Category: Taboo phone sex

Torture sex is what he wants his mommy to find him giving his sister

The fucked-up part of my uncle was that he was having Torture sex with my mom since she was young, and his mommy knew. After a while he wanted her to know all the nasty shit he was doing. Therefore, he purposely fucked her hard in her little asshole in the living room where, his mom could walk in. Just like he planned she walked in. Instead of stopping him, she encouraged him.

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“I knew you were a nasty pervy offspring,” his mommy said to him. “You are ramming your sister like you don’t care what happens to her body” she said while giggling. “That’s because she is such a hole for me to use,” my uncle responds. She got close and rammed her fingers deep in her cunt. “You are deep in her asshole” she says to you as you rip her little asshole open.

“Since you are going to be a nasty pervy sadistic big brother with or without my permission, you will do whatever I want to her too,” she said connivingly. She grabs some stockings and ties her hands together. She even ties one around her neck. “Now I want you to user her for your nasty Rape phone sex fantasies while I watch you and tighten the stockings on her neck” she laughed.

Then my uncle kept fucking her hard over and over in my mommy’s ass. The harder my uncle’s mom fucked her cunt the harder she pulled on the stockings. Finally, my mom couldn’t take it anymore and she passed out. That is when my uncle fucked her harder and filled her ass up with his cum. His mommy, she squirted all over the place. Now my uncle is the sickest, nastiest pervman I have ever met.

Snuff Phone Sex or No Sex with Me

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex means you die, or I help you kill someone else. Nothing else. I am a dominant bitch and a sadistic one too. Even though I am clear about who I am and what I do, some loser with a death wish challenges me every time.

My latest victim Paul thought he could pay me to kill a bitchy coworker who tossed him under the bus. But once we met, he thought he could fuck me and kill his bitchy coworker. Not on my watch. We never got to Cheryl’s house because I killed him in my living room.

He forced me to break a few of my rules. And that pissed me off. So, I had to make his death gruesome. Brutal and bloody too. What a fucking tool. The moment he walked into my place he told me we should just fuck instead. And I laughed at him. Uncontrollable laughter. However, my laughter angered him.

Poor loser. He charged me like he meant to tackle me, but I pulled a knife out from between my boobs. I am always prepared.He fell on my knife. Charged me and got stabbed in the gut. What a mess he made. Bled everywhere. I mean this would be hard to clean up.

Usually, I make my snuff movies at my kill shack in the woods. Hose off the blood, toss down some bleach and I can get rid of the death smell and evidence. But I was in my house not my kill shack. But I still gutted him. His blood and intestines spilled out onto my shag carpet. That carpet really went with the room. So that pissed me off.

You Are My Victim or My Accomplice, Nothing Else

I did not mean to kill him so quickly. Or even kill him in my place. But he charged me. Self-defense. However, I could not call the cops. I did not panic. I dragged his body into my kitchen and carved him up. Took off his dick and balls for my collection. I guess you could say they are my trophies.

Then I carved his body up like a side of beef. Knife play is my specialty. Tedious work though. Gave my body a workout. But I chopped him up and put his various body parts in coolers. Loaded him up in my car and fed him to the wildlife piece by piece out by my kill shack in the woods.

The animals looked happy for fresh meat. When I got home, I spent hours cleaning up the crime scene. But it was not a good snuff sex kill. It happened quickly and unexpectedly. No prolonged agony. So, now I am looking for a more fulfilling kill. Would that be you?

 

Taboo phone sex with Priest Pedro P-daddy confessions

Taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex with the Priest who likes little girls and boys. I fuck him up and make him pay for his sins!

As the night went on Father Pedro’s confessions grew more lurid and his secret desires became increasingly clear. I knew he had a taste for young victims and now, with him trapped in this situation, I could make him pay for his sins. 

Taboo phone sex with Priest Pedro P-daddy confessions

This little whore smirked as I watched him squirm with shame and embarrassment, knowing that I had the upper hand. He begged me to stop, but I knew he couldn’t resist my power. I reveled in his fear and humiliation as I took pleasure in punishing him.

His voice trembled as he spoke, his words a mix of guilt and lust. “I never thought I’d say this to anyone, let alone a Violent phone sex teen like you. There are temptations too great for me to resist, and I just can’t walk away from them. I fantasize about hurting little girls and boys, and I know it’s wrong.”

Knowing he was spouting more than I wanted, I pulled what he was really doing to those doll faced slutkins! 

I leaned closer to the phone, my voice dripping with Evil. “You’re not going to get away with this, Father. No one is safe from your desires. You’re going to pay for what you’ve done, and I’m going to make sure of it.”

Father Pedro begged, and he tried to stammer out a plea. “Please, I didn’t mean to be so sick in the head. I just… I just needed someone to talk to. I never intended to act on these brat fuckin Snuff porn thoughts.”

My heart hardened at his desperation, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the power I had over him. “You’re a sick man, Father. But you know what? I can play your game too. I’ll make you suffer for the things you’ve done.”

My imagination started to run wild as I thought about the ways I could make him pay. The image of a little girl or boy wrapped in chains, his eyes filled with terror and tears, flashed before my eyes. I could see their innocence tainted by the hands of a twisted man like Father pedro

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Cannibalism phone sex is not too extreme for me!

Cannibalism phone sex Cannibalism phone sex is not too extreme for me! I crave the taste of human flesh, the succulent texture of fresh meat, and the thrill of the hunt. I’m a cannibal, and I’m not ashamed to admit it. In fact, I revel in it. The taste, the texture, the aroma – it’s all so intoxicating. 

My Master is the one who turned me into this insatiable, flesh-eating whore. He saw something in me that no one else did, and he knew I was destined for a life of debauchery and depravity. He took me under his wing, and I’ve been his loyal whore ever since.

I love to eat the flesh of a freshly killed whore while my Master’s cock is in my ass. The feeling of his thick, throbbing member pounding away at my tight asshole is indescribable. It’s like a drug, and I can’t get enough of it. As he fucks me, I feed like a wild animal, tearing into the flesh of my fellow whores. The taste of their blood and the texture of their flesh send me into a frenzy of pleasure and ecstasy.

Our Snuff sex is  so hot! When I feed him his favorite parts of a whore’s body, I bite that sweet little pussy off and spit it into his mouth. He loves it when I do that, and it only makes him fuck me harder. I can feel his cock swelling inside me, and I know he’s close to cumming. My Master knows how much I love to eat brains, and he always saves the best for me. He’ll fuck me hard and deep, and the skull fuck the whore until he explodes. The best part is when he pulls out and let me feast on his cum and the brains of the whore he just fucked

 I love being a horny little zombie. It’s like I’m consuming their very essence, their thoughts, their desires, and their fears. I can feel their life force coursing through me, and it only makes me more ravenous for more. I can feel the warmth of her blood on my tongue, and I savor every last bite. It’s a life of depravity, and it’s what I deserve. So, if you’re ever in the mood for a hot, evil cannibal whore, look no further than me, Marley. I’ll give you the ride of your life, and I’ll make sure you never forget it. Just remember, I’m not your typical whore. Call for yummy Taboo phone sex, lets eat, daddy!

 

 

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasy with Four-Legged Friend

Taboo phone sex  makes me so hot and horny. I have this fantasy I want you and I to play out. I’m doing my normal run around the park and you’re a sadistic phone sex pervert who sees a dumb black bitch that you’re ready to attack and force fuck. You have your furry, four-legged, friend with you and you want him to join in on the fun.

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The trail I am running on is in the woods and you and your four-legged friend are hiding in the bushes. I run pass your bush and you hop out! You get me down by stabbing me in my fat ass and I fall to the ground. You put a blindfold on my face and drag me to your car. I’m aching in pain, I’m scared, but oh so wettttt…

Your drive out the park and to an abandoned cemetery that’s next to trail. You push me out the car and when I fall to the floor, you and your furry friends rip all of my clothes off of me. You order me to get on all fours and suck that furry dick. You pull your dick out and I see you are getting turned on watching me gag on that furry dick. You push my head down deeper and I feel furry balls enter my furry cream slurping mouth. Your fur buddy is ready to cum and you force me to swallow all of that mutt sperm. 

It’s your turn, you decide I look like one of the nigger whores from the ass rape porn you love to watch, and you fuck my juicy black ass just like those bitches from those dirty flicks. When your done with me, my asshole is gaping and looks like a whoopie pie from all the creamy crack oozing from my slutty ass! 

Bad Babysitter Phone Sex Scores Me Free Coke

babysitter phone sexSome men know I have a babysitter phone sex profile on a few sites. As a mom, I set up the site for some quick cash when I need some. Even though I make decent money here, I am not paid daily. And I blow through my weekly check quickly. That’s what happens when you enjoy cocaine like I do. However, a drug dealer I sometimes need to use found out I had a babysitting profile. He recognized me and hatched a plan.

I avoid this guy when I can. Why? Because he is a sadist. A last resort drug dealer. But he made me an offer I could not refuse. Give him access to a little boy’s butt and get a week’s worth of coke free. I knew he would come after my sons if I did not do this for him. So, I looked around for gigs involving a young boy knowing that I would be turning that innocent boy into this dealer’s private ass rape porn star.

A Desperate Coke Head Mommy Will Do Anything for a Fix

However, despite my crisis of consciousness, I delivered him a boy butt to his liking. What was I supposed to do? Say no to coke and let him force his dick in my sons’ assholes? Like I said, this man is pure evil. If I did not deliver what he wanted, I would pay the price. So, I showed up to babysit Eric last night. Cute boy full of life. Good parents but a bad babysitter. I spiked his nighttime milk with some Xanax and muscle relaxers. From my own experience that can help ease the pain of rough anal sex.

My dealer came in once the meds kicked in. And he went to town on that boy’s ass. Talk about a taboo phone sex story. The boy screamed and cried. But I tried to tell him it was just a nightmare. A bad dream. My dealer pumped poor Eric full of cum while I held him down in his twin bed. I soothed him the best I could. Even sucked the cum out of his swollen butt hole to help wash away DNA and sooth it a bit.

Once my dealer left, I drugged him some more. The parents may find out but not before I took my profile down and erased any trace of me. A druggy whore must do what she must do for a fix.

 

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Explored With Me

rape phone sex fantasiesYour rape phone sex fantasies are safe with me. I promise. Since I love to lure young girls to you, I will not tell a sole. Perhaps, I have just as much to lose as you do. Because I was once on the other side of rape fantasies, I know how to lure young girls away. Young girls never feel threatened by me. But if girls acted smarter about female strangers, they might not go missing.

Tony is this new guy in my life. We fuck and hunt. Not at the same time though. We use the mall for foreplay. We walk around looking for a girl he likes and talk about all the bad things we want to do to her, like make her star in a teen rape porn. Then we go home and fuck talking out loud about the depraved things we will do to the little girl we spotted. Makes us both so horny.

After we fuck, we go back to the mall the next day and start to spy of the girl that made us so horny the day before. We follow her around the mall and take notes. I study my victim’s routine and stuff. Get an idea of how to approach her and lure her right into our trap. I study our potential victim for about a week. Teenage girls appear to be the most self-absorbed group of people in the world. Vacuous and vain. And that makes them easy prey.

Let Me Help Your Find Some Young Fuck Meat

I told the girl I was a model scout and she believed me. Led her to Tony’s Lake house. Dumb cunt still did not realize she’d been duped even after meeting him. When he ripped her clothes off and dick slapped her, I saw the light bulb go off. Tony loves rough anal sex. So, you know he made her his ass rape porn star.

We have been at his lake house all week doing unspeakable things to this teen girl who is now officially listed as a missing person. Maybe you want to join us. According to Tony she is very tight in all the right places. But the way he has been fucking her, I doubt she will stay that way much longer.

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Strangulation phone sex

 

For the daring and the bold, I present a thrilling tale of a peculiar fetish—strangulation phone sex. Prepare to blush and breathe deeply as we venture into this kinky realm…

Oh, my, what a kinky thought—a beautiful throat adorned with strong hands, applying just the right amount of pressure. A delicious fantasy indeed!

But tonight, we shall make it a reality. I have a plethora of ideas—a veritable arsenal of strangulation methods at our disposal. Electrical cords, robust ropes, or everyday belts—each offering a unique sensation, leaving their mark on my tender neck.

Imagine me, helpless on the bed, my hands bound above me. You, my mysterious strangler, have the upper hand—a delicious power trip. With each tool, I moan and Capitulate—an orchestra of ecstasy, each note carefully conducted.

The toaster cord, a sleek instrument, winds around my throat, the heat a welcome hug. The hairdryer, a powerful beast, offers a force to be reckoned with—my struggles futile, yet so arousing. And the belt—a personal favorite—snugly embraces my neck, your strong pull sending shivers down my spine.

Each method has its charms, leaving different patterns on my skin—a visible sign of our intimate battle. But the pleasure, ah, the pleasure is mine. I yearn for the tightness, the loss of breath, the sensation of being dominated by your strong hands.

My secret desire… a risky business, but oh so enticing!

Evil phone sex slut Stephanie

evil phone sexMaster needs to hurry up and call me so that I can rub my evil phone sex slut pussy and tease him about torturing his stupid wife. He’s waiting for her to fall asleep so that he can lie next to her and stroke his big dick while I give him details on how I would snuff her out. She’s lame as fuck and doesn’t deserve his amazing dick. Daddy needs an evil cum gutter whore like me, that loves inflicting pain on others. We do this all the time and I’ve become obsessed with torturing her to make his dick throb. I’m getting more wet and impatient by the minute. I just want to be covered in that dumb bitch’s blood, ripping her apart and chewing on pieces of her while he’s fucking me from behind. I rub my slut pussy and fantasize about biting into her eyeball and feeling it burst and all the fluid squishing into my mouth. I’ll chew it up and let Master suck it from my tongue. I constantly dream of strangling that stupid bitch with a length of rusted barbed wire, wrapping it so tightly around her neck that it cuts into her skin, to the point of decapitation. I get off thinking about how good it would feel to have her struggling and bleeding out at my feet while her husband is destroying my cunt with his hard dick. I’m a twisted slut with a head full of evil and fucked up fantasies and Master is my perfect match. I’m building his confidence up until the day that he’s brave enough to slide that blade across her throat and fuck the gaping, bleeding wound while he talks to me on the phone. If I were any closer, he would wake up to me in bed with both of them, holding my knife to her neck and encouraging him to make the slice. Until Master is ready for me to make that special trip and snuff that stupid slut out, I guess I’ll settle for rubbing my whore cunt on these dark and naughty calls.

 

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Welcomed Here if You Play By My Rules

murder phone sex fantasiesIf you have murder phone sex fantasies you are in the right place. Well, you are in the right place if you want an accomplice. However, I will kill or castrate you if you attempt to make me your victim or your girlfriend. I am a sadistic woman. Not the typical woman you encounter on phone sex lines. I have zero interest in giving you the GFE experience. Nor do I have any interest in men attempting to tame or break me.

Yet no matter how clear I am that I am in charge and that I am not a GFE provider, men either try to snuff me or make me their girlfriend. So, either that want killed or castrated but are too weak to ask for it.  Or they are just plain stupid. But either way, I eat guys like that for breakfast and shit them out the next day. And this world seems full of self-entitled men who think they know what I need and want.

Men Need to Know Their Place with Me or Lose Their Cock and Balls

I need my space. And I want castration phone sex trophies. I can make America great again for women. How? Castration ensures two things that can truly improve America. One, castration ensures that a tool cannot procreate and make itty bitty tools. And it ensures that they will never try whatever bullshit they tried with me on another woman.

Perhaps, I am a bit of a collector and hunter too.  In my dungeon, I have a wall dedicated to jars of balls and dicks. And all impeccably labeled with the loser’s name, last known address and date of castration. Inside the jar, you will find the loser’s balls and perhaps cock too. Some men pissed me off so much, I took all their junk. However, cock and ball torture sex is a guarantee with me if you call me to be your accomplice and try to make me your victim or lover instead. Don’t say I did not warn you.