I enjoy exploring your fantasy phone sex desires. It doesn’t matter how wild or violent, I am a good submissive who caters to a man’s fantasies first. When I got into trouble last week, I tried to flirt my way out of trouble with the cop. It wasn’t as easy to do as it once was when I was in my 20s. I am in my 30s now and for the cop who pulled me over, I was way too old to fuck my way out of a speeding ticket. I had to get creative. I showed him a picture of a pretty hot teen slut. I told him he could get some friends together for a gangbang rape porn with her. The problem was the picture was of me when I was a teen girl. I had to find a blonde teen girl to do it. I went to the mall and lured one away. It is easy too do. I told her I was taking her to an audition for a horror film. I spiked her drink and when she got woozy, I tied her up and told my cop I had his package ready. Him and his friends fucked the shit out of this teen mall rat. I felt bad for kidnapping, drugging and duping her, but I can’t have a speeding ticket. It is the survival of the fittest in this world. When my old used up holes don’t get me what I need, I kidnap a younger model who will.
Category: Roleplay phone sex
Violent Fantasy Phone Sex, Not a Problem
Snuff sex
If looks could kill all you bitches would be dead. I know my body and face attracts any man or woman that comes my way. That is how I lure my victims into my sick twisted ass world. I use my angelic looks to make them feel safe and feel like I will do them no harm. Little do they know as soon as they get to my home I am slicing their throats and fucking my accomplice right there in the warm puddle of blood. I have two bodies right now at my home. I just caught my victims last night. I sliced the throats and let all the blood spill out onto the floor. I then laid in the blood and made myself a bloody snow angel with my body. You know when you make a snow angel in the snow? Yeah its the holidays so fuck snow. I am using blood instead. That was so much fun I then played with my pussy and bust a hard nut and passed out and feel asleep.
Snuff Sex Is What The Devil’s Whore Gets
They lured me in as they always do with their ads touting to me to come be a star. Yeah, it’s always porn and it’s always some form of snuff sex porn casting. These movies make top dollar for the producers and they could care less about the used up cunt hole of their lead. More often than not I will be left for dead at the scene, hauled off to the woods, or rarely dumped into a taxi to drop me at the closest ER. They pay everyone off well, well that is except for their snuffed out star. I am the lowest on the totem pole of these films and yet the star money maker for them. It’s pretty sick isn’t it? But that has been my live for the past decade. I’m just the devil’s whore.
Snuff phone sex
I don’t think I am going to survive this Halloween. I think they plan to kill me. You see, I have been bound to together in a tiny little cage, kept barely alive and fucked regularly for who knows how long here. I heard them talking about a Halloween party and how they are going to use all of us girls as part of their haunted house. I wonder what that will mean for us, but it doesn’t sound good. The day is approaching and once it finally arrived I knew. They had a room for all of us, some more brutal than others. The first room was a torture room, they got whipped, canned, and cut. The next room was more torture but they cut off body parts, branded you, used toilet play and lots of furry friend fun. The next room was the gangbang room, the one that ended your life forever. And there was the room I was in, the room where some of us died, and some of us survived. It was all up to us and how extreme each and every one of these men wanted to be. You see they paid good money to kill me.
My Rape Phone Sex Fantasies
I have rape phone sex fantasies. I think a lot of women do. Some just won’t ever admit it. Personally, I don’t think it is right for a woman to cock tease a man or drain his wallet and not give up her pusadistic pssy. Many women are just asking for it. I was asking for it last night. I went to this dive bar downtown. It is a rough bar known as a day laborer hang out. I went down there looking for trouble. Trouble follows me. I started dirty dancing by myself to see if I could open some eyes and stiffen some dicks. One guy, he came up to me and started grabbing me. I didn’t push him away. Others followed his lead and soon the entire bar was pulling at my boobs and limbs. It was more than I expected. I started to pull away and I knew that was dangerous. That made me a cock tease just like the women I hate. I just wanted them to go slower, but I cock teased them too fast and now I was reaping the punishment with some gangbang rape porn. I was on the floor of a dingy bar being fucked and groped by drunk old men. No one even bought me a drink. They just fucked me until I was coated in cum and too sore to walk home. At least I wasn’t one of those girls to give them blue balls and leave.
Gangbang Rape Porn Star for Men
My daddy had more than just rape fantasies. When I was a young girl, he made money off me with gangbang rape porn videos. He would give me a lot of Benadryl and a shot of whisky and let random men fuck me. I would try to act like it was just a dream, but I would wake up the next morning with a sore butt hole and cum in my pussy and ass. I could barely walk. The older I became, the more I resisted and the more difficult it became to drug me. That is when daddy started using rope to bind me, so I couldn’t fight. Twenty years later I am still the subject of rape phone sex fantasies. My current boyfriend is just like my father. A mean son of a bitch who pimps me out for money. I guess you can say I have a type. I like bad boys clearly. My man pimped me out on the weekend to a bunch of guys who violently gang banged me. They were savages and now my ass is prolapsed, and my pussy is stilll healing. I had so many cocks in my cunt at once, my inner pussy lips tore and required stitches. But my boyfriend made money just like my daddy did and that is all that matters, right?
Feel my wrath
A nice pair of tits like mine is not hard to come by. Do you know what is hard to come by though? A sick twisted sadistic slut like myself. I am the perfect evil bitch you have been dreaming about. Not only am I drop dead gorgeous(literally), I also have the sicko mind to match. Do you know what I like most about Violent phone sex? Is taking my victim by the throat. Wrapping my hand so tight around her fucking neck. Choking that bitch until her eyes are bulging out of her eye sockets. All the while you are fucking her tight almost dead cunt. Just the sight of her fighting for her life is making us both horny as ever. As soon as that bitch is taking her last breathe you start to cum. I stop your right there in mid stroke and stick your dick in my mouth all the way to the back of my throat. You bust a mouth full of demon seeds all into my jaws and I swallow with pride. We both look down at this life less piece of shit and slice her open from neck vertically down to her stomach. We both fuck in the pool of blood. I want to go a 3rd round. Don’t you?
Last nut and your last breathe
I had an invitation to a friend’s wedding. You already know I am not a vanilla type of bitch. I damn sure didn’t want to go to some fancy lame ass wedding. I just agreed to support my friend. I always seem to make my day interesting no matter where I am. I have to nut and I have to kill while busting a nut. It is just that fucking simple! One of the groom’s best man kept staring at me. So I lured his green ass into another room after the reception. I laid my sexy sadistic ass onto the day bed legs spread wide open staring into his eyes. Like magic he was under my spell. I did not have to utter one fucking word. He quickly took his black suit off dick hard ass a rock. He slide his thick snake into my pussy and pounded my walls. I flipped him over to get on top. I rode him like a wild bull. As soon as he started to bust a nut his eyes were closed and I used that opportunity to grab a pillow and cover his face. He tried to buck and get up but I am far to powerful and strong for his scrawny ass. He took his last breath. His last nut. At least he went with a bang!
Mutilation phone sex
This is something that is etched into my mind, there forever as something that I think about all the time. It changed me that day, I have never been the same really, not since Mutilation phone sex. I had a master you see, and he loved to use me to make money. He would do phone calls that were set up and force me to do whatever the guys wanted to be done while they were on the phone. One day this guy called and he sounded super evil and sadistic. I was terrified of what it was going to be that made him cum, and it wasn’t long before I found out. The phone was on speaker and I heard him and my master talking, and that’s when I heard “mutilate her breast.” I started to scream already, saying no no no please no. This only got a ball gag shoved into my mouth and I bound even tighter with cuffs against the wall. I am screaming and hysterical as I see the devices he has to use on me. I wail and make sounds I have never made before. They sound animistic and inhuman. My nipple is gone, I am ruined, and am fading out. Blacking out from all the blood loss.














