Category: Goth teen phone sex

Never Enough Time for all the Snuff Phone Sex Folks Deserve

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex, I could do all day long. Fuck. I can do it in my sleep. My mind gets full of vengeful thoughts and plots to rid the world of useless folks. And let me tell you there are some many useless folks in this world. Think about it. If we could kill off the annoying fucks, tiny dick losers, stupid politicians, whiney spoiled brats, and dipshits in this world, wouldn’t that be the only way to make America great again, LOL?

My tolerance for people appears less and less each year. I get older and just do not have the same threshold for stupidity I once had. Although, my tolerance for stupid fucks never seemed high, LOL. When I went to the grocery store, some yuppie looking white guy in a Rolex thought he could cut through a line of folks waiting patiently to check out. He thought he was special because he was white, male and rich. Nothing special to me. No man is.

I watched him be rude to everyone in line and the check out girl. So, I followed him. Of course he got into an Italian sports car. He screamed small dick energy. And that’s when I fantasized about giving him cock and ball torture sex. But my fantasies never stay fantasies for long. That self-entitled prick needed me to put him in his place. And I did.

I Enjoy Taking Away a Man’s Small Dick Energy

I followed him for a few days. Learned his habits and saw that he was more of a tool than I could have imagined. He was easy to capture. He likes to party. So, I lured him with coke. But I cut it with a little fentanyl. Not much. Just enough to paralyze his body so I could castrate him and ruin sex for him. Castration takes the wind out of a blowhard quickly. But I did not castrate him slowly. Where is the fun in that?

Nothing slow with me. Not when it comes to castration phone sex. I carved up his worthless junk slowly. Although I wanted to kill this tool because the world would be much better without him, I also wanted to neuter the prick. Turn him into shell of his former self.

Men hold too much value in their junk. And I am here to take the wind out of their sails. I deflated his balls first. Then I removed them. And not very neatly either. But the best part? I carved my name in his worthless limp cock. Now when he sees his even more worthless dick, he will always remember me. My guess though, more men will soon not forget me either. The world is full of tools and losers.

Blasphemy Sex- Makes Me Unholy Horny

After many weeks of not going to mass, I finally decided to go on Sunday. I have been a good girl and have managed to stay away. Why would I be a good girl to stay away from church you ask? It makes my pussy hot as fuck to play with it all over the church and penetrate it with holy statues and even candles from the altar. I guess this is left over baggage when I was a goth teen and was forced to go to church by my parents.

blasphemy sex

Blasphemy sex was my Sunday pastime. On this particular Sunday, I went up took communion, and went back to my seat. I immediately started rubbing my throbbing pussy.  People began to clear out of the church and I went straight for the altar. I grabbed one of the crucifixes sat in a pew and began to fuck myself with it. Fucking myself with Jesus himself was so deliciously depraved and evil. I did not stop there I found a statue of the blessed mother and rubbed my pussy with it till there was cum all over her face. I then walked over to a statue of St. Peter and ribbed my tits all over its face, then fucked my ass with it while I had an altar candle deep in my pussy. Once I was done defiling everything I could I walked to the holy water fountain and took a piss in it. I walked out of the church. with a satisfied grin. I can’t wait till next week! I am a girl with goals, next week I want to seduce the priest and fuck him right on the altar. Stay tuned……

Women Harbor Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Too

rape phone sex fantasiesWomen can have rape phone sex fantasies too. However, mine go extremely dark. Although I do harbor them for some women, mostly I think about force fucking some male predator’s ass. When this young Goth girl told me about a predator who put something in her drink to fuck her, I hatched a revenge plot right then. Hannah appeared to be young, in her early 20s. Perhaps this predator likes his victims younger. But in my experience, predators like this guy rarely have a type. It comes down to opportunity.

I decided to go Promising Young Woman on him.  Hannah gave me enough of a description of him to enable me to find him. He would stand out in any Goth or Steampunk bar in town. Since he got band from my Goth bar, I decided to go to another one. I bar hopped Friday, but I found him. And I sat at the bar alone pretending to be a drunk Goth girl. Although he did not immediately take the bait, he finally did.

And when he tried to spike my drink, I switched drinks on him. He would be my ass rape porn star. Not the other way around. Before long, I was the one escorting him out of the bar and to my nearby recently construction kill underground shelter. Even though this predator felt big and heavy, I got him down the stairs of my kill shelter. I just dragged him by his feet, making sure he hit his head on every step.

Sometimes I Kill for Pleasure and Other Times for Revenge

When he started to wake up, he found himself batter, bruised, a little bloody, naked and tied up. The drug still affected him. His speech sounded a tad slurred and disoriented. I read him a list of his crimes. This would not be some cautionary tale of not preying on women because he would not live to regret his crimes. This was about revenge. No one will know about his death but Hannah and me. She joined me for the fun.

I had two huge dildos with little shards of glass glued all over them. This is how I fuck a man, LOL. And of course, I never use lube. Never. I do not want it to feel good. It’s torture sex. All pain and no pleasure. Hannah and I took turns fucking his ass and mouth with those destructive dildos. We shredded his ass. And his throat too. He made a bloody mess of my new kill shelter too. The final throat fuck Hannah delivered killed him though. Cut right through his throat causing him to bleed out. She almost severed his head. But we did not know a more deserving loser.

The two of us carried his broken and bloody body back up the stairs and into the woods for the wild animals to destroy the evidence and DNA. No one preys on a Goth girl and gets away with it. Not on my watch.

Gothic phone sex helper Angie brings the victim Cora.

         Gothic phone sex   Gothic phone sex helper Angie brings the victim Cora. That was the first thing I did. Brought the victim. Makes me the best accomplice around. Next thing you will notice is that she is dressed as a Catholic school girl. Not only is she young she is supposedly a good girl but we both know she is into vampires, werewolves, and all other supernatural beings.

            In fact, she is the lamb to slaughter. Followed me and even asked since I teased her with meeting some one of truly dangerous caliber. Wanting to meet you for herself.  See someone who is truly evil and even just maybe a vampire.

            Turn her around. Look at her long shapely neck. Perfect for biting. Take a sip. She is sure to please. After all she is a gift to you. I like to watch as you dismantle the toys I give to you.

 Goth teen phone sex         Goth teen phone sex Cora will whimper as your helper Angie ties her.

            Ripping open the button-down shirt. Exposing those tits to you. Spreading her eagle on the X. Now listen to her moan as the ropes bite into her skin. Next thing you know going to be enacting your fantasy rape on the little slut bag whore victim. Can’t have meeting her end without you taking advantage of a not so willing victim of your wildest fantasies. 

            With this in mind going to help you fulfill the fantasy. Tearing off the panties, lifting the pleated skirt. Guiding your cock into her. That is, it my friend. Let your accomplice accompany you on your fantasies. It is after all because of me that you have her.

            Tearing her, making her bleed, listening to her screams as you take her by force. Until you finally cum inside of her, plunging your cock into her at the same time you are ripping her throat out and drinking her blood.

            Ending her. Slacking our lust together. Drinking her blood side by side. Her body was hanging limply. Her cries silenced. All things considered, she was a juicy piece of meat and now gone to be forgotten.

Knife Play Phone Sex Rids the World of Losers

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex because I can. As a dominant Goth babe, I always carry a knife or two or four with me. You never know when you may need to defend yourself, or someone else. And if you are me, you never know when you may need to kill or castrate some annoying loser.  This town seems full of them. Perhaps, the world is just overflowing with dumb fucks. And I do my best to kill all the dumb fucks I encounter.

I almost killed a dumb fuck last night. He came into a Goth bar and started telling us we would all burn in hell because we have Satan in our hearts. This dumb ass thinks Goth babes denounce God because we sport tats and piercings and dress in black. Narrow minded loser. I renounce everything. Including some dick cheese telling me I am going to hell. So, I acted like I needed saving so he would take me somewhere to preach the gospel of some old dead white guy to me.

I am Always Armed with Knives to Torture Dumb Fucks

Blasphemy sex can be hot, but I did not fuck him. I don’t fuck losers. However, I did cut his tongue out with one of my knives to shut him the fuck up. This loser appeared to be one of those Westboro Baptist church followers who thinks most of us are going to hell. I decided to send him to hell first. Once I cut out his tongue and fed it to a coyote, I cut off his balls too. Don’t want him procreating and raising little assholes.

Although I should have sliced him up in little pieces, I let him live. Only because he cannot spew his ignorance anymore nor can he produce any more evil spawn. He can be an example to his brethren of what happens when you spew your shit to the wrong bitch. Can I just tell you how much I wanted to kill this loser? He may still end up in one of my snuff porn videos. But for now, he will be a dickless mute wonder.

Tortured Ecstasy: A Tale of Torture sex Domination and Submission

Oh, naive little mortal, you have ventured into my domain, a place of unhinged desires and unholy pleasures. Prepare to have your reality shattered, for you’re about to embark on a hapless journey of relentless sensual torture at my merciless hands.

That’s right, you’re falling—no, plummeting—into a twisted love affair, an abyss of non-consensual bliss where your consent is but a mere formality. I, the delectable and dominant Cora, will be your cruel mistress. My petite frame belies a ferociously perverted mind, one that craves nothing but your utter humiliation and dominance.

Think you’re a big, brave stud? Think again. I’ll have you on your knees, begging for mercy, but none shall be granted. I’ll Seduce and ruin you, leaving you a quivering mess, a mere shell of the man who dared to cross my path. Your cock, once a source of pride, will now only throbs in fear of my wrath.

I’ll own you, body and soul, enslaving you with the sweetest whispers of depravity into your perverted ear. And, oh, the games we’ll play—brutal torture, cock control, and a delicious taste of castration phone sex. Don’t even think of resisting, for the consequences will be severe. Your whimpers will only egot my insatiable lust.

You’re mine now, a plaything, a mere tool for my pleasure. So, heed my warning, and ready yourself for the ride of your life. Enter the realm of the Goth teen phone sex slut, where pleasures intertwine with pain, and the line between ecstasy and agony blurs.

Disobey, and darkness shall be your companion. Cross me, and you’ll learn that hell hath no fury like a Cora scorned. Now, kneel and worship, for your journey into debauchery begins.

Accomplice Phone Sex Roles Revesed Rena Goes From Victim to…

Accomplice Phone Sex, I mean we learn as victims to find our own sometimes and that is what I explored receAs I walked into the dimly lit dungeon, my eyes immediately fell upon You, chained to the wall and trembling with anticipation. Your cock was already hard and leaking pre-cum at the sight of me, your gorgeous female dominatrix. I smirked in satisfaction as I approached you, knowing that I would use your cock and slut holes the way that would make my cunt the wettest.

“You’ve been such a good boy,” I purred, running my fingers along your jawline before trailing them down to stroke your throbbing shaft. “I think it’s time we took things up a notch.”

I leaned towards those nipples nibbling ever so softly and twisting them once they became hard., causing you to cry out in pain mixed with arousal. Then, using all of my strength, I yanked off one of your boots and began sucking on your big toe while teasingly licking around the head of your cock. The contrast between pleasure and pain sent shockwaves through yo

“That’s right,” I whispered against wet skin,” let go…let go for your mistress.”

“You’re such a slut,” I taunted, watching as your eyes rolled back in pleasure/pain. “Now it’s time for me to have some fun with that pretty little hole of yours.”

I lubed up my fingers and slowly began pushing them inside you, feeling the tightness give way under my control. You moaned loudly as I stretched you open, preparing yourself for what was coming next. With one swift motion, I inserted a vibrator into your ass while simultaneously lowering myself onto your cock until we were fully connected. The sensation must have been overwhelming – both fullness and stimulation hitting every nerve ending at once!

As if that weren’t enough, I started riding you hard and fast; grinding against the vibrator embedded deep within your rectum causing waves upon waves of ecstasy wash over us both. Your cries echoed off the walls around us while cum dripped from our entwined bodies like honey from two lovers entwined in an unholy union made only for lustful satisfaction .

Teen Phone Sex Fantasy With Snuff Whore Victims

Teen phone sex with you sure made some hot memories, didn’t it? The first time we met, you were just a young boy next door. Your innocent face belied the monster within; one that connected us as we great.

One night, when everyone else was asleep, you snuck over from your house into mine and burst into my room with your pants down at your ankles. As you made your way into my room over to my bed and pinned me down on my bed, I saw you holding those ropes and your dick getting stroked in the other hand. I remember feeling scared but also aroused by your presence – like something I knew was forbidden but my wet young cunt was making deisions as was your young hard cock.

You didn’t waste any time tearing off my clothes and pushing that hard throbbing vein popping coci inside of my tight young wet cunt.; filling me up with your thick cock despite how much it hurt at first. And boy I didn’t think I could do it those first few thrusts, I was a mess.

As tears streamed down my cheeks from both pain and pleasure mixed together in equal measure, you leaned in close whispering how you have wanted a tight cunt to shoot your load up in. You had been planning this for years to put the first cum inside my cunt. And then came the moment when you released yourself deep inside of me – shooting ropes of hot cum straight into my womb while my parents slept peacefully unaware just feet away…and so began our sick love affair that would last for years to come!

Your cock felt like both a violation and an addiction all rolled into one; invading every inch of me until there was nothing left but raw sensation coursing through my veins.Teen phone sex

Torture sex: Join the society of abject depraved sex slaves!

Torture sexYou are going to fall into a disastrous non-consensual love affair, with me. Nobody will ever believe that a petite Hot teen slut like myself was able to overpower you. Cum join the society of abject depraved sex slaves used as nothing more than a tool for my pleasure. Brutal Torture sex and guidance are what you’ll endure as you self-inflict your wounds. Complete Cock control is what I am going to have over you. After you have been advised to claw stroke your cock while I twitter dirty details into your perverted ears you will be given one chance to cum.

If you dare whimper, you will suffer severe consequences!

I have lured you into my realm, which is a living hell. I am going to seduce and ruin your life… You should have thought with the head on your shoulders rather than the one that throbs between your thighs. Now, look who has lost all control. You belong to me now, who would have thought that a phone call to wank would have led you down a dark alley of Castration phone sex… I am sure you didn’t think you’d be ending a call where your balls are left black and blue and within days you would no longer have a pair… But, that is the fate of a pig like you who is always out seeking pleasure.

You just met your match, I am a Homewrecker…

You just made the ultimate sacrifice, there is no saying how far I will go or what mood I will be in. Play at your own risk! If you ever disobey or even think to deceive me I will hit you where it hurts, most. Your wifey may be murdered and dismembered and tortured beyond her wildest dreams. Redeem yourself for the catastrophe that comes with playing with the grim reaper, I am a Goth teen phone sex slut with no limits to what pain and suffering a pervert like yourself will endure.

 

Knife Play Phone Sex Because Knives Require Skill and They Can Torture

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex will always be a favorite of mine. Knives require skill. Anyone can kill some one with a bullet, but when you use a knife, you show prowess not luck. Hunters use knives. Sure, they use rifles too, but I prefer the old-style hunting. Hands, mind and a deadly knife equal a better win.

Knives possess diversity too because you can use a knife to kill or torture. A gun just kills. A hundred little strategically placed knife wounds prolongs suffering. However, a hundred bullet wounds, I consider a waste of bullets because the person would be dead after a few anyway. So, when I hunt prey, I only arm myself with a knife. It is all I need. And I went hunting yesterday.

Sometimes, when I have no clients who need my skills to get rid of a personal problem, I pick out a personal problem randomly. And Chris won my personal problem lottery last night and I rewarded him with free snuff sex. He made my radar a few months ago because of his actions towards women. I would call him a predator. He picks out the drunkest girl in a bar and fucks her. Predators always make my list. So, I went Promising Young Woman on him.

Knives Allow Me to Show off My Skills

I shed my Goth looks and dressed up all cute and shit. Trust me. It killed me to dress that way. However, I was on a mission. And like the predictable piece of shit he is, he picked me up and took me home. I acted drunk, but I was sober as fuck. When he tried to take my clothes off, I stabbed him in the gut. Stomach wounds bleed out slowly, but painfully. Harder to restrict blood loss too. He never saw it coming.

I am fast on my feet. And skilled at the art of deception. While he bled out on his bedroom floor, I tortured his cock and balls. Sliced his dick like it was a salami log. My knife enabled me to prolong his torture sex. I made him feel all the pain his victims felt. I shoved part of his cock in his mouth. When the police discover his body, they will know it was a sexually motivated crime.

A bullet would show mercy. And this piece of shit deserved no mercy at all. Knives are my best friends. And they will always be my weapon of choice.