Category: Taboo phone sex

Accomplice Phone Sex Partner Cassandra Helps You Fuck and Snuff a Young Boy or Girl

accomplice phone sexI love being an accomplice phone sex partner. It pays well, and its fun. But I did not initially enjoy it. In fact, I felt badly for the young girls I lured away to their death or life as a trafficked girl. I have been doing this accomplice gig for a couple years now. And I have always lured away girls for men. However, my last client hired me to bring him a boy. The kind of boy with no hair on his body yet except on his head.

His money spends just the same, so I never gave it any thought. I lured away a young boy. When you are busty like me, it is far easier than you might think. Lucky for me it has been storming here. So, mother nature made it easier for me to pick up a boy on his way home from school. I offered this lad a ride. But instead of taking him to my place, I took him to my client’s place to make an ass rape porn. His body felt soft and doughy like a young girl’s body. I saw the appeal.

Although I Sometimes Feel Guilty as the Accomplice, The Money Men Pay Me to be Their Accomplice Eases the Guilt

My client does not define himself as gay. But he does like to molest young boys. However, no man can lure away a young boy or girl as easily as a female accomplice can. I felt bad for the boy though. My client’s cock looked like a tree trunk. And this boy appeared super young. No doubt he had a virgin ass. I knew he would not survive the night because he saw our faces.

His ass gaped wider than the Grand Canyon after my client nutted in his boy ass. To demonstrate how wide he gaped that boy butt, he had me put my fist in his butt. His ass felt destroyed. Prolapsed and bleeding, plus gaped. He cried for about an hour before he passed out from the pain.

My client paid me extra for killer phone sex. He needed me to kill him. And I may watch some sick shit, and I have experienced some sick shit too. But I am not a killer. This guy scared me though. So, I suffocated the boy with my tits, and we buried him in the back yard where he is installing a new gazebo. It seemed like nothing to him. But it might be a while before I recuperate from killing such a young boy. However, once I start spending this money, I will forget all about it like I did with the hundreds of girls who met a similar fate.

Castration phone sex has me eating your dick and balls! 

Castration phone sex

Castration phone sex has me eating your dick! Balls and devouring you whole! My teeth gnash and my tongue ring pokes through your foreskin as I take my hunger out on a delicious cock! No worries you are a immortal and tomorrow your cock will grow back just fine again. Though the pain still vibrates through your body every time I eat your cock and balls! So much delight I do take in your agony as your cock bleeds into my mouth. That cock meats blood is my wine of the hour and I greedily sip it down!

You cry out and I gnash more, taking a bite and gulping your penis flesh into my stomach. Later, I’ll shit it out into your mouth! The cycle of pain and pleasure continues, as your immortal body endures the torment and regeneration, feeding my insatiable hunger and sadistic desires. 

Cannibalism phone sex is where I eat balls and dick and make you suffer! I eat cock and balls and give them so much torture that you will never recover between feedings! 

For Once, I Was Not on the Wrong Side of Torture Phone Sex

torture phone sexI am usually on the wrong side of torture phone sex. But yesterday I had the chance to be a guy’s accomplice. He promised me a huge bag of cocaine if I helped him torture this hot teen slut cock tease. How could I say no? Although I did think it might be a trap to lure me to his dungeon, it turned out to be the truth. He had this cute blonde cheerleader strapped to one of those giant X boards.

According to him, this girl cock teases him, and when he checks her out or gets an erection around her, she extorts him for money. If he does not give her money, she threatens to tell his wife and the cops. It would ruin him. Nowadays a woman can say anything against a man, and almost everyone believes the man is guilty before proven innocent. It’s the new normal. Everyone focuses on the accusation. However, you never hear anything about his exoneration.

If he wanted to make a teen rape porn with this whore, I wanted to help him. Although I did it mostly for the coke, it felt good to put a self-entitled, money grubbing teen whore in her place too. I held her down while he fucked the shit out of her. And I even filmed most of it. She cried and pleaded. She even apologized. And this guy believed her. But as a coke grubbing whore, I knew she would say and do anything to survive.

I Will Trade a Girl’s Life for a Bag of Coke

I told him she could not survive the night. The only way to shut her up would be to bury her 6 feet underground. He looked mortified at the suggestion. So, I made him an offer. I could kill her for him if he gave me a lot more coke and helped me bury her body. I thought about slitting her throat, but that would leave too much DNA in his basement. So, I drugged her. Gave her enough fentanyl to knock out an elephant for a couple hours. We buried the bitch alive. She would die before she even woke up.

Girls like her grow up to be the kind of women that give other women a bad name. I have learned a thing or two being a taboo phone sex whore.  Took her miles away and buried her in the woods. Doubt her body will ever be found. I traded a girl’s life for a big bag of coke. And I would do it again in a heartbeat.

Killer Phone Sex Bitches Come Out in Full Swing in the Spring

killer phone sexApril showers bring killer phone sex bitches like me. Once spring hits, the dumb cunts come out. I live in a sleepy small coastal town. We have a small college, and some businesses, but my town comes alive in the spring and summer because of the vacationers. And that brings me all sorts of dumb cunts to kill. Spring breakers, and bitchy high school girls vacationing with their friends or family. And I love to fuck up a teen mean girl. Someone needs to check them.

Even though I sometimes kill in my town, mostly I hunt in the city that’s about 30 minutes west of me. But sometimes vacationing sluts go missing. Teen girls get kidnapped for sex trafficking often. And some just run away. Since I never leave a trace of the body, it is easy to assume no murder occurred. Police then turn their attention to area predators.

Although, tourist season is not in full swing yet, some high school seniors came to town on their spring break. Rich bitches I assumed because their parents rented them the nicest home on the beach. I thought about calling some of my teen rape porn fans to come in and fuck them all. However, I decided I wanted to murder these mean girls myself.

Rumor got around quickly that they were stuck-up, entitled bitches. They bullied one of the Goth girls in town, who I know. Not friends because I have none, but we know each other from the Goth bar in the city. Four teen bullies, I could handle even though it was 4 against 1. Because I am an excellent murderer, I plotted to take them all out at once.

Teen Girls Go Missing All the Time in My Sleepy Town

Once in the house, I drugged each girl. Chloroform knocked them out, so I could get them on the boat quietly. I disabled all the security cameras remotely because I am an excellent hacker too. Although, I could have killed them in their beds, I did not want any blood in the house. That’s the sign of murder not kidnapping.

So, this snuff sex bitch killed and dismembered them on the ocean. Instead of feeding the wildlife to dispose of the bodies, I used marine life. Shark food. They could scream loudly, and no one would hear them but the fish. And I enjoyed carving their flesh and cutting off their limbs. I made it hurt, and I made it a bloody mess. But nothing a hose could not wash away. I find it so much fun to mutilate teen girls or coeds who think their shit doesn’t stink.

I could have been a butcher. No one carves up girl meat like me. No one. Their bodies will never be found. They just vanished in the middle of the night. No suspects and no leads. Only you and I know what happened to those teen bitches. And I know you will not say a word

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies are Safe to Explore with Me

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex fantasies I think are fun to explore, especially in a discreet way. I keep secrets well. Rich and powerful men hire me to explore their dark needs because when you have money, you can get anything you want. Seriously, anything you want. And that bodes well for this sexy accomplice. Men who hire me have unlimited resources to get what they want. But they need a female accomplice.

And Robbie comes from money. The great grandson of one of those robber barons guys like Carnegie and Rockerfeller. He inherited a boat load of money. And that kind of money gets men anything they want. Even a jailbait pussy to split in half. That’s what he paid me for. And since I take my job as an accomplice phone sex bitch seriously, I got him just what he wanted. A little super young cunt to fuck.

ButThis cute little innocent schoolgirl did not stand a chance with us. I snatched her up on her way to school and took her to my fat cat’s boat. Very Dexter like, but Dexter Morgan would want to kill us for being P predators. However, killing and fucking on the ocean makes body disposal easy. This little girl became shark food after Robbie got done with her. And I filmed it all.

When You Have Money, You Can Make the Sickest Fantasies a Reality

Below deck, the action happened. He anchored the boat about 100 miles out. And he came downstairs to fuck the little bitch. I had her stripped naked and restrained for him. He hopped on top of her and forced his cock into her little bald pussy. She screamed, but no one would hear her but the marine life. And she bled too. Robbie fucked her ass and cunt with such vigor that he split her cunt wide open making it look like one massive hole between her legs.

Once he finished exploring his rape phone sex fantasies, we disposed of her lifeless body. I stripped her clothes off, and we dumped her body in the ocean. And we watched two sharks fight over her remains. They ripped her in shreds. She will never be found.

Torture sex for a lost young slut

Giving Torture sex on a young dumb whore was the highlight of your day. Ever since you got the chance to rip a tight hole expensive when you were young, that’s all you can think of. “Where are your parents?” You ask the young lost slut. It was dark and late she shouldn’t have been in the park alone. She was too young to respond. Therefore, you grabbed her by the hand and walked her into the dark part of the park. There was a shed you had seen many times. “We are going to play a little game, then I’ll take you to your parents” you say as you lift her little dress. “It’s a grown-up game, but you must cover your mouth” you say as you bound her mouth shut.

Torture sex

There she stood naked. So, you pulled your cock out and started jacking off. “Time to play our game” you say with a smirk as you make her little hand stroke your pervy cock. At the same time, you started to rub her young bald fat pussy. Soon your cock started to leak, but you knew you didn’t have too much time. “Bend over, time for you to win the game” you instructed her. Instead of bending over, she started to cry. For some reason it made your cock harder. It reminded you of the first time you forced a little brat to please your cock. That’s when you forced her to bend and just spit on your cock.

“If you don’t want to win the game, I will” you said with a mean tone. Then you forced her little girl pussy on your big pcock. Her mouth was bounded, so it muffled her screams. The smell of her cherry popping on your cock drove you crazy. Since she was so little you were able to use her like a fuck doll. Her arms and legs dangled as you hard fucked her. The blood dripping from her cunt just lubed your cock and made it easier to push inside her. It was too much pain for her little body to take, she passed out.

As soon as she passed out her young pussy gripped your cock even more. “Fucking your little limp body feels better than fucking any other cunt I had before” you grunt as you start to fill her up. Finally, when all your cum fills her up, you pop your cock out her and push the end of the water hose. Before you walk away, you turn the water on. “That will wash you up before they find you” you say to her passed out little body. That night you slept better than you ever had. 

Ass Rape Porn Stars Hate to Fuck Sober

ass rape pornThis ass rape porn star gets herself into lots of trouble. And I do not seem to ever stop getting myself in trouble. My 9-lives expired 20 lives ago, but somehow, I keep getting lucky. This week has been a blur. I’m not sure how I got into this situation. On Monday, I partied with some guys I know casually. We have partied before, but they never sold me. One moment I am doing lines of coke on a coffee table with three guys. And the next, I wake up in a cage around a different guy.

From what I could piece together, the guys I partied with sold me to this guy so he could fuck me for a week. Perhaps, rent might be a better term. He let me go last night, but he held me in a cage for several days. My family thought I was dead or kidnapped. And I am running out of plausible stories to tell them.

This guy has a dungeon in his basement. And all sorts of BDSM equipment. Looked like a set out of a snuff porn. According to him, he tries to get junkies clean so he can fuck them, and they will feel the pain. A complete sadist. But I said I do coke, but I am no junkie. Semantics to him. Any drug he said makes a person a junkie. Maybe he had a savior complex too.

My 9-Lives Expired Ions Ago, So I Will Meet My Maker Before Long

It took two days for me to shake the coke and the withdrawal. He could get me sober. But I will never stay sober. I am not sure when I have fucked clean before. Likely over a decade ago. And now I know why I need coke to fuck. I’m a boring fuck when sober. Plus, I feel everything. And this sadistic man did more than just fuck me. He whipped me, fisted me and contorted my body into unnatural positions.

I hurt for 24 hours as he abused my body. And when he let me go, he told me I best stay off the coke or he would find me. Who was this guy? He seemed like some Scared Straight counselor with a sadistic phone sex streak. But I rarely listen to what men tell me. I came back home with another concocted story, found my hidden stash of coke, got high and slept for almost 24 hours. I just will never learn. Maybe I need to just party alone.

Blasphemy sex goes hard with a Teen Devil worshiper

Blasphemy sex

 Blasphemy sex with a man who needs …

” nice cracked skull, tiny young cunt-hole, bloody ripped-opened shithole makes daddie’s fuckrod rock hard! amen. Praise jesus! “ 

  Blasphemy sex makes you evil and you can never repent!

Worshiping the horrible acts of sin that you do and giving glory to your God is just about the most blasphemous thing and sp ludacris really. We all want to dabble in the dark arts and murdering and rape fantasies go hard with this devil worshiping slut!This devil-worshiping slut is ready to explore your darkest fantasies and desires. She’s eager to please and will do whatever it takes to satisfy your cravings. Let her guide you through the depths of your depravity and experience the ultimate blasphemy. 

Forget your Jesus, and Holy God you are in dark evil territory with me.  

Blasphemy phone sex with a teen devil worshiper

I would love to see you try to walk in a church on Sunday after the unspeakable acts we jerk off to!

You might set the Temple. Cathedral and place of worship on fire just by walking in the doors! 

Perhaps you’re the evil Priest boinking all the altar boys and seducing the young girls away from mommies for penance to mommies sins! 

For all things Blasphemy phone sex let me lead you astray into the world of Lucifer’s ambitions!

Cock and Ball Torture Sex Brings Me Pleasure

torture sexCock and ball torture sex is something that brings me so much pleasure. Perhaps you can say I am making this world better for women by neutering tiny dick losers, predators and abusers. Men falsely believe that their dicks are an entitlement. Cocks are a privilege. And I like to revoke privileges. Sometimes I do it for free. Sometimes I do it for a fee.

I always charge men more than I do women. Although I do not have girlfriends and I do not adhere to female bonding, some men I would not wish on my worst enemy. And Trevor appeared to be one such guy. He preys on Goth girls. He might not be a sexual predator; however, he is an asshole with a tiny dick. And I did not know about the tiny dick, until I had him strapped to my castration chair.

I got wind of the fact that this man would frequent Goth bars to look for women to date and use for their money. He dated this one girl that I know from the Goth bar scene and drained her bank accounts dry. Plus, he stole some vintage jewelry from her too. Word got around, and this sadistic phone sex bitch decided on payback. Not because I like this girl or even feel any solidarity with her. However, if his actions have no consequences, he will keep preying on Goth girls.

Men Need to Realize That Their Balls are a Privilege. And I Can Revoke Those Privileges Anytime I Want

I set him up. Made him think I wanted to date him and fuck him. Silly boy. Stupid too. I invited him over to my house last night. Spiked his drink. And when he woke up, he found himself naked and bound to my castration chair. Years ago, I inherited this old electrocution chair from the prison my grandfather ran. And I repurposed it. A plank extends from the middle of the chair. When my victim woke up, he found his cock and balls separated on this plank. His cock strapped to the plank, with his balls hanging down below through a hole in the piece of board.

He also discovered that I bound his wrists, head and ankles to the chair. And I placed a castration band called an elastrator on his testicles. It cuts the circulation from the balls. When this happens, the balls turn gangrene quickly. And that makes for easier removal with less blood loss. Although I did not want him to die from castration phone sex, I did want him to suffer. And I wanted him to live with the constant reminder of his actions.

Every action had a reaction. Men need to own up to their actions and suffer the consequences. And when they refuse to admit any wrong doing, I remove their balls so they will never prey on another woman again, especially not a Goth babe.

You plus Torture sex with a Tranny’s BBC is the best

Torture sexTorture sex dominatrix whore, was in the mood for some kinky fun. Her eyes scanned the dingy BDSM club, searching for her next victim. As she spotted a pathetic little worm slinking towards her, she couldn’t help but grin. This was going to be one hell of a night. “Hello, slave,” she purred, her voice dripping with venom. “You look like you could use a good fucking.” 

The worm trembled in fear, but there was no escape. Roxy’s long, manicured nails dug into his skin, leaving trails of blood. She dragged him towards her private chambers, where Roxy’s big dicked tranny partner was waiting to have some real fun. Once inside, Roxy tied the worm to her headboard and got to work. She flogged his bare ass with a leather whip, leaving welts and bruises. The worm screamed in agony, but Roxy didn’t care. 

This was his punishment for being such a worthless piece of shit. And of course, to his total horror, Roxy’s big dicked friend slinked out of hiding, stroking her monster meant. Those ladies loved the fear in the little worm’s eyes. Roxy’s bestie is one mean black Tranny bitch, who was ready to pummel the worm’s ass. She was foaming at the mouth, ready to wreck the little worm’s ass with her huge black dong. 

Roxy ordered the Tranny whore to fuck him hard and fast. The worm cried out in pain as his ass was stretched beyond its limits. Through it all, Roxy watched with a mix of amusement and satisfaction. This was what she lived for: the power, the control, the ability to make pathetic little sluts like him suffer and sweat.

 As the night drew to a close, Roxy and her bestie loved they could play out all of their Rape phone sex fantasies. They laughed and cursed, their voices echoing in the darkness. And the worm? Well, he was left there, battered and bruised, a shell of a man. But he’d learned his lesson: never fuck with a hot Snuff dominatrix whore like Roxy.