Category: Taboo phone sex

Halloween was made for snuff sex!

snuff sexHalloween is a glorious holiday for people like me, all those brats running around unsupervised, they are ripe for the picking and perfect snuff sex victims. They literally come right to your door basically offering themselves up for sacrifice! I have found that the key to success on Halloween is to decorate your house fully and feel free to make it scary too… just not TOO scary. You want it to seem like a safe place for the little ones to stop at, you don’t want them too scared to even approach your door. Also, don’t just snatch up the first little whore that comes to your door, you need to be careful! Some of these brats will have their parents with them and you do not want to catch any parent’s eye, you want to be practically invisible, just another piece of the scenery. When the perfect victim comes along you will know it, she will be all alone and a little nervous but if you are patient with her you will be able to get her inside without anyone hearing her scream. That’s when the real fun begins! She gets passed around to everyone and gets thoroughly fucked before we finally toss her broken bloody body into the oven to cook for our Halloween feast. It is a truly glorious tradition that I eagerly anticipate every year!

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Today I was tied to a chair. Legs spread wide on the arms of it. My pussy was there for the taking. Duck tape across my mouth. I sat there all alone waiting. Watching the door handle for someone to enter. My heart pounded out of my chest when I seen the knob finally turn. It was master. He came In holding his torture bag at this side. He rubbed his hand on my cheek like he wasn’t gonna hurt me. I knew better. He pulled out the big dildo that he had used on me before on the metal table. He didn’t even hesitate to shove it inside me. I tried to scream past the tape. No use of course why do I even bother screaming. I see a taser in his hand. This is new. He walks up and rubs one of my nipples with his fingers making it nice and hard. Then tasered me on my perky peak. I yelped behind the tape. He repeated with my other tit. He makes me sick. I scowl at him and he notices. He takes his knee and hits the huge 2 liter bottle size cock into me hard. Then he punches me in the face. You stupid bitch don’t think for a second I won’t slit your throats and go on about my day. I sob profusely. He rips out the cock. He uses the taser on my clit. It hurts so bad. He holds it there for a long while. I wish he would kill me at times well most the time. He continues to alternate between my tits and my pussy. I’ve stopped screaming it’s just sobs now. His phone rings and he walks off. Who knows how long i’ll end up sitting in this chair like this.

Blasphemy Sex and Fucking The Dead

My guy and I decided to ride over to the cemetery the other night after getting word from my friend, who was a Funeral director. Evidently a prime specimen we needed to see had been placed in a tomb earlier and I have full access as long as I give the Grounds keeper a blow job and he gets to watch. Arriving just after midnight I find the creepy groundskeeper and he leads me to tomb.

I never fucking do jack shit without making sure the deal is good and that means seeing the corpse before blowing fucking Igor. The specimen was fine indeed and my cunt just fucking gushed taking in the rigid cock, as it was beautifully huge! Satisfied on the deal I fulfilled my end letting the creep come on my tits before I mounted my dead friend and started riding that dead cock screaming out blasphemies that please my Lord and Master Satan.

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Klismaphilia Domination Phone Sex: What is Your Unusal Fetish?

domination phone sexDomination phone sex is not my thing. I am a submissive whore; however, all my callers and all the men in my life are very much dominant towards me. One particular master is shared with a friend of mine. Masters can have all the slaves they want, however, we  can only have one master. He put us together last night for some evil fun. Master has a very unusual fetish called KLISMAPHILIA. Ever hear of it? I had not. After last night, I wish I had never heard of KLISMAPHILIA. It is a fetish for enemas. I had no idea such a fetish even existed. The night began with us giving our master an old fashioned enema. It was one of those Fleet enemas. It was sooooo gross. Dani and I imagined we were ass rape porn stars prepping our co star for an anal torture scene. We felt dominant, but that feeling didn’t last.

ass rape pornOnce his bowels started to go, he shit all over us. Explosive shit jet blasted our pretty faces. As if that was not bad enough, we had to lick the shit off his ass. It was everywhere too. I am a submissive slut, so is Dani; but scat play is nothing we enjoy. I have not had an enema since I was a little girl. My daddy always gave them too me. I guess in hindsight, my daddy had KLISMAPHILIA too. Dani and I wanted to barf, but if we puked, he would make us lick it all up. We cleaned his shitty ass up, but that was not enough for him. He forced us to give each other enemas too. There was shit everywhere. So much shit, we looked like mud wrestling lesbians. We are good submissives, so when master ordered us to eat each other ‘s shit boxes, we did it. It was so degrading, but by the time we were done, everyone was clean. We, however, were sick. What strange fetish do you have? Submissive whores are the best at helping you explore your taboo phone sex fetishes.

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The Dirty Bathroom Glory Hole

Taboo phone sexI couldn’t believe Daddy even owed Gramps money. It seemed to be a large amount of money and he expected me to work it off! I am accustomed to taking care of Daddy’s debts by now, but with Gramps? He’s like 80. He is all old and wrinkly. Surely he wouldn’t be able to get it up and I would be relieved of this humiliation.

I  made my way down to the gas station Gramps owned, dreading what would surely come next. When I got there, Gramps acted like he was happy to see me. He told me to follow him to the back of the store. He looked at me and said I knew why I was here and I might as well get busy. I went to my knees, the usual place for a subby slut. He chuckled and told e to get up because I would not be serving him. He opened the door to his right, which turned out to be a tiny bathroom. It had nothing more than a toilet inside. I stepped inside and he slammed the door, saying I would stay thee until all his money was made up. I realized there were several holes in the sides of the walls. I was inside a glory stall. In moments, my first cock came poking through. I leaned forward to suck it. As soon as I had it in my mouth, a dick thrust into my pussy. Bending over to suck the first one had inadvertently put my pussy right in line with another home. hen I felt one pressing into my ass. These holes were everywhere. So 0 I was getting gang banged in a Glory Hole Stall. At least I wasn’t being beaten. That’s when I felt the first jolt of electricity shoot painfully through my body. I wasn’t sure how he done it but the electricity came from the cock who was fucking me. Then another jolt came through from the dick in my mouth. That stung even more than the first. I couldn’t believe what Gramps was putting me through. That was my last coherent thought. I remember a loud humming noise building and suddenly electricity came through my body from all three cocks. My world became dark as I lie in a heap in that dirty Glory Hole floor.

Formicophilia is perfect for torture sex!

torture sexI am fascinated with torture sex I am literally obsessed with finding new ways to fuck people up but this unusual fetish I came across may be too extreme even for me! It’s called Formicophilia and it is all about having a sexual obsession with having bugs crawl all over and even inside a person. I am not a huge fan of bugs crawling on me but since I wasn’t going to be the one tortured, I figured what the fuck, lets do it! My friends and I picked a whore to play with from the local strip club,it was almost too easy. We offered her $1000 to come with us and strip at a private party and she didn’t even hesitate, she just grabbed her coat and left with us. The stupid bitch was so hard up for money that she didn’t stop to think about why we would be so generous, she had dollar signs in her eyes and not a suspicious bone in her body. All that changed when we got back to my place though, we had to struggle to get her stripped and strapped down to the table and she was begging for us to let her go but it was far too late for that! When we brought the bugs out she became hysterical, she was struggling hard against the straps but she couldn’t get away and I think that’s when her mind started to break. She howled when we put all those bugs on her, you could see the madness in her eyes when they started going inside her and I have to say, I was starting to get a little turned on. Watching her get more and more hysterical was making my pussy drip so I grabbed one of my friends and made him fuck me while we watched her literally scare herself to death…

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They thought I was a witch…

taboo phone sexI came to find out that all of the little brats in my neighborhood seem to think that I am a witch. I know that I am an evil woman and yes, scary even, but a witch? That was something that I had never considered myself but if the little brats wanted a fucking witch, I was going to give them one! It was difficult to lure them into my yard because they were all terrified of me but it is Halloween season and I had a huge bowl of candy that they just couldn’t resist. Once they were on my porch they were mine… and no one could see me snatch them all up and carry them inside. I was screaming at them, telling them that they were all going to be victims of this witch and that after I killed them I would cook them into stew and feed it to their grieving parents and they were so fucking terrified that they all pissed themselves in fear! One by one I made sure to fuck all of their tiny little fuck holes and then drop them into my giant cauldron filled with boiling broth. I sure hope that their parents all enjoy my special Halloween Stew…

Haunted House Rape Fantasy

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I thought a haunted house would be the perfect place to try and get another rape fantasy fulfilled. Well, shit I was right! I dressed to kill, in very short skirt and a bra top. No panties.. I figured it would be easy access for my aggressor. So, I went to the haunted house and hung around outside for awhile and made myself seen. I meandered in and backed Into a dark corner in a room equipped with a strobe light. I couldn’t be seen by most people that were passing through, but there were members working the haunted house that knew that I was there. I only waited about thirty minutes before I felt the tug on my hair and hand covering my mouth. Finally, I thought but I struggled to make things interesting. My hair was pulled tight and a hand went around my throat and began to choke me. Flipped onto my belly, I could feel his hot breath on my neck as I felt him put his cock into my ass. After raping my ass, he got hard again real quick and gave my pussy a good pounding.

Strangulation Phone sex Fantasies

strangulation phone sexStrangulation phone sex something that gets your dick hard? Apparently my step son has strangulation fantasies I knew nothing about. I was sound asleep last night when I was awaken by cold hands on my throat. I thought it was a joke, but I guess the joke was on me. I looked up and saw my step son’s face. I could smell the alcohol on his breath. He had been drinking heavily. He is a very mean drunk. He wanted to fuck me, but I was not high. Plus his dad was in the house. I fought him, but he just kept tightening his grip around my throat. I was choking. I could feel pressure building up in my head and my eyes. I was kicking until I passed out. When I woke up his cock was shoved down my throat and his fist in my ass. As soon as I came too I started struggling again. His fist left my ass and went back on my throat. I clawed at his hands, but he was strong. He has always resented me for marrying his father because I was the mistress. I could feel the rage in his grip. I kept passing out and waking back up with his cock or fist in a fuck hole. I felt helpless. He was getting off on torturing me. I managed to elbow him in the balls and get away. It was momentarily because when I saw my face in the mirror I was horrified. I was blue. Purple veins were popped out in my head. My eyes were blood red. I looked like the Bride of Frankenstein. In my pause, he regained control and was angrier than ever. He bounced me off the wall dizzying me. I slumped to the ground where he violated me repeatedly for hours. He scares me. One of these days he is going to kill me right under his father’s nose.

Trick or Torture

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There is a haunted house of torture…they really exist. I would know because every year whenever he is bored with me he has me come up with the sickest haunted house I can! There are no treats when the little ones and their whore sisters or mommies ring the door. There’s simply pure tricks and torture here as they take the punishment my Daddy and I will have no choice but to bestow upon them. The house will appear fun for others but the real screams of terror will come from a mother and naughtier, each will get their nipples cut off and still have to act like everything is normally even as the blood flows outta their tits, they’ll be waiting to be fucked. Rammed like little whores even if they fight it! They are learning that pain is the only thing that works around here…They’ll soon see their place in life I’ll teach it to them all for HIM! He owns me, after all.