Well, don’t leave a job you want well done to someone else. I learned that the hard way. Master wanted a stupid church whore exterminated he was counting on Macey and me to make the whore die. Well, Macey must have been a bit too nice because she was taking it easy on the stupid twat. That was poor Macey’s downfall. Since she couldn’t fuck her up enough the job was in my hands. A morning full of torture sex and pain was coming for the stupid sluts. I had Macey choke out the dumb cunt while I had masters cock deep in her mouth ready to piss deep inside. Macey was too easy on the slut, so she had to pay, the church slut almost got away, so it was time for me kill the whore. I happily went about doing so. I was happy to slit her throat and snuff her out right in front of Macey. I wanted Macey to see what her future looked like, The fear in her eyes drove my master wild.
Category: Violent phone sex
Blow-up Doll
Most women love giving their man a blowjob, most of the time it’s done out of love. But my old man can turn it into a punishment. It doesn’t take much to piss him off, he has a very short fuse. Last night, I didn’t do something fast enough and it angered him. He forced me down on my knees and made me suck his cock for 3 whole hours. He loves to edge, he made suck his dick until he felt like he was going to cum, then he pushed me away. After a few moments, he motioned for me to start sucking again. For three whole hours, he forced me to please him like a sex slave. After the first hour on my knees, pleasing him turned sadistic. To him I’m no longer a woman, I’m a sex toy… a blow-up doll. If I try to resist, he would hit me. I suck, and suck, and suck until he finally fills my cheeks with semen. I swallow because I need nourishment to quench my thirst. My lips hurt from sucking and swelled twice their size. He gets off on being cruel but I don’t have the strength to leave.
Full Moon Double Homicide
Strangulation phone sex really gets me off. Last night during the full moon I went for a walk in a nearby cemetery. I knew there would be some horny teenagers fucking under the full moon among the graves. I brought some blood wine and waited. I scored a cute goth couple getting it and silently made my way over. I pulled out my garrote and swiftly pulled the naked big titted girl down. Her gags were music to my ears. The guy was in shock and was staring at me as I killed his little fuck toy. She went limp and I released her. His dick locked even harder as I lowered my body on him and slid my black thong over and took his teenage cock into my dripping pussy. I rode him hard using my long nails to draw blood from his chest. He moaned and bucked me. I used my garrote this time to slowly take his life waiting until the prime moment his dick would erupt before I pulled with all my might and broke his neck. It was only then that I came on his still stiff dick. It was growing colder inside me and I rode it until I could feel the dark forces rising inside of me. I am an evil bitch with a pussy that gets soaked for snuff sex play, please join me.
Taboo Phone Sex is What I Do Best
Taboo phone sex is what I do best. I get too fucked up to do vanilla calls. I have had too many submissive experiences to do vanilla type calls either. I had a long caller last night. We were getting high together. When I do lines of coke, I can’t fake shit. Coke brings out my freaky side. Since I am always high, I am always a freak. I have this horse thing with a dildo attached to it. I use it to give sex shows to dealers and my sons. My caller was asking about the type of things I have in the house to fuck myself with and I told him. I wasn’t smart enough to realize it was a trap. Once he heard me describe all the objects I have used on myself, he wanted to channel my inner ass rape porn star. I was high; faking it was not an option. I ended up bouncing on my dildo saddle contraption while fisting my own cunt. Thank god for speaker phone. He was describing all the violent things he wanted to do to me while I impaled my ass on a 13 inch dildo with my fist in my cunt. Not sure how I managed that level of multi asking fucked up, but I did. I gaped my own holes. Normally, others destroy my holes, but I told you I am a nasty fuck slut when I am high.
Wanna Know My Hot Fantasy of My Demise?
Home invasion phone sex is possibly one of my hottest fantasies as the worthless victim that I am. You see this hot piece of groomed snatch gets so fucking wet when i daydream of my demise. I literally just get all creamy and crave dick, and not just dick to fuck me normally, fuck normal! I want a guy to fantasy rape my snatch as he takes out his aggressions beating me, slapping or cutting at my perfect fake tits, or even fantasy raping my cunt then once he came in it he takes a knife and starts to fantasy rape my perfect snatch with it. As the wounds are made his salty spunk oozes into them and causes this most terrible burning, stinging sensations.
I really am a worthless fuck whore, am I not?
Beat Dat Pussy
It was a horrible mistake, over-cooking my boyfriend’s steak. He likes it cooked medium rare. He came towards me like a raging gorilla and pummeled me to the floor. He punched me in the head four times, then gripped my hair and jumped to his feet. He dragged me upstairs by my hair, cursing me. I pleaded for him to stop, but his rage was over the edge of insanity. He forced me to undress then he tied me to the bed with my hands and legs spread apart. He pulled his belt from his pants and I struggled to free myself. He swung the belt high into the hair and sent it flying back down against my wet cunt. The pain was so bad that I saw stars. He hit me over and over again between my legs until he got tired. I cried myself to sleep.
Taboo Phone Sex Nightmares
Taboo phone sex fantasies consume me. I don’t know what is wrong with me, but I have so many wicked dreams. I dream about guys doing horrible things to me, even killing me. I had one last night that seemed so real. I passed out after partying. I woke up suddenly when a group of strangers yanked me from bed. It was like having a heart attack being woke up that way. They dragged me to the basement where they tied me up and force fucked me for hours. They did more than fuck me, however. One of them wrote cunt on my forehead with my red lipstick. They joked about hearing rumors of the trashy milf who likes to party and fuck college boys who lives here. These guys were younger than me, but they didn’t look like the college type. They looked more like the gangbang rape porn makers type. They burned me with cigarettes. They pissed in my eyes. The fisted my cunt and ass. They used my body as punching bag and a cum receptacle. They cut my hair. They fucked me until my holes bled. It was such an intense dream, that when I woke up I could still smell the piss and cum. I felt sore. I did a line to wake myself up because I felt like I was trapped in my nightmare. I went to the bathroom and saw my face and body. My forehead had whore written on it in red lipstick. My body had purple marks everywhere. When I went to pee, I pissed blood. I touched my asshole and it was on the outside. What the fuck happened to me. Clearly, what I dreamt was reality. Just couldn’t remember how I got to my bed. Guess poor memory is one of the pitfalls of being a party whore.
Killing on vacation
I am on vacation and while I am loving it, there has been a whole lot of work involved in it too. See, in order to get my perfect victim I had to actually pretend to be nice! Do you know how hard that is for me??? It worked tho, I found a guy that was dumb enough to fall for my charms and agree to get on a boat with me… it was the last mistake he ever made. We went out in the middle of the ocean where no one was around, I convinced him that we should drop anchor and swim in the deep water, well he jumped in first and I pulled up the ladder and just watched him. At first he thought it was a joke, but once he started getting tired of treading water he started begging for me to put the ladder down so he could get back on the boat, I just laughed and threw some chum in the water to attract some sharks. Then I just watched him struggle until the sharks finally just ate him all up! Now all I need to do is delete all the pics he took of me and I will have gotten away with the perfect murder!
Mascara massacre
There we were two pathetic stripper sluts feining for angel dust and doing everything we could to get our hands on it. We were druggy sluts that submitted ourselves to our king. We would be his ultimate puppets and whatever he said would go. After a late night of sucking random men’s cocks and working the stage we already used up a ton of our money on dope, We knew our supply wouldn’t last. Macey and I were willing to do everything and anything to get our hands on it. We were chasing a high, and we were going to submit to our master’s rules. Macey and I would make our master’s gangbang rape porn reality. Our master had a love for watching skanky sluts kneel and submit. He wanted our mascaras to run and our mouths to bleed. We couldn’t stop taking his cock till we were bloody. Feeling his cock thrust into our mouths for hours felt like razors probing us after hours of being used. Macey began to bleed first her make up smeared and her face all bloody gave our master more ammo to call up his buddies and tie us up. It was a huge fuck fest. Two druggy stripper whores are taking over twelve different cocks. Blood sweat and tears was an understatement.
Young Black Hooker
My parents sold me to their drug dealer for a few rocks when I was really young. By then I had already been fucking grown men to keep my parents high. There are three consequences to selling drugs you either end up dead, in jail or hooked on your own supply. My owner got hooked on crack and I was his personal money machine. He would make me sleep with strangers for money. Sometimes these men were very cruel. My old man had a knack for finding men that needed to hurt me to feel pleasure. One of these men tied me down and bit me all over my body like I was a chew toy. And another whipped me until I had welts all over me. It didn’t matter that these men hurt as long as my boyfriend got paid. Every day that I wake up is part joy because I’m alive and part dread because today may be my last.