Taboo phone sex is what I was born to do. My daddy has been telling me for a long time I was put on this earth to fuck and be his accomplice. He needs me now more than ever. I am the one who can find him the young pussy that he sells. I got a fake ID recently thanks to one of his associates who gets fake IDs and passports for girls he sells overseas. With a fake ID, I got on a nanny site. I even had bogus references. Daddy knows lots of shady fellows. I got a nanny job with a family with a cute little angel. She is very young. Just how daddy likes them. I didn’t have much time. The parents were only gone a few hours to dinner. I don’t exist to the world, so no one would know who to look for. I made sure to leave no prints in the house and to disable the nanny cams and security cameras. Daddy trained me well. I roofied my little charge and when she fell asleep, I put her in my trunk and drove her to daddy’s. I knew he would be pleased with this one. She has been well taken care of by her rich family. She will be in high demand because of her age and status. Daddy wanted to break her in before she even woke up! I had to remind him that virgin pussy goes for a much higher rate. He decided to just skull fuck the little slut until she was gagging and slobbering all over his cock. She was crying for her mother who she would never see again. I almost felt bad for the girl, but then I remembered how cruel daddy can be when he is disappointed. If kidnapping a little tot for him to sell into slavery keeps me on his good side, I will steal a little girl every day I am still breathing.
Category: Sadistic phone sex
Taboo Phone Sex Accomplice
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.
The deeper the cut the wetter I get
This past Halloween I dressed up in a sexy little nun outfit. I attended a Halloween party at a local club that was hosting. Damn as I type this story my cunt is getting wet already. Just the thought of the evil shit I have done makes me horny! So while at this club I had a few drinks and was approached by some cheesy ass cornball. He offered me a drink. I accepted. He went to the bathroom so like the devias sly bitch that I am I slipped something into his drink. What dumb ass would leave his drink unattended? Even if I was a woman. Little did he know my pretty ass could not be trusted. I knew the rape fantasy drug would kick in pretty fast so I offered him up to my hotel nearby. He agreed and his tiny little dick got hard. I could see the weenie sized prick through his pants.
Once we arrived at the hotel. He said he began to feel dizzy and instantly passed out. Once he awoke, I had his dumb pathetic ass tied to the bed. Both arms and both feet tied to each post. I licked the side of his face and gave him a devilish grin. I whispered tonight is your lucky night. I am going to set your ass free. Little did he know I meant his soul. I was about to slice this motherfucker wide the fuck open. I did just that. I sliced his ass straight down the middle. His blood gushed out all over the bed onto the floor. I rolled in it with my naked body and spread his fresh red blood all over me taking the wetness and played with my cunt until I exploded. Mmmm I need my next victim. Would you care to join me and we both find someone to split open? It could even be a bitch. I need to slice a tit or two and suck on it while it is in my hands bloody and detached.
Dangerous Beauty
With the holidays approaching there is a lot of stress and family in the air. One of my favorite outlets for some pent-up tension is a good session of violent phone sex. It’s so much fun to push those limits with the right person. How far should we take it? I want you to verbally and physically humiliate me. Tell me all the terrible things you have in store for the filthy little cumslut that I am. I want to be bruised and bleeding by the time you’re finished. I want my hair pulled. Not tugged but really fucking pulled. Will we be playing with knives again today? I kind of want to feel you slide the barrel of a gun deep in my pussy. A loaded gun at that. Just the thought of it has my little cunt dripping wet. Once you slide it out of my pussy, I want you to make me suck off my own juices, with your finger on the trigger and your hand firmly grasping my throat. I’m open to other forms of torture as well. I’m sure you have plenty of creative ideas of what you’d like to do with me.
Black Kiss Of Torture Sex and Death
It isn’t every day that I get to kill and eat my torture sex victims. The black kiss of death shall be mine! Two things I love to torture and a nice human flesh torte. Chocolate and blood infused with a nice cream filled center. Just like those girls you had me murder and tear apart for your pleasure. What you didn’t count on was me being addicted to your cock so much that I wanted to cut it off and keep it forever. Of course, I had to pull you apart piece by piece first. Sawing off your arms and legs and letting your blood flow out all over the floor. A waste of good marinade. But what I was after was your heart and cock. The most valuable part pf my victims. And so fucking tasty after I had helped you mangle soft female bodies. Come and let me kill for you and kill you tonight!
Gothic Phone Sex Halloween Roast w/ Gray
Nothing says Happy Halloween like a stuffed bastard with his own balls in his mouth as the centerpiece on my Festival table. So this asshole wanted to fowl my favorite day of the year up with his shitty attitude. Not happening bitch. I take my switchblade out and put it to his throat as I cuff him and control him. I shove the prick into my chambers and knee him in the balls. He bends over with his cuffed hands in front of him and I shove him to his knees. “I’ve had it with your type” I spit at him and kick him in the guts. I lean over him and laugh in his face as I tell him I have big plans for you, Bitch. I take my gardening shears and start cutting his clothes off. Stripped I enjoy another snip, Right behind the ball sack. Severing his cock and balls as he starts screaming and crying like a bitch. I kick him in the face. “I hate a whiny bitch” as I lean over him and shove his dick and balls in his mouth, “Now be a good boy and shut the fuck up”. Stuffed with his own cock and balls as the only gag needed. I grab some cotton twine used for tying a nice butterball up before the oven. I hogtie the bitch, slather him in oil and seasonings and shove a fucking roasting rod up his ass. My guys help me out with the heavy lifting and we haul him to the back where the bonfire will be. This piece of shit will be enjoyed by all tonight, “Happy Fucking Halloween, and remember: Don’t Fuck With The Queen of Sin, Bitches”.
Evil phone sex
It’s punishment time for me, I guess I haven’t been a good enough slave or whore to my master’s standards or maybe someone else complained about me but I deal with his rath. I am shaking like a leaf as I hear him come down the stairs to the mini cage I am locked in. He gets right in my face, hissing that he could just kill me. He spits on me, then grabs my hair through the bars. He starts to slam my face back and forth as I scream and scream. He is even madder now as he forces his cock through the bars and into my mouth. He uses the cage, the bars and his cock to abuse my mouth. I am wishing it would be over, but I am more than wrong. This isn’t good enough for him, he gets the electric wand and he starts making my skin burn over and over as there is nowhere I can go. He is laughing and loving it telling me to scream bitch to fucking cry bitch. And oh I am.
My Master is Evil
I hate the way they look at me. I hate the way they put their fucking eyes on me and glare at me in judgment. It makes me so fucking angry inside like I want to rip their fucking throats out. I want to crush them, but I can’t because they’re my sisters and sisters are supposed to be there for each other. What a load of fucking crap. It’s disturbing how Mom and Dad have no idea that these bitches have tortured me and ostracized me for so many years now. My sisters are what started me on my dark path. I blame them; it’s all their fault. I was regular. I was beautiful I just wasn’t pencil-thin like them. My daddy would call them radiant, and he would call me in the room. They laughed at me; they said I wasn’t popular. I always felt like I was looking up to those bitches. In my late teens is when it got evil. They both had nice pretty perky tits, and mine were too big. They would call me a waste; they said that anything bigger than a handful on a little girl is a waste. All the guys they like my big tittiess, the guys really loved my nice round dark strawberry areolas. My sisters started calling me a whore; they said I was a slut who would do anything for attention, and they disregarded me. That’s when I began killing Critters ripping them in half and watching the Blood and Guts seed out of them. That’s when I started loving the dark art. I met a guy who was much older than me, and he said that he spared me. I was going to be trained instead of slaughtered. My master is what I call him; he taught me everything I know. He told me a secret that would help me, and it still does to this day. My master said to me that I might not be able to punish my sisters because they were close to me; I would undoubtedly get to punish strangers. I found sexy little innocent blond perky titty bitches. And me and my master, we ripped them apart together. I love to beat their bodies lifeless while my master fucked them senseless. My master is a maniac; he drives his big hard cum-filled cock deep down inside of the holes that he visits. My master is hard; he’s piercing, and he likes to cut while he’s fucking. I didn’t get to punish my sisters, but I get to punish all the other girls like my sisters, and I do it so well.
Knife Play
I just love it when you bring out your extravagant knife collection. It makes my clit pulsate and drip. That barbaric look in your eyes becomes extremely fierce! Knowing I will submit fully, whilst trembling with fear. Your collection seems to be growing every week. How many knives do you have now?! I want to feel the sharp end of each and every one of them. The way you slice off my panties, with your cock throbbing is one of my favorite parts when it comes to knife play phone sex. I especially love it when you tie me up and force me to watch you sharpen and clean your beautiful knives. Then you finally come over and one of them up to my skin, without puncturing it. Grazing it across my body and you watch my face. Practically never breaking eye contact. You love to keep me in a constant state of fear when it’s knife play time. I love feeling your cock tease my sweet cunt and you scrape my tits a little with that sharp blade. I feel what it does to your body. Your body and mine for that matter. What do you have in store for me tonight?
Breaking In
You hold the knife to my warm throat as you instruct me to shut down the alarm system. That is how a lot of my home invasion phone sex fantasies begin. You know that you hold all of the power when you slip in and place the blade to my pulse like that. For a moment I think to hit the panic code, but I feel that you will find a special way to torture me if I make that mistake. Once it’s all clear you use your knife to slash my gown and also to tear off my panties.
You march me to the sofa and then I see your partner is bringing down my roommate. She looks as shaken as I am. You laugh and tell us to save our tears because it’s going to be a long night. Your partner orders my roommate to lay on her back on the coffee table. He presses the silver blade into her lower stomach and traces her cunt in a fresh blood trail. I’m wrenched up by my hair and pushed to her body to lap up the blood at knife point.

















