Category: Taboo phone sex

Snuff Porn is On Men’s Minds The Entire Month

snuff pornSnuff porn is on guys’ minds this month. October is full of horror films. Guys get inspiration. Guys like my stepson who hates me. He summed me to his place the other night. I was not fucked up. In fact, I looked like a typical soccer mom. I had been out with my boys shopping for their Halloween costumes when I got the text. I dropped my sons off at the house and hustled over to my stepson’s place. I knew it would not be pleasant for me. It never is, but since he is blackmailing me, when he summons me, I rush to his place. I walked into what looked like a horror movie set. He had snuff sex on his mind. He told me he needed some quick money. I have been his cash cow for years now. He has no job. He cannot keep one either. My husband will not give him money anymore either. My husband knows we are both bad with money. The difference between me and my stepson is that I can trade my fuck holes for my drugs. My stepson cannot, but he can trade mine. He pimped me out for a live stream. He had a few guys who paid him to fuck me. Then he had thousands of guys paying to watch the live stream of me getting fucked. He had it set up so that we would be reacting violent scenes in popular horror movies like the Saw and Halloween franchises. This was not good for me. I mean I could end up dead. One of these days my stepson will go too far. I tell myself that as much as he hates me, he needs me. I am his cash cow. Without me, he has no money for drugs. We made a bunch of mini gangbang rape porn videos that night. I got fucked hard. I got beat and fisted and even choked too. I did not like being brutalized. I never do. But I have many more years of being his punching bag because he is blackmailing me. I survived, but I know one day, I won’t.

IT Wants Willow

Rape phone sex fantasies

Every now and again one of my rape phone sex fantasies comes to life and I have the Deadlights forcefully fucked out of me by a demonically monstrous clown.  Getting raped by the physical embodiment of cosmic evil would mess most people up pretty badly, scar them for life if not flat out scare them to death.  Not me, though.  Somehow, I’m pretty sure that I’m the one who keeps conjuring IT up out of its hiding spot and I’m fairly certain that IT likes my style.

It’s no secret, I’m a little psycho.  I think the world has too many fuck pigs on it and very few of them are worth the precious air that they breathe.  It’s my duty to take out any and everybody that I don’t feel is worth the very space they occupy, but I absolutely have to scare the everloving shit out of them before I do.  I love it.  That’s also the very thing which, I’m guessing, makes IT love me.

The first time I saw him was a couple days after I took out a dozen drunk dipshits drinking themselves into a belligerent stupor down at the pub.  Quick hatchet job, complete bloodbath.  I was still reveling in the excitement when a stupid looking clown showed up on my doorstep.  He said his name is Pennywise the Dancing Clown and he was there to help me celebrate then pulled out his prick and started waving it around at me.  I said “Wrong house, Bozo.” and shut the door, but when I turned around, he was standing in my foyer.  Color me intrigued.

His mouth opened wide unveiling row upon row of sharp, pointed teeth and a bright light shined out from somewhere deep inside of his throat.  As his jaw extended out further, he slowly crept closer and closer, trying to stoke up some fear in me before he did whatever he was going to do to me.  Eat me, fuck me, turn me into a weird clown demon, whatever he had planned, Pennywise wanted me to be scared while he did it.  It didn’t work.  I reached up, honked his nose and said “Neat trick.” then slapped his schlong around a little.  

Ever fluster a cosmic entity?  It’s pretty fun.  When revealing himself to be a beast of unknown origin didn’t succeed in scaring the piss out of me, he got a little mad.  That’s when IT started manhandling me and telling me he was going to fuck the fear into me.  Now we’re talking.  I had never been violated by a violently crazed clown creature before, it seemed like it could be a good time.  Hell, I’ll try anything once.

I got bent over, twisted around, pinned down and forcefully fucked by that crazy creep.  Pennywise pole feels great, he really knows how to ram it in there just right.  Every now and again he’d mutter something to himself about turtles or mention his brother and really wail away on me, that was amazing.  I love being hammered so hard that it feels like that cock is going to rip right through me.  That demon definitely did not disappoint.

Since then, I noticed that he comes around every time I do some real damage and take out a bunch of fuck pigs all at once.  I dig it, sometimes IT appears to me as one of the people I just killed and he hate fucks the holy hell out of me while shifting into various victims of mine.  One time he thought he was going to shock me by becoming my dad while he was pounding away at my perfect little pussy.  I didn’t sweat it, I just clawed his eyes out again like I did years and years ago to the real McCoy, only this time, I made him keep fucking me while he screamed in pain.  Cathartic as hell.  I don’t know where he comes from but one thing I know for sure is when he comes around, we fuck.  We all fuck, down here.

 

Savagely Slaying Torture Sex

Torture sex should be savage, and should amount to slaying a worthless fuck meat. Well, usually meant to be my demise, except seems I have enough worth to revive me and stitch me back together for the next filming.

I’m Geneva and my place in life is to play the star in snuff films. Most of them borderline real and those are the ones I nearly lose myself in the career to. I have nearly died a countless amount of times. I have had a cunt that was raw and savagely destroyed. My ass has been ripped over and over again and prolapsed.

My breasts, fake as they are have had the implants replaced a few dozen times after a slasher and fuck her kind of film. I am a B-movie lover geeks wet dream.

Torture Sex

Snuff Porn Needs A Female Accomplice Like Me

snuff pornTis the season for snuff porn. That is what Harry said when he hired me to be his accomplice. He knows some guys I have worked with in the pass and my number was passed along.  I met with him, and we hit it off. He wanted to take fantasy and make it a reality. In many ways, Harry was like most of my fantasy snuff callers. He has a thing for young, teen girls. He jacks off thinking about fucking some hot teen slut. It makes it hotter for him to think that the girl is unwilling to fuck him. He does not like to fuck the willing whores. I get it. Exploring rape phone sex fantasies is hot, but doing it is so much hotter. He told me about his dream teen girl. We agreed on a price. We determined a date and location to turn his dark fantasies into reality. I love helping men explore their dark desires. It is so much more fun to be the accomplice than the victim. I am still the victim on my calls often, but in my real life, I am mostly the willing accomplice who helps men do bad things. I no longer care that some young slut is getting violated. I got violated all the time when I was a teen girl and look at me now? It is a survival of the fittest world. I duped a young red head, tiny teen girl so she would willing get into a car with me. And I drove her to this flea bag hotel where everyone minds their own business. My client was waiting and excited to see what I brought him. He had all the camera equipment set up to make a teen rape porn too. He was pleased that I found his perfect victim. She screamed bloody murder and fought more than I expected for her size. But hot damn, did her cunt bleed a crimson red. She was a virgin. She was alive too, but not now. My client destroyed her as he fucked her. And I got it all on film for his spank bank.

Taboo Phone Sex with Cum Dumpster

Taboo Phone Sex

With my type of taboo phone sex, I am usually open to everything and anything! I love consensual and non-consensual so much! My boyfriend decided to scare me one day after learning all of my naughty and crazy kinks. He grabbed me while wearing a mask and shoved me into the trunk of his car, I was screaming, but my pussy was dripping wet with excitement. He brought me down into a basement that wasn’t ours and I had no idea who he was when he ripped my clothes off to reveal my tits and my wet cunt. He taunted me and dragged a knife across my stomach, causing droplets of blood to draw on me like a ritual. The rest of the night was spent making me scream.

Snuff Phone Sex Season is Here: Let’s Go Bimbo Hunting

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex is always popular, but during October, it is at its peak in popularity. It is because horror movies inspire you to kill.  I am not blaming horror movies for my murderous impulses. Those were always there. Horror films, however, showed me how easy it is to get away with murder. I am smarter and more realistic than your typical horror flick villain. I hunt a lot of the same prey though. Dumb bimbos flood the horror movie genre, but they flood the world too. They need eliminated one bimbo at a time. I hooked up with Paul last night. He wanted to go bimbo hunting with me. We had a bimbo right in our bar too. This blonde waif of a girl with a fake ID. A true Karen in the making too. She was likely 18 but her bad fake ID had her at 25. The door man caught her, and she threw a fit. Started talking about how her daddy owned half this city and him too. She was busted with a fake ID. She should have walked away, but she made an ass out of herself and started tossing her privilege around. We had a winner. This little bitch needed to feel our killer phone sex rage for girls like her. If the world has one less Karen, it is better off. We left when they kicked her out of the bar. Her drunk and belligerent ass was still ranting in the parking lot. I clocked her over the head and Paul shoved her in the trunk. I took her to my cabin in the woods. My accomplice for the night fucked the shit out of her first. I mean part of the fun of having an accomplice is the force fucking. I can use my fist or a foreign object, but your cock is the perfect final cock any bimbo deserves. We shredded the drunk cunt. My accomplice for the night explored his violent rape phone sex fantasies, and I dismembered and disemboweled the cunt. I know you have some bimbo you want to snuff too. It is hunting season my fellow sadistics. Who should we fuck and kill?

Gangbang rape porn

At this party, this guy gives me a pill we start to have a good time. Then the room got dizzy and I got lightheaded I needed to sit down. Right be for I pass out I see like 10 guys surrounding me then the room went black. When I opened my eyes again I’m laying in the bed with my legs held high with a cock in my mouth and in my pussy. I look around still unable to move I try to scream out for help as the next guy walks up and stick his cock deep in my pussy. I pass back out just thinking of all the things they could be doing to me. When I wake aging I am naked outside in someone’s yard that I don’t know as clean as a whistle no evidence to be found. But I had the memories with no faces still in my mind just knowing that someone had a tape and was passing it around sharing their Gangbang rape porn.

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Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Mommy is Something I Know About

rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies for mommy are very common. Most boys have a mommy they feel cock teased them. I spend a good deal of time talking to men with rape fantasies for their mother. Sometimes, I meet men like that too. Over the weekend, I met a young boy who has those fantasies too. Only he did not have rape fantasies for his mother. He had them for his best friend’s mother, which is me. My sons were camping with their father, when Robbie showed up. I knew he knew my son was gone this weekend. I played it coy though as not to embarrass the boy. I thought he just had a crush on me. In hindsight, he wanted me alone. He always seemed like such a nice boy. But his demeanor changed quickly. He grabbed a kitchen knife and told me to strip naked. He had stone cold killer phone sex eyes. I mean his eyes went black as night. He wanted to hurt me. They way he explained it, I owed him for years of cock teasing him. He found a bunch of hardcore photos of me. He found my phone sex sites too. He said if I could fuck my own sons, I could fuck him. His logic was not wrong, but I am more than twice his age, and he was trying to assault me. I could not let the little punk think that was okay. Well, he showed me. He pinned me on the floor and ripped my panties off. When I tried to fight him, he tied my wrists together with some rope he found in a kitchen drawer. He held me down and shoved his cock in my asshole like I was an ass rape porn star. I screamed and fought him, but he was too strong for me. He came in me, but he was not done. He fucked me for hours, until his balls were drained. I had no idea what a little shit my son’s best friend was.

Evil phone sex with a real murderer.

Bloody phone sex

A sadistic bitch like me is labeled as God’s chosen sinner. I walk this earth in its shadows and I never reveal myself to anyone. The only time you see my face will be your last time on this earth and that is when I suck the blood out of your arteries. I am a human form grim reaper.

There are assassins on this planet and secret society agents that can wipe off this earth but I am even more dangerous. I am the type to show up and smile in your face but underneath I have a flame burning through every inch of my heartless self telling me to commit more and more of the same sin that I call a routine.

Lately I have been going after my grandmother’s… Why out of all people… Well for one that is what my boss Mr. Satan, Mr. Hellfire himself demanded. I’m in a deep hell pit and it’s bottomless and the only way I feel alive is by drinking the blood of the innocent. For two, I sacrifice grandmothers because their old aged blood is perfect to keep my heart strong and healthy for many decades to come.

As long as I breathe it’s a very high possibility that you will die under my blade right before my own two demonic eyes. That is what you turn into once you taste blood once… They will know my real identity so they won’t ever try and put me down.

I love Evil phone sex and teaching lolita’s to take cock

Evil phone sexEvil phone sex is something my fuckhole craves for. I love seeing helpless Lolita’s and teeny tots be put through unforgivable torture. Some days, I have fathers who pay me to train and teach their Lolita daughters how to take their big adult cocks, and I’m more than happy to train the little brats and brain wash their little bodies and mind to want and even crave their daddies’ cocks as if it will be their last meal. A daddy gave his daughter to me for the night for some, “special babysitting.” When I was alone with her, she asked if I had any cookies, toys, etc. The usual things Lolita’s loves. “Oh, I have toys alright.” I giggled. She looked so excited… Oh, but little did she know what I was going to do to her. “Come with me sweetie, I’ll show you, my playroom.” We went down to my basement, which I cleaned up after last week’s Snuff porn making. I had all of the proper things that Lolita’s love set up. I told her to sit in the “Princess chair,” so she’ll be a princess, and daddy will love her. Before she knew it, I had her undressed and strapped to that disgustingly bright pink and sparkling chair. It was time for me to whip this whore for her daddy. I’ve done all sorts of Sadistic phone sex fantasies, and this one is definitely in my pussy’s top five favorites! I started whipping that little whore and sexually torturing her. She cried, screamed, and begged me to stop it. I kept going and watched her skin welt and break. I took out a small razor blade and made little cuts in her thighs. This Lolita’s daddy requested no permanent scaring, so they were only little ones that caused small droplets of blood. It doesn’t take a lot to break a Lolita. Even Torture phone sex could simply make the girl break her mind. I took out a small dildo and lubed that thing up. “This is a toy cock; your daddy has a real one. You were born to take this, baby girl. You want this, and you always have. You were bred for it.” I kept repeating these words to her, to break that bitch’s little head in and make brainwash her pussy and brain until all she knew was just daddy’s cock. I fucked that little whore’s tight and unused cunt with the small dildo and watched her scream and cry until she became numb. “Daddy… Daddy…” She kept repeating bluntly while I abused her tiny fuckhole. There was Lolita pussy blood everywhere all over that pink chair, painting it in a delicious red. I know her father wanted to have some Sadistic phone sex with her too, I can’t wait to see how she’ll do it. “Yes, little one, daddy. All you want is daddy’s cock.” I took out the bloody toy and shoved it into her mouth. “Suck it like a popsicle and lick it clean.” She obeyed, she cringed a bit at the taste, but due to how numb she was, it didn’t matter. I love brainwashing stupid Lolita’s like this. Once the process was done, she was nothing more but a bloody limp whore, who was ready to take daddy’s dick.