Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Feed My Obsession
Rape phone sex fantasies are the ones that make me cum hardest.
First of all, I love the raw brutality of it.
When you describe forcing me down, ripping off my clothes, and shoving yourself inside me while I fight and scream, I get instantly wet.
Moreover, I get off on the helplessness — the feeling of being overpowered, used, and violated with zero mercy.
Consequently, when we take it further into Snuff phone sex, the pleasure becomes even darker and more intense.
After that, I beg you to describe how you’re going to kill me. With your hand on my mouth and a knife to my throat. Truth is, I want to hear every sadistic detail: how you choke me, how my blood trickles from the first cut.
While my body convulses around your cock. Tell me how my eyes roll back as the life drains out of me.
Next comes the Bloody phone sex that pushes me over the edge.
Ultimately, I moan like a whore when you tell me you’re going to cut me. In fact, while you fuck me and slice into my flesh. Devastatingly slicing my soft skin, watching bright red blood run down my bare tits. And how it mixes with my juices and your cum.
Plus, the idea of you fucking my dying body, covered in my own blood, is so fucking arousing I can barely speak.
So yeah, rape, snuff, and bloody phone sex are my ultimate triggers. The darker and more violent the fantasy gets. Makes me wetter and more desperate. Truth be known, I crave the terror, the pain, the finality. All while you have your cock pounding me and ultimately destroy me.
I’m the girl who gets off hardest when you describe how you will snuff me. It’s the fantasy raping me, snuffing me, and leaving me in a bloody, broken mess.
If you want to explore these depraved fantasies with someone who truly gets soaked by them, call me.





