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Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies Because Revenge is Therapeutic

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex fantasies I consider my specialty. And as a sexy switch, I can be your accomplice or your victim. But honestly, I prefer to be the accomplice nowadays. Perhaps, I am biased, but I think I make a good accomplice because of all the shit I have seen and experienced in my life.

I know how to kidnap or lure girls or women to their slaughter or sexual abuse. And I know how to inflict pain, torture and suffering because for decades I subjected myself to it with the company I kept. It takes someone who has been through all the sick and depraved shit men want to do to women and girls to be a good accomplice.

And I know that any encounter with the wrong man, might end me right back to being an owned slave again. So, I try to be careful with the assignments I take. This week a new man hired me for noble reasons. And that alone made me take the job. He did not want to molest, fuck or otherwise abuse a girl or a woman. He wanted revenge on the ex-boyfriend who almost killed his coed daughter.

Revenge snuff sex might be my favorite thing. Because of the way I look, I easily lured the ex-boyfriend back to my place, where my client waited patiently. A little bit of chloroform knocked him out long enough to strip him naked and tie him up. When he woke up, he realized he had been set up. He saw the father of the ex-girlfriend he beat up.

Sometimes a Revenge Fantasy Turns Out to Be Cathartic for Me

So, the first thing I did was put a ton of oranges in a pillowcase and beat this loser black and blue like he did my client’s daughter. This is a trick for women who cannot throw a good punch. My victim screamed in pain as I cracked his ribs. But I had only just begun. I mutilated his cock and balls, so he would never force himself on a woman again.

This assignment provided a much needed cathartic release for me. I treated this guy like my father. So, I gave him some cock and ball torture sex. I carved his ex-girlfriend’s name on his cock. And I deflated his balls with a chemical castration. If you block the air flow to a guy’s balls long enough, they deflate and lose all their power and semen. He will never hurt another woman again.

Although I wanted to kill him, my client wanted him to suffer eternally and have a constant reminder of his daughter who he almost killed. I did take his money for this job. However, I would have done it for free because it felt like therapy for me. I wished my client had been my father. He actually cares about his daughter.

Evil Phone Sex Because Being Good is No Fun

evil phone sexEvil phone sex because why not? This is a fantasy phone line. We can get as dark as you want. However, you can only be my accomplice or my victim. And I am not looking for a boyfriend or even a lover. I am looking for an equally evil mind or a depraved masochist. But I get disappointed a lot. And when I get disappointed, I kill. I must take my frustration out on someone.

Damien seemed promising.  I mean the name alone conjures up images of evil. He hired me to kill his ex-business partner who screwed him over and disappeared with a several million dollars, bankrupting his business. Even though he bounced back eventually, for years he dreamed of revenge. He saw my mercenary ad, and thought I could help find his ex-partner.

I am more than just a sadistic phone sex killer. My skills also include tracking. And I found his former partner, in the next state with a new identity. But a stolen identity. And I thought Damien would act happier that I found him so quickly. But he got cold feet. He tried to renege on our agreement and not pay me the rest of the money he owed me. It does not work like that. I have a strict no refund policy. If he did not want me to kill his ex-partner, then I told him I would kill him. He laughed at me like this was a game.

People Who Underestimate Me Always Pay the Price

Men always underestimate me. And that pisses me off more than trying to back out of a deal. So, I showed Damien how evil I could be. I gutted him like a pig. Slowly too. Huge knife in his belly button that I moved all the way up his sternum. His entrails spilled out of his body and onto the floor. He had this amazed look on his face. But he asked for it. I laughed as he tried to hold his guts in. However, he could not do that. The dude literally spilled his guts on his kitchen floor.

Although I did not get to savor the torture sex like usual, he had to die. Impulse kills seem less satisfying to this evil bitch. But sometimes a man just needs to die. And Damien needed to die. Biggest disappointment ever. Let this be a warning to you. Do not renege on an agreement. And never underestimate me.

Bondage Phone Sex Transported Me Back to Medieval Torture Times

bondage phone sexIn theory, one would thing bondage phone sex might not be so bad. However, when you are a druggy whore desperate for a fix, things often turn violent. When I applied for the underground bondage shoot, I only thought about the money. Nothing else entered my mind. And that turned out to be another “me bad.” moment. When I am jonesing for a fix, and desperate for money, I never weigh the consequences in my head.

You would think by now, I would learn. But no. Druggy whores make notoriously bad decisions. This photographer tied me up with my legs and arms stretched so far out that I felt like I was on one of those medieval torture sex racks. It felt like if he tied me any tighter, my limbs would rip off my body. And as much as that hurt, it did not compare to the whipping he gave me. More like a violent lashing.

This Druggy Whore’s 9 Lives Will Run Out Soon

For a moment, I felt transported back to the 1800s. I felt like a slave who had tried to run away or did not pick enough cotton. Every lash he gave me, my skin ripped open. I could feel the blood running down my bag and my legs. And at one point, I almost bit my tongue off from the jolt of pain. This was no bondage shoot. The photographer tortured me. Tore opened my flesh. And he would not let me get high first to dull the pain. But even pain sluts have their limits.

For hours he whipped the flesh off my body. At least that was how it felt. I cried. And I screamed. Even prayed to a god I do not believe in to relieve my suffering. Honestly, I thought this might turn into a snuff porn. Eventually, he let me go. But I could barely crawl out of his dungeon. And as I did, I left a trail of blood behind me.

Dark Desires: A Teen’s Twisted Fantasy

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What’s up, you filthy fuckers! I’m a goth teen slut, ready to fulfill your darkest home invasion fantasy.

I’m alone in my bedroom, dressed in my tight leather gear, craving some rough action. Suddenly, a dominant stud breaks into my room, ready to take what he wants.

He pushes me against the wall, my body pressed against the cold surface. His hands grip my throat, choking me as he kisses me hard, his tongue invading my mouth. I struggle, but it only fuels his desire.

This isn’t your ordinary teenage romance, you sick fucks. It’s a hardcore BDSM fantasy. He ties me up, spanks my ass, and fucks me hard, leaving me begging for more.

So, you twisted perverts, if you’re into this taboo shit, let’s make it real. I’ll be your submissive teen, waiting to be taken and marked as yours. Let’s create a memory (or nightmare) that’ll leave us both breathless.

Kidnapping Phone Sex Almost Turned Deadly for Me

kidnapping phone sexKidnapping phone sex was not on my bingo card last night. I planned a nice night in with my two sons and my husband. For once, I had plenty of blow too. But my husband wanted some champagne, and all we had on hand appeared to be rum and wine. So, I volunteered to go to the liquor store since they stayed open until 11 pm last night. Gave me some time to do some coke.

However, I never made it to the liquor store. I got a flat tire, and a couple offered me a ride since it was cold and raining. They looked dressed up for a party. I texted my husband about the car and that I hitched a ride with a nice couple and would be home soon. But I never returned home until this morning. And luckily my family fell asleep waiting for me. I do not think they even went looking for me.

This couple took me to their place under the rouse that she forgot her purse. And since my clothes got soaked, she invited me in so she could give me some warmer clothes. I thought she seemed so nice. Snuff sex never occurred to me. Perhaps, she was nice. But her husband turned out to be a nightmare. He grabbed me, tossed me on the floor and ripped my clothes off. But his wife just stood there frozen. She seemed scared of her husband. Too scared to help me. And I understood.

I Almost Died on New Year’s Eve

While her husband force fucked my ass and my cunt, she looked at me with eyes that told me she felt bad she could not help me. Her husband appeared to be a very violent man who enjoys preying on women. I tried to fight him. But he had strength and size on his side. For a bit, I thought I might die. He had more than just rape phone sex fantasies for me. He wanted to snuff me out. It seemed to me that he wanted to ring in the new year killing a bitch. And he almost did.

While his hands started to choke me, he thrust his cock in my ass. I passed out a few times. And when I did, he slapped me awake. However, the last time he slapped me awake, his wife hit him on the head with something, saving my life. But in saving my life, she put her life in danger. Clearly her man is a sadist. I pleaded with her to run with me. She could stay with my family until she could get her own place. But she had other plans. She gave me the keys to their car so I could get home.

I was not even behind the wheel of their car when I heard the gunshot. And I can only assume she killed the man who almost ended my life. Worst New Year’s Eve of my life. But not sure what was worse. Almost dying or realizing my family never called the police or even worried about me when I never came home.

Accomplice phone sex – we’ll get that puff pussy swollen

I am your Accomplice phone sex queen. I remember the day I spotted her, that innocent little lamb, playing on the swings, her bare pussy as smooth as porcelain. I knew she was perfect for you, my loyal guests, who crave the taste of the taboo. I lured her into my den, and she has been mine ever since, her innocence a tantalizing treat for those who dare to explore their deepest, darkest desires.Accomplice phone sex

You see, I understand your tastes. The thrill of the forbidden, the allure of the innocent, the pleasure in the pain. And I want to watch you destory innocent little pussy with that big hard cock. Together, we’ll transform that innocent lamb into a submissive slave whore and eventually she will be begging for your cum.

I’ll guide your cock into that tight little hole, feeling her walls clench around you, her body trembling with fear and Daddy, I don’t want you to go easy on her. I want to you fuck her as hard as possible and if she can handle it then we’ll keep her around and if not, I just throw her out and get a new one. There are plenty of little bitches out there and I know all the ways to get them on their knees and your cock down their throat. Those whores will beg for your Torture sex!

 

Torture Phone Sex Fuck Doll Geneva Pays Rent

Torture Phone Sex fuck doll Geneva has a few uses. One of those uses is simply to fuck her ass over and over. And over again until it’s a swollen prolapsed mess. This is what my landlord recently decided. This was as an offer as pay off for back rent.

Back rent means taking the back door of a filthy little bimbo. This was what he was saying as I was being ushered back into my apartment when I tried sneaking away to avoid confrontation. It was my sleazy landlord and five of his sleazy fucking friend’s.

As soon as I was pushed back inside my back door of the apartment they stripped me. Then I was forced down on my knees and the guys all pulled their dicks out and started to piss on me. As these sleazy men continued to have their way with me, some in my mouth and others fingering me.

Finally my ass was forced into the air and they all continued to pound my asshole out until the wee hours of the Morning. This was my Happy New Years and new used whore for the sleaze lords of my hood.

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An Ass Rape Porn Star is Born Every Day

ass rape pornAlthough I have made a ton of ass rape porn movies in my life, I now help recruit the next generation of hardcore anal stars. Sometimes, I will be out shopping or having dinner out and I will see an ass to die for on a young girl. So, when I do, I snap pictures discreetly and send them out to folks who often hire me as their accomplice. Did you know for the right price, you too can hire a woman like me to help you with your dark needs?

At Target last week, I saw the perfect girl for one of my clients. When I sent her picture to him, he responded back, “Name your price.” I figured he would want her. So, I followed her home. Her parents were with her, so I tailed them to see where they lived. And for the next several days, I stalked the family. Learned their schedule. Figured out the code to the front door. Staked out the house. Basic recon skills an accomplice phone sex partner must have to fly under the radar.

Finally, Saturday night, I grabbed her. Pretty little thing. Parents never should have left her alone. Too young to be on her own even if for just an hour or so. The world is filled with bad people like me and my client. I drugged the girl so I could get her out easily and to my client’s place. He almost came in his pants when he saw her in the flesh. She slowly woke up, and once she realized she had been kidnapped, she screamed. But I put a ball gag in her mouth to muffle her.

Men Like You, Need a Woman Like Me to Fulfill Your Dark Needs

My partner in crime ripped her closes off and took her ass for a spin. She cried and screamed, but I muffled her. He took that ass for test ride while I set up the camera equipment. You cannot film such taboo and illegal things like young teen rape porn on your cell phone. That’s rule number 1. He lasted much longer on round two, which I filmed. According to him, he wanted to last longer in her ass when I filmed our illicit porn. Made sense. Get that first cum out of the way.

How long do you think you would last in a tight virgin asshole? He paid me more than triple my normal asking fee since I took this one rather quickly for him. Little anal cock tease cried and whimpered for the solid 30 minutes he lasted in her tight puckered hole. Another ruined asshole and another happy client.

Fantasy Phone Sex Lets You and Me Explore Our Dark Desires

fantasy phone sexFantasy phone sex lets us go dark. And as dark as you want too. But I should warn you, I am not for the faint of heart. I will kill a man for calling me babe, honey, sweetheart or any other sappy pet name. You can be one of two things in my life. My accomplice or my victim. I do not participate in fuck calls. Not your girlfriend. Not your BFF either.

Sometimes I swear men bait me into killing or torturing them. I am clear about my rules. I know men seem accustomed to groping, kissing, and fucking women, but if you hire me as your accomplice or your dark mistress, you best keep your hands to yourself.

Nick understood my rules. Or so he said. However, when we met, the first thing he called me was “babe.” So, I gave him a gentle warning. And a look that should have signaled to him that he better not do that again. He hired me to make a snuff porn of his ex-wife. Apparently, she enjoys bleeding him dry and blackmailing him for embezzling some money from a charitable organization. This guy came across as a tool. But he paid me good money to kill his ex-wife.

Men Can Be My Victim or My Accomplice

However, when he grabbed my ass, I decided he could keep the other half of the money he owed me because I intended to kill him. But I wanted the ex to help me. So, I waited until we broke into her house in the middle of the night. And let me tell you she wanted to help me after I told her he hired me to kill her. But I had a change of heart.

I gave her the knives I planned on using on her. By this time, I had her ex-husband naked and tied to a living room chair. She agreed easily to kill her ex with my assistance. So, I told her extreme cock and ball torture sex first. Kick him in the balls repeatedly until he pisses blood. Then, I suggested neutering him. However, she just sliced his entire cock off. What happened next amused me. She shoved his severed dick in his mouth and told him to choke on it. Clearly, she held some hostile feelings for her ex that I could harness.

She tortured him for a couple hours before she gave him the fatal stab. I helped her dispose of his body so that he would never be seen again. And to explain the blood stains, I had her call the police about a home intruder who she stabbed but he fled. I felt confident that his body and severed cock would never be found.

Money is not everything. Because sometimes, a man is too stupid to live. Would that be you too?

Torture Sex is Dangerous When Women Do the Torturing

torture sexTorture sex seems worse when the person torturing you is a woman. Women are the cruelest to other women. I was not even looking for trouble or drugs. My son gave me a great supply of pink cocaine to last me through the new year. So, when I went out on Christmas Eve, I just wanted some one to fuck. My sons spent the night out of town with their father because a snowstorm prevented them from safely getting home. They went to see one of their aunts and got stranded.

But I wanted to fuck. And no one was around to help me out, so I went to a bar. Honestly, I figured Christmas Eve the bar would be packed. However, that did not appear to be the case. The bar had no good men. But I did meet a hot woman. And she wanted to fuck. I went back to her place with her. I should have known better. Women can be dangerous, especially to a druggy ass rape porn star.

Women Prove to be a Bigger Threat to a Woman Than a Man

She spiked my drink and tied me up. I was lucid, but unable to fight. Whatever she gave me acted like a paralytic drug. I could not feel anything at first. But that was a blessing in disguise because this bitch fisted me. She shoved her fist up my ass and my cunt. At one point she had both fists inside my fuck holes. And she got a kick out of acting like I was her puppet. I could feel the pain of two fists in me at once, but I was powerless to do anything about it.

For hours she fisted my cunt and ass. My asshole prolapses easily because of the abuse it gets from my son and drug dealers. So, my entire prolapsed asshole covered her fist like a hood. She had this sick laugh about her. A kind of evil laugh that made me fear that my hook-up might want me to star in her next snuff porn.

Eventually she passed out. Thank, God. But it took awhile before I could escape because of the drug she gave me. But once I could move my legs again, I fled her place. When will I ever learn.