Category: Evil phone sex

Rena Gets Wet For Strangulation Phone Sex

strangulation phone sexA hot strangulation phone sex call that went like this…

 

One night, I was out at a party when I met this guy named Alex. He was hot as hell and had these piercing blue eyes that just drew me in. We started talking and he mentioned that he was into some pretty kinky stuff, like strangulation during sex. At first, I was a bit hesitant but something about him made me want to explore my darker desires with him.

As the night went on, we ended up leaving the party together and heading back to his place. The moment we stepped inside, Alex pinned me against the wall and started kissing me passionately while slipping his hands under my skirt and onto my wet pussy. It felt so good being touched by him like this; it made all of my nerves tingle with anticipation for what was yet to come.

He then led me over to his bed where he proceeded to tie my wrists securely above my head using some silk scarves from his dresser drawer – an act which only served to heighten both our excitement levels even more! Once bound tightly enough for both our comforts (and discomfort), Alex climbed onto the bed between my spread legs…

Without any further warning or preamble, he pressed himself deep inside of me – hard enough that it almost hurt but oh-so-good at the same time! As soon as he began thrusting in earnest though – grunting loudly each time he pushed deeper into me – something strange happened: instead of feeling scared or threatened by this rough treatment from someone who didn’t know any better than myself how far things could go tonight…my body responded in kind by becoming even wetter than before! It was as if my body knew exactly what it wanted – needed even – and was eagerly begging for more of Alex’s rough treatment.

As he continued to thrust into me, his hips slapping against mine in a rhythmic pattern that echoed through the room, I could feel myself getting closer and closer to orgasm. The pressure building up inside me was intense but exhilarating at the same time; every time Alex would tighten his grip around my throat during one of his powerful thrusts, it only served to heighten both our senses and push us further towards the edge together.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies: Whose Bird Do You Want to Stuff?

rape phone sex fantasiesWith Thanksgiving tomorrow, families gather and men seem to be having a lot more rape phone sex fantasies than normal. I think that’s because being in close quarters with your family brings up old fantasies that a man harbored in his youth for say mommy or his sister. Or maybe a current fantasy he holds for a daughter or a niece. But guess what. I’m here for all those dark fantasies men have for their family during the holidays. And I like to take men down the rabbit hole exploring those fantasies.

Wouldn’t you rather stuff one of the women in your family than a turkey? Just a little Thanksgiving humor. I know I always need a good stuffing. And as a sexy switch, I can be your accomplice, or I can pretend to be the object of your lust. Last night I got to play a young teen girl seeing my daddy for the holidays since our parents divorced when I was itty-bitty. Daddy wanted to stuff my turkey instead of the bird. He wanted to make a teen rape porn with his baby girl.

Although sometimes when I age play, I become haunted by what my daddy and his friends did to me when I was a young girl. But not this time. I really got into my phone daddy fucking my tiny little pussy and my tiny little asshole.

Thanksgiving Brings Out Mens’ Darkest Fantasies

I think I finally embraced what happened to me in my youth. If none of that had happened, I wouldn’t be here entertaining men on a snuff line. I wouldn’t be helping men with their darkest desires and loving it either. So, I don’t think I will ever feel pain remembering what my daddy and his friends did to me when I was a young girl. Now it makes my pussy wet to think about it. And to think about all the other daddies who want to do very naughty things with their daughters.

And I love all the wicked fantasies men have including the extremely perverted and twisted ones involving super young girls. Being a sexy switch means I can be your accomplice or your victim. Or I like to call it the star of your dark fantasy. I had a hot time with his daddy. He turned me into his ass rape porn star and gave me the stuffing I really needed for Thanksgiving. And since I have no family, just a big, beautiful group of friends I plan on working the holidays to take care of horny men with twisted fantasies, just like you.

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Home invasion phone sex makes my whore cunt gush!

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If home invasion phone sex calls make your dick twitch then I’m at your service as a kinky accomplice whore. I’m an evil, no limits slut and I like my calls as dark and twisted as I am! I’m ready to kick a door in and tie up some little young sluts so that we can torture them together! I’ve had my eye on the two little brats next door for a while now. Their mommy leaves them sleeping at home alone every night while she goes off to work, assuming they’re safe in their beds. She has no idea what evil lurks right next door. I’m over here every night, ramming a fat dildo in my cunt and telling random phone fucks about how badly I want to abuse those girls. Maybe you can be the dark daddy that finally talks me into walking over there, smashing my way into the house and torturing those innocent, little brats for you. I’m ready to hold them down and have you force fuck their tiny holes while I’m strangling them with their panties and slashing into them with my knife. I have a thick dildo with metal spikes all the way around it and I’m about to force fuck these little bitches until their tiny cunnies look like bloody piles of ground up meat! Cum on Daddy, maybe you’re close enough to actually join me and you can help me rip them wide open and then tear them apart! My pussy is already soaking wet just from looking out of my window, seeing the glow of their nightlight and knowing that they are sleeping only a few feet away… Let’s play!

Thanksgiving torture time courtesy of uncle Creech

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It’s that time of the year where my freaky incestual family gets together to eat some meat and potatoes, with our own sick gravy on top. My perverted old uncle fuck loves to come cook and get drunk, feel up my skirt or even bang me in the closet if he’s feeling extra frisky.

It always starts at the dinner table, he’ll run his hands up my skirt and squeeze my loosey goosey moist pussy lips, pull and shove his finger far up my soiled cave, always pushing my little panties to the side like a true raunchy nasty creech. He’s the man that broke me in at such a young age, got me addicted to rage and anger so much that I crave it. It’s now tradition he rips and shreds my insides out every time we see each other.

He still laughs and snickers while he drunkenly finger bangs me under the table in front of the whole family. I spread my legs, wetting the seat, bloody cum drops dripping to the floor I can tell he wanted much much more.

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It didn’t take long for uncle to grab me by the neck, pull my hair and drag me into the bathroom and lock me in. Throwing me onto the counter, throwing up my skirt and shoving his massive machine into my tiny tootsie, torturing me, making me scream cry and whimper for help. The whole family wanted to watch him take all his rage and rape fantasies out on me like he’s always done, turning dinner into a sick incestual fuck show.

With drinks in their hands everyone encouraged him, cheered and laughed as usual as I was being ripped apart. My knees up to my chin with my head back. Spitting in my mouth and calling me “a fucking whore” uncle unleashed his anaconda beast inside me. Drunk cock banged, he slapped me raw and red till I was bleeding out of every hole. It was just like old times when he’d sneak into my bedroom at night or while I was taking a show and rob me of my virgin years turning me into a submissive slave. Cum humiliate me….

Blasphemy sex brings the power to your balls to make an army

Blasphemy sex Blasphemy sex is more than just bringing power to ourselves. It’s about building up the power for Satan to come to this world. We need to bring about the apocalypse, and we need an army. Master, your balls are so full, and I know you will breed me for Satan’s army!
First, I will bring forth our little sacrifice. A young virgin with a tight pussy that will bleed on your cock for our Dark Lord! Master, when your cock enters her bald cunt I will piss down her throat and hail Satan. Each time you pump into her cunt, do it harder and harder. Bring so much suffering upon this little cunt, and then I will slit her throat.
Hold in that cum, my king, and fuck me on top of our Snuff sex slave as she bleeds out. This will ensure a good start to the Satanic army we want to build! Just imagine, all of your cum totally drained, and the power of your cock fuels bringing Hell on Earth.

Bloody Phone Sex is What Thanksgiving is All About

bloody phone sexI become excited for bloody phone sex near holidays. Thankful that the world is full of bitches and assholes who I can massacre. You would think people might be nicer to each other around the holidays, but I find it to be the opposite. The asshole in people comes out. And personally, I just wait for folks to show their true colors. Watching and waiting patiently for my turn to seize the opportunity to kill someone.

Instead of hunting for intruders in my local Goth bars, I branch out. No one hassles me in a Goth bar. However, their true colors show when they see a Goth girl in a yuppie bar or a college bar. And I like to think that it helps me thin the herd. So, I went to this dance club. Because I knew every douche bag in town would be there. Let me tell you the douche bag quota appeared high. But so did the bitch quota. I can enjoy snuff sex with a bitch too. Just not a Goth bitch.

Honestly, I’m surprised men don’t kill more bitches. Perhaps they do not know the right accomplice yet. That would be me. Because I know how to get away with murder. I can have my cake and eat it too. Did I mention I like to play with my food. I picked up this bitch at the bar waiting until she looked drunk enough so I could act like her Uber. Dumb cunt: you cannot trust a woman like me. I saw this woman in the crowded bar, milking men, teasing them and even humiliating the ones who would not buy her a drink.

Sometimes, I Plan to Kill a Bitch But I Cook Her Instead

Bitches like that give women a bad name. So, I took her to my dungeon. I had immediate plans to just eviscerate the bitch. Make it a bloody massacre and prolong her torture. But I decided to save her for my Thanksgiving meal. She appears to have just enough skin on her. And a little extra meat on those bones makes a meal taste more succulent. I’ve been soaking her in butter to soften her skin. Dosing her with Xanax to get the fight out of her. She’s a noisy bitch.

But I’m going to enjoy a cannibalism phone sex Thanksgiving feast. I’m going to feast on bitch meat. Either way she still will die. But at least now her death won’t be in vain. She’ll know she fed me for the winter months. She’s not fat, but she’s pleasantly plump. She will provide me with I guess about 50 meals.

Once I soften that skin, I’m plan to slow roast her over an open flame. I will have to start cooking her Wednesday though. If you cook a bitch too fast, it dries her skin out. And I like my meals tasting juicy. Succulent. With the flesh just falling off the bones. Her story is not finished yet. I’ll let you know more once I cook the bitch. Perhaps you want to join me on Thanksgiving meal.

Bad demented daddy with the limp dick dominating my tootsie

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As you all know and love hearing about my fucked up past time and my deadbeat dick riding daddy. Beat me to a living pulp while mommy watched a directed. That look in her nasty evil eyes, she enjoyed every moment, I could see and smell her soiling panties from from afar, “monster mommy” I’d call her. If she had a dick it’d be a fatty anaconnda. She’s like a snake, once she’d have full control of my baby bootie she’d bite me requiring a vaccine in order to survive.

I  love every minute of the brutal beating you give to me because of the wild, evil demented young fuck you gave me growing up. Would you like to be my bad bad daddy ready to beating the ever living shit out of me? Don’t make me crawl and beg you baby!!

I grew up with rage, spicy abuse and violence. Daddy was an old mean bastard with a limp dick. I was beaten and  violated, abused by daddy and brother every night. He used my brother’s pester pecker to smash me, pathetic pop couldn’t get it up.

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it was an incestual nightly fuck train. At a young age daddy had control over me. My precious virgin kitty belonged to him to punish to the core, locking me up.

Daddy loved to invite his friends, my uncles and brothers to join in, pinning me down and taking their ass raping fantasies out on my tiny baby girl pussy. Daddy in one hole, my brother in the other. Widening, stretching, oozing, dripping cum goey and crusty with blood. Screaming and crying I began to enjoy it. Rocking my bald little cunt as daddy watched over me getting my cunt walls shredded to pieces. Brother in my ass, balls deep, shaft completely covered deep inside me. Spanking and riding me like an animal, making daddy so proud. 

Tied to the door, neck bound, hands behind my back. Daddy’s face between my little legs sucking on my tight clammy baby bell. Brother fucking my bent over body. Stimulated, abused, tormented and choked left to my own death a demise. 

Blasphemy Phone Sex- A Cunt Answers Prayer

Blasphemy Phone SexWalking into a church I always felt like I would burst into fucking flames. Now I go to church For the hilarity of it all. Blasphemy Phone sex gets me off so fucking hard. I want to know a lot of the deacons and pastors biblically. Meaning, I want to see if I can lead the away from the Lord straight into my sweet teen cunt? Do you think If I spread my legs during an altar call and fucked this tight little twat with a wooden crucifix, that would get the congregation to as for forgiveness?

My rendition of the our Father prayer would go something like this:

All daddies who want to fuck me, I’ll scream out your name, Your fly undone, Your cock will cum. On and all over me. Give us fuck sluts every day, I don’t need forgiveness or fucking saving. I was born right the first time, Lead my cunt straight into the arms of the foulest temptations of debauchery and depravity. Open the eyes of the holy to turn away From Fake Idols. For Mine Orgasm deserves the power and the glory, forever and fucking ever.. Forever a slave to my sex.. Oh, man.

To be so fucked hard and recite that prayer. Now that is pure blasphemic fantasy. I revel in it.

 

Bondage Phone Sex With Rena As Your Snuff Bondage Queen

As I lay bound tightly with my wrists and ankles secured to the bedposts in a hot bondage phone sex sceneBondage phone sex, You approached me confidently. The ropes biting into my skin only served to heighten the anticipation coursing through every fiber of my being. Your eyes held a mix of lust and dominance that sent shivers down my spine.

“You’re so beautiful,” you whispered, running your fingers along the line of rope across my chest before tracing them teasingly over one nipple which hardened under your touch. “I can’t wait to see how much you enjoy this.”

Without further ado, you positioned yourself between my legs and thrust forcefully into me, claiming what was yours in a way that left no doubt as to who was in control here. Each powerful stroke sent waves of pleasure crashing through me despite the discomfort from being restrained; it seemed as though our connection transcended physical boundaries at this point.

Your hips pounded against mine in rhythm with each groan escaping your lips while spit dripped onto parts untouched by sunlight for centuries -a testament not only our intense intimacy but also our shared love for taboo desires hidden away from prying eyes… And even when tears streamed down cheeks due either pain or pleasure (or both), I couldn’t help but moan louder encouraging more punishment because deep inside knew there was no other place where I belonged than right here beneath You like this… Bound… Helpless… Yours completely until end credits roll on screen signaling climax has been reached.

As our bodies shook together in unison, reaching climax after climax under the harsh glare of camera lights, I felt a sense of release wash over me unlike anything else before. It wasn’t just physical; it was emotional too –a catharsis born out of submission and desire that left me spent but wanting more at same time… And when You finally pulled out with a satisfied grunt followed by sticky pop! as cum splattered against my insides signaling end scene has ended -I couldn’t help but feel both relieved yet saddened knowing this chapter had come to close forever…

But alas, such is nature snuff films: brief encounters filled passionate highs followed by sudden lows once cameras stop rolling leaving behind only memories etched onto digital storage devices for others like us to relive again later on down road when we need reminding why we do what do best-push boundaries further than most dare venture into darkness’s depths where only true thrills reside…

Snuff sex bitch gets stabbed, cuz Daddy says so

Snuff sex Snuff sex bitch gets stabbed because I do whatever my Master Daddy says. I would hate to be next on his chopping block. That’s why I make sure to follow his orders and never complain, no matter what kind of cock he makes me take. And I have to be real too, Daddy hates it if I am “acting”, he says that’s being fake and fake bitches deserve to suffer the most.
I have been an extra good girl, so, he lets me pick the next little slut to fuck. I get to plunge my knife deep in her guts before he fucks the shit out of her. He wants me to stab her at least three times and make sure her bald pussy is covered in her blood. It used to make me nauseous, but now I am so used to it.
I am serious when I say I don’t want to be on his chopping block. Those are where the bad girls go, and boy, do they suffer. They get a whole different level of Torture sex. This one time, he got a new girl who was so disrespectful to him that he had to make her pay. That bitch spat in his face! And to think he was going to let her live.
But she spat right in his eye, and that is something that he can’t forgive. So he put her up on the block and peeled off her skin. He got most of it off in a couple of big pieces. He then splashed her with bleach and salt. I never heard such painful screams. I think the scariest part was when he forced me to wear her skin so he could fuck me in it. He bent me over on her lap and told me to keep looking her in the eye. She was so fucked up, she got stiff before he could finish.