Category: Fantasy phone sex

Blasphemy sex

blasphemy sex

I got invited to a church fundraiser. I hate door to door church assholes and I was going to teach them a lesson about knocking at random doors and inviting strangers to their place of worship. I tried to turn down the invitation but the holy skank wouldn’t take no for an answer. I thought it was hilarious because if the stupid bitch who invited me knew what I was, she would know what a mistake it was to invite someone as twisted as I am. I only went so that I could scope out all of those little innocent bitches. I needed to find the perfect one to help me live out a fantasy of mine. I have always had a thing for blasphemy sex. I’ve always wanted to snatch up a stupid, innocent little bitch and force her to do a few twisted things with me. I want to turn her into an evil little slut like myself. I’m going to have her fuck herself with a cross while I rip pages out of a certain holy book and cram them up her tight virgin asshole. Then I will invite all of my equally twisted friends to force fuck her at the same church I snatched her from. I want her to cry and beg her savior to come help her pathetic ass. I want her to know that she’s my little slave to do with what I please, and I will do whatever sick, twisted and fucked up things I want to her. Once I get bored with her, once she’s all used up and no good to me anymore, I will slit her throat and toss her out like the pile of trash I turned her into. Then it will be on to the next little whore I can snatch and use up.

Layla’s Sadistic Phone Sex

sadistic phone sexHave you ever fantasized about doing something extremely wicked or evil? I’m one of those females that likes to play with the dark side. I’m obsessed with violence and I am always watching crime documents and murder mysteries. My dream would be to get a phone call from a serial killer and for them to make there confession to me of their crime. How they murdered the lover they were jealous of. Or how they keep stalking a young female and plan on doing something extremely evil to her. All of that gets me so turned on. It makes my panties wet just thinking about other demented freaks out there who have a love of violence and death like me. Let’s tell scary stories to each other or admit to our darkest most twisted fantasies. I long to hear how you would fantasize of tying me down and tormenting me as I beg for release and you mercilessly continue to sacrifice my young soul to the dark entity which has possessed you.

She screamed the whole time

taboo phone sexThis fucking whore screamed the whole time I was killing her, honestly I really don’t know how her throat didn’t burst! All I could do was laugh at her, she looked at me with those pitiful little eyes and the tears streaming down her face. She was begging for mercy but she wasn’t going to get any from me. I was fucking her with my broken glass covered dildo, she was breeding profusely but I kept on ripping that little virgin cunt up. I fucked her until she bled to death and then I tossed her body to the mutts outside. They mauled it and ripped it to pieces and ate it all even the bones. It was glorious to watch her be ripped to shreds like that, I wonder if they would do that to a living girl too… looks like I will need to find the answer to that question real soon!

Kidnapped and Drugged for a Gangbang Rape Porn

gangbang rape pornI went to a club with girlfriends Friday night. I was being a normal sexy milf for once. I was not high. I was not looking for trouble. I just wanted to celebrate another soccer mom’s birthday with a group of female friends like a regular mature woman. Last thing I remember before waking up in a gangbang rape porn was toasting the birthday girl with a Pixie Stick martini. I lost a big chunk of time. I was confused. My head hurt. I was bound and gagged and surrounded by strange men. I had no clue how I got where I was or what happened to my friends. They would have stopped anything bad from happening to me I thought. I asked my kidnappers where I was, but they ignored me. They ignored me verbally. Instead of talking to me, they slapped and punched me. Even spit in my face and pissed down my throat. They spoke to each other in a language that I thought might be Russian. As I was lying on the floor smelling like a men’s urinal, other men came into the room. They took off their clothes and fucked me. Pulled my limbs, slapped me around and fucked me like a rag doll. Honestly, I thought maybe I was in some dream, but the pain was real. I had been drugged at the club and somehow ended up in the victim in a snuff porn horror show. After they were done using me, they tossed me in another room. I saw women chained together, strung out on heroin most likely. I saw my friends. OMG, we were all kidnapped together. Before I could try to talk to one of them, I felt a needle in my arm, then everything went dark again. We were kidnapped for the sex trade.

I was used and abused

rape phone sex fantasiesMy Master lent me out to a BDSM club last night and every man there used me to make his rape phone sex fantasies come true. I had no say in the matter, I had to do as I was told no matter what. It was honestly pretty easy at first, I truly enjoy being used little a little love doll but then Master Antonio came in and a strange fear washed over me. I had heard stories about how sadistic he was but I had never actually experienced a session with him before. I was hoping that maybe the stories were all just exaggerations but from the moment he walked into my room I knew that they were all true. He grabbed me by my hair a slapped me across the face and told me to get on my fucking knees. I was shaking all over but I did as I was told, I got on my knees and looked down at the floor. What followed was a nightmare, he beat me, burned me with cigarettes and fucked all my fuckholes until they were gaped open and so sore that I couldn’t sit down. I was covered head to toe in bruises and I couldn’t even walk out of the room,I had to crawl. It was the most intense experience of my life and I have to do it all over again tonight too!

Snuff Phone Sex Fantasies

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex fantasies are what men want with me. My phone life is no different than my home life. Master and his cronies want me dead. On a good day, they just want to torture me. Last night, Master had a poker party. I was his betting chip. When he lost, his friends got to use me. They took me down to the dungeon. I hate the dungeon because nothing good ever happens to me down there. Master’s poker buddies tied me to a bench. They put a ball gag in my mouth and took turns punching me. They thought it was amusing to turn my alabaster skin black and blue, and even purple. I screamed and I cried. It really hurt. Master just watched and masturbated as his fuck slave was a gangbang rape porn star to a few other guys. Those men weren’t vested in me like Master. Since I am not their sex slave, they didn’t care if I got uglied up.  Master lost several rounds and since I was payment, he couldn’t intervene. They tied up my tits and punched them like they were boxers. I was in a lot of pain. I feared one of my saline bags would pop. Eventually, Master kicked them out. He doesn’t want to lose his favorite slave.

Murder phone sex fantasies

murder phone sex fantasies

I get so many wild and naughty calls that make my pussy soaked. My favorite are always the murder phone sex fantasies. Nothing turns me on more or gets me more wet than listening as you tell me all of the dark and twisted things you want to do to me. I can’t help but play with my whore holes as I listen to the plans to drag me into a dark alley by my hair and beat the shit out of me. I love every dark detail of how you want to stick your big sharp knife right into my stomach and slice me right open. Use my blood as lube for your massive hard cock to fuck me right in my tight slutty asshole as you reach around and pull my guts out of my gaping stomach gash. Force me on my knees and make me suck your cock clean before I bleed out into the pile of whore trash that I am. Leave me there to die as you go on to find and fuck your next victim.

Bloody Phone sex Womb Excavations

bloody phone sex

Bloody phone sex of me scrapping out a precious womb of a slut for you. You have become my number one accomplice in seeking out pregnant whores to chop into pieces after a forced birth. You understand my dark side and the more blood the better. My cunt is wet as you have me chain the latest victim down immobile as that brat kicks and wiggles inside her young body. This brat is yours and the slut is your daughter. She is pleading daddy don’t! But You already have that hard cock jacking off over her as I cut her nipples off and shove them down her throat. I am going to gut her like a melon for the prize inside. A fucktoy until death and even after. Or we can have her fucked by fifty men until That slutkin inside slides out like butter on a griddle. It is up to you daddy, as long as that womb is excavated and murder is the end result for your cock to cum for me.

Fantasy Phone Sex Seems Real

fantasy phone sexFantasy phone sex calls with a sick bitch make your dark desires seem real. I have some fantasies like killing the Kardashian dip shits, but obviously I don’t act on them. I find this line of work very satisfying because I can work out my anger issues as well as my hatred for society. There is not enough time in the world for me to snuff all the losers and bitches that need to be gone. I do enjoy taking out young cock teases before they grow up to be a Kardashian type. I had a unique opportunity the other night to do just that. A friend of mine wanted me to meet his niece. I hated her at hello. I hate most brats. I have zero maternal instincts. He set me up. He knew I would hate her. He knew I would want to make a snuff porn with her. Normally, I don’t kill anyone I have a connection with like this, but she was worth the risk. My connection is to her uncle not her. No one would even know I had met the brat. My friend would be the suspect. We drugged her and took her to my kill shack. He used me because he wanted to fuck her tiny little slit. He wanted to gut her like a pig. Like most men, too weak to do it themselves. I am not weak. I have no impulse control. Once someone is in my cross hairs, they are dead. She called me Wednesday Addams to mock my Goth queen look. I don’t tolerate disrespect from something so young, so I killed her. I brutalized her. Gutted her like a pig and chopped up her remains and fed then to the coyotes. But not before I let her uncle test out his rape phone sex fantasies.

Bloody Phone Sex Clit Cutting Masturbation

It’s obvious I am a dumb little bimbo masochist that can’t gt enough with having the shit fucked and beat out of me. I live for bloody phone sex calls, especially ones when I get to get off as well. I love sitting here with my maxi pads and razor blades. I love the really thin ones that are for the men razors. They are easy to carry with me even. I get coked up and all worked up at the club and get so fucking horny I hide in a stall, cot out a line, I rub a little on my clit and position a menstrual pad in my little panties. I do my line and as I savor the drip in the back of my throat, kinda like savoring that cum load exploding in my mouth I rub my clit a little I lick the compact mirror and wipe it and set it on that pad in my panties. I get a good look at my clit and I just slide that blade in a quick little nick and watch it bleed. I taste my blood on the mirror licking it up. I pull my panties in place and wipe and streams of blood up from my leg. This is how I get off when I can’t be getting beat and fucked by a sadistic phone sex Master.

Bloody Phone Sex