Category: Roleplay phone sex

Accomplice Phone Sex Thanksgiving Makes You Grateful

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex for Thanksgiving sounds perfect, doesn’t it? I love helping men stuff some young bird full of cock. Or perhaps just carve up a young bird and feed her bones to the dogs. Thanksgiving brings out all sorts of sick ideas for men. And I want to be along for the ride.

When I was younger, holidays never went the way I had hoped. No fancy meals. No family telling me they felt grateful for me. Just a piece of shit drunk daddy using me and beating on me. For me, the only fond holiday memories I have involve strangers and their sick fantasies coming to life with my help.

Trevor hired me to help him make a teen rape porn. His stepdaughter needed his dick, but since she did not agree, he hired me to make his rape fantasy cum true. I kidnapped the bitch while he was at work. Hopefully, giving him an alibi. I told him to wear an executioner’s mask so she would not know it was him fucking her.

Let Me Be Your Accomplice for Your Sick Fantasies Today

I could see why he coveted her. She is a hot teen slut. Long strawberry blonde hair. Her legs are long too. Big blue Bambi eyes that light up a room. But her attitude? Well, she needed him to take her down a few pegs. I told Trevor how to make her less vain. Vulnerable, insecure girls are much easier to handle. Although I drugged her to make her manageable, she was not completely out of it. She knew what was happening to her.

The look of dread on her face aroused me. Perhaps because I had that same look on my face every time my father tried to force fuck me. However, Trevor had a look of glee on his face as he sunk his big daddy dick into his hot teen slut stepdaughter’s cunt. That little whore got a stuffing she did not want for Thanksgiving. But Trevor got to explore his rape phone sex fantasies, finally. And for that, we both felt grateful.

Young voice phone sex is fun and sick!

 

Young voice phone sex

Young voice phone sex is fun & sick! As a girl of the most perverse and depraved interests, I desire a satisfaction far beyond what vanilla fantasies can provide. My name is Marley and I’m fond of anything disgusting! I’m here to have a good time by expressing the darkest, more twisted fantasies that have been locked away inside of me. I don’t know why I enjoy them so deeply, but I do.

What I seek for you to share with me in our session is something really kinky. Give me something about a big, thick cock covered in delicious, warm blood that makes my pussy get all wet. Talk to me about the kind of Ass rape porn that only I seem to crave. I want you to push those boundaries – I’m a good girl, even if I don’t act like one very often.

You don’t have to take me seriously – in fact, it’s better if you don’t. Laughing at the absurdity of it all can make it all the more realistic, and can be really helpful in changing the expectations in our relationship. I’m definitely not your average girl, so really let yourself go with wild fantasies and thrilling stories. In the mind of Marley, there are no limits.

So if you want to get in on the Killer phone sex action, I am the one for you. It’s always a pleasure to make your fantasies come true and I’m always ready and willing. I love it when I can take you over the edge and explore your shrillest inner desires. Let’s make it as twisted, dark, and violent as we can and I promise you won’t be disappointed. So feel free to reach out for more.

Roleplay Phone Sex Takes You on a Wild Tour of Dark Desires

roleplay phone sexRoleplay phone sex allows you to explore safely your dark needs. Dexter had dark needs. He used his dark need to kill bad guys. Guys who should never be allowed to live outside a tiny cell. But that was a TV show. Most men would never kill another human or even think about force fucking a woman or a young girl. But then there are men like you.

Guys who think about killing or force fucking some young piece of ass all the time. Perhaps, you cannot act on your dark desires, but we can explore them securely on a role play call. I am a great fantasy accomplice phone sex partner. I help men just like you go down the rabbit hole of depravity. Although I can be your victim, I prefer to be your accomplice.

Unless you are a total masochist, accomplices have more fun. When Jim started calling me around COVID shutdowns, he felt filled with rage and sexual frustration. I helped him relieve that rage and tension with extreme and violent role plays. Now, he feels less anger, but that’s because I provided him with a safe space to let off his steam.

The Seedy World of Dark Desires is Instantly Addicting

But the more we talk, the more he wants to act on his dark fantasies. I am that good. So, during our last phone session, we discussed how he could find a young girl to fucking destroy with his big daddy dick. And I gave him some insight on how to lure a girl away from the park or the mall. And I shared with him that the holidays bring men into contact with young girls more frequently.

If Jim listens to my advice, he will never get busted for acting on his rape phone sex fantasies. I took him down that rabbit hole of depravity, and he will never come back. Neither will you because the seedy world of dark desires is just too addicting.

Gangbang Rape Porn is What This Whore is Made For – Geneva

Last night was like any other night. I became a Gangbang rape porn star. No, it was not planned, obviously. As always I just wanted to have a good time. This led to me wondering out to my local club to see some friends.

Upon entering and seeing that the night was some kind of hip hop thing going on, I figured things would be interesting. I sauntered over to the bar and got my usual red bull and vodka.

In no time I was hooted at and grabbed at. A blonde white girl with big fake tata’s and a round ass is all they saw. It’s true they thought of nothing other than pounding me out with their Big black cocks.

Honestly this thought of them thinking sexual pleasures from me turned me on. After all I am a whore. So should I be surprised that I was taken advantage of at an after party? Fuck no. This is always the outcome.

After leaving the club with a couple of black guys I started to feel concerned. It was a twenty minute drive to the place of the party. The guys were all over me and feeding me line after line of cocaine. There is a point where the edge gets pushed and adrenaline and borderline paranoia starts.

So this is how I was going to end my fun. Dead on air Gangbang Rape Porn Snuff.

Once we pulled into the driveway and I saw that there were at least 10 other guys there it seemed all good. But suddenly I felt things weren’t quite right. I did not see any other females. Brushing off any concern, like a bimbo I got more excited.

Finally I reallized all these bbc’s were all mine. I knew they had plans. We were a little tucked outside of town and away. So I just consumed more drugs and started suck the bbc’s. Then bam! I was knocked out and they started getting rough with me. Bright lights and camera”s were all I saw.

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Taboo Phone Sex Needs a Creative Man Like You and a Whore Like Me

taboo phone sexI enjoy taboo phone sex. As a dirty mommy, I do taboo things daily. So, when guys ask me if I am no taboos, I laugh. My life is taboo. I learned to love incest and coke from my mother. She would do lines of coke and fuck my brother when he was a teenager. When I got married and had boys of my own, I followed in my mother’s footsteps.

However, the difference between my mother and me is that I cannot control my coke usage. My mother only snorted coke a few times a week. I am more like a several times a day. I am rarely not high. Perhaps, that’s the reason I find myself in so much trouble. I like working on a snuff phone sex line though. My life experiences often mirror my caller’s fantasies. I would not thrive on a vanilla line.

I Love a Creative Yet Brutal Snuff Fantasy

Even though I enjoy mommy rape fantasies, I like the more hardcore shit. Dismember me, beat me, even snuff me out on the phone. If you get off, I get off. My caller last night presented me with a Saw like torture fantasy. He thought I would say hell no. But I said hell yes. Creative men with sick fantasies might be my kryptonite. Seriously, I love a torture fantasy.

My caller kidnapped me while walking home from a drug deal. Of course, he took me to his place and did awful things to me. I mean he did the basic things to me also. He fucked me and beat me up. But then the fantasy got wild. He took my limbs off with a hacksaw. Slow torture sex gives me a wet pussy every time. And I can be a screamer. Big cock or big knife, I scream either way.

What a wonderful and brutal death this caller gave me. But now you must up your game. Think you can be as creative as he was for our snuff call?

Vera has two holes for Gangbang rape porn

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I was just entering adulthood when I started college and got into Gangbang rape porn. I was a bright, ambitious young woman with a bright future ahead of me. But when I started to feel comfortable in my new environment, I started exploring the dark corners of the internet.

One day, I stumbled across a website featuring gangbang rape porn. I was horrified and disgusted, but some part of me was curious, too. Even though I was repulsed, I couldn’t help but watch.

I told no one about my newfound fascination for gangbang rape porn. But I quickly became addicted, and it began to take over my life. I started to develop a serious curiosity about what it would be like. My grades plummeted, but my sexual relationships thrived and I felt increasingly aroused.

Then one day, I was caught by one of my professors in the university library trying to make some  gangbang rape porn in real time. He confronted my by pulling out his cock and joining in.

I was so arroused I knew I had found my calling. No man could say no to my desires to be the filthiest fuck toy ever.  Ass rape porn then became my next obession to master. At that point I knew I could take two cocks in my holes.

Medical fetish phone sex with sharps and BDSM

Medical fetish phone sex

Medical fetish phone sex has always intringued a young whore like me. 

Ahh the world of medical fetishism! It is a realm of naughty pleasure and excitement that I personally find to be incredibly hot! From the thrill of role-playing death with syringes to the sensations of bondage using medical instruments have my sweet cunny dripping wet. 

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For those of you who have never explored this type of kink, let me tell you – it is a great way to entertain your cock.  We do not just have to play with a nice large needle if you would perfect something sharper than a sharp!  You can explore other medical instruments such as scalpels and forceps. You can also experiment with different types of bondage such as rope and cuffs. And don’t forget to explore different types of BDSM with our doctor/patient snuff phone sex such as impact play and sensory play.

Medical phone sex and sharps what could be hotter?

Let’s start with the snuff role-playing. Death play at the hands of a teen with a syringe can be incredibly stimulating and hot. Both roles can be fun to role-play, whether you are a patient or a doctor. Imagine you are the patient, lying helplessly on the bed as your partner administers “medicine” that will cause you to pass out. As a deviant doctor, imagine empowering and sensual ways to administer the medication.

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The sensations that can be achieved from medical fetishism are also incredible. Bondage with medical instruments can be a great way to add a little extra spice to our accomplice calls.  I love using a surgical strap to bind wrists or ankles for an incredibly bloody bondage encounter. Or using a medical speculum to open asses wide for some differnt ass rape porn! 

Is that magnificent cock throbbing for some medical fetishism?

Fantasy phone sex come for the pain stay for the orgasm.

Fantasy phone sex come for the pain stay for the orgasm. Before you deny it you know you have come for the pain. You like the stories of pain. Taking a whip to the behind of some young thing. Drawing the blood. Smell it. Tell me you don’t like it.

            There is no way you can tell me that you don’t like the pain. Punishing someone. Put their head (pick one or both) in a vice grip and cranking it until you see them bulging. Gasping, crying out in pain. Look at how hard your cock is getting. Now fantasize about fucking on top of them as they writhe in agony. Me squirting on you. Not being able to control myself with the need. Driving me to commit another atrocity so that I may get even wetter.

            You being my dupe. My accomplice in all I plan and do. Tying the up. Cuffing, whipping, spanking, you know you are behind me in all I do. Now do as your told and cum all over that crying little bitch.Fantasy phone sex

Violent Phone Sex with Me Means I’ll Be Your Punching Bag

violent phone sexAre you in the mood for violent phone sex? Many men are on and off the phone. The holidays bring out the worst in most of us. And some men just need a punching bag. Of course, I understand that some men need a punching bag year round like my stepson. I am here for the part-time and full-time abusers. It is the life of a druggy whore.

Soccer mom by day and punching bag by night. That’s the story of my life. Although I am a pain slut, sometimes guys take it too far. But I never have any say in it. I do it for free coke no matter what the cost to me. James got rough Friday night. I can barely move still. My husband thinks I fell down the basement stairs doing laundry. I needed to explain the bruises somehow that would not draw his suspicion.

Although I love my husband, he does not know me at all. He thinks I am a soccer mom. I am that, but I am a druggy whore more than anything. James knows I am a druggy whore. And he knows I will do anything for coke. So, he baited me to his place to party. I was not thinking snuff sex. All that was on my mind was cocaine. Mommy’s little helper, LOL.

You Can Do Anything To Me for Coke, Anything

You would think I would learn by now. I mean coke takes me down the darkest allies in the world. However, I know James. We party together often. He’s never laid a hand on me. Of course, we fuck. But he has never hit me. That all changed Friday night. I said something he misunderstood. Hell, I still do not know what I said. But it pissed him off and like a powder keg, he exploded.

With one wrong comment, I became his punching bag. And once he got a taste for beating up someone who would not fight back, he wanted more. I curled up like a ball on the floor, but he kept punching me and kicking me too. He told me it felt cathartic. So, he got out all his pent-up anger at the world on me. He compensated me with more coke. But this taboo phone sex whore feels like a truck ran over her two days later.  The things I do for drugs.

Bloody Mess For a Pretty Girl

Mutilation phone sex

Mutilation phone sex became so real for me. I never believed in superstitions and was always one to laugh when told to “not split the pole” or some dumb shit. So, when people mention bad luck, I was not worried that today would be the worst day of my life. Fortunately, Sir wanted to ensure that I was as miserable and uncomfortable as possible. It began with the normal spanking and nipple pinching but then things got scary. He hog tied me to a pole in his basement boiler room and unrolled an extensive torture kit. It yielded knives, scissors, a scalpel, and other crap to cut me open and mutilate me with. He began by tearing taking a firm grasp of my nipples and stretching them as far as they could go. Before I could scream, with the quick flick of the scalpel, he sliced my nipple clean off of my chest. I screamed in agony as he cut off the other one and blood trickled down my abdomen. I watched him toss each nipple into a bucket of ice to ensure an augmentation would be able to get them sewn back on. He stuck his finger in the open wounds and jammed the bloody fingers into my mouth. The gagging from the strong copper taste was nowhere near enough to deflect the pain from having a paring knife jammed into my groin. I thought I was going to faint from having to hold the screams in… “it’s okay Nigger, you can cry if you want”. Massive tears ran down my cheeks as I begged Sir to stop. He pushed the knife in deeper and twisted it a complete 360 degrees before cutting me down and saying, “take yourself to the hospital bitch… and clean up”. The whole cab ride I held the bucket of ice with my nipples in it close to my chest. I cried for I knew that I’d never forget how this Saturday night turned in to a bloody mess.