Category: Taboo phone sex

Accomplice Phone Sex Provides a Taboo Experience for Men

accomplice phone sexI enjoy being your accomplice phone sex partner. Most times, I’m helping a guy kidnap and fuck a young girl. But on occasion, I get a client who wants to fuck a boy butt. And I don’t judge. From behind they all look the same anyway. Right?

I got excited over this gig. Because I find it easier to seduce a young boy or just convince him that I know his mother. Girls possess more stranger danger than boys. My client wanted a little boy too young for me to fuck. So, I had to lure him away with a motherly approach instead of a bimbo approach but believe it or not I can look like a mother. However, I am not sure I can act like one, but I can play the part temporarily.

Since school started back, I could lure a young boy away from school. Of course, I wore a disguise because cameras look like they are all over the place. The boy seemed scared at first, but eventually he really believed that I knew his mother.

His worst nightmare impending. Hardcore anal torture sex. Although I felt bad momentarily, I got over it when I saw the cash he gave me. To say the boy acted unwilling would be an understatement. This boy fought kicked, screamed and even bit me as I restrained him.

If Jack wanted a little boy to fuck. He came to the right woman. I got him the perfect tight little bubble butt. You couldn’t tell that he was not born a girl. My client informed me he’s been waiting half his life to fuck a little boy ass. And my response, “well it’s your lucky day that we met.”

Men, You Need Me as Your Accomplice

I knew he wanted some photos and videos to remember this night. So, I snapped some Polaroid shots. Men never put anything on your cell phone. That’s how you get caught. Get yourself an old-fashioned Polaroid camera and keep the pictures in a shoe box under your bed. This is why men need me as an accomplice. Most men think with their little head instead of their big head. And that’s part of being a professional accomplice. Keeping your client safe from the law.

So, I watched as he fucked that little boy ass. He destroyed that boy‘s butt too. I’m sure the boy never in 1 million years thought he’d be some old man’s ass rape porn star. And I thought girls screamed loudly. This boy screamed at the top of his lungs. And at such a shrill pitch, the dogs howled.

Eventually, I had to drug him. I might’ve picked the right look of a boy for my client. However, I picked a fighter. Once I drugged him, he became much more manageable. My client destroyed his ass. And gagged his throat too.

I’m In The Mood For Some Fantasy Roleplay

 

Roleplay phone sex

 

Roleplay with me baby, I want to play out your deepest, darkest and nastiest fantasies. I want you to use my holes and imagine that little pussy you can’t touch. Make me your young little cum slut. Come into my room  while I’m sleeping and slowly remove my covers off of me. Admiring my sexy little body laying there in my cute little panties. Then slowly getting on the bed trying not to wake me yet. Kissing me softly on my thighs up to my nice plumped ass.

Next your rubbing on my clit threw my panties until you see a nice wet spot. Making your cock go rock hard as you began to unzip your pants and take your cock out. Slowly you get between my legs pushing my panties to the side. Rubbing the tip of that fat mushroom head on my wet little pussy. I began to wake up and before I can say anything you put your hand over my mouth. Forcing your weight on me and you big fat cock in me at the same time.

Taboo phone sex

 


Taboo Phone SexFucked up taboo sex is something I live for. Pain is something, I love and can’t get enough of.  Ever since I was violently taken, abused and used like a rag doll it’s all I have been craving. I needed torture more and more. I had no choice but to go out of my way to be violently abused like a worthless whore in any way I could. My greedy fuck holes crave to be beaten and stretched. I would purposely wait in an alley for groups of men that were intoxicated to come and violently abuse me and took me, making me bleed, beg and cry, but still wanting more it. Being gang banged like a worthless fuck toy and being completely ravaged was my only goal. I love feeling the pain they would give me and my throbbing cunt. Getting my head slammed into a concrete wall and viciously having my clothes completely ripped and my holes ripped open with cocks and fists. Being publicly humiliated and used seeing men walk by that just had to join in just to cause the greedy cock whore more pain. Not knowing if I was going to make it till morning helpless, just made me even wetter and the more I gave in the more I needed it so badly. I needed the abuse and torture more and more.  I know I’m such a dirty cum bucket, only good for hard dicks to use and abuse in any way possible. Having loads of cum, and piss, even dirt or sand all over me, leaving me barley even breathing when they are finished, just lying on the concrete barley able to move from all the hours of hard fucking and abuse. My slutty holes just need to be ravaged and gaped open, I need to see how many can fit in my holes no matter how bad it hurts.

Ass Rape Porn Star for Soccer Dads

ass rape pornI have the perfect ass for ass rape porn. At least that’s what directors always tell me. When I was younger, I bought the line that they could put me in movies. I just didn’t know what kind of movies they had in mind. But it was much different than what I thought they meant. Now, I’m a bona fide hardcore anal porn star. Just most of my movies appear very violent and rough and can only be found on the dark net.

And I really don’t care who sees me on the Internet. My husband seems more concerned about optics than me. Fuck those stuck-up trophy wives. If they happen to see my pictures on the dark net, then they’re on the dark net for a reason. So, they’ll likely never say anything to me. That’s always been my philosophy about it.

Recently, the dad of one of my son’s soccer buddies showed up late at night. I thought he was looking for a son who was not with us. But as it turns out, he was there for me. And this did not look like a friendly visit. He started yelling at me, calling me names. Lots of vulgar names too. My husband would’ve put him in his place if he was home. However, he took the boys on a fishing weekend. Leaving me home alone. Was this dad stalking me?

Sometimes Lions Hide in Sheep’s Clothing

This guy started claiming I make snuff porn. And although true, I denied it. Deny deny deny. But that only seemed to anger him. So, I confessed. Told him about my drug addiction. However, I think he already knew. He held up a big bag of coke and said it was all mine if he could just take that ass. Normally I wouldn’t think twice. I take the bag of coke and do whatever the guy wants. But the guy looked angry. And he looked like he planned to take it out all on me.

I did what he wanted because my bigger issue might have become would he tell my husband all the naughty things I’ve done to get coke. So, in the bed that I sleep with my husband, I let the soccer dad violate my ass. And for white guy, he had one of the biggest dicks I’ve ever seen. This dude looked his cock measured over a foot long. That’s a lot of dick for my ass. Ouch.

Never Trust a Soccer Dad

However, a big dick never stopped me from being a whore. Midway through the rough anal sex, I began to doubt my decision. He had what a lot of women in the adult industry call the punisher cock. That just means a cock so big even when it’s just fucking you it feels violent. And everything about that soccer dad felt violent. He had a lot of anger in him, and he took it out on my ass. Of course, after the third thrust my ass prolapsed. And I guess I should feel grateful he didn’t zip tie it like my son does. But he kept trying to push it back inside just to rip it out again.

I kept praying that his stamina would give out. But he showed my ass no mercy. This felt like pure anal torture sex. And he threw in some choking, slapping and fisting of my cunt too. I felt so violated. And I know now this means he owns me. I traded my ass for Coke. And with a soccer dad. This is not some snuff director. I thought this guy was just a normal dad. But then I guess I bring out the worst in every man I meet.

Torture sex fueled by virgin blood makes a explosion

Torture sex is a salacious stench of sweat, blood, and forbidden pleasure. My eyes gleam with sadistic glee as I present to you an assortment of ravishing, helpless playthings – your very own slaves.Torture sex
Each petite, innocent creature has been meticulously handpicked for their untouched purity, their first blooming flowers of womanhood making them the ultimate delicacy for connoisseurs of carnal cruelty like yourself. Watch as I defile their pristine bodies, my cruel hands ripping away their modesty to expose the plump, virgin flesh beneath.
The agony and ecstasy etched upon their tender faces is enough to make me cum. But when you thrust your cock inside their helpless little cunts, it ignites a fire within my broken soul. Their mewling cries of pain and pleasure are but a symphony to my twisted ears.
As I tear into their quivering flesh, the very essence of their youth and innocence drips from their wounds, a potent elixir that courses through my veins and sets my core ablaze. We aren’t just making Snuff porn for your collection, we are making art. A depraved masterpiece that will leave all who dare to consume it forever changed.

Torture Sex is The Best MO of Serial Killer Morticia

It all started with Torture sex of a sexual predator that thought I was free reign for him. Evidently he was an extremely nosey neighbor of my mothers and knew what happened to me. He watched and wanked off as I was getting used by my mothers coven. I was only a young teen. 

So one night he thought it was a good idea to push himself into the house. That was his first mistake. I answered the door and he knew I was alone. Then he forced me down to basement. Well that was certainly his second mistake.

Then finally he thought he could shove me down on his dick. Well, I bit the mother fucker off! How this crackhead screamed and hollered at me. Since I was in the dungeon I had many implements at my disposal while having snuff phone sex. 

Torture Sex

Next I grabbed a bat and knocked him in the head. Cracking his skull as I was extremely pissed. Then I quickly bound, gagged and hooked him to the pully and made him stand. I stood him in front of me hand over his head. And I watched him bleed.

Torture Sex Gives Me Satisfaction

All the while I sat and watched him until he came to. The moment he tried to open his fucking mouth I cut his tongue out. Then I took the dick meat I bit off and shoved it in his foul mouth. Finally I laughed at him and told him I have a great incinerating in the other room. And that I will just dismember him and burn him piece by piece. 

What turned me on the most was the full power surging through me and his complete patheticness was my muse to destroy him. This only made me hungry for the kill. Since then I have taken to mutilation phone sex and destroying perverts and predators, and pesky little bitches.

Snuff phone sex

Castration Phone Sex Brings Me Joy and Makes This World Better

castration phone sexIt is no secret that I love castration phone sex. I enjoy neutering men. And hear me out. Sure, I am a sick bitch so I like to inflict torture, especially cock and ball torture. But the way I look at most of my castrations, I’m doing it for the greater good. Most of the men who I castrate are sexual predators. Men with tiny dicks, who think they have a big black cock, and folks so stupid that they cannot remember how to breathe. I’m just preventing the creation of more idiots. So castrating men has become my altruistic action. I’m putting out some good in the world.

However, most of the men, I castrate seems somewhat unwilling to admit that they are losers. But they are getting exactly what they deserve. Only a handful of men ever seem self-aware enough that they want me to take their junk. Most of the guys falsely believe that they can fuck any woman they want just because they’re a guy. And this is the reason I prefer sex toys and corpses as lovers. Some men say the stupidest shit. And they do the stupidest shit. But neutering them takes the wind out of their sails. Plus, it brings me joy.

Most Men Do Not Deserve Their Nuts

With me, castration begins with some extreme cock and ball torture sex first. Of course, I tie up my victim securely, so he cannot fight me. And more importantly, he cannot escape me either. I don’t always wear stiletto heels because I’m not one of those girly girls. Usually, I’m in Chuck’s, but when I castrate a fucking loser like you, I put on my spiked stilettos to make it hurt even more. Nothing like digging your heel into a fucking ball and flattening it before you even castrate the fucker.

I mutilated this loser’s junk in his own bed. He could not handle the pain. When he started puking and crying and pleading for mercy. I just kept on kicking. I don’t reason with losers. This man’s cock appeared to be no longer than my thumb. And he thought he could come on to me. He thought he could try to force that little nothing of a dick inside me. No fucking way. I hate losers with small dicks. And I hate the ones who seem clueless that their dick can’t do shit for a woman.

I Love Removing Your Junk

So, I made sure that torture hurt. I made sure he begged for the castration just to get it over. I guess you could say I brainwashed the loser. Caused him so much discomfort that he begged me to cut his nuts off. Normally, when I castrate a loser, I just take the balls and use a frying pan that’s heated on the bottom to cauterize the wound.

However, this time, I took the balls clean off with one sweep of my knife. And I stuffed his balls in his mouth to shut him the fuck up. Although I did cauterize the wound, I also stitched him up. and I think I did a pretty good job too. Not to brag or anything. But I am a taboo phone sex bitch not a doctor. But sometimes I play doctor when I take your nuts.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Cum True with the Right Accomplice

rape phone sex fantasiesSo many men have rape phone sex fantasies for women. Sometimes even little girls. And I get it. This is nothing new. Men will always be attracted to Lolita pussy. My dad and his friends were. They gangbanged me and fucked me so hard for many years when I was jailbait. As much as I hated it, I even ran away, I know that all that hardcore fucking I got as a young schoolgirl turned me into the nasty freak I am today.

Joshua knows very well what a nasty freak I can be in the sheets. But he did not know until last night that I make dreams come true for men. We exchanged sexual bucket list ideas last night, and he started talking about his niece’s little friend who lives next-door to him. He couldn’t stop raving about how good she looked. But I don’t get jealous. Men like Joshua just want to fuck young girls. Get it out of their system. Or go further down the rabbit hole. But they always come back to me.

I asked Joshua how much he would spend to fuck that little neighbor girl. His eyes got big, and he pulled out a wad of cash. He looked at me, and said, is that enough? My eyes grew as big as the sky because that was a lot of cash. Clearly, he came to the right girl. Perhaps you could call me a teen rape porn director. And it’s not a lie. I help men fuck the teen dream of their wicked fantasies. And even the younger girls too.

Let Me Kidnap, Drug and Get a Tender Age Pussy Ready for Your Cock

I disguised myself, of course, because when you go to somebody’s home to kidnap their daughter, the likelihood that you will be caught on camera is high nowadays. So, I put on my black wig and big sunglasses to cover my face, and I helped him get the neighbor girl. She came with me easily because I knew details that I could only know if I was telling the truth. It was sort of the truth. Her neighbor, the dad of her BFF gave me enough to lure her away.

I gave her a spiked lemonade with some Molly, and waited until she got horny enough, she begged Joshua to fuck her. I kind of helped brain wash her, which is easy to do with young girls under the influence of Molly. A little too much Molly erases the memory. So, this girl will likely wake up in the morning and not remember our faces, how we met or that are best friend’s dad fucked her.

If you have never fucked on Molly, you should try at least once. It turns women and girls alike into fuck machines.  Joshua likes a slow build. He’s did not want to just ram his dick in her cunt and nut. He wanted to savior every thrust in her tiny teen cunt. Who can blame him?

A Virgin Cunt Tastes Even Better Once You Pop That Cherry

I held the camera and watched him fuck this young girl in every position imaginable. At one point I thought maybe he had memorized the Kama Sutra because he tried out so many different positions. He fucked her like a rag doll. I am confident that she’s never been fucked that hard before. Hell, I know for a fact, she had never been fucked before he made a bloody mess of her cunt. He popped that cherry, but I love cherry juice. It tastes so sweet, and any girl can only taste her cherry juice once.

He let eat that pussy. And while I lick her bloody cunt, he got behind the camera. He wanted to catch this taboo phone sex whore eating out jailbait pussy. However, I think I shocked him by enjoying every inch of that bloody pussy. Yummy. Now all I can think about is eating a virgin cunt after you pop that cherry. So, who’s game to hunt for a virgin with me?

Mutilation phone sex gets messy but feels so right

My Mutilation phone sex existence is a perpetual descent into the abyss of suffering and butchering. The smell of blood and fear has become an exquisite nectar. Anguish is my perfume, an intoxicating elixir that fuels my dark desires.Mutilation phone sexIn this realm of snuff, where life hangs by a thread, I have to make sure to be a really good girl. I don’t want to be the one on the chopping block. I always make myself useful for Master Daddy. I have all his favorite tools ready to go when he finds a new slut to play with.
He gets so hard when he starts slicing skin off his new toy. He likes to start with her tummy. He makes a long cut just above the belly button. Then he grabs the skin and peels it upwards so she can watch her skin getting ripped off.
Master Daddy taught me that Torture sex is an art form. Every whimper, every scream, every gurgling gasp is a brushstroke upon a canvas of suffering. I know he is God, soaked in blood with a massive hard-on that needs sucking.
As he creates new holes in that little slut I suck him. I know when he is ready to fuck when I feel his cock twitch. I pull it out of my throat and stick it in the new bloody fuck hole. He loves to cut off a bitch’s nipples and use her tits as a pussy.

Necrophilia Phone Sex with a Living Dead Girl

necrophilia phone sexNecrophilia phone sex turns a lot of men on. Men like me to play dead. However, there are men out there who want me dead before they fuck me. And I try to avoid men like that. But I’m not always successful. I owe this one drug dealer, Jimmy, a lot of money. It’s from many years ago, but I guess he never forgot the debt.

To a man like him, what I owe is minuscule. But to me, it seems like a lot. It’s hard sometimes for a druggie whore to scrape up a few grand. But Jimmy threatened my family, so I got desperate to find the money somehow. And the seedy under world of snuff porn is a quick way to make some serious cash. But it’s also a way to become seriously dead too.

So, I started pounding the pavement. I’m a little bit long in the tooth as they say. But that does not mean I can’t find somebody to work with me. It just means I must go deeper underground to find somebody willing to work with a used up old whore like me. And I found Dave. He would pay me what I owe Jimmy, plus 500 extra to go towards my next coke purchase. But I had to play dead. At least I hoped I was just playing dead.

Dave serves as a go-between. A go between talent and private collectors. Guys who like the one and done sort of movies, but I know how to play that well. As it turned out this little film that got me out of financial trouble almost cost me my life. I showed up per my instructions.

If You Want to Fuck a Dead Girl, I Can Play Dead Better Than a Corpse

And I glammed myself up. Apparently, the collector of the snuff flick I was about the star in likes a lot of makeup. And 80s style hair to take him back to the days when girls rejected him. I think this man is a former incel. The kind of man who cannot get pussy. At least he could not get pussy in the 80s when he was a teenager. Even though he has a lot of money now thanks to some smart investments, he still hates women.

The movie got rough. Of course, I can handle the rough fucking, but this guy did a lot of rough choking and slapping and strangling. I honestly thought I would die. But then I remembered the director saying just play dead. The guy is old. As soon as he takes your life, he’ll stop.

So, I tried to make my body lifeless with his hands around my throat. And it worked. I managed to get my entire body limp and unresponsive to his touch. But I’m not sure how I managed that. I really thought I was on that last of my nine lives there. However, the guy gave up once he thought I was dead. He paid Dave the money for the film. And once he was gone, I stood up, gasped for air, took my money and ran out of there.

I guess at least the guy did not enjoy sex with dead bodies or he might’ve realized I was just playing dead. My cunt would twitch and betray me if he fucked my “corpse.” However, my body acted just as he wanted. Just how he expected. He will always think he choked this 80s glam babe to her death, but once again, I came out on top.