Category: Taboo phone sex

Medical Fetish Phone Sex Fantasy

medical fetish phone sexDo you have a medical fetish phone sex fantasy? I cannot believe I am saying this, but I want to be your victim for it. Some of you can go wicked dark on me too. I love a good fantasy, but I am a pain slut too. I like some torture. Pain is how I cum best, but too much pain and I cannot have an orgasm. That may surprise some of you, but that is how it is for a slave. Too much of a bad thing lol. I hooked up with this guy named Harold last week. I have not fucked since. That is some sort of record for me. Let me tell you the story. Harold, I know from the BDSM circuit. He is a master and a photographer. He has done many of my fetish shoots over the years. He was in town scouting some new talent and asked if I wanted to hook up. We text and stay in touch on social media, but we have never fucked. He prefers young girls. The kind that could get him arrested. I went to his Air B and B and was surprised to see a teen girl with him. At first, I thought I was going to help break the little bitch in, but that was not the case. He was training her to punish and torture used up old whores as he put it. Before the light bulb went off in my head, they jumped me and tied me up. The young girl stripped me naked and started using a taser security guards use on my girl parts. My pussy was tased. My tits were tased too. I pissed myself. I could smell and feel my flesh burning. Harold never touched me. Just his cum did. He shot a load of jizz on my mutilated girl parts and then high fived his protégé. I never saw it coming the torture sex of my girl parts. Now, I am healing until I let my guard down the next time.

I Will Be Your Accomplice Phone Sex Partner

accomplice phone sexHe wanted me to be his accomplice phone sex partner. Normally, I am the victim, but when he wanted me to help him break in a new bitch, I jumped at the chance. Why would I refuse? He dragged this little cunt into the room. He kidnapped her at a protest. He told me her privileged white ass had no clue what she was protesting and needed to know what true suffering is about. I stripped her Catholic schoolgirl outfit off her tiny body. I forced her head down on master’s cock. While she was learning to breathe through her nose, I was fucked her cunt with my fist. Now, she knew oppression. She knew pain. She knew subjugation. I turned her into a young ass rape porn star with my fist. Master turned her into a whore with his cock. He fucked her so hard, her eyes teared up. She was the victim of opportunity. A white do gooder schoolgirl who needed to learn what real oppression feels like. Master smothered her with his big balls. I ruined her asshole and master bred her little womb so he can be a daddy soon. I will of course have to raise the brat for master, but I am happy to break in any young slut for him or you. At least it gives my holes a much needed break.

I Tied Him Up And The Torture Began

Accomplice Phone SexDaddy loves that I look like and angel but act like the devil. It is probably one of the reasons that he kept me and did not sell me to one of his pervy friends to own. One of daddy’s favorite things is for me to find a little play toy and sit back and watch as I play with them. So, this drifter of sorts had been helping daddy out in the shop and daddy caught him stealing some tools, so he decided that he had to go. And by go, like forever, and he let me have the pleasure. He knows I know all to well how to seduce any fool into compromising positions and this was no different. I invited him in my room and started to seduce him. I undressed him and me and laid him on the bed. I hopped on his cock and started to ride that hard cock. I quietly took his hands and handcuffed them to the bed, very seductively making him think we were going to get pretty kinky. I waited for him to cum in my juicy pussy and then climbed off and sat on his face, letting his cum run into his mouth. He quickly got into it and licked it all up and I squirted on his face. That made his dick hard again and then I gave him a big kiss before stuffing his mouth with my panties. He still thought I was just being a kinky bitch until I went to give him a blow job and as he really started to get into it, I clinched my jaw and bit down as hard as I could. Blood poured from his cock and he tried to scream through my panties. I pulled out a knife and could see the terror in his eyes as daddy walked in, sat in the chair and pulled out his dick and started stroking. It was so bloody and so hot, and I cannot wait to tell you all about it, so you just pick up that phone and give me a call.

Tender Rotting Fuck Meat

My garden is always lush and beautiful and it’s time for more hunting with kidnapping phone sex. I love sweet young flesh, blood and the semen of perverts to fertilize my soil. These little special touches I add to my compost makes my garden grow. It was an accident really, in how it started. I had a little cousin and a boyfriend that was as sadistic as myself. He was a fucking pervert and I was much younger. Thing is, he got me. He encouraged my need to torture the young brat cousin I was always stuck babysitting for her crack whore stripper mama. I had enough of it and I slipped a little strychnine in the whores heroin one day and she was dead in a few hours. Serves the whore right. My boyfriend invited some of his twisted biker friends over to have their way with mama. Let them fuck her dead meat raw. It was great. But where I get to have fun is that brat. I get off thinking about it daily. I was giving her a bath and shoved her head down in the tub until she went limp. My boyfriend was watching and stroking off hard while I did it. He helped me pull her out and got his carnal fixes all in one shot. He fucked her as she was slowly slipping away. Violated that little virgin cunt and ass. It was beautiful. I loved her eyes rolling back and the way she turned blue. We cunt her limbs off, decapitated her and I got to play autopsy with her insides. I buried her in the garden and it was the best thing ever the following spring yielded a nice luscious crop of veggies and flowers. I will soon have her skull dug up for my personal collection.

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Your Fantasy Phone Sex Slave

fantasy phone sexI love fantasy phone sex calls. I have two sides of me. I am a gfe bad ass bitch and a submissive whore. I have daddy issues. The reason I like it so rough is because my early years were spent as daddy’s sex slave. I was not a happy girl. I ran away as a young teen and straight into the arms of men as bad if not worse than daddy. My shrink says I pick bad men because I am hoping I can change them, make them love me and see me as a daughter not a sex slave. Maybe that is true or maybe I just am a glutton for punishment. I think in my subconscious I conflated pain with love, and I need to be hurt to feel loved. Fucked up, right? My messed up daddy issues, however, have made me a pain slut. I need pain to get off. I get on these dating apps and I slide right over the men who want to treat a woman like a princess. I might deserve a good man, but I do not want one. I want a man like daddy. One who sees me as a snuff sex slave. One who will not hesitate to take what he wants even if I am not in the mood to give it. One who will shame and humiliate me rather than whisper sweet nothings in my ear. One who will hurt me instead of hold me. One who will chain me up instead of letting me have my space. I do not want to be a girlfriend. I try to be a bad ass gfe but it feels fake. It feels unfulfilling. That is because I was born to be a submissive whore. Think you might be the man of my nightmares?

He wanted me more

taboo phone sexI met a man as sadistic and cruel as I am. He is tall and handsome and has a cock so big it almost hurts when I fuck him, the only problem is that he is fucking married to some bitch. Well, I won’t stand for that type of thing, if I am going to be with someone he will be faithful to only me or he ends up dead with his whore.I told my new lover that he had to choose and he of course chose me. We decided to kill his wife so that he wouldn’t lose any money in a divorce. It was so fucking sexy, he let me into their house late at night when she was asleep. We tied her to the bed and gagged her and spent hours torturing her fat flabby body. She was crying the whole time, if she wasn’t gagged she probably would have begged for her life but we didn’t give her that chance. We murdered her in her own bed and then fucked right next to her dead body. We were covered in blood it was hot as fuck. We took the corpse out to the woods and buried it, good riddance too now he’s all mine.

Why I Prefer Knife Play Phone Sex

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Knife play phone sex is near and dear to me. I am a cutter. I do not cut myself. I cut others, maybe even you. I love the sight of blood. I like the sound of skin tearing. I like cries, whimpers, and screams. Sure, I could shoot some one dead but no fun in that for me. One bullet and a thud. It is over quickly. A knife, however, can inflict pain for hours. A knife can do a lot more than a gun. It can castrate a tiny dicked tool. It can stab the cunt of a trailer trash whore. It can dismember body parts. It can skin the flesh off a person. I can gut a little whore like a pig. I can disfigure a vain cunt.  A knife is perfect for torture sex. A gun is what a hothead uses. I do not partake in crimes of passion or anger. I do not just stab a person. I plan it out. That is how I have never been detected. I plot. I hunt. I observe the patterns of my prey. No rush in killing either. I take my time, so my victim feels the pain and feels the impending death. That is what gets my cunt wet. I am a hunter. I get off on stalking and planning some little slut’s death or even some grown ass prick’s death. You can have your guns. I will keep sharpening my knives and planning my crimes. Care to join me?

My Taboo Phone Sex Fear

taboo phone sexWhat are you afraid of most? For this taboo phone sex slut, it is spiders. I hate the 8-legged freaks. I have this recurring nightmare of being covered in mutant spiders. You know, the big hairy tarantula kind. My stepson who hates me, recently discovered my fear and used it against me. With my husband out of town for a week, my stepson has free range to torment and torture me. Two nights ago, I woke up in the middle of the night and screamed bloody murder when I felt something crawling all over me. I thought it was a bad dream, but my bed was covered in spiders. I felt like I was in some B SyFy channel movie. I tried to swat the 8-legged freaks off me, but I became paralyzed in fear. Then panic hit and I could barely breathe, and I certainly could not move. I heard laughter. My stepson was in the corner of my bedroom stroking his dick. He was enjoying my fear. I thought I might have a heart attack. Spiders were falling from the ceiling. As my heart rate accelerated, I peed myself, but I was still immobilized with fear. He just laughed and jacked off. I screamed loudly and one got in my mouth. I was hyperventilating, sure I might stroke out. I begged for mercy. I told my stepson I would do anything he wanted if he could get them off me. He dragged me to the basement with hairy spiders still clinging to my flesh. He turned on the water hose and killed them. I worried about them still in my bedroom and in the house. I knew I may never sleep again. My skin bruised from the force of the water hose, but that was better than the feel of spiders crawling on my flesh. He asked me if I was going to be a good fuck pig and I nodded yes. I was still too freaked out to utter a word.  If he was trying to scare me into being his sex slave, it worked.  Ass rape porn was what was next. He sodomized me for hours. I laid there like a rag doll while he gaped my ass. He could have done anything to me at that point. Anything was better than spiders. I slept in my car and called the exterminator the next day. I will forever sleep with one eye open now.

She died slowly

taboo phone sexI wanted to kill a whore slowly, I’m always getting carried away with the blood lust and killing them far too quickly. I wanted to really take my time so I figured if I took a step back and watched the bitch die in another room I could keep myself from killing her too fast. I got a vacuum bed and put an unlucky little whore in it. She was naked and terrified, she begged for her life but I showed her no mercy. I sealed her into that bed and took slowly all the way to the end. I was able to watch her struggles from across the room, she was fighting for every breath and I just kept on slowly taking more and more air until there was none. It took several minutes for her to die and as I watched her I was overcome by the need to rub my dripping wet pussy. I was more turned on than I had ever been before. Once she was dead I sat on her latex covered face and rubbed my pussy all over  it until I came. I loved it, I want to try it again with someone even younger next time…

My Snuff Porn Got Real, Too Real

snuff pornI auditioned for a snuff porn a couple days ago. I needed the money. I knew it was staged, but I could likely get hurt or ruffed up still. When you do these kinds of films, you must sign a waiver letting the studio out of liability. Some directors want their films looking so authentic, that a starlet like me may end up black and blue. I was lucky I emerged breathing this time. I did not sign a waiver. That should have been my first red flag. The movie was not being made in a studio but an old abandoned house. That was red flag number two that went over my head. Honestly, I was so desperate for money that I ignored that little voice in my head. I was told this was a scary snuff sex movie. The premise was that me and another girl were spending the night in a haunted house to win some money and we were being stalked by a serial killer. We think its just fake scares orchestrated by the promoter of the contest, but it is a real serial killer. This movie was just the same. This sexy blonde bimbo had an equally sexy blonde bimbo co-star and we thought we were just fucking each other in a creepy house, then suddenly some crazed man jumped out. We thought it was part of the movie, which is was, but this man was trying to kill us for real. We ran naked through the house trying to escape. He caught my co-star and chopped her limbs off with an axe. In that moment, I was never so scared. I realized this was not some staged snuff film. I was fighting for my life. As he came at me with the axe, I ducked and tripped him. Then ran naked out of that hell hole. I ran right to road and got rescued by a stranger in a Ford pickup. I am lucky I got out alive. My co-star did not fare so well. Anyone can make snuff movies these days and not all are staged.