Domination phone sex was necessary he told me. I had been a bad bitch, a disobedient slave. For once, it didn’t involve me stealing coke or owing someone money. I was instructed, ordered, not to play with my pussy but I did it anyway. I was caught masturbating on hidden camera. I figured no one was there to catch me, so why not give myself a little pleasure. I never get to cum. I never get to fuck for pleasure. I am just fucked for a man’s pleasure. When he came home, he smelled my fingers and punched me in the face. Blood tricked down my face. That only turned him on. He snapped his fingers and I knew what that meant. I got on my knees to suck his cock. He like my blood on his dick. I could feel the blood running down my throat. As he skull fucked me, I felt myself gagging. It was the blood. I have been skull fucked a million times, but this was first time I was giving head with a broken nose. He didn’t want to stop. He was punishing me for masturbating without permission. I knew it would not be in my best interest to point out that he would never give me permission to masturbate. As much as I tried, I could not stop gagging. I ended up puking on his cock. Mostly just blood, which oddly turned him on further. He flipped me over and made me show off my ass rape porn star skills. His cock was covered in my blood. That is what he used as lube for my old ass. I was bleeding and in pain, but he was only turned on more. I guess I can never masturbate again. At least not if I want to live.
Category: Evil phone sex
I Get Wet For death
Do you fantasize about putting your hands around my throat and squeezing until there is no life left in me? It sounds like you would be the perfect person to call me for killer phone sex. Just close your eyes and imagine how good it would feel to slide your rock hard cock inside me while your hands are around my neck. Does my pussy feel even more tight? Do you want me to struggle and try to get away from you? If it excites you, you know I will do it.
But honestly, if you want to know what turns me on the most, I don’t really want to struggle. I just know I would love the feeling of the life being drained from me. The thought of it just gets me so wet. I’ve had to stop to touch my pussy twice already and I haven’t even been typing for very long. I know you’ll fuck me so good and you’ll give me a mind blowing orgasm. I mean, what a way to go out! I can’t think of anything I’d love more than to be strangled by you while I cum all over your throbbing hard cock.
Blasphemy sex
I got invited to a church fundraiser. I hate door to door church assholes and I was going to teach them a lesson about knocking at random doors and inviting strangers to their place of worship. I tried to turn down the invitation but the holy skank wouldn’t take no for an answer. I thought it was hilarious because if the stupid bitch who invited me knew what I was, she would know what a mistake it was to invite someone as twisted as I am. I only went so that I could scope out all of those little innocent bitches. I needed to find the perfect one to help me live out a fantasy of mine. I have always had a thing for blasphemy sex. I’ve always wanted to snatch up a stupid, innocent little bitch and force her to do a few twisted things with me. I want to turn her into an evil little slut like myself. I’m going to have her fuck herself with a cross while I rip pages out of a certain holy book and cram them up her tight virgin asshole. Then I will invite all of my equally twisted friends to force fuck her at the same church I snatched her from. I want her to cry and beg her savior to come help her pathetic ass. I want her to know that she’s my little slave to do with what I please, and I will do whatever sick, twisted and fucked up things I want to her. Once I get bored with her, once she’s all used up and no good to me anymore, I will slit her throat and toss her out like the pile of trash I turned her into. Then it will be on to the next little whore I can snatch and use up.
Layla’s Sadistic Phone Sex
Have you ever fantasized about doing something extremely wicked or evil? I’m one of those females that likes to play with the dark side. I’m obsessed with violence and I am always watching crime documents and murder mysteries. My dream would be to get a phone call from a serial killer and for them to make there confession to me of their crime. How they murdered the lover they were jealous of. Or how they keep stalking a young female and plan on doing something extremely evil to her. All of that gets me so turned on. It makes my panties wet just thinking about other demented freaks out there who have a love of violence and death like me. Let’s tell scary stories to each other or admit to our darkest most twisted fantasies. I long to hear how you would fantasize of tying me down and tormenting me as I beg for release and you mercilessly continue to sacrifice my young soul to the dark entity which has possessed you.
Killer Phone Sex Desires
Killer phone sex fantasies fill my head daily. Not a day goes by that I don’t meet someone I want to kill. Over the weekend, it was this little brat named Brandy. She was a sexually precocious brat. I hunt prey at the mall. Malls may not be as popular as they once were, but the ones that still exist are always full of young mallrats. I watched this school aged brat shakedown old perverts. She was shaking her tiny ass for attention and when she got it, she blackmailed the men for crap because of her age. She was a pro. I followed her for days. She was at the mall after school like clockwork. She got all sorts of gift cards and shopping sprees just from cock teasing perverts. I wanted to kill her. Not because I felt sorry for the old perverts. I just hate her kind. She was young and so skilled already. She was a future gold digger and she had to go. She gives girls a bad name. I spoke her language, money, and got her to leave willingly with me. I drove her to my kill shack and killed her. I tortured her first. I prefer to snuff out young brats with a male accomplice. They can do to little girls what I must don a strap-on to do. I carved up her flesh just to hear her cry. I fucked her virgin cunt and ass with a big ass strap-on that had shards of glass super glued on it. I know that had to hurt. I wanted her to feel pain. I wanted her to beg to die. I like to make my homemade snuff movies last with lots of pain and torture. By the time I was done with that mallrat she was a bloody dead pulp. One less gold digging cock tease in the world. Your welcome.
She screamed the whole time
This fucking whore screamed the whole time I was killing her, honestly I really don’t know how her throat didn’t burst! All I could do was laugh at her, she looked at me with those pitiful little eyes and the tears streaming down her face. She was begging for mercy but she wasn’t going to get any from me. I was fucking her with my broken glass covered dildo, she was breeding profusely but I kept on ripping that little virgin cunt up. I fucked her until she bled to death and then I tossed her body to the mutts outside. They mauled it and ripped it to pieces and ate it all even the bones. It was glorious to watch her be ripped to shreds like that, I wonder if they would do that to a living girl too… looks like I will need to find the answer to that question real soon!
Collecting Daddy’s Money concluded
I know Daddy said to bring back the money or his cock but surely, he wouldn’t mind if I had a little fun with it first. And maybe, with a little Sierra loving he would be persuaded to cough up the dough. Regardless, I couldn’t let that massive hard cock go to waste. My pussy was already dripping as such evilness always makes me hot. He was handcuffed to the chair and totally defenseless, making it even hotter. I climbed right on top of him and slid my nice, wet, juicy, bald pussy on top of that massive snake between his legs. I moaned loudly as I took it all in my sweet hole. He still had that ball gag in so his moans were muffled but still clearly audible. I rode that big, throbbing cock up and down, slow and then fast. Bringing him to the edge every time, just to stop completely and tease him. I could see his hands clinch and his body stiffen in anticipation of my next movement. I could see his eyes roll back as my pussy grabbed that hot cock and fucked it hard. Finally, when I could take no more, I rode him nice and hard and fast, feeling his cock grow and my pussy tense before we climaxed together and he left his load deep inside me. I hopped off and cleaned up my sweet twat before turning my attention back to him. I licked his dick clean which caused him to become hard again. Once more I asked for the money. Although he had relaxed since releasing his load, he made not a move. I told him it would be a waste to lose such a fine fucking organ, but still nothing. Growing impatient with his shit, I put the knife to his face once more and said “last chance”. Still nothing. So, I took that big, thick cock right in my hand and cut that thing off. Even with the ball gag I could hear his screams. I gave him a little kiss on the cheek and thanked him for such a great fuck, tossed the dick in a bag and left. Daddy won’t have his money but he will have this marvelous dick.
I was used and abused
My Master lent me out to a BDSM club last night and every man there used me to make his rape phone sex fantasies come true. I had no say in the matter, I had to do as I was told no matter what. It was honestly pretty easy at first, I truly enjoy being used little a little love doll but then Master Antonio came in and a strange fear washed over me. I had heard stories about how sadistic he was but I had never actually experienced a session with him before. I was hoping that maybe the stories were all just exaggerations but from the moment he walked into my room I knew that they were all true. He grabbed me by my hair a slapped me across the face and told me to get on my fucking knees. I was shaking all over but I did as I was told, I got on my knees and looked down at the floor. What followed was a nightmare, he beat me, burned me with cigarettes and fucked all my fuckholes until they were gaped open and so sore that I couldn’t sit down. I was covered head to toe in bruises and I couldn’t even walk out of the room,I had to crawl. It was the most intense experience of my life and I have to do it all over again tonight too!
Murder phone sex fantasies
I get so many wild and naughty calls that make my pussy soaked. My favorite are always the murder phone sex fantasies. Nothing turns me on more or gets me more wet than listening as you tell me all of the dark and twisted things you want to do to me. I can’t help but play with my whore holes as I listen to the plans to drag me into a dark alley by my hair and beat the shit out of me. I love every dark detail of how you want to stick your big sharp knife right into my stomach and slice me right open. Use my blood as lube for your massive hard cock to fuck me right in my tight slutty asshole as you reach around and pull my guts out of my gaping stomach gash. Force me on my knees and make me suck your cock clean before I bleed out into the pile of whore trash that I am. Leave me there to die as you go on to find and fuck your next victim.
Babysitter Phone Sex Was The Start
It really all started with Babysitter phone sex, the whole pimping littles for p daddy’s and murderer’s to get their perverted desires taken care of. They pay me good and I get rid of the evidence. It helps that I happen to know a few guys that wrestle big reptiles for a living and are always looking for bait and food for their cherished crocs. I always get to give my good boy a little treat too in a doggy bag of raw meat. My boys love a good bloody treat, all of them be it the dogs, Crocodiles or my main mad that loves some young succulent flesh. I really started the gig because I needed money bad and my whore sister talked me into watching her brats while she took off out of the country. The cunt deserted the brats with me and I had to take care of them. SO I did just that, and fucked those holes right up.