Category: Taboo phone sex

Master’s Lair

Taboo Phone sex Taboo phone sex is how I met my new master. We do so many different things during our sessions in the lair. Master has me hogtied. Currently he is whipping my tight ass with a thick leather whip, Master used a taser on my nipples and I came instantly ,I’m such a slut for pain. Each strike of the whip sends chills through my body.Master  shoved his fist in my asshole while stroking his cock, when he was fully erect he removed his fist from my now gaping asshole and replaced it with his cock , I’m really stretched  so wide a thick dildo can to slide right in my ass along with his cock. Master loves to feel another dick rubbing against his when he is inside my holes. My pussy is leaking from the painful pleasure. I’m yearning to feel every inch of his dick inside my velvet like fuck tunnel. I wanna cum for master as he chokes me until I almost pass out, I love to be choked .Master likes me to pass out during our sessions he says I feel like I am no longer among the living and that really turns him on after Master is finished with me he chains me up in my cage and vanishes into the night to find us another doll. Since I was such a good girl he is gonna let me torture our new doll when he brings her back, Hopefully She is a lil one  they scream the most.

Roleplay Phone Sex Calls Heat Up Near Halloween and Get More Violent

roleplay phone sexRoleplay phone sex heats up around Halloween. Men love to violate a drunk whore dressed up slutty. Or at least sluttier than other days. Although I am a druggy whore, I am a soccer mom too. So, most of the time I dress down. Not frumpy, just not slutty either. But at home or at bars near Halloween, I dress sexy. If I am going to trade my fuck holes for some coke, I cannot look like I am going to a job interview.

Perhaps, it would be fair to say that I have a latex fetish. I love the feel of it on my body. Next to my skin it just feels so hot. Now that the weather has cooled off, I can wear latex wherever I want. Well, more like whenever I want. I still need to keep face that I am a normal suburban housewife and mother, at least at home.

I often sneak out of the house after my husband and sons fall asleep. There is a little dive bar, I can walk to from my house. Local men. Working class bar. Mostly skilled laborers like concrete layers, plumbers and electric men. Rarely see a woman in there. Most women fear if they enter this bar, they may become an ass rape porn star on the pool table. However, I am not most women. I am a druggy whore.

Even Dressed up For Halloween Men Want to Use Me. There is No Hiding That I am a Whore.

So, when I go into that bar, the men all know why. They get me drunk and use me like a public disgrace, even dressed as a sexy latex clad nurse. But I never mind. Even if I am passed out drunk, the men in that bar know that they can still use me if they give me some coke or weed. Most of those guys know how to score good coke too. The old-school coke.

And last night they turned me into a gangbang rape porn star on the pool table. In my latex dress that they pushed up over my waist I bent over the pool table and took cock after cock. Old cock, young cock, black cock, white cock…they all used me as a cum receptacle. Even the bartender got in on the action. No condoms. No lube either.

But a whore must do what a whore must do for coke. I left the bar drunk, and with a prolapsed asshole and cum running down my legs. Good thing my family was asleep when I stumbled back home. Or I would have needed to concoct another elaborate story.

Snuff Movies and Halloween Pair Well Together

snuff moviesI love snuff movies. Always have. But making them gives me more pleasure than merely watching them. And likely it always will. Since I am still trying to break my record of kills during my favorite month of the year, I’ve been a busy psychotic bitch. Friday and Saturday nights closer to Halloween means lots of drunk, slutty coeds in slutty costumes. And I can make them famous in the after the life.

I pretended to be the Uber these two drunk whores ordered.  And they seemed too drunk to question anything. These two bitches fell in my hands. Just like that. I pulled up to a bar just to scope out the talent going in and out. And the next thing I knew, I had two slutty Barbie Dolls in the backseat of my car. Fate. So, I took it as a sign that these girls would star in my next homemade snuff porn.

And I can make bank selling my movies on the dark web. Sick men who match my energy love seeing hot teen sluts get eviscerated. And these girls seemed so wasted that they did not even realize they were not at their sorority house. Once in my spooky home, I dosed them with some sedatives so I could get them down into my torture dungeon. One girl I tied to my medieval rack. And the other one I bound to a sawhorse. Even if I prefer to have an accomplice to fuck young bitches, I can destroy fuck holes on my own just fine.

Nothing Better Than a Medieval Torturous Death

But I wanted this film to resemble medieval torture. The folks of ancient times knew how to make a death as excruciating as possible. My kind of people. Torture sex should be violent, painful and agonizing. I decided to make this a live stream. And I let my viewers decide how to torture them. My viewers wanted blood and guts. So, I gave them blood and guts. I tore the one cunt in half on the rack. And her guts spilled on the dungeon floor; even sprayed me. Never a problem for me to be covered in blood and sinew.

The other girl agonized more as I inserted all sorts of things in her fuck holes, before stabbing her asshole and cunt until her insides spilled on the floor from the hueg slit in her body I created. My viewers loved my torture porn. Paid handsomely to watch it too. Maybe next time, you can help or even be the star.

Torture

 

Evil Phone sex gets you nasty fuckers off ,that’s how i ended up in this  room tied up with a ball gag in my fucking mouth, my wrist are raw from trying to get out of these fucking ropes, All of my once tight virgin holes are now gaping,oozing a mixture of blood and cum. My skin covered in black and blue bruises from my new masters hours and hours of torture, Master has impaled my pussy with everything from huge dildos wrapped in barbwire to aluminum baseball bats. I have been spit on, my asshole burnt with cigarette butts, not to mention he has carved Master’s Fuck Toy on my back ! When I scream from the pain it just makes his fucking cock harder. I have been in this room for two days , he has not fed me anything but dick and cum apparently that is all Master thinks I deserve. I feel like I am going to pass out again, I know if i do I will wake up to something being shoved up my asshole. My new master is a sick fuck I wonder how long before he will be back with his furry friend, That’s what I heard him tell someone on the phone anyway.

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Cannibalism Phone Sex : An Forbidden Taste Rare is Best

A taste of the upper crust in life led down a dark alley of a forbidden meal, Cannibalism phone sex. One evening I was pissed off over a crappy date in a crappy shit hole restaurant. And I fucking ended up paying for the meal. The meal I fucking left and he asked them to box it! What a loser! Anyway, I went home pissed and hungry.  With all that said it was around 11pm and I really had nothing at home to eat I decided to go to the store.

Cannibalism Phone Sex : An Forbidden Taste Rare is Best

Now in the produce aisle I was examining the goods. And there this whacked guy was. This dude approached me about some kind of recognizing me bull shit. I laughed a little and denied ever knowing him. Then he proceeds to flirt with me. And I found him strangely alluring. Weird coming from me, right?

Fast forward a little I met up with this guy for a meal. As he claimed to be an exclusive chef for some elite bullshit Dinner group. And the meat he served was the most fucking divine shit I ever let pass my lips. Ultimately I needed his secret.

Then as he had known by this point about my sadistic ways. He felt safe in telling me his secret. So he led me to a part of his house that he had kept his freshest prized meat. Here were 6 fucking rooms which each held a succulent side of fresh teen meat.

This time it was my choice on what part of which girl we would prepare for the main course. Obviously I chose a nice sweet young piece and wanted it served lightly seared and bloody. After all rare is best when it comes to human flesh.

Finally I helped carry the slut to the chopping room and we took a nice slice of her right thigh meat. I also wanted those ass cheeks sliced off for a nice juicy meal. Once we sliced what we needed we left her on the table as it is essential to prepare it as fresh and quickly as possible.

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He Asked Me if I Knew How to Find Teen Rape Porn

teen rape pornHe asked me if I could help him find some teen rape porn. And I told him I could give him something better. I could help him make one. You should have seen how his eyes light up. Once I told him that he wanted to star in one versus just watching one. I can make that happen for men. And I am glad I can too. The world has become overpopulated with mean teen girls. So, getting rid of one feels like I am giving back to my community.

We went driving around town looking for a cute teen slut for him to force fuck. He needed me as his accomplice. Teen girls never fear a woman. But a man on the other hand. Well, that’s a different story. We spotted a girl who got his dick hard. Cute blonde. Perhaps a younger version of me before the boob job, LOL.

She appeared old enough to drive, but perhaps not old enough to vote. And that seemed like what he wanted. The accomplice phone sex partner finds the talent for your fantasy videos. This golden-haired teen seemed easy to lure away. I played to her insecurities. Concocted a story about being a model scout. And she got into the car with me. I introduced my accomplice as the photographer. Pleasant girl. Friendly. Had no clue what we had in store for her. I was never that naïve, so I knew she never had anything bad happen to her. Not till now.

Sometimes It is More Fun to Make Teen Porn Than to Watch It

My accomplice loved her. And I could see the boner in his jeans as we drove to his cabin. He has a love nest his wife knows nothing about. I don’t think anyone knows about it. When we got into the place, I made her a lemonade with a special elixir to relax her and fog her memory. My friend just wanted to explore his rape phone sex fantasies.

However, he did not want to snuff her out. And I am no killer either unless forced too. But drugs work great. I took off her clothes and kissed her. This drugged teen slut kissed me back and started fingering my pussy. Maybe we did not have to drug her, LOL. Once my partner in crime appeared erect, I spread her legs and let him fuck her. And while he did, I filmed it all. I caught the ripping of her hymen on tape. And her little whimpers. No doubt it hurt. But it did not hurt as much as having her virgin ass fucked.

Maybe the girl, if she remembers anything, will never take rides from strangers again.

Cora’s Rape Fantasy: A Gory Affair

Rape phone sex fantasies

Hey, perverts! Cora here, and I’ve got a dark little secret. My darkest desire? Being raped, held down, and dominated. But not just by anyone—by a true monster. A creature that’ll leave me battered and bruised.I’m alone in a dark alley, a shadow looming. A sinister figure, tall and terrifying, closes in. His eyes, cold and dead, promise pain.He’s got a knife, and my heart freezes. But the thrill! The adrenaline rush of being so vulnerable. I’m his prey, and the chase is on.

He catches me, and the world goes black. The monster’s here, and he’s rough, violent. My cries go unanswered as he rips my clothes, leaving me naked and exposed.He slams me against the wall, his meaty cock tearing my flesh. The pain’s exquisite, and I’m his willing victim. My juices flow, welcoming his attack.He pounds me mercilessly, my body a bruised playground. The impact of each thrust sends shockwaves through me. I’m a rag doll, his plaything.But I want more, the nastier, the better. I fantasize about his cock impaling me, my insides a bloody mess. The monster’s a gift from above.He leaves me a mess, satisfied and sore. The memory of it makes me wet. I crave the brutality, the sheer gore of it all.

So, if you’re into that brutal stuff, just remember, some of us desire the undesirable. Cora’s rape fantasy is a bloody, nasty delight.

Have a sick and twisted day!

The girl in the box.

Kidnapping phone sex

 Kidnapping phone sex turns me on. The thrill makes me hot. It was a cold winter night and I was asleep in my room at my parents house. I could see lights around my window but didn’t hear anything. I called out for my mom but she didn’t wake up. As the light appeared brighter I heard a giant crash.  Glass from my windows covered my body as a man stood over me.  He was tall with long hair and a long beard.  I was frozen in fear but as I attempted to run he knocked me out cold with the handle of an ax and grabbed me out of bed.

When I woke up, I was in a clear box. All four sides were locked up with no way to get out.  I could barely move. I was completely naked with blood dripping from my pussy and chains on my ankles.  My box was in a basement below a house. No one could hear me screaming. Then a group of men came in the room. One man opens the box as the all the others sit and watch. He starts by assaulting me and  rams his dick in my cunt, tearing it from my clit. I was screaming and all the men were enjoying it. One by one I was forced fucked, whipped, strangled, and cocks inserted up my butthole. This went on for hours and hours with no food or water while chained. If I screamed or cried I was strangled until I almost passed out and my chains were pulled tighter. One guy came in and grabbed me by my legs just to hear me cry. He yelled, “louder louder”.

There were other boxes with women inside this basement filled with other girls who were also taken and assaulted. I could only lay there, gushing blood. My pussy was completely torn open. Men payed lots of money for this deadly underground fuck fest as the girls sacrificed their lives. I have no chance of getting out. I was chosen for this.

 

Necrophilia Phone Sex For Dead, Tight Pussy

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Necrophilia phone sex is easy to talk about especially when you have a friend who works in the medical examiner’s office. Ed is one of a few people who shares my little fetish. I’ll admit it’s much easier for a man to get into fucking dead bodies. I’ve always been fascinated at how the body changes after death and thankfully, Ed has no qualms about inviting me to the morgue after dark. We had to wait until everyone left for him to smuggle me in but my adrenaline was pumping just knowing we would be doing some nasty fucking shit. He told me I could take pictures, since it got him off even more. He had a fresh body that came in that wasn’t cut on yet. Ed was a little jittery because he got high before meeting me. I had my phone ready as soo as we got in the room. It was cold in there but I had on my sweatshirt. Ed had changed into some old gray sweatpants and a long sleeve t-shirt. He called them his “play clothes”. He pulled the sheet down and touched the hard nipples of the corpse. Her dead tits were a C-cup. She must have had really nice big ones when she was alive. Of course, Ed had to pinch the nipples as he stroked his cock. I could see that nasty motherfucker’s dick get harder by the second. He walked down to the end of the table, never taking his eyes off the Jane Doe’s naked body. Her face looked young, even though she had been dead a few days. Ed liked ’em still fresh. More than a week on a body was never good he said. He pushed down his jogging pants and pulled his thick, hard dick out. He always lubed up with baby oil before dead girl fucking, although he liked men too. He got up on the table and told me to start taking the pics just as he put his dick in her cold pussy. He said that dead girl cunt is so much tighter because it shrinks. As soon as he slid his necro-fucker in her small hole, Ed started to fuck her unalive cunt in a slow rhythm. He said he did it that way, so nobody could tell the body had been tampered with. He shot all his cum into her still pussy , then pulled out to reveal the last droplet on his mushroom head. He wiped it off with his finger and licked the finger clean. I got it all on my phone. Ed promised to sneak me in again to watch him fuck dead ass. I’m totally looking forward to that.

Bloody Phone Sex Almost Killed Me Again

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex seems appropriate for this time of year. But I do not like to get bloody. At least not my nose. That’s my sniffer. If you want to abuse me until my body looks like raw hamburger meat, please spare my nose. The only way I can endure that kind of pain is if I am high. My son understands that. But other men have not read the memo yet.

I get myself in one jam after another it seems. Nonstop trouble. I’m fresh off a kidnapping. Still have the rope burns on my hands and ankles. But I needed coke. Usually, my son gives it too me, but it’s been over a week since I saw him. And my back up dealer, Marcus, went out of town. It’s such a crap shoot when I need to find a substitute dealer. My son and Marcus never punch my sniffer. They like me high. But some random dealer often wants me to suffer. One of these days my coke habit will put me in a real snuff porn.

I learned about Ted from another druggy soccer mom. She pops Oxy like breath mints. And her dealer has any drug imaginable. So, I went with her to meet him. However, he got super angry that she brought me to him. He punched her so hard he knocked her out. As she lay bleeding on the ground passed out, he kicked her awake. She tried to apologize and tell him I could be trusted, but he choked her to death right in front of me.

Abuse Me All You Want but Please Spare My Nose

And I never watched someone I know die in front of my eyes. I peed my panties from fear. Honestly, scared the crap out of me. At least with my son, I know I will live because I am his cash cow. But this random dealer looked like he wanted to kill me too. He picked me up with his hand around my throat and pinned me to the wall like a bug. He did not kill me though. However, he made me wish I was dead.

He punched my face repeatedly until my nose gushed blood. And he fisted my cunt until that prolapsed too. I had no idea my womb could come out. When he stopped hurting me, he gave me some coke. And a warning to never tell another sole about him. No way would I. I do not even want to see him again. His brand of snuff sex proved too much for this soccer mom pain slut.