Category: Domination phone sex

Knife Play Phone Sex Requires More Skill Than Guns

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex always turns me on. Knives remain my best friends. They protect me. And the provide me with so much joy. People who kill with guns, I think are pussies. You just need good aim. And you don’t even need that if you get close to your victim. However, knives require skill. Knives make the fight more even too. Hunters bragging about their kills, I cannot stand. The animal did not stand a chance. They never saw you coming.

I like to look my prey in the eye as I stab them. Never animals though. I would never harm an animal. They make the best accomplices. Since I built my underground torture sex bunker, I rarely visit my kill shack anymore. But I felt nostalgic over the weekend.

My little shack in the woods that my grandfather left me allowed me to practice my knife skills. And allowed me to improve my disposal skills. In that cabin, I discovered that wildlife made the perfect accomplices. They ate my victims.

Knives Require Skill, Patience and Precision

So, this tool I drugged and took to my cabin allowed me to reminisce. My cabin remains off the grid. It served as my grandpa’s fishing cabin and kill shack too. They say the killer gene skips generations. I miss him so much. He taught me everyone I know about murder and torture. And doing both under the radar. No bodies, no crime. This guy I brought to my kill shack sexually assaulted a fellow Goth chick. And I could not let that slide. Hurt one of my own and I kill you.

When he woke up, I had him tied up. I read him his list of crimes, and then carved up his cock and balls. When I told him I thought he deserved castration phone sex, he pissed himself. Although he tried to apologize, nothing he said could make me change my mind. I did not plan on letting him live. But I just enjoy mutilating junk first.

Men get this look of horror on their faces when my knife gets close to their balls. I tortured his worthless cock and balls for hours before I slit his throat and tossed him to the bears and coyotes. Let this be a lesson men. I punish and kill sexual predators. I make the world safer for women.

Sex with Dead Bodies – Hot Fuck Meat Comes Refridgerated

Your Necrophiliac Cock is Driving You Crazysex with dead bodies

Every once in a while a sick need to have sex with dead bodies crawls up your spine and then down to your sick cock. You’ve done everything you can to fight the necro urges, but your dick craves a tight corpse fuck hole. So you broke in to the morgue late at night. You get your choice of holes to push your dick in.

You open a couple of fridges. Then you pull out me. My blue body makes your cock throb immediately. That need tugging at your dick is pulling you to me. You pull my cold corpse out completely and throw me on the slab. You can do anything you want to me like this. I’m your soulless little fuck doll. You slide your fingers into my mouth and start pulling out your cock. My mouth gets warmer the longer you’re inside of me. You want to find out if my pussy is the same.

Put Your Dick in My Dead Fuck Holes

You know it’s fucked up. But you move the sheet from my tits and pussy. Then you spread my legs apart and push your fingers into my cunt. My pussy is still so fucking tight. You spit on my cunt and push your fingers in deeper. If someone caught you fingering a corpse they’d think you were sick. But you don’t give a fuck. Put your cock in my dead fuck meat.

You climb on top of me. You squeeze my tits. I’m so cold, but so fucking soft. I guess tits don’t get rigamortus. My chocolate chip nipples look yummy enough to bite. You lean on top of me and start sucking my tiddie while you line your cock up with my dead cunt. My clammy cunt feels so warm around your dick. Each stroke scratches that sick itch. Your balls want to unload inside of my cunt so badly.

Church Ravishment: A Satanic Sacrilege Blasphemy sex

Blasphemy sexReady to embark on a journey that’ll make the devil blush? Good, ’cause we’re diving into the deepest depths of religious degeneracy!

First things first, we’re finding the biggest, badass church around. Pulpit? Ours to fuck on. Confessional? A kinky capsule for forbidden pleasures. And that Virgin Mary statue? She’s getting some unexpected attention!We’ll coat the church in our cum—a sacred offering to the gods of debauchery. And when we’re spent, we’ll move on to the next house of worship, leaving a trail of devastation in our wake.Fucking on the cross—now that’s what I call extreme! We’re condemning ourselves to hell, but hey, what a wild ride it’ll be. Satan, aka the real MVP, will be waiting with open arms.

But wait, there’s a twist! I’ll leave you hanging Priest, because Lucifer himself will be my new main squeeze. That’s right, I’m going full demonic!The choir boys and girls aren’t safe either. Their angelic voices will echo through the church no more—instead, they’ll scream in ecstasy. Their white robes will be stained—a testament to their deflowering.The phone will drip with evil, decadent desires. You’ll crawl under me, lick my pussy, and beg for more. Because that’s what you are—a little bitch in heat.

And when Satan’s cum fills me up, you’ll lap it out, worshiping his demonic prowess. ‘Oh God’ won’t be muttered—instead, ‘Hail Satan’ will echo through the chambers.

A new world order, a devilish dynasty—join me, and together, we’ll bring the church to its knees!

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies Explored with Me

killer phone sexIf you have killer phone sex fantasies or violent needs, we should talk. The older I get, the easier it has become for me to go to the dark recesses of my mind. I no longer feel guilty about helping men with their violent fantasies for young girls and hot teen sluts. This world I live in works on the survival of the fittest mentality. The weak get force fucked and even murdered. The strong survive and get paid.

Roger and I met on the snuff circuit. Back in the day we made some snuff flicks where he took the role as my executioner. We fucked for years off the camera, then I got a new master and had zero freedoms. But now that I am no longer owned, I can get back in the snuff porn world. And it is like I picked it up right where I left off. But with one difference. Now, I get to be the executioner or at least the accomplice.

I Love Being The Accomplice Now

I got excited when I saw that I missed a call from Roger the other night. But I called him back and we got together. At first, I thought he wanted me for a movie. Well, sort of. He wanted to make a home movie with this jailbait hitch hiker he picked up. He thought she might be a junkie. Kind of young looking to be a smack girl. But I saw the tracks too. I explained that likely, someone trafficked this girl and she tried to get away.  And she got addicted while in captivity. Happens often.

He wanted to make a homemade snuff flick. By that he meant he wanted to fuck her to death. I do not think anyone ever fucked me harder than Roger. Plus, with his monster cock, he would shred even the most used fuck hole. I filmed him exploring his rape phone sex fantasies with this strung-out little fuck puppet. And the camera loved her. Her cunt surprisingly still had an intact hymen because she bled like a stuck pig. However, he got his cock up her ass with zero difficulty.

I go back tomorrow night to film him killing her. He just wants to enjoy her tiny holes a bit longer. And I cannot say I blame him.

I want to see some Rape phone sex fantasies come true

Have you ever watched someone get their Rape phone sex fantasies fulfilled. The look in your eyes when you know you are about to get what you want, is sadistic. I love that look it reminds me of my uncle and he always got what he wanted. Therefore, I am now a willing accomplice. “There’s a young slut who is always left alone at home down the street” I said with a smirk. That night we snuck in and just like I said, she was alone. After we gave her a sniff of the special hanky, we have she was passed out.

It was then very easy to fit her little body in our duffle bag. Back home I undressed her and tied her up. Just I like I did with my uncle. The i stuff my fingers up her young bald cunt and she wakes up. “Glad you are up, time to find out what you were made for” I say sternly. Even though she had tears streaming down her face, I force her legs wide open. “She looks to tight and ripe” you say with your mouth starting to water. You got down and started to lick her bald pussy and ass.

After she was wet and glistening, I felt my pussy start to twitch. Knowing what was about to come have me excited. While you had a wild look in your eyes you start to push inside her little pussy. She tried to scream from the pain. So, I sat on her face. That way the vibrations from her screams would muffle into my cunt. I learned that when I was young that it would get me off. As you rammed her hard, she screamed harder into my pussy. “Ram her until she goes limp” I moan as I start to cum in her mouth.

Rape phone sex fantasies

Her tight cunt being ripped open was too much for you to take. You start pumping her full of cum. After she got every drop you said, “how can we keep her”. I know that meant it was time for good old fashion napping, like I did with my uncle. 

GangBang Rape Porn Always Prolapses My Ass

gangbang rape pornNo woman wants to make a gangbang rape porn. But sometimes a man forces her to make one for money or coke. Feeling strung out and sore from stepson’s prior abuse of my fuck holes, I went looking for more coke to dull the pain. And although I got the coke, I got a lot more pain too. It might surprise you how well this soccer mom navigates the snuff world. One of these days, I might see too much and get myself murdered.

And the other night, I thought my 9 lives might be up. This one drug dealer I know, also traffics girls. But I am not supposed to know that. Although I am fucked up most of the time around seedy snuff porn makers, I can handle my coke better than anyone knows. I went to pee before the gang bang and saw a room of mostly naked young girls in shackles. They looked strung out too. I quickly closed the door before anyone else saw me.

The image of those young girls stayed in my mind while about 50 men with backed up balls sodomized me. Any time I do a gang bang, my ass seems to get more dick than my pussy. For most men, my asshole remains my tightest hole. And I get it. Men fist my cunt. Plus, I did give birth naturally a couple times. My pussy would not feel tight to a cock unless the cock appeared massive.

I Can Endure Fifty Men Giving Me a Hardcore Ass Pounding

And these cocks did feel massive. But they still wanted my asshole. So, this gang bang turned into ass rape porn. I acted more strung out than I was so if anyone worried about what I saw in that abandoned warehouse, they might assume I got too fucked up to remember. As men shoved their tree trunk cocks up my asshole, they pulled my hair, choked me and slapped my ass too. But I have endured worse than 50 men giving me a hardcore ass fucking.

Although my asshole prolapsed, and my body ached, I crawled out of that warehouse with my coke and my life. And that’s more than I can say about those young girls in shackles. When I got home, I snorted coke for hours to dull that memory and ease the pain of my ass.

Mutilation Phone Sex is an Hypnotic Sensational Time

Mutilation phone sex can really be so much of a rush it entrances you. In many cases there is a blind rage that courses through you and you just have to embrace  it. That spectacular feeling of ecstasy as you start to beat or cut that tender little sweet heart.

With a fit of rage and a need to pop one off thinking about the bratty apple of your eye being violated relentlessly. Taking into account that her sweet honey pot will be all the sweeter with daddy inside her.

Just fucking destroy her.  Here pervert take my knife. Go ahead, stab her in that precious pair of eyes. Go on now one then the other. Now look at her bloody little sockets. Effectively those are now a couple more holes to fuck. Go ahead and slam your dick in her sockets and scull fuck her.

Mutilation phone sex

Taboo Phone Sex Calls Lets Us Explore Your Dark Fantasies

taboo phone sexI thoroughly enjoy taboo phone sex calls. The darker and more depraved a man’s fantasy is the wetter my pussy gets. My years in the seedy underworld of snuff flicks ruined me for vanilla sex. So, when I date men, I find one with dark fantasies. I have survived in this world because I make myself useful to men. The kind of men who do dark shit with women like me.

Perhaps, I have 9 lives, or men just need me alive so I can be their accomplice. Once I aged out for my last master, I made myself invaluable to him so I could live. I bought my freedom one young girl at a time. And that gave me a passion for kidnapping young girls and boys for dominant men with dark fantasies. Honestly, I never saw myself as an accomplice phone sex partner. However, I came to enjoy kidnapping young girls for my former master.  Turns out I have a knack for luring young girls away from their wolf pack.

So, now I freelance. Helping men like you get a sweet young thing to fuck has turned into a profitable criminal enterprise. Perhaps, I am a human trafficker, but it just feels so good to lure some young thing away from the mall or the playground. I swear it gets easier and easier too. Dumb cunts never fear a woman. But they should. We can be just as evil as any man.

I Love Being That Dark Accomplice Who Helps You Get a Sweet Young Thing

My latest victim looked like a beauty queen. Hot teen slut who could walk a runway in Paris. Tall, thin and stunning in every way. She made my pussy purr.  But I did not lure her away from the mall with a bogus talent scout story for me. I lured this girl away from the mall for Eddie who paid me to help him make his rape phone sex fantasies a reality. He loved the girl I picked out for him. He wanted a cheerleader type teen girl. And he got it. Fucked her raw too.

I thought he might kill her as he enjoyed choking her while he rammed her jailbait cunt with his thick cock. But he took her home with him. He told me she will be his sex slave until she ages out. He wants to knock her up and keep her as a sex doll. Seemed risky to me. But he paid me. So, she is his problem now

As My Son’s Ass Rape Porn Star I Suffer Hours of Abuse

ass rape pornI think my life sometimes is all about being my son’s ass rape porn star.  My oldest boy summons me often to his place for a live streaming session. He lures me with coke. Gets me fucked up so he can stream himself abusing my fuck holes for his subscribers. Coke distracts me and numbs the pain. So, I never quite feel the brunt of what he does to me until the next morning. And believe me, I felt this last visit. I still feel it.

He made me spread my bird legs so he could see my large meat curtains hanging down and my prolapsed asshole too. When he grabbed my cunt lips, I knew I was in trouble. So, I buried my face in the bowl of coke and let him treat my pussy lips like silly putty he could pull and contort. But I know my boy loves his coked-up mama. Why else would he give me coke?

He made me beg for him to destroy my used up holes even more. So, he fucked my shit box first. Fisted it. According to him, I will never feel his cock in my stretched out asshole, so he gives me his fist instead. No lube. He never uses lube. He treats me like his torture sex doll. And I take it because I love my boy, and I love his coke.

I am My Son’s Fuck Puppet

As his arm rammed in and out of my prolapsed asshole, my body moved with him. Perhaps, he turned me into a sock puppet for a bit. He treated my asshole like a deep cavern for his exploration. Elbow deep inside his mama. In fact, he could push my stomach out with his fist because he buried his arm that deep in my shit box. As he did that, I heard the chimes of viewers tipping. He pulled my prolapsed asshole in and out with every thrust too.

Thankfully, he stopped fisting my ass to give my fun bags some attention. My asshole turned into his fleshlight. And my tits into his punching bags. He enjoys busting my implants. My tits have many scars from surgeries to fix my deflated implants. But he got tired of punching my tits and went back to my asshole sadly. It is my second tightest hole. This time he did use lube. Or so I thought. I heard him open a tube of something. So, I assumed he decided to use lube this time. Nope. He used Icy Hot on his arm to fist my ass some more.

While he turned my ass into his fuck puppet again, he had me in the downward dog position. And that’s just face down and ass up for easy access. As he destroyed my asshole with his arm, he used his free arm to punch the side of my face. That sent my dentures flying across the room. He choked me and punched me while fisting my ass. The kind of multi-tasking his fans like because the tips poured in.

His Viewers Love Seeing My Son Abuse My Used Fuck Holes

When he left my ass for the second time, I hoped it would all be over soon. But silly me. He had a lot more in him. As he skull fucked me he would rotate between punching my throat and choking me. Punched my eyes too. But he avoids my nose. He knows I need that to snort my cocaine. Told you he loves me. 

I think I passed out a few times from his chokeholds. He would slap me awake, just to choke me some more. Next time he punched my face awake.  And when he choked me again, I felt my eyes bulge out. I for real thought I might die, and his little live stream would turn into a snuff porn.

My son owns me. And he knows it. He controls me with copious amounts of good cocaine. He started slamming my head into the floor as he skull fucked me. At one point, he had me flattened on the floor. And when he saw me sprawled out, he decided to pull my tits around to my back and tie my hands with zipties to my tits. Ouch. But his viewers loved it. I heard many chimes.

He then pulled my legs behind my head to fuck my tightest hole. And that is not my cunt or my ass. It is my pee hole. He squirted Icy Hot on my pussy, so it would seep into my pee hole as he abused it. However, before he fucked my pee hole, he pissed inside it. The Icy Hot washed inside me with his urine and that took my pain to new heights. Tears welled up in my eyes as he pulled my meat curtains wide, and he shoved his cock deep inside my urethra.

My Boy Thinks My Tightest Hole is My Piss Hole

All I have now are broken holes. He has destroyed them all. When he pulled out of my piss hole, he spit in my face and choked me some more. He had me contorted like a pretzel. And no amount of coke could dull that pain. He punched my thighs, my chest, my stomach and my face as the tips rolled in.

 In honor of the Olympics, he decided to create a new sport. The whore toss. He spun my body around on the floor like I was a spinning top. His fingers were in my ass and cunt like I was a human bowling ball. As my body picked up momentum from spinning, he scooped me up and tossed me across the room.

Stars. I saw many stars as my body crashed into a wall hard. By the time he finished using me as fuck meat, I looked like the poster girl for a battered women’s shelter. My boy likes to beat his mommy beautiful. A few more throat punches, and eye smacks and he finished with me. As he looked at me bloodied, bruised and swollen, he pissed on me one more time before sending me home with a bowl of coke. My boy loves me.

The Butt-Fucked Whore: A Gangbang Redemption

Our unfortunate—or should I say, fortunate—heroine here, had a little problem. I dared to complain about the mighty art of ass-pounding. A huge no-no. Enter Master, the savior, the one who’d put this uppity bitch in my place.

Master’s plan? A harsh but necessary lesson—gangbang rape porn. But not just any old gangbang. Oh no, this was an all-out anal assault, a punishment designed to show me the error of my ways. And boy, did it work.

This whore was led to the alter of anal saturation. My mouth and ass  became the only holes available, a testament to my  new purpose in life—to be a butt-fucked slave. No more complaints, just sheer, unadulterated pleasure.

But here’s the irony. This masochistic bride loved every minute. Each complaint was met with stricter anal punishment, and that, my friends, was my  ultimate goal. I craved the burn of submission, the fire of ass-banging bliss.

Master, the wise sadist, knew how to break me. A few choice words, a firm hand, and a leather strap later, and I  was putty in his hands. my pale flesh bore the marks of his dominance, a sign of her submission.

But the real pleasure came afterward. Master stroked his cock into my gaping asshole, a final, humiliating act that sealed her fate. I was his, a possession to be used, abused, and butt-fucked at will.

And so, the butt-fucked bride found her true calling, a gangbang rape victim—a role she’d come to embrace.

Have a nice day, folks!

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