Category: Goth teen phone sex

Blasphemy Phone Sex with a Taboo Phone Sex Bitch

blasphemy phone sexBlasphemy phone sex is hotter than hell. Do I look religious to you? Fuck no. When I was a young girl I did very bad things in church. My parents forced me to go to Catholic church, but I had the soul of Satan even then. No innocence in me ever. I remember the time that I got my family barred for life from their church. The priest, who was likely diddling little boys, was droning on and on about asking for God’s forgiveness. Forgiveness for what? I was not yet the castrating, brat killing, murderous sadistic bitch I am today. I had nothing to ask forgiveness for. He was talking about how Christ died for our sins. I was a young school girl what the fuck sins did I have yet? Made me want to commit some since I was already a fucking sinner. So, I grabbed my mother’s  cross, went up to the alter for communion. I turned around, sat on the alter and fucked my cunt in front on the congregation with my mom’s cross. The gasps turned me on. The look of shock on everyone’s face was priceless. Just a little squirt and I was saying fuck God and Jesus as I ravaged my fuck holes with a holy cross. I think they thought I was possessed by the devil. Maybe I was. Maybe I still am. My parents pretty much disowned me after that. They were forced to provide for me, but I never got a hug or an I love you ever again. They tried to commit me several times, but I outsmarted the doctors. I turned the tables on my folks, made it look like I was  just a troubled girl because I was the product of abuse and parental neglect. I was put in foster care and allowed to flourish into the evil sick blasphemous bitch I am today. Fuck God, Fuck Jesus and fuck the sanctimonious church.  It is much more fun to be a brat of Satan than a brat of fucking God. Us taboo phone sex sluts have way more fun than those innocent girl next door types.

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No dream vacation for him.

sadistic phone sexIf only he hadn’t insisted on that dumbass vacation. Do I look like a girl who loves to vacation?  Fuck no. Give me some sadistic phone sex instead anytime. But there we were out on the beach and he is staring at every girl there. So much for our dream vacation. I let him have his fun, flirting, and throwing back tropical drinks. He’d be shitfaced soon and then my own dream vacation could start. He’d find himself all tied up, his dick nailed down and his balls flattened under my heel. Oh, he’d scream but after I poked my icepick into his ear a couple of times, he’d quiet right down. Good thing he wanted this nice little cabana far from everyone else. It was perfect for my sadistic phone sex vacation. I want to see the fear in his eyes and the squeal he makes as his scrotum ruptures. I orgasm as the blood flows and the smell of pain is in the air. This is turning into a much better vacation now. Too bad he wouldn’t live long enough to see the pics. I’ll be putting him into the car along with our suitcases to make that long trek home. And somewhere along the way, I’ll stop, roll his carcass out, squat and piss on it, as I laugh about the poor little boy who just wanted to use me to pay for his vacation. He’ll be on a permanent vacation now, far out in the woods, decaying, as flies dump eggs into his orifices. And I’ll be home, masturbating as I relive the sadistic phone sex torture that I inflicted on him. His vacation was the road to nowhere, my favorite place to go when I need to relieve some stress. Care for a little road trip with me?

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Taboo Phone Sex Monday

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is my specialty. I am not a girl next door, GFE or MILF type clearly. I have a lot of taboo things I enjoy from castration to snuff. I just get off on torture, pain and blood. What about you? One of my favorite taboo calls is being your accomplice while we force fuck, torture, maybe even snuff a young tender thing. This world is crawling with brats. No one really misses one little whore for long. They can always spawn another brat after they are done grieving. I can be your wingman of sorts. I know I look all scary and Goth, but I can tone it down to kidnap a little girl for you. Maybe even a little boy if you go that way. I can easily lure a blonde blue eyed angel from the park, bring home for you to do unspeakable things to. Actually, for me, a taboo whore, they are speakable. I like graphic gory details. I will hold her down while you force your big cock in her tiny holes. I will sit my pussy on her face to muffle her screams of pain. I will lick the blood from her ruined pussy and ass off your dick. I will help snuff her out so she can never speak of what we did to her. We can carve her up well; make her unrecognizable.  Cut off her clit and her little nipples as souvenirs for you . I will wash away all your DNA or just chop her up and douse her in lye so her remains are never found. So who wants to hunt for young girls with me today? Today they are all frolicking around in swim suits and sundresses just asking for trouble. I think we should give it to them.

Snuff phone sex is so much fun.

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I thought I had the night off  from snuff phone sex when you knocked on my door. You were all torn up, claw marks on your face, and your shirt torn. I knew you had tried to molest some bitch and she tore you up. You’re such a fucking sissy. But I felt sorry for you and we set out to teach her a snuff phone sex lesson. She was still running through the woods and it didn’t take long for me to pick her up. She thought she was safe but she was wrong. I love hurting a tease and she was a total tramp. Long blonde hair, red lipstick and her tits hanging out. I took her back to my place where you were waiting for some snuff phone sex. You busted her right in the teeth as we walked through the door, knocking her ass out. We tied her to the work bench and went to work on making her ugly. We shaved her head and cut off her nose. She woke up screaming but we were too horny to stop. Pulling off her panties, we cut off her clit and shoved a hot curling iron deep into her cunt. That was just the beginning of our night and you’ll have to follow me to hear the rest of this sordid tale of torture.

It’s a Castration Phone Sex Day

castration phone sexI have decided it is a castration phone sex kind of day. I woke up in a foul mood. Well fouler than other days. I am not exactly little miss sunshine ever. Few things give me pure joy in life. One of the simple pleasures, however, that I like in life is junk removal. Too many men have balls that don’t need. My motto has always been, “Testicles are for Winners.” So when the Internet guy showed up unannounced when he was supposed to have been here yesterday, I knew he could turn my frown upside down. He was snarky and rude. As he was on my laptop doing a speed test he snooped into my files. Who the fuck does that when they are a professional?  He didn’t enjoy the snuff sex photos he saw so he started calling me a sick bitch. I showed him what I do when presented with bad customer service. I handcuffed him to the desk chair. He didn’t even see it coming. I think he just saw some emo punk girl. Never for a moment thought I was a dangerous bitch. He realized it when I had his pants around his ankles and my knife under his balls. He started pleading for me to be reasonable. Begged for me not to take his family jewels.  If that was the family jewels his family was in for a big disappointment. He just annoyed the piss out of me. He was late, rude, condescending, not to mention quite judgmental for a man with a 3 inch dick.  I let him whine and whimper for a few minutes then lobbed his worthless balls off.  The world doesn’t need another dick in the world. Let’s face it, the apple rarely falls far from the tree. Now, I just assured no bad apple would ever come form this douche bag. He was sitting their crying, bleeding all over my floor. A minor inconvenience for my altruism. I let him out of the handcuffs, tossed him a towel  to cleanup then informed him if he told a sole what I did to him, he would wake up one morning with his cocktail wienie stuffed in his mouth. I’m a crazy bitch, so he will heed my  warning.

Torture Sex with Dirty Needles for a Teen Dream

torture sexTorture sex is so much fun. I picked up a hot teen slut at the mall over the weekend. She was the antithesis of me. Clean cut, fresh faced, self entitled and not a tattoo or piercing on her. High school cheerleader type. Daddy’s little angel. Mean girl who thinks girls like me are what’s wrong with society.  I decided to dirty her up a bit. I spiked her fancy frappuccino drink. She woke up naked in my basement chained to a pole. I had an array of things to torture her with, including dirty hypodermic needles I gathered from the neighborhood junkie hang out. When she woke up she immediately had attitude. I was doing Taylor Swift a solid by inflicting some pain. This teen dream needed to experience a teen nightmare to have a better appreciation for others. I started sewing her virginal cunt shut with dirty junkie needles. She was screaming like a banshee. No pain no life experience. No appreciation for others. She needed a nasty infection and some pain to teach her not to be such a little twat. I shoved a bunch on dirty needles in her cunt then  sewed her pussy shut with needles. I love piercing the flesh of young girls. Their blood is cherry red. Their screams are like angels singing to me. Her pussy was swelling up as I pierced her pussy. I could smell the infection. Have you ever seen a blue waffle? It is disgusting, even for me. But that is what I was turning her perfect pussy into: a diseased, infected blue waffle. Gangrene of the twat. Just so the whore would remember me better, I tattooed my name in her chest. Now she was a good dirty whore. Now she had something to be a bitch about. I told her if she ever told anyone what I had done to her, I would kill her but not until I made her watch me kill her perfect family. I think she knew that if a sadistic bitch could ruin her pussy, I could just as easily ruin her life.

Piercings, Tattoos and more with Ivy

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I myself love getting tatted up. I love getting fun piercings all over my body. I love it because it makes my clit hard and my pussy wet. The pain feel so fucking good! I can feel pain being sent from the top of my head down to the tip of my toes when I feel a needle going into my skin. My favorite was when I got my cute little nipples pierced! I should get them done again! The pain was amazing. Took my breath away and made my cunt drip just after the first one! I loved feeling it scrape through my nipple. My Body Modification artists did it real nice and slow making sure I could feel every fucking tissue cell being ripped apart as he shoved the needle into my nipple. Just thinking about it makes me so fucking horny… I might need to get another piercing or tattoo… Who wants to pay for my pain? I wanna cum so fucking hard!

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Latex cleans off well in the Kitchen

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I love my latex body suit. I love how fucking tight it is against my body. I love how shiny I am and how the flames of the roaring fire look against my shiny Latex body suit. When I get splashed with blood and guts from our meal prep it’s easy to wash off or to rub in all over my sexy latex outfit. Watching him prep her body for our dinner makes me wet. I love feeling my pussy through the leather. It is so sensitive from being in tight squeezing bottoms, my pussy was so hot and wet as i walked down the stairs I was ready to fuck. That’s why as he was getting ready to shove the pole through her asshole and out of her mouth I got down and started sucking his cock as he shoved the metal spike through her. Hearing her scream as I sucked his cock and the sounds of his moans as he shoves the metal spike into her asshole made him cum. I didn’t have to suck his cock for long until he blew his load inside of me. He was half way through her body with the spike when he picked me up and slide a hole in my tight latex suit and stuck his throbbing hard cock inside of me again. He fucked me hard as we watched our dinner slowly suffer as he fucked me in-front of her!

Snuff Phone Sex with Natasha

snuff phone sex “Mirror, mirror on the wall. Who’s the most evil snuff phone sex slut of all?”  That would be me, mother fucker. As you’re out having fun, I’m watching you. Don’t think for a moment that you are safe with other people. I will find a way to get you.

Ask me what my favorite phone sex is and I will say Accomplice phone sex. Having a willing partner is always hot and the bloody sex is so good. Together we are creatures of the night and we will get our prey. You will know that hell exists when you fall into our clutches.

Last week was a good example. A cheating whore needed a lesson. She had been out flaunting her shit and spreading her legs for the last time. We yanked her out of a car as she was getting banged in the backseat. Breathless and naked, she begged for her life. I drove her far out into the woods where her BF could find his revenge. He punched her in the face over and over as he drove his cock into her cheating cunt. I held a knife to her throat and made little slices as he got closer to orgasm. As his cock blew, I cut her windpipe and jugular. Her death twitch milked out every drop of his cum. She gurgled as her lifeblood soaked the leaves. He and fucked right there in the gore of her carcass, rolling on the bloody foilage. After we smoked a fat one, he fucked her lifeless body one last time. I fingered myself in glee as I got off on his necrophila. We were so turned on that we went out searching for another victim. We found a tasty young teen who had run away from home. We tore her to bloody pieces, leaving her for the animals, after we clubbed her with a car jack. Stay tuned for the rest of the story in my next blog.

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Taboo phone sex with Makayla

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I guess they saw me make my exchange and it was their plan all along to get me in to the bathroom and rob me. I start digging around in my purse to grab the goods when out of nowhere one of these little bitches grabs my hair and smashes my head against the sink. Disoriented and confused, I flailed wildly at the girl. I then felt a sharp pain in my side. I soon realized the other girl was punching me. The first girl, the redhead, smashed my head against the sink again and everything went dark.
I woke up and everything was dark. I realized my hands were zip-tied together, and I was in the trunk of a car. I had no idea what time it was, or where I was. The car came to a stop. After a few minutes I heard some muffled noises and what sounded like another car pull up. I hear the girls start yelling at someone. Shrieks begin to drown out scuffling sounds as, what I assume, is someone beating up the girls. All I can think about this whole time is Daddy. Please Daddy, I need you.