is an Accomplice Babe Who Helped Him

Oscar has long fantasized about fucking a little boy butt. At a certain age, they all look the same from behind. So, you can make a boy butt feel like a girl cunnie or ass. Oscar had a type. A cute young blonde boy. White with blue or green eyes. Easy to find. Perhaps, not so easy to lure away. But I did it. I usually get crafty when a substantial amount of money or my life is on the line. Another little one disappeared at the park because some stupid young teen babysitter was not paying close enough attention to her charge.

I handed the little boy to Oscar. And I stayed to help. My accomplice duties include finding the right victim, filming the ass rape porn, clean up and even disposal of the body if needed. The boy cried for his mommy the entire time Oscar pounded his boy butt. Although I felt bad for the boy, not bad enough to screw up my payday. So, I focused on the money and filmed the encounter for Oscar’s spank bank. Most men want an old-fashioned home movie of their perverted encounter so they can remember the encounter.

So, who do you want me to kidnap for you?

Rena Loves Getting Kidnapping Phone Sex Right

kidnapping phone sexWithout warning after our kidnapping phone sex started, You picked me up bridal style and carried me to a private room where we continued our passionate encounter on a table covered in lewd magazines and used condoms.

As I watched in a mix of horror and arousal, another guy joined us, pushing his hard cock deep into the girl’s ass without any lubricant or care for her comfort whatsoever. She moaned softly around my pussy before going completely silent as he began to thrust roughly inside her tiny hole. It was clear she wouldn’t last much longer…and neither would I if this kept up much longer!

Suddenly there was a shift in energy; everyone seemed more focused on their own pleasure than anything else – including me now that mine had been taken away so brutally yet satisfyingly earlier on… And then it happened: one by one they all collapsed around us – passed out from exhaustion or too many drugs maybe? Who knows again? Not important anymore! All that mattered now was finishing what we started…or rather, finishing each other off since none of them could do it anymore anyway!

Without hesitation or remorse, You plunged your cock back into my quivering opening once more while grabbing another girl who had also passed out nearby and forcing yourself inside her tight little asshole next door neighbor style (because why not make use of all available orifices, right?). The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filled the air as You fucked us both senseless – my pussy and her ass taking turns being ravaged by your insatiable cock.

I could feel myself getting closer to climax with each thrust but it was hard to focus on anything other than the sheer depravity of what was happening. There were bodies everywhere – some still moving weakly, others completely limp and unresponsive. It was like a war zone, only instead of bullets and bombs, it was cocks and pussies that had left their mark.

Once an Ass Rape Porn Star, Always One

ass rape pornOnce an ass rape porn star, always one. That’s what happens when you earn the nickname Little Anal Annie. Some director called me that over a decade ago because of my red hair and my love for extreme anal play. But it is not that I enjoy getting my ass destroyed by rough sex or that I enjoy a huge ass gape. However, it is my only bargaining chip when I need coke. No one gives me coke for free. And I never have money to buy coke unless I do rough anal videos or snuff films.

So, my asshole will keep on taking a huge beating. But such is the life of a coke whore, I guess. My husband never liked anal sex, so he never sees the condition of my asshole when we fuck. He is a vanilla guy. However, I am a nasty freak and a coke head. Friday night, desperate for coke, I went down to the docks.

The warehouse district is mostly abandoned buildings used as flop houses and porn studios. But not the vanilla kind. More like snuff movies. But down in the seedy part of town is where I do nasty things to get coke. Like one stop shopping. I do something to get money for coke, then walk or crawl to the next building to score coke.

I Sell My Asshole for Coke Money

However, Friday night the drug dealer wanted to make a homemade film with me in exchange for coke. He likes to film him and his friends obliterating the holes of soccer moms for profit. Sort of his version of Girls Gone Wild. More like Soccer Moms Gone Wild. He let me get high first saying I would need it. And I did need it.  Him and his friends wanted to see how many cocks at once they could get in my ass. Plus, they wanted to see how many fists they could shove up my ass at once too. I felt like a sock puppet.

This went from hardcore anal sex to gangbang rape porn quickly. But I endured the pain and disfigurement of my asshole once again for coke. They did a number on my asshole too. Just when I think no one can destroy my ass more, some seedy porn director says, “Hold my beer.”