Category: Evil phone sex

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taboo phone sex

Taboo phone sex can always turn more and more intense. On what should have been just a harmless little lap dance turned into a brutal evening for me. I guess Daddy noticed I’ve been dancing in my room,  shaking my little body like I would if I was in the club. He must have planned the whole thing honestly…that’s quite like him. He’s mean and he wants me to suffer forever and ever for being a whore. And I can’t blame him. I am fully aware that I am a worthless little slut, that is just here to be used and abused, forced and hurt…it will never end. I’ve accepted that, Daddy’s a drunk who’s beat me senseless almost every night since I can remember. Violating my holes, making me bleed and cry and beg for mercy. All of it is his favorite thing…and what turns him on most. So when he acted so sweet, like he wanted to actually see me dance on him…I should have known what it was going to turn to. As I swept my little ass above his cock, dipping low and grinding against him Daddy grabbed my hips and a fistful of hair. He slammed my face onto the coffee table and I hurt a crack and felt blood. “You fucking whore.” He yanked my little panties right off. “You think I want to see what a slut you are? I already know what a little fucking cunt you are!” He was panting and I could feel his hard dick pressing up against my bare ass. I was dizzy and my face was pouring blood. He was forcing his cock into my tight pussy, it was dry and unwilling but he was making it go in and I could barely fight it. He fucked me harder and harder hearing me cry and cussing the whole time…I knew it wouldn’t be long before he’d have his friends join in on using me too…and I just took it, like I always do.

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Sadistic Easter

bondage phone sexYou had to be sick to use a holy holiday to fuel your sadistic pleasures. Yet, that is exactly what you’ve done. For days you kept me locked in a cage suffering, giving only water and bread for nourishment. Occasionally, you would open my cage to feed your own pleasure. Once stuffing your cock down my throat, gagging me on each stroke, raping my throat hard and cumming deep in my belly. Another you pleasured me by eating my pussy, but only long enough to get me wanting and then leaving me without allowing my orgasm. Finally you take me out of my cage, only to punish me with the whip, lashes across my back and buttocks, laughing evilly as the skin breaks and my warm blood begins to spill. Yet, even with all that, you are still not through torturing me. Now I find myself hung on a cross – arms and legs spread eagle as I await your next punishment. How else will you use my poor beaten and battered body?Will I finally get release or will there only be more pain? And this is my Easter…

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Taboo Phone Sex w/ an Evil Babysitter

I’m the perfect accomplice for your Taboo phone sex needs. Parents think I’m the perfect babysitter to entrust their little demons to. Babysitter phone sex is hot when you have a sweet little sinner like me on the line. My favorite time was when I was entrusted to watch over a sunday school class *evil grin*. Those little shit stains wouldn’t have a chance with me.

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As my boyfriend and I were fucking in the church’s confessional booth I spat out the profanity and blasphemy that get’s the two of us going. The way I beg for Jesus to fuck me gets my BF’s cock so big and throbbing that he will piledrive my cunt good. I got hot just thinking the demon fucks would hear the blasphemy as I thrust my cunt against my BF’s cock to take it deeper. I had him jizzing in my hole in minutes as I was squirting all over his fuck rod. 

Poor Little Thing

torture phone sex angie1I saw him walking in the park, pushing the stroller in front of him. She looked just like him in miniature. Striking up a conversation about how cute she was had him spilling his guts in no time. His wife died during the birth and he was left alone and caring for her. If my heart wasn’t so fucking black I might have felt sorry for him. But all I could think of was how my pussy was dripping as I imagined her little body covered in blood by his hands. The anguished look that would cover his face as he lost her too. The pain in his voice as he tells me he wants to die. And the pleasure it will bring me to keep him alive and suffering for a while. Offering him a home cooked meal was the ticket to getting him right where I wanted him. Watching all my fantasies come to life was priceless. As I sit here smoking a cigarette, listening to his anguished sobs is just making me hotter. He is chained now with her lifeless body laying in front of him, tormenting him….my evil heart has no conscience.

Mmmm what could be better than snuff sex?

snuff sexMmm…snuff sex. The best kind of fucking sex. The kind when a bitch is so damn dead finally and you feel whole again. You feel like you could cum harder, faster and better. All because finally that bitch is dead! You see…you should really never borrow money from me. I basically lend money to stupid whores that I know can’t pay me back so I can control them…use them, and kill them. This dumb bitch was no different! She came around finally begging for me to give her more time but her only ultimatum was whoring her and her whole family out to pay me back! Little did this bitch know it was going to end with my pockets full, her cunt and her little ones cunts filled with cum…and each and every one of them with dead eyes. I pimped them out to the most brutal men I knew, and made their Mommy watch her little ones holes me torn apart, all for them to turn around and make her taste her babies juices and blood on their fucking dicks. I laughed and laughed as they all struggled, just know the grand finale is cumming soon!

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Good Friday for the Fire Ants…..

goth teen phone sexI finally trapped the monster who stole my car and it’s gonna be a Good Friday he won’t live to forget. I’ve starved him in my dungeon for only a week now with nothing but vinegar to drink. I’ve made him jerk off 25 times for my amusement. Teach that fucker to leave condom wrappers in my car. He’s crazy with fear and hunger, willing to say anything I tell him to live. I fuck with him, making him renounce his God, though he isn’t even Christian.

I put a rope around his wrists and drag him outside, 200 acres away from civilization. I walk him in circles, kicking him. Knocking him down over and over. Hey, what better way to celebrate Easter than a good old fashioned re-enactment of the Play. I kick him in the teeth and he is drooling blood. Unlike Christ, his crown is one of barb wire, with sharpened steel spikes that spear the flesh, digging in clear to the brain. I’ve driven tacks into his sandals so that each step draws blood, calling the fire ants. I grab my riding crop and cut lashes into his back. I hate fucking thieves. I’m feeling demented and creative. I see an old landscape timber rotting in the grass. I make him pick it up and carry it over his head. I feel giddy with religious energy. The effort makes him cry and beg. The fire ants are climbing his bloody rags now, biting him, taking to their special hell.

You didn’t really think I was gonna nail him to a cross, did ya? That’s so cliche. I’m just gonna nail some spikes into a 2×4 and knock him across the head with it. Leave the asshole lying there in the dust. Let the fireants and the varmints to do the rest. Aint no justice like MY justice.

 

 

Choked Out

suffocation phone sexI was in a sound sleep. The first sleep I have gotten in days after my husband decided to go on a beating binge. Just like he did when we first got married all them years ago. He was the sweetest guy and it was like a switch flipped the first week into our marriage. He would go on for weeks throwing me around the house punching me with his fists and pounding me with his cock. The it would suddenly stop. Well it is happening again. About a week ago he came home he kicked the living hell out of me and even cause me to lose a tooth. Of course when his rage ended I went to the dentist and had to have it fixed. He made sure I was not going to be an old toothless whore. So after my procedure they sent me home with some medication. I am not used to taking these pain killers but I will say this. The put me into a deep sleep and I finally was able to rest this old beat down body. That was until I woke up with a cock shoved down my throat. What woke me up was my air way was restricted with his swollen dick head. It had my throat plugged and I could not breathe. I tried to move my head to free him from my throat but he quickly grabbed me by the head of my hair and held me there just until he seen my eyes starting to shut as I was losing consciousness and beginning to see little black dots. He would let me catch my breath just enough to keep me from falling out then he would ram his rod back down my throat. I wasn’t sure how much more I could take I tried to mumble that I was dizzy and the room was starting to spin but just then thankfully he busted his shooting it right down my throat filling my stomach up with his hot sticky mess. I was thankful he was satisfied for the moment and I was able to get that much needed rest, because I knew it would not e long before I was at the hand of his desire.

Blasphemy Phone Sex for Holy Thursday

Blasphemy phone sex venusBlasphemy phone sex is how I spend Holy Thursday. Everyone is going crazy for Easter and Ash Wednesday, but guess what? I’m atheist. Fuck God and Jesus. If they existed would there be sick bitches like me on this earth? I guess if you believe in that religious bull crap, you could make a case for me being possessed by the devil. I am most definitely a dark princess. Last Holy Thursday I wrecked havoc on a little Catholic schoolgirl. I was babysitting for this extremely religious couple. Why they hired a Goth girl is beyond me. I guess they thought they could save my soul or something. Well, their little snot nosed brat was being a royal pain in the ass. She started telling me my soul was damned and that I was going to hell for cursing and worshiping the devil, which she thought I did because of my appearance. “You have to believe in God to believe in the Devil you stupid cunt,” I told her.

Blasphemy sex venusShe started threatening  me, so I grabbed the little twat by her air and dragged her into the bathroom.  I yanked a cross off the wall and impaled her little snatch with it. “You love Jesus so much, fuck him you little whore,” I screamed as I thrust that cross deep into her bald cunt. “If that God you love so much, loved you back, would he let me do this to you,” I inquired as I continued to impale her little fuck holes. The little whore started to pray. “The only one that can help you now is me, bitch,” I said as she looked at me with tears in her eyes. Her little bloodied cunt was so swollen.  I was determined to make her hate God and curse his name. I got out her Bible and smeared her blood on the pages. Then I spit on it and set it on fire. “No scripture will give you any comfort right now you little whore “, I said. I just fucked her some more with various crosses until she caved and said, “Fuck Jesus, Fuck God.”  I love blasphemy sex. Maybe the little brats I bring to the dark side don’t so much, but we all know Hell is for little ones. I can’t wait to break more little girls this coming Holy Thursday too. Wanna join me?

Water Day Observation Sex

taboo phone sexI had never heard of World Water Day, but apparently it was today. Daddy informed me we were observing this strange holiday. The observation is about Water at Work and highlights different areas of employment that worked with water. I had no idea how we would observe this, but I knew better than to question Daddy. He led me into the large downstairs bathroom.  I seen several different fucking devices set up. The bathtub was completely full of water, and a hose, with a pressure nozzle on the end, was stretched from the shower .

A man was in the middle of the bathroom waiting for me. He advised me he was my Water Master and ordered me to lay atop the glass covered bathtub. He advised Daddy he was going to teach him some of the finer points of water torture. He approached my pussy with a fucking machine that had a large phallus on one end. He inserted it into my dripping cunt and turned the speed on high. It was fucking me so hard! I was getting close to coming when suddenly I felt a huge gush in my pussy. The water hose was attached to the fake cock and it was shooting hard and deep inside my pussy. It was a feeling unlike any other.

bondage phone sexMy Water Master spent hours playing with m y body with water in varying ways. He sprayed me with the jets, fucked me with the water cock, submerged me into the ice cold bath, holding me under, and laughing as I struggled to find some air. The last thing I remember his laughing face was above me, I was under water, and suddenly I felt a shock ripple through my body. Apparently my sadistic master liked mixing electricity with water. I must have faded out after the electrical current surged through my body, because the next thing I knew, I was waking up in my bed several hours later and my body was sore everywhere. What a strange holiday and observation.

Sex With Dead Bodies

sex with dead bodies karmaIt is almost as much fun as doing it myself. Jacking a couple and then making them torture, mutilate and snuff each other. It was obvious that they were a young new couple. So in love, all starry eyed and kissey faced. It made me sick. Bringing them home my cunt was wet with anticipation. I knew that this would break them in every way and I couldn’t wait. The blood and pain, the wonderful sound of screams and the crack of bones breaking make my blood boil. The first steps, watching as I make him tie her down, degrade her, strip her of her clothes, humiliate her as tears stream down his face and he looks at her as if to apologize. The best is yet to come. I hand him a knife and guide his hand as we make the first cuts. I want to make sure that he doesn’t cut to deep. I want to see the blood but I want the pain to last.. By now he is sobbing uncontrollably. And yet there is so much more. After hours of torture I finally take the knife and make on final cut down the center of her chest and insert his hand into her chest cavity so he can feel the last beats of her heart before I make him commit the final act. The thing that takes me over the edge, watching some one have sex with dead bodies…..oh yes…take me to the darkest corners of my black soul.