Category: Taboo phone sex

Strangulation Phone Sex

strangulation phone sexStrangulation phone sex fantasies excite me. I am an erotic asphyxiation girl. I have been masturbating and choking myself since I was a teen girl. When I do it, I know when to stop. I don’t take it too far. At worst, I have a pretty blue mark around my neck the next day. The other day I hooked up with a group of women into it too. I just didn’t realize that they were dominant bitches. Their only goal was to choke me out. Choke me out dead. They chained me up like a slave. I had a leather strap around my neck that was so tight my eyes started to bulge. I couldn’t catch my breath. They laughed at me. They joked that they wanted to kill a bitch, strangle her to death and I fell right into their hands. I felt stupid for trusting them. I just thought we would play some harmless strangle games, cum hard and go our separate ways. Little did I know, I was their victim for their strangle fantasy. They taunted me for hours. I would pass out and they would either slap me awake or give me smelling salts. They couldn’t believe their luck in finding such a stupid whore who would walk right into their hands. I did, and those hands turned me into a snuff porn star.  

Home Invasion Phone Sex Snuff Film

The lines of reality and fantasy were blurred and it seemed like a horrible but dementedly erotic dream that had me awaking so fucking wet. Then I realized the wetness was blood and I was battered, bruised and sore all over and bleeding from a home invasion phone sex snuff filming from the looks of a note left. I survived this? I look at my phone and there was a video link sent to me…

I view the video and to my disbelief it’s me being fantasy raped in a snuff film gangbanged by multiple BBC cocks and they are ripping my holes into a bloody mass of destructive fucking and I am passed out from the intense shock and pain when 2 big nigger penises slam my cunt hole ripping it wide open as my ass is being sodomized by a nigger cock the size of a fucking soda can. I have no idea how it is I am alive still.

Home Invasion Phone Sex

Stranger Danger 3

Torture phone sexThe man was very particular in the places he would touch and others he would beat relentlessly. He had spent no time cutting my clothes off so he could see all of me. I asked him once what his plans were, he said I was too pale. He was going to add color to me. He made two very deep cuts on each of my sides, each causing me to let out a high pitch scream. This angry him so he decided to gag me when hitting me didn’t keep me quiet enough. I could feel fiery pain all through my body as he got behind me and grab a hold of my ass. I felt his fingers entering my tight ass and then aggressively shoving his cock in. He reached around and his hands grabbed directly on the slits he made on my sides as he would forcefully pull my body hard into him. My screams muffled by the gag at the sharp pain from the tearing of my skin.

Talk to me nice or don’t talk to me twice

snuff sex I should of kept my mouth shut and let him treat me like the slut I am. I got tired of being a subby slut and told him to “Talk to me nice or don’t talk to me twice” Oh boy do I regret that. The fury that my comment brought to him was like no other. He was beyond pist and was going to show me who was boss. He made a quick call and told me I was going to learn my fucking lesson. All his poker buddies came over to treat me like a bukkae scum bag. He wanted to have snuff sex with me first. He was choking me out and make me cry. He was pissing all over me and lettign all his friends have a turn with me. I was used like a ragdoll and I had to take it. He wanted me to know never to fucking step up to him again. I will think twice before I ever give him any kind of sass. My ass pussy and mouth hurt so much afterward for days I could barely walk straight. The pain was intense but my suffering was his pleasure.

Snuff Phone Sex Fantasies

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Snuff phone sex fantasies make me wet. I am a twisted woman. The higher I get, the more fucked up and twisted my thoughts become too.  I was doing meth with this dealer the other night. Normally, I am a coke head, but beggars can’t be choosers. He was a dealer, but not a coke dealer. I didn’t have money to pay, just my worn out fuck holes. None of my regular dealers will give me coke anymore, so I tried meth. I got high quicker than ever before. I got fucked up in the head quicker than before too. I started talking about snuff sex and my twisted death fantasies. I was so fucked up, that I didn’t even realize he had restrained me and put a choke collar around my neck. I was blabbering about a torture and rape fantasy and he was preparing me for it. I am unsure when I realized that we were acting out my fantasy. It could have been when he fisted my ass. Or, it might have been when he strung me up to a beam and used me as a punching bag. When the baseball bat cracked over my head and the blood trickled down over my face, I knew for sure we were no longer just talking. I should have been in pain, but I was laughing and begging for more. I guess that was the Meth talking. I woke up the next day looking like death warmed over. I was sore as fuck. I looked like hell, but guess what? My pussy was super wet. I told you I was a nasty fucking freak. I think I like meth more than coke. I didn’t think it was possible for me to go any darker, but one night of Meth proved me wrong.

Stranger Danger 2

Torture phone sexI vaguely remember being pulled out of the car, and carried into a house, it was mostly dark but I could feel a cool draft as the man took me down a flight of stairs into a basement. I stayed calm, only breathing heavily from nerves and the pain I felt in my head. Feeling woozy as he began to chain up my arms, giving me no choice but to try and stand on my own. He let out a wicked laugh as he came up and licked my face. He then pulled out a knife and started to cut right down the middle of my shirt, revealing my black bra underneath. He slowly cut a slit above my breast before leaning down and kissing my breast. Will he be the one to finally end it?

My snuff movies were called Killing Francis

snuff moviesMy snuff movies were called “Killing Francis” and I just made the latest installment. Francis is a very weak little man, barely 5′ 7″, he weighs no more than 140 pounds soaking wet and he looks like a weak little bitch. He didn’t even protest while I tied him up, all he did was cry! He didn’t beg for help, he could see all those people crowded around to watch him die and the little wimp just accepted his fate. He cried while I beat him, he cried while he bled and eventually he even begged for his life… but it was far too late for him to save himself. I just kept beating him while the crowd chanted “Kill Francis! Kill Francis!” over and over and in the end he died the way he lived, a broken wimpy little bitch of a man.

Castration Phone sex: Eunuchs Make Great P Accomplices

castration phone sexMany men have castration phone sex fantasies. I think that is why women like me exist. Most losers who know they need junk removal, lack the ability to do it on their own. I have a partner in crime who is a eunuch. He is less a partner and more of a slave. He was a local pervert. Spent some time in prison for exposing his little willie to the local brats at the park. He lacks a sadistic mind. No follow through. I have no problem with perverts if they can help me torture and force fuck little annoying brats. All this loser could do was flash his sad little penis, so I took his balls. He knew they needed to go or he was going to end right back in prison where men like him never fare well. It was a mercy castration. Since he no longer gets aroused physically at little ones, there is no distraction. He can assist me in kidnapping precious little angels for the real men. The mean who don’t lack follow through. The men who can and want to do a lot more than just show some little blue-eyed brat his wiener. I make a great dishonest living. It didn’t take me long to realize there was a market for snuff movies with precious little angels. Most P offenders don’t fuck a little one as hard as they want or even at all because the DNA they leave behind, not to mention the eyewitness testimony. I let men fuck as hard as they want with the little tender age slut of their choice. We film it as a keepsake to spank their meat to for decades to come. My eunuch slave and I take care of the kidnapping and disposal of the remains for a hefty fee of course. What would you do to a tiny victim if you knew you would never get caught?

Take Me Away

Snuff phone sexLife is funny when you think about it. Every day have these little annoyance and concerns. Emotions like joy and happiness only last for a few moments then in the end all that’s left is nothing. Just skin that rots away, then the bones slowly waste away until they are dust. I bet dying is so peaceful. To not have to have those worries or concerns anymore. I could easily found out for myself but I think it should be a intimate experience. I want to make a deal. You do whatever you want to me, I’ll do anything you ask. The only thing I ask in return is you take me away from this world in the very end.

Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasies

home invasion phone sexI have home invasion phone sex fantasies. What about you? The idea of a stranger breaking into my home while I sleep and forcing himself on me gets my cunt wet. When I was a little girl, something similar happened to me while I was spending the night at a friend’s house. We were all asleep, when the family dog started barking. My friend and I were sleeping in her bed. We got up to peer through the door to see what the noise was about. We saw masked men holding a gun to her mother’s head. Her parents were insisting they were home alone in the house, so I took my friend and hid her. I was smart enough to know those strangers would come looking for a little girl or boy in the house. Let them find me instead. When they dragged me out to the living room, I called the Nelsons mom and dad. They only had one girl, so I pretended to be her. The truth was that even as a school girl, I had snuff porn fantasies. I wanted the armed men to hurt me. They made Mr. Nelson do sexual things to me thinking I was his daughter. I told “daddy” it was okay and to do what he needed to do to keep us safe. I think Mr. Nelson secretly enjoyed fucking my baby asshole because he had a huge boner as he force fucked my ass the way the armed intruders instructed him to do so. I think even Mrs. Nelson enjoyed the show. She was grateful I think that it wasn’t her own baby girl getting ass reamed. I cried and said it hurt, but I loved every moment of it. I survived that night obviously, so did the Nelsons. They were always indebted to me afterward and folks in town looked at me as a hero. Really, I was just a kinky little pain slut even way back then.