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Bloody Phone Sex Princess

bloody phone sex

Bloody phone sex with this princess will have you wake up and look around. You’re in the woods. This isn’t where you remember being. And then you hear a voice laughing when she sees the fear in your eyes. You look up to see the most beautiful Goddess you’ve ever seen. Before you have a chance to speak, she tells you that she knows what kind of person you are. She knows that you’re a misogynistic piece of shit and that you’re going to pay dearly. That’s when she reaches in between her legs and pulls a bloody tampon out of her cunt. She walks over and starts rubbing it all over your face. 

You’re stunned and confused and that’s when she starts chanting. When that stops, she tells you that from now on, you’ll bleed from your ass every month, just like a period. You’ll even get cramps. You ask her why she’s doing this to you, and she tells you that she’s heard about the way you make your girlfriend give you head when she’s got her period. This spell will ensure that you will be feel ten times the pain she ever feels. I wonder if you’ll be sorry for your actions then? Probably not. You’re just a stupid man. 

Gangbang Rape Porn in a Bar

gangbang rape pornJust another day in the life of a gangbang rape porn druggy whore. I was sharing fantasies with this dealer I know. I do not go to him often, but when I do, I must tell him a dark fantasy that I have. Usually, I must tell him while he is skull fucking me. Last week, I made up a story about a gang bang in a club. Honestly, I was just rehashing the Jodie Foster in Accused gang fuck on a pinball machine scene in The Accused movie, LOL. I just said pool table instead. I wanted coke. I did not want to have a true confession talk. I got my coke and forgot all about him until last night when I was at my local dive bar. I go there all the time. Most of the working-class Joes have coke or weed and they share. I know a lot of them, but last night, it was a bunch of new faces. My high ass thought maybe I was at the wrong bar. I had a few drinks and was about to leave when a guy wanted to buy me a shot. I did that shot with him and the next thing I knew, I was being dragged by my hair to the back room kicking and screaming. I wanted nothing to do with these new men. They started exploring their rape phone sex fantasies with me on the pool table almost verbatim the way I described it to the drug dealer who wanted a dark fantasy before he would give me coke. I knew in my fucked-up head that he was behind this. They even sodomized me with beer bottles like I described. I was screaming for help. No regulars in the bar. It was all strangers who had no problem fucking all my holes with their cocks, fists and beer bottles. I am a taboo queen. I do a lot of coke and fucked up shit for coke, but this was some fucked up shit this guy did to me. He took a dark fantasy I confessed to him that was not even my fantasy and made it a reality. One I will never forget. I was their ass rape porn star for 45 minutes of hell. I need to be careful which true confessions I share with dealers.

Torture phone sex slut Stephanie

torture phone sex

There are not many things that get my evil cunt as wet as my torture phone sex calls do. I keep rubbing my pussy and dreaming about these twisted fantasies long after our call is over. I’m in the mood for something extra dark and vile tonight. I would love to be caught off guard and force fucked at knife point. You could sneak up on me while I’m in the shower. You know that I’ll do anything you tell me to once I feel the blade of your knife pressing into my throat. Make me bend over and beg you to use my worthless fuck holes. I may scream and cry but that won’t stop you from ripping and slicing me open. Force me to suck your cock like my life depends on it, only to ram that sharp knife blade straight through my eye as you blow a load down my throat. I’ve had enough accomplice play for the night, I’m ready to be your victim!

 

God Likes It, How About You?

Blasphemy phone sex

 

I hope you know that blasphemy phone sex is much more than just taking the lord’s name in vain or slapping around a nasty tempered nun.  At least, it is with me.  When you have a dark beast inside you driving your every desire, sacreligious sex becomes something evil and twisted.  Even the most fucked up and foul bible bashing pussy pounders tend to tap out of our cum drenched Christ crushing conversations earlier than they had expected.

Maybe the thought of me sitting on a group of debilitated nun faces and grinding my brown-pink asshole into their mouths while I mutilate their titties with a sharpened rosary gets guys off early, but the fear in their voice tells me that they’re too scared to finish.  Of me, of God or whatever.  Something about jamming a holy chalice rim first into a tight assed Reverend Mother’s hairy yet unsullied shit hole until she cums so hard that she gushes pussy juice and blood filled ass slime makes some wannabe butt abusing blasphemers hang up before I’m even close to being done with my sordid story.  Look, they paid the toll and knew what they were getting into.  It’s not my fault they’re a bunch of Nancies.

Some guys think that they can handle the thought of me ordering a dirty P loving priest to defile and abuse his innocent little altar attendants in every way imaginable while I please my pussy with an extra large crucifix until it’s a mangled bloody pulp, but when I get to bellowing out my favorite movie quote of all time, all I hear is a click and silence on the other end.  “Let Jesus fuck you!  Let Jesus fuck you!” is a phrase that’s turned me on since I was a little girl.  I guess they don’t like “The Exorcist” as much as I do.  Fucking faggots.

I hope you know what you’re asking for when you tell me you want to have some blasphemy phone sex.  Judging from my prior unholy fuck call experience, you’ll probably bail out before your time is up.  I don’t care if you cum or not, you already gave me your money.  If you don’t like it, toughen up and call me back.  Know what you’re asking for before you open your fat mouth.  And just remember, God is always watching and I guarantee you he likes to jerk his life giving cock to all of the pain and suffering he’s created.  I’m here to help him get off.  How about you?

 

She’s a Fighter

accomplice phone sexYou told me to go find another one. You needed one that was going to last longer than the others. You needed a fighter because you love to watch them struggle. I picked a girl tonight who is perfect for you. I slipped the drug into her drink and waited with you in the parking lot for her. We watched her stumble out all alone like a dumb fucking bitch and then we grabbed her. We waited for her to wake up and when she did she was so scared. We laughed at her while we cut off all of her clothes and looked at her fucking whore body while we got out brands out. We loved her fucking screams while the scorching hot metal touched her skin. Then we were ready. I spread her legs and spit on her pussy for you. I held her legs up for you so I can see you pound your cock right into her tight fucking hole. I know you enjoyed watching me make little cuts on her carving out your name. I beg you to cum in her tight fucking cunt to make her our breeding whore.

Hellish Cunt Torture

Taboo Phone Sex

I was taken outside of a club by two men after having just a few drinks. They put me in the back seat of a black suv, and I felt my pussy getting wet. I felt at least four hands touching my body. I could not help but moan at their caresses as they stripped me naked It wasn’t long before we pulled up to a dark building. They dragged me out by my hair and across the gravel. I could feel the rock tear at my skin all the way into the room filled with devices I had never seen before. A man in all black dragged me up to spread my legs and put me on a wooden pony that dug into my pussy lips. Then they chained my wrists up above my head. Every few minutes a girl with black hair, completely naked with wet pussy juices dripping down her legs would pull my legs apart so the sharp toy below me would dig deeper. An eclectic rod was bought out by a man larger than the others. He started jabbing me with it first on my tits, causing my screams to get their cocks harder than before. I squirmed and cried but they took my ankles to spread me apart more. He pressed its rod into my cunt and I passed out…what happens next?

Don’t Screw It Up, Guy!

Teen phone sex

 

I always find myself in these positions.  I hate feeling like this, it’s the most useless, submissive urge and desire I ever have inside of me, but I have it, nonetheless.  Sometimes I forget about my bloodlust for just a bit, just long enough to find a stranger who wants to experience my beautiful blossoming body and tight teen pussy.

No, I don’t find a guy who wants to chain me up and degrade me or slap me around until I’m bruised from head to toe.  That’s normal shit for me, getting beaten is part of what fuels me to fuck the world in the first place!  When I submit, it’s to myself, to my desire to take that extra step.  It’s not easy to control, believe you me.

I typically don’t give shits one or two about making a man my meat puppet for the rest of his pathetic existence, it’s my fucking modus operandi, all planned and laid out for me by a dark voice that echoes through my mind.  But there’s a tiny voice in there as well that just doesn’t stop whining and bitching.  It cries for passion and warmth, begs to feel the tender touch and gentle caress of a caring lover who wants nothing more than to give pleasure.  It wails and moans woefully until the dark voice relents and takes a backseat, if only to stop it from bellowing.

Here’s the thing…  Those men are not easy to find on a whim.  Passionate pricks are usually in a relationship that they don’t want to disrupt.  Makes sense.  So, oftentimes when I think I have a guy who can give the soft side of me what it wants, they end up getting rough and doing their domination thing in an effort to make me squeal and scream so they can cum inside of me.  Silly them.

Once the rough stuff starts, the dark voice comes back with a vengeance, slapping the simpering slut in me aside with a “told you so” while it flips her the bird.  After that, there’s no telling what’ll happen to my wannabe alpha fuck pig.  The one thing I do know is that there will be blood.  It’s hard for me to be vulnerable, being gentle is me at my most masochistic.  Don’t screw it up.  You either pound my pussy with passion and affection to quell the beast inside me, or you give in to the slap happy creature in you and suffer the wrath of Willow.

 

Playing Accomplice

Taboo Phone Sex

I recently got to enjoy being my oldest friend’s accomplice! He asked that I bring a sweet slut from the school I work on the down low and that is exactly what I did. Today she wore a pretty little skirt in the color purple, a black top, and tights! I offered her a ride home since she is always walking or waiting. She hopped into my car happily and I could already feel my pussy getting wet knowing what was going to happen next! My tinted windows hid everything that happened inside when he came out from the back seat to hold a washcloth to her face, causing her to pass out! I felt my cunt tingling and I know his cock was growing rock-hard! We managed our way home and snuck her into our torture room. I stripped her down before she could wake up. She is a pretty small student with a flat chest, a thin body, and a bare pussy! I laid her named body onto our table and strapped her down before tossing water into her face. She woke up with a scream and would not stop screaming. He loves this though, as much as I want to shut her up with my cunt on her face! He handed me a knife, he likes seeing the victims get carved up! I sliced up her chest, drawing one deep, sharp cut right in the center of her nippled, and made my way to her cunt. I’m worried her asshole will be too tight to fit his cock so I sliced up between her shit hole and her pussy hole. The blood was everywhere, he used this opportunity to use it as his lube! I helped him wet his cock with it and watched as he fucked her tight holes. I got the honor of finally sitting on her face! I drank so much on the way here just so I could drown her in my piss. I let it all go and laughed as I heard her gag and choke on my piss! This is what sent the orgasm into his body! Now, what do we do with this slut?

Evil Phone Sex

evil phone sexI am always down for some evil phone sex. I have been dabbling on the dark side lately. I like it. I met this Satanist recently in a fetish club. I thought he was joking when he said he was into the occult. I have never met a real Satanist. He said he would prove it to me. Again, I thought he was joking. He took me to this Gothic looking building in the middle of nowhere. At first, I thought it was a church, but the closer we got the more I realized that this was just an abandoned Victorian house. Only, it was not abandoned. Inside were upside down crosses, pentagrams and a ton of candles. I could hear ominous music playing too.  I felt like I was about to have blasphemy sex.  As we walked down a dark hallway, I realized that I may be the victim of some cult killing. I was not sure. Suddenly, I heard screaming. Loud screams from a young girl. He grabbed my hand and pulled me quickly towards the screams. He stopped me, opened a closest and handed me a black robe with a red velvet interior. He had me put it on.  I walked behind him into a room lit by candles. A young girl was naked on the floor in a pentagram. She was bleeding. Bleeding out. The small group of folks were chanting in Latin, I think. Then suddenly a cloaked figure stabbed the little girl. The group of people around her had these Gothic goblets they began filling with her blood. Virgin blood I could only assume. My date whispered in my ear, “Believe me now?” I did believe him. I pissed myself a little too. I was in the middle of some sort of Satanic sacrifice. Blasphemy phone sex is one thing, but this was a human sacrifice. I felt safe because I have not been a virgin in decades. But I knew if I did not act like I was one of them they would kill me to protect their secret. I drank from a Goblet being passed around to the folks who were not part of the sacrifice ritual. I guess when in Rome, right? I drank virgin blood and woke up this morning feeling better than ever.

I only cum when i think about pastor dave

domination phone sex

I know that domination phone sex gets your cock twitching if you have snufftastic ideas like I do. My experience in snuff stems from a pastor of mine. My parents believed that our pastor was the best example of a man. Little did they know that my beloved father was the one forcing his cock in my holes during church camp. The fact that I had to be his assistant and assist him in doing all sorts of wicked events is rent-free in my head. I can’t shake the creepy feeling of him touching me groping me, and grooming me to be his slave slut.

I became obsessed with feeling used and wanting to have someone gross with a man stench on me using me. Whenever I would play with myself, I had to think about my innocence being snatched from me. It’s the only way I can reach climax. I’m fucked in the head.