I love being force fucked and tortured until I beg for mercy! I have plenty of violent fantasies that I’m dying to act out with the perfect partner. All I want as the holidays approach is for someone to call and let me play out their dirtiest snuff fantasies as I toy with my dripping wet pussy. You have to understand that I’m a real twisted whore who is a sadist and a masochist, a victim and an accomplice, if it is dirty, sick and vile my cunt drips in anticipation of hearing you cum. When I fall asleep thinking about all the nasty things you said to me, my sadistic little pussy throbs thinking about the next time you will call. I am the best little snuff whore you will ever play with!
Category: Sadistic phone sex
Gangbang Rape Porn
It was a gangbang rape porn night for me. My sons had a few friends over to watch the AMA awards. I felt really old as I knew almost known of the acts performing. I went upstairs to drink some wine and let the boys be. An hour or so later, I went down to bring them some snacks. I caught them by surprise. They were no longer watching the AMAs. They had on some rough porn. Like videos of a milf getting gang banged and used. I was trying not to get aroused. It was hot because these were teen boys watching a sexy red headed milf who could be me, be an ass rape porn star. When one of the older boys there saw me, he had a look in his eye that scared me. He lunged at me, and his friends followed suit. They pushed me against the wall and ripped the clothes off my body. My own sons were involved. They were egging their friends on. My own sons told their friends to fuck their mommy. My own sons sold me out to their friends to become popular. Those horny teen boys pushed me on the ground and took turns fucking me. High school boys force fucked me for hours. It was like they never went soft. They just stayed hard to fuck their friends’ mom. I was begging for help and mercy. The boys would slap my face and grab my tits. I cried out to my sons, but they just joined in. They were enjoying the fact that their friends were enjoying assaulting me. I do not know what hurt worse. The pain of about 15 cocks fucking my pussy and ass, or my sons’ betrayal. It was all more than even a taboo phone sex slut could handle.
Torture Ignites Me. Literally!
I have always had a hot body! But one form of torture that has yet to be discovered upon my body is the heat that comes from fire, wax, lighters, and all. So why don’t you listen to that sexy girlfriend of yours and place the lit lighter against my skin? You can drip the hot wax straight from your burning candle so fucking close to my skin that it leaves bleeding welts of it! Torture me with a flame and maybe even some gasoline just to add fuel to the fire! Don’t you want to see me burn? And then fuck me right after!? Fuck my chizzled body spit on me after you burned me into nothing but black! Fuck this burnt cunt!
Hanging Murder phone sex Fantasies
Death by hanging is a one of the most specific Murder phone sex Fantasies. But I’ll oblige in any death wish. I know times have been hard on the farm for you and your granddaughter. These last two years are going to make some wish they were dead. But in your despair you began to get horny. The more you watched Snuff mistress porn involving hanging of a pathetic man the more you understood. You even tracked down a Mistress who specifically worked with bringing men close to death. She has such a skill to know that exact point of death and has a 100 percent success rate. But that’s not what you want.
You want the full experience of a hangman’s noose with the bag over your head and the rope tightening. You stand in the kitchen chair as I wickedly laugh and give your dick some torture. Your balls have been banded tight for the last week. Slowly they have rotted off, leaving you an eunuch! You had no idea that the chick at the bar was going to give you some good drugs and kidnap you and do this to you. Now one swift kick to the chair as your cock is sliced off at the same time and your greatest wish is cum true! Enduring torture sex and hung by your neck. Look at you swing like a snuff whores decoration! You wanted this now to rest in pieces!
Snuff Sex Love is Black, Black Like my Soul
I just really started to feel lonely with these fucking Holidays. I wanted a special love. Snuff sex is my way to get that special love. Driving around at night I search for my prey. I really enjoy the dark streets after bars and clubs close. It was hard last year. This year the lonely-hearts club get drunk and wander the streets like rats. That’s so perfect. I find my target. My favorite is to slowly follow him. When he is crossing the street, I accelerate. Just enough to bump him. I knock him down then get out. I wear my stilettos and press the heel into his groin. He gets a view of heaven while feeling the wrath of hell. My short leather skirt and no panties. Ripped stocking and stilettos. Quite the view of my shaved cunt. These men are lonely and horny. I tell them I love them and drag them into my trunk. Smiling and telling them how much I love them as I duct tape their mouth, eyes, wrists and ankles. Kissing them on the cheek before slamming the trunk.
My collection of worthless normal men is fun to torture. This is the perfect way to occupy my loneliness and boredom during these hideous family fucking shit shows. My family is crap, boring and non-existent. I cook for these guys and dress to the nines to serve them in their rooms. I serve them a special love. The balls of other men. Sautéed penis, tongue and sometimes even deep-fried anus. It’s a culinary art to cut pieces of these guys and serve them to one another. I cuddle them and explain that my love is all they will know and the color of my Love is Black. Black like my soul. You would do best to stumble in my path if your feeling hopeless these holidays.
It is the Time for Cannibalism Phone Sex
Cannibalism phone sex is popular this time of year. Many men want a special meal for the day. When he picked me up hitchhiking, he told me I looked good enough to eat. I thought it was a joke. You know just a silly saying. But he meant it. He planned on eating me. I was clueless about his plan until we were back at his farmhouse. He made an excuse about needing gas, and I was naïve enough to believe him. I came inside and got a creepy feeling. The farm smelled like death. There were pots on the stove brewing something sinister. I tried to flee, but he blocked me. He choked me until I passed out. I woke up bound and gagged. I had been stripped of all my clothes. My hair was covered in goop, which turned out to be something to strip my hair of dyes. My tongue and belly button rings were removed. He had cut out my saline bags too. I was in pain and scared for my life. What was happening to me? I asked him what his plan for me was, and he said I was going to be dinner for him and his family. He added that a bimbo like me was more useful in death than in life. I almost pissed myself. He started rubbing olive oil all over my body. He told me the key to a perfect meal was all in the seasoning. This guy was going to cook me alive and eat me. I saw the huge fire pit outside the door. He planned on roasting me over an open flame like I was a pig at a luau. I was bound tight. No way I was I was escaping until he shit me out the next day. Do you have taboo phone sex fantasies about eating human flesh? Now is the time to explore.
Bitchy Butcher Indigo
She was dead on the kitchen floor before you even got home. I’d slipped inside under the guise of being the new maid, and I spent the afternoon watching your wife. She’s such a fat and sloppy pig, we both know why you hate her. She refuses to give you a blowjob, ignores all your romantic gestures, and won’t go the extra mile for you.
I went the extra mile for you baby. I wrote a love note on those pristine white walls in fifty shades of her blood. I hope you can read cursive. How did I kill her? Fucking slowly. Know I took her eyes and her tongue before I ever even got close to snuffing her out. A quick death is better than a nagging sow like her deserved. I made a new hole in her belly for you to fuck, but since you were away fucking your secretary she got cold.
It’s a good thing I have a hot hole for you right between my legs. Take her blood and use it as lube; fuck me in my asshole. I want to stare into her cold, dead face as you take me from behind and fill me with some thank you spunk. I’ll squat over her and shit it all out into her gaping maw. One last meal for a fat fucking pig. Then, it’s off to the butcher’s.
Toni As Your Snuff Mistress
As a dirty snuff slut, I love to be a hardcore mistress too! It is so much fun! I love laying waste to worthless and squeamish little fuckers like you who are just begging for a taste of this young, sweet and tight ass that you will never get! You are so pathetic! A little bitch just wanting to be touched by me in every way! To get the privilege of getting to play with me! So fucking hot right? Too bad a sad little bitch like you can never be someone who will get their hands on me and make me cum! I’m going to take a big daddy dick instead and cum all over it while I have fun torturing you!
Snuff Phone Sex Thanksgiving
Make this Thanksgiving a snuff phone sex Thanksgiving with me as your accomplice. I love this time of year. I am old school. I like to hunt for my meal. This is deer season, but it is also other food sources hunting season too. Following me? I have a peculiar palate this time of year. I like to hunt for human flesh. I am not a 24 /7 cannibal, but on holidays and special occasions I like to plan a feast for a queen. For me, the thrill is in the hunting. I enjoy picking out the perfect specimen for my meal. That is where it is nice to have an accomplice. It is more fun to hunt with a partner, and one body is always more meat than one cannibalism phone sex fan can eat alone. Last night, I was scouting out my Thanksgiving meal. I had no intentions of capturing my prey yet, I was just window shopping. You know, seeing what was possible. But then I saw the perfect meal. Natural boobs and hair. I saw no tats and no piercings either. I knew there could be hidden tats, but she was youngish so maybe she had not inked her skin yet. She was not rail thin; she had meat on her bones. It is hard to find any girl with her natural hair color these days. Most young girls at least have some fun hair color like purple or blue. The more natural the prey, the healthier and yummier the meal. I have her in a cage in my basement. She does not year realize she is my turkey for next week. I am feeding her cornmeal and other healthy things. Maybe it is not too late for you to be my accomplice phone sex partner. Want to eat a healthy meal with me?
Torture phone sex whore Stephanie
I had the most freaky and evil, torture phone sex call last night. I got excited on the call and got a little carried away. I was babysitting and ended up in the room with the sleeping, little brat with a sharp knife and an evil daddy on the phone giving me instructions. First, he wanted me to raise my knife up above my head and drive it right down into the middle of her chest as she lay there sleeping. I let him listen while she woke up screaming and crying, begging me to stop. I fingered my wet cunt and then sat on her chest and grinded my hot pussy up and down the handle of that knife. I rode that handle like it was a hard dick. She was screaming the whole time, which made me so wet! I came so hard and squirted all over her. Then I pulled it out and started stabbing her while he jerked his cock for me. The faster I stabbed that little bitch, the faster he stroked his hard dick for me. He wanted to hear that worthless, little slut scream and gurgle while I slit her throat but not until I made my evil whore pussy cum for him again. I finger fucked my evil cunt while I watched her bleed out. When I was finished torturing the little bitch, I cleaned up and left her there for her stupid mother to find the next morning. That dumb bitch never even bothered with a reference check for her babysitter, so this is what she gets.