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I Love Being an Accomplice Phone Sex Partner

accomplice phone sexI love being an accomplice phone sex partner. I have this client. He used to be my master. I did whatever I could to get out from his ownership. He was not easy on the body. We made a deal. I provided him younger talent to corrupt and use, and after 100 little girls I had my freedom. I pretty much traded my soul for my freedom, but I would do it all over again too. Now I work for him. It has proven quite profitable too. He called me up yesterday with a request. He wanted a little read headed girl. Blue eyes, red hair, white skin, freckles. Those little girls are harder to find, but the money he was offering made me go look. I was not going to pass up that offer. I knew she was likely going to be a snuff porn star then disappear like the rest. My former master makes quite a few movies. Some for his personal collection, others for hire. He likes little blonde girls with no tits or pubes yet, so I knew my little Irish girl was going to be killed and fucked for a client. It took me awhile to find the girl he wanted, but I did. Not at the mall or a park though. I snatched her from a Target. Took her in broad daylight. I had to give her a shot of something to subdue her, but it worked. I scooped her up and carried her out to my car. I was dressed differently with a black wig to conceal my blonde locks. I even strapped down my hefty boobs to make me look less voluptuous. It looked like a mom carrying her sleeping daughter on her shoulder. No one paid me any attention. I heard the sirens by the time I was in my car. The police would look hard for this little white girl I was sure of that. She will never be found. She will be snuffed on film. His rich client will explore his rape phone sex fantasies and kill the little red headed doll. Once I got the bag of cash, my guilt just disappeared.

Hot Home Intruder

Home invasion phone sex

 

I do simple home invasions for the thrill of it.  Sometimes the places are empty and I have fun just going through all of their shit, maybe do something fucked up like shove the heads of their toothbrushes up my ass or rip the last three pages out of all of their books, stuff like that.  But I prefer the houses I break into to have someone inside for me to taunt and terrorize.  Playing an unwanted game of hide and seek with a hapless homeowner is a lot more fun than sticking an Oral B in my butt.

The peeping tom aspect of it gives me an initial adrenalin rush that washes over me.  If the conditions aren’t right for a proper B&E, I’ll stay outside for hours looking inside of their illuminated windows letting the simple stalk be my rush for the night.  But when things go my way I can bust in without making a single sound and position myself in an indoor hiding spot so I can track my target’s every move.

If I don’t want to cause a scene I’ll just wait for them to go to bed then creep into their room so I can watch them sleep.  When I need more excitement I like to make a sound for them to investigate and skulk in the shadows until the moment is right for me to step into the light and scare the everloving shit out of them.  At that time of night they always run back to their room with me hot on their heels.

This is where I have to make a decision: turn tail and leave before the cops arrive or charge into the bedroom and turn that scared little piggy into the victim they were born to be.  The choice is easy, I just base it on how I feel at the moment.  I’ll leave if I’ve had enough, but if I want blood and cum then I have no qualms with turning that home invasion into a grisly murder scene.

 

strangulation phone sex leads to a killer ending

strangulation phone sex

I knew my boyfriend was pretty dark. I kept thinking it was a small price to pay. When we first got together, he pulled out all the work. Red roses, chocolate spa days, shopping sprees, he did it for me. Once we got a little more severe and lived together, everything flipped. My boyfriend was so eager to have a little one with me. I was still in school, working quite a bit, and looking forward to a brighter future. Whenever he would bring upbringing in life, I would change the subject.

You can say my instincts knew the situation more than I did. After some time, I decided to give in and let him impregnate me. I thought it would make our relationship solid. Instead, it was a total nightmare. I could hear him have strangulation phone sex with random girls. I was angry and hurt, but he told me he would fuck the tot out of me and strangle me to death. I would have to sleep with one eye open because he had some sinister plans that would make me beg to be dead.

Accomplice Phone Sex Partner

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex is my new favorite thing to do. Why? Well it takes the pressure and focus off of me. I am not the victim if I am the accomplice, right? I would still be an owned bitch right now if I had not worked out a deal with my former master. I paid my debt slowly one cunt at a time. I make a good accomplice because little whores do not distrust women. I can get a little girl for you too. In the world of sluts, it is survival of the fittest. I do not owe some whore I do not know anything, right? I have been making some money helping men like you get young pussy. It is a profitable business. I have this new male friend who wants to go into business with me trafficking young girls. I mean most of the trafficked girls in the US are not actually girls from the US. That is what they do. They take a girl from her native country and put her someplace where she does not know anyone or speak the language. My friend wants to have pretty white girls for rich US men. He does not want them drugged up or not fed. So, I am going to help him kidnap girls. Offer them a better life. I mean when I was a young girl my father was beating me and sharing me with his drunk friends for their rape phone sex fantasies. If some one could have saved me then, I would have done anything for them in exchange, including fucking whomever they wanted me to fuck. So, that is where I am beginning. I am going to look for little girls living in hell and offer them a nice home, pretty things and their own money to save in exchange for fucking some rich older men. I am going to be a madam! Maybe, I can help you score some young pussy?

Gothic Phone Sex Freaky Sadistic

She was such a tiny thing with a big fucking mouth. Outside of the Church across the way from my house. Well my moms house, I still live with her because I can. She is what made me the filthy sadistic whore that I am. We can’t help how depraved we are. She never planned on my surviving birth or beyond. Seems that Satan had his plans for me. Her coven of men and women all sadistic and cultist had their fun with me.

Now it’s my turn. Well, fuck who am I kidding I have had my time with my own offspring that never survived past it’s first few hours. It’s was exquisite the things i did to it. Fast forward now to this brat. She was loud and annoying. She was young. I knew this whore had no innocence with a mouth like that. She needed a lesson that she would not survive. 

Grabbing the cunt was not so easy. This little monster tried biting me and kicked around a lot. I wasn’t having it. I may be small in stature myself but I am strong. Only the strong survive after all right? Well, I had to be quick. I looked around and made sure of no prying eyes. I needed to not be caught. Slamming the slut inside my suitcase after pricking her with some tranquilizer was easy after that little fucking scene. I rolled the bitch right across the way to my dungeon in the fallout shelter behind the house.

I unloaded the little body. I started in on wrapping the little slutmeat in cellophane wrap. I used those packing rolls you buy at the Home Depot and just mummified her in plastic. I wanted to have fun. I cut holes open for her cunt, asshole and mouth access. I called up a couple of guys to come over and fuck her holes open. I then grabbed some quick cement and filled her fucked holes up. It would be fun to paper mache’ her mummified and as she would not awake from the things done to her. That cement in her holes for one. I sawed her in pieces and rivaled at how she could never fucking irk me again with her obnoxious voice. 

Gothic phone sex

Birth Of A Legend

Goth teen phone sex

 

My transformation from a born victim to a self made serial killer didn’t happen overnight.  I wasn’t just some goth teen who decided she wanted to take the extra step and live up to her fabricated persona, I was a tortured young one who was fed up with the unending onslaught of abuse my fragile form was forced to endure.  So I transformed myself into an unyielding creature of the night with a merciless mind and a hungry body.  I’m not just talking about hair dye and a new wardrobe with an attitude to match.  I reconstructed my very being to make certain that I would never be hurt again.

Let me paint a picture for you…  One cold night in late fall, a frail and frightened little girl awoke in her broken down shed of a prison just like she did every night, shackled to an old army cot coated in a thick crust of dried blood and cum with a random cock forcefully fucking the dreams out of her head and bringing her to full, nightmarish consciousness.  Only this night it wasn’t her father or any of his sleazebag friends violating her already torn and swollen vagina with their fucked up torture sex games, it was her little brother.  He had finally built up the balls to take her on his own without Pop there to supervise.  She tried to stop him but he slapped her and said “Shut up, Heather!” as he sharply pushed himself inside of her deeper and harder.

When his arrogance got the best of him he unstrapped her and positioned her on her hands and knees, then held onto her head and started choking her with his cock.  He loved to hear her gag and wasn’t going to dislodge his dick from her windpipe until he was finished, and that’s when she decided to act.  With a simple chomp, Heather bit her brother’s boner right off and started chewing on it.  He recoiled in pain as she smiled at him, gnashing his wrecked rod between her teeth and telling him how good it tasted.  With a well placed stomp to the face he was out, a few more to the head and Heather’s brother ended his life with a crushed skull and a missing prick.

She threw a few things into a bag and quickly made her way out of the shed and into the woods.  Heather ran like she had never run before, not stopping until her legs gave out from underneath her.  The little girl pulled the only arsenal she had out of her bag, some salt, a few candles and her grimoire.  As she lit the torches and drew a pentagram on the ground beneath her with the salt, she recited what she thought was a protection spell.  It may have been, but the type of protection she received changed her forever.  Protection by way of transmogrification.

As she knelt on the ground chanting, something from the forest entered her.  Something dark, sinister and safe.  She emerged from those woods a new woman.  Heather was long gone and so were every one of her weaknesses.  All that remained in that “goth teen” was Willow and her sadistic strength.

 

Held captive part 1

Kidnapping phone sex

Kidnapping phone sex is what I seek out. There are many reasons why I feel this way. I was fresh out of high school and in the world of the coed living. College life is an expensive experience, especially if you aren’t sure about that commitment. I solely believe that I had to outdo my family and break the curses of not finishing schooling. I would do anything to prove I was capable, As most college student expenses were adding up, and I had to come up with a secure plan to make some serious cash flow.

I kept hearing about this sugar baby experience site. I thought with a bit of guidance and practice, and I too could benefit from having an older man pay for my expenses. I set up a profile and began to answer the questionnaire. At this point, I was half a virgin, Meaning I still considered myself pure even though I was one for some Christian academy sex. I was a complete anal whore, but I still had my cherry. My asshole kept getting beatings throughout the summers thru high school. 

When your father is a small-minded pastor, you have to keep up appearances. I gathered my thoughts and went into a rabbit hole of memories. So many men would take advantage of me. I kept saying yes because I needed that validation. I’m also all for getting praised and then taking advantage of it.

When I got matched, I had endless butterflies. I could feel the excitement take over, and I began to fantasize about all the experiences I’d be able to gain. The man who would pursue me would end up being the complete nightmare; I had no idea what  I would experience, but  I  was going to learn it would be the catalyst to all the nasty phone sex  I  now have.evil phone sex

Kidnapping Phone Sex With Aubree

Kidnapping phone sex

When I got bored last night all I could only think about was how fun it would be to snatch me a young dumb slut. I could fuck her asshole hard and deep with my new strap-on dildo. That is what I did I picked her up on the street like a hooker slut, but I could tell her youth under all her cum dried make up smeared face. As soon as she was in the apartment, I knocked her out with a handkerchief. Dirty slut woke up tied up and naked. I had my strap-on on. I slapped her with it a few times enough for her to open her mouth wide. I shoved my strap down her throat until she chocked and gaged. When it was wet and gooey, I pushed her on her belly and pushed my cock in her asshole.  She yelped out in pain, but I didn’t care that just fueled me more. I ripped her asshole open until she was lubricating my strap. I wrapped my hands around her throat as I kept pounding her hard. It exited my cunt so much having the pounding she was getting rubbing up against me, that I started cumming I didn’t even notice she had stop breathing and I had asphyxiated her. Her body was limp. I didn’t care I had cum very hard, I just had to figure what to do with her body.  

You Gotta Have Faith

2 girl phone sex

 

I was feeling a little sad and lonely the other day so I decided to cheer myself up with some twisted 2 girl action.  I found the prettiest little innocent natural blonde at the coffee shop and decided she was the one I wanted to abuse to make myself feel better.  I could tell that taking advantage of her naive nature would be the easiest thing in the world.  I wasn’t wrong.  How fucking fitting was it that her name was “Faith?”

After I easily won the simple sap over and could tell I had her properly seduced, I convinced her to come back to my place for some hot threeway fun with me and my boyfriend (Ha!).  We got into my van and I drove us back to my happy house of horrors as she kept yammering on in nervous excitement about how she’s some sort of beauty queen and never does things like this.  I stroked her thigh and rubbed her bald snatch to keep up my seduction as I listened.

She knew something was off the moment we pulled up to my happy house of horrors, but I reassured her that it was just an old place and, of course, she believed me.  Once we were inside though, she knew shit was not on the level but by then it was too late.  I knew as soon as she crossed the threshold that I had her for as long as I, and the house, wanted her.  

I’ve had her locked in my basement for six days now to use however I want.  That’s six days of whips and chains, violent gangbangs and steamy hot piss streams on torn flesh for the darling dumb bitch, resulting in hours upon hours of her agonizing screams.  Of course she’s been really popular amongst all of the devils and demons who stop by my place looking for some fucked up fun.  They love the way she whimpers and wails.

I’ve put that privileged priss through almost a week of living hell purely for my sick, pussy pleasing entertainment.  Now that she’s starting to enjoy it, I think I’ll let her live.  She’s kinda fun.

 

I Want o Be Your Accomplice Phone Sex Partner

accomplice phone sex

I love being an accomplice phone sex partner. In the world of submissive slaves, I paid my dues. I worked myself up the food chain and have earned the right to help you kill and torture little sluts. Some guys even hire me to procure them a tender age slut. As a woman, I can lure a girl to her demise much more easily than a man. Girls lack the same stranger danger feel for women that they do for men. I am here helping men fuck little girls because of that. Over the weekend, I helped Stan. As a slave, I watched masters, even my own father, trap young girls and do very bad things to them. I know what I am doing. For almost 20 years, I sat back, watched, and learned. Now, I am in the driver’s seat. I brought Stan, Ashley. She was this cute little raven-haired beauty queen. She resembled his niece who has been cock teasing him since she was in diapers. He likes to watch the little Miss Sunshine girls. He books hotel rooms where little beauty pageants occur and watches the little contestants strut their stuff. I made his dark fantasy of exploring rape phone sex fantasies with one cum true. I posed as a pageant parent, kidnapped one and brought her back to this seedy by the hour motel where Stan was waiting. His dick was already hard from the anticipation. I had her drugged and dressed in her gown and a tiara on her head. She was a cutie. He was balls deep in her virginal cunnie when she woke up crying. I gave her a hot shot and she passed out again. Turns out I overdosed her. I am still learning my drug dosages. He got to fuck his beauty queen and explore his more morbid sex with dead bodies fantasies, and I got paid. I ditched her lifeless body in a field 100 miles away from the crime scene. Her body likely will never be found and if it is, her death will be penned on some P man on the registry. I am a great accomplice.