Category: Suffocation phone sex

Taboo phone sex pleasure feels so right when a bitch suffers

Taboo phone sex Taboo phone sex pleasure feels so right when a bitch suffers! You see, I am no ordinary dominatrix. I am a snuff queen, serving my king in virgin blood. I am not afraid to get down and dirty, to explore the taboo depths of human desire. I take pride in my ability to push limits, to make even the strongest of men quiver in my presence.

We both know what we’re here for. I got the little slut already tied up and ready for her hardcore torture. We like them young, dumb and about to be filled up with your cum. This little slave is such a treat to play with. The look in terror in her eyes while I defile her with my monster strap on makes me so fucking wet. I love to watch your cock grow harder and harder every time she screams.

The best thing about Torture sex with me Daddy is all these hoes are disposable and it won’t take me long to get a fresh one. And I’ve got plenty of toys we can use on her, I think my spiked paddle is my favorite. We can beat her until she is a bloody mess and then fuck her as hard as humanly possible. I want you to drink the slut’s blood from my mouth and cum in her tight little ass!

 

Castration phone sex is the kinda fun that makes me cum

Castration phone sexCastration phone sex, It’s not for the faint-hearted, but then again, neither am I. When you enter my playground, I reign as the queen of torture and pleasure. I’m not into the fluffy, vanilla stuff. No, I prefer my sex rough, my language vulgar, and my encounters exhilarating.

There’s something about the raw vulnerability, the fear, and the excitement that gets me going. It’s a dance of power and submission, a game of cat and mouse that leaves us both breathless. And you completely ball-less. 

Haven’t you been dreaming of the day where you completely submit? You on your back, trembling in fear, as the cold steel of my bolt cutters are pressed against your skin. Sounds lovely, doesn’t? I dream of the mess it is going to make. I want to make a huge squish noise as I make your nuts crack.

I love to tease, to taunt, to drive pathetic little losers like you crazy with anticipation. I take great pleasure in watching my subjects squirm. After all, there’s nothing more satisfying than knowing you’ve got someone right where you want them. I know you are ready for the Torture sex you’ve been wishing for.

 

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Mommy Makes My Son Money

rape phone sex fantasiesMy son has more than rape phone sex fantasies for mommy. He has real-life experience because I am his cash cow. He gives me coke and I let him violate me for his streaming audience. But he loves me. When I showed up at his place, I sported a half top that said, “I Have No Tits.” But the shirt seemed ironic because my boy paid for me to get massive boobs years ago. I sported big lips too thanks to Botox. Around my neck, I wore a choker necklace that said, “MILF” in rhinestones.

My son had a big bag of coke for me. As I crawled to the bowl of coke, I showed off my fuck holes and my prolapsed asshole. It pops out easier than my teeth do. As I crawled toward the coke, my boy kicked me hard many times. But that just brought in the tips. He even shoved his foot down on my back, forcing me to struggle to stay on all fours while I crawled. A few kicks to my pussy, swelled up my mound too. But my son loves violent phone sex because it brings in the tips.

I am My Son’s Cash Cow

Once I got to the coffee table with the bag of coke, he shoved my face into the bag and started to pump my prolapse as I snorted. Punched my pussy while he did it. He enjoys making me his fuck puppet. Eventually, he went elbow deep in my ass and lifted me in the air just to bounce me off the walls. Tied up my tits with rope until they turned purple while I recovered from the head banging on the walls. Since I have such huge tits, he pulled them around my back and zip tied them together. But I felt that pain coked up.

My ass felt like it hung out of my ass even further after his elbow, but my boy disagreed. So, he put some coke on my prolapse and put a suction tube over it to pump it up and stretch it out further. While my ass pumped up, he explored some suffocation phone sex fun. The plastic bag with the coke still in it went over my head. At least when I struggled for air, I got even higher. While struggling to breathe, my prolapse became his cock sleeve again.

My Boy Loves to Get Me High and Abuse My Body

The chimes poured in because his viewers love to watch my skinny, fucked up ass get some much needed protein. Cum in my belly, cum on my face and cum in my cunt fed me well. He got tired of my prolapse after a bit. And that’s when he turned his focus to my pee hole. Or has he referred to it, “My fourth hole.”

Even as high as I was, I could feel him pissing into my pee hole. He knocked my teeth out because we both forgot they were in. And somehow, he turned me upside down and skull fucked me. It was easier to do with my tits pulled around back and out of the way.

It felt like he fucked me forever. He even shoved his cock and balls in my ass at once. I gagged and sputtered, but eventually passed out because he smothered me with his cock and balls. So, he threw me across the room to wake me back up. And the feeling of my bones crushing did the trick. By this time, I could only see stars. Plus, I could barely talk or walk. But he treated my body like a shot put a few more times until I collapsed on the floor.

Even as Much as My Son Beats Me and Uses Me, I Know He Loves Me

 I had hoped he was done with me, but did not appear to be yet. He picked me up like a bowling bar with a finger in my prolapse and one in my cunt. As he lifted me off the floor, I feared he would toss me across the room again. But instead of that, he smashed my face in the coke one more time. However, he did engage eventually in a game of MILF Toss. The chimes poured in again as he threw me 3 feet across the room.

As I laid curled up in a ball on the floor, he fucked my prolapsed asshole one more time. But he saved his cum and piss for my mouth since I am his sperm bank. He raked in the money from the live stream. And I raked in the coke. So, I got batter and bruised severely. That’s nothing some ice and primo coke cannot fix.

Snuff Sex is the Best Sex for Sick Minds Like Us

snuff sexSnuff sex is the best sex. The idea that I can kill a man as I ride his cock turns me on. But I bet the same is true for you. You can envision yourself pounding some young pussy while snuffing her out at the same time, right? Then maybe we could snuff out two together. What do you think? A girl for you and a man for me.

That was what I proposed to Eddie. He’s this new guy I hang with sometimes. We met on the dark web in a chat room for depraved people. He admitted to me he always wanted to strangle a young girl then fuck her corpse. I do not get many necrophilia phone sex calls, but I will admit I find them hot. I read somewhere that a male cock can stay hard for over an hour after death. Rigamortis of the cock, I believe would be a wonderful thing.

Fucking Dead Bodies Tuned Out to Be Hot

So, Eddie and I plotted to pick up people separately, and bring them back to his place. I found a younger man who I thought would have a nice cock to play with when I killed him. Eddie picked up a Lolita hooker from downtown. A jailbait street walker no one would miss. When my date and I arrived, Eddie and his young meat were already getting down. I told my soon to be victim that Eddie and I are married, and we like kinky sex. If he could fuck a busty hot blonde, he did not care about him.

Eddie and I planned it perfectly. He fucked Lolita on the bed next to me as I rode my date’s cock. And it was big too. I reached for a knife under my pillow as Eddie put his hands around his Lolita hooker. As he choked out his girl, I slit the throat of my victim. But I kept riding his dick as his blood sprayed me and drenched the bed.

And his cock did indeed stay hard in the afterlife. When that hooker took her last breath, Eddie shoved his cock in her ass. He told me her ass felt super tight on his cock. Neither of us had ever experienced sex with dead bodies before. So, now we know how hot it is.

Blasphemy sex has superior power that will raise the dead

Blasphemy sex Blasphemy sex, there are a lot of different ways to do it. I actually found a special ritual that will raise the dead. I always dreamed of meeting Charlie. He was such a babe. If he felt my pussy he wouldn’t have needed any of those other bitches. I have at my disposal a spell that will allow me to summon my dear Charlie back from the depths of hell. And believe me, I will stop at nothing to make it happen.

But I can’t do it alone. I need a partner, someone who is just as depraved and twisted as I am. Someone who gets off on the thought of dominating and destroying innocent young pussy. Don’t those screams of pain make get you off like nothing else in the world?

I already have the sacrifice for my ritual, a sweet little thing who is willing to do whatever it takes to please me. But I need a hot, pulsing p. cock to help me complete the spell, to bring forth the ultimate act of blasphemy and raise the dead.

Does the thought of this make your dick hard? Does it excite you to think about all the ways you can violate and defile victim gash? I want a dedicated partner who wants to make the streets run red of the blood of the “innocent” and the dead to cum just as hard as they did in life. I dream of a world overrun by Snuff sex. 

 

Strangulation Phone Sex With Rena The Rougher The Better

strangulation phone sexLast night was amazing, with some hot Strangulation Phone Sex                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       You. I met this guy at a bar and we hit it off right away. He was tall, dark, and handsome – the perfect mix of rough around the edges and gentle when he needed to be. We ended up going back to his place where things got hot and heavy pretty quickly. He told me he had a little bit of a kinky side which only turned me on more because I’m such a slut for strangulation during sex.

As soon as we got into his bedroom, he pinned me down onto the mattress with one hand clamped tightly around my throat while he kissed me passionately. His other hand found its way between our bodies, teasing my wetness through my panties before finally slipping inside of me. It felt so good being taken like that; completely helpless under his control yet still wanting more from him at the same time.

We moved from position to position throughout the night: missionary, doggystyle…even standing up against the wall! Each time he would choke me just enough to make my head spin but not enough for it to be dangerous or scary – just enough for us both to get off on it even more than usual! And let’s not forget about all those delicious holes getting filled up by him too; every single one took turns feeling his cock thrusting in and out until we were both exhausted from all that pleasure!

The best part? Whenever I thought maybe we should slow down or take a break because I couldn’t handle anymore excitement (or oxygen), he would whisper dirty words in

my ear and squeeze just a little bit harder around my neck, sending shivers down my spine. It was like he knew exactly how to push all of my buttons and make me beg for more. By the end of our wild night together, we were both covered in sweat and cum with satisfied smiles on our faces. I can’t wait until next time when we can explore even more kinky fantasies together!

Suffocation Phone Sex Games Arouse Us All

suffocation phone sexSometimes, I love to engage in some suffocation phone sex. But I do not want you to suffocate me. I want to suffocate you with some face sitting. Over the weekend, I hooked up with a guy I met on Fet Life. He had a death wish. Well, he did not want to die, but he wanted to come close. Breath play arouses a lot of folks. And nothing wrong with that.

I enjoy erotic asphyxiation too. As a switch, I have been on both sides of breath play. But Saturday night, I had a face sitting victim. He begged me to smother him with my tits, ass and pussy. I know CPR if something goes awry. And it is a dangerous game. The first time, I took a pair of pantyhose, tied it around Peter’s neck and shoved my boobs in his face restricting his ability to breathe out his nose.

I did not want snuff sex. He did not either. However, he did want to get dangerously close to dying. And he did. Not once, but three times. When he passed out from the combination of my pantyhose and big boobs, I revived him with a smack on the face. But subsequent times became more challenging.

Breath Play Games Let Us Come Extremely Close to Dying

The second time he passed out, I laid my pussy on his face, while my body laid on the floor above his head. Then I squeezed my thighs together and smothered him until he passed out. I could feel him struggling for air, but I maintained my grip on his head. My pussy almost came spontaneously feeling him thrash about underneath me. That time, I did have to breathe into his mouth and use smelling salt to bring him back.

And I thought that might be the last time for the night. However, he wanted my ass to smother him too. So, I sat reserve cowgirl on his face with my knees on the floor on both sides of his head. Slowly, I squeezed with my strong thighs until his body went limp. This felt like some Flatliners kind of shit. My ass suffocated him so well he needed full CPR to bring him back. Peter did indeed have a death wish. But, if a man has a killer phone sex fantasy, why should I deny him?

Rena Gets Wet and Nasty With Fantasy Phone Sex

Fantasy phone sexFantasy Phone Sex plays through my head every day making my cunt wet. As I lay in bed, my mind wanders to the darker side of desire. The thought of being taken by a dominant man, completely under his control, fills me with both fear and arousal. In this fantasy, he’s not just any man – he’s someone who will take my life as well as claim my body. His touch is electric; every caress sends shivers down my spine while also making me tremble with anticipation for what comes next.

He begins by binding me tightly, ensuring that there’s no escape from his grasp or the fate that awaits me. He gags me so I can only whimper and moan softly as he explores every inch of my flesh with his rough hands and eager lips. He takes pleasure in teasing each sensitive spot until they are on edge before moving onto another area to torment further still. It feels like an eternity passes before he finally positions himself between my legs and thrusts inside without warning or mercy – filling me up completely despite how small I am compared to him.

The pain mixes with the pleasure creating an intense cocktail of sensations coursing through every fiber of being; it’s almost too much but somehow just right at the same time because this isn’t about love or affection – it’s about power play and ultimate submission on both our parts . With each forceful stroke deeper into my core ,I feel myself growing wetter around him signaling how much I crave more even though deep down knowing this could very well be our last dance together .

As we reach climax together (or perhaps multiple times ), he whispers dark promises into my ear about what comes next – ending me forever in a way that only he can do. His words send shivers down my spine but also ignite a fire within me; I want him to claim every part of me before taking away my life force completely.

Afterward, he ties off both ends of a silk scarf around my neck and begins to pull it tightly shutting off air supply slowly suffocating me while maintaining eye contact until the very end when our gazes finally break as unconsciousness takes over . The feeling of being both violated and desired intensifies as death approaches – almost like an orgasm without release except this time there won’t be any coming back from it . Just before losing consciousness ,I feel his hot seed filling up inside again signaling one last act of dominance even in death .

In this twisted erotic snuff fantasy ,the line between pleasure and pain blurs making for an experience unlike any other ; leaving behind only memories etched deep within our souls forever.

Domination Phone Sex Makes A Slut Wet

 

domination phone sex

 

Domination phone sex is what I need. A skank like me is accustomed to being put in her place. I want you to own me, like all the other objects that have a purpose in your life. I’m your favorite toy though. When you’re tying me up, please make the ropes tight around my wrists and ankles especially. Sometimes, you enjoy running a rope between my legs so it gradually makes my pussy lips red and raw. That way if you decide to fuck my whore hole it burns when you do. You can do anything you want to a me because I’ll take it all. Remember the time you put me in the contraption where my wrists were cuffed to my ankles? I looked like a crab on its back. You told your friends to fuck me in any hole they chose and immediately they filled my mouth, my shit pipe and my wet cunt. You stroked so hard while they fucked the shit out of me in every hole and then you pounded me so hard that my stomach cramped up. Fuck, you blew a wad of cum in me like I’d never seen. All your friends surrounded me and nutted anywhere they could. There was cum everywhere and I licked it all up. I’m looking forward to being used again.

 

Torture sex is just a few steps away from sweet release

Torture sexTorture sex can be just a few steps away from death for any of us whores, even me. As I sit here, covered in sweat and cum, I can’t help but wonder what my last moments on earth will be like. Maybe it’s the weight of it all, living like this. It’s not something I chose, but I have accepted it. Now, I can’t help but feel a sense of dread. A sense of impending doom. 

Don’t get me wrong, I love the thrill of it all.  Not knowing the next sick he will force me to do, the adrenaline rush that comes with blood lust, knowing that at any moment, it could all be over. I feel like my demise will be extremely brutal. Especially if I disappointment my Master.

Luckily, I haven’t yet and I don’t plan to. I will do whatever he wants no matter how degrading or vile it is. He loves to express his artistic vision in his Snuff porn and I am his muse. I’ve gave up that backdoor to all kinds of creatures, I even took the Dark lord himself.

So, for now, I’ll keep going. Keep putting on a show, keep exploring the darkest depths. Because at the end of the day, I know the happier I make my human Master, the more rewards my Dark Lord Satan will grant melt!