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Anal Slut’s Orgy: A Night to Remember

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Fucking hell, my asshole is sore! I’ve been the center of an anal gangbang, and these dicks came in numbers I couldn’t count. Daddy and his friends ripped into my ass like a pack of hungry animals, and I fucking loved it.

“Yeah, you filthy whore, take it all!” Daddy yelled as he recorded the whole depraved scene. I was in anal heaven, getting my ass pounded by one hard cock after another. Each thrust sent me closer to the edge, my screams filling the room.

I lost count of the loads dumped into my gaping asshole, but I craved every drop. This filthy orgy was a night of pure pleasure and pain, my body a playground for these horny bastards. As the last cock withdrew, I lay there, satisfied and utterly spent, with my ass aching as a badge of honor.

Im the Anal whore of your dreams, dig deep and stretch me good.

Castration Phone Sex is The Best Fantasy for a Pervert

Deep within Morticia’s lair, the atmosphere was charged with raw sexual energy. Darion was already half-mad with anticipation, his cock standing erect, leaking with desire for Castration Phone Sex.

Castration phone sex is What Darion Will Receive

I’m Morticia, the Mistress of the Dark. Tonight I am dressed in a corset of leather, fishnet stockings, and a thong that barely covers my cunt. With my leather stiletto heels clanking on the Dungeon floor I approach my victim. My approach is like a predator stalking prey.

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My victim has been bound with his wrists and ankles secured with thick leather cuffs to the cold, unforgiving stone wall. His legs are spread wide, exposing his most vulnerable parts. My fingers trail down his chest, circling his nipples before clamping them with vicious little devices. These clamps bite into his flesh, sending jolts of pain straight to his already throbbing erection.

My whip, the leather cracking through the air before landing with a sharp sting on his skin. Each lash placed with precision, the welts rising red and angry, crisscrossing his torso and thighs. This sends his cock twitching with each hit. Pausing now, I grip his shaft, pumping it slowly, my thumb rubbing over the head, smearing his precum down the length.

Dropping to my knees, I hake his balls in her hand and squeeze then. Then I start biting down gently, making him buck against his restraints. I then introduce a sharp shimmering scalpel that I playfully run it over his sack. Slowly his skin begins to trickle with blood, and a new wave of pain mixing with the pleasure ensues.

As my victim struggles and I laugh, a viscous evil laugh. Then I slide a thick rubber band over his balls, to the base of them. Now they are plump and more vulnerable than ever. Now it’s time, Loser. You have been a filthy fucking pervert and I will give you what you need.

 Snuff Sex is the Final Destination for Darion

Once I had cut his sack open and cut out his testicles, I was ready to torture Darion further. My fingers slick with lube, I begin to tease his ass, circling his entrance before slowly pushing in a thick, ribbed dildo. Finally the pure confusion from the pain and new pleasure. Now I watch his face contort with a mix of pleasure and discomfort as I thrust the toy in and out.

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Gothic phone sex blood red Santa is a vampire.

Gothic phone sex             Gothic phone sex blood red Santa is a vampire.  Once upon a time, Santa was given access to homes. Leaving the gifts on the back door. Never being invited in. He would kidnap little brats to change and bring home. Making them his slaves, to drain and make the toys. At the present time, he is invited into all the homes. The kidnappings have increased, the blood flows free.

            No one notices. Because he wears a red suit. As can be seen this will hide the massacre. The most compelling evidence is how the Home Invasion Phone Sex is a fact of life at Christmas time. He only comes out at night. You never see him in the day. The North Pole has more dark hours than any other place.

            Given these points it is a fact that he is a vampire. He gets to suck the life from brats. Kidnapping, and invading homes night after night. No one stops him. He has a standing invite into homes. As soon as he delivers the gifts, he eats his fill up the chimney where you find bats and only, they can go, do you suddenly see the truth of it all.     

            The fantasy, the role play, take your pick. The truth though is a matter of fact. Santa is the gothic red vampire who steals into the homes of the people. Pillaging and taking what he pleases.

            In the final analysis try and prove me wrong.

Taboo Phone Sex: Let’s Spread Christmas Fear Instead

Taboo phone sex calls can be your Christmas gift to yourself. I find that many men get filled with rage over the holidays just like me. And they need a creative outlet for all the anger. People act like fools this time of year. Fighting for the last toy or game for their brat. Or demanding expensive gifts from their partners. Although I am not a person who ever gets filled with Christas cheer, I still think folks should be nicer around the holidays. But that’s rarely the case. So, I assist with bringing Christmas fear instead.

Mark wanted his ex-wife dead. And I could see why. Not only does she milk him dry in alimony and brat support, but she keeps his brats away from him. He does not seem like a pervert daddy. Not a drunk or a druggy. Not abusive either. She’s just a bitch who likes to deny her husband his legal right to see his sons. And she started demanding a lot more money for Christmas shopping for the boys he cannot see too.

So, he needed me as his accomplice phone sex partner. Without the bitch in the picture, he saves thousands of dollars a month and he can see his sons. Normally, I would just kill her on my own, but he paid extra to help me kill her. He wanted to see the look on her face when she took her last breath. Since the police look at the husband, current or ex, anytime a woman dies, I provided him with an airtight alibi. But no body, no crime. And right now, she is bear shit.

I Spread Christmas Fear Not Christmas Cheer

We did not kill her in her home. We nabbed her on her way home from a date. Took her to my place. Dumped her car to look like a car hijack.  Back in my dungeon, her massacre began. And I only got one stab in. Mark took one of my knives and went Helter skelter on her. He must have stabbed her 100 times. But I am sure she died after the first couple thrusts of the blade in her stomach.

I would have enjoyed making her suffer longer, but Mark needed to let his rage out. By the time he finished, her blood and guts had sprayed all over my dungeon floor.  Too bad I did not film this one because this kill would have made for an excellent snuff porn. We dumped her bloody carcass in the woods for my animal friends to devour.

This bitch just disappeared. Kidnapped? Murdered? Ran away? No one will ever know what happened to the cunt but me and Mark, and now you. But you will not tell a soul.

My collection of cocks.

Castration phone sex

Castration phone sex. I have a nasty evil side to me. I take pride in my collection of cocks, I have a whole variety from small and stubby to large and in charge. If I’m feeling particularly naughty I’ll reach in my cabinet grab it and fuck the shit out of it. Set it up and the table and slide my wet pussy down on top of it, it’s better than the living deal.

And tonight you’re my next victim.  After I undress you vigorously, I push you down on the bed.  Wow, you love my sexual dominancy and your cock is rock hard, my favorite size, a 9 incher.  I jump on top with my little dress and heels on. Pull my little panties to the side and sit down on your dick. My pussy is soaked so I fall forward and bounce, swirl your cockhead all around my cunt lips and goey insides.  I love the sound of that snatch juice as I grind back and forth with all my force. Right as I sit back up I can feel your cock growing steadily deep inside me, your balls are rocks.  Perfect time for castration, whack!

I didn’t want you to see but I sliced your nasty cock off.  Blood everywhere, covering my naked body. Another successful addition to my collection.

When daddy murders he turns me on so much

Bloody phone sexBloody phone sex is an escape into madness That feels so fucking good! Warm sticky blood all over me has me cumming hard. I know it’s not mine, but the bitch laying on top of me. The bitch I helped my daddy fuck and cut! I found her at the homeless camp trying to stay warm! 

 He doesn’t always like so much mess, but everyone needs that bloody fuck once in a while. He thought of leaving her alive, but she is losing too much to stay alive! Oh well, daddy gets what he wants when he wants! And so what if he kills the little throwaway sluts sometimes?  

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I stay silent as daddy takes his kill. I bite my lip and try not to cum too fast. His little slut whore waits for him to finish so I can clean her up. When daddy kills, It makes me so hot! I clean her up and lick the blood off her body. I’m turned on by the sheer violence of his murder, making for the best Snuff sex!!! He smiles and strokes my head, telling me I’m a good girl.

I smile and nod, knowing that I’m his perfect little whore. We kiss so he can taste her blood out of my mouth too! We savor the taste of her blood and Daddy and I fuck on her dead body! Daddy cums from our sadistic and violent pleasure kill. We fall asleep in the puddle of her sticky sweet blood! 

Bloody Phone Sex Christmas Time is Here

bloody phone sexRed is my favorite color, as in bloody phone sex red. And Christmas brings out violence in me. Always has because people act more like rude self-entitled assholes at this time of year. And this is the time of year that they should be much nicer. However, when I encounter a rude, self-entitled asshole, I take care of him or her. I show them some Christmas spirit.

I like to hunt for prey at Walmart. Personally, I would never shop there because of the people in the store. Might be a mass attack on a large crowd of assholes and bitches. But I decided that I can find such deserving victims there, especially close to Christmas. And I can restrain myself even if I want to kill every loser in the store.

And Last night I had too many candidates to choose from. But I found one. A young Karen type white bitch. I watched her snatch the last of some video game right out of a little boy’s hand. Then she had the audacity to yell at the mother who pointed out what she did was wrong. So young to be so self-entitled already. But she made the perfect victim on the 5th day of snuff sex Christmas.

More Folks Deserve to Die at Christmas Time

I followed her home. Of course, she lived in a trailer park. Now, I had to be careful. As much as I wanted her to scream, folks would hear her. So, I drugged her before I carved up her body. Normally, I would plan a kill better, but this bitch had to die. There are consequences to bad behavior. And she deserved everything I did to her. You could have fucked her before I mutilated her body. Hell, after I did it too.

I exsanguinated her with deep cuts all over her body. And I loved watching the crimson red blood flow out on her floor. It killed me to have her not suffer. But I could not risk getting caught. I mutilated her perky little tits, stabbed her cunt and carved cunt in her body. Eventually, I sliced an artery and watched her white rug turn a pretty red. Who has a white rug? Although it might not have been a very satisfying kill, at least the bitch died. Even if she deserved extreme torture sex, she won’t ruin anyone’s Christmas. One Grinch down, many more to go.

I’m an evil goth whore looking for someone to fuck with.

 

Evil phone sex

Evil phone sex. Ever since I was a little I was a goth teen slut. I love wearing all black, being that mysterious bitch that hunts her prey. I love fucking but I also love the smell of blood and the look of fear while I’ve got that dick deep inside my tight wet cunt.

My all time favorite is choking men while I’m on top riding that big cock grinding it on my juicy little snatch. I can’t help these evil thoughts inside my head. I don’t want to end you I just wanna play with your fears.

While my hands are around your neck choking the life out of you I make sure my pussy is nice and soaked.  I sit down slowly on your cock head and move my hips up and down, swirling your junk around nicely in my creamy hole. I want to see your eyes popping out of your face thinking tonight is your last night to live as I fuck harder and harder, cumming all over your cock.

Home Invasion Heaven: Cora’s X-Rated Nightmare

Alright perverts, buckle up for a twisted tale of my kinky encounter with the home invader from hell.

I’m Cora, the juicy treatise waiting to explode. Enter our enigmatic aggressor, a hung monster with a nefarious twinkle in his eye.He sneaks into my sanctuary, his intentions clearer than the moist drippings of my lust-drenched cunt. Alexa, play ‘Home Invasion Blues’ cause this motherfucker just found his next victim.But little does he know, I’m no ordinary damsel. I welcome his rugged advance, drawing him deeper into my sin-filled lair.His meaty fingers explore my tender flesh, sending shivers down my spine. I moan in approves, my Catherine wheels spinning out of control.Then, the ultimate revelation hits me like a freight train. His mighty sword stands at attention, ready to pierce my starving holes.

He pounds my pussy without mercy, each thunderous stroke sending shockwaves through my very soul. The stranger ravishes me like a stolen good, leaving me breathless.But the true cherry on this twisted cake? He doesn’t stop. No sir ee bob. He goes full cave eagerly, giving me the kaleidoscope experience.

 

Bloody fucking get’s wild.

Bloody phone sexBloody phone sex. I look like the typical hot slut when you see me, perfect ass and tit’s, but I have urges for one thing and that’s the smell, touch and feeling of blood. Men are my prey, they’e easy to trap once found. My tight bald pussy attracts only the best tasting flesh. Even better after I’ve fucked the living shit out of them leaving my tasting juices all over their bodies.

I never have to convince a victim to take off his clothes. I like it raw, rough and nasty.  My vulva pulsates and my body quivers when I shove you up my tight little cunt with my knife behind my back. While you’re in me that’s when you’re most vulnerable, it turns me the fuck on.

I’m always on top, your pubic hair rubbing against my bald snatch, grinding and fucking you hard and rough. My tit’s bouncing in your face. Once you close your eyes I slice your arm. You scream and I cum. I cut you again. I love the fear in your eyes and the taste of your blood. You’re crying as I rub it all over my tits down to my swollen wet clit. I lick my fingers as I just stare at you, smiling. Another one down, poor sissy boy can’t take pain.