Category: Roleplay phone sex

Blasphemy Sex Sunday

blasphemy sex karmaEvery now and then I like to hit a church on Sunday.

Not to worship but to corrupt.

I don’t believe in the holier then thou, all seeing, all knowing and all powerful God…..and turning someone of faith inside out and upside down in their own place of worship makes my black heart happy and my goth pussy wet.

Entering the grand and ornate church makes me want to puke but I have butterflies in the pit of my stomach thinking about what I am about to do. I follow the signs in the hall way that lead to the Priest’s office. As I approach the door I hear him in there softly praying as he finishes working on his sermon for the morning.

I don’t bother knocking, I just push the door open. He looks up and smiles motioning me in.

I stride across the room and behind his desk picking up a rosary as I walk by. Before the words of question can escape his lips my tongue is down his throat and I am shoving his hand into my pussy, bald, wet and uncovered under my short skirt.

His mild resistance tells me that he wants this too. My hand touches his and he can feel me pushing the rosary inside my slippery cunt between his fingers as his dick grows against my belly.

Hell fire and damnation.

I bring him to the brink of blowing his holy load and stop.

I tell him he is going to escort me to my pew and as he gives his sermon I am going to make him cum. I have recorded our little time together and if he doesn’t cooperate I will show it in the middle of the service.

When he cums he is to scream “hallelujah, hell fire and damnation” Then he is to call me up to his podium so that I can see the cum all over his robe.

The sermon begins and as he is preaching I begin to pull the rosary from my cunt. slowly on bead at a time. Finally it is all out of me and I lift it to my mouth sucking my juice of the beads. His breath catches and he almost looses his train of thought. I hear him groan through his words and he yells, just as I ordered him to, before calling me out of the congregation.

Blasphemy Sex Sunday fun.

 

 

Evil phone sex is the bloodiest.

evil phone sexI knew from the way he looked at me that he was pure evil, the epitome of evil phone sex. Still, I knew he had the good drugs and I couldn’t resist. He watched me warily as I approached him in the parking lot. He was an unattractive man with a reputation as having a huge cock and lots of money. “Excuse me, sir. I’m looking for something special to help me celebrate tonight.” His gold grille flashed as his evil mind ticked. “Please step inside of my limo and let’s talk.” But I was so naive. As soon as I sat down, I felt his hands around my throat. “Damn trashy drug whore. Why you bother me?” he hissed.He flicked his knife out and cut my bra, exposing my huge tits. “Nasty.” he grumbled as he slashed his blade across them. The blood spurted all over his pretty limo. This really enraged him and he let loose with a barrage of punches. My neck snapped back with the impact as my nose shattered and my eye sockets crunched. I felt a tooth fall into my cleavage. He pulled out his cock and began to jerk it, obviously pleased with the damage he had done. ” Here’s your something special, whore.” He motioned to two of his men. “Give her a double and dump her.” I saw the flash of a needle as something was injected into my neck. I began to foam at the mouth as they shoved me from the limo. I landed right in the middle of hell in the homeless district as the dirty bums surrounded me with grins on their faces. Out of my good eye I saw cocks being pulled out as I lost consciousness. The coma took me before I knew how many men were to violate my half dead carcass that night, spewing diseased cum into my drug ravaged body. Such is the life of a druggie slut.

A Day in the Park: Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

rape phone sex fantasiesMy callers love to hear me share my rape phone sex fantasies. All women have them, right? It is just not considered politically correct to admit you have rape fantasies. I told this one caller months ago that one of my rape fantasies was to be taken spending the day in the park. Coincidentally, I spent Saturday at the park by myself. Honestly, I was not thinking of being gang banged or anything like that. I was just hiking in a nearby national park. Getting high, while up high on the mountains. I was not paying attention to my surroundings as usual and before I realized I was in danger, several men rushed me. I almost fell backwards into the gorge. I was saved only to be tied up by mountain climbing rope and suspended to a tree. At first, they just taunted me calling me names like stupid whore.  Then the torment escalated. They hit me with sticks and threw rocks at me like I was a piñata. I screamed for help, but none came. A rock hit me in the head. Blood started running down my face like I was in some horror movie. Talk about a wrong turn. I was in a secluded part of the park not marked by trails. I had no cell service. The men left me bleeding hanging from a tree.

bondage phone sex A single hiker came by what felt like hours later. I was so excited to be rescued. He was not exactly the rescuing type. He saw an opportunity and he took it. He cut me down with a knife, left me tied up and force fucked me. My mouth, my ass and my pussy were all up for grabs with him. He never spoke once to me. Just grunted like a wild animal as he shoved his cock in my fuck holes. I was violated twice in the middle of God’s country. Finally, a park ranger rescued me, but because drugs were found in my system, no one believed my story. They thought I got high and fell down a hill. When I got back to my house, my caller I shared my day in the park rape fantasy with called me to see how I was healing up. I will never know which one he was.

Accomplice Phone Sex Whore for Snuff Porn

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone  sex calls are not that common for me; however I love them. It is fun to aid you in snuffing out another whore. I am such a good submissive whore, I do whatever you tell me to do. Yes, that includes dressing up as a respectable soccer mom, and picking up some tender little brat at school for you to abuse, even kill. I know I look like a bimbo, but I can dress like a mother. Little girls always believe me when I tell them that I am a friend of their mother. They get right in the car with me. Stupid little whores. And, well, if you prefer a little boy victim, one look at my big tits and he will go anywhere with me. I am happy to kidnap any brat you want. I can help you make snuff porn too. I want to please you so bad, I will torture any little one for your pleasure. I can prep little virgin holes for your cock with dildos, even my fist. I have been the victim enough times too that I know how to inflict pain sir. So please understand that I can be your accomplice as well as your victim. If I am a poor accomplice, then you can snuff out two bitches.

Snuff phone sex with Makayla

Snuff phone sex

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.

It was an interesting meal…

castration phone sexIt was an interesting meal… though to be honest it went nothing the way I imagined it would. It all started with my newest slave boy, he has been submissive for his entire life and so he was very obedient… to a degree that I have never seen before. I have had a million slaves but this one… he was very different, it was like he was a robot just ready to die if I commanded it. I decided to test him, I wanted to see just how far I could push him before he would say no… but he never said no! I told him that I wanted to cut off his cock and fry it up for our lunch and he didn’t even flinch, he just asked me if he should pull it out. He didn’t whimper or protest as I cut through his cock and when I put it in the pan to fry it up, he just smiled. He even helped me eat it… every last bite…

Accomplice Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies are a submissive whore’s bread and butter. I hook up with men all the time who want to role play a rape fantasy. I am the perfect MILF for such dark fantasies. I never fight unless that turns my partner on more. I never say something is too dark. Plus, you get me high, I may go places you couldn’t even dream up. Jon was a young guy I met at a fetish club a few weeks ago. He had a lot of anger towards his mother for rebuffing his advances for years. His fantasy was to force fuck mommy in a degrading way. He liked the idea of a stranger rape fantasy. He wanted mommy to never see it coming. At first, I thought he wanted me to pretend to be mommy so he could force fuck me by surprise. Actually, he wanted me to be his accomplice. He wanted my assistance in getting his mother assaulted. I rarely get the chance to be an accomplice, so I jump at it every chance I get. My role was simple. Become friends with his mother and lure her out one night. I started taking yoga with her, and after a couple weeks we decided to go out on the town. I just didn’t realize I was not the only accomplice. A hot young stud was buying us drinks all night, but the last drink was laced with something that knocked us both out. We woke up in some bleak room, bound, naked and gagged. Men with masks entered the room. They did unspeakable things to our bodies. I was not sure if this was part of his fantasy or if I had gotten mixed up with different predators. No one sounded familiar. They pissed in our faces. Slapped us bloody. Sodomized us with broken beer bottles. Burned us with cigars. Shot us up with heroin so we didn’t realize what was really being done to us until it was too late. Forced us to eat shit. Carved whore on our foreheads. We woke up, I am not sure how much later, with broken bones and gaping cuts, cum leaking out of our asses and cunts. She called her son for help. When he arrived, I had no clue who he was. He was clearly not the man I met in the club. I apparently helped some random man force fuck and torture her and myself.

Snuff Porn with Little Whores on Friday the 13th

snuff pornFor this snuff porn whore,  my favorite holidays are Halloween and Friday the 13th. Why? Because death and dismemberment is so widespread on those days, most murders go unsolved. They get blamed on drunken pranks and sick Michael Meyers wannabes. Personally, I have always preferred Jason Voorhees. Not sure why, but a man in a hockey mask wielding a big ass knife killing horny teens gets my cunt so wet. I already have my Friday the 13th mayhem planned out. There is a secluded girls’ camp in my city. It’s off the beaten trail, but all the dirty old men know where it is at. Many have been arrested spying on young girls in the community showers and even jacking off on their angelic little faces while they sleep in their bunk beds. Anything I do will get blamed on one of the many registered sex offenders in town.

knife play phone sexI hate young self entitled bitches. Instead of butchering just one this year, I am going to slaughter an entire camp of young girls. Young bitches. I have an array of knives to use. Small ones for cutting nips and clits. Bigger ones for shredding cunts and asses. And a huge sickle for cutting off little pretty heads that can be shoved down on the posts of the bunk beds for the camp counselors to discover the next morning. What a horrific discovery. All girls camp massacre. No one discovered alive. I love hearing about my carnage in the press. Because of the young age of my victims they only show before pictures. That’s okay. I always take pictures of dead little whores for my spank bank. I love to masturbate thinking of the torture I inflicted on the little ones. I kill adults because they annoy me or are a waste of space. I kill the little ones because taking innocent lives makes my cunt drip. Who wants to help me slaughter the innocent? They may be innocent now, but they will just grow up to be cock teasing money draining little whores. Let’s have fun with them while we can.

taboo phone sex

It’s National Nurse’s Day!

evil phone sexToday is National Nurses Day and I think it’s time for me to thank all those hardworking ladies for cleaning up my messes and taking care of all those worthless little whores that I can’t be bothered with after I’ve finished fucking them all up. It must be so hard for the poor dears… all that blood, all those broken bones, all those sluts driven half crazy from the pain I inflicted on them… I’m sure it gives a lot of them nightmares. Oh well, someone has to do it because I know that I sure won’t and they picked this job so if they end up traumatized by it, well they have no one to blame but themselves! Still though, to be polite as possible I will just say thank you nurses, if you didn’t patch up my victims and make them all better I would never be able to snatch them up again for another pain filled session… the second time is always better than the first… because then they KNOW what is coming!

Picking the Perfect whore for Daddy

Roleplay phone sex

I love Daddy. I would do anything for Daddy. And just last night, I saw the extent of what “anything for Daddy” really means. Daddy had business to attend to late last night, so I decided to go to the club and hunt down some brown sugar. I get to the club and hunt down my “associate”. After an exchange, I head to the bathroom to really get this party started. On my way to the bathroom these two skanks start dancing up on me. I thought to myself that these were the type of girls that Daddy would like as a little treat after a hard days’ work. I know Daddy loves these tight little whores, maybe I should bring them home with me. I get them to follow me to the bathroom so we could get on a different fucking level and lighten up the mood a little bit. To my disdain, these little whores had other ideas for the evening. They were already fucking each other in the bathroom. I couldn’t say no. I wanted to taste them for daddy, make sure they are good enough for him!