When a brother is a sadistic fuck like my uncle, he makes Ass rape porn using his little sister. Knowing your mom is a cock whore gave him the idea to get her fucked up so he could end up using me. Since I was young he told me we were just going to roleplay and have fun. He tied me up and said he was the bad guy and we were playing a kidnapping game. Right away he ripped my panties off with a knife and started spanking my bottom so hard I started crying telling him to stop. I cried out for my mom but he just laughed and set a camera up. Mom wasn’t coming, she was too busy getting high. He put the knife to my neck and told me he was going to fullfil his Rape phone sex fantasies with me and if i told anyone he would slice my throat open. He spread my ass cheeks and licked my butthole a bit, making me wiggle and giggle, so I thought maybe we were still playing a game. I was wrong he stuffed his hard big brother meat inside my asshole ripping me open. I screamed but it only made him fuck my asshole harder. I could smell blood and before he filled my asshole up he wrapped his hands around my neck making me pass out.
Category: Sadistic phone sex
Knife Play Phone Sex for Easter is Bloody Fun
Knife play phone sex on Easter? I think religious holidays are the perfect hunting days. Little girls dressed in pretty, white dresses. Cute little Mary Jane shoes on. Ribbons or barrettes in their hair. Cotton panties. No bra because they have no tits yet. They look so innocent and cute, right? Imagine their blood all over that pretty white dress? I hope that gives you an erection, because it makes my cunt drip. I got in my car this morning and drove two hours away to nab a little slut in her Sunday best clothes. She even had on some white gloves. She was walking by herself carrying her Easter basket. I guess there was some Easter egg hunt nearby and she got lost. I told her I was with the church, and she got in my car. No stranger danger at all. Stupid cunt was going to get what she deserved. Death. I was solo on this one, but trust me, before I made her a snuff porn star. It would have been more fun with you. You could have fucked her little cunt and ass before I chopped her up. Nothing like virgin blood. I drove her to my kill shack. She never got scared until in my cabin and I tied her down. Took her a long time to realize I was a bad woman. Even with my Goth look, little girls do not have the same stranger danger for me that they do for men. I make a great accomplice for that reason. I just felt like killing a little angel on Easter. Clearly, I am not religious. I did hurl some blasphemous things to the little cunt as I stabbed her repeatedly. Her hot blood sprayed my body. Her screams were deafening, but unheard. We were in the middle of nowhere. Another dead cunt bled out. I am sure she will be missed, but not by me. Now, I am in a blasphemy phone sex mood. Should we destroy some cunts together?
I Never Thought You Would Stab Me In the Back!
I thought we were both having fun. We had victims galore, young clueless girls who didn’t know that not all strangers were helpful and nice. They saw that I was young like them and didn’t have any reservations when I wanted to take them to a secondary location. Once we got them inside, it was over for them. We tied them up or let them run around the house. No matter what, you always ended up skinning one of them and stabbing them to death. When you would let me, I would stun them and slice their throats so they can bleed out like a pig. Now that we haven’t had any good catches lately, you have been moving your gaze towards me. You don’t care that I was your lead to find young girls. You have an urge and you need to fulfill it. That’s why I’m in the chair where I have tied countless girls before, scared to see whether you will skin my face or my tits first.
Bondage Phone Sex Can Get Kinky and Painful with Me
Bondage phone sex can get kinky with me. I am a submissive milf and a druggy whore. When I saw what this dude was paying for a few hours of bondage, I jumped at the chance to be his model. I know better. It is not that I do not think about the possible consequences. It is that my need for coke supersedes all reason. I called the number in the ad, and I was on a set an hour later. I have done a lot of bondage porn in my life. I figured I’d be tied up uncomfortably for a few hours, but I would have money for coke. I am a taboo phone sex whore. Bondage is not even close to the worst thing I have done for coke. I showed up at the warehouse and heard screams. That should have been my red flag, but I assumed someone was making a snuff movie. Turned out this was some Hostel fucking shit. Have you ever seen that film? Folks with money pay to explore their perversions on folks without money. For the right price, you can buy whatever you want, even another human being. I was ushered into a room where I waited what seemed like an eternity for some masked man to enter. Now, I was saying, “Oh, shit.” This man did not pay for bondage. He paid for snuff and torture. I was just the product that was bought and sold. I was tied to a spreader bar with a ball gag in my mouth while some psychopath in a mask practiced his torture sex techniques on me. He pulled my finger and toe nails off with pliers. He fucked my pee hole. He shoved a baseball bat up my ass. He burned my flesh with a cigarette. He put bleach in my asshole. The money was not worth the pain. It never is yet I keep doing stupid shit to get high. When will I ever learn?
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You need a hot slut that will push your limits and turn you into the sex crazed monster that you are. I will Give you a taste of Accomplice phone sex. I know you crave sick, twisted sex and all that in encompasses.
I know your inner whore!
Have you ever had the urge to strangle the bitch that you were fucking, Well baby with me as your date you can finally live out that twisted fantasy. I will even hold the little cunts arms above her head while you slowly watch her struggle then fade.
Lets get really nasty.
I know the idea of fucking her as she wiggles, pleads and cries makes you Kinky cock hard. Let me be your Hot goth side kick. I will even polish that cock when our dirty deeds are done.
Domination Phone Sex with a Sexy, Deviant Switch
As a sexy, deviant switch, I sometimes crave domination phone sex. I can be your accomplice too. I love to help men explore their rape fantasies for young girls. But I like a little pain occasionally too. I went looking for trouble the other night. I got on Fet Life and looked for some playmates. I found a hot couple who lived near me who wanted to play with a hot busty blonde. I went to their house. I knew it was a risk. It was not my first rodeo. I had a knife and pepper spray with me. I have learned that when you travel in my circles, you need to be prepared. Things are not always as they appear. One moment you are having rough sex, the next moment you are a snuff porn star.
Turns out, I was prepared for nothing. This couple was harmless. Okay, not harmless, but they were not murderers. They were into slave training, however. The man had a beautiful cock, so I was willing to endure some pain to ride that big cock. While I was worshiping his asshole, his sexy bitch wife whipped my back and ass. I was determined to show this this man that I was a hotter bitch than his wife. I did not say that out loud, however, because that is how you get yourself killed. She pegged my ass too while I sucked her husband’s throbbing cock. The more he moaned, the harder she fucked my ass. She was jealous. That was the reaction I was hoping for. Jealousy makes women fuck me harder, whip me harder, do everything harder. I am a pain slut, and I was craving it.
She turned me into her ass rape porn star. She ravaged my ass with a 10-inch dildo. She grabbed my tits too with her long red claws as I fucked her hubby. I had two cocks of sorts inside me a once. He came inside me, and she licked it out of me. She was greedy for her husband’s seed. I still have a sore asshole and some bruising, but I am a pain slut and I got just what I needed that night.
Horny Whore Bloody phone sex Queen
Maybe I’m odd but Blood phone sex queen needs to feel skin torn and cunts busted. Some people like a gentle touch but it’s simply not enough for my filthy Bondage seeking body. Romance is garbage. I need rough tough fucking, choking until you see me piss myself and convulse on your throbbing cock. Remind me, my life isn’t worth the effort your putting forth to take it but the only way I know I’m worth shit is on your cock. My life is only worth living to entertain you and tell me just what a pathetic cum whore I am. Spit on my face and piss in my mouth. Tell me how my life being drained thrills your cock and leaks precum from your nuts.
Gothic Phone Sex with the Undead Living Dead Doll
Gothic Phone sex is exciting. A taste of the dark side. Most normals won’t dare to venture into my darkened cave of torture and sin. On occasion I get the desire to post ads for finding my playthings, or rather “Victims”.
One advertisement I posted was for a BDSM model. I required a signature to the contract in their blood. The contract wasn’t thoroughly read as I kinda persuaded them to just sign it as I worked my special wicked skills on him. He was throbbing hard from the first view of me in my gothic dress.
Men are so weak for the unobtainable. That and for female dominance. This was an easy one for my snuff filming of a blockbuster. Some torture, pain, and mutilation. He screamed so much. Begged and pleaded for it to stop. I walked over to him and put the consent form in his face and told him he signed his death warrant so just enjoy the ride.
Tied to a pentagram. Tortured by a Satanic Goddess. Getting my full attention is what his cock told me he wanted. He got it and the attention of many views. This was his dream come true and he ended with a castrated, scorched and burned sack. His cock flesh was shredded and his anus was completely destroyed.
His final moments were his decapitated head with brain stem intact, watching his final demise. He felt me chainsaw his limbs. One by One. Cut off and fed into a mulching machine. Then his head I used as my urinal before I took the sledge hammer to it.
Knife Play Phone Sex: My Brother’s Fetish…
My brother is the one who got me addicted to knife play phone sex and stocking fucking! My brother has a thing for my stocking covered cunny and I know that’s what started my knife play phone sex fascination. He always found a way to get me alone after church to molest my little twat by sticking his hand in my stockings. Mom and dad would be busy talking with church elders and he would be busy fingering me between my stockings and my cotton panties. After mom died and daddy started abusing me, my brother started getting more and more like daddy. He would tell me to sleep in my stockings so he could come in at night and fondle my bald twat, sometimes even sliding his favorite knife against my throat. My brother’s cock would be rock hard against my hose covered ass; I could tell he loved feeling the texture against his naked cock.
One night when I thought I was alone, he came in my room with his knife in hand. I was petrified by the evil in his eyes, I knew I was in for torture sex. My brother took his favorite knife and slit a hole in my stockings, before I could scream, he slid his cock in me. I knew all the stocking play was leading to this, him force fucking my holes and letting his cum leak out into my nude pantyhose. My brother is the reason I’m addicted to knife play phone sex that eventually turns into bloody phone sex full of ass rape porn.
Strangulation Phone Sex Led to My Erotic Asphyxiation Fetish
Strangulation phone sex is not as popular as some other kinks and fetishes, but it is something I enjoy. I have long been into erotic asphyxiation. I got into it after meeting John. He was an occasional drug dealer I saw in my early 20s. I was dating my husband, but I was a huge coke fiend. I know I still am, but back then I would have sold my first born for a fix. I let John do anything he wanted. He was into choking bitches until they passed out. I was one such bitch. In the moment, I thought I might die. I was not a seasoned pain slut yet. I have grown into the snuff sex queen you know now. John liked his hands around my throat when his cock penetrated my pussy and ass. He would slip in and out of both holes. John was white, but he had a thick and long cock that filled my holes up perfectly. I was not a mommy yet, so I had tight holes. I sometimes joke that John made it easier for me to have natural births with my sons, LOL. For about two years, John would fuck me and strangle me simultaneously. I would pass out, wake up and pass out again. I had to wear scarves around my neck for years to hide the purple ligature marks. After he left my life and Marcus became my main drug dealer, I was desperate for strangulation again. Marcus was not into that. He liked his women awake when he pounded their fuck holes. He taught me, however, to strangle myself. I had no clue that I could cum so hard. I used silk scarves, pantyhose and my husband’s ties to strangle myself while I masturbated. I still masturbate like that sometimes. What can I say? I am a kinky, taboo phone sex woman.