Category: Fantasy phone sex

My Worst Fantasy Phone Sex Nightmare

fantasy phone sexWhen it’s fantasy phone sex, anything goes. That is what I love about this job. I like to get fucked up on coke, which always takes me to extreme places. I have dark fantasies. Very dark fantasies. What about you?  I tend to run my mouth when I am fucked up too. I told my stepson about a deep dark fantasy last week. I know better than to tell him anything. He hates me. He gets me high because he knows I run my mouth and I don’t fight him when he abuses me. The truth is that I like the abuse. I told him this sick fantasy I have about spiders. There is nothing that scares me more than spiders. We were talking about fears. I told the wrong person that I thought I might have a heart attack if spiders were crawling all over my body while fucking. I am a submissive MILF; the thought of a man exposing me to my worst fear turns me on but scares me too. Last night my sick fantasy became a reality. I didn’t have a heart attack, but I pissed myself and hyperventilated. My stepson dragged me out of bed and tossed me in the cellar. He was taunting me in the dark. His voice seethes with hate. He hooked me up to a fuck machine. What came next, I never could have imagined. He dumped a container of hairy, big spiders on me. I was restrained to the bed frame while getting fucked and these creepy spiders were all over my body. I was shaking. I have never been so scared. This was not fantasy, it was torture sex. I was shaking badly from fear. I couldn’t enjoy the fuck machine. My stepson laughed at me as he jacked off on my face.  I knew I should have never told him my worst fear.

Cannibalism Phone Sex: Some Men are Better Dead

cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex is for men with certain tastes. Not all men with such fantasies are Hannibal Lector, however. I have quite a few men who fantasize about being devoured by a hot bitch with peculiar tastes. I have a different palette than most people. I like a good pig roast but without the pig. I don’t eat swine. I do eat man flesh, however. Cooked just right, it is a very satisfying meal. Low calorie too. William paid me to kill him. We had a contract so that nothing would come back on me. The law says that someone cannot pay for their murder. So, he technically took his own life with pills. I just drank wine and watched. And waited while the oven preheated. No one would find his body unless they inspected my shit. I love eating men that have just died. They taste better fresh. I broiled William in a big pot over an open flame. I buttered him, so his skin would cook evenly and a pretty golden brown. I added veggies from my garden and turned him into man stew. It tastes great and it is healthy. Not to mention it last for a long time. William did more good to me dead than alive. He fed me for a month. He was very self aware. He knew he could do more for me dead than alive. Are you that self aware? I am hungry again.

Punished for blasphemy

Blasphemy phone sexHaving blasphemy phone sex makes me giggle because i’m such a bad girl, I burn up into flames every time I step foot in any sort of holy and sacred space. While at church with Master on this fine Sunday, he summoned the priest into the back room where he was holding me at so that he could repent me of my sins for scolding the Lord’s name in vain. Master hates when I am outspoken against his religious beliefs and demands that I receive the highest form of punishment in repayment for my outlandish words and thoughts. The nasty shit I say about religion and the way I use Jesus’s name in all the wrong ways only makes them become more furious. They tied me up and bound my wrists and ankles together so that I was at full submission to them. Master and the priest spread my cunt up as they were each gripping on to a crucifix with an evil look in their eyes. They plunged the sharp blade of the crucifix into my fuck holes, making me explode with blood and scream for mercy. Their sadistic laughing while torturing me was so fucking terrifying. Master made me open my mouth wide so that he could piss in it. I slipped into an unconscious daze from the loss of blood and they left me there in a puddle on the floor so that I could bask in my bad behavior and realize how painful the consequences are for my actions. Blasphemy sex is so fucking violent when you’re a rotten snuff slut like me.Blasphemy sex

New Toe Tags Means Fresh Dead Meat

necrophilia phone sexI fucking love it when I walk into work and see new toe tags.  I immediately strip naked and explore all my new dead playmates.  Letting my fingers slowly drape across their cold dead bodies.  I begin rubbing my already sopping wet cunt with my free hand.  So many cocks to play with.  Willing faces with open mouths to grind my pussy on.  Grabbing them by their hair as I cum all over their faces.  Riding lifeless cocks and having playtime with some cunts that never say no.  Yeah, I’m a necrophilia phone sex whore.  I fucking love both of my jobs.  I get to have as much sex with these corpses as I want, and then I get to talk to you and tell you all about my day at work.  What could be better than that?  Welcome to my dark world.

Ass Rape Porn Ad

ass rape pornAss rape porn star wanted was all the ad said. I can take a good hardcore ass fucking, especially for money. The rent was due, and I was irresponsible with my money like always. I spent it on clothes and weed. My landlord is on too me. I can no longer fuck or suck my way out of an eviction. I answered the ad. The pay was more than I needed. I figured I would get sodomized for hours, earn the rent money and have extra for some premium weed. I thought it was an easy solution to my money situation. I was hired for anal torture sex. The money wasn’t worth it. First, I was fucked with a cattle prod. Electric shocks were sent up my ass at such a high velocity that I was convulsing. Bloody shit was coming out my ass. The person torturing my ass was a woman. She said I was her bought bitch for a few hours and I couldn’t do anything about it because I was a stupid bimbo in need of money. She was right. After the cattle prod came a baseball bat. A thick long Louisville slugger up my ass while she giggled. She was recording my ass torture. She said she had a loyal fan base that paid good money to jack off to bimbos getting anally tortured. This was going to be the hardest I ever worked for a thousand dollars. I am a pain slut, but this was more pain than I was built for, even high. I begged for drugs, but she informed me that her audience liked the look and sound of real pain. There would be no subduing the pain. The worst pain, she saved for last. I got a glass tube up my ass. This thing pierced through my ass like a sword. I swear it felt like it was gagging me from the inside. I left the site on all fours. Felt more life snuff porn than ass porn. She killed my asshole, but I won’t be homeless this month.

Killing bitches to please master daddy

Snuff phone sex

I have really nasty fucking snuff phone sex. I like taking what you think is snuff and making it even nastier and more filthy. My favorite thing to do is be your top stupid fucking whore and get other little sluts for me to torture for master daddy. I want to get a whole bunch of sluts all different ages and make sure that I destroy there little holes while master daddy is still getting satisfied. I will be wearing a slutty little outfit while I bring in the first little in, she is a little white stupid crack whore bitch. I am going to bend her tiny ass over and I am just going to start fisting her asshole until I can feel her stupid little organs then I am going to get a blazing hot knife and cut from her asshole to her little cunt.

There is going to be a fucking huge fuck hole for master daddy. I am going to take his cock and shove it in the bloody warm hole when daddy is done, I am going back to her and I am going to start pulling her fucking organs out of her body until she bleeds to fucking death like the dumb little stupid slut she is. She doesn’t fully die so I take her and put her in the bathtub where it can catch all her blood, and I am just going to cut her fucking head off and go put it on master daddies cock. You can just grab her head and face fuck her where your cock is coming out of her throat.

Sheets Were Soaked Again

Knife play phone sexI had this crazy squirting all night snuff dream. And I had to come on here and blog about it right away to all of you. I was on a date with a sadistic guy who wanted to beat the shit out of me. Which we all know I love. But where it got real kinky and messy is where he wanted to cut off bits and pieces of my flesh and eat. And have me eat my own flesh too. How freaking crazy fucking hot is that? In my dream, I could taste my own flesh and the pain of where it had been cut off. I could feel my cunt squirting and squirting as he kept feeding me my own flesh. Then in my dream, he says now I am going to stick my dick down your throat and cum as I slice your throat open until you bleed out. As I was slowly drifting off to death that is when I woke up. My sheets were soaked like I pissed the bed. But it was nothing but my own cum.

I suffocated that little bitch

Suffocation phone sexWhile babysitting this rotten little bitch, she wouldn’t shut the fuck up. Her crying was pissing me off so much, I couldn’t take the sound of her screaming any longer, it was like nails on a chalkboard! I grabbed a plastic bag from the kitchen and wrapped it around the youngster’s head so that she was suffocating with every gasping breath that she attempted to take. I loved watching her struggle for oxygen and slowly slip into her demise. Her neck was so tiny, it was begging for me to wrap my hands around it and strangle that last heartbeat out of her! Trust me, no one is going to miss this annoying ass rugrat, I did society a service by killing her off and burning her body so that she was nothing but a pile of bones and ash. I spit a big wad of saliva on to the pile of her remains and said to ‘rot in hell you disgusting piece of shit!’

Blasphemy Sex with Blair

blasphemy sexHe wanted blasphemy sex. He wanted me to hail Satan and curse God as we fucked. I may not be the most religious woman around. I worship at the house of cocaine, but it made me queasy to say what he wanted. If I didn’t deliver him a blasphemous hot time, he would have killed me. He made that very clear. My life depended on me telling him how much I love Satan. He gave me a cross and told me to fuck my whore pussy with it. Again, the thought of doing that made me uncomfortable, but not as uncomfortable as being dead. That would be something I couldn’t bounce back from. I spread my whore legs and I fucked my cunt like Linda Blair did in The Exorcist. I was bleeding from my pussy. I licked off my own pussy blood as I renounced God and begged for Satan to put a love brat inside my belly. I talked about wanting to have Satan’s spawn. My captor was aroused. His cock was hard listening to my blasphemous mouth. I would be spared snuff sex if I kept it up. I thought of all the horror movies I have seen in my life. I thought of all the peril I have been in and no higher power came to my aid, like now. This guy snatched me off the street. He was high as fuck and wanted to party. I thought he had coke, so I went begrudgingly. He chained me up to a beam in an abandoned warehouse. He yelled and screamed at me for hours. Made me hail Satan and sing blasphemous songs.  I never got any coke either. I got shot up with heroin.  I woke up in my own puke this morning with a bloody cross in my ass and a pentagram carved into my forehead. Being a slave to coke is dangerous.

Filthy Blonde Cunt

I’m a real ditz and a complete addict of rape phone sex fantasies that humiliate and destroy me. As a filthy blonde cunt that has no fucking clue I will dress as whorish as ever even after rape fantasies have been played out on me numerous times. My therapists have all concluded I am just too dumb to get it and I will continue to put myself out there as prey.

Rape phone sex fantasies

Fuck, how can I manage to really tell them exactly how much it turns me on and how the only way I can orgasm is by being brutally fucked and used like a damned piece of trash. My fake tits are a fucking joke as is this hot fucking body. I lure the most lunatic of men in and they man handle me to the end. Not much more to say as I won’t be breathing much longer.