I hate babysitting, but evil babysitter phone sex calls are among my favorite. Sometimes I take sitter jobs to have easy access too little sluts for friends, other times it just for my own perverse pleasure. Last night was the later. I took a gig because I hate the girl’s parents. I was checking out babysitting ads and I saw the photo of the parents. They have an older daughter; she is a bitch I went to high school with and her parents bailed her out of trouble repeatedly for her mean girl antics. This girl was likely adopted because the mother is past her prime, unless she used fertility drugs. I have a fake id for babysitting and I can transform from Goth punk to girl next door with makeup and hair dye. I sat for the angel the other night. She was a polite girl, but still a privileged princess with bitch parents and an evil older sister. She was just collateral damage. I drugged her up and started a live stream of Anika’s Abuse. Guys were paying me to be her BTK killer. Bind, torture, kill. A few of my favorite words. I bound her legs and her arms like one guy wanted. I fisted her ass and cunt like a few others paid to see. I wrote whore in lipstick on her face like another guy wanted. I even fucker her pussy with a Barbie doll. Anika was like a rag doll, all floppy and shit from the special cocktail I made her. She might remember some shit, but it would make no sense the next day. One guy offered me a ton of money to kill her, but that was too risky. I sexually abused the little girl and made a profit. Now, I am happy to kill a little whore with you. Just needs to be a random girl that won’t trace back to me. Killer phone sex is so much fun.
Category: Rape phone sex fantasies
Evil Babysitting Phone Sex
What Some Candy Little Bitch?
So many juicy little cunts out there, so little time to fuck with them. What is it with them and candy? How utterly stupid can you be to put yourself in danger over some fucking candy? It happens, a lot more than what you may think. It makes for easy pickings. The trick to it working is that you can’t look like a fucking weirdo, or creeper when offering. Plus, you never approach, you let them come to you. I’ll give you a for instance …
I was waiting for my bus when I pulled out some hard candy. I wasn’t thinking anything of it. I noticed a little one with their Mother watching me. I smiled, they smiled back. I saw the Mom look at me and I said, “I think they want a piece of my candy.” The Mom and I made some small talk then she let me give the little snot a piece. Then the Mom’s phone rang, you know how people get when they are on their phones, they pay no attention. I started talking to the sticky faced shit seated next to me. The whole time the Mom never looked back at us. I waited for about ten minutes then I did what any self respecting twisted deviant minded woman would do. I asked “Miss Sticky Face” if she wanted more candy.
You should of seen the look on her face. It was pure joy, and I couldn’t wait to smash it off that tiny head of hers. I put my hand out, she took it. As we made our way around the corner the Mom was still on the phone, laughing. I wondered if she would be laughing that hard when the newspapers reported finding the mangled body of her little bitch.
Gangbang Rape Porn
Gangbang rape porn brings me good fun money. Fun money I can spend on coke and weed. My stepson knew some guys paying top dollar for amateur porn women. I should have known that if my stepson was involved, the guys would be violent and unsavory. I think he set me up to be killed and I narrowly escaped. I went to the place he said to go. At first, they seemed like legitimate porn makers. They had film equipment and a studio. They cut me a check from a porn sounding studio. I was so high and focused on the money that I failed to notice a big read flag until I was tied up. There was no film in the camera and it was not even plugged in. By that time, I had three dicks in my holes. The were pulling my limbs too. It hurt like hell. I thought I might lose an arm. They did pull my shoulder out of the socket. The pain was awful. They treated me like a rag doll and each pulled on a limb until I was crying from the pain. I was informed that my stepson sold me to settle his drug debt. He told them they could do whatever they wanted with me. Abuse me, use me, make me a snuff porn star, it didn’t matter. They could even kill me if they wanted too. I was positive they wanted to kill me, but I convinced them to make a snuff film instead, a realistic looking one but not the real thing. I said I was worth more to them on film than dead. Money talks, even to sadists. We spent hours making a gory snuff looking movie that would make them money. I was used up and in pain, but at least I survived for another day.
Torture Sex is My Religion
Torture sex is my religion. I am a total dark pain slut. I do shit I know could get me killed. I answered a fetish modeling ad on the dark net last week. Any ad on the dark net could end up with me dead. Guys troll for dumb bimbos like me. I am not really that dumb, however. They just think no woman would really want that much pain and torture, but then they never met a woman like me. I have been a cutter all my life. I was daddy’s fuck slave and punching bag before I was even a school girl yet. I have grown up with pain. I crave it now and my threshold has only increased. That is why I am on the dark net hooking up with men for torture fun. Regular Joes can’t fathom the kind of pain I can endure. The kind of pain I want. Thursday night, I showed up at the warehouse I was told to be at. It was dilapidated and filled with cobwebs and creepy crawlies. I followed the light. There I met three men who just introduced themselves as Master 1, 2 and 3. Their faces were obscured by leather masks. I saw the torture chamber and it made my cunt wet. Knifes, blow torches, rope, clamps and piercing needles. They tied me up spread eagle to an old wooden board. They bound my tits so tightly that they immediately turned blue and purple. My pussy was juicy from the pain. They cut my flesh, gave me electric shocks and burned my hair. They wanted me to beg for mercy, not plead for more. I knew they had never seen a whore like me before. When they all started fucking me at once, my ass rape porn star side shined. I begged for all three dicks in my ass at once. They gave up. They were pussies. They could have killed me if they wanted too, but they either wussed out or didn’t want me to enjoy the pain. You won’t wuss, out will you?
Snuff phone sex slut
I’ve been a very naughty snuff phone sex whore and because of that I need to receive a very naughty punishment. Master bent me over & took a wooden painting stick to my prolapse and beat the shit out of me. My ass was sticking out and I was screaming bloody murder as I was forced to endure the pain. Master wrapped a zip-tie around my prostate and watched me start to lose circulation. It dangles down five inches between my thighs, it looks just like a cum-filled hanging ball sack! Master loves making it turn black and blue before he fucks it. His cock slips and slides all over it. He loves slapping it with his bare hands and making it pulsate while he roughs it around. He causes so much damage to me from how he manhandles my insides. This is exactly what I deserve.
Torture Sex Awaits You
You have no idea the torture sex that awaits you. You are going to wish you had of killed me when you had the chance. You broke into my apartment and knocked me out. You hog tied me and forced me to suck your cock until you shot your hot jizz down my throat. You even taunted me and told me that Daddy couldn’t save me. But guess what mother fucker Daddy is here now.
Daddy and I are going out on the prowl to find your ass. Once we find you we are going to make you strip naked. Then once we tie you up the fun will begin. I plan on making small cut marks all over your body. Watching you bleed and hearing you scream will give me so much sexual gratification. When I get bored with that, I plan on shoving various objects up your ass such as Corona 12fl oz bottle, cucumber, and finally a pineapple. I plan on fucking your ass until it is raw and blood is running down your legs. I want to hear you begging me to stop. Begging me to have mercy on your pathetic sorry ass.
I plan on sitting back and watching as my Daddy forces his big thick cock down your throat causing you to gag. My pussy will be getting soaking wet as he face fucks you. Making you suck on his hard cock until he drops a load in your sleazy mouth. I am going to taunt you just like you taunted me. No one will be able to save your sorry worthless ass. Then when I finally bore with you I will cut your cock off with a jagged rusty knife and shove it down your throat. I will sit back and fuck my wet pussy enjoying every minute of you bleeding to death.
Teen Rape Porn Made Here
Teen rape porn is a hot commodity. A sick bitch like me can make a lot of money fucking up a hot teen slut on film. I work with some Russian sex traffickers. I find the guy willing to pay top dollar to force fuck a teen cock tease, and they supply the girl. I don’t pay them. Their pay is keeping the homemade sex tape to sell to dirty old perverts. The guy pays me for the girl. It is a win win situation and very profitable for me and the sex traffickers. Earlier in the week, a man only known as Ross, found me on the dark web. He described the sadistic things he wanted to do to a young teen girl. When he made a deposit, I made a phone call and got a girl just as he described. We met the next day for our teen snuff sex video. The girl was Mexican with poor English. She had nice boobs for her age and just a hint of pussy hair. I call it peach fuzz. She was brought over to the US by coyotes, but her patron didn’t have the money to pay off her debt, so they sold her to traffickers. She was strung out on heroin, but that only helped her. Ross was very excited to see a strung out punta. He forced his cock in her mouth and she barely resisted. I was filming her humiliation and it made my cunt wet. He savagely fucked her ass too. He tore her little butthole up. I told him he could kill her if he wanted too, because authentic snuff films make great money too. He said he just wanted to make her wish she was dead. He prolapsed her ass. He bloodied her cunt. He even threw a few punches when she tried to resist. I filmed him force fucking the jailbait whore for two hours. My trafficker buddies were very pleased with the finished product and Ross was very happy with that little whore and my ability to make his sick fantasy a reality.
Violent Phone Sex with My Stepson
Violent phone sex is what he was in the mood for. He told me I was a worthless wore. I had no choice but to take his abuse. He is my step-son and he is prone to violent outbursts. Mostly, those outbursts are aimed at me. He is a bigger drug fiend than me. I stole a tad of coke from him, not even a noticeable amount, but I guess he weighs his shit daily and knew some was missing. I denied it, but he knew I was lying. He strung me up by my hair. I could feel the hair ripping from my scalp. It was a kind of pain I had never experience before. I gave out a blood curdling scream from the basement in hopes a neighbor or someone would hear. My husband was at the movies with our young sons. I could be dead before they got back. My husband knows his son hates me, but he has no clue how deep his hatred goes. He cut me down. I lost a few inches of hair, but he feared some one would hear my screams. He decided to punch me repeatedly in the face, then skull fuck me. He wasn’t done yet. He watches too much ass rape porn. He wanted my ass. He pulled my red locks while he rode my ass. No lube, just a hardcore ass fucking while calling me names. As soon as he saw the car headlights pull into the driveway, he stopped. I was bloodied and battered with cum dripping out of my ass. I wanted to tell my husband what an awful son he had but feared I would be cut off financially. I splashed some water on my face and put a bandana on my head to cover the areas were my hair ripped off. I decided that its better to take my stepson’s abuse then to live in poverty.
College Ass Rape Porn
I literally put my blood, sweat, and tears into my college interview, and I have the scars all over my tits to prove it. I knew I should have just applied to a community college, but instead I wanted to go to an Ivy league school. The thing about Ivy league schools is that they have enough money and power to get away with murder. I always thought that was just an expression, but I guess not. I got all dressed up for my interview, and headed there early. The walls inside the building were so thick that they had to be sound proof. I found my way to the office, and was ushered into the dean of admissions office. The door was heavy, and locked behind me. There was plastic covering the floor, and the dean explained that they were painting his office. There was two other girls sitting at his desk, and he explained that this wouldn’t be a one on one interview. After all of us answering a few questions, the dean told us only one of us would get in, and only one of us would leave there alive. He instructed us to strip, and told us anyone that wouldn’t listen would be shot. Me and one of the other girls started stripping, but the other girl just started whining. He shot her in the head, splattering her blood all over me and the other girl. Once we were naked, he slapped two knives on the desk, and told us we were to fight to the death. Finally all of the abuse I have gone through actually paid off. We sliced and diced at each other, but eventually I got tired of our back and forth dance. I slit her throat, bathing myself in her blood. The dean grabbed me by my hair, and bent me over the dead bodies. He violated my tight teen ass right on top of their corpses. He made me clean up and get dressed. Then we filled out my admissions form, and I left. I got into an Ivy league school!
Cult Style
It gets twisted in my mind sometimes, I can’t help myself. I think about the most wicked things, and it releases me. I wish that you could cover me and your liquids but not the fluids that everybody thinks I’m talking about. Don’t you like me, aren’t I pretty can you imagine me covered in red if you can then you know exactly what I’m talking about. I want you to bleed for me, I want to bleed for you too. Do you think that we could do some really demented shit we can mix piss with blood and shit I love it it’s tasty just like all of my rape fantasies. Do you think that you could get me hot and wet by pushing something tangy and twisted inside of my cum dumpster cunt? I could tell you things that would make your cock cream like a cake. I can just feel the vibration of your balls wanting to release all over me. I want your hot creamy cum, I need it please give me that tasty hot cum-filled cock, right now don’t fucking hold back on me you know that I get weak for you. I want you to slice me and dice me yes cut me if you love me and beat me like a pinata. I want you to knock me down and rip all of my clothing off of my body explore all of your nasty thoughts you can do the most vulgar things to me. I love it the pain it feels like pleasure the gore feels like good in every single way. I don’t have any taboos I’ll do anything I’ll eat anything, and I’ll drink anything so feed me Cult Style.
















