Category: Taboo phone sex

Ass Rape Porn Star Gets a Violent Makeover From Her Son

ass rape pornEven when my oldest son feels under the weather, he can still make mommy his number one ass rape porn star. And because he was not feeling well, he really wanted to beat mommy beautiful. He loves to see me black, blue and purple. His favorite colors on me.  He is prone to giving his mommy violent makeovers. But I know he loves me. Why else would he give me so much coke to dull the pain?

I know he needs money. And our violent makeover sessions bring him the money he needs. So, I never mind helping him. His fans love to watch him fucking destroy my ass pipe. But I am such a scatter brain sometimes. Like I always forget to remove my teeth before a skull fuck. And when I do, he needs to punch my teeth out. I deserve it though for being so absent minded. Not like this was our first rodeo together.

Mommy Son Violent Makeovers Bring in The Dough

I heard the dings as our violent phone sex session got underway. He punched my face and my kidneys as I pushed out my ass pipe for him and his viewers. Fucking my prolapse just gets the crowd going. The dings sounded deafening to me, but I know how much money it brings him when he puts that zip tie around my protruding shit pipe and starts to fuck it like it’s a pocket pussy. My face stayed buried in the bowl of coke until I could not even feel the pressure pain. I told you he loved me.

But he upped his pain game this session. Broke out the brass knuckles and it’s been a while since I saw those.  My body felt battered and bruised, but not enough for his preference. So, he went Mike Tyson on my prolapsed asshole with those brass knuckles making me cringe in pain. Just meant I needed more coke. He fucked my prolapse while pinning me to the wall like a bug.

Brass Knuckles to My Shit Pipe Keeps the Money Flowing

As he fucked and punched my prolapsed asshole, I could hear the continued dings. But he had only just begun. As he got out the plastic bag for my head, he started calling me a 4-hole wonder. And that always means he is about to fuck my pee hole. Ouch. He gave me a piss transplant as he shot a steady stream of urine up my urethra. Even though I struggled to breathe, he continued to rag doll fuck my 4th hole. More chimes rang when he put on those brass knuckles again too.

When he finally came from the torture sex, his cock felt like it was going to bottom out in my belly. That’s how far down my throat he was. He punched my face with his cock choking me. And I could taste his cum mixed in with blood. He came and punched me simultaneously. Even in pain himself, he can still give his mommy a huge load.

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies Need an Accomplice Like Me

killer phone sexYour killer phone sex fantasies remain safe with me. As your dirty accomplice, I keep all your secrets. Lord knows, I have a few of my own. So, I would consider myself a hypocrite if I judged you because you want to snuff out your wife or your mistress. My accomplice duties include all sorts of things. And they are not limited to helping you fuck a jailbait whore either.

When Jesse approached me, he seemed hesitant to tell me what he needed. It was like pulling teeth to get him to admit he wanted his wife killed for the insurance money. Now, I have learned a few things in the past few years playing with a deadly crowd. The husband will always be the prime suspect especially if he profits significantly from the death of his wife.

But this is why I am a good accomplice. My connections to the seedy underbelly of this world give me insight. As much as he wanted to kill his cunt of a wife, I could not let him do that. I had to be the one to do it, so he could have an airtight alibi.  How this sort of murder for hire goes wrong is that the person hiring the contract killer gets some local lowlife who does it for cheap and is too stupid to cover his tracts.

I Love Being the Accomplice Who Kills For You

You make me your accomplice. I have no criminal record, so my prints and DNA do not appear in any system. I have no ties to the victim or the police’s number one suspect. Plus, I never leave evidence behind. I killed his wife. And I made it look like a home invasion phone sex plot gone awry.  I strangled her with a rope. An old rope I found in a junkyard, not purchased. All my accessories were found items.

I even put a rubber on a dildo and fucked her rough to make it look like an assault occurred too. Timing is everything when planning a murder. My client’s neighborhood lives in fear because of a string of home robberies. I studied the previous crimes to make it similar. Sure no one had been murdered yet, but then no one had been home or awake at the time of the previous home invasions.

I enjoyed killing this prissy stuck-up bitch. And I made it hurt. She knew her husband hired me, but I played dumb. She put up a fight, but never got my DNA on her. Her husband was 600 miles away golfing with his buddies. No way he did the crime.  Another happy client. So, who can I kill for you? I am the perfect accomplice phone sex partner.

Knife play phone sex with a big hanging foreskin and Pearly Penile Papule

Knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex with a big hanging foreskin and Pearly Penile Papules! You know those beautiful cock pebbles that roll around in your mouth?  Sometimes evolution forgets a part of a man’s cock meat to ensnare his bitch and lubricate his cock. Because it never ever matters if a bitch is wet for you when you fuck her! But Bobby has this huge drape of skin that I love playing with. And When things go a little south, The knife cums out! My teeth gnashing at his cock while some of my little friends are trying their best to pull and play with a hole cut from long ago. 

Knife play phone sex with an unusual cock and youngins

Partial Castration phone sex of a huge mound of hanging skin is a perfect training tool for my knee high minions. See, Torturing a penis with something extra has always been high on my needs list. When I have the opportunity to flesh out some cock flesh I always jump at it. Bobby’s screams of joy as my other little friends tug and stretch his dangling skin  make me wet with anticipation. I’m in control and I love every moment of it. 

Plus hearing my girls screech as his big pappus stretches them out while he is bleeding has me thinking he is ripping little cunts open.

Sadistic phone sex pain is pleasure, mine.

            Sadistic phone sex pain is pleasure, mine. To begin with torturing, you bring me to sopping wet levels of nasty cunt. Squirt all over. A little blood, a little mayhem, a whole lot of evil vindictive and violent pain will most definitely make me cum. Next you will be getting hard from the torture for pain is pleasure in more ways than one.

            First it gets my cunt hole fucking sopping soaking squirting wet. Shallow cuts, give a thousand paper cuts. Little droplets appear. Stinging turns to agony. Every cut gets a lick on the cock. Associating the pain and the pleasure. Rim around the head, a shallow cut. Slip it into the cunt. Feel the burn of my juices soaking over the cut. The salty sweet mixed with the tightness.  Sadistic phone sex

            Tie the balls. Prick them. Immediately those pricks are soaked with juices. Stinging. Throbbing even harder. Squeezing even tighter. Hence you are throbbing more. After all, the more I tie off your balls, the harder it is to cum.

            Until finally not able to hold it anymore and you cum in this cunt of mine. After I have cum numerous times.

Cannibalism Phone Sex Because I Don’t Leave a Trace

cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex might not be your cup of tea. So, if it is not, move along. But I am a sick bitch with lots of taboo predilections. The way I view cannibalism is that it is better to eat the body you just killed than to get caught. I am simply a conservationist who believes in disposing of any harmful or toxic waste in a manner that does not disrupt nature’s ecological process.

Plus, have you seen the cost of groceries lately? However, poor losers can provide me with several months’ worth of meat. What you cannot do for me while you are alive, you can do for me in death. Make yourself useful to a snuff porn Goth goddess. Let me kill you and eat you.

In a way I am like a Praying Mantis. I bite the head off my playmates. Although I do not need sex in the conventional way most folks do. I do use my Goth appeal to lure guys when I am starting to run low on man meat. I let Xander worship my body first. He ate my pussy. And he licked my ass, but instead of fucking him or even sucking his cock, I bit it off and drank his blood like a vampire.

I am a Praying Mantis of Sorts. After Mating I Bite Your Head Off or Maybe Your Dick

His testicles I bit off next. I know he thought we would fuck, but I was hungry. So, I left bites and cuts all over his skin to exsanguinate him. A body drained of blood just cooks better. I shoved a stick so far up his ass that it came out the other end. Plopped him over an open flame and slow cooked him for hours to get that tender meat.

He can take solace in the fact that he will feed me for months. Most men can serve me better in their death than they can alive. I am not the GFE kind of woman. More like sadistic phone sex kind of woman. I ate some of Xander last night after he cooked for hours. And I must say that I will enjoy feasting on his flesh. And no doubt, the wild animals that live in the woods behind my kill shack will enjoy his bones.

Torture sex is what my friend and I got

My friends and I learned a lesson when we got some Torture sex from a nasty perv, we ran into. I blame my friend because she is a dumb whore. “We will knock on the door and pretend we are raising money for our debate club” she said to me as we walked up to the door. After knocking on the door, she says “hello sir we are raising money for our club would you be able to donate today?”. He has a devious look and responds with “Yes come in while I get my wallet”.

Torture sex

Therefore, we walled right in and followed him to the kitchen. As we waited, he gave us some water. But after drinking it I woke up; we were both naked and tied up. “Dumb bitches, you should know better than to knock at a registered door” he laughed and spanked us both. “I’m an offender and I like young holes like yours” he laughed as he pushed his fingers inside our cunts. After that he sniffed our pussy juices off his fingers. “Nice and ripe for the pickin” he laughed.

Right after that he pulled his cock out and started to fulfill his Rape phone sex fantasies with us and rammed his cock in my friend’s asshole. She screamed out but it didn’t matter she had taped over her mouth. I watched as her asshole was ripped open and blood was rushing down her legs.

He never stopped. He just grabbed her by the neck and used her ass to jack him off. Finally, he moaned out “die bitch” as he squeezed her neck until it snapped and filled her ass with his sperm. “Did you hear the snap, lucky for you she took all my energy” he said to me teasingly. I had another day to figure out how to get out of this, is all I could think. 

Accomplice Phone Sex Mommies Make the Best Assistants

accomplice phone sexAs a submissive fuck slut, I don’t get accomplice phone sex calls often. But when I do, I love them. Why? Because it takes the focus off me. And what submissive slut does not want a break from the abuse sometimes? Nick promised me all the coke I could handle if I helped him fuck his teen niece. Seemed like easy money to me. But it was not. The teen niece possessed a ton of spunk.

Women seem to have an increase in odds when kidnapping or luring young ones away from the safety of their parents or peer group. Less stranger danger is my guess. But Jefferey Epstein used that Giselle chick to lure all his jailbait playmates. So, I concocted a story about being a model scout and knowing her uncle. She left the mall with me willingly. Little did she know she was about to star in a teen rape porn.

Women, Especially Mommies, Make Great Accomplices

When I arrived with her at this little rent a cabin in the middle of nowhere, she realized she had been duped. Boy did she put up one hell of a fight too. She kicked and screamed, and even clawed at my face with her dagger nails. But her uncle heard the raucous and came to help. He injected her with some Fentanyl because he works in a doctor’s office. It knocked her out quicky.

I thought my part was over because I brought him the girl. However, he wanted me to watch as he violated her every hole. He gave me my coke, so I did a line and watched him explore the rape phone sex fantasies he has held for this girl for a long time. He fucked her hard too. But she just laid there on the floor limp from the drugs as he fucked every hole in her body. Not sure what he did with her afterwards, as I eventually left. Perhaps, she died. Not my concern though. I got my coke and did my part.

Bloody Phone Sex Accomplice for Making Men Wiggle

Bloody phone sex accomplice for making men wiggle. Last night I was at a Dinner party with my Boss. And my boyfriend wasn’t happy about how my Boss kept touching me. As I laughed and flirted with Mr. D, my boyfried got all pissy.

Now I imagine you want to know about this making men wiggle thing. Let me explain. When a body is hit with a sudden intense force of a moving object… say a train… they kind of wiggle. Like to be completely forceably split in two at the waist, belly, or some part like that.

In this moment, Essentially the nerves are making like a dance move and the body wiggles.  Now There seems to be lots of blood, and intestines hanging out. This is when I find it to be a wonderful kinky time to jerk off my bosses cock.

Finally, as my boyfriend struggles, gargles words. Seems there’s so much blood in his throat and is fully aware of what I am doing. Just watching as that cock ejaculates. Now, I take a sledge hammer and slam it into his head and make his brains ejaculate.

At last it’s time to say ciao. Bye bye loser and thanks for the boob job!

Bloody Phone Sex

He Wanted to Star in an Ass Rape Porn

ass rape pornHe asked me to help him make an ass rape porn movie. And I was down for that. However, I had two completely different scenarios in mind. I thought he either wanted to fuck my ass hard and film it. Or perhaps, I thought he meant we would kidnap a young girl and force her to star in his hardcore anal porn video.

But I was wrong on both counts. He wanted to be the star. Now, I told him to count me in and I meant it. I just did not expect him to want me to fuck his ass. And he wanted the biggest and blackest strapon I had too. That was not a problem. My bag of tricks contains dildos even too big for any of my seasoned holes. And I am a former gangbang rape porn star.

But Pete said he would pay me. What do I care if I am shredding the ass of some little teen slut or the ass of some guy. Money spends the same way. And I am a sexy switch. I dumped out all my sexy toys and he saw the 24-inch black dildo and that’s what he wanted. It is a double-sided dildo, meant for two holes, not one. And with as thick as it is, even half of that dildo could be a real struggle.

I Can Help You With Any Fantasy You Want

Good thing I had plenty of lube. I always tell folks that with enough lube and patience, anything is possible. Although I used an entire bottle of lube up his asshole, I needed more. He appeared to be an anal virgin. Not sure what came over him, but I focused on destroying his asshole.  And I did. He could not get all of it inside him. If he could, I think part of it would have cum out of his mouth.

He filmed us. But I battered his ass. Perhaps, his ass starred in a snuff porn because it looked sore, bloody and prolapsed afterwards. Hey, whatever you want, you can do with me. Not my place to judge. I like anal sex too. But I like to shit and sit more, LOL.

Torture Sex Revenge Showed James What Happens to Traitors

torture sexTorture sex kind of days are my kind of days. As a cruel mistress, my subjects should know to never double cross me. And James double crossed me. I have a side business running drugs. And he thought I would never miss $100,000 and three kilos of coke. When my goon squad discovered him holed up in some dingy no tell motel on the outskirts of town, I knew I would get my revenge. Plus, I knew I had to make an example out of him. Show my employees what happens to snakes who betray me.

I woke him up from a deep sleep with my steel blade pressed against his jugular. “Wake-up,” I purred in his ear. I do believe he woke up like he saw a ghost. Well he sort of did. He saw the sadistic phone sex bitch he betrayed. My goons dragged him out of his bed and duct taped him to a chair. Although he screamed and fought, I paid off the motel clerk the same amount James stole from me. As he babbled about being loyal and just messing up once, I tied his ankles and arms with barbed wire. I even pulled out his worthless pecker and tied it up too.

No One Betrays Me and Lives to Do it Again

James fucked with the wrong bitch. As he struggled, I watched in glee as the wire cut through his flesh. However, I had only just begun. I gave him no mercy. In fact, I streamed our little revenge session so my other employees would know you don’t steal from me. I carved thief into his flesh and watched the blood trickle down. James just kept on pleading. But I needed him to suffer. A quick death would be no fun. Although he kept pleading for forgiveness, his pleas fell on deaf ears. A little too late. He only felt sorry that I caught him.

I got out a baseball bat and hobbled him. Broke his ankles and busted his kneecaps. Oh, how I love the sound of bones crushing. Erotic as fuck to me. I put a castration band around his thieving testicles too. While his thieving balls turned blue, I broke each finger with a nutcracker. Although he trashed about in pain, I decided to let him loose. Not like he could run from me. He tried to stand up but fell to the ground with a thud.sadistic phone sex

While he laid on the floor like the broken man he was, I hogtied him. His limbs looked limp like a ragdoll’s limbs because I broke them. My live stream turned into a snuff porn. While hog tied, I carved him up even more. His blood stained the sheets on the bed, and likely the mattress too. But I did not care. Before long, the motel room would be like a horror movie set. A very bloody one. I broke out my chainsaw and took off his arms. But I basked in the blood that sprayed from his arms.

Those Who Betray Me Go Feet First into the Woodchipper

He continued to plea for mercy. And he insisted it was not too late to take him to the hospital. But it was. He did not yet grasp the fact that he would not live. Although I used a tourniquet to slow the blood loss, that was only to prolong his agony. I placed a plastic bag over his traitor head and left a small hole so he could barely breathe. While I laughed at his battered, bloody, broken body, my goon squad brought the woodchipper in.

I disposed of his body. He went in the woodchipper broken feet first. James’ last image was of me covered in his blood and sinew. I think now he understood what happens to traitors. Let his death be a lesson to you. Never betray me.