Category: Violent phone sex

Killer Phone Sex Overkill Excites Me

killer phone sexKiller phone sex gets bloody with me. What can I say? I love overkill. I used to tell myself that when I killed someone, I went into overkill mode because it made it look personal. An excessive death alerts the authorities that the murder of the victim resulted from a personal beef. And that throws suspicion off me. But the reality is I have anger issues. I hate the world most days, and I just like killing in a frenzy. After I have tortured my victim, of course.

I am not an opportunity killer. Sometimes, I kill a jackass or a cunt I meet out and about, but I usually wait to kill them later. Like a hunter, I stalk my prey. And kill when I have the best chance of getting away with it. And I always get away with snuff sex because I am smart. Sure, I kill folks who piss me off. But if I have direct ties to that person, I kill a surrogate instead. That’s how all folks should kill.

Essentially, I teach folks how to get away with murder. When Julie saw my mercenary ad on the dark web, she hired me to teach her what I know about killing and getting away with it. She wants to kill her abusive ex-boyfriend. Get this. Not only did he abuse her during their 8-year relationship, but she must also pay him palimony because their relationship is considered a common law marriage. No Mike, no more palimony and no more living in fear.

I Love to Kill and Teach Others to Kill

I felt for her. No man deserves respect let alone his life if he abuses a woman and takes her money too. Instead of teaching her how to get away with murder, I told her I would kill him for her. And I gave her a significant discount. Although I wanted to go into overkill mode with him, I needed this death to not look personal and throw suspicion on my accomplice.

So, I made it look like a robbery. Just one stab wound instead of 100. Although I wanted to make his body disappear, if I did that, she’d still need to shell out money because only death would end the court mandated palimony. Can I tell you how hard it was for me not to go helter skelter on this low life? But I checked my violent phone sex tendencies and stabbed him in the gut to bleed out. He appeared drunk, so he made an easy target for robbery.

I drove his carcass to the druggy party of town and dumped his body. But I took his wallet and watch, and expensive designer shoes. When they find his body, his ex will provide an airtight alibi taking her off the suspect list. Another dead leach? No one will miss him. But now I need a violent, over kill kill. Maybe you should be my next victim.

Accomplice Phone Sex Partners Help Make Your Dreams Cum True

accomplice phone sexBeing your accomplice phone sex partner is so much fun. Recently, I helped a very rich man with his rape fantasy. Now, unlike most of my callers and unlike most men in my private life who I know, he wanted something on the right side of barely legal. And he wanted my newest stripper. I manage the talent at a high-end gentleman’s club. For 20 years I danced there too. Sometimes, I still do for VIPs.

And Hank is a VIP. He loves this young girl I just hired. She has that girl next door innocence about her. My eye for talent and variety keeps business booming at the club. Now, Hank tries to offer my new girl money for everything from a blowjob to ass fucking. Good money too, but she refuses every time. And the more she refuses, the more his rape phone sex fantasies intensify for her.

So, he decided to go a different route to get what he wanted. He offered me the money instead to be his accomplice. Strippers come and go, but fat cats who pay good money to get what they want do not. So, I agreed to help him. I invited my girl next door stripper over for dinner and pole lessons. But Hank was waiting for her with me.

Strippers Come and Go, But Rich Men Who Pay to Fuck Them are Harder to Find

She knew I set her up the moment she saw him. I told her it was nothing personal, but Hank pays my bills. And cute coed strippers come and go. I held her down, and he forced his cock in her mouth. But I told her if she bit his dick, I would slit her throat. And I meant it too because I need his money more than I need her working the pole. He then moved to her tight cunt. And she bled. This girl strips and she is a virgin? That never happens. Guess she really was the innocent girl next door type. Not anymore though.

She cried when he popped her cherry with his big dick. But she cried even more when he turned her into his ass rape porn star. He destroyed her tight teen virgin holes. But she lived. We put the fear of the devil in her. With his kind of money, he can make women disappear forever. We traumatized her, but she will not speak of what we did to her to anyone. She knows if she does, she will never be seen again.

Domination Phone Sex Required When I Do Not Have Coke

domination phone sexSometimes, I need domination phone sex. As a ginger gal, I get stubborn and unruly. But if you get me high that all leaves my body. However, the problem some men encounter with me is that they refuse to let me get high before they get rough with me. And I need a little bump to play ball and not give a fuck.

When Charlie told me he would give me coke after I made a little snuff flick with him, I asked for some blow upfront. And I explained that I am much easier to manage when fucked up. Anyone is. But he refused. Since I know myself, I feared the snuff sex might get worse since he refused to let me do a bump before the camera started rolling.

Usually, I do a bump before I get myself messed up with men like Charlie. However, I had no coke left. I went through more than normal over the weekend. Tuesday hit, and I was bone dry. So, I pleaded with a few dealers. Only so much coke my used up old holes garner anymore. Generosity only goes so far.

Without Coke, I Can Get Rather Unruly and In Need of Discipline

Charlie might not be my favorite dealer to work with, but beggars cannot be choosers, right? I did not like the pose he wanted me in because it felt uncomfortable to me. But I had no choice. I still said something, and he took his belt off and put it around my neck. He put it on the last hole and dragged me around the floor with the belt as I choked and gasped for air. Then he pissed on my face and smacked me hard a few times.

After that, I tried to shut my mouth. And keep my eyes on the bag of coke I would soon receive. He fucked my asshole while choking me too. Men love to choke ass rape porn stars while they choke the life out of them. Although I am used to hardcore anal sex, choking is something few do to me. So, my voice sounds rough today. But I got my coke. And a prolapsed ass and ligature marks too.

Violent phone sex with me will make her pussy suffer

Violent phone sexMy cunt drips for Violent phone sex, pure raw, bloody torture! I love being your hot accomplice whore to select the most innocent little sluts to violate and defile. My pussy quivers with sick anticipation every time we pick out a fresh victim to abuse for our twisted amusement.
I’ll hold the little bitch down and spread her tight puffy slit while you force your thick cock inside her dry, unprepared hole. She’ll squeal and cry, and shit, does that turn me on more. I want to see her sob as you brutally pound her into submission. Make her your broken rape doll.
You and I both know she’s never been stretched before. Her tiny twat will suffer excruciating pain as you wreck her virgin hole. I can’t wait to make her beg for her life. Instead, you’ll shove your fat dick in her ass and make her scream. I’ll rub my cunt as I watch the life drain from her innocent eyes. Watching you defile her will make me cum so hard.
Torture sex gets my pussy dripping wet. I love that you and I share a taste for making young cunts suffer. It’s so fucking hot when her tight hole clamps down in pain as you defile her, knowing she’ll never be the same. Fuck, I’m so wet thinking about absolutely ruining some fresh meat.

My Foster Daddy Beats Me When We Fuck

Violent phone sex Violent phone sex. Just when I thought I found the perfect foster family shit went all the way left, My big dick Mexican step daddy went from fucking me until my legs were like noodles, to beating the shit out of me during sex, It started out with hard slaps to my ass cheeks which I love, and slapping my face with his big long heavy dick to him slapping me in the face if I don’t say when I am cumming or choking me out if my teeth scrape his dick while he his fucking me throat, I cant help it his dick is super fat and he pumps in my throat really fast and aggressively , he even gets mad when I am on my cycle, he fucks me anyway but punches me when I refuse to give him head after he pulls out of my red tunnel. The last straw was when we did anal and I got some crap on his cock, Again it was not my fault he pounded me so fucking hard with that huge monster cock, I just couldn’t hold it and for that he  beat the shit out of me literally he punched me until shit came out and he then smeared my face in it like a puppy that didn’t go on the pad, I have to get out of here before he kills me. Will you help me escape?

Snuff Porn Star Blair is Running Out of Her 9 Lives

snuff pornAs a snuff porn star, I get myself in one bad jam after another. My problem is that I take everyone at their word.  Perhaps, my problem has more to do with my love for cocaine, LOL. I want to believe what people tell me because I am desperate for coke.  Or the money to buy coke.

With my son I know he gets rough. But he gives me so much coke, and the good shit too, that I never feel it until the coke wears off. And then I just do more coke. But sometimes I answer ads in fetish and kink magazines or work with snuff directors for cash or in exchange for coke. And even though we agree to terms, they rarely adhere to them. But I keep remaining hopeful that one will. Or perhaps that’s just my desperation that is being optimistic.

Leroy and I go back a few years. And I have never had an issue with him. But this week he lit me up and almost ruined me. No safe words honored. No limits adhered to either. And now I can barely walk. I almost became a real snuff sex victim. He sent me to the ER for stitches. I told my husband I fell. I’m such a good actress, he believes every bullshit story I tell him.

I am Running Out of Lives

I signed up for a hardcore bondage photo shoot. But what I got turned out quite differently. He beat me to a pulp. Punched me in the face repeatedly. Not even my boy does that to me. He knows how valuable my sniffer is. Not sure what got into Leroy. He’s never been this violent with me. But after the last punch put a gash in my head he apologized and told me someone paid him for a violent phone sex session, and I was the only one he could think of who could handle that level of pain.

But I just barely handled that level of pain. Now I have 15 stitches in my head, a broken nose, and a few cracked ribs plus countless bruises. So, I guess I have no “safe,” supplier anymore.  And no nose to snort the coke and dull the pain. Not even my son would ruin my sniffer.

Dark Pleasures: A Whip of Sin and Desire

Domination phone sex

Welcome to my dark, erotic playground, where your desires are my command. I’m your wickedly sexy mistress, ready to take you on a sinful journey. When you call, I answer, dressed in tight leather, my curves beckoning you to submit. My voice, low and sultry, whispers in your ear, “Kneel before me, my pet.”

You obey, your breath quickening as I describe how I’ll use my strap-on to fuck you like the worthless sinner you are. I’ll make you beg for my pleasure, moan for my pain. Your submission turns me on, and I tease your cock, which is throbbing with need. I smirk, knowing I have the power to deny or grant your release.

In this gothic fantasy, I’m your devilish queen, and you’re my devoted slave. I’ll have you chanting profane prayers as I ride your face, making you worship my pussy. So, bow down and embrace the darkness, my little plaything! Your pleasure is my blasphemous command! 🔥😈💋

Torture sex, a special gift from Accomplice to Daddy

Torture sex I’ve got a special Torture sex treat in store for you today. Daddy’s favorite accomplice has gifted you the most exquisite pleasure device for our evil games. The second that wicked toy touched my tight little cunt, I knew it was destined for depraved greatness.
I lured her into my place, ate her pussy, and made her cum a bunch. You know how horny little teen sluts can be. I made her cum so much she is under my spell now and will do anything I tell her. You need those little cunts to suffer if you want to cum as hard as possible. I think we should strap her into my torture chair, Daddy. Wrists and ankles are shackled, completely exposed, and vulnerable.
Her tight little body is begging for you to paint it with bruises and welts. She is an object. Her purpose is to suffer for our orgasms. Pitch those pink nipples so hard they pop off. She looks so helpless in that chair. Now the rope is around her neck, and your cock is down her throat. Should we turn this into a Snuff sex game? Make the bitch drown in your cum!

 

Cannibalism Phone Sex is The Best Way To Control Populations

Cannibalism phone sex is a way of control. As a rambunctious filthy slut I was invited to a murder session. This was an event like a slave auction. Where the invitees where put up to auction. Yes, I was sold as a side of meat.

With my ass and tits on display the bidders got their chance to grope at my body like they would a cattle for their slaughter. In fact in this new world of over population excess becomes cattle.

Once I was purchased the got to enjoy me any way he wanted. His first thing was to fuck my ass. This gentleman did not want pussy, he only wanted my plump rump roast to tenderize with a hardcore ass fucking. Once he marinated my anus hole with his sperm he was ready to feed.

As I lay there with my ass in the air the big knife went into my flesh and sliced it like the Sunday Ham. My screams were stifled by a pair of sperm filled severed balls in my mouth. Like an apple in a pig. As my ass got sliced I bit down to a squirting of intoxicating sperm in my mouth.

 

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Breasts of Pleasure, Breasts of Pain

Violent phone sex Hey there, my depraved little sluts, looking for a wicked thrill? Let me paint a picture so fucked up, so hot, you’ll be dripping with desire. I’m talking about the ultimate snuff fantasy, where my perfect tits become instruments of pleasure and destruction.

Imagine a sweet, innocent Brat, cute as a button, and me, ready to corrupt her innocence. I’d start by letting you play with these glorious breasts, letting you suck and lick, while I moan with pleasure. But then, the game changes, and I wrap my tits around her, tight enough to suffocate, my voice soothing her fears. As she struggles, you take me from behind, pounding my pussy like a beast. She screams into my flesh, her desperate cries muffled by my bosom. The harder you fuck me, the tighter I squeeze, feeling her life slip away. Her arms flail, then go limp, as she breathes her last breath against my skin.

And in that moment, you cum, thrusting your load deep inside me, collapsing next to her lifeless body. A perfect ending to a perfect Saturday. 😈💕💣