Category Archive: Taboo phone sex

Evil phone sex with Stephanie

evil phone sex

 

Stephanie, the evil phone sex tramp is what they call me and they’re not wrong at all. I’m the sneaky, evil bitch that you always have to watch out for. I might go from riding your dick and kissing you passionately, to biting your tongue off and spitting blood all in your face. Tonight, I have a kinky, new fantasy that I want to play out with you! I signed up on a certain website, looking for rich, older men that need a sweet, little slut to spoil. I’ve already arranged for a few of them to come over at various times tonight. I’m going to need your help in snuffing them out once I’m finished with them. I’m not just going to rob them for all their worth. First, I’m going to trick them into thinking I’m going to fuck them for cash. That’s when you walk in and help me tie them up and torture them. I like to bash their skulls in but we can take it slow if you like. I’ll bend over and let you pump my hot cunt full of cum while we watch that pathetic, old fuck fade away in front of us.


Mutilation Phone Sex Means Fun with Your Cock and Balls for Me

mutilation phone sexMutilation phone sex takes all kinds of forms. I am a cock mutilator by trade. I loved to ruin a man’s junk just because I can. I carve up little sluts too, but that is mostly for profit. Castration and cock and ball mutilation is for personal pleasure. I am not one of those women who believes men rule the world. There are plenty of men who do not deserves their cocks or the balls. I am not talking about perverts who diddle little ones. I am talking about chronic masturbators. Men who try to force their tiny dicks on grown women like me. I am talking about tools who think they can dominate a woman just because they have balls. Balls are not some badge of honor and they do not give you certain rights. In fact, I will argue that balls are a privilege not a right, and therefore your privilege can be revoked whenever I want.

I revoked Lawrence’s balls. He is a fucking neighborhood loser with a tiny dick. A peeping Tom. He also drugs women’s drinks to take advantage of them at community events and parties. I put an end to all that. I cannot have a major creeper in my community continuing to violate women. He needed some free castration phone sex. Oh, he paid but not with money, LOL. I drugged him at a neighborhood block party. I usually am not very neighborly, but this loser needed put in his place forever. I switched his drink with the drink he laced to give to some unsuspecting woman. When he was acting drunk, I escorted him home along with a few neighborhood women who wanted some revenge. It is called Karma, Lawrence. You cannot drug women and fuck them and expect nothing to come back on you. He met Karma that night. He was intoxicated but coherent enough to know what was going on. Coherent enough to feel the pain of several women giving him back what he is ode tenfold. Torture sex does not even describe what us girls did to his junk. We carved our names into the flesh of his cock. We severed his balls. We anally tortured him with household objects. And we made him a eunuch. He will no longer be slipping women mickies to take advantage of him. Karma always comes back to you guys, and if I find out about your predatory behavior, I will bring Karma to you sooner.


snuff phone sex drives you wild

 

Snuff Phone Sex

Snuff phone sex drives you wild. I love to make my master happy, so whenever I bring over a friend, I torture her. If I don’t torture my friend, my master will torture me twice as hard. I don’t want to be on his bad side. If I ever decide to disobey him, I know that it will be hell. My cunt is his; he will do what he wants with it when he wants with it and wherever he likes. It hurts me, but I must do whatever I must to be spared. I am not one to torture other women or anyone for that matter. You have to do what will get you off the hook when you are in a challenging situation.
As a good enslaved person, I’m going to make him happy and make sure that I torture the slats and get his cock nice and hard.


Anal Obsession

VIOLENT PHONE SEXI’ve got ass obliteration on my mind and your shit hole is my target. Ever since I’ve sunk my teeth in a cock loving faggot I can’t get enough of boy pussy. My last victim let me punch fuck him until he got dizzy and his ass looked like an open mouth with no teeth! I want my next victim to be a macho unwilling participant in my ass violation. Maybe I will set up a tinder date s that you and I can abduct him in the parking lot. We can take turns shoving things up his dry unprepared orifices until he is ass is a raw flappy meat pile and blood is trickling down his nutsac. As he screams I’ll shove my fist down his throat and make him suck my entire shaft while you’re on the other end playing kickball with his saggy nuts sack. Each kick to his nuts sounds like a tennis ball being wet across the court. The gasps and gurgles from my cock in his mouth while I have violent phone sex with his throat will ring out like bells. Taking his last breath will sound the best. The low whisper of death slipping past his lips as he fights to survive It’s like music to my ears! 


Gangbang Rape Porn Fantasies are Not Just for Men

gangbang rape pornI have gangbang rape porn fantasies. I think most women do, but we like them to be fantasies. The reality is never quite as hot as the fantasy. At least not for the women. I was sound asleep in bed when the dog started barking. I got up to see what was going one. I was jumped by a man. Turns out he was more like a teenage boy. I thought maybe he was one of my son’s friends. He was not alone. I asked who they were and what they wanted. I knew what they wanted. You only break into someone’s house for a couple reasons, and none of them are good reasons. These boys had lust in their eyes for me and rape phone sex fantasies on their mind. I started to scream. My sons and husband were in the house. No one heard me because the AC was rolling, and they gagged me quickly. I was just some old whore they wanted to bang. They did not really take turns though. They just gang banged me simultaneously. Two cocks in a hole. I was jacking off others. They gagged me with my own panties. The boys smelled like weed and booze. I joked with them about not being able to get hard if drunk, and they slapped me around with their hard cocks and told me they had no problems there. And they did not have any problems. Young boys rarely have dick issues. I was just hoping, I guess. I was being assaulted in my own living room while my family slept through it. I soon realized that no one was going to rescue me. I was going to be used as an ass rape porn star until these horny teen boys could not cum anymore. I slithered back to bed next to my husband with a wet pussy full of cum.


Bondage Phone Sex with Women is the Worst Because Women are Mean

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex can be so much fun, even erotic with the right partner. Women, however, are never the right partners for me. I do love eating pussy. I have no problem licking a hot cunt, rimming ass hole or even just bumping and grinding pussies together. I love pussy as much as I love cock. So, what is my problem? I will tell you, my problem. Women are mean. Some of the meanest people around. I met Sandy through a male friend. She said she was dabbling in bondage. She asked me, because she knows I am a bondage whore, if I wanted to help her out as her practice dummy. I was happy to lend my stacked body to her to further her experience. I am a bondage Barbie doll. A taboo phone sex whore pretty much game for anything. She practiced different knots and positions with me. She had my arms bound behind my back like a pretzel. I was all contorted and in pain, but kept my mouth shut. Then it was like a fuse blew and she became a different person. She made me suck on her feet and toes. That in and of itself is not bad, but she put her big feet together and shoved both in my mouth at once. I was gagging, choking and I even puked. Her feet were big and not in good shape like mine. She of course was not happy that I puked on her feet and made me clean up the mess she claimed I made. I got smart with my mouth, and she whipped me. Whipped my tits until they were bloody raw.  She then tried to smother me with her ass. Like I mentioned earlier, I can eat ass, but this was more akin to suffocation phone sex. I could not fucking breathe. I even passed out a few times, but her whip brought me back. Women are the worst to other women. I would rather try my luck with you.


Knife play Castration phone sex

Bloody phone sex

I finally liked a guy and he was my greatest trophy, I meant his cock was my greatest medallion. When we first met he was great, almost perfect. Then as time went by I became obsessed over him. I had him by my side everywhere I went until one day… A female said Hi to him and he said it back. Oh lord, I was furious. I kept my cool until we got home. That is when I unveiled my secret torture dungeon in my basement. I took an oath when I first met him 3 weeks ago that I would cleanse myself and become a better version of myself.

But, nooo he couldn’t stay cool and not say hi back to that stupid whore.

Ughhh I’m so mad. I brought him down to my basement and locked the doors behind me. Then I asked him to drink my homemade “wine”… Minutes later he was passed out. When he opened his eyes he was tied up and I was in my villain black leather costume. He didn’t know it was me. I couldn’t reveal my real self to him. He would hate me. I had planted a fake head that looked like mine on the ground right next to him with blood all over it. I made him believe that we both got kidnapped and they chopped my head off.

I wanted to traumatize him just like he did me when he broke my heart waving back and saying hi to that stupid ran down whore walking by us. It’s sad he has a good dick but unfortunately it must go. I wanted to disable him forever. I need him to turn into a pussy. I want him to look in the mirror after this experience and call himself a bitch. Without any numbing medication I got his dick hard and cut it off with garden scissors. He screamed his pain away until he passed out.

When he woke up he was in the intensive care unit. I didn’t want him to die I just wanted him to suffer!


Murder Phone Sex Fantasies are My Specialty: Let’s Kill Together

murder phone sex fantasies

Murder phone sex fantasies are my specialty. I cater to your darker thoughts and fantasies. Sometimes you are the one who wants to die, and sometimes you have a victim already lined up for us to slaughter. Either way, I am down to play. Most men are not so stupid as to attempt to kill or force fuck me. But every now and again, I meet a dumb fuck with a death wish. Brett was the latest dumb fuck. He hired me to help him kill his daughter’s best friend. Apparently, he spiked the little bitch’s drink one night and fucked her, but she was not completely out of it. She was a smart little one. One I wish could be my accomplice phone sex partner. She has been blackmailing him since. He has a lot to lose because if convicted he would spend the rest of his life behind bars being some guy’s bitch. So, not only was he dumb enough to not drug her completely, he thought he could fuck me too? Like the fee he paid me to take care of his problem meant he owned me. I was clear that the money he gave me was solely to get rid of his problem. Now, I had to turn the tables on him. He was too dumb to live. I had the intended victim do the honors. I would have killed her had this dumb fuck stuck to our agreement, but this was an opportunity I rarely get. I had a protégé. A young girl obviously devious in her thinking and methodical about her planning. I gave her my knife and let her do with him what she wanted. This was revenge. She cut his cock and balls off and shoved them in his mouth like she was baking a cake. She did not flinch. She did not hesitate. She is my mini me and I am going to groom her to be a sick dominant taboo phone sex bitch like me.


Who IS Ivy?

Evil Phone SexThe goddess you see before you is one with many faces. I have a dark past filled with pain and so much suffering that I became the dark goddess of destruction and chaos that you see before you. My joy was stolen so early on that I began to feel ecstasy in pain, the pain of others, the pain I bring them because I can. I’m a real sadist, I couldn’t imagine a better sensation than making someone feel my pain, the pain that I narrowly survived will break you completely. I hope you are ready to submit yourself to me, to let me own you and make you my thrall. When you serve me in my goddess form you will know no greater pain or pleasure. I will sink my tendrils of darkness into your soul and make you beg for more.


Torture Sex Kind of Nights are Becoming Way to Common for Me

torture sexIt was a torture sex kind of night. I owe some money to a loan shark. I got desperate for coke and took out a loan I could not repay. My stepson suggested this guy to me. I should have known then I was being set up to fail. I did not borrow much. Not like most people would. I figured he was not going to break my legs over $1,000. I was right. He was not going to break my legs, but he was going to make me work it off in a BDSM movie. My stepson was in cahoots with him. This was the plan all along. When the due date came, my $1000 had tripled. What the fuck. He told me it was his money his rules, then offered me a snuff porn role to make up the money. I had too. I did not have that kind of money. I figured how bad could it be? I need to stop asking myself that question.  It is always worse than I expect. It began as any snuff type film. A kidnapped woman wakes up alone in a cement basement, dazed and confused. I meet a masked man. He put this steel trap on my head that was heavy and made everything dark. I was not sure what kind of contraption this was, but I was not comfortable at all. The metal trap on my head was heavy and it was weighing me down. My masked master opened the top of the cage and poured what I thought was water in the cage. It was urine. Like a gallon of piss. I was drowning in it. If I wanted to survive, I had to just swallow all the nasty piss, so that the urine was no longer covering my nose and mouth. This was like some sort of Chinese torture phone sex game. My fight for survival kicked in and I guzzled piss until I could breathe again. I collapsed on the floor, but that was just the beginning of my torture.


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