Category: Taboo phone sex

Mutilation Phone Sex Nightmare: Be Careful What You Ask For, Loser

mutilation phone sexMutilation phone sex turns a sick bitch on. And I’m serious. I love to mutilate the human body. And I do it both while the body still breathes and postmortem too. I like to inflict maximum pain. It’s just sort of sexy. And I especially enjoy sexually mutilating individuals. I use it as a form of revenge and karma. If a male predator tries to take advantage of me or somebody that I consider a friend, I’m going to destroy their junk and I’m going to make it hurt.

And sometimes men pay me to mutilate their junk. David paid me for what I would consider extreme cock and ball torture. I meet pain sluts all the time. And most of them chase their next high. They just need a sick bitch like me to torture their cocks and balls to find their pain threshold.

 And I could do that shit all day and all night. So, I showed up at his place with my cock and ball torture sex kit. It included razor blades, a box cutter, castration bands, pliers, and a hammer and a wrench too.

Plus, I brought a ton of knives. And some of my favorites too. I tied him down even though he told me it was not necessary. It’s always necessary to restrain your victim. They often experience a change of heart, or they try to fight you

Either way I consider it a smart move to restrain my victim. Dave seemed willing until the pain felt too extreme for him. They always think they can handle it, but they never can. Pussies nothing but pussies in this world.

Be Careful What You Ask For, You May Get it and More

I put the castration band on him primarily just to stop the spray of blood from going everywhere. Although I never mind blood splatter most men don’t want to clean blood off their walls or their ceilings.

This guy had his own little torture table set up with castration bands, knives, a hammer, and even a sickle too. Now that looked interesting. I have one at home, but it’s rather large. I wanted to play with it. So, I used it to remove his left testicle, and he let out a bloodcurdling screen that sounded deafening. Oops, I told him as I removed a ball.

I used a knife to skin it. I removed his other testicle using a razor blade. Now that made a mess. Once I removed his ball, I put it in this vice clamp and squeezed it flat. Blood and sinew splattered our faces. But I looked at him and reminded him that he paid me for this extreme pain and torture.

I saw no way out for him. I told him I could throw in death if he wanted. But he told me he did not want to die. He just wanted to wish he was dead and there’s a difference. I told him that it sounded like semantics. But I let him live. However, he will live without balls. And I carved my name into his dick and on his chest as a constant reminder to be careful of what you wish for.

But I am unforgettable. Once a sadistic phone sex bitch mutilates your junk, you never forget her. So let me ask you. If you paid me to mutilate your cock and balls would you forget me?

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Teen Phone Sex

I know you hear the rumors that I’m a little teen slut, a teen phone sex whore who helps men jerk off with just the sound of my young voice. 

God, it makes me so wet to hear men cum, it’s like sweet summer music to my ears.

But unfortunately, I don’t have anyone to pound me into the mattress after work hours are over, and I’m just left horny and starving for cock by the end of my shift.

That was until I met you. And you taught me how a real man fucks.

I love how you like to tie me up and bring all the nasty things I talk about at work to life. 

You fuck me like the good little slut I am. You love it when I bring out my sexy voice when we fuck, and I tell you to “Fuck me, Daddy!”

My favorite is when I’ve had a busy day with many horny callers, and I have so much pent-up cum that I need a fucking so hard, it will make me SCREAM!

Accomplice Phone Sex Keeps a Bitch Busy

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex kept me busy this weekend. So many men paid me to help them fuck some young skank. I like money. So, I took their money and helped them with their rape fantasies. While wives went shopping, young girls found themselves left all alone. That made them easy pray for a sexy accomplice, and her male pervert partner.

Daniel jacks off thinking of the neighbor girl. She gets on her trampoline in these little booty shorts and cock teases him through her window. He said one day she flashed him her little titties and she had a grin on her face while she did it. And she’s been doing that for years to him.

She practices cheerleading in the backyard. Sometimes she even invites her hot teen slut girlfriends over. He can only take so much teasing before he looks up women like me to help make a teen rape porn.

I followed her for a few days just to check out her normal habits. And I decided Friday would be the perfect day to take her. Her father went to work and her mother went shopping. She was home from school. And by herself.

 I have a hacker friend who helped me send a text spoofing the number of one of her girlfriends. Poising as her bestie, I asked her to meet at Starbucks, but I grabbed her before she got there. And I took her to this camper my client rented for the week. A mobile porn studio of sorts.

Young Girls Who Cock Tease Older Men Risks Their Lives

She seemed shocked to see her neighbor. And I told her it was too late to play the innocent girl next-door after years of cock teasing him. And I stripped her naked waiting for him. Now he didn’t think she was a virgin, but I know teen girls.

The biggest cock teases possess the less amount of sexual experience. They think it’s safe to flirt with older married men. Dumb bitches. Those are the men they should never tease because grown men have money to pay somebody like me to help them with their cock teasing neighbor girls.

I told Daniel to do whatever he wanted to her. Now I knew she would not survive this. She couldn’t survive this because that brat would’ve told her parents and the authorities about what her neighbor did to her. And that would lead to me. So, she needed to die.

But not too soon. I wanted him to enjoy her tight little holes before I killed her. He didn’t sign up for murdering her, but I had to explain to him the risks of letting her live. While he was balls deep in her, I slit her throat. I thought he might stop fucking her, but he told me her pussy just got tighter. She took her last breath. Turns out a guy next-door enjoys sex with dead bodies. At least her dead body.

I took care of everything afterwards. The cleanup and the disposal of the body. And he went back home. Although I’m sure the police will question him about her disappearance,  he’ll just play them. I took risks so he could enjoy the fun. And I’ll take the risks so you can have your fun too.

Bondage Phone Sex Slave Blair is Up for Auction

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex sluts never shop on Black Friday. We prefer to get high on holidays and any day. I told my husband I needed money to go shopping for Black Friday. But he knows about my cocaine use. He just doesn’t know how much I use. So, he wouldn’t give me any money. He told me I could have his credit cards to shop with, but no cash. And drug dealers don’t take credit cards. Not even nowadays. So, I had to find my money elsewhere.

I answered an ad in a paper looking for a bondage whore. I’ve been tied up plenty of times. So, I figured no big deal right. I showed up at this warehouse where the guy I spoke to on the phone told me to go. Anything down in the docks feels unsafe as well as unsavory. But when I’m desperate for cocaine money, I don’t have much choice.

Two guys greeted me at the door. One of them obscured his face with an executioner’s mask. Seeing him like that, scared the fuck out of me. And with good reason. The guy I talked to was simply the snuff porn director. The one filming it all.

The executioner guy tied me up. He set it up to look like a slave auction. The director filmed it, but it seemed more like a live stream than a snuff flick. The executioner whipped me so hard I could feel blood dripping down my back.

One of These Days I Will Die for a Fix

However, I suddenly realized this livestream was not necessarily for viewers to jack off watching. A real bidding war ensued. I tried to play dumb so that I could figure out how to get myself out of this situation. I quickly realized I would not be leaving if I didn’t get creative.

The executioner started whipping me with a variety of objects. All of them made me feel like a slave in the 1400s. And apparently the director wanted to sell me like one too. What the fuck did I get myself into? I acted like I passed out. My threshold for pain increases every year. So, I can handle flesh peeling from my body.

They thought they broke me. And at that moment they cut me down. And I ran like a bat out of hell. Barefoot, bleeding and with ripped clothes. I did not even collect my money because I knew no money existed. I fell for a scam. These men planned on selling me to the highest bidder online for God knows what.

I’m certain I just escaped a snuff phone sex death. Because whoever they sold me to would use me until they grew bored and then they would kill me. Luckily, I left my keys in the car so I could drive home and clean myself up before my husband came home. He never knows how close to death I often get because of my drug habit. But in my defense, if he would just give me money for cocaine, I would not risk my life like I do.

Cannibalism Phone Sex Provides an Amazing Thanksgiving Meal

cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex dinners we should savor. Last week I kidnapped a drunk coed I intended to kill because I found her obnoxious. But I had a change of heart. Oh, I still killed her. Just not that night. She became my Thanksgiving meal. And she will feed me through the winter months.

Girl meat tastes succulent. Very rich like duck meat or venison. But you must prepare it correctly. And a lot of time goes into the preparation. You can cook a girl a few ways. But I prefer slow roasting over an open flame. I live remotely, but I do have neighbors within a mile on every side. And girl meat as you cook creates a pungent smell. And it can carry. So, I do my best to mask that smell with pineapple and a buttery herb sauce. But burning hair smells the strongest. So, before I cook a girl, I shave her head.

Now some people who enjoy a fine dining experience like me kill their meal before they cook it. Not me. Sure, it feels like torture sex to burn over an open flame, but it makes the meat taste better and I don’t necessarily care that some drunk bitch suffers for a couple minutes. It took me a week to soften her skin with butter baths. Some people might remove the organ meat before cooking, but I like to cook it inside the body. Most of the organ meat survives the 22 hour slow roasting procedure. And it tastes just as succulent as the flesh.

Girl Meat When Prepared Properly Tastes Succulent

Once my meat is properly cooked, I eat it. But obviously I’m one person and my meat could feed an army. So, I carve up that meat after my meal. And that’s rather laborious. It takes all day. Sometimes even longer than it takes to prepare the meat, but I’m patient.

I have roughly 200 different containers to put her remaining flesh in and a few specifically for organ meat. And a big freezer in the garage to store it. I save some of the bones with meat and cartilage still on it for my dogs. And I feed the rest to the wildlife outback. Why should I be the only one who enjoys a good Thanksgiving meal.

I will admit, I outdid myself this year, and I made the smart decision keeping this girl as my Thanksgiving meal. She turned out perfectly. Flesh literally dripping off the bones as I sunk my teeth into a piece of white meat. My dogs loved the smell apparently. They gathered around me, so I shared some with them. And since I cooked the girl meat outside, I had quite the gathering of wildlife waiting for the scraps too.

It’s a sadistic phone sex bitch Thanksgiving. And I have plenty of girl meat left over. Some of it still feels warm. Would you like to break bread with me on this very special day with this very special meal?

Rena Gets Wet For Strangulation Phone Sex

strangulation phone sexA hot strangulation phone sex call that went like this…

 

One night, I was out at a party when I met this guy named Alex. He was hot as hell and had these piercing blue eyes that just drew me in. We started talking and he mentioned that he was into some pretty kinky stuff, like strangulation during sex. At first, I was a bit hesitant but something about him made me want to explore my darker desires with him.

As the night went on, we ended up leaving the party together and heading back to his place. The moment we stepped inside, Alex pinned me against the wall and started kissing me passionately while slipping his hands under my skirt and onto my wet pussy. It felt so good being touched by him like this; it made all of my nerves tingle with anticipation for what was yet to come.

He then led me over to his bed where he proceeded to tie my wrists securely above my head using some silk scarves from his dresser drawer – an act which only served to heighten both our excitement levels even more! Once bound tightly enough for both our comforts (and discomfort), Alex climbed onto the bed between my spread legs…

Without any further warning or preamble, he pressed himself deep inside of me – hard enough that it almost hurt but oh-so-good at the same time! As soon as he began thrusting in earnest though – grunting loudly each time he pushed deeper into me – something strange happened: instead of feeling scared or threatened by this rough treatment from someone who didn’t know any better than myself how far things could go tonight…my body responded in kind by becoming even wetter than before! It was as if my body knew exactly what it wanted – needed even – and was eagerly begging for more of Alex’s rough treatment.

As he continued to thrust into me, his hips slapping against mine in a rhythmic pattern that echoed through the room, I could feel myself getting closer and closer to orgasm. The pressure building up inside me was intense but exhilarating at the same time; every time Alex would tighten his grip around my throat during one of his powerful thrusts, it only served to heighten both our senses and push us further towards the edge together.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies: Whose Bird Do You Want to Stuff?

rape phone sex fantasiesWith Thanksgiving tomorrow, families gather and men seem to be having a lot more rape phone sex fantasies than normal. I think that’s because being in close quarters with your family brings up old fantasies that a man harbored in his youth for say mommy or his sister. Or maybe a current fantasy he holds for a daughter or a niece. But guess what. I’m here for all those dark fantasies men have for their family during the holidays. And I like to take men down the rabbit hole exploring those fantasies.

Wouldn’t you rather stuff one of the women in your family than a turkey? Just a little Thanksgiving humor. I know I always need a good stuffing. And as a sexy switch, I can be your accomplice, or I can pretend to be the object of your lust. Last night I got to play a young teen girl seeing my daddy for the holidays since our parents divorced when I was itty-bitty. Daddy wanted to stuff my turkey instead of the bird. He wanted to make a teen rape porn with his baby girl.

Although sometimes when I age play, I become haunted by what my daddy and his friends did to me when I was a young girl. But not this time. I really got into my phone daddy fucking my tiny little pussy and my tiny little asshole.

Thanksgiving Brings Out Mens’ Darkest Fantasies

I think I finally embraced what happened to me in my youth. If none of that had happened, I wouldn’t be here entertaining men on a snuff line. I wouldn’t be helping men with their darkest desires and loving it either. So, I don’t think I will ever feel pain remembering what my daddy and his friends did to me when I was a young girl. Now it makes my pussy wet to think about it. And to think about all the other daddies who want to do very naughty things with their daughters.

And I love all the wicked fantasies men have including the extremely perverted and twisted ones involving super young girls. Being a sexy switch means I can be your accomplice or your victim. Or I like to call it the star of your dark fantasy. I had a hot time with his daddy. He turned me into his ass rape porn star and gave me the stuffing I really needed for Thanksgiving. And since I have no family, just a big, beautiful group of friends I plan on working the holidays to take care of horny men with twisted fantasies, just like you.

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Home invasion phone sex makes my whore cunt gush!

home invasion phone sex

If home invasion phone sex calls make your dick twitch then I’m at your service as a kinky accomplice whore. I’m an evil, no limits slut and I like my calls as dark and twisted as I am! I’m ready to kick a door in and tie up some little young sluts so that we can torture them together! I’ve had my eye on the two little brats next door for a while now. Their mommy leaves them sleeping at home alone every night while she goes off to work, assuming they’re safe in their beds. She has no idea what evil lurks right next door. I’m over here every night, ramming a fat dildo in my cunt and telling random phone fucks about how badly I want to abuse those girls. Maybe you can be the dark daddy that finally talks me into walking over there, smashing my way into the house and torturing those innocent, little brats for you. I’m ready to hold them down and have you force fuck their tiny holes while I’m strangling them with their panties and slashing into them with my knife. I have a thick dildo with metal spikes all the way around it and I’m about to force fuck these little bitches until their tiny cunnies look like bloody piles of ground up meat! Cum on Daddy, maybe you’re close enough to actually join me and you can help me rip them wide open and then tear them apart! My pussy is already soaking wet just from looking out of my window, seeing the glow of their nightlight and knowing that they are sleeping only a few feet away… Let’s play!

Uninvited Perverts Assault My Holes For Thanksgiving

Home Invasion Phone Sex

It’s Just Me and My Mom This year For Thanksgiving. I often think about how easy it would be to break into our House. Home Invasion Phone Sex has me in a chokehold. Something so sinister about intruding in someone’s home, and then intruding in their face and fuck holes. I want to watch my mother get fucked hard like a meat puppet.

Perverts Fuck our Holes

I’ve found myself fantasizing about it. All it would take was1 man or maybe 2. My mother and I would be at their mercies. It’s no secret, I would love to watch my mother play a part in my twisted little rape fantasies. I don’t know why the thought of my mother screaming and begging for her life, makes my primo little poontang gush and leak.

It’s so hot to think about being manhandled, and forced like little fuck sluts. I know my pussy can take a pounding. But my mother is so meek mannered and, dare I say it- a fuckin prude. I don’t know if her gash can take a lickin and keep on tickin. I want a huge hung guy to force fuck her on out Thanksgiving Day Dinner, that she worked so hard to make perfect.

Sadistic Slut wants to watch mommy Fucked

Fuck us side by side. Assaulting her holes, and mine. You get to fuck me and the pussy I came from. That’s a little filthy, isn’t it? Oooo Maybe you could hold a knife, or a gun to our heads, Make us beg for our lives. Squeal scream and cry! Rowdy Cock Parade of the evil origins and I want me and mom on the lead fucking float. Destroy our Cunts, and Finish us off! Faster than you could ever polish off a piece of sweet pumpkin pie

Domination Phone Sex is Torture for a Red-Headed MILF

domination phone sexSome women require domination phone sex more than others. And I guess I’m one of those women. At least that’s what these men always tell me. Since Thanksgiving occurs this week, I am forced to see my in-laws. And that means I needed more cocaine.

Since I trade my pussy and ass and even my hands and mouth for coke, I knew I would need to visit a few drug dealers. My holes no longer appear top notch. I am a used up a little soccer mom from the suburbs who can’t command top dollar. So, I can’t just fuck for money. Men put me through hell, but I let them just for a fix. I prefer to go through life high as a kite.

Recently, one of my drug dealers cut me off, forcing me to look for a new source. And I found these two Russian low life mobster type men. I didn’t ask too many questions so I’m not sure what they do outside of the drug world. If I had to guess I would say sex trafficking primarily. But I know nobody wants a used-up mommy whore. I figured they might want to make a gangbang rape porn with me. Live stream and profit off it like my stepson does. But these guys wanted to break me.

I Did Not Have a Beast Cock on My Bingo Card

They didn’t fuck me. And hindsight, I would’ve preferred that they did. What they did to me involved torturous mind games. Like the kind of torture the military or the CIA on its enemies to get the truth. That psychological torture combined with whipping the flesh off my body broke a bitch who thought she was already broken. But they did that so I would do whatever the fuck they wanted. When I saw Seabiscuit, I got perplexed. What the fuck did they want me to do next.

Even broken, afraid and battered, I knew I did not want to take a ride on a pony. What the fuck was wrong with these people. What the fuck was wrong with me. Oh yeah, that monkey on my back made me literally suck a monster cock. The biggest cock ever. And these two low life Russian mobsters filmed it. This thing felt big and slimy. And the smell made me gag. I felt sorry for this beast. I’m sure he didn’t want to be here anymore than I did.

Once that thing blew a load down my throat and on my face, they forced me to lick up all the chunks of pungent cum. Nasty as fuck. These Russian dudes don’t mess around. At least it didn’t turn into a snuff film when that four-legged creature impaled my pussy. They bent me over a bale of hay.  And made it all work. Clearly, they’ve made these sorts of sick films before and hopefully this was my last time going for them for anything. Now I really have sore holes. Probably more gaped than ever before. But we can thank Mr. Ed for the anal torture sex.