Category: Fantasy phone sex

Torture Phone Sex Is Too Hot Or Not?

Torture phone sexTorture phone sex, what can I say about it, it’s hot! It’s about pushing boundaries and exploring the depths of our darkest desires together. As I imagine you bound to a chair or spread-eagled on the bed, helpless under my control, my heart races with anticipation.

You start by running your fingers over every inch of my body—from my soft breasts to the sensitive flesh between your thighs—teasing and tormenting until me as I beg for mercy. The sound of my pleas only fuels your fire as you slide one finger inside my wet loose cunt. Very slowly at first before thrusting deeper until I am all but trying to gasp for air. My pussy clenches around your cock tightly as if trying to keep you close while also begging for release from this agonizing tease.

Next comes the pain: bites that sting but give a wave of pleasure that runs down to my clit; slaps that echo through the room like gunshots; pinches that make fight back tears.

You pull out your cock and rub it against my swollen clit, teasing me with the promise of relief that never comes. Instead, you push inside me roughly—filling me up without warning or lube—and you intently watch as my face contorts in a mix of pleasure and pain. I am yours  now; completely at your mercy. And when you finally give in to our mutual need and start fucking me hard from behind, slamming into that tight little pussy of mine over and over again.

Your roughness and way you make me go through the pain makes the pleasure that comes next so much better.  I like it rough and like it to hurt but in the end, it’s all worth what you give me in the end.

Teen Rape Porn Stars Need You and Me to Make Them Famous

teen rape pornHe wanted to make a teen rape porn. However, he had no teen to fuck. That’s where I come in.  I help men like Mike find the right teen whore to fuck. My old master referred Mike to me. So, I knew I had to do this for him and make it great. If I disappoint my former master in any way, I end up dead. I went hunting for a girl that fit what he wanted. A blonde tiny teen, preferably a virgin.

And I found his perfect victim rather quickly too. I found her at the mall by herself. She appeared to lack social skills. My guess is that she does not have a strong pack of friends. She would be perfect for Mike’s rape phone sex fantasies. No one would miss her for a while. And perhaps her disappearance might even get blamed on the mean girls she seemed desperate to be a part of.

I Find the Hot Teen Whores for You to Destroy

I brought her to Mike with no problems. She came willingly with me because I told her I could teach her to be popular. Fucking boys paves the road to popularity for young girls. Mike helped make her popular with his 10-inch cock. Damn it looked good forcing its way into her tight teen holes. She screamed and cried, but all I did was film it. Mike wanted a private home movie.

No better private home movie than this. A jailbait star and your cock equals great spank bank material. Mike ravaged all her holes too. When he shoved his dick in her ass, she let out a guttural scream. I bet even a seasoned ass rape porn star would scream with Mike’s big cock inside them.

He destroyed her tiny teen holes too. Prolapsed her ass. Turned her pussy into bloody raw hamburger meat too. And I caught it all on film for him. My former master will be happy that I took care of his friend. Now, how can I take care of you?

Evil phone sex with your favorite sextretary

EEvil Phone SexEvil phone sex makes my blood boil. I get hot and bothered by the dark thoughts that come to my mind. I am a very successful personal assistant, but my boss sometimes treats me as incompetent and stupid. Late Monday night, he texts me a picture of his massive hard cock and expects me to text back sexual pictures to make him cum. Of course, I do it. I want to get paid. He thinks I do not want to do it and makes me do it against my will.  The truth is, being his little slutty sex puppet turns me on.  He does not know my secret or he would stop. He believes he is torturing me. That is what keeps his cock swollen and engorged, the abusive secretary syndrome that he feels is working in his favor. But maybe you can tell by looking at my picture, that I am no dummy. I am so much smarter than him. It is ironic that the very thing that makes his cock swell is the same thing that makes me wet, only he is a clueless idiot. Only you know, my lovelies. It will be our little secret.  Shhhhhh! Don’t tell a soul.

Blasphemy sex makes my Master cum for Lucifer!

Basphemy sex

Blasphemy sex makes my Master cum for Lucifer! Oh, hello there. You want to know about me, huh? Well, let me introduce myself. I am Marley, and I am one wild, perverted, and satanic brat. I live for the pleasures of the flesh and for the worship of my Master, Lucifer. And let me tell you, I am damn good at both.

I was raised from a young age to serve and submit to the Dark Lord. I was taught that there is no greater pleasure than giving in to your deepest, darkest desires and embracing your sinful nature. And boy, have I embraced it.

I use my sexuality and my blasphemous acts to seduce and corrupt others, luring them into the dark and depraved world of Satan. And let me tell you, watching them succumb to their wicked desires is like music to my ears. It makes my Master so proud, and it makes me wet with pleasure.

But my favorite way to please my Master is through our sacred act of hardcore fucking. The mere thought of it makes me quiver with excitement. The thought of desecrating all that is holy and pure in the name of Satan is enough to make me cum on the spot. And when my Master joins in, oh my, it’s like a symphony of ecstasy with each moan and cry of pleasure.

So let me tell you, if you want to experience true nirvana, then you need to call me for some hot Evil phone sex. I will guide you through the depths of hell, indulging in every sinful act imaginable, and you will never be the same again. I will take you to places of pleasure that you never even knew existed. And when you finally give in to your darkest cravings, my Master will be pleased, and that is the ultimate goal.

Hail Satan! The mere mention of His name sends shivers down my spine and ignites an inferno of desire within me. Trust me, you will never cum as hard as you do with me. So don’t be afraid, embrace your sinful nature and join me in worshiping the one true Master, Lucifer.

 

Blasphemy Phone Sex Slut Becomes Satan’s Fuck Pig

 

Blasphemy Phone Sex Has Always Made Me Crave Demonic Cock

My blasphemy phone sex has finally gotten me in trouble. I’ve squirted all over my sheets thinking about Satan’s hard demonic cock dominating my cunt over and over. But that was on Earth. That was to be filled with his evil seed and become the vessel for the antichrist. But I never thought I would be spending an eternity in hell as Satan’s fuck pig. But now my soul and my cunt have been sold to Satan and I will be taking demonic dick for the rest of all time.blasphemy phone sex

At first I was excited to be a demonic cum rag. I had been begging for demonic cock for years. But when I saw that 2 foot long, veiny, horned dick I felt nothing but fear. He commanded me to get on my knees in front of him, but my legs gave out underneath me. The ground shook when he stomped up to me and the vibrations made my cunt wet. Satan doesn’t need to ask permission. He spread my mouth open and forced his cock inside.

Violent Torture Sex for Layla’s Whore Throat

No human would ever be able to take a cock like that. I felt my bones fracturing and the muscles ripping when he dislocated my jaw. My eyes welled up with tears and I clawed at my throat. I couldn’t speak. All I could feel was the searing pain in my chest. The more I struggled the more he seemed to enjoy it. His cock got hotter in my throat and then I could feel Lucifer flex it inside of me.

Then both of Satan’s powerful hands were placed on the back of my head. He painfully ripped his horned cock out of my airways, then forced it back in again. The throat fuck was worse than any earthly torture sex. No matter how long I suffocated I simply couldn’t die. And he broke my body. The more pain and blood I coughed up around his cock. The more my cunt seemed to throb. I was spitting up chunks of my own flesh. But I was so hypnotized by his cock that I begged for more. I begged for him to cum down my Satan loving throat.

Ass Rape Porn Star Gets a Violent Makeover From Her Son

ass rape pornEven when my oldest son feels under the weather, he can still make mommy his number one ass rape porn star. And because he was not feeling well, he really wanted to beat mommy beautiful. He loves to see me black, blue and purple. His favorite colors on me.  He is prone to giving his mommy violent makeovers. But I know he loves me. Why else would he give me so much coke to dull the pain?

I know he needs money. And our violent makeover sessions bring him the money he needs. So, I never mind helping him. His fans love to watch him fucking destroy my ass pipe. But I am such a scatter brain sometimes. Like I always forget to remove my teeth before a skull fuck. And when I do, he needs to punch my teeth out. I deserve it though for being so absent minded. Not like this was our first rodeo together.

Mommy Son Violent Makeovers Bring in The Dough

I heard the dings as our violent phone sex session got underway. He punched my face and my kidneys as I pushed out my ass pipe for him and his viewers. Fucking my prolapse just gets the crowd going. The dings sounded deafening to me, but I know how much money it brings him when he puts that zip tie around my protruding shit pipe and starts to fuck it like it’s a pocket pussy. My face stayed buried in the bowl of coke until I could not even feel the pressure pain. I told you he loved me.

But he upped his pain game this session. Broke out the brass knuckles and it’s been a while since I saw those.  My body felt battered and bruised, but not enough for his preference. So, he went Mike Tyson on my prolapsed asshole with those brass knuckles making me cringe in pain. Just meant I needed more coke. He fucked my prolapse while pinning me to the wall like a bug.

Brass Knuckles to My Shit Pipe Keeps the Money Flowing

As he fucked and punched my prolapsed asshole, I could hear the continued dings. But he had only just begun. As he got out the plastic bag for my head, he started calling me a 4-hole wonder. And that always means he is about to fuck my pee hole. Ouch. He gave me a piss transplant as he shot a steady stream of urine up my urethra. Even though I struggled to breathe, he continued to rag doll fuck my 4th hole. More chimes rang when he put on those brass knuckles again too.

When he finally came from the torture sex, his cock felt like it was going to bottom out in my belly. That’s how far down my throat he was. He punched my face with his cock choking me. And I could taste his cum mixed in with blood. He came and punched me simultaneously. Even in pain himself, he can still give his mommy a huge load.

2 girl phone sex means you get 2 bloody victims, Master!

2 girl phone sex2 girl phone sex means you get 2 bloody victims, Master! Oh, where do I even begin? My name is Marley and I am one sexy wild perverted snuff whore. I am nothing but a piece of meat to my Master, and I love every second of it. My desires know no bounds and I am constantly seeking new levels of depravity to please my Master and fulfill my own twisted desires.

Fiona and I are his prized possessions, his two favorite victims. We know that our purpose in life is to serve him, to be used and abused in any way he sees fit. The thought of being his playthings, his objects of pleasure, makes us wet with anticipation. We crave his touch, his knives, his blood.

You see, our Master loves knives. And he loves using them on our soft, delicate skin. The way the sharp blade slides effortlessly through our flesh, causing a surge of pleasure and pain at the same time, is unlike anything else in this world. He knows exactly where to cut to make us scream in ecstasy.

But he also knows how to keep us in line. One wrong move and he will threaten us with his biggest knife, the one that could penetrate us in ways we never thought possible. And we both know that he is not afraid to use it if we don’t behave. We are his personal toys, his dolls to be played with and discarded when he has had his fill.

I know that my Master has been craving bloody phone sex, and Fiona and I are more than willing to indulge him. We are his slut victims, his canvas to paint with blood and sweat. He loves to fill us with his fluid, making us feel dirty and used, but it is a feeling we both crave. We are his delicate girls, his whores, ready to be mutilated, fucked and made to cum blood.

So I cum blood, Fiona cums blood and Master cums buckets! We know that we deserve to suffer, to be punished for our wickedness. So go ahead, call and let me and Fiona fulfill your darkest, blood-soaked fantasies. We are waiting, Master. We are your willing, submissive, and oh so perverted snuff whores.

 

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies Need an Accomplice Like Me

killer phone sexYour killer phone sex fantasies remain safe with me. As your dirty accomplice, I keep all your secrets. Lord knows, I have a few of my own. So, I would consider myself a hypocrite if I judged you because you want to snuff out your wife or your mistress. My accomplice duties include all sorts of things. And they are not limited to helping you fuck a jailbait whore either.

When Jesse approached me, he seemed hesitant to tell me what he needed. It was like pulling teeth to get him to admit he wanted his wife killed for the insurance money. Now, I have learned a few things in the past few years playing with a deadly crowd. The husband will always be the prime suspect especially if he profits significantly from the death of his wife.

But this is why I am a good accomplice. My connections to the seedy underbelly of this world give me insight. As much as he wanted to kill his cunt of a wife, I could not let him do that. I had to be the one to do it, so he could have an airtight alibi.  How this sort of murder for hire goes wrong is that the person hiring the contract killer gets some local lowlife who does it for cheap and is too stupid to cover his tracts.

I Love Being the Accomplice Who Kills For You

You make me your accomplice. I have no criminal record, so my prints and DNA do not appear in any system. I have no ties to the victim or the police’s number one suspect. Plus, I never leave evidence behind. I killed his wife. And I made it look like a home invasion phone sex plot gone awry.  I strangled her with a rope. An old rope I found in a junkyard, not purchased. All my accessories were found items.

I even put a rubber on a dildo and fucked her rough to make it look like an assault occurred too. Timing is everything when planning a murder. My client’s neighborhood lives in fear because of a string of home robberies. I studied the previous crimes to make it similar. Sure no one had been murdered yet, but then no one had been home or awake at the time of the previous home invasions.

I enjoyed killing this prissy stuck-up bitch. And I made it hurt. She knew her husband hired me, but I played dumb. She put up a fight, but never got my DNA on her. Her husband was 600 miles away golfing with his buddies. No way he did the crime.  Another happy client. So, who can I kill for you? I am the perfect accomplice phone sex partner.

Strangulation phone sex

Strangulation phone sex

I love it when you put your hands around this beautiful throat of mine and squeeze it tight. Are you up for some strangulation phone sex tonight? There are so many different, creative ways you can really strangle someone, and I have a few ideas of my own. I haven’t tried them all, but can we play tonight and try them? I know you won’t be disappointed.

                Let’s get our supplies together first. We can try an electrical cord off any appliance, a toaster, hairdryer, and the like. We can use a regular rope. Or we could use anything in the bedroom, such as a belt. All these things will leave different marks around my throat which makes me so hot!

                Come over to my bed and tie my hands to the bed and pick your tool of choice. If you pick the belt first, you can pull it harder and harder. I feel it get tighter around my throat and let out some moans of complete pleasure. The tighter the better, and I can’t wait to feel the next one.

Sadistic phone sex pain is pleasure, mine.

            Sadistic phone sex pain is pleasure, mine. To begin with torturing, you bring me to sopping wet levels of nasty cunt. Squirt all over. A little blood, a little mayhem, a whole lot of evil vindictive and violent pain will most definitely make me cum. Next you will be getting hard from the torture for pain is pleasure in more ways than one.

            First it gets my cunt hole fucking sopping soaking squirting wet. Shallow cuts, give a thousand paper cuts. Little droplets appear. Stinging turns to agony. Every cut gets a lick on the cock. Associating the pain and the pleasure. Rim around the head, a shallow cut. Slip it into the cunt. Feel the burn of my juices soaking over the cut. The salty sweet mixed with the tightness.  Sadistic phone sex

            Tie the balls. Prick them. Immediately those pricks are soaked with juices. Stinging. Throbbing even harder. Squeezing even tighter. Hence you are throbbing more. After all, the more I tie off your balls, the harder it is to cum.

            Until finally not able to hold it anymore and you cum in this cunt of mine. After I have cum numerous times.