Category: Strangulation phone sex

Accomplice Phone Sex Calls Make Life Interesting

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex makes life more interesting for us both. Although once upon a time, I never thought I could violate other girls for clients like men violated me for decades. But it became easier with time. And profitable with time too. Men pay me on and off the phone to make their dark desires come true. Or at least feel real.

I am limited on the phone about what I can do or how far I can go. However, in my personal life when a man hires me to help him with his snuff or rape fantasies, I am not bound by the same rules I am on a call. And that means I can help men make their darkest fantasies come true. Trevor is a repeat client. He hired me last year for a teen rape porn he wanted to make. And this week he hired me to make another one. Just this time with his niece.

And when he showed me her picture, I understood why. Blonde, blue-eyed, hot teen slut. And a cheerleader too. The Lolita of mature men’s wet dreams. We talked about it and agreed on a price. I planned to lure her away and he would meet us. But his face would be covered, and he would not speak so she could not ID her uncle as her attacker if he decided to let her live. He said he could kill her, but I doubted that he had that in him. At least not for his niece.

As Your Accomplice, I Snuff Your Problems Away

But I was wrong. She could ID him based on his smell. Even though he never spoke, and she was blind folded, his scent gave him away. Now, we had to make our teen porn a snuff porn. Because he paid me so well, I killed her for him. But I sent him home first, so he had an alibi. And I kept her alive for another 2 days to ensure he would not be a suspect. I am still not as comfortable snuffing bitches as most men are, but I value my job as an accomplice. So, I kill your problem one way or another.

I douched her cunt to clean out his DNA. And I strangled her with my bra. Dumped her body in a field. When ever someone finds her body, her estimated time of death will be when my client had an alibi. Told you. I take my role as your accomplice seriously.

Sex with dead bodies in abundance with Mistress Roxy

Sex with dead bodies is my business, and business is booming. As a Mistress, I get all sorts who need my expertise. And I don’t judge honey, I know it’s more than a desire or an addiction, it’s a way of life. Playing with the dead is the only way that really makes you cum. Let me flood your senses with the stench of death.Sex with dead bodies

Many of my clients are into some seriously twisted shit. They want to torture these poor bitches before fucking their cold, stiff corpses. They want to make them suffer and scream, to completely break their spirits, before violating their dead flesh. That’s where I come in.

As a Snuff sex Goddess, I’m not just the provider of dead little sluts but an instructor on how to play with them. I’ll guide you in all the best ways to torture their little twats until their last moments. That way you can have a complete experience. I let my johns do what they want with them. Fuck their bloody holes, laugh as they spasm and twitch, enjoying their last moments of life before snuffing them out entirely. And you know what? I love every minute of it!

 

Domination Phone Sex with a Druggy Whore

domination phone sexA woman like me needs domination phone sex. At least that’s what men tell me all the time. Although I have a submissive side, I am mostly only a subby whore for coke. My need for coke makes me do anything. Snuff flicks, BDSM shoots, rough anal sex, gang bangs… You get the idea. When you are desperate for a fix, you will do anything for it.

Last night, I could not find anyone who would trade me coke for my pussy. So, I whored myself out at the truck stop in the warehouse district. That’s the seedy part of town. Lots of bad shit has happened to me in the abandoned warehouses along the river. But this truck stop is new. And I know lot lizards usually work the truck stops. I am a coke whore, but I do not do meth or smack. So, I look good. And I knew I would be better looking than any lot lizard.

The Things I do For Coke Will Kill Me Soon

I charged $50 to fuck and $25 for a blowjob. Cheap prices because I needed to be competitive. I was competing with trashy whores. The first 8 guys I fucked seemed normal. They just wanted to treat me like their ass rape porn star. However, the last truck had two black men. Big and burly. And mean as fuck. But I needed their money to get the coke I wanted. So, I let them get rough with me. I think they hated white bitches because they came close to killing me.

When they put both of their black cocks down my throat, they almost suffocated me with their balls. Big black balls blocked my nose. And I passed out a couple times. But they would wake me up by slapping my face and punching my belly. I puked a few times from the sucker punches. But they did that to me for hours. I became their gangbang rape porn star. But I had no choice. I needed coke for the weekend. So, I did what I always do. Went home and did coke to dull the pain then started fucking teenage boys

The Quiet Whore: A Suffocation Fantasy

Suffocation phone sexYou filthy freaks might think I’m just another bitch, but I’m a fucking masochist, craving pain and punishment. I get off on being broken, a worthless whore ready to serve. I was suspended, whipped, and sodomized, a real bitch’s treat. But like a dumb slut, I screamed, so my Master taught me a lesson, a rubber suit, a tight-as-fuck prison.I couldn’t breathe, a fucking suffocation game, and he wanted me dead quiet. My eyes, little slits, watched as he dumped my ass in a coffin, a real bitch’s nightmare. He shut the lid, daring me to scream, a fucking mind game. I held my breath, conserving oxygen, knowing resistance was futile. The lack of air, a dark pleasure, made me weak, and I passed out.Waking up, still in the coffin, I heard his laughter, a cruel fuck. Then, freedom, stripped and whipped again, but this time, I stayed quiet, a good bitch. My flesh ripped, I took the pain, a true submissive. So, you wanna break me? Bring it on, you pathetic losers!

 

Deny my right to breathe? Yes please. Give me Suffocation Phone Sex

So there is this really cool toy I have found recently. Great to talk about with Suffocation Phone Sex. Cause it’ll leave you breathless (see what I did there 😉 )

It’s a latex wall. Basically, this giant latex sheet drops on you, and you are against a wall with tiny holes in it. The holes are mainly used to suck the air out from under the latex sheet.

So basically, you are locked in place with the latex sheet covering your entire body. And you can’t breathe. While this sheet just locks around you, you are immobile.

Sometimes my Dom want’s to leave the suction on longer to see what I can take. Just to see if I’ll actually cross that bridge to the afterlife, only for him to pull me back.

Shit is like a drug.Suffocation Phone Sex

Necrophilia phone sex dead and gone never coming down.

Necrophilia phone sex             Necrophilia phone sex dead and gone never coming down. Now that is the first thing to remember when you get to be dead and gone. Talk about a stiff cock, hard as rock. At the same time, when I take your life to be sure you will be hard, and I will have ridden you to death.      

            Drop a house on you. Just my cunt.  Tight as a vice grip around your cock. May not be pumping but rigor mortis will be setting in. Keep it stiff. First this is the beginning of the fun.

            Before you are dead and gone, going to have you as my very own helper in your demise. Shall it be suffocation. As soon as I start fucking your cock pulling your face between my tits. Suffocation phone sex will be the death of you for now at least.

            Death with your cock buried deep inside of me. At the same time, I am riding you my tits will be squeezing in on you pressing in tight. Thighs gripping you. Crushing your ribs. Cutting off your air in all directions. Suffocating you, until finally ding dong your dead and my cunt has you secure for the riding pleasure.

            It must be remembered you died with a smile on your face, a mouthful of tit, and more importantly your cock in a pussy.

Kidnapping Phone Sex Murder is the Best Snuff Fantasy

With a taboo hot time like Kidnapping phone sex I get excited. When I get excited my pussy gets wet. and this wet whore pussy is glistening and open with the thoughts of being violated violently I tend to get hard nipples.

Obviously my body will always ruin my denial of wanting the violent fucking men wish to serve me. Well, really I am here to serve their needs. So when I am encountered in a dark corridor walking home from the club, it serves me right.

Some would like to say that I am setting myself up for these situations of torture and violation. Maybe that is true. After all the subconscious mind is more in control than most realize. My wildest wet dreams are always bloody and violent.

Just last night I was grabbed from the street and pulled into a dark alley. These two guys were relentless in their groping at my tits. Hand over my mouth and switchblade to my neck. My body was squeezed, pinched, slapped, punched and even cut.

Finally after their foreplay of beating the fuck out of me they fucked me. One big dick in my ass making me moan like a whore while the other took my cunt. My fucking whore body pissed them off because I came as their rape fantasy was ruined due to me liking it.

Kidnapping Phone Sex

Strangulation Phone Sex Fantasies Can Be Deadly

Strangulation phone sex can be hot. However, you need to be with someone who knows how to do it right, so you do not die. I have had years of breath play with men. Not my favorite thing to let you do to me, but sometimes I have no choice. I owe this girl money for coke. And she got sick of my excuses for why I had not paid her yet.

So, she gave me a way to work off the money I owe her instead. She wanted a seasoned whore for a strangulation porn. However, it would be a young coed strangling me. I guess this girl paid her to make her strangle fantasy seem real. Trust fund girl. But the woman I owe money too did not want to be the girl’s co-star. And I did not want to be either. She looked far too young to know how to strangle safely.

I feared her strangle fantasy would turn into a snuff porn. And my 9-lives will run out soon. So, to sweeten the deal she offered to not only settle my debt but give me a very large bag of coke. So, I agreed to do the movie. The young girl looked good too. Cute coed. Girl-next door vibe. But when the camera rolled, I found nothing cute about her anymore. At one point I thought she might crush my windpipe.

Breath Play and Strangle Fantasies are Hot with the Right Partner

She did not look as strong as she was. That took me by surprise. I passed out a few times. She would revive me with a cattle proud to my cunt. That wakes you up quickly. I tried to just focus on the coke. That’s the only reason I did this. If she had not offered up a half a brick of coke, I would have stolen the money from my husband to pay her off. And in hindsight, that would have been the smart move.

But I don’t make smart moves. I make snuff movies instead. I really thought this would be how I died. Some spoiled rich bitch would strangle me to death. But the woman I owed money to stopped her before she choked the life out of me. Good thing it is winter. I had to hide the big purple ring around my throat with a scarf or my husband would wonder what the fuck I did.

Sex with dead bodies is something Master & I can’t stop

Sex with dead bodiesSex with dead bodies, the taste of death on his lips is pure ecstasy. My Master gave me this addiction, forced me at first and now I crave it constantly.  

With each new torture session, I could taste the fear in the air. The victims, locked in their final moments, begging for mercy, I became increasingly aroused. I was familiar with the routine, and it excited me more than anything.

As I felt myself getting hotter, I relished the sight of Master slicing through her skin with a rusted scalpel, the smell of her thick blood permeating the room. The woman would whimper as he dipped the blade in her now empty eye socket, me cutting in as well, making her writhe in a mix of searing pain and increasing sexual pleasure.

She was mine to devour, and I knew it. I reveled in her screams, the sound echoing through the room, fueling my own dark desires. I felt compelled to come closer, to explore this strange allure that her body held in its new, lifeless state.

When the poor soul finally let out her final gasp, the room became eerily still. Master turned to me, a wicked grin on his face. “Well, my dear, that’s the last one. Any requests for the next batch?” He asked playfully, raising an eyebrow in amusement as he tugged at the chains binding me.

“Alive, of course,” I whispered, my eyes wide and innocent behind the facade of my eagerness. Master knew exactly what I wanted, and he was more than happy to oblige.

Master allowed me to have a taste of our sweet victim. I got on top of her, I could feel the warmth draining from her cunt. I grinded, harder and harder. I climaxed but I kept going. It’s not enough just one. If I am a good Snuff sex slave he will allow me to cum hundreds of times. And when I am riding a dead body, I definitely do.

 

Rape phone sex fantasies is what my friend’s dad used me for

Some daddies have Rape phone sex fantasies about their young daughters. I found out when I spent the night at my friend’s house. Even though I went there to get away from my sadistic unc, I didn’t get away from being tortured. After dinner we got warm hot coco. But something was off, my friend passed out. She didn’t even move at all when I shook her. Only a few minutes passed before her daddy walked in. I told him I didn’t know what happened, but he just laughed. Then he pulled his knife out and his cock. “Bitch you’re mine tonight” he said laughing as he jerked off. Although I was scared, I knew what was coming. I was going to be fucked hard.

Rape phone sex fantasies

Even if I didn’t want it, her daddy holding the knife was going to force me. “No one would hear you, if you decided to scream” he smirked and said. I know this abuse way too well. Therefore, I got on my knees and let him choke me with his cock. His big hard pcock was so deep down my throat, that I couldn’t breathe. Tears streamed down my face, but I kept sucking his dick. “If you know what’s best for you, you’ll sit on this dick. My friend’s dad said as sat next to my sleeping friend. Even though I have been used and given hard pounding many times, this time my friend was right there.

I wanted her to wake up, but I didn’t want her to wake up. Her daddy grabbed me by the neck and slammed his big hard cock in my young bald cunt. As I cried out from the pain, he slapped me and choked me. “Stop crying and tell daddy you want Torture sex from him” you grunt as you ram your cock inside me. From all the times I got fucked, I learned if I gave what was asked my torture would end faster. 

Therefore, I whimpered, “please torture me daddy, please use my pussy”. You have been wanting to hear that. So, after more hard pounding, your cock exploded inside me. As every drop of your cum pumped in me, you said “I have been wanting to force fuck my daughter for so long”. Then I watched you rub your hands all over her. For the rest of the night, you played with her little holes while torturing me.