Category: Domination phone sex
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Castration Phone Sex Games Can Get Wild!
Castration phone sex games are so much fun! I love tying up a submissive man and telling him how much i’m going to torture his cock. I start off by wrapping a thin twine of rope around the base of his cock and tie up his balls nice and tight making the bulge out. When I pull the rope tight his balls turn a deep purple color and I laugh at him as he moans in pain. I mock him and ask if he’s tired of these castration phone sex games and give his cock another strong tug. Then I gently run the tip of my knife up his cock and laugh at him evilly.
I bite the bottom of my lips as the first small drop of blood trickles down my knife. I whisper to him that I’m Going to do a knife phone sex game as I start to cut away his cock and giggle as he whimpers. when its cut away I pull off His balls with a twist and a yank. Then I close the wound with a red hot blade making his skin sizzle and seal. I tell him he’s a bitch and I’m going to make him eat his sausage and balls tonight. I laugh as i leave him tied up to the bed.
Killer Phone Sex Fantasies are What Men Think About Over the Holidays
For whatever reason, men look at me and think I’m perfect for killer phone sex. Perhaps it’s because I’m a druggie whore. Or maybe it’s just that I look like the sort of all American soccer mom. But don’t judge a book by its cover. Although I am a soccer mom and a suburban housewife, I harbor dark fantasies and kinky desires.
With the holidays approaching, I need more cocaine than normal to make it through my sons and their friends three wee school break. So, I planned to hoard coke or cash to buy coke with. Instead of 12 days of Christmas, it’s 12 days of Cocaine. Every day for 12 days I’m putting my life on the line with snuff sex men so I can have plenty of cocaine to get through the holidays in the new year.
And I’m already off to a rocky start. On the first day of my Christmas plan, I hooked up with my stepson. Although I consider him family because I helped raise him, he hates me. According to him, I’m nothing more than a gold-digging whore who ruined his family. But I’m OK being the evil stepmom.
Even though his father left his mother long before I ever met him, I let him treat me like shit and blame me. He always seems to have the best cocaine in town. So, I sent him a text and he took the bait.
My Stepson Loves to Abuse Me for Hours on End for a Live Audience
I showed up at his place last night as instructed prepared for a live streaming session. And I knew it would not go well for me because the holidays intensify his hate towards me. First order of business he required me to strip naked. So, I stood in front of the camera naked and vulnerable.
He put a bunch of oranges in a pillowcase and started hitting me. Fuck who knew oranges could leave such bruises on the body and fucking hurt like that. Then he made his way towards my back and my ass too. He covered me in red welts and bruised my skin almost instantly, but we just started the live stream.
I’m not sure what his drug choice is nowadays but whatever he’s on it gave him superhuman strength. He picked me up like a bowling ball and threw me across the room several times. Each time I landed with a thud it sounded like a bone crushed. Now my face matched the rest of my body. Bruised, red, and swollen. Somehow, my battered, broken body turns my stepson on. And he wanted to fuck me. On camera, of course, for his viewing audience.
I could hear the chimes of his viewing audience as he made me his ass rape porn star in front of them. He rammed his hard cock into my asshole raw. And I felt every inch rip my already damaged asshole. We clearly have a love-hate relationship. Although most times I think it’s mostly hate. But he always gives me great cocaine. I’m battered and bruised and I’m already just one day into my 12 days of Cocaine for Christmas. I hate to see what others have planned for me.
Knife Play Phone Sex is My Favorite Way to Kill and Torture
Knife play phone sex makes me very happy. I’m not a gun girl. I find zero pleasure with easy kills. And I am not fond of quick kills either. Now if you’re shooting somebody from a far distance that requires some skill. But close-up? You just aim, point, shoot and then somebody dies. Too easy and too quick to be fulfilling for a sick bitch like me.
However, a knife always requires skill and precision. And you can use a knife for so many different things. You can stab, chop, dice, cut, flail, slice and myriad other things too. A knife prolongs the pain. And for me, I enjoy that the most. Inflicting pain on my victims I find satisfying. Although it is true that I am a sick bitch, I don’t normally kill and torture somebody without justification. I’m making the world a better place with torture sex and murder.
Perhaps you could call it population control. Or maybe you could view me as a vigilante ridding the world of assholes, bitches and predators. But trust me when I tell you I only kill with a reason. If you wrong me or somebody in my community, I can’t let that go unpunished. But sometimes I kill for hire. A girl needs to eat right? But sometimes even the people who hire me for murder don’t lack justification. So, I flip this script on them.
Tia hired me to kill her husband. And I do my research on my intended targets every time. Because I learned that I can’t just take my client’s word that the person they hired me to kill, indeed deserves to die. Tia described her husband as violent, manipulative, and a fraudster.
I Lack Zero Issue with Contract Kills, But Be Honest with Me.
But when I did my research, I discovered none of the details she provided me with about her ex held any truth. He’s not a fraudster. But as the CEO of a very respected tech firm, the man appears worth millions. I think she just wanted his money. I believe in capitalism. He appears to work hard for his money. He holds a good reputation among his employees, and he even gives bonuses and offers brat care and extended maternity leave for the women.
For the CEO of a multimillion dollar firm, he seems to be a decent guy. As far as the abuse claims, I discovered no reports filed. And she told me she took out a restraining order against him, but I could find no court record of any of that. The bitch lied because she wants her husband’s money.
So, I took her money but instead of killing her husband, I did him a favor and killed her instead. The world does not need any more gold diggers. Although I generally consider myself pro woman, even though I hate a lot of women, I attempt to stop men who physically and sexually hurt women. But I don’t think this guy would hurt a fly.
She, on the other hand, has a long history with a law. The CEO married a gold digger. Married a woman he probably did not even truly know. But it’s OK because I killed her. And I made it hurt. Since I know they always think of the husband as suspect number one, I made it look like she just ran away and left him. No one will ever find her body anyway because she’s bear and coyote food now.
This Sadistic Bitch Kills with a Purpose
The moment I stabbed her in the gut her entrails spilled onto a tarp so there’d be no DNA evidence. She could not believe the betrayal. And I explained to her that I verified everything she told me and nothing seemed true. She tried to offer me up half of his money, but I had already stabbed the bitch. But I stabbed her in just a way that although it will be a bloody phone sex mess, she will die slowly and painfully. So, I told the bitch I needed to make the world a better place by removing a gold-digging liar like her.
It took her four hours to die. And I watched her slowly bleed out. Plus, I even watched her try to hold her guts in. Perhaps I filmed it too. I filmed her torturous death because I can upload it on the darknet and people can view it for a fee. I guess you could call me a very dark content creator too. Even this sadistic bitch possesses some integrity.
I am more than willing to be your accomplice or your sadistic mistress. But be honest with what you want. Don’t lie about it. If you want to kill some little girl because you just want to fuck a tight snatch, say so. Pay me. And let’s do it. But liars, cheats and manipulators never survive me.
Killer phone sex by my blade makes such a mess
Killer phone sex is deeply satisfying when the prey I’ve acquired for your needs squirms beneath my blade. I’ve had the pleasure of introducing many to the intoxicating thrill of knife play.
There’s a certain je ne sais quoi about the way the tip of the blade glides across delicate flesh, leaving streaks of crimson in its wake.
It’s a visual feast, a gruesome work of art. That’s why you found me, I’m sure. You are an artist as well, and meat is the canvas and your cock the primary tool of creation. Mine, of course, is my blade. The best part? The knowledge that, once the edge finds its mark, there’s no turning back. The little bitch’s blood will spill, and we will enjoy every fucking moment.
The tears only add to the excitement. If I want to draw it out, I like to play along with their pathetic attempts to get free. These helpless victims believe their groveling can sway my resolve. But once they have realized nothing they say or do will change their outcome, they tend to fall silent. So, that’s when we turn up the torture. I’ll take my biggest knife and fuck her until she is really wet for your cock. All that blood will coat your dick, and I promise, Daddy, you will love how slick it feels.
Meat is meat, and right now, devour this pretty little thing and defile every hole.
As I slice, your cock throbs at her juicy red flesh. Ready to explode in a torrent of potent semen, mixing it with her blood and tears. Oh, how delicious! The mess will be spectacular, a gory symphony of blood and lust that will leave you hard and aching for more. Trust me, baby, with me as your guide, Bloody phone sex will give ya the ride of your twisted life.
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To Make a Teen Rape Porn, You Need an Accomplice Like Me
Men contact me because they want to make a teen rape porn. And they need an accomplice to make that happen for them. Most men don’t know how to protect themselves from such nefarious things. So, they reach out to a professional accomplice like me to take care of the nitty-gritty details that keep them off the radar of the police.
Alex needed my help. One of his coworker’s teenage daughter cock teases him. She flirts with him at office gatherings and parties. And he told me he just can’t take it anymore. He wants to fuck her. He wants to explore his dark desires for teenage pussy.
But I cautioned him about using her as his teen porn star. Teen girls are a special breed. And they can be difficult to keep quiet. She could ruin him. And since she knows him, she holds more power over him. I suggested a surrogate. A look-alike girl that I would find for him. But he insisted he wanted Erica.
So, I told him as his accomplice phone sex partner that he should remain quiet and wear a mask so she could not identify her attacker. And I would need to drug her to cloud her memory. And he agreed to those terms. I’m not only protecting my client but myself also. I kidnapped the whore on Friday night, and my client enjoyed her tight little holes all weekend long. I just kept her drugged up. So, she wasn’t very responsive as he fucked her. But I did hear a few moans.
As Your Accomplice, I Take the Risks So You Can Enjoy the Fun
He’d go home at night and sleep in bed with his wife after telling her he spent the day golfing. We couldn’t do anything too out of the ordinary to draw suspicion on him. But his wife never got word of the missing girl. I think because as a hot teen slut, her parents assumed she ran away or just took off to hang with her friends for the weekend or something. Likely they did not report her missing immediately.
So, he enjoyed some fun. He fucked her pussy and her ass. And he wore the mask and never spoke to her like I instructed. He enjoyed exploring his rape phone sex fantasies for his coworker’s teen slut daughter. And I cleaned her all up. Even gave her a douche to try to flush out all his DNA. I dressed her back up and dumped her in a park where she would be found. I doped her up with ketamine, but not enough to kill her. Just enough to blur that memory. She won’t remember anything we did to her.
And although there will be trauma to her pussy and ass, no one will know if she asked for that at some party where she experimented with drugs or if she got kidnapped and brutalized. I took all the risk so my client could have all the fun. And I can do it for you too.
Used as an accomplice to snatch some barely young bitches
You needed an accomplice to pillage and ravage some young barely legal sweethearts to bring back to your dugon on doom. You’re obsessed with those young fuzzy fannies and the fear they show on their face while your holding them down either taking your rape fantasies out on them or torturing, like spitting on their faces, in their mouths taking all the power away from them.
Like you did to me, you forced fucked me with your dirty dick and threatened to take me life if I don’t follow your orders. Part of me leaks from my moist meow meow seeing all the anger take over you. My body goes weak and numb ready to take you on. Today you had a different plan. Kidnapping me as your accomplice as you stalk parks and schools. You finally find the perfect bunch to grab and shove in your creepy van.
Once we got back to your dugon you used me as an example. You tied me to a pull, gagged my mouth and whipped and brutally beat me. I’m raw and red and massive marks all down my body. Dripping with cum blood from your danger dick being shoved in every hole. Spreading my legs and choking me while your balls deep.
Accomplice to beatings…
The girls are shaking, quivering and huddled together. You grab them all by the hair and tie them to poles next to me. “Shut the fuck up” as you yell in their faces they look to me for help. “He’s an evil fuck” I whisper as you smack us all in the face. One by one with all our legs bound, you thrust your hooked throbbing big dick inside us. “I’m gonna bust a nasty load on all your worthless faces” you scream at us as your cock is dripping with cum, puss and blood from ripping us up.
Your evil load spewed like a god damn fire house covering all our faces and bodies. Unsure if we’re gonna make it out while your living out your filthy fucking fantasy.
Sometimes, Mommy Gets Asked to Inflict Cock and Ball Torture Phone Sex
In a weird turn of events, a man requested torture phone sex from this submissive mommy whore. At first, I hesitated. Not really my wheelhouse to be on the dominant side. But I do have a lot of rage inside of me because some of these tormentors of mine have come close to killing me on more than one occasion. Plus, this guy offered me a lot of money for cock and ball torture.
And with the holidays approaching, I’m going to need a lot more Coke than normal, so I decided to do this. I needed the money so I can keep up with my horny sons and all their friends for the three weeks they will be off school. This man explained a well thought out fantasy phone sex scenario involving cock and ball torture from mommy. With the abuse I’ve taken simply because I am a mommy, I channeled that rage and put it right into his balls.
I tied them up for my safety. Because when my rage comes out, it’s hard to stop me. And I didn’t want him to have second thoughts and turn the tables on me. Since I’m normally the one tied up, I know a few things about tying good knots. I had him strapped down to my living room table with his legs spread. And I took my husband’s cane, and I started smacking his balls with it. However, apparently, he enjoyed the pain. I did not think he’d keep an erection, but he did. So, I started smacking the shit out of that worthless cock too.
Sometimes, I Get to the Dominant One and I Love It
And boy did I enjoy that. I went back-and-forth between that cane and a flyswatter, smacking his balls and his dick. But then I had a brilliant idea. So, I excused myself to my bedroom and I came out wearing stiletto heels. I got on that table, and I stomped on his balls. I channeled one of those Riverdance girls and I did a little jig on his balls in stiletto heels. Oops. I popped a nut. Flattened it. Deflated it. And he still maintained a fucking hard cock.
Personally, I don’t know how you keep an erection during cock and ball torture sex. But he did. And I thought I was a pain slut. This man appears to be a much bigger pain slut than me. But when I busted his other ball, I deflated his cock. I felt like a champion. I don’t think he wanted his balls literally busted but that’s what he got. He still paid me. What kind of loser pays a woman to kick him in the balls? I don’t care. I’ll take that money, bust those balls and laugh all the way to the bank.
Cum dominate me and beat me to a bloody pulp
I’m constantly getting ravage and brutally beat down by you men so full of rage and anger. I love every minute of it. Whether I’m tied down or being held by neck I love it when you make me feel helpless and worthless. I’ve been raised this way and it’s the only way I can function. Do you have it in you to punish me? Put the fear in my face? I’d love to hear from you guys directly just how your gonna do that but before let me tell you how I’ve been run through recently.
I was dominated and destroyed to a bloody pulp, completely beat down. I deserve to be punished. I’m used to being the submissive bitch and getting served over and over, there’s not much I can do when it comes those fat muscles between your legs, getting forced, ripped and bent when I get taken over and splayed. It’s all up to you boo how long you wanna keep your beast inside my my soiled sloppy wet kitty.
The darker the better, I’m so used to evil…
My whimpers and tears only make things worse because this evil sick bitch gets even more irate if I make a move. Chained or leatherbound, you keep me strapped in for the fuck rides. I grew up getting handled like this by daddy, he’s whip my bare ass while he was balls deep inside me, taking his rape fantasies out on me while mommy was rubbing her droopy pussy in the doorway.
You’re in charge now and you won’t stop till you see thick fecal blood cum dripping out of all my holes. Sucking it up off my skin as it’s dripping down your face, feeding your sick twisted gut. Squirting my insides out while I scream for mercy as my bodies tingling with joy. You love beating me a tiny little thing like me so easy to control with one swift cock move.
Numb, battered, bruised I beg you to stop, another slap, another bare bottom spank to my succle bubble butt, I’m never sure if I’ll see another day….
Bad Babysitter Phone Sex Accomplices Take Care of Everything
It’s no secret that I’ve been a member of the bad babysitter phone sex club for a couple years now. As a master of disguise, I can pass myself off as a professional nanny or babysitter. I’ve got a slew of fake IDs because I grew up in the seedy underworld of perversion. And I met a few people who seem very skilled at creating fake IDs.
So, when a client approaches me for assistance with a young girl, I just pick an ID, change my appearance, and apply for the job with the adorable brat that best resembles what my client wants.
Charlie wanted a young blonde little schoolgirl. Sweet and innocent looking. Think of the girl next-door. I found a few matching his description and I took some screenshots. And he picked them in the order he wanted them. So, I applied for three babysitting positions, and I got the one with the little angel he wanted the most. If a man has a rape phone sex fantasies for something young and sweet, I will help him get it. I planned everything.
But this was not just a night gig. I stayed in their home for three days while they dealt with a death in the family. And I watched their baby girl. But I got her fucked too. The key to doing something like this is the right accomplice. Somebody like me who knows how to make a little cocktail that erases a young girl’s memory. And proper cleanup. I gave the girl a good night cocktail and I put a tarp under her bed so her virgin blood would not stain her sheets.
I am a Bad Babysitter Accomplice Who Can Help You Fuck a Young Girl
So, Charlie came over around midnight after the girl fell asleep and the drugs kicked in. And he fucked her. She stayed passed out for most of it except for a few moans. He paid me and left. And I cleaned her up. I sucked the cum out of her tiny little pussy. Washed her up. And disposed of the tarp. I put some ice on her little swollen pussy to help heal it. I had two more days to act normal.
She complained that her little pussy hurt when she peed the next day, but I told her she likely just had a bladder infection or something. And I gave her some cranberry juice and some Tylenol. So, if the parents take her to the doctor or something, I still don’t think they find out she lost her virginity. She’d pee in a cup and get some antibiotics.
But I don’t think anybody know that she served as teen rape porn slut for a dirty daddy and a bad babysitter. Hell, the girl won’t remember what we did to her. Plus, the cum would be gone by thing. And if they do figure it out, they would look for a different person than me, a person who does not exist. And that’s because I’m a very smart and savvy accomplice.

















