Category: Taboo phone sex

Knife Play Phone Sex Has Endless Scenarios for Countless Amounts of Fun

knife play phone sex

Knife play phone sex is my favorite. A knife requires skill. There is no skill in shooting someone. If you are close enough, and have even crappy aim, the person is dead or severely disabled. I pride myself on the hunt. I love to play cat and mouse first. Guys never suspect a woman of being a knife wielding fiend. Recently, me and a fellow sadistic bitch arranged a special hunting party. We invited some men on our personal hit lists. They thought it was a sex party. Stupid men. These were small dicked losers who did not deserve their balls, let alone their cocks. We were having a castration phone sex party. We acted like horny sex kittens to get them naked. It did not take much. It was me an Gail and 6 men. Six men who never saw it coming either. We tied them up and they still had no clue we meant them harm. Men think with their cocks. Well, Gail and I cut off their brains. And we did it slow too. Do not feel sorry for them. These men had small cocks and big egos. No brains either. Never saw it coming which I enjoyed. Element of surprise makes it hotter. It was very messy, however. I waited a bit before I cauterized the wounds. I love the site of blood. Other people’s blood of course. Gail and I practice witchcraft. There are so many potent spells you can create with testicles. We severed each loser’s balls. But some of them had such small cocks, we figure what was the point of having them? I mean if my clit is bigger than your dick, I say good riddance. Gail and I created some spells, but we practiced some cannibalism too. I like to eat testicles. They are much better than sheep balls.  I know. I am sick bitch. What can I say? Or torture sex makes me wet.

Black Widow Roulette Dominatrix!

Snuff Sex The only thing that brings me pleasure is knowing that you need me to punish you! As your lovely dominatrix it is my opinion that your cock is my fuck toy. Your body is simply a plaything for my entertainment, nothing more nothing less. I will use you how I see fit and make you beg for more; you will be so vulnerable in my hands. Looking down at your aching cock as I sit on your face makes me laugh, how hard you are simply from tasting me! I’m your black widow spider, lying in wait to take my pleasure from you. I will ride you until I squirt, maybe I’ll hold the knife to your throat while I do it, maybe it will be a gun to your head. If you cum in me you will force me to end you… maybe I’ll play Russian roulette with you while I cum on your cock…you’ll never know when the pleasure will begin or end!

Taboo phone sex Sadistic whore

Bloody phone sex

My landlord had the fucking nerve to hit on me! I couldn’t believe he was a married man and had the fucking nerve to treat me like I was just some piece of meat. He stopped by to change the locks on the doors and I had just gotten out of the shower… I was in my bathrobe when I let him inside. I had just finished fixing myself a glass of tea when I dropped a sugar cube on the floor… I bent over to pick it up and that’s when I felt a hard slap to my ass… followed by a damn girl you’ve got a nice ass! My blood rushed through my body and my anger had gotten the best of me.. I grabbed a butcher knife and pinned him up against the wall…

You want a fucking piece of me?

I dragged the sharpened knife down his chest and popped his buttons off one by one. I whipped his cock out and traced his whimsy dick with the edge of the knife. Through it all somehow the sick motherfucker managed to have a hard cock. I wrapped my mouth around his shaft and bit his entire head off. Next time you think about smacking a woman’s ass you’ll think twice, you fucking loser! He screamed in excruciating pain and ran out the door palming his bloody dick!

Fucking pathetic pig! Next time I’ll murder you.

Strangulation Phone Sex Fantasies Fueled My Girl Fight

strangulation phone sexMany men have strangulation phone sex fantasies. Some, even like to watch two women fight it out. I entered an underground girl fight over the weekend. I have never done that before, but the winner won two grand and that would get me a whole lot of cocaine. I am scrappy. I am in good shape for being almost 40. I thought I had a good chance of winning this girl fight.  My youngest son is on the wrestling team. I have seen his moves. Hell, I have even helped him practice them before. I saw the girl I had to fight. She was a college coed at best. A hot girl. She looked pretty scrappy too. I just hoped this was a girl fight and not a snuff porn. When it was our time in the ring, I lunged after her quickly. I pinned her down with my thighs. With one hand, I squeezed her throat and with the other hand I grabbed her pussy. My goal was to inflict some pain and strangle her at least until she passed out and I could win. She was a fighter. She got out of my scissor hold and strangled me. I played possum though. I can suck cock for two minutes under water. I can suck cock while some man is pinching my nose too. I had no worries that I could make her give up and think I was out cold. It worked too. She let up her grip thinking I was out cold. In that moment, I surprised her. I got my edge back and pinned her to the floor with my knees to her chest and both hands around her throat. She passed out. She was not playing possum like me.  I won. Yeah, for me. I thought for sure they for a moment I was about to be a snuff sex star.

 

Snuff Porn Audition

snuff pornI had a snuff porn audition this week. I needed the money. I have been trying to get more accomplice gigs, but the rent was due, and I was behind already. I needed a couple grand, and I needed it quickly. The snuff industry pays well. Well, maybe not well for what you must endure, but it is decent enough pay. And the money is cash under the table. Instant money. The director seemed to think I was perfect for whatever it was he had in mind. He told me it was a horror snuff film. I love horror flicks. I always wanted to be a scream queen, and this was my chance. I let out some blood curdling screams and got the part. I would be the star of his next snuff sex porn. It was violent and gory. Just up my ally too. I assumed it would be all simulated like most snuff flicks, but apparently the reason the money was so good is because it was a realistic snuff film.

It was a Little Red Riding Hood theme. They dressed me up just like her with a basket and everything. What I was not prepared for, however, was a man with daggers for fingernails and sharp teeth to jump me. Most snuff flicks are unscripted for a better sense of reality. I was in the fight for my life. The guy’s wolf costume was so realistic and the teeth and fingernails so real too and oh so sharp. When he attacked me, I bled. He sliced my skin. I got so scared. Was I going to die? I love a hot roleplay phone sex call, but then this was not so much roleplay as it was snuff. I ran for my life when I realized whoever this was in a wolf outfit meant me real harm. And he did. I was bleeding from several gashes in my arms and face. I was so scared; I ran right out of the studio and never got my money. I do not think I would have survived if I had stayed anyway.

Broken Little Dolls

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

I want to tell you about the three new dolls of mine I have laid out on the slabs right now. Now I’m used to being sick, twisted, and an outright psychopath but let me tell you these girls were really put through the wringer. A shame the sick fuck didn’t offer to sell tickets me and a few friends of mine would have happily enjoyed the show. Whoever you are just now it’s my job to put them back together again, don’t worry though I’ll be enjoying your art every step of the way. From the precise cuts to the very steady and forceful stabs. My only real curious question, and do not take as a criticism I’ve done it myself but why only castrate one of them? Makes me curious if she was a bad girl. I wonder to capture her true charm while I fix her up if I should remember that she was a bad girl. Or maybe you were just experimenting…if so guess you didn’t enjoy it as much as me..unless she was the last one. She does seem fresher than the other two. I wonder if you are not done quite yet, will you be sending more dolls my way? Kind of exciting to think about, it’s like a love letter. You brutalize them, discard them…and they find their way to me to add my own artful twist too. That’s too romantic though, you had no way of knowing your victims would fall into my morgue. For now, I will chop it up to wishful thinking but should more come my way…I may have to stop and ponder the thought.

Taboo Phone Sex Spilt Blood

Taboo Phone Sex

I knew he loved knives but, I didn’t think it would be this bad! I can’t even scream for help, I am stuck here with my panties gagging me down my throat and my hands are tied above my head and my ankles spread wide a cock deep inside of my crying pussy. I’m so wet but I can’t help how good he feels inside of me! His knife pierces the skin of my stomach for maybe the 30th time in the last hout. I can feel the blood running down and pooling at my waist, staining the bed sheets. My screams don’t reach the surface as he digs into my flesh and scars me again and again. “You look so pretty bleeding for me.” It’s the last thing I hear before I black out.

Accomplice Phone Sex or You are My Victim: No In-between

accomplice phone sexI love accomplice phone sex calls. Men have one of two places in my life. They can be my victims, or they can be my accomplices. There is no gray area in between. I am a black and white kind of girl. Emotions fuck everything up, so I do not have any. When I met Mike in a fetish CBT club, I knew he was my victim. Sure, he was handsome. He appeared to have money. But that sort of thing does not get to me like most women. Most girls see a handsome, rich man and they lose their shit. They do whatever it takes even being something they are not to be his girlfriend. Not me. Nope. I am not fooled by shallow things. Men are my accomplices or my victims. Since Mike was in a CBT club, I knew either he had small cock or he was submissive to women, likely both. So, his money and looks meant nothing to me. I could mutilate his junk with some torture sex without a second thought. And I did. He had a small willy. One that would not have been any use to me. Not sure it was of much use to anyone actually. Well, now there are no cock and balls. He wanted the torture. I think he thought I would just trample his junk in a pair of high heels like most dominant women. I am not like most anyone. I do what I want to whom I want and when and where I want. Sure, I had on some spiked heels and trampled his worthless nut sack until I popped a nut. I used my knife for the rest. I violated the club’s policy of no weapons, but I do things my way and only my way. I used my big old knife that I use for castration phone sex calls. I severed his cock from his balls and mutilated his junk. I mean it was of no use to me or any woman anyway.

Taboo Phone Sex is the Only Kind of Sex for Me

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is the only sex for me. I do not think I have ever had vanilla sex. I think back to the times before I met my husband. I was just as wild sexually as I am now. Did I ever tell you how I met my husband? I was 19 years old and working in a bar. I had a fake id thanks to my mother. It was a younger picture of her with a doctored date of birth. It was easier to fake IDs then. Anyway, it was a hole in the wall bar. I was the bartender. It was a rough crowd, but I made bank in tips. One night, close to closing time, I was getting high with some black bikers. One of them was my dealer. He still is my dealer. He is the son of my mother’s coke supplier. I am fuzzy on the details, but I went from doing lines of coke off the bar to being a gangbang rape porn star on a pool table for a small crowd of drunks. My husband was in that small crowd of drunks. He was 35 at the time and married. Just in the bar on a fluke with his brother. He watched in awe as I was sodomized by big black cocks and beer bottles. He wanted to leave his wife and marry me right then. I was the whore he wished his wife was. He had a young son, who is the stepson who violates me every chance he gets now. My husband left his wife three months after seeing me as an ass rape porn star on a pool table in that seedy bar. It was love at first pool table gang bang, LOL. I still do coke and I still do gang bangs on coke. Once a druggy gang bang whore, always one, I guess.

Snuff sex with my cuck boyfriend

Bloody phone sex

My boyfriend came to me and opened up about his sexuality.. I tried being super supportive but when he said it.. My heart sank and I could feel this bad feeling in the pit of my stomach but I set aside my feelings and put him first! Then one day I came home and I saw him sitting in the parlor with a handsome tall black man.. All those times he fantasized about having sex with black men and come to find out he actually followed through with it..

I felt like he was using me like he used my body to get himself off…

Originally I joined in and I slurped that big black cock to make him so jealous but he didn’t seem to be getting jealous at all he seemed to actually be enjoying it… It hurt me to know my boyfriend was actually willing and able to watch me fuck another man especially a man with a much larger cock… I got up and sat my tight snatch down on the big black cock and swirled my hips in circles, I let out intense moans. I was so turned on and enjoying that big black cock that it brought me anger..

I told my sissy slut boyfriend to get down on his knees and slurp that big black dick as it ran in and out of me reverse cowgirl… I got so wet and orgasmed so fucking hard when I was through taking a hot load of cum deep inside my pussy…

I had him suck all of that black man’s nut out of my pussy! I forced him to put on one of my sluttiest lingerie and made him get out there and suck his big black dick… I walked up behind him and held on to the back of his neck I forced him to swallow every inch of that nigger cock. At one point I found myself smothering him until he turned blue with a large black cock down his throat! Seeing his eyes nearly pop out of his head brought me joy…

I grabbed the baseball bat from the closet that was covered in nails and rammed it up his ass “you like that you fucking sissy slut whore” is this what you wanted?

I pureed that fuckers asshole until his inner guts was seeping out of his shitter.. To watch him go through so much agony! Brought me pure bliss! That’ll teach him a fucking lesson about wanting nigger dick so bad! I made it so his asshole became useless and nigger dick would no longer be an option! He is fucking lucky I didn’t slit his fucking throat! Have that black man throat fuck him through his neck bone