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Teen Rape Porn Fantasy With Faith

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I’m usually all about bloody snuff chat, but I’ve decided to take a more maternal approach with my own brats in a little teen rape porn fantasy. My son Bobby and his younger sister Faith fell into my control recently, and I’ve been giving my boy some “homework” if you will. I’ve been training his cock to rise to photos of young, naked girls. I started with close ups of their soft little soles, the swell of their navels, those perfect little princess parts, flat tits with perky little button nipples, soft lips covered in cum. My son took to those immediately! Over the course of a few weeks, with my SVU contact providing the photos, my hot son got very turned on by young little girls. It was then I started showing him photos of his sister! It took him another few weeks to realize I was training him to be a PDaddy! I told him one night after he’d busted a hot nut to these explicit materials that one day he was going to marry his little sister Faith and put a baby in her. Now? We spend our mornings trying to breed. I always tell him in times of trouble “I know it’s difficult, but have a little Faith!” We laugh, and then we act out my rape fantasies on my stupid cunt daughter using my Ptrained son’s cock.

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Gothic Phone Sex Torture

gothic phone sexDo you have Gothic phone sex fantasies? I am a Goth girl. I love old Gothic buildings, books and movies. And I am a huge fan of Gothic torture. I am known for my knife collection and my electric chair castration contraption. I also have a collection of Medieval torture devices. Some very old and worth millions. My grandfather was a collector of the macabre. I inherited all his old torture devices. I have a few favorites include the Pear of Anguish, The Judas Cradle, a Breast Ripper and an Iron Chair. All of them destroyed the flesh and mutilate sex organs. That’s what gets me the wettest. I love the torture sex of male and female sexual organs. I had an annoying pervert in my dungeon last night. I caught him peeping into my window the other night. He is the town peeper everyone has been trying to nab for weeks.

Instead of calling the police, I took matters in my own hands. I used the Judas Cradle on this loser. It is a very barbaric and cruel torture device that ruins orifices. It was fitting for a peeping Tom. I used ropes to lower him down on the pyramid-shaped seat.  It looks like a small metal pyramid on a stick. It’s on a sturdy piece of metal with a three-pronged base to keep it stable. He screamed in pain as I lowered him on it. My dungeon is soundproof. The point is inserted into his asshole, destroying it. I added ankle weights to impale his ass as deep as I could. No doubt he felt intense pressure and his asshole gaping and shredding. It is a slow and torturous death. If I had not added the weights, he would have just suffered permanent damage to his asshole. But he succumbed to rips in the muscle tissue that bled out slowly over hours. I fed his remains to the wild animals. My neighborhood is safe again. My community will just think our town peeper moved on to a different community.


Death trap

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You have a thing for gothic phone sex, and it is going to take a girl like me to push you into actually getting knee-deep into some sinister things. I’m so ready to make you my bitch and make you my victim. I love guys who think they can dominate me because, in reality, they are all pussies. You are home with your wife in the next room sleeping, and you are stuck on me. You men are so fucking pathetic it makes me sick. I love to think about making so-called dominant men my fucking losers.

I will let you think you are the king and you’re my master, but in reality, you are my bitch, and once you realize it, sorry, it is too late for you. It’s a death trap, and your cock looks much better sliced up. I’m so ready to feed it to you, loser.


College Campus Accomplice Wanted

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I spent my time in college prowling campus for an accomplice worthy of my time. I needed someone strong, sadistic, and salivating for suffering. I watched the “uni-bomber” kids with great interest, but it was one of the Air Force ROTC that caught my eye. Jack was, in all things, an American Good Ol’ Boy, and I was aching in my cunt to corrupt him.

After a few dates, I managed to get my gentleman to admit he was addicted to the idea of adultery and aggressive assault of the nasty sluts in my dorm. Lucky for me, they all thought Jack was a hunk and barely let me near him when they were around. Well, one by one he lured them into the basement of his off campus housing, and chained them with the others.

When he called me so excited, he told me he had a bloody bouquet waiting for me. I arrived dressed in my best only to find a basement full of torture sluts. And then, it was time for a real snuff panty party. We spent all night, all weekend, shit all week tormenting those ballerina barbies one by one. That ought to teach those whores to fuck off and leave me be.

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Snuffing Out In Space

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I love to do a little snuffing in the fantasy of my mind; listen to this one. You are a rich billionaire who’s decided to blast into space, and I’m a rocket scientist. I want to get you out on a space walk, and torment the shit out of you. You see, I’ve made some special adjustments to your space suit. The boots will super heat the soles of your feet, and the suit itself will electrocute you.

If you let go of the rungs out these, you’re liable to float away into space. I watch you contentedly from inside the shuttle pod, grinning through a window as I shock you on and off. Finally, you start crying. Your eyes are burning. You can’t see.

In an act of desperation, you rip your space helmet off, and I get to watch your pathetic billionaire body plummet back down to the ground, a fucking fireball in the end. Too extreme? Shut up, you pussy.


Blasphemous Fucking Of Saint James

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James was not yet a saint, merely a man – an Apostle of Christ, the one my sister Mary Magdalene had gotten knocked up by. James was a cutie, a devout man who I’d been chasing down for months. Finally, I got the courage to slip into his tent one night, as Jesus had come into mine to stuff Mary Mags full of that Divine cum.

James was shocked to see me, but I was dressed to impress and he couldn’t resist my elegant form in the lantern light. “Indigo?” He asked with such confusion, not expecting to have seen me there. I stripped quickly, and his jaw hit the floor as his cock rose to the Heavens. “Jesus said you get a reward.” I grinned wickedly. James got to his knees, and began to immediately worship the most holy gift of God – my perfect pussy.

It wasn’t long before I was cumming all over Saint James face, blessing him with my feminine juices and a loud fucking cum. I was screaming his name so loud Lazarus must have heard me. I knew I could turn him to my causes; ending the fucking Roman Empire. The first step of that was ending Jesus Christ himself.

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Gothic Phone Sex Fantasies

gothic phone sexGothic phone sex fantasies make me wet. Honestly, I wish vampires were real. I would so let a sexy vampire make me his bride for eternity. I was obsessed with the True Blood series. That vampire Eric Northam could have made me do anything. Fright Night, The Lost Boys, Salem’s Lot, Interview with a Vampire… all had sexy vamps who could have bitten me anytime. I love when I get to explore a sexy vampire fantasy. I have a few vampire fantasy callers. Most are sensual Gothic roleplays, but one last night was vicious and it got my cunt wet. I was out running late at night. There was a full moon. I mean it was a full moon night in real life too. As I was jogging along the river, I was attacked by a group of men. They had fangs and they were not interested in making me one of their kind. I was dinner. They were feasting on me. The pain was incredible. They bit into my neck and my tits. My blood was spurting out of veins. They were laughing at me as they exsanguinated me. I was getting cold and numb. I was powerless to move. They shredded my body into pieces. Nothing but tender morsels of flesh were left. I died a bloody and painful death. I know it was just a fantasy phone sex call, but it made my cunt wet to think that I could feed a gang of sexy vampires.


(C)NC Gangbang With My MIL(F)

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I love a good old surprise gangbang! MY mother in law is a huge slut, and is always hooking up with men online. Well, when my husband made an advancement at her like I asked him to, since she’s hot and I wanted to fuck her, she was so nasty to him. That’s when I hatched a wicked plan to give her the most unexpected gangbang of her life. This was going to fulfill all my rape fantasies.

I arranged for three guys to bust up into her house well after dark, after she was sleeping. We told them her safe word was “Constantinople”. This bitch had no fucking idea what was coming to her! She woke up to cocks being forced inside of her in the most molestive and unwilling fashion. I’ve never heard her scream as loudly as she did!

My husband and I picked out massive BBC’s who would completely and totally annihilate the slutty fuck holes she had. She never should have turned down my lover. Then, she wouldn’t be in a rape fantasy gang bang. We also wired her whole house, cameras, microphones, and a live stream right on to the dark web. If she was going to be stingy, we were going to profit off this vicious revenge.
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Gothic Phone Sex Beast Fantasy

gothic phone sexI love a good Gothic phone sex fantasy. I am a sick accomplice. This dude last night could not believe that I had no limits. He kept thinking his vanilla fantasy was too extreme for me. It was not extreme enough for me. After him, I got a guy who needed a perverted accomplice. He had this elaborate rape fantasy involving his young niece and her furry companion. He thought it was too extreme for me too. I had to spice it up a bit. I gave it a Gothic spin. Something out of a Bronte novel with some taboo porn tossed in to spice it up. Roleplay phone sex is anything we want with zero restrictions with me. I have one rule, and that is I am never the victim. I am your accomplice or your sadistic. After that, anything goes. We did a fantasy where I had his disobedient niece fucked by one of Satan’s beast. The gates of hell are protected by 4 legged beasts. The guard beasts to our castle needed a treat. I tossed them the girl. She was a disobedient little cunt. Sassy as fuck and cock teasing the Lord of the castle. If she was going to act like a dog in heat, I was going to treat her like one. I unleashed the hounds from hell. These big furry monsters with razor sharp teeth and tree trunk necks jumped the girl. Their fangs ripped her clothes off. They slobbered all her over her neck and back. They mounted her from behind. They had slimy huge red rockets that pierced her young cunt like razor blades. She screamed as the beasts from hell fucked her little bald cunt. The dicks on the beats nutted, then the shards of glass retreated, and their bloody dicks recoiled. The beasts were not the only ones to cum. My caller got off hard to my Gothic rape phone sex fantasies.


Copy Cat Killers

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My style is pretty distinct, so when I was laid out on my couch trying to rub my sadistic teen pussy to the horrific crimes on the news and I saw one of my signature crimes roll across the screen, I paused. Someone was out there doing what I do, and that only made me wetter. I kept stroking my cunt thinking about how this was good for business.

Whoever this was was sloppy as sin, and I squirted all over my sofa to the sick sights paraded across my screen. I hopped onto my phone after licking my fingers clean of my own cum, and decided to keep an eye. I watched for weeks as this killer played out rape fantasies and chopped up little girls, dismembering and disemboweling them in the cruelest of ways. Ways so similar to my own it made my cunt soaked.

When I slipped out of the door to go pick a vic down by the river, I decided to leave a message for my forensic love affair. I captured a family of four, and slaughtered them ruthlessly. Then I posed the bodies for my copy cat to find, in my – no our – style. I wrote him a love letter in blood, carved in the flesh of my tender victims. I invited him to a life of murderous lust. When I was finished, I snapped a picture for myself. When I turned around, I saw her step from the trees. My eyes lit up. My Goddess, Kali, at last.

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