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Bad Babysitter Phone Sex is How I Pay for Coke

babysitter phone sexSometimes a man needs bad babysitter phone sex. I found a new way to make coke money during a pandemic. I have been struggling to find guys who will trade my old used holes for coke. Men want something young and tight. Not old and loose like my cunt. I am a mommy and that gives me qualification to babysit brats. One the outside I have a perfect suburban soccer mom life. No one knows I harbor a dark addiction. I put my profile up on a few sitter sites and I scored several gigs in homes with precious young cargo. If guys would not pay for my old holes or at least trade, maybe they would pay for some young charge I was watching. Turns out they will. And they will pay more than I ever got for my old holes. I move around from family to family, but last night I made bank for a boy and a girl. A man had rape phone sex fantasies for super young ones, and he wanted to fuck young pussy and young ass. I made them a special cocktail with one of my Xanax. That put them in a deep sleep. They never woke up as they were getting fucked by some grown ass man. There was blood. Clearly, they were virgins. I know how to clean up crime scenes. After he fucked them, he left. He gave me my money and I had a few hours to clean them up. I washed the sheets and licked up the DNA out of their gaping holes. Women use these ice orbs to get rid of bags under the eyes. I use them to take the swelling away from puckered assholes and cunts. Works wonders. The siblings never knew they got fucked. Since the parents sent me a Venmo tip today, I do not think they know either.

She Pounded Her Mom With A Bat

accomplice phone sexI lured them in on the promise of a photo shoot. This doting mom and her cute little young daughter. But I had other things in mind. I dropped the coordinates to a cabin deep in the woods. Natural settings are the best I told her, and she was hesitant but decided to come anyway. I let them in to the cabin and showed them around then I sent them back to the changing room. They had left their cellphones on the chairs and I quickly put them in faraday bags. I had no intention of letting anybody track these sluts. When they stepped out daddy was behind the camera. While the girl posed, I led her mother to the office, quickly overpowered her and gagged and handcuffed her. I led her back to the camera room and the daughters face was priceless. Daddy held her back as she fought screamed and cried. I pulled out a knife and cut mommy’s clothes off. I then laid her on her back and spread her legs. I reached for my favorite old splintery baseball bat and proceeded to push it up her cunt. I could already see the tears and blood. It was fantastic. I needed more though so I grabbed the daughter and told her to push the bat inside her mommy as hard as she can. She was reluctant until I pulled her little nipples with alligator clamps and cut them off. With blood pouring down her chest she grabbed that baseball bat and pounded her mommy. Want to hear what we did next? Give me a call, I promise you are going to love it.

Founded The Perfect Little fuck Toy

Taboo phone sex My master asked me to bring some dirty young sluts to use and abuse. With chloroform at hand, I went to the park. I saw a dumb young mother with a little young slut she was doing cart wheels and I could see he had no panties on. Her mom didn’t notice her mom didn’t seem to notice anything, so I watched her as she went to the bathroom. After I walked in, I could see she was sitting on the toilet. I asked if she needed help and she said yeah. As I opened the door, I could see she had her legs spread open and her fingers were right on it. She told me she needed help whipping as I reached for tissue but she said she doesn’t like it and wants me to use my fingers. I used my fingers to wipe her little cunt, she started rubbing up against my fingers harder and harder. I knew she was using me to masturbate and taking her with me would be easier than I thought, I let her continue until I felt her little pussy start pulsing and felt her juices rushing. She thanked me and I told her I had lots of candy and that I would help her wipe whenever she wanted as much as she wanted if she came with me. Like the dumb little young slut, she is she agreed and I knew master would be happy to have her as his fuck toy.

Ass Rape Porn in the Shower

ass rape pornI am not a professional ass rape porn star, but that never stopped men from treating me like one. I was at the gym earlier in the week. I am trying to get in shape, but things did not go as planned my last time at the gym. There were not many folks in the place. It was sparse. I went into the locker room afterwards to shower. I heard the door but assumed just a staff member or a woman putting stuff in her locker. I had been washing my hair, so my eyes were shut. When I opened them, there was man staring at me. I screamed and he rushed me. I hit my head on the wall of the shower. I felt dizzy and felt blood trickle down my head. As I stumbled, he caught me and lifted me up. Not to be nice though. He did it to fuck my ass. I was not able to fight. I was dizzy and he was a huge man. No clue where he came from, but I thought I was safe at the gym. I mean I was not in the bad part of town trying to score drugs. Hell, I was not even high. Once I got my bearings, I started to scream again. He just put his had around my mouth and hammered his cock into my ass. I was struggling, but he had me in some sort of wrestling hold. His hand was holding the back of my neck while I was in a crunch position. He was holding me in the air as he sodomized me like a rag doll. When he nutted, he just tossed me off his dick like I was nothing. I landed on the shower floor. The hot water washed away his DNA and let him get away with force fucking me. I guess when you are a taboo phone sex whore, there are no safe places.

Torture Phone Sex Roadside Assistance

I had to make a Roadside assistance call and got this Torture phone sex blog from it. That was quite an experience late on a Friday Night. I was caught in the rain with a blown out tire in the middle of nowhere. I got lost looking for a party. I was dressed like a stripper. It was the dead of night in the middle of a rain storm on a deserted hiway. What could possibly go wrong?

What happens when you are in a county with no night life and few residents. Little crime or need for a big PD. Well these police officers were far from looking out for my safety. These guys were so back woods they see a piece of ass they pounce on it with bird calls and all that shitiness. I was degraded like a low grade hooker. They forced me to my knees and pissing down my throat. They slapped me around and took part of Rape phone sex fantasies they have likely been harboring for decades. I was beat with the nightstick, tazed in the cunt as they fucked me. There were 4 pigs and one was a bitch calling all the shots.

She got off on seeing me beat and violated. She enjoyed poking and prodding at me with the tazer and her boot. She was fucking wet for pistol fucking me mostly. She and the guys pissed on me and left me in the pouring rain as they towed my car away.

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Your Fantasy Phone Sex Scenarios Were My Life as a Young Girl

fantasy phone sexFantasy phone sex is what I do best. But some men have fantasies that are my reality. I had a brutal upbringing. What daddies fantasize about doing to their baby girls or other girls, my daddy did to me. I had a caller this week who wanted me to relive my violent past with daddy. I could hear the satisfaction in his voice as I choked up remembering the violence. I understand that my pain is your pleasure. That is the nature of this job. He asked me my earliest memories of abuse and what my father did to me first. The night my mother left us, my father was in my bedroom doing way more than just exploring his rape phone sex fantasies for his baby girl. I tried to pretend that I was sound asleep, but I could not pretend to be in a deep sleep while daddy’s dick ravaged my tiny holes. I was bleeding and crying. Screaming in pain. I was so loud; daddy shoved his crusty old boxer shorts in my mouth to muffle me. Later, he would graduate to a ball gag. My father was never a father to me. And when my mother left, that did not change. What changed was that I became his wife. I had to cook and clean. I had to service his cock. Not just his cock either. I had to service all his poker buddies and friends too. He kept me home from school when I got older because he was afraid, I might tell a counselor, or a friend and he would lose his cash cow. He pimped me out when I was barely a teen to settle his gambling debts. I eventually got too big to control and I ran away. Do I like talking about my youth? No. But I am a taboo phone sex slut, and it is part of the job.

Pillow Suffocation Phone Sex

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Imagine you and me getting freaky and sharing all of our fantasies and you tell me that you think about the time you had suffocation phone sex a lot. When I ask you why you tell me you think it’s because you’d love to do that for real one day. I tell you that I think it sounds pretty hot and that you can role play it with me in bed while we’re fucking. So over the course of the next few months, you start doing various things to me while we’re playing around and you tell me one day you think you’ve settled on the way you’d suffocate someone.

You tell me that instead of telling me, you’d like to show me the way you would do it. You bring out this big fluffy pillow, tell me to lie down on my back, and you put it beside us. Then, you start fucking me and you give me the best orgasm ever. You tell me that since it’s going to be my last one ever, you figured it should be a really amazing one. I think you’re still role playing, but when you put that pillow over my face and you don’t let me go, I figure out pretty quickly that my time is up…

What Should We Do With Them?

accomplice phone sexI need your help. Daddy has task me with finding some cute little young things for him to play with. He also wants me to break them. I know you have thought about what you would do to make sweet young ones compliant. Let’s go to the mall or park. Offer candy or pot, maybe even a Juul as that seems to be the craze these days. I have chloroform in the car. We can put it over their mouths and drive them to the cabin in the woods. There are lots of fun rooms there. We have an underground cave, lots and lots of cages. A big bag of torture supplies and plenty of restraints. So, before they wake up what should I do to them first? Restraints on their wrists and ankles? A ball gag? Or maybe you want to hear them scream. The louder they scream the wetter my pussy gets. So, let’s forego the ball gag for now. Definitely not a blindfold because I like to look them in the eyes when I strike or cut or spit or piss right in their mouths. They seem to be moving a little, waking up from their forced sleep. I will get their clothes off while you decide what we should do to them.

Snuff Sex Secretary

Snuff sex was not even on my mind when I temped as a secretary last week. I have been supplementing my income with all sorts of gigs this past year. When I saw an ad for $3,000 for five days of answering phones, I thought hell yes. That is easy money. I can look good at a front desk. I can answer a phone sexy as fuck too. I should have known it was too good to be true. It was way too good to be true. The boss guy wanted a pretty bimbo, but not to answer phones. He wanted a pretty bimbo to slaughter. There was no one else in the office. It was him and me. I was duped. He tied me to an office desk and stripped me naked. With my big fake boobs exposed, he whipped them with his belt. He was slaughtering my tits. The big brass belt buckled slashed the tender skin on my breasts. Bright red blood streaks dripped down my stomach. He was just getting started. He whipped my cunt too. That belt buckle felt like being beat with cotton candy on my tits compared to what it felt like on my cunt. I was begging for mercy as the flesh on my pussy flew off in chunks. By the time he was done, my cunt looked like a grenade had exploded inside it. My pelvic bone was exposed.  I was crying and convulsing. I think I went into shock from the pain. I was sitting in a pool of my blood and a pile of my flesh. Then he started punching me in the face. Broke my nose. My eyes swelled up so I could not see out of them anymore. I was coming in and out of consciousness. This was not worth the $3,000 if I survived. This was a snuff porn not a secretary gig. Sometimes, I am so dumb.

Subtle Enslavement

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Sweet little honey, I’m going to chop off that cock. I know it terrifies you, to think of being separated from that lovely little stick of yours, but I promise I need it more than you do. You see sweetie, you have the perfect dick, and I want to make sure I can keep it forever. I need to cast a metal mold of this and make myself the perfect little fuck toy.

Couldn’t I just use you? Are you going to sign your soul over to me, eternally? Can I own your entire body? Will you do absolutely anything i say? I need an obedient little soldier who’s going to help me murder and rip apart families in front of innocent young ones.

I need a strong slave to hunt with me, cut with me, drown, burn, and slice with me. I need someone like you, with a cock to pump me up with sticky cum after a particularly nasty hunt. Are you the slut for the job? Can you make me cum post-cadavear? Cum over here and give me a taste, and maybe you can keep that tasty cock, and your life. Your freedom, however, that’s mine.