Men are not the only ones with rape phone sex fantasies. Sick bitches like me have them too. I have more than dark fantasies, however. I act on my impulses. I think you should too because repressed desires are no good for anyone. That is why when I saw this little angel playing alone in the park, I seized the moment. She was too young to be playing alone. She was easy prey. I asked her if she wanted to see a puppy in the back of my van, then I chloroformed her. I am patient with my prey. I took her to my cabin in the woods for easy disposal. It is so off the grid that no one will ever find it. It is rustic. No power or running water. It is just a kill shack that masquerades as a hunting cabin. The little angel was groggy but alert enough to be scared. I was going to have fun with her, but I do wish you had been with me to enjoy destroying her young flesh. I love the smell and taste of virgin blood. I fucked her with a strap-on first. I popped that cherry quickly. When I grew bored of the strap-on, I switched to my fists. I love fisting a tight bald cunt. I split her in two. If she survived the assault, which she would not, her little cunt would need stitches. I am a snuff porn maker. No one lives to talk about their encounters with me. That is why I have never been caught. I have no real MO, so no pattern can be established. The remains are never found, because nature is my accomplice. After I killed the little cunt, I fed her to the coyotes and bears. That little bitch is literally just a shit stain in the wilderness now.
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Bondage Phone Sex
Bondage phone sex can get wicked. I love to be tied up, but it is always a risk. I mean some guys hate women so much, especially me, that I could end up dead one of these days. I know you are wondering why I would do it. Why would I put myself in a situation that could kill me or cause me bodily harm? I could tell you I am a pain slut. That would be a true statement. But that is not it. I am a coke whore. All the risky and stupid shit I do is because I either want coke or need money to get coke. It is clear by my pictures that I often pose for bondage shoots. I enjoy it. It is easy money to buy coke. Most of the ads I answer on Fet Life or other similar fetish sites are legitimate. Guys or studios just in need of fetish models. Occasionally, however, I am catfished. I am attracted to the money and my need for coke makes me ignore that gut feeling.
I arrived at the warehouse for my photo shoot and immediately felt off. Something was not right, but I was focused on the money and did not listen to my gut. There was bondage equipment in the room, but no cameras. I let the guy tie me up ignoring all the red flags that were there. He just wanted to tie a whore up for his gangbang rape porn fantasies. Soon, there were a bunch of men in the room. He paid these guys $20 to fuck me. Dirty men. Junkies and homeless men. Some of them smelled like that had not showered in over a year. I was force fucked for hours by the dregs of society. No condoms. No lube. It was humiliating and made me freak out about catching some disease. I never got paid either. I was so stupid. He tied me up for some sick pleasure. Now, I am even more desperate for money for coke.
the blonde bimbo
I had to prove I was worthy of a master’s attention. I brought over the blonde bimbo down the street. It would end up being like the perfect snuff phone sex dream. When I brought her over, she thought she would be enjoying wine and some charcuterie board fun. A little gossiping and pop culture current event. It was supposed to be the typical girls’ night in, and she wanted to have some fun and get wasted and swap stories.
Instead, it was all a mirage. I would be getting into my devious mind and doing all that my master loved. It is like I became him instantly. It was like he was deep inside me, luring me to do some sinister tasks. My main goal was to make him proud, so I sedated her and made sure to record me probing her and fucking with her sleeping body.
Teen Rape Porn for Easter
He wanted a teen rape porn for Easter. He was in the right place. We hunted together. He wanted a doll baby in her pretty Easter dress. We found this perfect little victim. Blue eyes, porcelain skin, blonde hair and wearing a white laced Easter dress with ribbons. Cute pink barrettes in her hair too. She looked so innocent. I was picturing her looking like one of the bloody twin girls from The Shining. He was picturing her with his big man cock in her tiny young holes. I made an anonymous bomb threat to the church and waited while the congregation panicked. We snatched her up in the man-made chaos. I used some chloroform to knock her out while we traveled to my kill shack. She woke up while my client was fucking her little puffy mound. Her white cotton panties, stained with blood, were around her ankles. She started crying, but that just made him fuck her harder. Certainly, got my juices going too. I love a little whore crying for her mommy who is never coming for her again. I had my knives sharpened and ready to carve up the bitch when he was done having his fun with her. He took his time too. Used her ass like she was some seasoned ass rape porn star not a little girl. Her ass bled on his cock too. His dick was thick, so he stretched out her cunt and her asshole. Eventually, he could not cum anymore. Her little holes were bloodied and swollen. When he was done, it was my tern to have fun. I carved up her tender flesh like she was a brisket I was serving for Easter brunch. She bled bright red blood. I gutted her too. The pain was no doubt unbearable to the point she could not wait to die. I gave my sacrifice to the God who resides South of Heaven. He is the only one who shall rise today.
Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasy
Home invasion phone sex fantasies are hot for me. I always imagine some kinky guy breaking into my home in the middle of the night and forcing my boys to fuck their mother for his perverse pleasure. The more recent experience was a variation on this theme. Three women broke into my place while we were all fast asleep. I was home alone with my boys because my husband was on a business trip. I woke up to a cute girl holding a gun to my head. I thought I was dreaming at first, but when she forced me into the living room, I met her friends. They were molesting my boys. They were scared, but they had hard dicks. These cunts had their fingers in my sons’ assholes milking their cum from their young dicks. One of the women tied me up, so I was unable to help my boys as they called out my name. I did my best to help them. I wanted to help them, but these brutal women made me watch as they extracted the seed from my sons’ unwilling cocks. They were too scared to be in the mood. Sure, I fuck them. They love fucking their mommy whore, but I am gentle and loving with them. These intruders were violent and mean. They slapped my boys’ balls, manipulated their assholes and forced the cum from their young dicks while I watched crying. The women eventually turned their focus on me. They made me lick their dirty assholes and suck the ass juice from my sons off their fingers. My sons’ cocks, balls and assholes hurt. I was doing my best to distract the women from my sons. I could handle whatever they gave me. I am a good mother. They tried to tell me I was a dirty whore, but I love my boys. I do whatever I can to help and protect them. I was a taboo phone sex whore for those women so they would leave my boys alone. See? I am a good mommy. I love a good home invasion fantasy. Do you?
Witnessing Gangbang Rape Porn
I witnessed a gang rape in the bathroom stalls of my favorite club! I initially went out with all of my friends in hopes that we could have a good time together but drunk Jade is a wanderer. As I wandered around the function I found my way into the restroom. At first, I was all alone. I went into the stall just to get off of my feet and sit on the lid of the toilet when I heard a bunch of commotion. I peeked through the stall cracks and I saw that there was a girl being dragged in by her hair by five or six different guys. She began to scream and yell for help but nobody could hear her over the deep bass and techno beats playing from the DJ booth. They began slapping her around grabbing her tits and exposing her bald pussy while laughing and saying things like, “ im going to enjoy this slut” and “wait until you feel my cock, bitch”. Soon, her screams of fear became insufferable and one of the guys decided to shut her up with his rod. He plunged it down her throat to muffle her screams. I couldn’t believe what I was one witnessing as the other guys followed suit. They began to gang rape her! One guy didn’t even use any lube before he forced his way into her shithole with his massive dick. Another guy found the perfect position to slide himself into her pussy giving her DP. Both men balls deep inside of her had her screaming at the top of her lungs! The other guys stood around jerking off while letting their precum drip on her face. They were waiting for their turn. I wonder if she knew the screaming just made it easier for a dick to fall in the back of her throat. When they were done with her, they left her there on the floor crying in a pool of her own pussy and ass blood. They stretched her mouth so wide that the sides were split. After playing with my wet pussy to the enticing display, I emerged from the stall. She looked at me with her big beautiful brown eyes and asked for help. I looked down smiled as I got her decent enough to walk out of the bathroom and into the parking lot. I planned on making her bad night even worse!
Upside Down Bondage Phone Sex
Sometimes I enjoy bondage phone sex. Sometimes, I hate it. I am popular on the fetish scene. I go to a lot of BDSM clubs. Some legitimate with a lot of rules. Some underground clubs you gamble with your life when you go, however. I like the play at your own risk clubs. That is what happened with me. It was a slow night. I was the only statuesque bimbo in the club. That made me popular. More popular than I wanted. This one guy summoned me to a private dungeon. He did not look like the kind of guy I could say no to, so I I went with him. He strung me upside down. Stripped me naked first of course. I was not happy at all. I was disoriented. Blood rushes to my tits and head quickly. He was into some pain. I am a pain slut, but he was whipping me so hard that I pissed myself. When you are hanging upside down and piss like that, you drink your urine. He told me since I was a piss whore, I should drink his urine too. He shoved his dick in my mouth and pissed in my belly. He would whip me, beat me and piss in my mouth. At one point, he left me. I thought to myself what the fuck. I was not sure if I should scream or not. He came back with what seemed like all the masters in the club. They took turns punching me. They fucked me too. Upside down, cocks were going into my cunt, mouth and asshole. I was choking on cum. They had their jollies and cut me down. I landed with a thud and while I was down, they pissed on me again. Was not my finest moment. But I was lucky to walk out of the club alive.
Snuff Phone Sex Accomplices
I am all about snuff phone sex. My fantasies and my actual experiences are dark. I definitely prefer an accomplice when I am carving up a little girl, but I can kill solo. I have trust issues. I do not just bring on anyone to help me hunt. I make my partners pay a large sum of money for the privilege of killing with me. I need to know you are not going to suddenly get a conscious and feel guilty about slaughtering some sweet little whore. Dax was screened by me. I do a background check on all potential accomplices. The more I know, the more I can control the narrative. Dax and I agreed on this little read headed whore. He has a thing for ginger sluts. I hate all brats so I will kill any of them. We had this little girl in my kill shack in the woods. He was fucking the shit out of her little holes, but then suddenly he wanted to let her go. I explained you cannot let a little slut go full of your DNA unless your want to be some guy’s ass rape porn star in prison. He agreed to killing who ever we kidnapped then he got cold feet. I had to kill them both. I did not want to kill him, but I am not going down because some P man suddenly has an epiphany. That little ginger was just a little whore. Nothing more, nothing less. Only her parents will miss her, and they can have more deviant spawn just like her. I cut them both up, drained their blood in my tub and fed them to the wild animals. No one can find my kill shack without me. It is rustic. Like Evil Dead rustic, but if those walls could talk. I would love to have another accomplice, but you better damn well not get cold feet like Dax. That’s how you become my snuff porn star instead of my accomplice.
Skull fuck
Skull fucking takes on a new meaning with this Killer phone sex deviant! I do enjoy sucking cock like a rockstar, but Im talking about a brutal face fuck you need of a nice young woman after I have cut her head off. I brought you a gift, a sweet shy blonde who had been ousted by her family because she got pregnant in their house and she was unwed. SHe thought I was a patron saint allowing her to get off the streets for a couple nights and a warm meal in her freshly showered pregnant belly. She had no clue that I had a reputation as a cold blooded killer. I’m no fucking saint, I know men who pay good money for a sweet young whore, especially if she is pregnant and ended up in a few different mangled pieces! I would love to tell you how she howled and begged for me to save the life of her unborn. How she google as her throat was cut and how good it looked as you fucked her beheaded mouth! Me sucking your dick as you came on her brains! Ahhh, A true skull fuck if there was ever one! Sadistic Murder phone sex Fantasies run rampant with me!
Mommy Torture Phone Sex
Guys love to call me for torture phone sex. I represent to them all the women in their lives that have fucked them over, but mostly to my sadistic callers I am the mommy whore who cock teased them or shamed them for their masturbating. In reality, I am not that mommy at all. I never deny my horny boys. Not even my stepson who loves to abuse me for replacing his mother. I have tried to be a good stepmom, but he has hated me from the get-go because his father left his mother for me. I was a younger, kinkier model. His mom then drank herself to death in sorrow. Not my fault his prude mommy did not do all the kinky things I do. I am punished because I was a mommy whore, not because I was not. It is weird in away when I say it out loud. To my callers, I am the surrogate for the mother that gave them blue balls and humiliated them for their natural boyhood impulses. With my stepson, I am punished because I spread my legs for my own sons and his father wanted to marry a nasty freak not a choir girl. My stepson was in a foul mood yesterday because it was the anniversary of his mother’s death. He tied me up in the basement. My husband and our sons were golfing, and he knew this, so he gave me a surprise beating. No streaming this time. This was all for his pleasure. He gets off on inflicting torture sex. He whipped my back with his leather belt. My skins is raw and bruised from the lashings. He whipped my pussy too. Punishing the whore hole his brothers came from gave him some perverse pleasure. My cunt looks like raw hamburger meat today. My asshole is prolapsed. I can take being your torture doll because whatever you do to me on the phone will never be worse than what my stepson does to me in real life.