Category: Fantasy phone sex

Teen Rape Porn Gets Rid of Dick Teasing Young Sluts

teen rape pornMen contact me for teen rape porn often. I garnered quite a reputation thanks to my former master. He recommends me to his like-minded sadist friends all the time. And since they pay for my assistance, I help every time. Hard to believe that I survived my former master. Girls disappear under his watch all the time. When a girl loses her appeal or no longer feels tight enough to make him cum, they just vanish.

Although I know he sells some used up Lolitas to sex traffickers, he kills quite a few too. Even though I had the privilege to buy my freedom from him, most girls do not get that lucky. Only the strong survive in a snuff porn world. When my former master refers clients to me, I feel compelled to excel. But I do that out of fear.

I Help Men With Their Brat Problems

No one should fuck up under his watch because he disposes of all who do. And I know where some of the bodies are buried. My goal in life is not to join those bodies. So, over the weekend I helped one of his associates with a brat problem. This guy fucked some Lolita slut he picked up at bar. He never carded her because he assumed the bar staff did. Turns out she used her sister’s ID to get into the bar. And their one-time fuck left her pregnant. Or at least that’s what she said when she blackmailed him.

Pregnant or not, the bitch had to go. So, I lured her to a downtown abandoned warehouse where my former master and his pal snuffed her out. But not before they fucked her blind. And I filmed it all for their spank bank. I never ask to see my former master’s gangbang rape porn collection, because I know I will know some faces.

This girl took a bit to die. They choked, suffocated and beat the pregnant teen slut to death. And I did not get queasy or scared. Blackmailing little dick tease got what she deserved.

Babysitter’s Nightmare: A Depraved Dad’s Fantasy

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Yo, yo, motherfuckers! Let me tell you about the shitstorm that was supposed to be a simple babysitting gig. Cora here, your friendly neighborhood babysitter, about to embark on a night of pure, unadulterated hell. I arrive at the house, ready to mind the brats. But little did I know, their dad had other plans—perverted as fuck plans that involved me. The fucker lures me into the basement, his eyes burning with lust. The fucked-up part? He’s got a goddamn rape fantasy, and I’m the star attraction. 

He’s got me trapped, my screams echoing in the goddamn dungeon. The fucking pervert starts stripping me, his hands everywhere, leaving bruises. I’m at his mercy, a fucking toy for his twisted desires. He whips my ass, and I taste my own blood. The fucking masochist actually enjoys my pain. He rams his cock down my throat, and I gag, the stench of him making me wanna puke. But he doesn’t give a shit—just keeps thrusting, calling me his little slut. 

The fucking hung cock monster binds my hands, rips my panties off, and goes to town on my cunt. My eyes are bulging out of my head as he pounds me into oblivion. I’m his fucking rape doll, and he uses me like one. Over and over, he pounds my helpless body, grunting like a wild animal. When he’s done, I’m a mess—bruised, battered, and emotionally shattered. The fucker doesn’t even have the decency to apologize. He just leaves me there, a used-up husk. 

Fuck that shit! Babysitters beware—you’re in for a rude awakening! This is some next-level fucked-up shit! 

Fuckery at its finest, folks! 

Gangbang rape porn add the priest, and we have Hallows Day.

Gangbang rape porn             Gangbang rape porn add the priest, and we have Hallows Day.  All in all, going to wake the dead. Have the priest be the one to start the gangbang. Get behind me. Exercise the demons. After all, we need someone to pray and get us to the heavenly fields. How else do we corrupt saints?

            We need to make them all sinners. Now that we are there, the gangbang gets to be with all the angels. From up on high. Cocks from everywhere. Giving me the stiff hard cock. Filling up every orifice.

            Driving in deep. At the same time, calling out Jesus fucking Christ. That’s right I am going to fuck Christ and make him cum in me. Filling me up. Mary Magdalene has got nothing on me.

            Talk about Blasphemy sex. Fucking the Lord Almighty. You know that is best Fantasy and role play we could do. Fuck me lord. Take me and join the priest and I in the bowels of hell.

            After all, you sent Satan there. We have the demons, now I have angels. This is the greatest gangbang porn that we could have in fantasy rape mode. I like all of it. All in all, we only must let you pick who you are going to play. Angel, Demon, Satan, Jesus Christ, Priest, or Lord Almighty for all of you get the fantasy rape gangbang play time.

Trafficked for Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

rape phone sex fantasiesIt was the biggest fuck sex party in town. The kind of party where rape phone sex fantasies and more come to life. As soon as I walked into the house, he grabbed me with a forceful grip and pushed me to my knees, his thick, dripping cock forced into my mouth without warning.

“Suck it, nigga witch cunt!” he growled. Little did he know, I possessed a power that he could never imagine. With a defiant strength, I took him deep into my mouth, swallowing him whole and tight until he burst his cream down my throat in a matter of seconds.

“F-fuck, nigga witch whore, how did you do that?” He picked me up as if I were nothing but a party favor and carried me outside to the poolside where a group of men awaited.

“The nigga witch cunt you ordered has arrived and will be served near the poolside,” he announced. And with that, the men began to tear at my clothes, tying me to a pole as they circled.

They took me in every way imaginable, using me as a vessel of their cuntholder fantasies. One after another, they claimed a part of me for themselves, ripping my flesh and feeding on my blood as if I were nothing but a mere feast to be devoured. I hung limp from the pole, covered in blood and cum.

I could hear his voice command them to continue, to cut me down and fuck me some more. And as I lay there, I knew that the darkness of that party would never truly fade away, haunting me for eternity. It was a night filled with horror fucking and feasting, a night that would forever be etched into my memory as the moment when my worst nightmares became a reality. “You know I will never let you go. Put this whore on a plane to the next party.” Was the last thing I remember.

Voluptuous BBW Fucked Roughly in Car After Date

Home Invasion Phone Sex Imagine this: I invited one of my long-time fans out on a “special” date with me. We went out to dinner and a movie. He seems like a nice guy, but I know he has more sinister intentions. As soon as we get in the truck, he tells me to go to the backseat. My pussy starts to drip as my excitement increases. The guy pulls out a pair of handcuffs and a gag from his glove compartment for me to wear while he’s fucking me. A few moments later, he’s fucking me from the back, and I feel like a helpless victim since I could not scream or move my arms. I really need to see this guy again since he knows exactly how I liked to be fucked. He puts me in all types of positions; doggy-style, upside-down, 69, etc. His hands are digging into my ass as he roughly pounds me and his strokes are getting sloppier, so I know he is close. Suddenly, he pulls me down by my hair and gives me a nice facial. His cum tasted so fucking delicious.  

Rape Fantasies Phone Sex Get Hard and Hot With Rena

As a woman, rape phone sex fantasies turn me on like no other. One where I was helplessly tied up, my wrists and ankles bound tightly to the bedposts is my favorite. The feeling of vulnerability was overwhelming as I waited for my torment to begin. Suddenly, a cold, hard object was pressed against my tight anus, and before I could protest, it was forcefully pushed inside. I gasped in pain and surprise, feeling the intruder stretch my sensitive opening. It was followed by another object, this time pushing against my sphincter-tight pussy. I whimpered into my gag, the rough fabric of my panties muffling my cries.

rape phone sex fantasiesme gag on it as I struggled against the bindings. I tasted the metallic tang of blood mixed with his seed, and it only served to remind me of my helplessness. He pulled out and roughly shoved his cock into my ass, filling me up once more. I felt violated and used, but there was no escape from his grasp.

The room was filled with the sounds of slapping skin on skin and grunts of pleasure as he took me roughly from behind. He was relentless, pushing me to the point of breaking. My body ached from the abuse, but he showed no signs of stopping. He brought in more men, and they too took turns using my holes as they pleased. I was nothing more than a fleshlight for their twisted pleasure.

As the night wore on, the pain became unbearable. My body was covered in bruises and cuts, and I could feel myself losing consciousness. But even in my hazy state, I could still feel the cocks thrusting in and out of my holes, filling me up with their seed. It was a sickening display of dominance and control, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

In the end, I didn’t even have the strength to scream as my life slipped away. My body was left battered and broken, a testament to the cruelty of Dominic and his twisted desires.

Cannibalism phone sex makes you crave my sweet flesh

Cannibalism phone sex makes you crave my sweet flesh!  As I lay here, bound and gagged, my mind races with thoughts of depravity and desire. The cameras start rolling, and I feel a shiver run down my spine. My heart races as I hear the dirty talk and blasphemy from my co-stars. Their words ignite a fire within me, and I can feel my pussy becoming wetter with each vulgar utterance.

Cannibalism phone sex I am here to please, to be used and abused in the most explicit ways possible. My body is on display, but it’s my mind that truly craves the attention. I want to be devoured, to be consumed by their desires.

The  Blasphemy sex is rough, and I scream out  as they take me in every way possible. I am theirs to use, to play with, to break. I want to be consumed, to be devoured by their lust. I want to be their ultimate fantasy, their ultimate release. My body is on display, but it’s my mind that truly craves the attention. The depravity, the vulgarity, it all feeds my desires.

As the scene comes to a close, I am left breathless and satisfied. My body is covered in sweat and bruises, but it’s my mind that truly feels alive. I have been used, abused, and devoured, and I can’t wait to do it all over again.

So, as you read this, I dare you to indulge in your own fantasies. Don’t be afraid to explore the taboo, the vulgar, the explicit. It’s in those moments that we truly feel alive. And who knows, you may just find yourself craving something a little more…submissive.

As for me, I’ll be here, ready and willing to be devoured once again.

 

Babysitter phone sex for Master

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When I watch the little one, Master has me babysitter phone sex with him. He calls me from work. “Get you black nigga cunt naked and get ready. Start playing with your pussy for me. Let me know when she’s there.” My pussy gets wet and ready. She walks in seeing me playing with my black pussy. She is here Master. I put him on the speaker. “Baby this is your new nigga wet maid. She will give you plenty of milk. Smiling, “I’m taking off my clothes right now daddy. Thank you for my medicine.” She comes and sits in my lap. Her juicy bootie begins to squirm. She kisses me and hugs me tightly and wrap her legs around me. “I want some milk now.”


Master speaks “I want you to feed her your nigga nipples and I want to hear you and her. If her fangs happen to come out, you keep feeding until she is ready to stop? Yes, Master I understand.

She took my nipple in her mouth sucking and moaning. Playing with the other nipple as she took more and more of my tit in her mouth. Milk begins to flow from my nipples and my pussy. She places my hand on her soft white and pink little titties. Play with them nigga while I suck some more. Yes, my lady. I say to her, pitching her very big nipples. She moaned and slurps, drinking from one nipple then the other. My pussy was on fire throbbing with excitement. I started to moan. “How you like her sucking your juicy nigga tits? You want my cock in you? Yes, Master I want your big cock in my wet hot nigga pussy! She sucked more as I kept talking.

Please Master come and put this fire out of your nigga cunt. She then took both my nipples in her mouth sucking them before biting down. Master, I want to cummmm!! Not yet you cum when I say nigga slut.
She sucks more draining the milk and blood from my titties. Make me cum nigga titty whore she screamed! As she rolled my nipples in her mouth drinking all of me, she grabs me tighter cumming all over my leg.

“Daddy I just came!” She kept sucking. Master yells out “Cum with me now my black cunt! Keep sucking her nipples baby he says. Hearing him cum I yell out from pain and pleasure as I cum hard all over myself.
Daddy can we both have her for dinner tonight too?

You’re the freaky mortician in town.

Sex with dead bodies

Sex with dead bodies. You’re the new mortician in town. Handling dead bodies that come in from all kinds of deaths. Bodies that have been shot, burned, cut, car accidents, or elderly you’re the man. The desire was overwhelming and you can’t control the urge to use them. Before you became a mortician you would dig up bodies in cemeteries and fuck them, play with their snatch’s. Even if they were just bones. The cold cunts and deathly looking titty’s made your cock throb .

A young lady was hit by a car and there lye her naked dead body on the table. It’s your job to dress her up for her funeral. Put makeup on her as well as a dress. Her neck is barely hanging on and her guts are hanging out. Her flesh was still dripping and her eyes open. As she gazes straight at you with her broken neck you get on top and slip your dick deep up her snatch. It’s cold and your balls are covered in blood. You pound that dead pussy hard grabbing onto her swollen big tits. You want to give her her that good last fuck before she’s 6ft under.

Her arms were swinging around as you fuck the shit out of her dead broken body. This freakfuck took your big dick good, still tight even after life.  Death never looked as good as it does around your shaft, hugging your balls.

Castration Phone Sex With Dr. Swift

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Castration phone sex is one of those things a select group of people talk about. I never imagined that a doctor would have a thriving business cutting off balls, until my friend Emma told me that she worked in a private surgeon’s office that did at least twenty castrations a week. I couldn’t help but wonder and she told me that there were the men who had to get it done as a condition of release from prison and then there were the ones who got it to adhere to a program where they were being controlled. Whenever Dr. Swift saw a patient with a signed contract of consent, he knew there was a woman in charge who sent him there. The directions were always the same. The family jewels were to be sent back to the woman in charge with a note saying, “property of” and her name. It was a way to drive the point home that from this day his name would die, along with any control over his life and cock. Dr. Swift got a special thrill out of the act. After every surgery, she had her eunuch personal assistant come to her office and get on his knees in front of her with his pants down to show his ball-less cock, as he ate her very wet pussy. Being able to cut away the ability of men to get a woman pregnant got her so excited that she had to masturbate and ordered her assistant to as well. When she was near orgasm he was to repeat the words, ” Your fertile pussy is going to cum”, over and over, as she came all over his tongue. Her assistant would then stand up with his pants still down and his eyes fixed on the floor. He was not allowed to move until she told him to. When she addressed him as half of a man, he was able to retreat to the back office. Dr. Swift would come in to find him wearing a paper gown and nothing else. She would strap him to a gynecological table with his feet in the stirrups and a vibrating probe in his ass. His face was always red with embarrassment and she loved that, since he wasn’t allowed to shoot as he stroked before. If he had any balls they would be full and heavy. This time, he wouldn’t be able to stroke or control the useless spunk when it spurted from his fuck pole. She left him and closed the door. It was time to get a fresh scalpel and get to work. The eunuch would be waiting after she was done.