Category: Violent phone sex

Ass Rape Porn Star Blair Fights Another Bitch in a Battle of the Anal Whores

ass rape pornBeing an ass rape porn star never gets boring. I showed up to make a dirty anal gang bang movie for some fast cash. I spent the money for the mortgage on coke. I had to recuperate that money, or my husband would kill me. He finally started trusting me with money again. He thinks I have been clean and sober for years now. I have just become better at hiding my coke habit. For the most part, I have figured out how to trade my cunt and ass for coke so I do not need cash. Since I doubted that the bank would trade my fuck holes for our $2,000 mortgage, I answered a few ads for snuff porn. I was not the only woman who showed up. Turns out we were costars. There was no male star with us. I felt better about it, but that was fleeting once I found out the terms. Only one of us would be paid. We were fighting each other anally. We had to brutalize each other’s buttholes until the other one simply could not take it anymore. It was like WWE but in the adult world of anal whores. I am a seasoned anal whore. This girl was 20 tops. I had a couple decades of being an anal whore on her. I needed that money. I know a few wrestling moves, so I used them to pin her beneath me so I could fist her ass. I had to get more brutal than that because she started squirting with my fist up her asshole. She liked it. Fuck, I had my work cut out for me. I put my knee on her throat and double fisted her. Now, she was yelping. I told her I was sorry, but I needed that money. I gave her the worst anal torture sex she has ever had. I prolapsed her ass and I made it bleed. She did give up finally. And I paid the mortgage on time. But I was almost busted. If I had not won, I would have been homeless and on my way to divorce court by the end of the week.

I Shouldn’t Have Walked Alone…

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Walking home from the corner store with daddy’s booze alone after dark was probably a bad idea in hindsight. I ended up getting surrounded in the park, a group of guys pushed me around and made me their victim. I couldn’t fight them once they pushed me to the ground, I was scared but I knew they wanted to fuck. I didn’t resist as much as I should have, not nearly at all, my cunt soaked once they started pulling out their cocks. It was only a matter of seconds before my knees were bloody and my stockings were ripped open. They forced my asshole open with their cocks and pounded me one by one, only stopping once they shot their hot jizz in me. I stumbled home with my ass leaking loads, daddy knew I had been used and beat me until I passed out…

Gas Station Knife Play Phone Sex

Knife play phone sex

I love knife play phone sex so much that I grab a new blade every chance I can get.  Can’t have fun with knives if you don’t have a shit ton of them, that’s what I always say.  I think my favorite blades to buy are gas station knives.  No, they’re not of a high quality or better at cutting than other knives.  In fact, they’re usually trash.  That’s why I like them.  They’re flashy, gaudy and dumb looking just like the dumb fuck pigs I poke, slice and cut with them.

You’ve seen them, they’re everywhere; guys who look like a walking, talking gas station knife.  Trendy haircut, sharply trimmed beard, usually wearing some sort of MMA or booze branded shirt.  Those are the ones, human gas station knives polluting my air with their noxious gasses and vile noises.  They’re easy to hunt, you can hear their call from miles away.  “Yo!  Let’s go!” they bellow as they bounce around from bar to bar with their shit head buddies looking for any sexy little slit they can find to pay them an ounce of attention.  I have a slit for them, right across their muscle bound throats.

They love a slutty looking chick who has a craving for cum sparkling in her eyes.  I can do that really well.  I am, indeed, slutty by nature and love a good blast of jizz shot deep in my cooch, but only when I like the guy.  No one can like these sentient Monster energy drink cans, they’re vapid, hollow and have little goals other than getting wasted and drained.  They’re some of my favorite targets, even more so than the little sluts they pursue.  Cutting them up with a cheap and barely sharpened gas station knife makes for really bloody phone sex.  Listen… I think I can hear one now.

 

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies Explored with a Purveyor of Perversion

taboo phone sexYour taboo phone sex fantasies are safe with me. I like to think of myself as a purveyor of perversion. I help men explore their perverted fantasies. With me, men can go to those dark recess in their minds. They can act on the dirty thoughts that get men arrested. The thing about having me as your accomplice is that I take all the risk, which means you remain safe. If anyone goes to jail it is me, but I spent years watching cruel men dispose of evidence. I have watched and learned. My former master trained me well. He underestimated me. He thought I was just a stupid blonde bimbo. He was half right. I am a blonde bimbo, but stupid I am not. I may not have book smarts, but I have something better. I have street smarts. I watched how master made snuff movies and disposed of the stars afterwards. I watched how he kidnapped young girls for his sex trafficking business. I learned how to recruit, steal, groom and get rid of young girls. These are not skills the average woman possess. The stuff I do and the stuff I have seen would shock, and even disgust, your wife. She is too vanilla for your thoughts. But I am not! I am a sick switch. If you have rape fantasies about super young girls, I can find you your dream fuck dolly. I can get rid of her too once you are done having your fun. Little whores go missing every day. You may want a cute little white girl, and I can get that for you. But the indigenous, brown and black girls who go missing? Well, no one cares if they get used up for a teen rape porn. No one looks for them. No Amber alerts for them. Face it, you need me to keep your protected so your can have your fun with any little girl or boy of your choice. And I will be right there with you making it all happen.

Choking on Your Cock and Suffocating on Your Cum

Kidnapping phone sex

 

Cum and water drip out of my nose and mouth as I feel your hand around my throat. 

You see me on the street and pretend to be asking me for directions. Little did I know that you were waiting for a sucker so you could drag them into your van and take them to your place. Your dungeon has an assortment of tools that you like to use to torture your victims: a hand rake to scrape my skin, a curling iron to burn me and, more importantly, your cock. You love to face fuck me and shove your cock so deep down my throat that I can’t breath. Then, you cum in my throat and I try to spit it up. You shove my face into a bucket of water so that I won’t be able to release the cum wad and now cum and water is dripping out of my nose and throat. I can breathe but I am barely alive. Once you put your hand on my throat, it is all over for me, the dumb, helpless victim. 

Violent Phone Sex is the Only Kind I Want

violent phone sexViolent phone sex is the only kind of I have with callers. I am not a GFE girl. No romance in me at all. In fact, I dismember men who try to get romantic with me and eat them for breakfast. I am very clear that I am not looking for a boyfriend. The only use men serve me is as an accomplice or a victim. There is no middle road with me because I do not think like a woman. I think like a stone-cold killer. I killed a boy in high school. He was my first male kill. I had slaughtered some mean girls, but no guys yet. This tool had it coming. He was a popular jock. He thought he could target me. He thought I was easy prey as a loner Goth girl. Ture, I ran with the Dungeons and Dragon crowd. I was not popular. I was different. But I was not some dumb girl who believed the school jock really wanted to date me. I was prepared for him. Men have never been able to get the upper hand with me because I see right though them. He showed up at my place claiming he wanted to date me. I knew what the jocks did. They made gangbang rape porn movies with nerdy, unpopular high school girls and blasted the videos all over school to slut shame them. Before he had a chance to fuck me, I stabbed him in the balls. I did not castrate him, but I deflated each ball with a sharp pencil through each testicle. I told him that was for all the other women who were not as smart as me. My grandpa heard the screams, came to my rescue and realized I was not the one screaming. He was proud of me. He encouraged me to kill the boy and put him out of every woman’s misery. With my grandpa cheering me on, I slit his throat with a paring knife and watched him bleed out on the grass. My grandpa fed his corpse to the wood chipper and we used his remains as fertilizer. Got my first taste of snuff porn that day. Been a killing machine ever since.

Bondage Phone Sex for Cock and Coke Gets Brutal

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex always gets kinky with me. This guy who likes to tie me up in exchange for coke, gets kinkier every encounter we have. I love bondage, but even for a BDSM whore, it can go too far. Tony is a drug dealer. He is a rouge one, not tied to any cartel, but he likes to tie up women. I think he does as much blow as he gives. But his blow always requires some pain. He tied me up in a way that I did not think I would ever be able to get out of. I was strung up, suspended in air like a marionette puppet. My arms and legs dangling uncomfortably. He had a cattle prod that he kept zapping me with to watch my limbs move. When he shoved it up my ass, my entire body jumped. It made me piss too. He basked in my golden nectar though. As my piss sprayed his face, he began smacking me with his leather belt. I yelped in pain. He was doing coke, taunting me. I am a taboo phone sex slut, but I can only go so far sober. I needed coke if he was going to whip me like that. I begged for a bump, but he was not interested in getting me coked up until after he had his sadistic fun. He is a different guy when coked up. But then I am different woman when high too. I could not move. I felt the rope digging into my flesh every time he shocked me. My body would jerk and the ropes would cut my flesh with my involuntary movements. Tony was naked with a hard cock ready for me to beg for cock and coke, and in that order too. I begged to be his ass rape porn star not because I wanted his cock up my ass, but because I wanted that coke and that was the only way to get it. The things I endure for coke. Now, I must explain these ligature marks to my husband.

Violent phone sex with Stephanie the slut

violent phone sex

 

Stephanie the snuff whore is what they call me. Tonight, I’m ready to rub my slutty cunt to the most evil and violent phone fantasy that you can dream up! Sick and twisted calls always make my evil slut cunt drip and I love being a nasty whore for you! Don’t hesitate to tell me exactly what gets your dick hard because it’s never too taboo for a nasty, snuff obsessed slut like me! Lately, I’ve been having fun with a kinky, married guy. He makes my slut hole soaked when he tells me all the fucked up ways that he wants me to torture his wife and little step daughter! There’s something about the way he wants me to slice them open and stroke his cock with their guts all over my hands, that gets me so excited! He can’t call tonight because his stupid wife is at home so I’m going to need you to call and keep me entertained…

Cannibalism phone sex: Accomplice Style!

Cannibalism phone sexIt was freezing the night I ran into this cannibalism phone sex loving dude. He was walking around the college campus all by himself on a Saturday night. Most people would have allowed him to fade into the background, not really noticeable, but to me, he creeped me out. I’m not really sure what it was about him, but it seemed like he was lurking watching chubby college girls. I pretended to stumble into him and told him I was headed to a party. He actually asked if he could come along. I had no problem as long as he drove, there is nothing wrong with making sure you have a good designated driver. 

Killer phone sex Along the way, he told me about the dark craving that he had. I love dark cravings. Something that he did not know. Said I looked way too innocent to be a bad girl. He said it was the flesh of a chunky woman he craved. Not just kissing it but the way she tasted in his teeth. I wanted to pretend I was scared but truthfully it made me so horny. I decided that I would bring him a drunk chubby bitch as a thank you for getting me home safely. However, I also wanted to watch and see just as he would do to his newly gifted slut. 

It didn’t take but a couple of hours for me to find her either. Drunk and passed out in a random room I offered to get her home with a ride from my Dad. I hoisted her onto my shoulders and hobbled her out to the car. Once the old man realized I was headed his way he met me on the sidewalk to help out his prize in the back seat. She was quiet enough on the way home. He expressed he was going to take a load of back streets to keep his location safe before pulling into a garage of a house a street looking just like the rest. He wheeled a cart over and heaved the passed-out college girl from the car onto it. 

Fantasy phone sexI walked with him as he brought her into a big open bathroom. He gently rolled her onto the floor and then reached past me asking if I could pass him his scissors. He spoke of how much he loved large pure women as he snipped away her clothes. Softly he washed her with a clean white washcloth admiring every inch of her unblemished skin. There was nothing on her body, not a piercing or a tattoo. A rarity these days, the old man explained. I helped flip her over so he could wash her backside. He explained that cooking unwashed meat was most unsanitary and then I helped hoist her back onto the cart. 

His kitchen was so large. However, he expressed this one would be too large for his custom oversized kitchen even. Something that brought him joy just stating it. I helped lift her to the counter, laying her on her back. Turning straight chef mode on he mixed a concoction of butter and spices and began coating her skin. He took a spit pole and began tying her to it. Her wrist and legs were tied tightly and then topped with foil to prevent burning he said. I did have to help lift her onto the outdoor kitchen grill. Slowly she turned, cooking a little bit at a time. Her skin began to brown and you could hear juices leaking from her meat as she continued to cook out. The two of us sat conversating over a bottle of wine. I couldn’t stay until she was finished but that did not keep him from slicing bits from her skin to let us taste her now and again. The old man texted a picture when he was finished, she was beautifully served up with an apple in her gob. 

Sadistic phone sex

Big Brother Kidnapped Me!

 

Violent Phone SexMy brother kidnapped me and took me to a motel room where he sold my pussy to strangers! I let my daddy have all the fun he wanted with those little sluts I brought over for him but my brother had other plans for me. I thought I would be able to relax with daddy having his cock busy with the Lolita whores I kidnapped for him but I didn’t realize my brother would do something so cruel. He blindfolded and handcuffed me before throwing me in his car, I had no idea what he was doing but when we got out, I knew we were on the bad side of town. The motel was nasty and smelled gross, the bed was sticky and I couldn’t do anything when my brother handcuffed me to it. I heard men coming in and giving my brother money before the blindfold was ripped off and I saw a man pulling off his pants. My mouth was full of cock as I screamed and tried to get away but I was helpless. The man who paid my brother fucked me hard and fast while my brother watched, laughing at my tears.