I 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.
Category: Rape phone sex fantasies
Women Are More Brutal Gangbang Rape Porn Makers
Gangbang rape porn with men can be painful, but no one is more brutal on me than women. I walked into a trap over the weekend. Something, I did not mean to do either. Seriously, I was trying to score coke with this dealer. I had no clue he was in the hospital and his wife was taking care of his business. I did not know when I was texting his number that I was texting her. I would not have mentioned trading my ass for coke again stuff if I had known. I walked right into her trap. She was there with a few other women who were hating on me too. I am that woman. The woman who fucks married men and does what wives will not do. I do not do it because I have no respect for another man’s wife. I do it for the coke. It is not my fault wives do not put out and do the kinky things I will. If they stepped up their game, their husbands would not easily cave to my request for a trade. The women jumped me. They were not a fan of my bluntness. They attacked me like a pack of angry wolves. Stripped me naked and shoved their fingers in my asshole so it would gape. Then a huge wand vibrator was shoved in my asshole. It had a head like a ripe melon. The wife of my dealer used duct tape to keep it inside me. I was convulsing and screaming from the over stimulation. I apologized and begged for mercy, but they wanted to give me anal torture sex. I was pissing and shitting myself. They slapped me and punched me. They even made me eat their dirty old assholes. I got no coke that night. I just got punished for being a druggy whore. Same shit different day. Same pain, different inflictors.
Tiny Teen Snuff Porn Lover
We all know why you like this tiny teen snuff porn lover! You can be your true self with me. I have always pandered to the evil side of men’s cocks.
This accomplice has a deep need to bring out the worst in you. And as many men have admitted that only the most deviant shit is the only way to get that big dick hard! Do you like fucking little ones and chopping up their mommies?
Don’t hold back with me, let that demonic, sadistic shit out!
Your wife and daughter getting gang banged right in front of you while your tied to a chair. Watching as they cry and bleed out from holes that were just too small to take it all in. Poor things!
My little nubbie tits and petite frame hold you mesmerized as I weave a fanciful tale of forced fucked and tight little holes ripped apart! Such a small young thing with an evil mind and a pussy that is raring to go for your deviant cock!
I’m the bitch that will make your blood lust into a massive cock explosion for you. Do I have l take you out to your sisters house and snatch your niece and sister up for some awesome ass rape porn?
Lights, camera action, get a zoom shot of that hairy milf cunt dripping wet as you give that daughter much needed cock lessons as she screams for mommy.
I’m down for some big titty milf and hairy pussy fucking. Do you catch the general theme of a fucked in the head teen that needs destruction carried out in more ways than you can imagine?
Baby, I dont look innocent or even try to be. I want the sickest and most twisted shit to make you cum for homemade family Gangbang rape porn!
Taboo Phone Sex Fantasy
I am a taboo phone sex whore. The more extreme a fantasy is, the more I want to explore it. I have many callers. Some have the same role play that we explore different ways. Some change it up every time. I am a good submissive whore for my callers and the men in my life. This one fantasy mirrored a reality of mine so eerily that I wondered if I was talking to some one from my past. The crux of this fantasy was that I was a kidnapped girl. I was less kidnapped and more sold willingly by my father to traffickers. My father needed me gone so no one would ever find out about our dirty incest. He also needed money for his gambling debts and selling a jailbait girl can net a large profit for a man down on his luck. I was drugged and when I woke up, I was on a concrete floor, bound and gagged with other young girls. There was a bucket in the middle of the floor. That was our toilet. We had to squat over a bucket and shit and piss in front of other girls. I appeared to be the only one who spoke English. I am double jointed, so I was able to pop my shoulder out of place and get out of the restraints. I tried to free the other girls, but I was caught and punished in front of the others. They made an example out of me. They shot me full of heroin and made a gang bang rape porn with me. The other girls watched as the men brutalized my fuck holes and choked me. I was the example of what happens to bad whores. For days, I was drugged and fucked. My holes were used up quickly, so I could not be auctioned off. That meant my fate was either be killed or become an accomplice to lure, recruit and train other kidnapped whores. That was an easy choice. I will always choose to be the accomplice if my only other option is death.
I’m A Worthless Snuff Sex Cunt
You needed the worthless cunt in the lingerie store so bad you just stalked the bitch. You could do nothing but think of snuff sex scenarios for that cunts body to get destroyed. She was so fake, like me. I am that girl. You flirted with and I just went complete bitch on you.
You really hated that this useless bimbo acted like such a stuck up cunt to you. You do not like being talked down to by a bimbo. I turned and laughed with my girlfriends on your patheticness. That really fueled your anger. You decided to hang around and wait for me to leave the building.
This fucking prick, that is You, followed me home. You waited for darkness outside and in my apartment. You picked the lock of my door and let yourself in. By this time you were so worked up. You barged into my bedroom and hoped that I would wake up. I did. And you ripped my panties off and told me how you knew I was such a slutty cunt that would sleep naked.
I could not scream with that big hand over my mouth. You forced that fat throbbing cock in my cunt and pounded me. You violated and destroyed this cunt to no ends. I was a mess of blood and cum when you left. You also made sure to understand that you were a police officer and would be sure to make my life hell if I ever tried to report it. You kept a watch on me. Circling my building while on shift. Following me in your cruiser when I was out of my apartment. I get no peace from this Peace officer.
Seasoned meat
Sometimes I’m painted as the most evil accomplice phone sex whore ever. I can’t say that people would be wrong, though.
Just because you end up in my hands as a nice piece of meat for me to slaughter doesn’t mean I am the most evil!
Your body will provide so many meals for the downtrodden and the homeless.
I do owe it to the unsheltered community since I keep taking the little beauties and giving those wretched lives a true purpose.
Gaped, Tortured and used like a piece of fuck-meat.
You know, true living pocket pussy. I always end that pathetic life and give back to the community.
It’s not just these male and female young ones that I dispose of after we have used them up.
It’s the men who need to be cut up like a julienne salad. Pain whores, Men who know that the pain they need can only come from an experienced murderess’s hands.
So what if I enjoy seasoned meat made from long pigs like you. I’m a cannibal but only after you and our victims have been tenderized and seasoned perfectly.
I might be considered the most evil, but the pain and death and rape fantasies I give are altruistic in nature.
Care to test that theory with me?
Let’s Torture Today
Hey baby, you have deep dark thoughts. Thoughts of blood and gore? Thoughts of inflicting physical pain. Me too. Did I mention that they opened a little splash park right by my house? You know who frequents those types of places? Young tight bald soft bodies. The kind I dream of abducting and torturing. Want to join? We will sit in the car and wait as we watch the young babysitter unloading her little tykes from her car. Let’s put a slow leak in her tire and then watch them play and talk about all the fun things we are going to do with them. As we watch and you sharpen the knives let me grab your cock from your pants and give you a sloppy wet blowjob to get us started. Let me swallow your warm yummy load just as they pull away. We follow them and watch as the tire slowly deflates. Now is our chance baby. Let’s pull over to help them out. It is too hot to stay in the car and we offer them a ride to the nearest station. We just happen to make a turn to the country. As she starts to catch on, I quickly cover her mouth with chloroform and hand the little ones some fun candy. My pussy is soaking thinking about how we are going to torture and end them. Come play with me baby.
Taboo Phone Sex Trafficking
I thought once I earned my freedom, there would be no more Taboo phone sex with my former master. I worked hard to buy my freedom. But he pulled me back in. My former Master is a sex trafficker. Some little girls he keeps for himself. Some age out for him and become his accomplices. That was me. We were together a long time. He granted me freedom at a price. He did it because I did a lot for him over the years. I did things most women would never do for a man. He had a trainer. She was a woman like me. Just a young girl he bought on the black market and when she aged out he had her train the newer girls. That girl left him high and dry when he was expecting a shipment of young whores. He needed me. He paid me 100,00 grand for a few days of work. It felt good to be in a position where he needed me. I cleaned the girls up who arrived this week. They were a hot mess after traveling. They were drugged and in shipping containers for days. They needed showers. They needed dressed. They needed someone to tell them how to act, because I know my former master and his associates. They will kill a disobedient cunt and replace her in a heartbeat. Master’s shipment of young girls included girls from all over the world. Some did not speak English. I did my best. I had them clean and dolled up and ready for Master and his pals to test drive before putting them on the auction block. I also had to do hymen checks to determine which ones were still virgins. He does not fuck the virgins. He saves them because cherries can be sold at a premium price. For my last-minute help with his special shipment, I made a nice profit and got to assist with some teen rape porn. Feels good to be on the other side. Today, he called me with a job offer. I am now his new trainer of trafficked girls.
Skilled in Snuff Sex
When I was just a little girl, I was different. My parents knew it. School teachers new it. Everyone knew it. While other girls my age wanted to be Disney princesses, I wanted to be knife wielding psychopath. Girls my age idolized nurses and mothers and teachers. They had the hots for the Jonas Brothers and One Direction members. I idolized Ted Bundy, the Green River Killer, Charles Manson and Ed Gein. Many people called me a bad seed or Satan’s spawn. I had no friends. My imaginary friends were Norman, Michael, Chucky and Freddy. They taught me killing was how to rid the world of bad parents, narcissists vacuous Barbies, bastards and whores.
I am a snuff sex bitch. I was not always as skilled as I am now, however. I honed my sadistic skills over the years thanks to research and inspiration from the world’s notorious serial killers. When I first started killing, I was unorganized, impulsive, and messy. Now, I am meticulous. I study my prey. I learn their habits and routine. I have a plan. I know how to dispose of the body. I know how to not leave any DNA evidence. I know who to kill and where. I do not shit where I eat. I do not kill out of impulse or anger. I kill for sport, pleasure, and financial gain.
I am the perfect accomplice phone sex partner for all your murderous fantasies. I prefer knife play with my victims, but variety is how I never being caught. I have a large arsenal of killing tools: knives, guns, acid, baseball bats, crow bars hammers, rope, blowtorch, chainsaw, poisons and my bare hands. I can be a great partner in crime. I take all the risk, clean up the mess and you just get to go alone for the wild ride.
Kidnapping Phone Sex Fantasy
I am full of kidnapping phone sex fantasies. My callers are too. Being kidnapped for nefarious purposes gets my cunt wet. Most women have erotic rape fantasies. Not me. No handsome stranger in my fantasy world. What I think about is being kidnapped and used by a bunch of strangers. Tied up in an uncomfortable position and sodomized for hours by drunk men. I am not one for romantic fantasies. I like the more brutal kind of fantasies. Last night my caller had an elaborate fantasy. I am still masturbating thinking about it. I was a good soccer mom. I did no drugs. I was not a P mom either. I was out jogging one morning when a guy came out of nowhere. He pushed me in the back of an old Chevy van and put a needle in my arm. I woke up in a dingy room tied up with gross men fucking my ass. I was in some macabre gangbang rape porn. Strung out. I was foggy. I had no clue where I was or what was happening to me. As soon as I started to scream, another needle went in me. And I was in la la land again. I could feel cocks ramming into my ass. It probably hurt, but I was out of it. When I started to come out of it, I could feel the pain. The pain of being bound and gagged in an uncomfortable position. The pain of a prolapsed asshole. The shame of having been used as a dirty cum dumpster. Now I was a dirty whore, strung out and in pain. My caller had disgraced a soccer mom. It was a hot fantasy phone call. It made me almost wish I were a good soccer mom. It would be a longer fall from grace.