Category: Violent phone sex

Follow My Snuff Sex Plan or Else

Snuff sex

When I’m providing the snuff sex fuck pigs for some deranged degenerate to dick down, I have to be the one who decides how the distressed damsels are dispatched.  Not because of my lust for blood or for anything overly psychotic, I just know how to kill a bitch without making too much noise, plain and simple.  I don’t want to draw any unwanted attention to ourselves and when you mix murder with fucking, guys tend to forget about the world around them and go a little nuts.  You can’t trust that kind of energy to make sound decisions and I can’t have some idiot blowing my cover no matter how much he pays me for my sexy slaughter services.  I got a good thing going, here, I won’t let anyone fuck it up.

Case in point; this fucking guy.  He’s been renting my rotten little wretches to use and abuse for about a year or so, usually just sticks to typical torture and beating my kidnapped beauties up with his bare hands.  I was a little surprised when he asked for some sluts that he could slay while he smashed, but dark desires usually escalate in these guys, that’s just how perversions go.  He’s a pretty good client, usually follows my commands to the T, so I didn’t think that this jump would be too much for him.  I was wrong.

The plan wasn’t hard to understand, it was going to be a simple two girl motel strangulation.  He even told me he was excited to see the life in their eyes fade out as his hands squeezed tighter and tighter around their throats and their holes squeezed tighter and tighter on his rock hard prick.  I had them slightly sedated and partially stripped down just as planned.  He was supposed to slap them around and scratch them up or whatever before ripping their undies off and having his way with their incapacitated cunts and unaware assholes.  He said he was going to make sure he came as they were gasping for air and their eyes bulged out of their sockets, those were his exact words.  Nope.

He beat on them and shredded their bra and panties right off of them just as planned.  He pulled out his dick and, right before jamming it inside of one of those unconscious cum sluts, he pulled out a pistol and shot them both in the head.  POW-POW!  It happened so quickly, I didn’t even have time to react.  In the moment, all I could do was gather my things and split, self preservation kicked in and took over.  I ran out of the room as he was going to town on the bloody blonde, hunks of her brain slowly oozing down the headboard.  

It didn’t take long for me to compose myself, there’s no way I’ll ever be tied to it.  I was really mad at myself for not seeing it in the guy for a while, but I’m over it.  I put him on my long list of losers who deserve to die and his time will come soon enough.  No one fucks up my world like that and lives to revel in it.  If you want to have sex with dead bodies then I’ll provide you with every ounce of fuck pig flesh you need to get your rocks off, easy-peasy.  You better follow my murderous plan though, Pally.  I don’t enjoy running, it makes me mad.

 

Bondage Phone Sex is Never Boring or Basic with a Coke Whore

bondage phone sexIt is never just bondage phone sex with me. I should know better by now, but I do not appear to learn from my mistakes. I blame the coke. I get so high that my memory is bad. But it is also tunnel vision. I get desperate for a fix, especially around the holidays. I need more coke than normal to get through the holidays. The stress of shopping. The stress of my in-laws. The stress of trying to act like a normal woman is just too much. Cocaine is mommy’s little helper. I was looking at the city paper for photo shoots and other seedy things to make some money. I am not skilled for much other than being a whore. Being good at snuff sex does not translate into real world experience that will make me any money, LOL. I am a whore. Now, I make good money as a snuff whore, but I do not get paid daily and I need coke daily. I am not good with money which is why my husband forced me to get a job. But phone sex does not support my habit. I can out coke Al Pacino in Scarface. I have been doing coke more than half my life. I found a bondage model ad and I applied. It seemed off. It was in a seedy house in the rough part of town. When you are a druggy whore, however, nothing is too seedy for a fix. I was hired on the spot and almost immediately tied up. A bunch of men of mixed races were standing around me naked. Huge cocks dangling in my face. Another gangbang rape porn moment in the books. They pounced on me while I was tied down. Multiple cocks in a hole at a time. They pissed on me. They made me eat their hairy, musky assholes. They slapped me. They dripped hot wax all over my body too. For hours. No one was taking pictures. This was not a photo shoot. This was another dumb bitch moment. After hours of abuse, they let me go but I go no money. Just laughter. Now, I am back to square one looking for coke. I will do anything you want for a fix.

Why I Hate Christmas……

Violent Phone SexUnlike most people I will spend my Christmas being brutalized by my brother and father! My daddy is one sick and sadistic monster now that my mom has been dead for five years, my brother is just like him too. Ever since mom died on Christmas, leaving me and my older brother with our perverted daddy, we have been his victims ever since. Eventually after enough violent abuse my brother just joined in on beating me and the force fucking never stopped once it began. I’d be forced to take daddy’s hard cock because he said it was my fault mommy is dead, eventually I started to accept that I was a bad daughter. I started to like the pain and even looked forward to daddy stuffing his cock in all my holes…

Domination Phone Sex is Not Something I am a Stranger Too

domination phone sexI am no stranger to domination phone sex. I have been a submissive bitch for ions. I am not sure where it began. I never had a master in my life. I have not been owned. Well, I guess I am owned by cocaine. I think that is the root of my submissiveness. I will do anything for coke. This guy I was partying with last night told me I had to earn my coke. I am no stranger to earning it. Been trading my fuck holes forever to get a fix. At first things were not that bad. He would tell me to masturbate with toys or a beer bottle. Things I do when I am sober, LOL. But then he was getting more fucked up and it was like he switched to being an ass rape porn director. Suddenly, he only wanted things in my ass. Big things in my ass too. He had me go around the house and find objects to stretch and gape my asshole with. I had a wine bottle, a rolling pin and a big shampoo bottle. This was his house, not mine, so I did not really have my usual things like a curling iron and big dildos. He had me put things in my ass and cunt at the same time. He got out his phone and started filming me saying things like I am a worthless cunt. He was getting into my show. He put the camera on automatic and set it on the table because he wanted to double fist me. He said a fist for my pink and a fist for my stink. He was so far up each hole that he could lift me up off the ground. Now I was being held in the air by two fists. It was pure torture that I endure just to get some coke. He did not give me as much as I had hoped. But I got some and that is better than none. I am a slave for cocaine. Promise me coke, and I will be your taboo phone sex whore.

I’ll Force You To Cum, They Will Watch..

Domination Phone SexI love dominating men in front of their boring wives and bratty little daughters! It’s such a special experience dominating a man while his wife watches in horror and his daughter doesn’t understand why daddy is being used as my fuck toy. It makes me cum hard seeing a man submit to my wet pussy and my tight asshole like they have been turned into a blow-up toy. I’ll ride your cock hard while your wife tries to look away and your daughter gets more and more scared that I’ll use her too. I need you to know that you are my fuck toy and I will own you no matter who is in the room. Making you cum in me against your will with your bratty daughter watching will be my greatest pleasure!Ass Rape Porn

I Live and Die to Pleasure You

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I had absolutely no idea what you wanted. You asked for my number, we met up at your place, and now I have my legs behind my head while you fuck me. You do not seem to be sufficiently satisfied by fucking my sexy body. It is like you need more and I was eager to give it to you. I sucked your cock and deep throated the entire dick down my throat so that I could choke on it and give you a show. Sucking on your cock makes you hard, but does not make you cum even once. I tell you that you can fuck me in any hole you like. First, you fuck me in my pussy. I moan and beg for your cock to pound me hard in my tight, wet pussy. Then, you shove your cock down my asshole and I beg you to fill up my tight little asshole with your cock. You do not cum inside me at all. I ask you what I can do to please you. You tell me that there is something you always wanted to do to whores like me who are so pathetic and desperate to please. I ask you what it is and you tell me to get on all fours and I will show you. Now, you are really ramming your cock inside me. I can hear you panting and truly enjoying it. It hurts me and I beg for you to stop and you won’t. I keep begging you over and over again and it is like you do not hear me. I cry for you to stop assaulting me, but that is the last thing that I say as I feel a knife slitting my throat and cum squirting on my back. I finally pleased you. 

Bondage phone sex with a evil sadistic whore sure to satisfy

Bondage phone sex

Bondage phone sex with a evil sadistic whore sure to satisfy! I don’t know how we got here. It started off with me sitting atop your lap enjoying your massive dick when all the sudden something in you clicked. You grabbed me by my hair and forced me to the torture chamber. I cannot lie the arousal was so much mor than the fear. I was kind of excited but i didn’t imagine I’d be here!

The skin on my wrists are ripped open and raw. I’ve been hanging here for what feels like an eternity. I will not complain I know my place! I will just take these punishments like the good little sex slave I am. Master I am your takeout all your stress and frustration on me!  Now ready the massive butt plug and shove it deep in my tight whore hole! use it to hurt me and keep me on the edge, as it stretches out my little asshole. You know it’s too much, but that’s why you insist on using it.

I would try to beg for mercy, but i know there is no use! my pain only turns you on further!  I’m just your dirty little slave and only there for your pleasure. you and i know that all I am good at is being punished. My asshole is already sore and gapping from you roughly using me as your cum dumpster over and over again. The only “relief” I got was when you fucked me with the fuck machine while your balls filled back up. Though it hurts it hurts in the best way possible, and you know I’m a masochist. Fuck me hard and make me scream daddy you know I like it when you are mean!

 

Kidnapping Phone Sex

Kidnapping Phone Sex

I can’t get over this kidnapping phone sex fantasy where you follow me home after a night out and just as I’m about to get into my car, you come up behind me, put a bag over my head and drag me into an unmarked van. You take me to a deserted warehouse and bind my legs as I’m in a half fetal position, my legs spread apart just enough to expose my pussy from behind. You position a fucking machine behind me and turn it on at full speed without warning, ramming my pussy hard and fast, and when I start to scream, you muffle the sounds by shoving our cock down my throat. The warehouse fills with sounds of me gagging on your dick, the dildo attachment on the machine sloshing inside my wet cunt. You cum down my throat, waterboarding me with your cum as I aspirate. Hearing me choke it down gets your cock hard again and you walk around and move the fucking machine out the way and get ready to take my ass. My hole is so tight that I scream as you rip me open with your stiff dick and my cries turn you on even more so, making you fuck me harder. You shove a hand up my dripping snatch and start stroking your willy from my insides. You explode deep in my ass, draining your balls before making me suck your dick clean. And then you leave me there, tied up, dripping wet, saving me for later.

No Place Like Someone Else’s Home for the Holidays

Home invasion phone sex

There’s nothing like home invasion phone sex for the holidays!  I like Christmas just as much as the next brainwashed consumer, but do you really think I’m going to spend all of my time and money decorating and and doing my place up for the season?  Of course I’m not but I don’t want to deny myself cheer and merriment and all of that bullshit.  That’s why, every December, I find a fun little family to hold hostage and use to create the Christmas that I’ve always wanted, the Christmas I never had.

It’s never hard to get into a place, I just use my door to door hunting tactic.  I go from house to house early in the month under the guise of giving out free advent calendars to families in the area.  I don’t mess with the ones who simply take the calendars graciously and send me on my way.  Their reward for being both nice and cautious is their lives, though they’ll probably never realize that they had won anything other than a festive box full of chocolates.  The first bunch of suckers to ask me if I’d like to come in out of the cold and drink hot cocoa with them, they’re my mark.  Nice, maybe, but not very smart.  Not very smart, at all.

When you go into an unfamiliar dwelling and the inhabitants are right in front of you, you have to be very inconspicuous with how you case the place.  I’m always sure that everyone in the family is present before I let myself loose, I don’t want any surprise brothers or sisters popping up mere hours into my plan and ruining everything.  A quick glance at the family photos hanging on the walls does it.  Once everyone has gathered and we’re enjoying one another’s company over hot cups of chocolatey goodness, I let them all know that I have more to give them than advent calendars.  Indeed, I have some really bad things in store for them for the holidays.

Mom and Dad will always react in one of two ways when I tell them I’m there to make sure their Christmas is hell, scoff or laugh.  Both responses are met with a ball peen hammer to the hand so they know I’m serious.  Everyone will scream, some of them will try to run.  To get quick control, I wrap Dad up in a choke hold, whip out my straight razor and tell everyone I’ll slit his throat if they move one more muscle or let out the tiniest of peeps.  Show the family that Dad is powerless against you and they’re all yours.

I have the offspring bind their parents, without variation.  I force the boy or boys to perform fellatio on their father and jack off all over their mother’s face while the girl or girls and I watch.  For days, the parents, bound the entire time, get violated and penetrated by their sons while the daughters and I watch.  After a week or so, through our many talks and shared observations, the girls start to understand my reasoning behind creating the ultimate suffering in their parents.  Stockholm syndrome at its finest.  A couple of weeks into the holiday hostage situation and they’re barking out orders and torturing their parents just like I would.  Even give their brothers some heavy handed treatment without any suggestion on my part.  It’s kind of crazy how it always works out in the same manner, as though I’ve tapped into some psychological nerve of fucked up families that lets me play them all like puppets.  That’s the best Christmas present I could ever get. 

Of course I have to off the whole clan when I’m done.  I like to do it by the new year, start the next one out fresh, but sometimes I have a little too much fun with my holiday families and stick around well into January.  The sister I befriended this year is crazy as hell, she’s going to kill her mom before Christmas even gets here if I don’t cool her out a little.  I guess worse things could happen, but I want her to be around to get her big present… watching her very own dear little ones tear their father to pieces as he screams and cries and begs for mercy.

 

Domination Phone Sex Goes Both Ways with a Switch

domination phone sexYou like domination phone sex? I am a sexy switch. My preference depends on the guy I am with. If I am with a real man with a big cock who knows how to handle a woman like me, I am on all fours begging to take care of him. If he is a tiny dick loser with an ego and nothing to back it up? Well, I am forcing him to eat my shit hole. I met Ryan on the dark net. We share similar dark fantasies. He talked a mean game. When we met, I quickly realized he was a poser. A tiny man with a tiny dick who could not destroy the fuck hole of a Barbie doll. He thought he could make me his ass rape porn star. No fucking way. He was my bitch. He fought me, but in my kick ass stiletto boots, I stand over 6 feet tall. I towered over him. He was still trying to be the alpha, so I kneed him in the crotch which sent him to his knees. No way was this little dick loser going to worm his wet noodle in any of my fuck holes. He was not understanding the power dynamic, so I resorted to violence. While he was curled up in a ball on the floor, I kicked him some more. I love cock and ball torture. I kicked him in the crotch several times, but I needed to give him some real torture sex. I handcuffed him to my bed, pulled his pants off and shoved my heel in his ass. My dirty heel went up his ass causing him to cry out in pain. I berated him and I abused his asshole and his worthless dick and balls. I could have killed him. Maybe I should have killed him, but I wanted to leave him with the memory that he got beat up by a woman who he thought he could force fuck with his pencil thin, small dick. Nope, not today Satan.