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Babysitter Phone Sex is my specialty

Babysitter phone sex

Babysitter Phone Sex is my specialty. I love to babysit and turn those tots into little punching bags. Slipping in some Benadryl in their juice and having them all knocked out. I call up my best fuck buddy over who has a great pcock, and together, we violate these littles together.
We both love to lick their tiny slits and finger fuck them so good. They are half asleep, but I don’t stop being mean. I begin to pull their hair and pinch them all for my amusement while my fuck buddy slides his juicy pcock deep in their tiny assholes.
It gets so wet to see him torture them, and when we are out by the pool, I even make them my little fun game and drown them for a bit and let them come up for air just in the Knick of time. The torture is excellent. They are so young they can’t even form a few sentences—what a wild hot adventure.

 

Snuff Porn Audition

snuff pornSnuff porn auditions never go as planned. I was so excited to be back in the snuff fetish world, that I took the first job offered to me. I did not Google the studio or the photographer. Things I have always done in the past. I have been fetish modeling for over a decade. I have a good reputation in the business because I let guys simulate anything with me. I have been mummified. I have been strung up with rope and hung upside down. I have been brutally sodomized for film. I was just so desperate to get back into the modeling world, that I let my guard down and I almost did not survive.  I showed up in the town and at the place I was told to be for the photo shoot. I was told it would be a simulated gangbang rape porn shoot. Simulated my ass. When they say simulated, that means it looks real, but it is fake. Just like most snuff films.  Nothing simulated about this. It was me the blonde bimbo and 20 hung black men. Have you seen any of those black gangbang videos? You know, the ones with a blonde waif of a girl getting choked, smacked and violated by big black dicks? It was that kind of film on crack. These black men had huge cocks. Bigger cocks than I have ever seen in person. They only bare back bitches and they do not believe in lube. No simulation. They plowed their big black cocks into my tiny, puckered rosebud often times three cocks at once. My asshole was gaped and bleeding. They filmed my ass being prolapsed. They fisted me too. I do not think this was a studio. I think I was duped into being an ass rape porn star for a bunch of black men. I never got paid either. I was lucky to still be breathing once they were done.

Killer Phone Sex: You are the Victim, Never Me

killer phone sexI have killer phone sex fantasies, do you? A guy called me last night and wanted to kill me. We do not always get what we want in life, losers. I am not the victim type. Try to make me a victim, you will pay with your life. Dean hired me to kill his ex-wife. It was a simple contract killing. He wanted no torture or anything. He wanted it to look like a robbery gone bad. I kill per a client’s request if it makes sense to do it that way. When I arrived to discuss business with him, he tried to flip the tables. He thought he was going to kill me. And he thought he could force his pathetic dick in my pussy. Oh boy was he out of his league. I am always prepared for the unexpected. Smart killers always are prepared. I had a big knife strapped to my leg and I cut him where it would hurt. He was bigger and stronger than me, but not as smart. I was able to disable him and get him restrained with my handcuffs. I cut his clothes off and showed him some torture sex before ending his life. No way I would let anyone who thought they could dupe me or kill me, live. I carved a big V in his chest to make my mark on the loser. Then I mutilated his man bits. And bits they were. Why is it always the tiny dick losers who think they can force themselves on women? Not this woman. I sliced his balls off his body with a serrated blade. It left a nasty mark. A scar was the least of his worries. He was bleeding out and I was not in the mood to practice any life saving measures on a tool who just tried to fuck me. I never killed his ex-wife. Not sure if she really existed. I did, however, kill him. It was a contract killing gone wrong. Gone wrong for him.

Taboo Phone Sex Mommy Whore

Taboo phone sexI am a taboo phone sex whore. That means I have no limits in life and no limits on the phone. I needed a large amount of coke last weekend since Monday was a holiday. Three days of partying means more coke. It also means I must work harder. I get my coke on the barter system. I trade my holes for coke. I have this one black dealer, who always trades my pussy for cock, but this time I had to sweeten the deal. He has in the past fucked me in front of my sons. He even makes me fuck my boys while he masturbates. He loves family fun. Like many of my callers, he wanted to fuck his mother when he was a young teen. Black men will often fuck anything. He was giving me a hardcore ass fucking, when he decided my ass had lost some of its appeal because it was not so tight anymore. I was desperate for coke. Until he is done using me, I do not get my coke. I suggested my boys’ back doors. He looked at me like I was crazy. He called me a disgrace of a mother because I was willing to trade my sons’ assholes for my coke. You better believe I was. I give up my fuck holes. Why not give up their fuck holes too? I told him that from behind, you cannot tell if they are boys or girls because of their age. They have long hair for boys. They have soft skin and cute bottoms. I sold my black drug dealer on my sons’ assholes. Marcus turned my young teen boys into ass rape porn stars so I could get my coke. They cried and they fought, but his foot long cock gaped their young assholes. Once we were home though, I got high, and I licked their assholes to clean them up and soothe them. Sometimes my boys need to take one for mommy.

I Get a Lollipop for Abuse and Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

rape phone sex fantasiesPhone sex is what I enjoy. I get to talk to men all day who enjoying fucking a woman hardcore. Guys do not call me for the GFE experience. They call me for their rape phone sex fantasies. They call me because they want to get rough with a bitch, maybe even snuff her. They call me because they know I am a pain slut with a death wish. They call me because I will do all the things their wives will never do.

Callers ask me every day how I got to be so demented. That is easy to explain. I have daddy issues. When I was just a little girl, Daddy violated my tiny holes morning, noon and night. He would tie me up, invite his friends over and gang bang me. Using me as a gangbang rape porn star was one of the nicer things Daddy did for me. He would sodomize me with beer bottles and fists. He would beat me. He would make me do sex shows with Rover to entertain his friends.  

Every time Daddy would hurt me, he gave me a lollipop for being a good little whore. He conditioned me to be a pain slut. I never miss Daddy, but I end up with men just like him all the time. Daddy use to tell me he had to be cruel to be kind so I would learn my place.  He was right. The worse you treat me, the better I treat you. That is fucked up, right? Last night one of my mean daddy masters stopped by on his way home from work to skull fuck me and smack me around. He strangled me while skull fucking me. And then he sodomized me for hours. He gave me a lollipop; told me I was a good girl and came back to abuse me this morning on his way to work. I will never learn.

Georgia and Her Sweet Friend

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What we’ll start with is I want us to walk into the room her sweet small body, and I want you to slowly take off my clothes while kissing me. Then I want you to slowly rub my pussy while you whisper into my ear how much of a bad girl I am. When I am wet enough for you I want you to kiss your way down and start to eat my tight little pussy while fingering the sweet little one  beside us as I sit her bare pussy lips on my and don’t stop until we’re shaking. After you think her and I have had enough I want you to slowly put your cock inside of me and go nice and slow. I want you to go faster and harder as you hear me scream for you. I need you to fuck me as hard as you can until my legs are shaking and keep going while telling me I’m your dirty little slut. I want you grab me by my throat and flip me over so you can watch my ass bounce against you while you are fucking me so hard. As you’re fucking me from the back I want you to grab my hair and pull me up so my back is to your chest with your hand around my throat and you whispering dirty things into my ear. When you’re done fucking my tight slutty holes, I’ll help you spread this sweet girls pussy for you to shove your cock dripping wet into her innocent bare virgin pussy. When you’re ready to cum I want you to pull out and cum all other your other baby girls face. And I want you to slap me and tell me how much of a couple of slutty girls we are.

Blasphemy Phone Sex Whore

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Chris and I have been working through all of his sinful sick fantasies ever since we met. I get off on talking to my blasphemy phone sex callers about the sacrilegious acts that he and I engage in. Chris fucking hates god too much to be an atheist. He says things like, “Why would I take a chance that the Christian god is actually real and have missed opportunities to blaspheme him and all that he stands for?” I think we can all give a hail Satan to that sentiment. His hatred for the son of the Christian god is so fucking much that it gets his cock throbbing for my evil cunt.

The other night he woke me up by putting a pair of panties in my mouth. He led me to his car where the owner of said panties was actively praying for help from a god that could not and most likely would not help her. I slapped the prayers out of her mouth and spit in her face. I looked down and the abducted Sunday school teacher had pissed herself in fear. Chris and I cackled. Would you like to know what happened to that little lamb of god?

Castration Phone Sex Fantasy

castration phone sexThink you want castration phone sex? You would be surprised how many men do. They lack the balls to take their balls. Pun intended, LOL. That is where I come in. I am not afraid to chop off a man’s balls. Let’s be honest for a moment. If a man wants his balls removed, is he a man? I do not think so. I think I need to step in and chop those worthless nuggets off for a loser who cannot muster the guts to do it himself. Many find me from my ads on the dark web. Some I find all on my own, like Terry. He is a neighbor. Turns out he is a peeping Tom too. I was up late on calls, and I heard something in the yard. So did my dog. There was Terry with his face pressed against the bedroom window. I was in my dungeon which is in the front of the house. I ran outside with Billie my Rottweiler who is very protective of me. She stopped him from hopping the fence. I told him he could come inside, or I would call the cops. He chose to come inside. Did I mention he is a schoolteacher? Total pervert and I had no idea until last night. Once he was inside, I told him I was old school. I still believe in an eye for an eye punishment. I used my taser on him to make him more manageable. I put him in my castration chair to take his worthless testicles. This chair has killed criminals in the past. Now, it is castrating perverts. The way to stop a peeping Tom is to take away his dirty urges. The way to do that is to remove his balls. I separated his cock from his balls. One slice and they were dog food. Billie loves eating worthless balls. I used a hot skillet to cauterize his wound. And I sent the loser back home with his balls. I am a cock and balls torture sex queen. I have no problem treating your man bits like Mike Tyson’s opponent. 

Snuff Sex with a Bad Ass Domme

snuff sexHe traded me to a female Mistress. Master never told me why, but this bad ass bitch showed up at my door and told me I was her snuff sex whore for 24 hours.  I was not sure about this arrangement. I mean, I am accustomed to male masters. When I questioned her, she punched me in the gut so hard, I doubled over. She tied me up tightly and began torturing me.  She was in this leather BDSM outfit. She was hot and my cunt was wet. She was streaming our time together. She put on a monstrous strap-on to violate my ass.  She informed that things could go two ways for me. I could let her fuck me and use me for hardcore bondage and anal torture or I could suffer a more painful fate. Mutilation or maybe even death. I am a pain slut, and a good submissive whore, but women scare me as masters. This bitch was into some sick torture sex and I am not taking about nipple torture and whippings. She has pictures of girls whose cunts she had stapled and sewed shut. I smelled the blood and death in the air. She had killed recently in the very room I was in. I did not want to die that day, so I told her to fuck me however she wanted. I chose to endure some pain getting some ass torture if it meant my pussy would not be mutilated and I got to keep on breathing.  She used everything she could find from her fist to a baseball bat to fuck my asshole. If you are looking for a whore to torture and kill or explore your rape fantasies with, I will do whatever you want to stay alive, just like I did with that bad ass bitch mistress. I am a tough victim too. She shredded my asshole, and I am still walking!

A Murder On Mount Everest

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I like to celebrate slick little things in twisted fucking ways. The girl I had been dragging up the mountain with me was no exception. She was young, and terrified. But, the little slut had learned early on that if she wanted to live, she needed to climb. I had her food, her water, her shelter. Little did she know, she was just carrying my supplies up for the way back down.

My cunt was soaked under my snow gear. To commemorate the first cresting of Mount Everest back in 1953 on May 29th, I was scaling icy slopes with a sweet lamb for sacrifice coming along for the ride. If you know me, you know I’m a snuff slut who’s as real as they cum, I mean come. So, to celebrate E. Hillary from New Zealand and T. Norgay of Nepal cresting the highest point humanly possible to manually obtain, I plan to skin this girl alive, in the freezing cold.
I’m going to bleed this little bitch out with a vibrator on her clit, and leave her just the way she is for the next adventurer to find. I’m going to torture this little bitch sadistically slow. Butcher her, piece by piece, and create an erotic scene that no one will ever be able to recover. They’ll never be able to get a crime unit up here. And this filthy whore, who’d dared to make eyes at my boyfriend, would mark this spot for me and my twisted true crime fantasies forever. She would bleed for me.
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