I know that taboo phone sex can be kind of scary! I love scary! Especially when it’s all inflicted onto me and my whore body. I know you have your pretty girlfriend there as your accomplice for me. She brings you girl after girl and it looks like I am the next girl. I am your next girl. The next victim that you’re going to use and abuse at your hand. Her hand as well! You love when she brings out the scary-looking tools that she owns that scares me and every other slut you have and own yourself! What do you demand her to do? What does she do to my body that makes you so hard! Maybe she rips out my insides and makes them my outsides?
Tag: Fantasy phone sex
Snuff Queen Slut
Your snuff queen loves to take things to a whole new level of bloody fun! I bring in all the things you need for our snuff fun. I have all the fun new toys and all the young ones or milfs you may need to watch me torture! Play out your rape fantasy on them while I tear out their insides for you to use as hot lube! I can bend them over for you, spread them apart, and spread them open so their insides spill out after being gutted by my favorite knife! I’ll do all the work for you! Hide the body and bring you a new one. Get ready to use up all the whores I have for you!
Bondage Phone Sex Went Wrong
He asked me if I like bondage phone sex. I said no. It was sort of a lie. I do like to be tied up, but I hate not knowing what will happen to me next. I mean when I am tied up, I am vulnerable. Very vulnerable. A man can do anything to me. And he usually does. My last bondage situation was not good. Not for me. For the man, it was a different story. I met him on Tinder. He said he wanted to party with a milf. To me, it was a chance for free drugs. If I had to fuck him, that was a small price to pay for getting free coke. We were doing lines and talking. Everything seemed to be going well until he wanted to tie me up. He explained that it was just for shits and giggles, and to get me in a beach ball position to fuck me. I fell for his line of bullshit and the next thing I knew, I was being used for a gangbang rape porn. He had a bunch of friends waiting for me. I never heard or saw them, but they were waiting in stealth in another room. They all fucked my ass. It was gaped open, sore, prolapsed, and oozing jizz. They laughed at how big of a hole I had. They pissed into my gaped asshole and even fisted me. I had rope burns because I was struggling to get free, but I could barely move. I wanted out. The coke had worn off and he was not giving me anymore. I begged for a hit. Anything to take the pain and shame away, but he wanted this mommy whore to feel the pain and the shame. So yeah. That was my last bondage experience. Can you understand why I might not want to jump back into getting tied up again.
I Know What You Need
I have been partying for days and I am not ready to stop, want to join? I don’t mean that pussy shit either. I mean hardcore partying, the kind of partying that leaves little bodies on the floor if you know what I mean. The kind of partying that would make the headlines. I don’t care, I am not shy about it, I am always pushing it. I had a guy the other day who thought he would try to dominate me, that was a big N O. Anyways, I let him start with his act, big, bad, and degrading and then I stopped him mid-sentence. The shock was incredible and my pussy pulsating with the power I was about to unleash. I worked him into a ball of putty. A ball that I would mold and control. I knew what he wanted before he did. A strong woman to make him do things. Not just things but very perverted degenerate type of things. The kind of things that involve little bitty tiny holes. Virgin pussies and virgin asses and flat chests. I tend to throw in a little cock and ball action too, you know for fun. Anyways, I had a blast, and he wouldn’t stop cumming. I knew what he needed before he did, and I know what you need too.
I Woke Up Naughty
Daddy’s evil angel is feeling a little naughty this morning. Unsure what my dirty evil mind is wanting to do. Perhaps you also woke up wanting to have taboo fun. What should we do today? Forcing a few co-eds into the van and driving to a secluded cabin? Some torture and forced penetration? Drugging them and binding them? Hmmm…. The possibilities are endless in our pursuit of gratification. I think maybe we should open a center for troubled youth. Indoctrinate them into servitude. Don’t worry baby, my sweet innocent face can convince even the most cynical of my good intentions. Drug addicts from the streets, little tykes from their crack head mother’s. Those will become our play toys. To use as we see fit. Making them perform the most perverted sex acts upon us or just using them as our own punching bag. This hot little evil angel needs your help. My pussy is throbbing and needing some dark fantasies to rub one off too. Get your cock out and start stroking and give me a call, I can’t wait to hear all the depraved ideas that you have for us today.
Used Jail Slut
Waking up in a jail cell is never fun, but waking up in a jail cell with several different cocks in your face while naked is scarier! How the fuck did I get here? I can’t ask questions or even scream because I have a black cock choking me, down my throat! They pushed my legs up above my head and began licking my ass hole and my pussy! I still can’t scream with a huge cock in my mouth and can’t run away because I’m held down and locked in! You can barely hear my scream through the cock in my throat as another cock is shoved into my dry shit hole! The rest of the night I’m used up by seven different cocks!
Dating a Taboo Phone Sex Whore
When you are a taboo phone sex whore, guys call you for all sorts of dark things. When you are dating a man who finds out you work for a snuff line, the same is true. I have been seeing Alex for a few weeks now. We met in a fetish club, so he knew I had some kinks I like to explore. When I told him about my job, he did not freak out. Most men freak out when they find out I do phone sex. They do not want to hear a thing. Alex wanted to know everything. He wanted to hear what men’s most violent fantasies were. He asked about how wet I get on snuff sex calls. He asked me if I would ever meet one of my callers. I explained that we sign a contract for our safety and the safety of the company not to meet anyone. He then asked me if I could meet any of my callers, who would it be. I thought it was a trick question, so I assured him there was no one I talk to that I would want to meet. Then his entire demeanor changed. He got this angry look in his eye, and he punched in the face. My nose and lip started bleeding. I was shocked. Then a nightmare unfolded before my eyes. He was a caller. Not a recent one, and one honestly, I had forgotten about because he was a tad obsessed. He stalked me, found out where I lived, and set me up. He was angry I did not remember him fondly and that I would not want to meet him. My new boyfriend was a psycho killer. His hands were around my throat squeezing so hard, I thought I might puke. I passed out instead. I woke up on a burning bed, screaming for my life. Pleading for my life, but he just sat there with sad eyes and a psychotic smile watching me burn to death.
Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasy
Home invasion phone sex calls get me wet. I hate to be aroused by such dark fantasies, but I am. The reoccurring one is that I am a single mother asleep at night and an intruder forces my sons to fuck me while he watches at gun point. Sick, I know. Like, what kind of mother does that make me. It makes me a coked up mommy whore. I told this guy I get high with my fantasy. We were both fucked up and telling tales. I did not for a moment think he would take what I said literally and try to do something about it. Hell, I did not think he would even remember. Last night, I was asleep in my bed. I was home alone though because my sons and my husband are on a ski trip. The boys are out of school all week because of the below zero temperatures, so my husband thought it would be a great time to take advantage of the nearby slopes. I do not ski. Me and cold weather do not get along at all. I heard a noise and thought maybe they came home early. I went into to living room expecting to see my husband, but I saw Mike the junkie I got high with the other day. He was not alone. He brought several men and they jumped me as soon as I made eye contact with them. They ripped my clothes off and burned them. Luckily, they did not catch the house on fire. They called me a fire crotch because of my flaming red hair even though I have a bald pussy. It was a gangbang rape porn. My sons were not there, but all these other dudes were calling me mommy. It was violent and brutal. One guy pulled my arm so hard he dislocated my shoulder. I was battered, bruised and bloodied by the time they left. Let this be a warning. Do not tell a junkie your fantasy.
Murder, Mayhem & a Slutty Cunt
Murder, Mayhem and a slutty cunt are the makings for a horror movie, but it’s my life. As a snuff whore I make it barely out of the weekend alive. It’s totally true that I love to be destroyed, over and over again. I live the life of a dark and filthy overture that is on an endless loop. Some days it feels like a death loop to be real. I wish I did die some of these nights of pure and utter horror. The burning of my cunt when I pee after it being destroyed and looking like ground beef. I fucking swear it practically makes me need to rub one out as I pee in such delirious pain.
My tits get bruised and bloodied. My lips are swollen and a black and blue eye stairs back at me in the bathroom mirror as I see my hair matted with jizz. I am a walking fuck doll after a frat party of hormone high and drunk fraternity boys. They would bash me about and take their turns on me. Every hole left ripped, gaped and jizzed in. I will smell like cheap beer, urine ass and cum. This is my reality and it’s 99% of the time caught on film.
My Pussy Bit His Cock Off
Demoness Indigo invested themselves in a little sick fantasy lately where my cunny has sharp teeth deep inside, and any man I try to seduce will only have his cock gobbled off and swallowed up by my starving, monstrous cunt! It’s a hot role play I can really get the fuck into! My pussy chews that amputated cock off and spits it out like jelly! I can then take this to a whole other level of fucked up, just the way Frank Oo’Myer likes me to! He’s my little victim slut who loves when I make my pussy spit that bloody, ground up cock out and put it in a bowl for him to eat!
Frankie boy says it’s the strawberry topping he always wanted. While he’s sobbing from my literal cunt from chomping off his cock, I’m spoon feeding him ice cream that’s covered in the ground up remains of his once proud penis. I’m making him cannibalize himself because he’s worthless and he deserves to rot in hell like the piece of shit he is! I won’t stop at his cock, though! I’m going to shove his balls deep into my cunt so my little pussy teeth can chomp his sac into fucking oblivion!