Category: Taboo phone sex

Snuff Phone Sex for Hire

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex I can do all damn day. I love me some murderous men. I can kill you or I can help you kill someone else. I love to murder and mutilate. I met this guy on a dark web chat room a few weeks ago. He needed to get rid of his ex-wife. She is just annoying and complicating his life. The shit he was telling me was like straight out of a Lifetime movie. She sounded psycho but even if she was a normal doting mom, I would still whack her because I was paid. Murder for hire and castrations are how I make my real money. I need to make more money than what I do with my taboo phone sex line. I make great money at the fantasy calls, but with an uncertain economy, I need to pad my mattress with more rainy day money. I am an assassin, an accomplice and a mutilator of male junk. Guys pay well to have someone whacked or even their own junk whacked off, LOL. I would kill and maim for free, but if I can get paid to do what I love, isn’t that anyone’s dream job?

Anyway, this latest client is some Tech genius with a lot of money. But if is ex-wife has her way, he will lose his millions to her and their spawn. I have no problem leaving brats motherless. You see this guy is diddling his little girls. She found out and is blackmailing him. In my eyes she is not a good mom. She is not calling the police or trying to get help for her little girls. She is extorting my client for money to keep his dirty P secret. Now, I do not care if he is ripping his girls’ hymen into shreds or prolapsing their tiny assholes by treating them like ass porn star if he pays me. With the bitch ex out of the way, he can keep his money and his secrets.

I killed her in her home. I wanted to mutilate her sexy bitch bod, but I had to make it look like a home invasion because the ex is always suspect number one. Her jewelry alone is worth millions. Of course, I cannot pawn it because they will have tracers out on the precious jewels she has. But she dead. Bullet in the head. And I am a few grand richer.

Tortured By Taboo Phone Sex

Taboo Phone Sex

The need for your taboo phone sex has gotten out of hand hasn’t it baby? that’s why we’re here and you have me tied up with my arms above my head. My naked body shivering cold as I can barely touch the ground on my tiptoes. You’re whipping my ass, my dripping wet cunt, and my perky tits with a studded whip made with tack you made yourself! The puncture small holes into my skin as you smack my bleeding pussy again and again! I’m screaming so loud but it only makes your cock harder. You’re going to use me and live your rape fantasy out on my fucking body! Are you going to enjoy this taboo phone sex cunt? 

You throw the whip down again on my ass until you are satisfied with all of the blood dripping down the back of my thighs. You take a studded paddle next, more secure with studs to dig deep into the fresh punctures of my skin! You slap the paddle down on my back repeatedly to hear the scream escape my throat before shoving your fingers into my dirty, wet cunt! You take out that throbbing cock and get right up behind me. You shove your dick right in between my thighs as I beg you to stop! You know you will not stop until I am dripping with your cum!

Tortured to Cum

Torture phone sex Sin

You thought you could fuck me with your eyes like that across the counter and I wouldn’t wait for you outside in hopes of taking you home? They always say to be cautious of the graveyard shift but no one ever details why. It’s reasons for bitches like me that capture men like you and knot them up in their chambers for pleasure. You are my new fucktoy, and I will do with you as I please for how-ever long I need. My mother gave me the look of innocence but my father gave me the soul of vengeance so you could imagine the bloody torture I prefer to inflict on slutty cunts and fithly men like you. Oh especially these seasons when the men enjoy half naked whore roaming around such as myself and the young sluts just waiting to be glanced at and fucked every moment they can to make a quick buck or earn a free meal. These are my favorite whores to capture and torture in front of you so we can both hear them scream while I stroke your cock. Tied to a chair you look so hopeless I love it! Cock thick hard and ready to explode- but I am still not ready to release you- after all- I haven’t let you see my face since we met at the counter ahahaah!

 

Fantasy Phone Sex is Rarely as Brutal as Real Life Violence

fantasy phone sexI hope you have some kinky and taboo fantasy phone sex ideas for us. Most men who call me have some wicked ideas in their heads and some creative and violent role plays on their mind. Not much though is worse than some of my real experiences as a druggy whore. Normally, it is my stepson who is doing violent things to me. This time, it was his friend. My stepson has been blackmailing me for years now, so I must do what he wants with no questions asked. He pimped me to a friend who needed a slave for an auction. I did not want to go with him, but he threatened to expose me to my family. He would too. He does not care who he hurts. He thinks I owe him for making his dad divorce his mom. She was halfway out the door before I even met his father. His friend was attending a slave trade. I did not know what that meant in modern terms, but I could take a guess. It was not race based obviously, but a bunch of assholes brought women and traded them amongst each other for ass rape porn and other violent things they cannot do to their wives. Kind of a smart concept, but dangerous and unpleasant for the slave women. I was traded to Master John. He never spoke to me. The silent ones are always the fucking scariest ones too. He tied me up to a wall and started whipping me so hard that I knew he broke the skin. I could feel the warm blood trickling then gushing down my back as he whipped me harder. He never fucked me, but he did whip my ass and my pussy. He still never spoke, not even as he was mutilating my girl parts. This was beyond torture sex. I could die from infection or blood loss with the kind of gashes he was leaving on my flesh. I wished I had been left with my stepson because he will not hurt me this badly. He needs me to be his cash cow. Master John just needed to hurt a bitch and I was the unlucky bitch.

Strangulation phone sex

I found a mother and her little hiding under the bridge on the train tracks.. I lured her in and invited her back to my place.. I bet she actually thought for one second somebody actually gave a fuck.. On our way to my place I offered her a warm sheet and so much comfort! As soon as I walked through the door of my home.. My husband came out and put that bitch in a choke hold. She nearly passed out from how tight he was choking her. We didn’t want my neighbors to hear anything so I stuffed her littles diaper cover panties in her mouth!

We forced that bitch in on the fun!! I used her fingers to penetrate her girlies fuck hole. She got it nice and prepared for my husband’s p-daddy cock! She was beet red, crying and squinting as I forced her finger in and out of her little! I had her girl latch on to my tits as I giggled “Looks like she doesn’t need you anymore.. She’s got herself a new mommy now!” Daddy sat back on the sofa and I hovered that bitch over his cock. Pouncing her sweet little tight pussy up and down on his dick. He loves how snug little pussies are. In no time he was cumming!

We haven’t killed them yet, the right time will come… We have so much more in store for them! I cant wait till we get to that bitter sweet part though! That’s my favorite!

Old man thought I was easy prey

Bloody phone sexI’m not a picky whore! I’ll take whatever I can get. A nice young, pinky pussy that I can ruin, punish, and stretch. Or a nice rock-hard old cock. I mean it really doesn’t matter it will all end the same way. Me having fun playing as they slowly fade away.  I don’t really care I’ll take anything and make it mine! I love to take what is not given. It makes the rush that much better. Today’s fuck toy is a little old man who thought I was easy prey.

Little did he know I was the one who would get to play. I drugged him and tied him up like a good little pig. I stroked his tiny cock making it grow for me. Even if he isn’t conscious, I can still use his parts! I made sure he was hard before I clamped his balls and twisted. The ear-piercing scream he let out was music to my ears

Rape phone sex fantasiesAll the pussies he has taken over the years you would think he would know that the screams are adding to the excitement! He met his match! I spread his tight little ass ramming the whiskey bottle that I spiked deep inside. I thought it was fitting to fuck his boy pussy with the very thing that made this possible! I force fuck his ass like he wanted to do me. I have an array of paddles, whips and knifes that I plan to use!

I am a sadistic whore and I want to make him beg for mercy while I make him choose. He will pick his own poison, or I’ll do the honors. Either way I’m going to make him my little slut and rip him apart. I’m not going to stop until I’m holding his heart! The smell of his blood fills the air. His labored breathing is a sign that he is almost through. He is knock hard on deaths door, but there one more surprise for him that I have in store. My pussy is dripping, and he is losing blood fast. I am going to cut off his cock and shove it deep in his ass!

Taboo Phone Sex The Extreme Edition

taboo phone sexI believe taboo phone sex is my calling. It is funny because guys ask me all the time if I do taboo calls.  That is almost all I do. I had a guy last night who thought taboo meant like I fucked a best friend’s husband. Sure, I guess that is taboo to some guys, but I am much harder taboo than that! I am BDSM, torture, forced sex, anal pain kind of taboo. Oh, and incest taboo too. When I explained what kind of taboo experiences I really had, he started slapping his meat hard. Like, his dick was as hard as it has ever been. He was a tad on the vanilla thinking, but I awakened something in him. He started asking questions. Most of my callers enjoy roleplay phone sex. They want me to be their victim or their accomplice. Then there are a few guys like this caller who enjoy question and answer type sessions. I am good with either.

He seemed genuinely turned on by my abusive youth. I talk about daddy all the time on calls. If not for being my daddy’s whore as a little girl, I might not be such a good whore for you now. My caller came many times listening to the more violent aspects of my youth like my first gang bang. At the time, I was just a little blonde girl with no tits or cock sucking lips yet. Daddy had drinking buddies over for poker night. I went to bed but could hear them talking loudly. At one point in the night, daddy and his friends came into my bedroom and pulled me out of the bed to be their gangbang rape porn star. I was crying, screaming and bleeding. I could smell the liquor on their breath. I was young. Daddy had already been fucking me, but this was the first time he shared me with his friends. My little holes were destroyed that day. My caller is now sold on the more hardcore taboo stuff. The kind of stuff that ruins little girls and makes grown men cum so hard.

make me bleed

bloody phone sex

Do you know women are naturally way more sensitive during their period? If you don’t know, let me tell you why I love bloody phone sex. Whenever I get on my cycle, my boyfriend loves to torture me with alligator clips on my clit and tits. It makes me feel so much pain. It’s a jolt that turns me into such a bloody slut. My body reacts to the pain, and it is over from there. I like getting probed hard. Another way I like bloody fucking is when I get my ass fucked so hard with no lube that I am in so much pain.

My asshole is made to be bled, too, and when you do so, you mark your territory and make me your dumb painslut.

Knife Play And Castration For A Man Bitch

I ‘m so tired of men being little bitches. When I was young a man would take control of you. He knew how to use you in every way but would reward you for being a good slut. Now men are weak and can’t even take care of themselves. I met a really weak bitch at the bar who tried to hit on me but could even buy me a drink.

Kinfe play phone sex I decided to bring him back to my place, just like a dumb slut i was able to drug him. When he gained consciousness, he was already naked and tied up. I showed him all my knives and toys I was going to use on him. I started by showing him how sharp my favorite knife was. I barely grazed his chest and it had cut him, seeing the blood drip down made my pussy stir. I pinned his balls with old school wooden pins, they are my favorite to use. The way they pinch the skin makes your body tighten up and seeing you squirm turns my sadistic pussy on. I pulled his cock out as far as I could. He begged for me to just let him go but I could not. I was going to make him into the bitch that he acted like. With one fast swift motion I cut his whole dick off, all the way to the base. I just left a big whole there for me to be able to use. As I finger fucked my pussy, I shoved my other fingers up his new cunt hole. I finger fucked us until my pussy clenched down on my fingers. It came so much my juices dripped down my arm. Now I just needed to finish him off and get rid of a pile of bitch meat.

Castration Phone Sex Gets My Cunt Wet and Brings Me Joy

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is what gets my cunt wet. Guys ask me all the time what I really enjoy, and I am brutally honest. I am not your typical phone sex woman. I am not sitting around all day begging for men to call me. I am not waiting to service your cock. I enjoy torture and the mutilation of sex organs. Now, I do love a good accomplice call where we hunt and kill together; but a good genital mutilation brings me nothing but joy. I am superior to most men. I am superior to most people. I am intelligent and I act with reason, not emotion. Too many men act with their dicks instead of their brains if they even have any. I know that sounds egotistical, but emotions are what bring people down and send them to prison. If guys acted with their big head instead of their little head, there never would have been a Me Too movement. I have never looked at any man and been like I want him so much I am just going to take him. Now, I have looked at a man and been like he looks so fucking stupid, I must explore my murder phone sex fantasies, so he never procreates.

I had that overwhelming sensation last night when I met Oliver at my local Goth dive bar. He was spiking girls’ drinks. I see everything. I am never caught off guard. My sixth sense is strong. I drugged him first. Not the first time or the last time that will happen. I was going to take him to my kill shack where I do my best work and can prolong the agony, but this guy was about 250 lbs of dead weight drugged. I settled for a back-alley castration. He had a worthless wiener. No woman would want to fuck or suck that worthless nub. I drove him to the waterfront. It is a seedy warehouse district where all the drug deals go down and hookers hang out. His sexually mutilated junk would be blamed on some whore not a torture sex bitch like me. He was out cold. I pulled his pants down and laughed at the short stack he thought he could force on me if I had not outsmarted him. I used a rusty blade and cut off his balls and half of his cock and tossed them in the river for fish food. I left him there to bleed out and get jack rolled. Fucking loser. He will just be the victim of another random act of senseless violence. Although it was not senseless to me. The bastard deserved it all.