Category: Evil phone sex

Accomplice Phone Sex Partner or My Victim, So Choose Wisely

accomplice phone sexYou can be my accomplice phone sex partner or my victim. With me it’s that black and white. No in between. No gray area either. I do not need men in my life. But do not feel bad. I do not need anyone in my life. If you have not guessed by now, perhaps you can tell that I am a loner. Not at all a people person. Never have been. I do not have a husband, or a boyfriend or even a BFF. But what I do have is a thirst for mayhem and total destruction. Now, what side do you want to be on? Choose wisely. 

You do not want to be Mack. Mack and I go way back to high school. And I think those teen years contributed to the dark bitch I am today. Not your bitch though. Not anyone’s bitch. Mack did not recognize me at first. But I knew him immediately. Same smug tool he was in high school. He walked right by me. And he got rude with the barista. He sealed his faith. He asked for snuff sex acting like a giant douche bag once again 

You Can Be My Accomplice or My Victim 

So, I followed him home. Although I wanted to kill him right then, I needed to study his habits and plan. This loser made my life hell as a teen girl. And his bully days did not seem to be behind him. I may have ignored him had he been polite ordering his fancy latte. However, I have thought about killing him for 15 years. And he walked right into my life again. So, it was a sign he needed to die. 

 And he died last night. After hours of suffering. Usually, I do not do revenge kills because personal kills get folks caught. But I do not have ties to him. Never did. To him I was just some worthless nothing. But he remembered me as I sliced his cock off. I told him this kill might have been my favorite one yet. I carved him up. And I put my name in his chest. But I wrote Venus, not my birth name. I reinvented myself after high school. 

 No one would find his body. Nature took care of his remains. Once upon a time, Mack harassed me daily. Now, Mack will never harass or bully another woman again. In fact, I bet he is being shit out of a bear’s ass right now. Mack had to be my victim. He was never accomplice material. However, all tools and bullies are killer phone sex material. 

Torture sex, water play, ball busting, and hard fucking.

            Torture sex, water play, ball busting, and hard fucking. Take the torture, learn the torture. Red ball in the mouth, water hoses on. Water torture is its own type of pain. High pressure water, slamming into the body. Digging your fingers up inside this cunt hole. Digging it in. At the same time burying your face in my ass. Biting each cheek. 

Torture sex            After all, if you want something done right you need to practice and before you know it you will be a lady killer. Now to make sure that I am held tight, the ropes need to be tight. Not a slip knot. Soaked down in water, keeping them tighter. Legs spread wide. A rope attached to each ankle. As shown above you will see keep the ropes tight to keep me from closing the legs.

            Finally turn the water on high and watch it beat into my body, twisting it, at the same time as you are digging in my cunt hole, yanking on it. Face buried between the cheeks. Suddenly slicing through the ropes securing my ankles. Allowing me to lever myself up and wrap my legs around you. Pulling you close as your cock is forced into my cunt.  Quickly bringing you to climax. Next time in the Torture phone sex going to teach how to snuff the people.  

Sadistic Phone Sex Pervert Forces Slut into a Gang Fuck

I Know You Love Sadistic Phone Sex

Fucking a sadistic phone sex pervert wasn’t my first mistake. I should have known better than to show up with my ass and tits out. But taking a sip of the drink you handed me was the real mistake. After a few sips my head was spinning. My knees felt so weak. I tried to ask you for help and you just looked at me and smiled as I passed out. I woke up with a chain around my neck and sitting in front of a camera. Then you came downstairs with your cock in your hand.

sadistic phone sex

You grabbed the back of my head and forced my cock in my mouth. And warned me that if I bit you, you’d knock my teeth out completely. I was trapped in your rape phone sex fantasies and you owned me. I let you violate my throat, thinking that it could be worse. But then I heard more men coming downstairs. I was surrounded by a bunch of men with their cocks out and sitting in front of a camera. You suffocated me with your cock in front of them. Then they started to surround me with those horny dicks out.

Drug and Fuck Me for Your Gangbang Rape Porn 

I was gagging on their cocks. My tits and ass being grabbed and slapped while they took turns treating my face like a fuck toy. There were fingers sliding in and out of my pussy. I begged them to stop between cocks down my throat but you just laughed. You threw me on my stomach and climbed on top. Then you rammed your cock in my pussy and started to fuck the shit out of me. There was a cock and a camera in my face. I was starring in the gangbang rape porn you were directing.

Kidnapping Phone Sex: The Dark Side

Alright, prepare yourself for a twisted tale that’ll make your toes curl.

I was minding my own business when suddenly, out of nowhere, I was kidnapped. These two perverts had been watching me, planning my abduction. I was thrown into a dark van, my screams silenced by a dirty rag shoved in my mouth.

When they finally let me go, I found myself in a dingy warehouse. It smelled of decay and despair. They call each other Zach and his buddy. Fucker had a strange kick – he got off on dominating and breaking people. I was just another toy to him.

They stripped me naked, chaining me to a cold wall. Zach’s pal started playing with my body, groping and pinching my flesh as if I was some kind of doll. I felt so helpless.

It got worse. Much worse. Zach brought out his toys – whips, chains, and goddamn electrical devices. The pain was excruciating. They enjoyed watching me suffer, laughing hysterically like maniacs.

But that wasn’t the end. Oh no, these freaks had a dark chamber where they took me. A room filled with strange devices and kinky contraptions. I was strapped down and at their mercy.

They took turns using my body for their twisted pleasures. It was a never-ending nightmare.

I’m still here, waiting for my chance to escape. But with these monsters, there’s no telling what tomorrow brings.

Blasphemy Phone Sex Fantasies From a Former Catholic School Girl

Blasphemy phone sexSo many memories being bent over daddy’s knee in my little Catholic School girl skirt and being punished for the blasphemy phone sex that day. I always could eye a closeted freak and Catholic schools are full them. I started realizing if I got in trouble with Sister Mary, she’d bring me to Father John for a confessional. I sensed the sexual chemistry between them and thought this was my chance.  Wearing no panties to school wasn’t a new thing but I noticed when I’d put a thick black marker up my cunt during class, sister Mary couldn’t stop watching.  I started giving her quite the show. She was the hottest nun by far, young and innocent.  First time she brought me to Father John and told him, he asked me to demonstrate. I told him the markers he had werent thick enough.  But noticed a banana on his desk. I grabbed that and laid on his floor with both of them watching eyes wide open. I started fucking my cunt with the bannana right on Father Johns floor.  I noticed he started playing with his cock and a shy Sister Mary took over her nun outfit wearing a simple hot sexy dress with you guessed it no panties. She got down sucking Father Johns Cock as I kept fucking my pussy with the thick banana.

They fucked for a good bit and then Father John looked at me and told me he wanted a young cum dumpster and would I take his cum. I told him only if he fucked me better than the bannana.  Sister Mary grabbed and pulled the banana out of my pussy and like the slutty nun she was, started sucking my cum off it.  She then put Father Johns bulging hard dick inside his little bad Catholic School girl.

Father John was a blessed man, a good 13 inches and thick.  I told him I thought priests liked little boys while he was pounding th shit out of cunt. He said he tried but their assholes were way too tight for his big dick so he was moving onto little slutty girls like myeself.  I told him I’d take his big cock anytime any day. In fact I probably fucked Father John and Sister Mary 2-3 times a day the rest of my time at that school. Father John would be late on Sundays a lot of time and come from me giving him head in his office.

Only Evil Phone Sex with an Evil Woman

evil phone sexI am an Evil Woman as the song goes which makes me perfect for evil phone sex. Although some folks may think of me as a sociopath, I disagree. Sure, I will kill and torture men and women who annoy me, even brats too, but I would never hurt an animal. Animals are my best friends.

A guy hired me last week to kill his ex-wife. She’s been blackmailing him for money for years because he likes little girls, and she found his brat porn stash. Since she’s bleeding him dry, he wanted her dead. However, it needed to look like a robbery gone wrong while he attended a conference out of state. He needed an airtight alibi because the ex is always a suspect.

But when I was in the ex’s place to kill her, he wanted me to kill her dog too because the dog never liked him. Animals seem to be good judges of characters. Even though he paid me for killer phone sex, killing the dog did not seem necessary. It seemed personal, which would bring suspicion on him even more. I began to think I was on the wrong side here. He threatened to report me as a person of interest to the police if I did not kill the dog. Fucking idiot.

Men Do Not Threaten Me and Live To Tell About It

He fucked with the wrong girl. I recorded the conversation. I record all my dark net clients for protection. Rarely do I need to use it, but I am always prepared for idiots like this guy. I went to his ex’s bedroom and made her a proposition she could not refuse. When I told her about her ex’s plans, she told me he has hired folks before to kill her, but she outsmarted both country bumkins he hired.

Clearly, he had to die. Although I planned on killing him the moment he threatened me. Too dangerous for me and her dog to keep him breathing much longer. So, I made her my accomplice phone sex partner, so she could kill him. I’d be her alibi. We had to wait a few days before he returned home from his trip. However, I made him think I killed her. We staged the crime scene with fake blood.

I Will Kill You For Looking at Me Wrong

And we greeted him in his house when he returned home last night. Boy, did he look like he saw a ghost. Perhaps, he did. She got to do the honors. And she did not hold back her rage. She must have stabbed him over 100 times. I made her wear gloves so she would not cut herself because the police would question her. But maybe not. Guess what? I carved up his cock, cut it off why he still appeared alive, and fed it to the dog. Then we took his body to my kill shack in the woods and fed the rest of him the wildlife.

Bloody Phone Sex Can Destroy Cunts Like a Rare Steak

One thing I am used to is bloody phone sex and my pussy being pounded like a steak tar – tar.  I mean I am used and sometimes they even fuck this pussy with knives. In fact men and women alike will use  any other device they can slam into my hot pussy.

Bloody phone sex

The other night I was taken and used for a BBC gangbang with some monster black dicks. These men showed no mercy to a hot little white girl slut. My ass and cunt were destroyed. In fact I had to have emergency surgery as my labia was completely destroyed. Both my pussy and asshole were ripped into one big bloody gaped hole.

These guys really took so much out on me as a little entitled white girl whore. There was one guy in the group that was from Columbia and he really took a shining to using his hunting knife on me. I was sliced up and he even cut off my clit as a souvenir for his collection.

 

Teen phone sex the tender bits are so good.

Teen phone sex

            Teen phone sex the tender bits are so good. You know what I am talking about. After all you like the squirt, you like the pop, there goes the weasel. When they are teens, the cunt is juicy and tight. Bald for all those horny young lads. To point out it draws attention to the cannibalistic nature is a point often overlooked.

            First things first are to find the right teen. Perhaps a Goth one. They are known for thinking they like the dark side of things. Never knowing until it is too late that they are caught in the spiders’ web and soon to be made a meal of. Wait until you have the calf muscle. Strength and purity. The appetizer to be sure is the cunt. To begin with the lips, parting them, slitting them, making them into butterfly chops.

            Now it is true that a teen is young, delicious morsel in more ways than one. Including fucking, sucking, fantasy rape, pain, torture, and by all means remember the Cannibalism phone sex is a delicious dessert for the teen when they have been used up. Waste not want not. Namely we are going to use her/him, abuse them, and finally finish them off with a great meal. Now, it’s important to remember to eat what you like first. This way you don’t fill up too quickly and have dessert.

Blasphemy Phone Sex Calls Are The Hottest

I had the hottest call the other day. Blasphemy phone sex is so fucking hot, I always get off during these calls. I love all kinds of calls but my favorite ones are those related to blasphemy.  It has always been my fantasy to desecrate holy objects, This hot-sounding mother fucker calls me and asks me if I want to watch some porn. I of course say yes.

blasphemy phone sex

 

 

 

 

He leads me to a video of this hot ass bitch fucking herself with a crucifix. Immediately my pussy got soaked and I could not stop watching. At one point she was rubbing her pussy with a statue of the blessed mother. If you know me at all you know this inspired me to begin my unholy playtime. I started rubbing my wet pussy what a statute of St. Joseph. I was rubbing my clit so hard I almost came. I took out my crucifix and put it into my wet pussy and started fucking myself with it. This was a crucifix that had Jesus on it. It was such a mother fucking turn-on to see Jesus coming in and out of my pussy. I fucked myself with that crucifix until Jesus’ face was covered in cum. Then I licked my cum off of Jesus’ face and it tasted all the more sweet. I took it a step further and ripped some pages out of a bible and wiped my pussy with them. Now I am looking for something unholy to fuck my ass with. 

Personal Training: A Taboo Workout Session

Taboo phone sex

Stepping into the gym, my heart raced at the thought of the taboo session I was about to embark on. I had a crush on my trainer, and today, I intended to act on it. Something about his dominance and control turned me on immensely.

I found him waiting for me, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. He locked the gym door, and my excitement grew. I did as instructed, shedding my layers, piece by piece, until I was left in my sports bra and shorts, feeling exposed but excited.

His eyes roamed my body appreciatively, and I felt my cheeks flush. He gracefully moved towards me, his movements purposeful. Straddling my body, he created an aura of control that ignited my desires.

His deep voice ordered me to undress him, and I felt a rush of power as I slowly unbuckled his belt. This was a roleplay I’d never imagined, yet here I was, in the midst of it.

He wanted me to beg. Beg for him to take me, to show me the ways of the flesh. And so I did. I pleaded, my voice echoing in the now-steamy room, begging my trainer to make me his.

He granted my plea, and the sensation was indescribable.

Are you feeling the burn yet? ????