Category: Violent phone sex

Evil Phone Sex Bitches Cost You Money, But We are Worth It

evil phone sexAs an evil phone sex bitch, I want my phone sex calls to be brutal. You can be my accomplice or my victim. But try to dominate me, I promise you that you will not enjoy the call. Unless that is your plan all long. I understand some men struggle to say what they want. So, they try to bait me into giving them what they are afraid to utter out loud.

This phenomenon happens in my real life too. My presence on the dark net is known well. I have a mercenary profile that gets a lot of traffic. Most guys bullshit me. Like they do not believe I am a human and think I am some bot. Not many female mercenaries in the world. Plus, many guys cannot afford my fees. If you have murder phone sex fantasies you want acted on, you need to shell out big bucks for such a thing.

Evil Bitches Like Me Do Not Kill You or Someone You Know for Free

I am not some drug addicted 20 something who will whack your wife for a few hundred dollars or the promise of some life insurance money. I am a skilled killer. And a skilled killer does not come cheap.  Why? Because we take all the risk for you to have all the fun. You get the benefit of a mercenary’s knowledge and skill. Folks like me kill for profit, so we need to be careful we never get caught.

However, I kill for fun too. Sometimes, I kill men who hired me because they revel themselves to me as being too stupid to breathe. Jeff, I had to kill because he became too wishy washy. He wanted his ex-wife killed out of jealously. No problem. I never care the reason if you pay me. But do not give me money then get cold fucking feet. I will not risk getting caught because you cannot follow through on the job you paid me to do. I took his money and made him bear food because I am a sadistic phone sex bitch.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Mommy on Valentine’s Day

rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies for mommy on Valentine’s Day are not uncommon. In fact, all week this mommy has been fuck meat for callers and the men in her life. Because I knew it would likely be like this, I saw my number one drug dealer this week to stock up on coke. Marcus never goes too hard on me. Usually, the roughest stuff I get from the other dealers I see when I either run out of the stuff Marcus gave me or he does not have any to give me.

But last night Marcus seemed to be in a mood. I know he has his own mommy fantasies, but they never seemed very violent. At least not in comparison to most. But he proved me wrong last night. He came over while my husband and sons went to a movie. And he did not come alone. He brought his brothers with him. They turned me into their mommy ass rape porn star too.

Rape Fantasies For Mommy Appear Very Common

Not sure what got into them, but they took turns pounding my asshole. Hell, they even fisted my asshole. In fact, that hurt way more than all three cocks in my ass at once. When they shoved all three cocks in my tight asshole at once with no lube they joked that they gave me a bouquet of cocks as a Valentine’s Day gift. However, three cocks dry in my ass hurt less than one fist.

Even as a submissive whore, I do not get fisted often. In fact, most of the time, when I do get fisted, it is a woman doing the fisting and she has a smaller hand than men. However, these guys had huge hands. Plus, they each sported rings that looked bigger than Super Bowl rings. As they took turns fisting my asshole, I tried to fight the tears back. My dealer really had some anger to work out this time.

Hell, all three men had some anger. And my ass paid the ultimate price. Not only did they prolapse my ass, but they also bloodied it with their big rings. No anal sex for me for a while. At least I hope not. This taboo phone sex mommy needs a break from the brutality.

Accomplice phone sex can be a real fun ride, Daddy!

Accomplice phone sex

Accomplice phone sex can be a real fun ride, Daddy! I am now a lover of all things dark and twisted, especially when it comes to serial killers. There is something about their raw power and dominance that gets me soaking fucking wet. The way they take control and inflict pain on their victims, it sends shivers down my spine. My favorite is my serial killer Daddy, he knows just how to fulfill my darkest desires.

Being an accomplice to my Daddy’s heinous acts is like a thrilling game for me. The rush of adrenaline I get as we plan and execute our next victim is indescribable. Daddy’s voice, commanding and deadly, telling me what to do and how to do it, makes me cum so hard. I am his right hand girl, his partner in crime, and it brings me so much pleasure.

Ramirez, Dahmer, Kemper, they were true artists in their craft. The way they raped, tortured, and murdered their victims, it’s mesmerizing. And I aspire to be just like them, to carry out the truest form of pleasure. I dream of snatching up a sweet, fresh girl and taking her to a secluded place. Daddy and I would have our fun with her, in every way imaginable, until she is nothing but a bloody lump. And then we would feed her to the pigs, a perfect way to dispose of the evidence.

He loves it when I seduce our victims, when I play my part in luring them towards their inevitable demise. And I love it when he praises me, he shoves that thick bloody cock down my throat, showing me how proud he is of all my hard work. He shoots a thick wad of cum down my throat and I just need more. I love when Daddy gets his dick all dirty and bloody. 

So if you’re into hot murder phone sex fantasies and want to indulge in some snuff, then give us a call. We guarantee you a wild and unforgettable ride. And who knows, you might even get to meet us in person. Just remember, no one can resist the twisted allure of a hot and violent teen whore like me. Daddy and I are always ready for our next prey.

 

Sadistic phone sex in the mornings is a sinful good time

https://snuffphonesex.com/harper/Sadistic phone sex starts my mornings off the right way! Even before I have had my first bump,  or J, I get extremely sick fucks at my doorstep.  But you know what? 

     Little Miss Harper loves to be your slut in the early morning. It’s okay to make me into your total cum rag! You better be ready for my sloppy seconds and third rounds. I’ll make sure you’re satisfied before you leave. Just make sure you leave a big load for me to clean up! 

Sadistic phone sex sick fucks need early morning release. 

      Have to be quiet about the things you really love? For instance, I have a man who loves to have his brain melted with blasphemy as I have a herd of Girl calves mutilated and tortured. As I whisper his brain full of horrible dark things he is absorbing all my evil! Mwahahahaha!  Hail satan and the disastrous blood shed That I have for your cock. Let me whisper your name as I let loose a torrent of blasphemy and bloody phone sex in your ear.  You need a young thang like me to lead you astray. And I am up for making all men just as vile as I am!             

          Come and join me in my dark and evil world. I’ll show you the darkest pleasures of life. Together, we can make the world an even more corrupted place. Let us be partners in crime and create havoc and mayhem. Let us be the devil’s disciples and rule the world!

Violent Phone Sex Turns My Son On More Than Anything

violent phone sexMy boy enjoys violent phone sex and so do his viewers who subscribe to his channel. Although he brings me lots of coke to dull the pain, I always feel it the next day. Two days later and I am still sore. But his primo coke is the only medicine I need. He surprised me Thursday night. I knew I was in trouble too. He seemed like a lot was on his mind and he needed to take it out on his favorite mommy whore.

He went right in to punching my tits and slapping my face. Although he might punch me in the jaw, so my teeth go flying, he will never punch my nose. He knows I need my sniffer. My boy did not come alone. So, I knew I was in trouble. Perhaps, this would be a true snuff porn with the backup boys. He invited some of his viewers to join our live show. The last time that happened, I needed an ER visit. Either I have toughened up or his coke has improved. Maybe, both.

Mommy is My Son’s Favorite Punching Bag

Those boys joined in on playing soccer bopper with my body as I pushed out my asshole. I know what my son and his fans like to see. They enjoy abusing my prolapse. After what felt like an eternity of being punched and slapped with hands and cocks, they turned their attention to my waddle. That’s what I call my prolapsed asshole because it looks like a turkey neck when I am on all fours. It hangs between my legs. And the boys, including my son, took turns punching my waddle. They fucked me for hours too. Rough sex. It is all they like. My asshole got fucked from the outside in.

But I am no stranger to gangbang rape porn. So, they played musical chairs with my fuck holes. That night, I was a 4-hole wonder. I know what you are thinking. How can she have four holes. My son’s favorite hole is my pee hole. And all the coke in the world does not dull that kind of pain. Four cocks ravaged my urethra, and it still feels like I am pissing out glass shards. My pee is bloody, and I am in pain every time I urinate.

Hey, but I survived another live streaming night. One of these days, I might not survive it. But I know my boy loves his mommy. Why else would he bring me such good coke to help ease the pain?

Torture sex gets my pussy gushing like an artery!

Torture sex

Torture sex gets my pussy gushing like an artery! I know for you there is no greater thrill than seeing the fear and agony in some little slut’s eyes. I love it too Daddy! The power and dominance that comes with inflicting pain on fresh meat gets me so fucking wet. It turns me into a rabid animal who constantly needs more.

I was thinking it would be so much fun for us to find some toys to play with. We’ll find a sweet young thing, maybe babysitting out some where in the middle of nowhere. We will taunt her, call the house and make obscene noises. We will tell her how we want to lick that pretty piggy cunt of hers. We will make her blood run cold with that hot thick cock of yours.

I love to take my time with them. I like to make them think they are eventually going to be let go, as if it was all a bad dream. But no, Daddy, no way! I wanna make sure you use up those holes as much as you want, as hard as you want. I will beg you to make that little pussy bleed from your cock, I love the taste of that sweet young blood.

Let’s find some innocent meat and have ourselves some fun. We’ll stuff their tight holes and make new ones to fuck when we get bored. And when you’re in need of some intense pleasure, just give me a call for some hot and wet Violent phone sex. Trust me, you won’t regret it.

He Forced Me to Engage in Blasphemy Sex

blasphemy sexHe forced me into blasphemy sex. Although I am not religious now, I was raised as a Catholic girl. My mother had two lives. The good Catholic church going woman who the church thought was a saint. And the incest loving cocaine loving dirty mom who my brother and I knew was no saint at all. I loved her dichotomy.

Now I possess that same sort of dichotomy. On the outside I look like a normal soccer mom. Occasionally, I go to church but not as much as I should or did. I do have a lot of naughty things to confess. Like the fact that I too love fucking my sons and partying with coke.  When Dave called me telling me he had coke for me, I knew we had to hang out.

But the addy he gave me was for my church. Well, the church I went to as a little girl with my mother. He wanted blasphemy phone sex to party with him. A few hail Mary’s and God will forgive me, right? Secretly, I apologized to God, as Dave made me admonish the Almighty for his darker counterpart, Satan. I felt like God might strike me down at any moment as I cursed his existence while doing lines of coke off Dave’s cock.

Fuck the Almighty One, Hail Satan

We partied in my old church. Fucked on the red velvet alter leaving cum stains everywhere. Dave pissed in the coffers, and I masturbated my naughty cunt with a cross I saw hanging. Big ass cross too. Gaped my cunt and ass. I will be honest here. Being naughty in a church I went to as a little girl felt incredibly dirty and taboo. But I did it for the coke.

Dave is a devil worshiper I discovered. We hailed Satan while fucking in almost every pew. Left my mark and scent everywhere I could. Not often I go to church anymore as a taboo phone sex whore, but boy, this visit will land me in hell for good.

Accomplice Phone Sex Partners Can Be Difficult To Find

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex partners are hard to find. Most men think I am pranking them when I tell then we should go out and find a young whore to fuck and torture. Either they think I am crazy, or they think I am setting them up. Perhaps, I am a little crazy. You do not get raised like I did and do not come out a little warped on the other side. But I am not fooling or pranking men. I enjoy hunting for girl meat with a partner.

And I think most men enjoy hunting with me too. Think about it. You meet a blonde babe in a bar. You share some adult drinks. Get to talking and she suggest that the two of you explore your rape phone sex fantasies together. Like how fucking hot is that. Well, that’s just what happened with Jacob last night. We met a seedy little bar where I find lots of men down to violate tender age flesh together.

Let me tell you something. I make a great accomplice. Not only do I have an eye for talent, but I also can lure talent away much easier than you can. This bar I frequent is next to a no tell motel. Perfect for taking a little whore to and fucking her brains out. Jacob seemed impressed with my preparedness. I had disguises in the car ready to put on, drugs to knock our victim out and I rented the no tell motel room with a stolen credit card.

Hunting with a Partner is Way More Fun

We drove around for a bit and found a young girl walking home from the park. It was dusk, and I told her I knew her mom and she got in the car with me. Jacob hid in the back seat, and we drugged her with a quick needle in the arm. I carried her into the motel room, like she was my sleeping daughter. Jacob tied her to the bed after I removed her clothes.

And we made a teen rape porn from a seedy roadside motel. She never woke up. After Jacob sodomized her and popped her cherry, we left her in the bed to sleep it off. Hotel staff will find her in the morning and the little cunt will not remember a thing. We cleaned up her cunt, took the sheets with us and sanitized the place before we left. No DNA will be found in that room at least. Would you hunt with me?

Satanic Ass Rape Porn Whore Sacrificed to Satanic Cock

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Satanic Ass Rape Porn Starring Your Favorite Whore

My ass and pussy are reeling from Satanic ass rape porn. I decided to sacrifice my whore body to Satan. And in return He’d make me one of His demonic succubus whores. Giving me the power to lure and control men, and then completely drain their horned up cocks. But I didn’t realize how painful it would be. I was sitting in a circle of candles. I was naked and chanting. Calling Satan here to take my soul with that giant devil dick. I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter with every moment.

Torture Sex Will Turn Me Into a Succubus 

Then I felt it. I felt the need to finger this wet evil phone sex pussy. It was like something warm was already inside me. That warmth kept growing and growing and stretching my cunt out. Then He materialized in front of me with His cock already buried deep. Satan was dick deep inside this pussy. His cock was ribbed with little spikes and was 12 inches of solid steel. He pushed that dick in so deep that I could feel it tearing it’s way into my womb. I could feel the pain of Him shredding my cunt apart but underneath it was this sick, satanic pleasure. I squirted all over that satanic dick.

But He wasn’t done with me. His cock pulled out of my pussy and I felt it forcing it’s way into my asshole. I tried to grab His cock and stop it. There wasn’t even any lube. But Satan just smacked me hard. I thought I would black out. And then the searing pain of that demonic dick permanently ripping my ass in two with the evil torture sex. I was screaming in pain. Begging for mercy. And then I felt it. That warm demonic cum inflating my stomach and I felt it flooding my ass. It was warm and then I could feel the demonic power filling me.

Violent Phone Sex Tendencies Should Be Harnessed

violent phone sexI am prone to violent phone sex tendencies. When I was a schoolgirl, some shrink diagnosed me as clinically psychotic. My parents worried about me. I was a quiet girl. A Goth girl too. No friends but my grandpa. But I did not need any friends but him. He saw potential in me. He saw me in him. Perhaps the serial killer gene skips a generation. My youth mirrored that of the fictional character Dexter. However, I never spent time locked in a storage shed with my mother’s dead body.

My grandpa taught me how to kill. As a schoolgirl I acted impulsively. Like the time I killed my bully when she followed me home and began taunting me. To this day, she is still listed as a missing person. That’s because my grandpa covered up her death for me over 20 years ago. He carried her dead body to our farm, put her in a wood chipper and used her evil ground up bits as hog feed. I am a killer phone sex bitch because of my grandpa.

My Grandpa Turned Me Into a Stone Cold Killer

I miss him. He made me the smart killer I am today. He too learned to harness his psychotic nature. When I was little, he ran a prison, and often tortured death row inmates as a way of getting out his anger and tending to his violent needs. Eventually the state shut down his prison, and he retired. But he did not stop killing and torturing people. He helped me with my hit list. I had a long list of school bullies and teachers I wanted to hurt. And he helped me kill and torture them all.

In the process, he taught me how to kill smartly. And he shared with me key principles I carry with me today, like do not kill folks with a connection to you. Find a surrogate. Do not kill in your own back yard, which means never bring a victim back to your place or kill someone in your neighborhood. Find a place not connected to you to kill, like my kill shack in the woods.

Grandpa was my first accomplice phone sex partner. The only one worth a damn in my life. So, now, I am looking for a new hunting buddy. Some one I can mentor just like my grandpa did for me. Is that you?