Category: Evil phone sex

rape phone sex fantasies

Rape phone sex fantasiesI didn’t realize just how much I was craving rape phone sex fantasies until I got super high with him the other day. Completely loaded me and this dude were talking about all the ways in which we could push sex even further till it was the hardcore fuck of our dreams. That is when we started talking about force, and how hardcore fucking is just so much more brutal when there is force. It’s true, even though sluts can’t turn off their bodies from experiencing pleasure even when forced. Just knowing the mental anguish of pushing a hard cock without permission into a fuck hole will give a snot-nose brat makes my drug-addicted cunny dripping wet. Thinking about the high-pitched squeals of shock leaving their tiny little lips as I pleasure myself brings me close to climax. I grabbed hold of that dude’s dick and we began to fantasize about taking the virginity of a sweet little spawn. How much they would cry and beg for their Mommy and Daddy really turned us on. We couldn’t help but cum in each other’s faces. We might just have to go and take a little brat off the street and try it out. 

Murder phone sex Fantasies to be thankful for

Murder phone sex FantasiesMurder phone sex Fantasies To be thankful for! Death, destruction, murder all the sweet Felling of Thanksgiving. A time when my men can connect to that colonizer side of them and revel in the blood stained past.

Ready to be a big strong strapping pilgrim and get yourself buried in some Cheerokee young taint? By now we all know just how Young Pocahontas was, correct? John White definitely took note of her young Princess body! He came and conquered and came some more. All that killing must have woke up many long pig cravings Young pussy and fresh meat roasted on the fire is the perfect place setting for me!

Murder phone sex Fantasies Thanksgiving 

Some Cannibalism phone sex traditions are worth keeping! For instance, spit roasting a succulent carcass of your enemies! Or a little fat piggy daughter or wife, your choice really. I’m just here to help weave you cannibalistic murder dreams. I really think I could survive on scraps of human flesh and cum if I really had to. Thanksgiving is a time of year to indulge yourself. Cannibalism and murder are soem of my very favoirte scenes as we get you off. 

 I’m here to make all your fantasies come true. I’m your bloodthirsty accomplice, here to fulfill all your darkest desires. Let’s make this Thanksgiving one to remember! Taboo phone sex Turkey day Treats for my snuff men are always so hot!

Ass rape porn gets me ready for all kinds of sick shit!

Ass rape porn

Ass rape porn gets me ready for all kinds of sick shit! I can feel the heat of burning desire within me. I’m desperate to explore new means of pleasure, to push the boundaries and explore what others may consider taboos. What’s wrong with wanting to experience something new? What’s wrong with wanting something different? I want something that will make me feel naughty and broken – something that many would call evil!

I think it would be nice for my master if I got him a sweet church going girl. We will pick her up after Sunday school. We’ll take her back home and bring her into the fun room. There are no rules when it comes to sex, we have the right to explore all my desires and fantasies. I see this kind of sex as liberating and beautiful, as something that could unlock new doors and go beyond the boundaries.

The power imbalance and the different forms of domination have me excited. I don’t want this type of sex to simply be a way to reach an orgasm; I want to explore its depths and all the horror that comes with it. I’m craving something more exciting. I’ll fuck that little bitch with a cross. I will make sure it gets really messy, covered in blood and shit. I will force it down her throat and she will suck it clean. She will pray to her God and it will make me roar with laughter. God won’t be able to save her.

We want it to be as disgusting and shocking as we can make it. We want to play with fire and do something that stays with us for a long time. I think I will sit on her face until she starts to struggle for air. I will wrap my hands around her throat, sneezing harder and harder. My pussy will gush with delicious cream as my master rapes her tight little pussy. Her screams will bring him to the brink and he’ll cum deep inside her pussy. It’s an act of liberation, we are pushing our boundaries to explore the furthest reaches of sexual pleasure. We are embracing the dark side of sex with enthusiasm and passion, calling for blasphemy sex.

 

Bonding Over Our Love For Evil Phone Sex

Evil phone sexI love my evil phone sex calls that get dark, dirty, and twisted.  You are my type, most definitely, if you are a  twisted individual with an insatiable appetite for the dark and depraved. I love it when men can find solace in hearing about my dark life. They find solace in that they are far from alone, I assume.

The story was about two sisters in my family being kidnapped and subjected to unimaginable torment. As I painted a vivid picture of their ordeal over the phone line, your perverse desires were fueled by each sickening detail. You loved hearing about the horrible ways they tortured these poor innocent young sluts.  I loved hearing you stroke your cock harder as the details got more disturbing.  The moans and affirmations let me know, that you and I get off on things most will never understand.

In this real-life story, the younger sister was forced onto her back on a dirty mattress,  while her older sister watched helplessly from nearby as their captors took turns violating her young sisters pure  innocence without mercy.  Her pleas for release fell upon deaf ears as they roughly penetrated every inch of her tight young body until she could barely speak due to both fear and shock. As she passed out, she was able

Meanwhile, they brought the older sister into a closet, separating her from her little sweet sister, now a shell of who she was when this day started.  They beat her and made her sister watch from her dirty cum and blood-stained mattress in the other part of the basement.

They gave older sis a few-minute break between beatings before they bound. her arms and had her spread-eagle against a cold concrete wall. Dark and cold as tears  Ruthlessly, one after another, they came over and forced their dirty cocks in there showing the others how messy and gross her cunt looked.  Her tight shaved pussy was swollen to the point it was unrecognizable.

Evil Phone Sex Sadistic Ready for Next Victims – Witchy Morticia

Evil phone sex sadistic Morticia is a gothic witch. My best enjoyment is destroying little fuck meats while their daddikins gets off to it. Most of the time they have their way with the sluts first.

In the beginning I am teasing the sluts and taking my blade to their tender smooth skin. Slowing slicing from their sternum to their neck. Alternately I slice down to their belly bottons. Either way these fuck meats are going to be sliced and diced.

The blood trickling from the shallow carvings excite me most. This is the best foreplay. To rub that innconces blood all over my body. I will carve a pentagram or inverted cross on that tender flesh as I chant.

Hail Satan! Ave Satanas!

A sacrifice for thee I offer you this Virgin

Hail Satan be true to your form and come before me

Hail Satan My dark Master and Lord

Let the fest begin of blood and gore.

Hail Satan a Sacrifice for thee…

Chanting and stabbing as I beckon daddy to penetrate and defile his blood for the dark Lord he will serve.

Evil phone sex

 

Murder phone sex Fantasies make Marley so hot!

Murder phone sex FantasiesMurder phone sex Fantasies make Marley so hot now! I never thought I could love anything like this. My Master was a cruel and sinister man who scared me in ways I never thought possible. He trained me to feel pleasure in ways I had never imagined. He quietly manipulated my mind and body to accept the unthinkable. I guess he thought it was his personal mission to redefine what was “acceptable” and “normal”. Now the new normal is the feeling of ice cold skin in between my legs, the vacant stare while I ride the meat. When my Master started training me to engage in Necrophilia phone sex, I was repulsed by the thought. How could anyone enjoy something so grotesque and twisted? But what choice did I have? My Master was a very powerful man, and I had no power to resist his wishes.

At first, the thought of touching and being intimate with dead bodies terrified me. It felt unnatural and perverse. But, I soon began to find pleasure in this new lifestyle. It was like my Master had unlocked something deep within me, something that was hidden and rarely made itself known. I wanted to please him and so I did.

As I began to explore more deeply, I started to see beauty in the macabre. I felt a strange, dark connection to death as I craved further the pleasure my Master offered me with the dead. I began to understand why the act of necrophilia enticed and excited me.

Sometimes I dread what I’m becoming. I question my sanity and my sense of morality. When my Master looks at me with those icy blue eyes, I can almost feel evil radiating from them. What would he do, I sometimes wonder, if I no longer pleased him? What kind of monster has he created? But I know I must stay dutiful, for the pleasure and safety of both of us and enjoy Sex with dead bodies.

Fantasy phone sex come for the pain stay for the orgasm.

Fantasy phone sex come for the pain stay for the orgasm. Before you deny it you know you have come for the pain. You like the stories of pain. Taking a whip to the behind of some young thing. Drawing the blood. Smell it. Tell me you don’t like it.

            There is no way you can tell me that you don’t like the pain. Punishing someone. Put their head (pick one or both) in a vice grip and cranking it until you see them bulging. Gasping, crying out in pain. Look at how hard your cock is getting. Now fantasize about fucking on top of them as they writhe in agony. Me squirting on you. Not being able to control myself with the need. Driving me to commit another atrocity so that I may get even wetter.

            You being my dupe. My accomplice in all I plan and do. Tying the up. Cuffing, whipping, spanking, you know you are behind me in all I do. Now do as your told and cum all over that crying little bitch.Fantasy phone sex

Ass Rape Porn with Four Legged Friend Used for Torture Sex

I was kidnapped and forced to make ass rape porn!

I looked up at the camera and begging for mercy. Tears were rolling down my face and my throat was raw. I’d gotten kidnapped, locked in this basement, and forced to make ass rape porn. My ass was being ripped apart by that massive fucking cock. I tried to crawl away from the cock ripping into my fucking ass but my legs were fucking shaking. I felt a nice slicing into my back again and screamed outloud. Then, I could feel the knife carving into my skin and leaving a dripping wet gash. 
ass rape porn

I begged for my life again screaming from a sore throat. And that bastard laughed. But he finally got off of me. He grabbed me by my hair and dragged me off the end of the bed. He tied my hands around the bed post so that my head was under the bed and I couldn’t get away. He was gone for a few minutes but when he came back I heard clicking on the floor. Like claws. Then I felt something on my ass again. A warm wet tongue on my pussy and bleeding ass. I had to try not to moan when they licked me. 

Torture Sex with Fido Makes Great Snuff Movies 

Then I felt something else rubbing against me. Fur. I felt the four legged friend climb up on top of me. I screamed out loud. His claws scratched into my already bleeding and shredded back. And then. Then, I felt a slippery rod pushing against my swollen and bloody ass hole. I screamed and tried my best to kick Fido off, but the son of a bitch forced his cock into me. He pumped me so fucking fast and I screamed even louder.

I thought I was going to pass out from the pain when his swollen red knot pushed into my ass too. Then, the splurge of fucking cum shooting inside of me. It was such a massive load. I couldn’t tell if it was his cum or my blood leaking down to my pussy and dripping on to the floor. My kidnapper had picked up the camera and filmed all of it. And he wasn’t even close to being done with me.

A Cunts Worth Depends On How Wide Her Shit Hole Gapes!

Teen rape porn Taking a nice big fat cock in my teen shitter is the best accomplishment! As a set of teen holes for men I promise if you can take a rough forceful ass fucking you are top choice meat. The wider your tight little shit hole can gape the more cocks you will be able to please and take at once. My new set goal is to be able to have 3 cocks in my ass and 3 in my cunt all at once. I think I am almost there which I am sure you know if you have seen all my other blogs. I am pretty capable of anything I set my mind to. 

It took me quite a while to be able to fit anything over 9 inches in my ass hole believe it or not. I can finally get my disgusting ass pipe to open up for a 14 inch cock. Isn’t that incredible? At least that’s what I have been told anytime a man with that big of a cock rams himself inside me. I imagine most men would simply want to test out how much a whores hole can stretch open anytime he sees her. Men are designed to hunt for their prey and take what they want. They are made to push the limits of what most can and can’t do; that is why it is my job as a cunt to set my expectations higher if I want to be worth fucking.

Once you understand your place in this world everything else falls in order. Don’t deny what you are and what you were made to do. I got lucky and was trained the minute I entered this world. I was taught what I am good for and what I was made for. Being an uptight, lazy, and boring girl is NOT the natural state for  BITCHES and what they were made to be. If you have a gash between your thighs and bouncy tits on your chest you are a CUNT. Once I understood that my life became so much easier.

Now look at me, I take 14 inch cocks in my shit box, I take dick down my throat hole until I puke, I beg men to piss and spit on me, and I get my cunt force fucked over and over again until I make every single guy cum. I am living proof that expectations can be met. Am I good enough for you yet baby? Do you want to test out my holes and tell me which one is your favorite? Call me so I can show you my purpose 😉

 

Bloody Mess For a Pretty Girl

Mutilation phone sex

Mutilation phone sex became so real for me. I never believed in superstitions and was always one to laugh when told to “not split the pole” or some dumb shit. So, when people mention bad luck, I was not worried that today would be the worst day of my life. Fortunately, Sir wanted to ensure that I was as miserable and uncomfortable as possible. It began with the normal spanking and nipple pinching but then things got scary. He hog tied me to a pole in his basement boiler room and unrolled an extensive torture kit. It yielded knives, scissors, a scalpel, and other crap to cut me open and mutilate me with. He began by tearing taking a firm grasp of my nipples and stretching them as far as they could go. Before I could scream, with the quick flick of the scalpel, he sliced my nipple clean off of my chest. I screamed in agony as he cut off the other one and blood trickled down my abdomen. I watched him toss each nipple into a bucket of ice to ensure an augmentation would be able to get them sewn back on. He stuck his finger in the open wounds and jammed the bloody fingers into my mouth. The gagging from the strong copper taste was nowhere near enough to deflect the pain from having a paring knife jammed into my groin. I thought I was going to faint from having to hold the screams in… “it’s okay Nigger, you can cry if you want”. Massive tears ran down my cheeks as I begged Sir to stop. He pushed the knife in deeper and twisted it a complete 360 degrees before cutting me down and saying, “take yourself to the hospital bitch… and clean up”. The whole cab ride I held the bucket of ice with my nipples in it close to my chest. I cried for I knew that I’d never forget how this Saturday night turned in to a bloody mess.