Category: Domination phone sex

Evil Phone Sex Sets The Stage for a Dark Symphony

I, Morticia, descend into my hidden sanctum to perform the ultimate satanic ritual. Evil Phone Sex is what pleases me best, and it ultimately pleases the dark goddess.
First, I capture a strong young man and drag him to my blood-stained altar. Next, I strip him bare and bind his limbs tightly to the stone. Moreover, I do so with ritual ropes soaked in the blood of previous sacrifices.
Then, I light the surrounding black candles that outline my circle. Then, I chant and draw the inverted pentagram in fresh blood on the floor.
My chant is the forbidden words that summon the dark goddess’s presence. Ultimately, I begin feeling her evil power fill the chamber.
Now, the air grows heavy and electric as I raise my ritual athame and begin the blood letting. First, I slice shallow cuts across his chest and thighs. With pleasure, watching hot red blood well up and trickle down his body.
Next, I smear the gore over my naked skin, painting myself in his essence to honor her. Then I mount him, guiding his hardening cock into my wet cunt. Therefore, I am riding him with vicious thrusts that make the altar shake.

Evil Phone Sex Leads Me Into a Dark Ritual

As I fuck him, I deepen the cuts, carving satanic symbols into his flesh. Ultimately, blood pours freely, soaking the altar and splattering my face and breasts.
Next, I lean down and lick the wounds. Therefore, tasting his life force while I grind my clit against him. In fact, his pain fuels my sadistic pleasure and strengthens the ritual.
Essentially, the dark goddess requires his death as the final offering. Whereas my Sadistic phone sex ritual ensues. So, I stab the blade into his side, twisting it to release more gore and entrails.
Now, I ride harder, feeling his cock pulse inside me as his body weakens from the blood loss. With blood and viscera covering us both in a glorious mess.
When his orgasm nears despite the agony, I slash his throat deeply. Therefore, an arterial spray covers me as he bucks and cums hard inside my pussy.
Therefore, I climax violently at the same moment. Instinctively, my walls clench around his dying cock. All while his blood floods the altar.
Finally, his body goes limp in death. However, I continue fucking his cooling corpse. While smearing more gore across my body.
In the end, the dark goddess is deeply pleased by my ritualistic snuff sex. Therefore, I have offered her the ultimate sacrifice of blood, sex, and soul. Power surges through me as I revel in the destruction I caused.
Evil Phone Sex

Gangbang Rape Porn Made Them Violate All My Holes!

 

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I’m still shaking, my thighs coated in a thick, sticky glaze of cum from four different cocks. They didn’t ask; they just took. I remember the feeling of being slammed face-down onto the cold floor, my wrists pinned behind my back while the first one spat in my hair and called me a worthless, gaping slut.

The first cock ripped into my pussy without a drop of lube, a brutal thrust that had me screaming into the carpet. He didn’t care. He just gripped my hips, bruising the skin, and hammered away while the second one shoved his thick head into my mouth, gagging me until I choked on his seed.

“Take it, you fucking hole,” he growled, slapping my ass red.

While I was still sobbing and gasping for air, the other two took turns wrecking my tight ass. I felt my walls stretching, tearing, as they swapped, shoving their hard dicks in and out of me in a relentless rhythm. I was nothing but a piece of meat for them to use. By the time they all finished, painting my face and chest in hot, white loads, I couldn’t even stand. I just lay there, leaking and ruined, exactly where a pathetic bitch like me belongs.

Men Turn Women Into Ass Rape Porn Stars

ass rape pornMen love ass rape porn. Women have asses for a reason, right. Assholes exist for men to bust them. My eye for talent and my experience as an anal porn star makes me popular among men looking for something much younger and tighter to fuck. And I like helping men find assholes to bust.

So, I took my client window shopping looking for a nice ass to fuck. Doesn’t matter if the girl is willing or not. That ass is there to be taken. My client and I found a cute teen girl and boy did that girl have an ass on her. But at her age, I figured no man had popped either cherry yet. Perfect. My client likes to be the first one to bust an ass.

To some, anal sex seems like taboo phone sex. But it shouldn’t be taboo. We wouldn’t have a hole in our asses if men were not meant to fuck it. So, we took that girl back to my place. I made her a star. She fell for my model scout bullshit. But in a way I did make her a star. More specifically a hardcore anal porn star. I tied her hands behind her back, pushed her onto her stomach with a pillow under her. Then I spread open her ass cheeks and told my client to take what belongs to him in the first place.

Assholes Exist So Men Will Bust Them Open

He tore her ass up. She screamed bloody murder. I told her there are far worse things that could happen to her than men ravaging her asshole. And I could tell she thought about that. She could just as easily end up dead. Lord knows when I made hardcore anal porn, some girls just couldn’t hack it. And they just disappeared. I could make this girl disappear too.

So, she finally stopped screaming. But she still wouldn’t relax enough to enjoy. However, her enjoyment did not matter. Only my client’s enjoyment mattered. And in that moment, he never looked happier. He did what he loved. And that would be fucking virgin assholes and turning girls into anal sluts.

He ravaged her asshole for hours. It almost looked like he prolapsed her asshole. Cum just dripped out of her butt like a leaky faucet. The girl appeared covered in sweat and cum. My client’s dick dripped still. So, I made that little bitch spit shine his dirty dick. She hated it. But she did it. That bitch heard me. She knew this could’ve easily ended up as snuff sex. So, she sucked it up, started to relax and I think maybe another hardcore sex star was born.

Just Because I am No Stranger to Gangbang Rape Porn Does Not Mean I Like It

gangbang rape pornI’m no stranger to gangbang rape porn. I’ve been making those kinds of films for a decade in exchange for coke money. I’m going to be honest about something. The roughest gangbang movie I ever made involved women. And I told myself never again. But desperate times call for desperate measures. And I really needed a cocaine fix over the weekend. None of my normal dealers could be found. So, I called Sheila. Her enthusiasm and eagerness to help me should’ve been my warning.

So, I showed up at her place. And she had 20 young girls with her. I figured they would be my costars. Men get excited over the prospect of a girl orgy. But with Sheila, nothing feels sensual. I knew it would involve some huge sex toys and of course those girls’ arms too. Last snuff porn I made with her I couldn’t sit or shit right for a month. Sheila just films the action. But she doesn’t get involved in it. She let her apprentices enjoy me.

I just prayed they brought lubrication this time. Last time she thought it would be funny for 10 girls to fist my ass dry. Appeared to be double the girls this time. When I scanned the room, I saw all the sex toys, but I didn’t see any Vaseline or lubrication. At least Sheila let me do a little line of her cocaine. And she gave me some poppers too. Been forever since I’ve done them. But they’re good for hardcore anal sex.

Women Treat Me Far Worse Than Any Man

However, I knew I could not get high enough to not feel the pain that would soon come. Those girls appeared a quarter of my age, but they already seemed to hate me and everything I stand for. Not that I stand for anything other than being a dirty mom and a party whore.

But those girls just looked at me with disdain in their eyes. The poppers kicked in, and I felt my ass open. And that proved to be a godsend because some of them just rammed their fists in without warning and without lubrication. These girls left rings on their fingers. They wanted to destroy my ass.

And it lasted over four hours. They bent me into a pretzel, exposing my asshole and opening it as wide as they could. Not only did they shove their fists in my ass raw, but they used huge dildos too without lubrication. At one point, some of them peed into my gaped hole. Like I said, desperate times. In my head, I always know I will regret something. But my need for cocaine makes me forget all the rational things.

My asshole might not ever go back to size. If you could see it now, you would think somebody took the wide end of a wine bottle and shoved it up my ass. The life of an ass rape porn. But at least I got my cocaine. And in the end, that’s all that mattered.

Young Voice Phone Sex fun with sweet innocent virgin Cora!

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Young Voice Phone Sex fun with sweet innocent virgin Cora!

I am the last girl in my class to lose my virginity, and it’s getting to be so embarrassing!

Everyone has these naughty stories of all the nasty stuff they let their boyfriends do with their pussies!

I just need to find a man who will fuck me hard and raw, so I have the best story to tell!

I don’t care if it’s my teacher, the principal, or even the janitor, I am sucking some dick tonight!

Maybe I should fuck all three, that will really get me known as a whore around school!

I’ll start with the janitor, hello, be easy.

I’ll just walk right into the janitor’s closet where he hangs out and get on my knees and offer to suck his cock!

Who would say no to that!

And he’s just my warm-up.

My teacher is going to be a bit harder.

I’ll slide off my panties and roll up my skirt, so my bald little pussy is sticking out.

I’ll tell him I need some help after class.

And once everyone leaves, I’ll sit on his desk and spread my legs really wide.

My pussy will be so juicy from sucking the janitor’s cock already, how could he say no to me?!

And after he fucks me raw and comes inside me, he’ll have to send me to the principal’s office, so he doesn’t get caught.

But once I’m there, I’ll just show the principal my hairless pussy dripping in my science teacher’s cum.

I’ll beg him to suck it out of me, so I don’t get pregnant from my nasty charades around school.

Again, what horny man could say no to this pussy!

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Bad Babysitter Phone Sex Babes are Always in Demand

babysitter phone sexI enjoy being the bad babysitter phone sex babe. Much easier for a woman to get a babysitting gig than a man. Even most men don’t trust another man to watch their cute little one. But they’ll trust a bimbo babe. So go figure. It’s so easy even in the modern technology age to create a new identity. When it comes to babysitting sites, I’ve learned how to manipulate them. Of course, I do have some help from a guy I met on the dark web. He taught me everything I know about creating a digital identity and faking references.

But most parents see a woman, and they don’t realize I’m a package deal. Over the weekend, I watched a little boy. A cute little boy too. A client hired me to get him access to a cute little boy butt. And since I am not a mother, being a freelance babysitter gives me access to random boys and girls. I feel like a horny teenager sneaking in her boyfriend after my parents went to bed. I drugged my little charges with a nighttime cocktail and then my partner arrived.

Perhaps I should say my dirty accomplice phone sex partner. Because he pays me way better than I get paid for babysitting. The babysitting money is nothing compared to what this guy paid me to fuck a boy ass. I didn’t use to understand why a grown man would want to fuck a little boy. I guess in my mind I thought a little boy could not have a big enough cock to satisfy anyone. But then I realized it’s about that tight fucking hole. Nothing will feel tighter on a man’s dick than a little one’s tight ass.

As the Bad Babysitter, I Help You Fuck Little Butts and Cunts

And boys possess cute little bubble butts. I don’t wonder anymore. And I want to help men fuck a boy butt. So, I take the money and I deliver a boy butt to my client. And my client seemed happy with my choice. A cute little blonde waif with a tiny bubble butt. I put a tarp under the boy as he slept like a rock from my milk cocktail. This way you don’t leave evidence on the sheets. If I’m the accomplice, I think of everything.

My client asked me to film this young boy ass rape porn. It didn’t last long. In fact, I think he felt embarrassed that he only got a few thrusts in before he nutted in that boy’s ass. I went through a lot of work for only five minutes of action. A little disappointing. But I got paid, nonetheless. My price is not based on time but on risk. The riskier an assignment is the more I charge for it. And fucking a young boy in his race car bed seems like a high risk.

For five minutes of pleasure, I required several hours of cleanup. I needed to make it look like nobody came into the home and fucked their son‘s boy butt while he slept off a druggie stupor. But I don’t think the parents suspected a thing. They paid me $50 for the evening, which is a lot more than I made babysitting 20 years ago. However, it could not compare to the 10 grand my client paid me to fuck their son ‘s asshole. By the time he wakes up and starts complaining that it hurts to poop, I will be back to my real identity, and nobody will know who to look for.

Snuff Sex is all That Satisfies My Hungry Holes!

 

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I’m hanging upside down in the steel frame, legs forced into a brutal V by the spreader bar locked to the ceiling. My arms are wrenched behind my back in leather cuffs, a thick anal hook buried deep in my asshole and chained to my collar so every twitch pulls it harder. My cunt and stretched shithole are pointed straight at the door, dripping and exposed for anyone who walks in.

Master circles me, boots echoing. “Look at this pathetic fuckpig. Spread wide like the worthless set of holes you were born to be.”

He slaps my swollen pussy hard. The sting shoots through me and I whimper.

“Women don’t get to say no. Your only purpose is to take cock, to be used, to be filled until cum leaks out of every hole. That’s what you’re for.”

He shoves two fingers into my cunt, then three, twisting roughly while the hook tugs my ass open. I moan like the desperate slut I am.

“Say it.”

“My purpose… is to be a fucktoy for men,” I choke out, voice shaking.

He laughs and drives his thick cock straight into my cunt while the hook stays buried in my ass. Every thrust rocks the frame and yanks the hook deeper. Pain and shame flood me as he uses me like an object.

“Take it, whore. This is what you were made for.”

I hang there, cunt and ass stuffed, drooling, completely at his mercy, exactly where I belong.

Strangulation Phone Sex is The Best Way to Fantasy Rape Me

Strangulation Phone Sex is only the appetizer. First, let me struggle for air as my ass gets spanked. Ultimately, squeezing, groping, exploring, and slapping my whore body into submission.
So, I’m alone in my dark bedroom, phone pressed to my ear, the stranger’s low voice wrapping around me like smoke.
His first command: “Breathe for me, Geneva.” So, my fingers tighten around my own throat, squeezing just enough to make my pulse hammer.“Yes, Daddy,” I gasp, already soaked. “Strangle me harder.”
Oh, his laugh is dark, hungry. “Good girl. Now get on your knees and push that ass up for me.”
So, I drop the phone on speaker and scramble onto all fours on the bed. Therefore, my back arched, and my knees spread wide.
Now, cool air kisses my dripping pussy and tight little hole as I reach back and spread my cheeks for him.
“Like this?” I whimper. “My ass is yours. Take it while you choke me.” Consequently, his voice drops an octave as he commands my next move: “Hands on your throat. Both of them. Squeeze.”
Thus, I obey instantly. So, my fingers dig into my neck, cutting off my air in a perfect ring.
Stars burst behind my eyelids. Furthermore, the room spins into deeper blackness. However, my hips keep rolling, offering my ass higher.
Ultimately, desperate for the feel of his thick cock slamming into me, I beg, “Harder,” voice cracking.
“Please… strangle me while you fuck my ass.”

Strangulation Phone Sex with a Deep Ass Pounding

Now, I feel him there in my mind. Ultimately, his big hand clamped around my throat, the other gripping my hip, driving deep.
Every thrust forces a broken moan past my lips. Ultimately, my clit throbs untouched. Before long, I’m dripping down my thighs, ass clenching around nothing but aching for everything.
“More,” I beg, squeezing tighter. As the blackness edges in, sweet and terrifying.  Moreover, “Choke me out. Make me cum while I can’t breathe.”
Finally, my body shakes. Now, the pressure in my throat and the filthy fantasy push me right to the edge.
So, I rock my ass back harder, imagining him pounding me mercilessly while his grip turns iron.
“Cum for me, Geneva,” he commands. Ultimately, I shatter, as my orgasm rips through me in violent waves. At last, my pussy pulsing, ass twitching as I gasp and wheeze under my own strangling hands.
Essentially, the darkness swallows me whole for one perfect, terrifying second. Then, I collapse onto the sheets, gasping, smiling, already whispering into the phone for more.
“Again… please. Strangle me harder next time.”
Strangulation Phone Sex

Mutilation Phone Sex is The Greatest Foreplay

Mutilation phone sex is my dark passion. I’m Morticia, a goddess born of shadow and flame. Therefore, a satanic witch whose hunger is fed only by the sight of flesh torn and blood flowing.
So, I stand in my obsidian chapel, the air thick with incense. Moreover, the chamber fills with the low chant of damned souls.
So, I summon my first victim—a strapping knight whose armor gleams like a lie. With a flick of my wrist, the sigils etched into the floor flare crimson, and his steel gauntlets melt away. Essentially, revealing raw skin that shivers under my gaze.
Next, I lift the jagged athame, its blade black as a void, and draw it across his throat. Most importantly, not to kill, but to carve a deep, smiling gulf that spurts hot blood onto the stone. Therefore the blood of Snuff sex fuels my darkness.
So,the knight gasps, eyes wide, and I laugh, a sound that rattles the rafters. Next, as I press my palm into the wound, I feel the warm pulse throb against my fingers.
Next, I turn to a trembling maiden whose hair flows like midnight silk. So, I bind her wrists with chains that hiss as they sear. Then I take a pair of rusted shears and snip the tendons of her ankles, one by one. Therefore, listening to the soft snap as each fiber gives way.

Mutilation Phone Sex is Something That I Dream About

Consequently, she collapses, a broken doll, and I straddle her chest. With nails sinking into her breasts, tearing away the soft tissue until the ivory ribs peek through. Now, slick with my own dark ichor.
Afterwards, I summon a circle of acolytes. Now, their robes are soaked in the sweat of fear. Therefore, I lay the knight and the maiden side by side.
Alas, I raise an obsidian chalice, fill it with the mingled blood of the two.  Accordingly, I drink, feeling the power of their suffering surge through my veins. This is how I love Sadistic Phone Sex so.
So, the chapel shudders, the walls bleed black. Ultimately, I, Morticia, revel in the symphony of screams. Essentially, the suffering, for each torn limb and shattered bone, is a hymn to my satanic glory.
Mutilation Phone Sex

Bloody Phone Sex Massacres Excite Me

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex seems perfect for a self-proclaimed gore whore. I grew up watching horror movies and gaining a strong affinity for bloody massacres. What can I say? I’m very visceral. I respond positively to the sight of blood. I love the feel of it. And I like the taste of it too.

Perhaps you could call me a vampire. I do love blood. Plus, I have the most fun after midnight. And summer is here so that means the bars become packed with college fuckers home for summer break. For the most part, I find the college boys and girls vapid and rabid. I don’t mean literally rabid.

But I think most people understand that college boys and girls are among the meanest folks around. Self-entitled mean girl behavior never gets rewarded. In fact, with me, it makes you a target. A target of my wrath. And I thought she might make a perfect snuff porn star.

As a Gore Whore I Love a Bloody Massacre

Last night I met a vapid and very rabid coed. I tried to blend in looking less Goth like and more normal. I sat at the bar, watching these bitches in action. And I took personal offense to this blonde prissy bitch who started body shaming other girls in the bar. She’s nothing more than a bully. And she needed to die.

So, I spiked her drink and acted like her Uber driver. I read rooms extremely well. So, I knew she did not come with anybody. That seemed part of the problem. She lacked a wolf pack. So, I acted like her Uber driver and took her to my kill shack in the woods. Although during Covid, I built an underground dungeon extension to my house with a tunnel that leads out into the middle of the woods. I like to use this shack in the woods when I’m going to make a bloody mess.

The drugs kicked in during the Uber ride, and she passed out in the back of my car. Woke up, stripped naked and tied to a wood table. This cabin my grandfather left me looks primitive like the cabin in the Evil Dead movies. When this girl woke up, she immediately started spewing her bullshit.

So, I told her she was about to meet her maker. I can’t tolerate bad behavior. Perhaps it’s safe to call me a vigilante. I just possess a very low threshold for what I will kill for. And body shaming some woman publicly in a bar earned her the right to die.

Some Folks Deserve to Die, So I Make it Happen

Normally, I would prolong the torture sex. That’s part of the fun for me not just the bloody mess that happens afterwards. But everything that leads up to that bloody massacre, I enjoy too. However, her shrill voice annoyed the fuck out of me. I put duct tape over her mouth, but I could still hear her. So, I ended up cutting the torture part short and plunging my knife right into her belly button. And I pulled that knife all the way up to her sternum and watched her die as I held her entrails in my hands. I like to cut a bitch because it creates a bloody mess.

I hosed off her DNA. But I know one of those medical black lights will catch the blood splatter. These floors may look clean, but they’re all saturated with the blood of my victims over the decades. But the only thing ever left behind is a little DNA. Because I dragged her body out to the woods and let nature serve as my accomplices. Some folks just deserve to die. And that bitch was one of them.