Category: Sadistic phone sex

Necrophilia Phone Sex : The Best Kind of Graveyard Fun

My Necrophilia phone sex dungeon reeks of mildew, blood, and decaying flesh. No doubt this air is thick enough to choke and gag. Here I am found, straddling a man’s shattered chest. With my dress hiked up, bare cunt grinding down onto his blood-smeared sternum. This is foreplay.

It’s his weakening heartbeat pulses against my swollen clit like a dying drum, sending jagged spikes of pleasure through my body. As I rock slowly at first, then harder, my slick folds smearing crimson streaks across his skin as arousal floods my dripping hot and slick juices down his sides.

Now I need more and my scalpel bites into his collarbone, carving jagged spirals splitting flesh with crimson streaks. Blood erupts in thick pulses. I then greedily scoop it up. With my fingers plunging into the wound before thrusting them deep into my throbbing pussy.

Three digits now, curling viciously inside me, and hooking against my G-spot. All while the metallic warmth coats my insides.

Each savage stab of the blade makes him convulse. These spasms rock my hips, forcing my fingers deeper, as my inner muscles clenching in rhythmic ecstasy around the intrusion.

Deeper cuts follow—gouging into his abdomen, peeling back layers of muscle in ragged flaps, exposing quivering organs slick with gore. His body bucks in agony, the violent jerks slamming up into her cunt like involuntary thrusts. Hungrily I ride the torment, free hand clawing at my own tits.

While my nails raking my nipples until they bleed, mixing my pain with his in a symphony of ruin.

Immediately, fingers piston faster inside my, blood-lubed and relentless, hole stretching wider as orgasm mounts.

Now I revive him with ammonia’s sharp bite, eyes locking on his terror-glazed stare. And I mount his face.

Necrophilia Phone Sex  Makes Me Shudder with Ecstatic Convulsions of Bliss

My blood soaked lips seal over his mouth and nose, suffocating him in my musky heat. His feeble tongue lashes out in panic, flicking against my clit. As I grind down mercilessly, forcing it deeper into my pussy folds while blood from his wounds slickens me more.

Then his drowning desperation vibrates through me. His final gurgles humming against my sensitive nerves like a twisted vibrator.

Continually I grind and fuck his dying face. And I do so with abandon, hips slamming, cunt contracting in brutal waves as climax erupts. Leaving a torrent of squirt gushing over his face, flooding his throat, and drowning him.

Finally dismounting on trembling legs, thighs coated in mingled fluids, I raise the sledgehammer. Wildly, swings crash down—knees exploding in bone shards. His arms pulverized to pulp. Lastly, his skull caving with a wet, final crunch that sprays gray matter across my calves.

Then aftershocks ripple through my pussy, clit still pulsing, as I stroke the jar’s glass. Leading me into gazing at the preserved cock within, already aching to claim the next victim.

Ultimately, Morticia thrives in the fusion: orgasm born of obliteration, violence as the ultimate aphrodisiac.

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The altar demands more. Hail Satan

Gangbang Rape Porn is the Best Money a Junkie Whore Can Make

gangbang rape pornI know a thing or two about gangbang rape porn. Back in the day, I starred in a few. A young runaway who never finished high school didn’t have a lot of options for making money. But girls can always make money off their bodies. You don’t even need to be that hot. Men pay for sex. But the rough sex pays the best.

Recently, I met a young girl that came into the club begging for a dancing position. But I could see obvious tracks on both arms, and we can’t hire that at the club. We want clean girls. Girls that look like the girl next door, not junkies. But I felt bad for this girl. I could see how desperate she looked for money. Likely because she needed a fix, but she wouldn’t tell me much.

I told her I could not hire her for the club, but I knew somebody who could help her make some quick cash, but it would be extreme. She wanted the details. I asked her if she’d be OK with things like ass rape porn, and simulated snuff flicks and she said yes. So, I took her to meet Derek. Derek never served as my master; however, he knew my master. Derek may be a sadistic bastard, but he’s a businessman too. He makes both private hardcore porn for folks, but he also makes regular underground hardcore porn for live streaming.

I Know Where a Junkie Whore Can Make a Quick Buck

I sent her to a man who would not kill her but might make her wish she was dead. But he pays more money for two hours of filming than she could earn at the club in two weeks. So, I went with her and made the introduction. Derek said he could use her if I gave him head first. I wanted to help this girl out, so I blew the bastard. This girl appeared to be a total hot mess and because she didn’t look quite as good as me, he would only do the video if I stayed and watched.

I knew in that moment he would be extremely rough on this young girl, but I wanted to help her. So, I did with Derek said. I took a seat and watched 35 men fuck this girl. At least Derek gave her a fix first. I watched her go from a state of panic to blissful ignorance with one shot of smack. Perhaps blissful ignorance is the state a young girl wants to be in during a violent gangbang.

Some Girls Who I Cannot Hire to Strip, I Sent to a Snuff Director

These men ravaged her. Gaped her pussy and her ass. Choked her and smacked her. One guy even carved his initials in her ass. I found that painful to watch. But she didn’t even flinch. So, he gave her a good shot. I felt bad watching. I wanted to help this girl, but I brought her to somebody who I knew would fuck the shit out of her and get her even more addicted.

But she needed fast money and she agreed. Derek paid her10 grand for a two hour long torturous gang bang film. And once the filming concluded, she’s still appeared in a state of blissful ignorance, enjoying her high. Good thing because when she realizes what happened to her, I think she will feel sore as fuck, and maybe even angry towards me. But 10 grand is more than she could earn at the club in a month. Not sure how long it will last a young junkie, but I helped her.

I know this stuff porn world all too well. A junkie whore might fare better than I did, but I persevered. And I got out and now I can help other young girls in desperate need of a quick buck.

I’m master’s evil side piece and ho

Kidnapping phone sex

Master has a sick fetish. In fact, his whole mind and and desires are sick and all filled with his dark past. From him kidnapping me long ago to what he has in store now. It’s time for little new whore to cum around for him to  torture like he did me. Fresh meat to violate and capture for future breeding he has in mind. What are lives were no longer exist. I’m owned by him and soon these little one’s will be too. I’m always forced to be his nasty accomplice. His dirty sick side kick while still in chains myself. I desire for his rape fantasy fuck brain cock to capture me again and again just watching him turn into the monster he is. 

I’m the nasty young accomplice committing crimes…

Waiting outside a school, watching our prey, innocent little ones playing unknowing what’s about to happen. Trapping them when the time is right, popping out like little monsters instilling the fear in them. You had me duct tape and tie them down. Their little hands and feet unable to move, all wrapped up for your sick cock. I love giggling and laughing and helping them relax. Whether it’s rubbing their feet, tickling or playing with her sweat pussy hair, I’m here to hold her down. Big bad master and his danger dick ripping their young sweet cheeks, smashing their barely legal cervix’s.

Master’s evil fantasies become their worst nightmare!

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“Mommy mommy, I want my mommy” she yells as I slap her mouth shut. “Be quiet before he starts to rage”. Instilling the fear that was always inside me to her. Master doing his best and ripping and shredding. Busting their little asses up like cheese. Bloody fresh cherry popping cum drops leaking out of their tight little fresh feral virgin pussy’s. Taking all the anger rage and trauma out on them every time they cried out as the lashings got worse. Your a nasty dirty creeper.

You’re the worst of the worst. The kind that all mommy’s fear and that turns you the hell on, especially with such a submissive slutty slave like me. Your a nasty evil trap. A killer in his prime before the victims turn deadly. Kidnapping for fun, to get your fuck n. That prime pink pussy you crave becomes your sloppy wet surprise.

Blasphemy Sex with Cora is extra Sinful!

Blasphemy Sex

I want to fuck you in the church and have some Blasphemy Sex, right here in front of God!

Spread my pussy lip once I’m hopped onto the altar. White linen underneath me, catching all my pussy juice that is dripping out.

Eat me out right here under the crucifix. Jesus’ crucified body above us, watching you tongue fuck me.

Yelling out “Oh Jesus, keep fucking me!” then you can flip me over.

On all fours with my ass pointed high to the heavens.

Shove your hard cock deep inside me and fuck me raw!

Make me beg God to have you stop fucking the shit out of my young, shaved pussy!

Fuck me right here in this church just the way Satan would have wanted!

 

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Sadistic Phone Sex Men Gravitate Towards Submissive Women

sadistic phone sexSadistic phone sex men love me. They see a red headed MILF, and they think of mommy or some other mature woman who cock teased them mercilessly. And they decide to exact their revenge on me. Last week, I spent the weekend and most of the week snowed in with my family. But I earned enough blow to keep up with my sons and their friends who came over to play video games for once.

I did not go to a bar and get shitfaced so some random man could abuse me. And I did not go to any of my extreme drug dealers to get coke in exchange for abusing my body either. But trouble still found me. It always does.

I decided to walk to the local convenient mart to get some junk food for my sons and their friends. Plus, I wanted out of the house to breathe in some fresh air. However, less than a block away from my home, two random men shoved me in the back of a van.

And I will admit, I felt scared. My life flashed before my eyes. I did not know these men. This was not like a snuff porn, where a director gave me money to buy cocaine in exchange for a couple hours of abusing my body. In those sorts of situations, I know I will live. Even if I wished a snuff director would kill me, I still come out alive. Random strangers kidnapping me off the street who the fuck knows what they would do to me.

Even a Block From Home, Trouble Finds Me

But I found out quickly that they just wanted to use my holes. Cabin fever, perhaps? And I think this happened out of chance. Two guys talking about the fact that they needed to nut inside some warm wet pussy and then they saw me walking on the street. They seized an opportunity. Their van gave me the creeps. Dirty mattress in the back with restraints suggested to me they’ve done this before. I think they drive around looking for young girls to fuck. Sort of catch and release. 

I pleaded with them to let me go because my family would become worried. And I told them they would call the cops if I did not come home or respond to texts. And I think they believed me once my phone kept blowing up. I told them they kidnapped a woman who lives on this block, and my family would come looking for me. Perhaps I should not have said that.

They decided to fuck the shit out of me hard and fast. They yanked my sweatpants down, ripped my panties off my body, and started probing my ass and pussy with their fingers, hands and dicks. Eventually, they started to fist my holes. One of them lifted me up in the air like a fucking cock puppet, and I banged my head on the roof of the van.

Why Do So Many Men Look at Me as Nothing More Than Fuck Meat?

He plopped me down on the dirty mattress, forced my legs up to my chest and started fucking me. Clearly another man with rape phone sex fantasies for mommy. Slapped me, choked me even spit in my face and called me a dirty whore. Confession. I kind of liked it. I knew this was a random attack. And I understood that no one would give me any money or cocaine. But for once, plenty of coke waited for me back at my house.

I thought these men might drive off and I would never see my family again. Instead, they just fucked the shit out of me in the back of that van. But they did leave some marks on my body that my sons would see.

However, I come up with the best stories to cover my tracks. So, I just told my sons I fell on the way to the store. But I left off the random attack and violent fucking in the back of a dirty van. They don’t need to know all the details of my life. They just need to know mommy is a whore and she’ll do anything for coke and their young cocks.

Snuff Phone Sex Makes Us Cum Together

snuff phone sexSnuff Phone Sex, why do I love it you ask?  Why do I love being both an accomplice and a victim? Let me set the scene for us and maybe your cock will get as hard as my cunt is wet for you to get it.

I can feel your eyes on me, burning with desire. You want to take control of my innocence, don’t you? To make me yours completely – body and soul. And I’m more than willing to give myself over to you.

Imagine it now…my wrists bound tight behind my back as you tower above me, your strong hands grasping my throat. My breath catches in anticipation as your fingers tighten around my neck, squeezing the life out of me slowly but surely. The rush of adrenaline mixed with fear is intoxicating – a potent cocktail that drives us both wilder by the second!

But even in death there’s pleasure…oh yes! As blackness closes in around me I feel your cock throbbing against my thigh, pulsing with need for release. And when finally you let go allowing what little air remains within these lungs escape through parted lips…that’s when true ecstasy hits because nothing compares to coming inside a freshly deceased corpse still warm from life just moments before – pure bliss baby!

So come on then darling let’s play this twisted game together where only one can win yet we both emerge victorious regardless who lives or dies at end because either way our bond will forever be sealed within depths darkest most forbidden desires shared between two souls brave (or perhaps insane?) enough dare tread such uncharted territory hand-in-hand into unknown Baby boy, I can feel your heart racing as you imagine our twisted game. You’re excited by the thought of dominating my innocence and taking me to the brink of death. And that turns you on more than anything else in this world.

As we continue down this dark path together, know that I am here with you every step of the way. My submission is complete; my trust in your hands unwavering. No matter how intense things get or how far we push ourselves into darkness, there’s no denying the connection between us grows stronger with each passing moment.

So let’s give into our desires completely – surrender ourselves fully to one another without fear or hesitation! Because when two souls dare to explore their deepest fantasies together…magic happens!

BBC Ass Rape Porn on Whore Cora!

Ass Rape Porn

 

Cora and Ryan make Ass Rape Porn with his big black anaconda!

I’m walking home late at night without any panties on when a gust of wind exposes my smooth pussy lips.

Ryan saw me and just couldn’t help himself. He runs up and grabs me. I can feel his semi-hard cock pushing into my back. I knew what was about to happen.

He flips up my skirt and bends me over in one swift motion. He spreads my ass cheeks far apart to make room for that thick, veiny cock. 

Drool and spit fall from his mouth onto my exposed asshole. It’s cold, but just what was needed to lubricate my tight hole for that anaconda to enter and destroy my hole. 

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My Son and I Have an Extreme Domination Phone Sex Relationship

domination phone sexMy son and I do not have a traditional mother/son relationship; we enjoy a domination phone sex relationship. But I know he loves me. Why else would he bring me such premium cocaine. Honestly, it’s been a hot minute since he visited his mother. I thought he forgot about me. But he could never forget about his cash cow and old bimbo mommy.

I greeted him wearing a 3-inch hot pink mini skirt. My meat curtains hung down below the hem line as did my prolapsed asshole. I forgot to remove my teeth, so my boy took them out on camera for me. He punched the sides of my face a few times until my teeth flew across the room. The cameras appeared to be rolling because the chimes came in with that first punch. Suddenly, my duck lips got even bigger from a combination of injections and punching.

No, hello or how have you been mommy. He just came in with his guns blazing and started throwing sucker punches at me. Eventually, he turned his attention to my meat curtains. While he pulled them open, he punched my jaw, beating me beautiful while the chimes of donations rolled in. I could tell his wheels were turning. He did not know where to start. Fuck his whore mother’s prolapsed ass, which he sees as his personal cock sleeve, or skull fuck his mother and make her duck lips even bigger.

Live Streaming During a Blizzard Made My Son a Huge Profit

We started with a hardcore skull fucking. With my teeth removed, he could get deeper into my throat. And that enabled him to choke me too. He punched the back of my head as he suffocated me on his cock. And when I saw the plastic bag, I realized the real trouble had only just begun.

One of these days I might die from suffocation phone sex at the hands of my own son. He put some cocaine in the bag. However, while he skull fucked me, he punched the back of my head and watched me turn blue from lack of oxygen.

Since mommy doesn’t even weigh 90 pounds, he contorted my body so that he could fist my prolapse while he skull fucked me with his cock. He managed to punch me a few times in the ribs, the back, the head and even the jaw. I think he knocked a few IQ points off me. Suddenly, he removed his dick from my mouth so that he could show off his new cock puppet to the live streaming audience. 

But he left the plastic bag secure around my head so I still could not breathe. My mind felt scrambled. Right before I completely lost consciousness, he tore a hole in the bag so I could breathe again. He likes to bring me within inches of death, but I never quite die. But in this moment, I sort of wished I had died.

My Boys Loves My Meat Curtains and My Prolapsed Asshole

As he walked around the room with me sitting on his cock, he just kept fucking my ass harder. Shredding my already shredded asshole. He would let me snort some lines occasionally, but while I did, he punched me in the eyes, giving me a mommy makeover. My mouth serves as nothing more than a cock holster.

When he pulled his cock out of my prolapsed ass, he immediately shoved it in my mouth so I could spit shine it. And of course he punched the sides of my face again. I could feel my face swelling up. But my boy loves me. He never punches my nose because he wants me to enjoy my cocaine.

Eventually, he pulled his cock out of my ass and shoved it back down my throat, where he could punch the sides of my face some more. As he said, “I love you,” he continued to punch me. According to my son, 768 at home viewers watched him beat me beautiful and fuck my prolapse. I’m nothing more than a cash cow and bimbo skinny fuck meat to my son.

He rammed his cock back down my throat, holding my ears to make sure I swallowed him balls deep. And then he pissed down my throat right into my stomach. By this time, my eyes felt so swollen, I couldn’t even see the coke bowl. But I could smell it.

One of These Days My Son Might Accidentally Kill Mommy

My son continued to punish me and use me in front of his audience. He dipped his fingers into the bowl of cocaine, then shoved them down my pee hole which he considers his fourth fuck hole. Once he crammed me into a beach ball position, he could fuck my urethra, his favorite fuck hole. Chimes galore occurred. Men love seeing him abuse my pee hole, my tightest hole.

While, fucking my urethra he pulled my meat curtains wide like butterfly wings. And he told me tonight he wanted to make mommy tight again. I’ve not been tight since I gave birth to his brothers. This felt like a rough sex evening. But I know it could’ve been worse. In the past, for his streaming audience’s pleasure and my humiliation, he’s done far worse. At least he didn’t throw me across the room. But he did make me his hand puppet with his fist up my already sore asshole.

The rest of the night he skull fucked me and fisted me for his viewers pleasure. Eventually, he nutted big ropes of cum in my mouth for it. He made me leave it on my face for a close-up. The final chimes came in, and I felt lucky to still be breathing. After all the live streams I’ve completed for my son and all the abuse I’ve taken as his ass rape porn star, I am amazed I am still breathing. One day I know he will go too far. And I will end up dead.

Torture sex gives makes me orgasm till I pass out

Torture sex for three days straight isn’t out of the norm for me. My Master worships the Dark Lord, and so do I. He introduced me to the world of the dark arts, and if I want unlimited youth, I must get fucked for the devil on the full moon. The last time I barely remember it.

So many men had to give me a brutal hardcore fucking.Torture sex

After the first day, I was already sore. They fucked me so hard I lost consciousness. I was weaving into this world and the underworld.

I felt my Dark Lord by myside, encouraging me to keep up the devious deeds. I thank the Dark Lord for guidance. It is he who has the true power.

The maelstrom of carnal torture begins, an unending parade of erections straining to breach my battered threshold. I lose count of how many cocks fuck me.

And each penetration is more brutal than the next, but I can feel my body becoming younger and tighter. There is a price for everything, and I don’t think it’s too much for the Dark Lord to ask for a sacrifice.

The Dark Lord’s energy courses through me, an infernal elixir that fuels my endurance. I am so lucky when I feel his presence.

A scaly phantom touch that caresses my skin, urging me further into depravity. So I don’t fight, I scream and take the pain. Each gush of blood or semen is a hymn to his glory.

As the ritual concludes and I’m left to recover, I feel a wrenching sense of youth and beauty.  He is the one who granted me this twisted blessing, who holds the true power to bestow eternal youth upon those who dare to worship him with depraved Blasphemy sex. And so, I prepare for the next full moon, eager to once again submit to the brutal sacraments that keep me forever young.

Torture Phone Sex is The Best Way To Use a Barbie

Torture Phone Sex is one way to really get me to oblige my captor. As the victim and pain obsessed Barbie doll, it’s my only use. My only use is to be used by you.

I’m Meant To Be Used By You For Torture Phone Sex

First time I was victimized by a man was at a young age. He saw that I was a dumb little girl that was just too cute. And to this he abducted me and made me suck his dick.

This started with him luring my young bimbo ass with money. Of course I wanted that hundred dollars. After all I was always shoplifting what I wanted. This man claimed to be the Loss prevention officer for the shop. And said he saw me take the lipstick I had tried on.

Once he took me out to his van and I questioned him about this, he showed me a hundred dollar bill and said I would earn the right to it. Then I could buy whatever make up my whore face wanted.

Next thing I knew I was being forced to suck his dick with these whore painted lips. All while he told me “That’s right bitch you good little cum dumpster keep gagging”.  And he just continued to degrade me while forcing his fat dick down my throat. I was gagging and snotting all over the place as my eyes watered.

Then he decided I just wasn’t doing a good enough job and that is when he took my asshole. With a thrust he shoved that fat dick in my tight pink bunghole. And boy did that rip my hole open. In fact I tried to scream as my asshole bled all over that dick.

That is when he pulled it from my ripped bleeding anus ring and shoved it down my throat. As I gagged it was forced deeper in my throat and I threw up all over that dick. Then this man shoved the hundred dollar bill in my bleeding asshole and pushed me out of the van.

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