Category: Violent phone sex

Torture sex through my teen years is tasty

Torture sexTorture sex through my teen years is tasty! See, I like that shit. Raw dogged and split open in a couple of places does a crazy teen good. I did my 30 days of horror flicks and realized that I’m not the same girl I used to be. Now I am rooting for bloodier and more graphic scenes than ever before. You may thank a few of my sadistic daddies for making me into a “little” Horror reenactment slut. 

“Does Harper want to sit on Daddy’s lap and play spin and poke?”

Torture sex for me and your choice of Victims!

Of course, I fucking do, even when I knew I was way too tiny to take all that dick meat.  Anything to get back to my roots cleaning spots of blood from my panties in the toilet so mommy wouldn’t hear the water running for too long. 

Evil phone sex has run in my blood since my youth. The hurt feels so good as I am begging for mercy as your young one. Now my attitude has changed from just needing to be a stuffed little girl to stuffing and snuffing other pre-sluts.  I’m no longer just an innocent little girl, I’m a powerful young whore who knows what she wants and needs. Blood and pain are the only things on my brain these days.

I’m no longer afraid to take calculated risks of killing and rape fantasy! No fear of the consequences of my actions will stop. I’m in control of my snuff phone sex destiny and I’m not afraid to take what doesn’t belong to me.

Gangbang Rape Porn Accomplice for Hire

gangbang rape pornMany men hold gangbang rape porn fantasies. I bet you have thought about gagging a bitch, tying her up and letting your friends have their way with her. No shame. What if I told you that I could bring you a young girl for you and your friends? Would you pay me to bring you a special treat? Many men would and do pay for the taboo privilege of destroying tiny holes with their best friends.

My former owner and I have a great relationship now. I am the only one of his slave girls to barter her way out of ownership or death. He uses me occasionally to help him procure teen rape porn stars. And just like my callers, he enjoys innocent girls with no hair on their pussies yet and bee sting boobies. This time he wanted one to share with some potential business partners. And he knew who could get the job done.

I Love to Procure the Young Talent for Your Rape Fantasies

I only had a few days to grab a little darling, but I have this what if book I call it. It contains pictures, addresses and any information I can find about a little darling in the area. And when I get an accomplice call, I know where to begin based on the details the client gives me about his perfect costar. He wanted a ginger girl, and I found two in my what if book. Both fit the bill, so I went with the one that was the closest and easiest to snatch.

I grabbed her on her way home from school. I borrowed a car, took the plates off it and put on a black wig. She got in the car to help me find my puppy. Some girls are just so stupid. I hand delivered her to my former master and saw the 20 some guys waiting for a piece of her tight pussy and ass.

Although I wanted to stay for the fun,  some of master’s friends did not trust me even after he vouched for me. And even after I brought them their snuff sex victim.  At least my former master called me to tell me the dirty details. You would not kick me out of the room after I brought you a piece of fuck meat, would you?

A Romantic Dinner

 

Cannibalism phone sex Marley

Cannibalism phone sex is a extremely good time! I have done a lot of wild things for my Master, I will do anything for him, of corpse! I grabbed some fresh meat at a grocery store. Master wanted a real fresh one and I found her. Blonde, petite, big blue innocent eyes. She was perfect for him. I laid her out on the slab, arms and leggs chained. Once I had her ready for Master, I rang the dinner bell. He came down in his finest threads, he looked so perfect, I can tell Master was proud of me, I never saw him glow like that. The candles were lit and the meat had a crisp apple in her mouth. It was time to eat! I sliced a piece of thigh meat, my God, she wouldnt stop screaming. Master ate every bite. I loved watching him stuff his face, wild and free. The blood dripping down his mouth made my evil little pussy wet. I saw the buldge in his pants and got on my knees. I rammed his hard cock down my throat as he went for seconds, this time it was breast meat! I deep throated his cock until he shot a huge wad of cum down my throat. He instructed me to get on top of her face. I rode that little bitch’s tongue as Master fucked her wound. His cock got so messy covered in her blood. He pulled it out and rammed it down my throat again. I almost threw up all over his cock, the taste of metal was overwhelming. After dinner it was time for our dessert! Sex with dead bodies may be taboo for some but fucking that stiff with my Master was the best damn dessert I ever had!

 

Teen Rape Porn Fantasies Need an Experienced Accomplice Like Me

teen rape pornAll men experience teen rape porn fantasies. Often, those fantasies emerge during Halloween. Men get aroused visually easily. And seeing those cute young things dressed up as Disney princess or a Harley Quinn or Barbie, makes their cocks hard. When they cannot take it anymore, they call me to help them out. And I always help. But for a price, of course.

I met David ions ago when I modeled for BDSM shoots. We have stayed in touch, and he knows that I help men just like him explore their carnal lust for Lolitas. When he called me last night, he seemed frantic. He fucked up at a Halloween party and needed my help. Of course, I could have helped him for free for old time sake. But I needed to clean up his mess. And to take that risk, he needed to shell out a couple grand. And he did.

He explored his rape phone sex fantasies with his niece at a family Halloween party. He got drunk and she looked like a slutty little Barbie bimbo, and it drove him crazy. Now, the girl told him she was telling her parents. He roofied her to shut her up. He violated so many rules. You never fuck a family Lolita. Common sense requires a surrogate to remain undetected. Now, his niece needed to die. And I had to kill her while he had an alibi.

Men Need an Accomplice for Their Lolita Rape Fantasies

Men need an accomplice like me so they can fuck all the young pussy they want and never go to prison. I broke into the home where his Lolita niece slept passed out in her bed. My friend took home one of his brother’s female friends so she would be his alibi. I killed the girl in her twin princess bed. She never even woke up. I suffocated her. And I gave her a dead girl’s douche. If you need to wash away DNA, this is the way to do it. A douche dilutes your semen so it cannot be matched to any DNA. Another reason men need an accomplice phone sex partner like me. I think of everything.

His problem died. And although the police questioned him, they questioned everyone at the party. Time of her death provided him an alibi. Either his brother will go down for the crime or it will remain a mystery like that little beauty queen from the 90s. Although I prefer to help men before they get in trouble, I can be the clean-up partner too.

Knife Play Phone Sex Season is Here

knife play phone sexHalloween is knife play phone sex season. Many men want to stab a bitch. One man thought he could stab me. Wrong bitch loser. I joke that I have a set of eyes in the back of my head. I do not miss a thing. When he attempted to mug me leaving a Halloween party at a Goth bar, I sensed his presence. And he did not have the element of surprise he hoped he would have. However, I did.

Sure, I could have killed him right there in public and never spent a day in jail. We can defend ourselves from attackers and get off. But I wanted to enjoy the revenge. Even though I keep knives strapped to my legs and arms, I always carry a needle full of morphine around too. In needle form, it acts quickly to disable anyone I want.

Normally, I only inject brats I want to kidnap in a crowd. But a man trying to mug me, well, he had it coming. When he woke up, he found himself in a snuff sex nightmare. I stripped him naked and tied him to my castration chair. I still do not know if he wanted me dead, disabled or what his true intentions were. Did he want to mug me, or force fuck me? Perhaps someone hired him to attack me? It did not matter. He would not survive to do this to me again or anyone.

I Castrate Men and Feed Them Their Severed Cock and Balls

I am glad I disabled him quickly because he appeared to be like 6’5. Although I am tiny at 5’1, I am mighty. No one ever suspects I am as strong as I am. I told my attacker who I was. Then I showed him in case he had any doubt about my capabilities. I cut his balls off first. When he began screaming in pain, I shoved his severed balls into his mouth until he looked like a chipmunk who scored some nuts.

Then, I sliced his cock off but in tiny little pieces. I treated his cock like a holiday sausage I cut up for a charcuterie board, LOL. I love castration phone sex, but I rarely just take the balls. My attacker kept passing out, so I needed to slap him back awake. He did not deserve to die quickly or sleep through the torture. Although I did kill him eventually, I made him wish he had never been born first. And I made him eat his chopped up worthless dick.

Yeah, he fucked with the wrong bitch.

Teen Urinal-Owned Piece of Trash

Fantasy phone sexI really wanted to fuck Brian for quite a while but there was a stipulation he had when I approached him about it. He knew I was slutty and loved to take cock because he always heard me talking about it with some girls at work. He never really said anything to me until I came forward about having a little crush on him and wanting his cock in all my holes. He then said “Do you think all I want to do is fuck your holes till I cum and than just leave you there getting what you want”? I laughed and said “I don’t know what you mean”.

So he said, “Macey, I already know you crave cock and need cum because you talk about it all the time”. I replied and said “Okay, so what’s the problem then; we both can be satisfied and have fun”. He laughed again and said “I guess you think there aren’t a ton of other dumb whores willing to be a cum dumpster for a guy like me”. I was stumped and just looked kind of shocked. He then became a little more aggressive and stood up over me, grabbed my chin, smiled and spit directly in my face. 

He went on and said “Don’t look so shocked; I of course want to empty my balls in you but I have another request that I think you won’t turn down”. I said, Okay, talk to me then and tell me what you want’. He giggled and continued with “There ya go, you see I knew you would be interested in knowing more”. He said there are tons of cock sleeves that like to take loads and be used as a cum whore like you. However, there are not a lot of them who would lower themselves enough to be my urinal slave. He said “Macey, I am looking for a depraved cunt who has little or no self respect who is willing to take not only my cum and spit but also my piss”. 

I was taken back and so wet I could not control how horny I was getting. I looked at him and said “Tell me more please”. He loved it and said “Yeah, I figured you would quiver bitch; so my proposal is that I will feed you as much cock and cum that your holes can handle but then I want to empty my bladder in you whenever I want”. I said “I would love to be your piss slave after you bless with me cock and cum”. He said “Oh yes, but I want you to be my piss slave all the time no matter where we are”. He said “So at work if I text you to come to the bathroom, etc I want you to be there immediately with all your holes available so I can choose which one I want”. I was so wet so all I can muster out of my dumb whore mouth was “Whatever you want Brian I will do it; just please let me have your cock and cum”. He pushed me on the ground, ripped off my clothes, plowed my ass hole until he came and than took out the funnel. He slipped it into my ass hole and emptied his bladder in my shit hole. When he was done he said “Thanks cunt, keep your phone nearby at all times; I own you now you disgusting piece of trash”

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies for a Halloween Whore

Halloween Whores Make The Best Victims For Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

Halloween is the best time to fulfill your murder phone sex fantasies. And I’m the pathetic fucking slut that is going to be your next victim. I’m one of those stupid girls that go out every night around Halloween dressed like a hooker and teasing every cock that I come across. Getting fucked up and walking alone in dangerous areas.

It wouldn’t be hard to attack me. To come up behind me with a knife and slice my achilles tendon so I can’t run away. To grab me by my hair and painfully yank me down on to my knees where I belong. I’d be too wasted to put up a real fight, and the moment you put that knife up to my neck I would shut the fuck up. Or beg for my worthless life. You want to hear a pathetic whore beg for you, don’t you. Having my life in your hands makes your cock harder than the snuff sex you plan to have with me

Tell me to open my mouth and clean my blood off of your blade with my tongue. And if I don’t want to use my tongue then cut it the fuck off. I’d watch it fall to the floor in horror. But it’s not like I can scream while I’m choking on the blood filling my mouth.

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Have Snuff Sex with Your Newest Victim!

All I can do is claw at your hands while you watch the light leave my eyes. Right before I pass out, take out your cock and force it into my mouth. My blood and your cock are filling my mouth. Make me choke on them both. I’ll suffocate on my own blood right in front of you. It all comes down to your wishes. I’m nothing more than a mindless victim. One that you plan to have evil torture sex with. 

Pull your cock out of my mouth and kick me until I’m laying on the ground gasping for air. Rip through whatever slutty costume I’m wearing and force that blood soaked cock into one of my holes. If you catch me late in the night I should already have someone else’s cum leaking out of me. The blood and cum are perfect lube for a forced anal fucking.

Don’t hold back. I fucking deserve to have my ass destroyed. I’m so tight when I squeeze down on you, trying to get away despite it all. Will you make me live through it or will you slut my throat and put me out of my misery? If you killed me, would you still fuck me? I’m sure a sick fuck like you wouldn’t mind having sex with dead bodies!

Bloody Phone Sex Games in a House From Hell

bloody phone sexHalloween brings out the bloody phone sex fans. Do you like it bloody, graphic and violent too? I do when it comes to fantasy. But in reality? No thank you. I do not like to bleed but I do not always have control over the matter. What am I saying? I never control anything in my life because I am a druggy whore.

When I got an invitation to a Halloween party, I did not think twice about it. No clue it might be a trap. When I arrived at the address, something felt off. The building had an ominous feel. Like I got serious horror film vibes. But I am not usually final girl material. Maybe the final whore. But never the hero of any story.

I knew this could be a snuff porn I walked into, but whoever invited me promised me drugs. When I heard a spooky voice, I instantly felt like I might be in a Saw flick. As I navigated this house of horrors, I needed to dodge trap doors and other deadly things. I could hear screaming. Female screams. I was not alone in this house. But I knew I would survive. I had to survive.

Halloween House of Horrors

When I stepped on broken glass, I screamed too. Then I felt hands around my throat. I pulled a piece of glass from my foot and jabbed the arm around my throat. When the grip loosened, I ran. I mean I ran like Micheal Myers was on my heels. My feet looked like bloody stumps, but I made it to the end of the labyrinth. And my reward appeared to be a big bowl of coke.

A man stepped out from behind a curtain like the all-powerful Oz and told me I made it to the second level of the game. Who has this macabre man? He did not look familiar to me. He told me the second maze promised me even more coke if I survived. Although I knew this was fantasy phone sex, I knew I could still die.

But I wanted more coke. Unlike the Saw movies, I did not compete through sick games to survive. I competed to score coke. And I lost a few pints of blood in the process.

The Other Girl

Snuff Phone Sex

If you are like my Master you should call me for some hot Snuff phone sex. Lots of guys like to hear all my sick stories. I don’t know how long I will last here. The other girl didn’t make it… Master got real mad at me, he said my heart wasn’t into pleasing him enough. So when he took it out on her it was all my fault. I don’t know how long I have been here, days? Weeks? Maybe even months, time seems to blend into it’s self down here. It is always dark and cold, Master says we whores need to learn our place. He says we are all greedy, money hungry, spoiled sluts. I think he is right. I know before he found me I was on the streets trying to get as much money as possible. He saved me, he showed me what I was meant for. I try to be a good girl and do everything Master says but that day I was just so tired. The night before Master made me take all six of his friends for a movie. All of my holes were raw and swollen. The other girl was brand new, he wanted me to show her how to properly please him. I started off showing her how Master likes when us girls sit on “Betty” until Master says we can get up. “Betty” is Master’s favorite toy, huge black spiked dildo that is nailed to the floor. I had it all the way inside of my pussy for what felt like hours, I wasn’t strong enough and got up before Master said it was ok. He was so disappointed in me. He said I shamed him and spoiled the meat. He ordered me to take that sweet little naked body to the chains. I chained her arms up, spread her legs wide and chained her by the ankles. He didn’t have to tell me what to do from there. I have been here long enough to know what I had to do. I took the whip and didn’t stop until splatters of red fell through the air. Master was in the corner smiling ear to ear with his huge thick cock in his hand. She hung there silent, I didn’t want to go over board but I love Master and will do ANYTHING to please him. 

Snuff Phone Sex Fight Club

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex keeps life interesting. Men’s sexual fantasies range from the vanilla to the sick. But no judgment from me. Men pay me for all sorts of things. Sometimes I am the victim. Other times I am the accomplice. And sometimes which I am depends on me. I met a man with an interesting fetish at the strip club last month.

He got the VIP room for me, and another stripper named Hailey. And he did not ask about our standard menu items. He did not want a hand job or a blow job. Hell, he did not even want to fuck us. He paid to watch us wrestle each other. We looked at that as easy money. But over the weekend, he wanted to meet us outside the club. He still wanted us to wrestle with each other. However, he upped the ante. He wanted a death match.

When It Comes to Fighting I am Scrappy

Whichever one of us survived won the cash prize. I think it is obvious who won fight club. I adored Haily, but that much cash on the line brought out my killer phone sex spirit. Brought out hers too. But my spirit won out. At first, we thought he might be joking. Like he pulled a Halloween prank on us or something. Once we realized our kinky patron meant to kill us both if we did not embark on a death match, we fought tooth and nail.

I thought I would die. Hailey stood over me by a foot. Plus, she appeared stronger than me too. But I am scrappy. I learned to fight nasty to survive as a young girl. I pushed my fingers into Haily’s eyes blinding her. Once I pulled that move, I had the upper hand. And I already broke the cardinal rule of fight club. I talked about fight club. I will save the details of Haily’s brutal demise for a call. But understand she put up one hell of a fight.

Since I won the battle royale, this rich patron wants to make me the head of his girl fight club. I guess now, I am the queen of violent phone sex fantasies. I told you I was scrappy.