Category: Taboo phone sex

Face fucking Torture sex destroys me completely

Torture sexBeing a Torture sex slave is my destiny. My master bought me from this crazy family, and I thought my life would get a little better, but it’s been hard to stay alive.

As long as I listen to what he wants and proactively understand his needs, I can stay around for a little bit longer.

But he loves to hurt me. I think it’s because he knows I try very hard to impress him, and even if I do everything right, I still get punished.

He loves to abuse my throat.

His favorite pastime is to wrestle his throbbing cock down my throat, violating my mouth ruthlessly. He feasts on destroying my gag reflex, reveling in my painful gags as he impales my esophagus on his massive shaft.

Lately, he’s been obsessing and told me he wants to tear out my teeth, leaving me a gaping, gum-jawed receptacle for his pleasure.

It’s so scary when he’s violently pounding my face into his cock and whispering how he will pull out each tooth, one by one.

He says he loves the exquisite agony of it all! The meaty slap of his hips against my face was a symphony of brutality.

Snot and drool fly, mixing with his musky arousal as I struggle to breathe through my nostrils, my windpipe constricting with each thrust. But it’s never enough.

He makes my throat constrict in a way that I puke all over his cock and balls. I have to suck up every drop of it, until I’m left retching, a thin, acidic thread connecting my lips to his mean throbbing cock.

And still, when he cums, his cruelty is far from over. He holds my head in place to make sure I get all the remnants of his climax.

Then he broaches the threat once more – to yank out my teeth, to reduce my face to a mere collection of glistening, empty gums. I hope he doesn’t go through with his threat. I don’t want to be a toothless Snuff sex slave.

 

Killer Phone Sex Adventures is What I Enjoy

killer phone sexWeekends are for killer phone sex. I love hunting on the weekends. No school, no work. A much bigger pool of victims to select from. Now I’m like Dexter. I do have a moral code for murder. Dexter‘s father guided him. However, for me, my grandfather guided me. Taught me to kill with a purpose and how to get away with it. Sometimes I’m a killer for hire. And sometimes I do it to satisfy my craving for murder.

Killing another person feels invigorating and powerful. Especially when you kill somebody who does not deserve to keep on breathing. I know the law says I shouldn’t do what I do. But let’s face it. The justice system seems corrupt. The wrong people often find themselves in prison. While the guilty parties walk around free.

Perhaps, you could call me a snuff sex vigilante. Especially when somebody fucks with one of my Goth girls. It’s a matter of principle for me. Men, especially those incel types think they can take advantage of Goth girls. Not on my watch. And I got word that a loser harassed the bartender of my favorite Goth bar.

A drunk asshole who didn’t like a woman cutting him off at the bar. He came back the next day, harassed her, vandalized part of the bar and sliced her tires. A man with that kind of entitlement and rage should not still be breathing. So, I decided to take matters into my own hands.

The Struggle is Real Not to Kill a Loser within Five Minutes of Meeting Him

No problem finding this loser because he used his credit card at the bar. And I have excellent hacking skills. I can find any information I want. And I got his address. I broke into his house and castrated him. Of course he woke up. But I wanted him to wake up. I wanted him to feel the pain of castration. When he woke up, he found himself tied to his bed. The first thing he saw was me sharpening the knife I planned on using on his balls.

Consider me both judge and jury. I listed his offenses and told him I planned on neutering him. Take a little bit of that anger out of him. I’m not sure if he sexually assaulted anybody yet. But, with a guy like that who feels self-entitled and gets incredibly angry when somebody tells him no, his anger only escalates. Eventually, he would force himself on some woman who rejected him. I wanted to kill him but castrating him fit my moral code better. Letting him live with the reminder of what he did.

Castration Leaves Men with a Reminder That Actions Have Consequences

Castration phone sex requires a sharp blade. However, sometimes I like to use a rusty old knife. One that will prolong the agony. And leave a nasty scar. Although I kill a lot of people, I castrated more than I kill. To me it seems like the ultimate punishment for men with anger issues towards women. I took his balls slowly and painfully. I cauterized the wound. But I left a nasty scar. A nasty reminder of what a prick he used to be.

But that’s the point. Leave them with a daily reminder that their actions have consequences. Women don’t need to take shit from men. I took his balls home as a souvenir. And I put them in a jar of formaldehyde and put them on my shelf with my collection of severed balls.

I never worry about men going to police. Castration seems like a very personal act of violence. So, predators and incels, if they turn me into the cops they go down too because I always document their crimes very well. And I make sure they know that before I leave with their balls in a jar. It feels good to be the queen bitch.

Fantasy Phone Sex Layla STROKING Him With An Intense HANDJOB

Fantasy Phone Sex

I’ve always been the kind of girl who knows exactly what a big, strong man needs when he’s reaching his breaking point. Entering into a fantasy phone sex session with a man like Roman is the highlight of my day because he’s so clearly desperate for a woman’s touch. He came to me today with a cock so hard it looked like it was made of stone, and his balls were so heavy and filled with cum that he could barely sit still.

 I’m just a “slutty bimbo” who lives to serve, and seeing him in that much pain… the good kind of pain… makes my own pussy soak through my “tiny lace panties”. Roman knows that no matter how many toys he has or how much porn he watches, nothing compares to the way my soft, polished hands wrap around his “throbbing hard cock”. I’m the only one who can handle a problem this big, and I take my job very seriously. 

I want him to watch my empty headed, vacant expression as I focus entirely on the rhythm of his breathing and the pulsing of his vein against my palm. There is something so empowering about knowing I have total control over a real man’s cum release. As I started stroking him, I made sure to lean in close so he could see my big, heavy boobs jiggling with every intense upward motion. 

Roman kept moaning about how the “woman’s touch” was making his cock jump and throb uncontrollably, and I just smirked, moving my hand faster to keep up with his heartbeat. I love the way his eyes roll back when I milk every single drop of that thick, “white cream” out of him. I’m a simple girl; I don’t need much more than a hard dick and an appreciative audience to feel like I’ve served my purpose. 

I want the world to see the way he loses his mind when my hand tightens around the base of his balls, forcing all that pressure to the head until he “finally explodes”. Cum belongs on my skin, and an orgasm like Roman’s is far too precious to be kept private. I’m going to keep stroking him until he’s “completely drained” leaving him shaking and grateful that a busty bimbo like me was there to take care of his needs. He’s my favorite kind of trick… the kind that knows a girl like me is the only cure for a cock that won’t quit.

Accomplice Phone Sex Pays My Rent and More

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex I never started out to do. When I began my career in the phone bone industry, I served as the slave. The submissive girl you could do anything too. But that’s because at that time in my life my switch side seemed nonexistent.  Once I realized I could be switch, it felt unnatural to be the slave anymore.  I found my sweet spot as the accomplice.

And it turned out that being the accomplice pays better. When you’re the slave men just use you. But they don’t pay to use you. They just take you. However, when you’re the accomplice, they pay you great money because they need your expertise and skill to procure them something young to fuck. As the accomplice, you take a risk and you deliver something coveted that the person paying you couldn’t obtain on their own.

Men with rape phone sex fantasies for a young girl or a boy need a female accomplice to make that happen. Sure, men kidnap, force fuck and kill women daily. But those men get caught because they think with their dicks. But women think with their big head.

My former master who gave me my first taste as an accomplice can attest to the fact that I keep him off the radar. I supply him with a young girl about every six months. He uses them up, kills them when they age out and calls me to find a new one.

As The Accomplice, I Find You the Perfect Fuck Meat

The only way I stayed alive after I aged out for him is because I figured out a way to make myself useful. And now when he needs a new piece of ass, he calls me. He called me over the weekend. Perfect timing too because I needed the kind of money he pays for my services. Once upon a time, I felt bad for doing what I do. But this kind of money eases a lot of my guilt.

So, I hunted for the perfect little replacement girl for him. 20 years together, so I know his type. Young, cute, virginal. He likes to pop cherries. And I found the perfect little girl at the mall. She strayed from her pack and I swooped in. With me as your accomplice, there’s never a scene. Because I can lure little girls away without force.

My former master seemed incredibly happy with the girl I brought him. He tipped me $10,000 because this one appeared to be the youngest one yet. Usually, girls at that age do not get left alone at the mall. But somebody must’ve hit the snooze button and lost their charge or their daughter or their baby sister.

The best accomplice doesn’t just grab the first girl they see. They wait and find the perfect girl for your needs. My former master will pop cherries. Use all her fuck holes daily until she no longer feels tight anymore. And then he’ll call me up again to find him his next snuff sex slave. In the meantime, I can find one for you too. Just tell me about your type.

Stephanie the snuff slut loves mutilation phone sex calls

mutilation phone sex

Tell me your most evil, mutilation phone sex fantasy and let me dream up a dark roleplay for us.

I’m an evil bitch and I love torturing my victims until they’re begging me to end them.

Telling my callers about the stupid bitches that I torture makes my pussy drip so much!

Wanna hear about my most recent victim?

My ex cheated on me with some stupid bitch so I abducted and tortured her daughter.

I snatched that little bitch right up as she was getting off of the school bus.

She was way too small to fight back.

I took her back to a hotel room that I had rented and tied her down on the desk.

My phone in the corner caught and recorded the whole scene as I started brutally beating her.

Her tiny legs were spread as far apart as I could force them.

Fucking her with a smashed beer bottle was slicing her little cunnie from the inside out but I didn’t care.

The bloodier and messier, the more turned on I get!

I giggled into the camera while forcing a baseball bat deep into that little bitch’s ass.

When I had the fattest end shoved into her ripped open shithole, I kicked it all the way in.

Blood spurted from her mouth and she made a horrible gagging sound every time I rammed it deeper in.

I could go on for hours giving you the details of snapping her bones and cutting off chunks of her skin.

The part that I can’t stop reliving and soaking my panties over is when I sliced her open.

It was a little extreme when I pulled out her intestines and wrapped them around her throat but it made my cunt wet.

I turned her head to make her stare into the camera so her Mommy could see the life drain from her eyes.

After getting rid of all the evidence and skipping town, I sent the video to her Mommy.

Payback is a bitch and so am I…

Snuff Movies with Costars Who Walk on All Fours are the Worst Kind

snuff moviesSometimes I get a call to audition for snuff movies. A lot of directors in the seedy underground world of snuff know me. They know I will do anything for a buck. And with my sons being home this week for spring break, I need more coke than usual. So, when David called me, I told him I would star in whatever movie he wanted to make. That was my first mistake. I agreed to something before I even knew what the movie would be about.

When I arrived for my movie, something told me this was a mistake. But I focused on the coke and the money he offered me. So once again, I ignored that little voice in my head that told me to run for the hills. And then I saw my snuff sex costars, and I knew I was in trouble. My costars walked on four legs. Big hairy, scary looking beasts who likely would rip me to shreds if I even tried to fight.

Honestly, I’m not a fan of red rockets. They feel like shards of glass inside your fuck holes. They drool on you. I’ve even been bitten before trying to fight. But before I could say no, I changed my mind, he blew a whistle and those furry beasts jumped at me. They weighed more than I do. And I can’t use safe words with them. Once they’re forcing their slimy red rockets inside of me all I can do is pray it will be over soon.

Furry Beast Porn I Did Not Sign Up For

Absolutely no mention of furry costars. I should know about something like that upfront. Maybe I would’ve said no. Likely I would’ve agreed anyway because I felt desperate for cocaine. Really desperate for money to buy cocaine. I don’t know why these furry creatures get called man’s best friend. They seem to be women’s worst enemies. Because all they want to do is shred our holes and slobber all over us.

I signed up for a gangbang rape porn with hairy beasts. No amount of money would repair the damage they did to me. A red rocket feels like a dildo with shards of glass attached to it. It’s like barbed wire in your cunt and ass. Every thrust makes you bleed. Every thrust pulls some of your insides out. Thankfully it didn’t last long. Because once they nut, they release you from their grip.

The director seemed happy with my work. However, I felt totally humiliated. And blindsided too. I took my money and went and got cocaine so that I could immediately heal my bloody holes.

Violent phone sex gets your cock sucked clean

Violent phone sex Violent phone sex? How about I bring you the best little pussy you can imagine! I don’t mind being the facilitator of the ultimate dominant fuck fest.

I’ve got the perfect little cum dumpster for you – a sweet, innocent-looking twat that deserves to be ruined.

I love little pussy too!

My stupid bitch sister is a drug addict whore. This bitch is like a breeding factory.

She’s always busy with her drug-dealing pimp and uses me as the babysitter.

She doesn’t care about these brats, so I’ve trained them to a large extent. But there’s one little brat that still hasn’t learned her place. She’s mad at me because I forced her to lick my ass for my boyfriend.

He forced his dick in her little cunt, and it made her cry. She told me she will tell on me, as if anyone’s going to give a shit. I’m not scared of her blabbing, but it’s the principal. This little bitch needs to learn her place.

I like your vibe, you’re way more evil than my boyfriend, and I think we should team up and teach her a lesson. I’ll bring her to your place, and we’ll get right to it. Slap her around for me, I want you to beat her little ass while I rub my cunt.

Once your fists break her, it’s time to stick your monster meat in her little bald hole. It’s going to hurt her really badly, exactly what she deserves. Hopefully, this Torture sex will teach her a lesson. I know you’ve been wanting to try out something as small as her. I think you’ll love her big brown puppy eyes, asking for mercy.

No mercy: if she wants to come back with me, she needs to learn not to be a little rat. That’s why I want you to take her ass.

Ruin her innocence and her holes.

And when you pull it out, I’ll suck her secretions off your cock. As I do this, I’ll give her a choice: she can come home with me or stay with you. But don’t worry, I’ll let you have her again.

Snuff Phone Sex Picks Up During Spring Break

snuff phone sexSnuff Phone sex picks up during spring break. And I have a theory about that. Men suddenly become filled with arousal for young cock teasing girls who are home all week. This happens during summer breaks and holidays too. Men, suddenly find themselves cooped up with horny teenage girls. And their cock teasing becomes too much to bear. They need somebody like me who doesn’t give a fuck about the law or morality and helps them fuck and even kill these cock teasing whores.

David hired me to help him fuck his daughter ‘s best friend. She’s at that age where you don’t know if she’s a girl anymore but she’s not quite a woman yet either. But in between the stages of girlhood and womanhood. Their hormones make them act like a fool, and they start cock teasing the safe men in their lives like the daddy of their best friend. But young girls do not realize no man is safe.

Because he knows this girl, extra planning and extra precautions seemed necessary. But men hire accomplices if they want to make a teen rape porn with some young girl they know. Personally, men think with their dicks. However, women think with their minds. So, we make the best accomplices for horny men wanting to fuck a young teenage girl. My levelheaded thinking keeps them in their homes instead of behind bars.

An Accomplice Gives You an Albi and Your Fun Too

I planned it all. We could not do it while the girl spent the night with his daughter. That would be way too obvious. So that girl needed to cock tease my client for 24 hours before I could kidnap her and take her to a kill shack. I’ve been the accomplice for so long now, I can plan and execute the kidnapping of a young girl in my sleep.

Sixteen hours after the girl went missing, her parents reported her missing. Then my client drove to my kill shack in the middle of nowhere to finally fuck the little cock teasing whore of his wet dreams. Sure, his daughter lost a best friend, but he gained a memory. He gained an experience he will never forget for the rest of his life. While the police and community members searched for the missing teen girl, my client fucked the shit out of her.

He had an alibi for her disappearance because he was at home with his wife and daughter when she went missing. And before the community realized she was missing, he already explored his rape phone sex fantasies for this little girl.

Timing is everything when you want to fuck and murder someone close to home. We had to kill her. She saw his face. She knows who he is. He even helped look for the girl with her family. A girl who will never be found. A girl he fucked and killed. Timing is everything. And I can help any girl go missing while giving you an air tight albi.

Violent Phone Sex, Do Your Worst To ME!

Violent Phone Sex

I love being a Violent Phone Sex Slut for you.

Slap me around and treat me like the little fucking whore I am.

All that pent-up aggression you’ve been storing, you can take it out on me.

Your bitch wife pissing you off again?

Come yell at me instead.

Got someone who hates sucking cock?

Come face fuck me until I am gagging and begging you to stop instead.

I’ll take that cock with a smile.

Cram that thick, long cock down my throat until I am crying, then use my tears as lube to fuck my tight little pussy.

Hold me down and dominate all my holes, they are yours to use forever!

I am your sex slave now, Master! 

 

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Kidnapping Phone Sex With Snuff Slut Rena

Helping my lover with kidnapping phone sex recently was a thrilling experience.

She had been kidnapped by someone who wanted nothing more than to use her body as their personal plaything. The man was twisted and depraved, his desires darker than anything she could have imagined encountering before.

As he tied her up tightly against the cold metal of some abandoned warehouse wall, adrenaline pumped through her veins while fear coursed down her spine like ice water. Her heart raced uncontrollably as he approached with that sinister grin on his face – it sent shivers down not just from fright but also anticipation of what might come next…and deep inside there lurked excitement too!

“What do you want?” She asked breathlessly trying to maintain composure despite trembling all over.”I want everything,” came his chilling reply followed by rough hands groping at every curve of flesh they encountered; squeezing breasts hard enough leave bruises later yet still eliciting moans rather than cries for help due this perverse thrill running rampant within him now controlling both their actions . His fingers dipped lower between spread legs seeking out wetness already pooling there ready for penetration even though no consent had been given nor any request made other then release held captive within these walls under threat violence if refused..

The man’s touch sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through Damon’s body despite the fear gripping her heart. She couldn’t deny that there was an element of thrill in this horrifying situation – a rush unlike anything she had ever experienced before. As he roughly fingered her, his other hand finding its way to her bound wrists and pulling them above head height, exposing even more vulnerable flesh for him to take advantage of at will…she felt herself getting wetter by the second under such intense arousal mixed with terror!

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