Fantasy phone sex is a great escape from the insanity of the world right. I thought I hated people before this virus, but that looked like love compared to what I feel for people now. This virus has consumed me with more hatred for folks and has shown me how many dipshits really exist in this world. I masturbate daily thinking of some asshole I need to kill. I enjoy plotting deaths with an accomplice. I have this one guy I met in a Reddit chat room for dark desires and we talk daily. We get on Tik Tok or some other form of social media and find these young sluts shaking their booties or dismissing this virus because they are young, and we plot their murder. We explore his rape phone sex fantasies and my murder ones. Have you seen these young girls who are like influencers or addicted to social media attention? They are asking for trouble from men like you and my friend. We decided on this one young teen girl. Cheerleader, dancer and whore. She has thousands of public videos where she is pretty much in booty shorts and a tube top. I know most of the men who have watched these videos are perverts wanting to bang the little whore or sadistic folks like me who want to torture the sluts. My friend and I fantasized about how tight her holes would be. We talked about him fucking her into oblivion, even destroying her holes and me finishing her off. I mean this little whore is acting like a good little schoolgirl but dancing like a stripper for people she does not know. Guys who are no doubt jizzing all over their computer screens at her. You know you have checked out the open social media accounts for young girls. I will help with the one who gets your cock the hardest be the star of your teen rape porn.
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A Kidnapping Phone sex Tale
Do you like a hot kidnapping phone sex tale? I was out getting some fresh air. I feel like a caged animal. I am sure you can relate. I was walking, taking in the night air and listening to some Ozzy thru my headphones. I was not aware of the car following me. Once I turned on a dead street to circle back home, some one jumped out of the car and shoved me in the trunk. I thought it was master as first, so I did not panic. I panicked when the trunk opened, and I saw some stranger with steel in his eyes. I asked him what was going on. I tried not to show my panic even though this was a panic worthy moment. He ordered me out of the trunk. He had the gun, so I did not fight. Contrary to my persona, I do not have a death wish. Not this week at least. There was a castle in the background. A beautiful, old Gothic building. My fantasy mind got ahead of me. I wondered it this was Dracula’s castle. I have a thing for vampires. It was not the home of Count Dracula, but pardon the pun, it was a blood relative. All vampires descend from him. I met a handsome count who looked hungry. I speculated that this virus has hurt their feeding schedule. Not as many folks out and about at night. No easy prey stumbling home from a bar at 4 am in the morning. I offered my neck to him as a gesture of kindness. I just hoped that he would see my willingness and find some way for me to remain living. I can be quite helpful. He bit my neck and I felt immense pain, followed by immense pleasure. I lived but I now belong to him. I am now in charge of talent acquisition. That is just a fancy way of saying I work in the kitchen. I find him tender flesh he can devour nightly. Whatever he has in store for me, I will embrace. What is your fantasy phone sex scenario?
Blasphemy Sex For Daddy & Daughter
My deviant sex games are often marked by blasphemy sex. I tend to be the snuff obsession, your new Goddess that you must obey. The evil Angel who requires complete obedience. If I desire your first-born daughter t be sacrificed to the biggest BBC around, you will offer her. Sweet ripe fresh cunny ripe for me to destroy live and recorded for some brat porn sales later. You denounce all that you thought was holy. Because this is one Goddess of the night who gives back. I will allow you to penetrate that sweet slutkin pussy after she has had so many fucking black cock loads and been destroyed. And you will worship me for it. Your cock belongs to me and if you play your cards right I will get you your very own young virgin to force fuck and destroy her with my bare hands as all color fades from her face and you continue fucking her cooling dead little body. I will have your soul promised to me because you will be snuffed out by my hands when I am done with you, and you will do so willingly and beg me to do it! Where are my Devotees at tonight? Because now you are my accomplice phone sex stud and you belong to the Goddess of the night! Praise Goddess Jezabel!
Torture Phone Sex is Therapeutic
We could all use a little torture phone sex right now. Inflicting pain is therapeutic. Let us hunt for a victim that we can work our anger issues out on together. The world is full of useless cunts and pricks. Hell, you may be one of them. I met this guy at the grocery store. Meet is too strong of a word. He was all up in my personal space with no mask. He tried to hit on me. Got right up in my face like there is no pandemic and gave me a lame come on. I told him to back off and tried to kiss me. The mother fucker tried to kiss me. For a quick moment, I thought about gutting him like a pig in aisle 7. I wanted this mother fucker dead. Natural selection would kill him sooner or later, but I wanted to speed up the process. I followed him out to the parking lot and gave him my address. The look on his face was priceless. He thought he was getting lucky with a Goth girl. Nope. He was getting sliced and diced. He was getting torture sex. I drugged his whisky and while he was passed out, I dragged his body onto a sheet of plastic. I did not want his blood on my floors. Normally, I kill and maim in my cabin in the woods, but these are not normal times. I was impulsive, which I never am, but this asshole needed taught a lesson. I did not kill him. I castrated him. I took his nuts. I used a rusty blade and I waited before I cauterized the wound. He bled like a stuck pig. He was awake for it thankfully. I like to torture when my victim can feel it. I am a sick bitch. I had him tied down, so he would not escape. I neutered the bastard. Just like I will neuter you if you come at me like a dog in heat. Castration phone sex is my favorite hobby.
Let them all burn
I was bored at home looking at shit online when I came across an article on witch burning and I thought to myself that would be really fun to try. I wanted to see if they would die from the smoke first or literally burn to a crisp so I set up my own little experiment. I kidnapped an entire family so that I could see how long they would last, I wanted lots of different ages and sexes to really see what would happen. There was the mother and father of course along with an old grandmother and two little brats, a boy and a girl. I took them far out in the country where no one would be around to hear them screaming and started the torture. I tied them all to poles with brush piled all along the bottom and lit the fires. They were all screaming and hysterically begging me to let them go but I was enjoying the show. The old lady died first from the smoke, it was honestly a little disappointing how little she suffered but the rest of them had many many burns before they finally succumbed to the fire and died. The only thing I will do differently next time is bring a man with me, I wanted to fuck while watching them burn and all I could do was masturbate.
The Night She’ll Never Forget
I never thought about the type of life Master leads when I’m not around. All I’ve ever seen is who he is when we play, or around others like-minded in our little church. So it was a little surprising when Master called me to come to his home. What was more surprising was how neat, clean, and absolutely stunning it was and reminded me of those places you see featured in magazines. I knew Master had an important professional life so I guess this really should have been so surprising, I’m just so used to seeing him sweaty, bloody, and often covered in other grime. He introduced me to his girlfriend, who happened to be a bubbly little coed ed. Master does like them young. He was fixing dinner and I was still trying to find out why he had called me over. It soon became apparent as the night went on and the little coed just wouldn’t stop running her mouth. She was bratty, spoiled and I know first-hand Master would not tolerate such behavior from someone for too long. It seems tonight would be her last night. This new discovery made me excited and curious about what Master’s plan was. We ate and I couldn’t help but smile and nod as she complained about every little thing. Just knowing in a few moments she would soon be lifeless choking on her own blood. Master expression was becoming more and more darkened to the point that she actually started to get nervous. He got up saying he was going to head to the kitchen. She talked to me about so many pointless things so when I saw Master come back and quickly slit her throat letting the blood spray out all over me I joyously bathed in the warm shower, laughing as I watched her horrified and choking expression. Exactly what I had pictured. That night Master fucked me like he never had before, animalistic like he couldn’t control himself. Pretty sure he had been waiting for this moment for a while.
Pure Evil Phone Sex
I always thought of you as such a sweet man and friend of my parents. I am in complete shock that you have me here, tied up in you basement as your very own little torture doll. I tremble every time I hear you coming, as I have no idea what is going to happen this time. Is there any way we can come to some sort of arrangement on my freedom? Perhaps I can be your accomplice to finding new victims to keep here in your basement. I swear I won’t tell a single soul where I have been and whom I have been with. I have a way with women and girls and they trust me very easily. I’ll be the perfect partner in crime for you, but please just release me from this basement. I cannot take it anymore. I am begging you. I am at my breaking point and I just don’t know what to do other than plead and offer up my complete services as your accomplice. I know all of the places to hunt for your new victims. Let me prove to you just how fruitful this arrangement can be. I had no idea you were such a monster. You hide it so well.
Daddy’s Snuff Porn Slave
No girl says she wants to make snuff porn, but I am not just any girl. I am a submissive sex slave. I am a pain slut. I am a nasty freak. I did not like being a young girl under my daddy’s roof. I was just too young and inexperienced to appreciate what he did to me. In hindsight, he made me the dirty adult entertainer I am today. I could never have a vanilla job. Not with my background. Not with my dark desires. I put an ad out on a fetish site that I wanted to be daddy’s sex slave. Not just any daddy’s girl either. Daddy’s snuff sex slave. Men were eating it up. My phone was blowing up from men who wanted nothing more than to rough up their baby girls. I picked the perfect time too for such an ad. Men are cooped up inside with their young cock teasing daughters and no creative outlet for their sexual frustrations. Most wives would castrate a father for wanting to fuck his baby girl. That is where I come in. I am the surrogate daughter. I am happy to take daddy’s big cock up my ass and in my fuck holes. I am happy to be daddy’s punching bag and toilet. I am happy to let daddy’s friends gang bang me too. Adam was my first daddy over the weekend. He bought an anything goes taboo fuck slut to explore his daddy daughter dark desires. He violated my little asshole while pulling my hair and slapping my ass. He tied me up and left me while he walked his dogs. He struggled not to kill me because he was having so much fun hurting my holes. I may have not enjoyed pleasing my daddy when I was super young, but I am all grown up now and I crave daddy’s abuse.
She wished she was dead
This stupid little whore was walking down the wrong road this morning when she passed by my house. I live in a pretty remote place and I never see strangers just walking by like that so when I saw her I was pretty upset. I went out there and forced her into my house, I asked her why she was on my property and the bitch had the nerve to tell me she was lost. Well she was right about that, she was definitely lost now, there was no hope for her. I tied her up and beat the shit out of her before I made some calls to rent her out. I’m going to have a lot of men come over and roughly fuck the shit out of this whore until she dies, it’s exactly what she deserves.I can’t wait to see her stuffed full of cock and beaten senseless, I wonder how long she will last…
My Own Ass Rape Porn Show
I made an ass rape porn last night. Only, there was no other person involved for once. Normally, some man is using my ass like a chew toy. I needed money. Business has been slow. My husband owns his own business, which is non-essential, so little money is coming into the house right now. I know lots of men are stuck at home with time on their hands. I decided to get on a cam show. I have learned a few things over the years about modern technology. I have lots huge sex toys because I am a kinky bitch. I am no stranger to big cocks or lots of cock up my ass. I am just not usually getting paid to be violated nor am I the one violating myself. I took matters into my own hands. I got viewers to pay to watch me in my own home violate my tight ass. There are plenty of men who enjoy anal torture sex shows. Watching me live assured them I was for real too. I laid out all the sexy toys I had, and several things not deemed for the ass like a baseball bat, a rolling pin and a wine bottle. For the first ten minutes of the show, I just masturbated and talked about my dark desires. After that, the game was on. Men paid to watch me insert things in my ass. I had this one 13-inch long, 9-inch wide black butt plug I scored at a dirty bookstore before shit shut down. There was a bidding war on that toy in my ass. I went with the highest bidder and his bid was more than all the other bids for all the other toys combined. Men wanted to see if I could take something that big and thick up my ass. I did, but not without a lot of pain and a huge mess. That was the thickest thing I ever had up my ass, but I loved every moment of it.