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Young voice phone sex is fun and sick!

 

Young voice phone sex

Young voice phone sex is fun & sick! As a girl of the most perverse and depraved interests, I desire a satisfaction far beyond what vanilla fantasies can provide. My name is Marley and I’m fond of anything disgusting! I’m here to have a good time by expressing the darkest, more twisted fantasies that have been locked away inside of me. I don’t know why I enjoy them so deeply, but I do.

What I seek for you to share with me in our session is something really kinky. Give me something about a big, thick cock covered in delicious, warm blood that makes my pussy get all wet. Talk to me about the kind of Ass rape porn that only I seem to crave. I want you to push those boundaries – I’m a good girl, even if I don’t act like one very often.

You don’t have to take me seriously – in fact, it’s better if you don’t. Laughing at the absurdity of it all can make it all the more realistic, and can be really helpful in changing the expectations in our relationship. I’m definitely not your average girl, so really let yourself go with wild fantasies and thrilling stories. In the mind of Marley, there are no limits.

So if you want to get in on the Killer phone sex action, I am the one for you. It’s always a pleasure to make your fantasies come true and I’m always ready and willing. I love it when I can take you over the edge and explore your shrillest inner desires. Let’s make it as twisted, dark, and violent as we can and I promise you won’t be disappointed. So feel free to reach out for more.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Require the Perfect Accomplice

rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies intensify for men as the holidays approach. I attribute the increase in rape fantasies to two things. Stress and family time. Men feel more financial pressure during the holidays. The cost of everything has risen but most folks’ salaries have stayed the same. And holidays mean you see family perhaps you do not see regularly like a sexy aunt or a cute young niece.

And that is why I stay my busiest when the holidays hit. I post discreet ads in mercenary rags. Men see that I can assist them with their rape fantasies and even killer phone sex fantasies and hire me. Usually, I encourage men to find a surrogate for their lust or rage. A victim who could never pick them out of line up or blackmail them for life. However, sometimes a man is dead set of fucking a certain little girl that they do not heed my warnings.

But if the pay is double my fee, I will assist in a high-risk operation like the one Dale wanted. His niece cock teases him. Although he rarely sees her, he jacks off to her daily. His brother and his family came to town this week for the holidays. And he could not wait until Black Friday to fuck her. I tried to counsel him about the risks, but he just added more money. I took a day to think about how it should go. As the accomplice, I weigh the odds of all the different scenarios.

Your Rape Fantasies Require the Perfect Accomplice

Since his family stays with him when they visit, I decided the best way to do this would be to drug the little girl, fuck her in her sleep and clean up her pussy. Although he hated the idea of a condom, I told him if the girl wakes up with a sore cunt, she might not think twice about it, but if she sees a milky cream leaking from her pussy, that will draw more questions.

A urinary tract infection might explain a sore pussy. Or the horseback riding I suggested he do with his niece the day before. He fucked that little girl as she laid passed out in one of his guest bedrooms. He wore a mask and a condom. And the little girl woke up the next day walking funny, and everyone blamed the horse not the uncle. Now, he wants to find a little surrogate he can fuck and make a snuff porn star out of many times over. Of course, I will help him. However, for another large fee.

Ass rape porn gets me ready for all kinds of sick shit!

Ass rape porn

Ass rape porn gets me ready for all kinds of sick shit! I can feel the heat of burning desire within me. I’m desperate to explore new means of pleasure, to push the boundaries and explore what others may consider taboos. What’s wrong with wanting to experience something new? What’s wrong with wanting something different? I want something that will make me feel naughty and broken – something that many would call evil!

I think it would be nice for my master if I got him a sweet church going girl. We will pick her up after Sunday school. We’ll take her back home and bring her into the fun room. There are no rules when it comes to sex, we have the right to explore all my desires and fantasies. I see this kind of sex as liberating and beautiful, as something that could unlock new doors and go beyond the boundaries.

The power imbalance and the different forms of domination have me excited. I don’t want this type of sex to simply be a way to reach an orgasm; I want to explore its depths and all the horror that comes with it. I’m craving something more exciting. I’ll fuck that little bitch with a cross. I will make sure it gets really messy, covered in blood and shit. I will force it down her throat and she will suck it clean. She will pray to her God and it will make me roar with laughter. God won’t be able to save her.

We want it to be as disgusting and shocking as we can make it. We want to play with fire and do something that stays with us for a long time. I think I will sit on her face until she starts to struggle for air. I will wrap my hands around her throat, sneezing harder and harder. My pussy will gush with delicious cream as my master rapes her tight little pussy. Her screams will bring him to the brink and he’ll cum deep inside her pussy. It’s an act of liberation, we are pushing our boundaries to explore the furthest reaches of sexual pleasure. We are embracing the dark side of sex with enthusiasm and passion, calling for blasphemy sex.

 

Bloody Phone Sex Gets Messy with a Gore Whore

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex fun is what I offer. You can call me a gore whore because I like it messy. Very messy. And I do not care who my victim is either. I am an equal opportunity killer. Young girls, young boys or older women and men, all bleed alike. Well, almost alike. Young blood is brighter red. And it tastes sweeter. Although I am no vampire, the taste of blood does not upset me.

I can kill quickly. But why kill quickly when you can prolong the agony? That’s the best part of any kill for me. I get off on your pain and suffering. Or our victim’s pain and suffering. Although I am a loner by nature, I enjoy killing with the right partner too. However, not all the guys who hire me have the stomach for what I do. Perhaps, they can explore their rape phone sex fantasies easier than they can murder their victim.

I Like My Victims Eviscerated Because I am a Gore Whore

I make a great accomplice because I will not let your victim live to identify you. Marc thought he could kill this young girl he fucked. He met this young girl at the mall who claimed to be 18 and down to fuck him. I did not buy his story that he did not know she was not 18. She did not look anywhere close to 18 when I kidnapped her for him. But I did not care because he paid me to get rid of his problem.

He thought he could help kill her but the simp puked at the thought of gutting her like a pig. This little cock tease likely lies to guys about her age, gets them hooked on teenage pussy then attempts to extort money from them because she is jailbait. But guess what? Today, there is one less cock teasing teen in the world. I eviscerated her. Gutted her in front of Marc. He passed out at the sight of her entrails. Pussy.

Not all men have the stomach I do. Nor do all men enjoy the torture sex as much as me. But that is why I am the perfect accomplice. I can stomach anything. The bloodier the better with me.

Murder phone sex Fantasies make Marley so hot!

Murder phone sex FantasiesMurder phone sex Fantasies make Marley so hot now! I never thought I could love anything like this. My Master was a cruel and sinister man who scared me in ways I never thought possible. He trained me to feel pleasure in ways I had never imagined. He quietly manipulated my mind and body to accept the unthinkable. I guess he thought it was his personal mission to redefine what was “acceptable” and “normal”. Now the new normal is the feeling of ice cold skin in between my legs, the vacant stare while I ride the meat. When my Master started training me to engage in Necrophilia phone sex, I was repulsed by the thought. How could anyone enjoy something so grotesque and twisted? But what choice did I have? My Master was a very powerful man, and I had no power to resist his wishes.

At first, the thought of touching and being intimate with dead bodies terrified me. It felt unnatural and perverse. But, I soon began to find pleasure in this new lifestyle. It was like my Master had unlocked something deep within me, something that was hidden and rarely made itself known. I wanted to please him and so I did.

As I began to explore more deeply, I started to see beauty in the macabre. I felt a strange, dark connection to death as I craved further the pleasure my Master offered me with the dead. I began to understand why the act of necrophilia enticed and excited me.

Sometimes I dread what I’m becoming. I question my sanity and my sense of morality. When my Master looks at me with those icy blue eyes, I can almost feel evil radiating from them. What would he do, I sometimes wonder, if I no longer pleased him? What kind of monster has he created? But I know I must stay dutiful, for the pleasure and safety of both of us and enjoy Sex with dead bodies.

Fantasy phone sex come for the pain stay for the orgasm.

Fantasy phone sex come for the pain stay for the orgasm. Before you deny it you know you have come for the pain. You like the stories of pain. Taking a whip to the behind of some young thing. Drawing the blood. Smell it. Tell me you don’t like it.

            There is no way you can tell me that you don’t like the pain. Punishing someone. Put their head (pick one or both) in a vice grip and cranking it until you see them bulging. Gasping, crying out in pain. Look at how hard your cock is getting. Now fantasize about fucking on top of them as they writhe in agony. Me squirting on you. Not being able to control myself with the need. Driving me to commit another atrocity so that I may get even wetter.

            You being my dupe. My accomplice in all I plan and do. Tying the up. Cuffing, whipping, spanking, you know you are behind me in all I do. Now do as your told and cum all over that crying little bitch.Fantasy phone sex

Snuff Phone Sex Line Means I am Not Your Girlfriend

snuff phone sexThis is a snuff phone sex line. Learn to read, losers. If you want the girlfriend experience, you are not on the right site. I come with a warning label that says, “Does Not Play Well with Others.” It’s true too. I am not the GFE type. Personally, I do not understand coupling or dating. I prefer to be a loner.

Even in my personal life, I do not want a boyfriend. I am a black widow. Men annoy me. People annoy me. The world annoys me. And my threshold for stupidity is low. I snap and kill. But I do not kill in the heat of the moment. That is how folks end up in prison. Like the character Dexter, I had a mentor. My grandpa. He taught me about finding a surrogate for my anger to kill. Or waiting patiently for the right moment to kill my object of hate.

Thanks to him I am a stone-cold killer phone sex bitch. He too was a killer. Perhaps, the killer gene skips a generation because my father was a simp. He couldn’t kill a bug to save his life. However his daughter on the other hand? Well, I could kill anyone. And grandpa saw the potential in me. He turned me into the perfect killing machine.

I am Not Your Girlfriend. I am Your Accomplice or Your Murderer

When I got into dark phone sex it was only because I needed a job. The does not play well with others complicated my ability to work in an office or a store. But now I do murder for hire also. That’s my bread and butter, but for you man who cannot kill for real or make your rape fantasies a reality, I am here for you still. I like to think that my brand of accomplice phone sex inspires men to do very bad things.

If you call me, you are my victim or my accomplice. There will never be any grey area in between. I am not your girlfriend. And I am not looking for romance or sex. I am looking for a bloody good time. And that can be from me cutting off your dick or us force fucking and destroying some little angel. Which are you game for today?

Killer Phone Sex Calls Leave Me Feeling Like It Really Happened

killer phone sexKiller phone sex calls leave me dead or most times wishing I was dead. I am an anything goes woman.  And I do mean anything including extreme torture and snuff. Billy calls me at least once a month. And I thank the powers that be it is not weekly. I know it is fantasy when a guy calls me for snuff, but he loves detailed, slow torture sessions.

Last night, I lost my limbs. But he only took a little at a time. Billy and I go back to when I first started phone sex. I reminded him of his whore mother. And he hated his mother. If you guys try to call me and I am tied up for hours, it is like Billy taking his sweet time dismembering me.

It started with a toe. Then it was a finger. And back and forth until he cut off all my fingers and toes. Just my toes and fingers were enough torture sex for me. But Billy had only just begun to enjoy our time together. He enjoys the pain and torment. The longer he can prolong both, the harder his cock gets. I cry, plead and beg for him to stop, but that only turns him on more.

Some Men Love to Prolong the Pain and Torture

He took my ears and my tongue too which was a first. Why? To prove that I am both deaf and dumb. I cried on the phone. I got so fucked up on coke that it seemed like I could feel that kind of brutal pain. Once he removed my ears and my tongue, I could not prepare myself for the pain that came next. I am a seasoned pain slut, but he used a chainsaw on my legs and arms.

And he started hacking off small parts of the limbs first. He did not just take the limb off in one motion. Not his style. He enjoys prolonging the misery. And he did. I am sure in real like he makes real snuff porn. The man seems too sadistic and too knowledgeable about dismemberment for this all to be fantasy.

Snuff Phone Sex for November, or As I Call it, Snuffember

snuff phone sexSnuff Phone Sex November arrived yesterday. And I am so happy. I love snuffember. But let me be honest here. I do not need an excuse to snuff someone. Every month has a theme of death and torture for me. Sorry. Not sorry. It is who I am. I love to create havoc and chaos.

And I love to kill. Last night I worked late, but my callers filled me with both rage and inspiration which is a perfect combination for a sadistic bitch like me. Some callers inspire me with their wickedly delicious minds for torture. And some annoy the fuck out of me because they expect me to fuck them or be their girlfriend. I am not GFE material.

Anyway, I felt the need to pull an all nighter. The freaks do come out at night. And I found one that deserved snuff sex. I watched this loser try to attack women in the park. He attempted to take advantage of drunk girls. That is not hard, but he kept fucking it up. So, I let him think I was a drunk girl cutting through the park to get home.

Every Month is Snuffember with Me

He proved to be much easier to subdue than expected. Sort of disappointed me because I like a challenge. One punch and I knocked him out. And I do punch like a girl too. I put him in my trunk and took him to my kill cabin. That was a long drive at 3 in the morning. But once I arrived at my kill shack the magic happened.

With just the glow of a candle, my kill shack looks spooky. And he felt fear. I could smell it. That smell is my aphrodisiac. I told him happy snuffember before I sunk my knife into his soft belly. I gave it a few twists before I pulled it out and let his entrails spill on my floor. Although it was a quick kill, it felt satisfying. Once less predator on the prowl.  Since I got sleepy, I just tossed his entire carcass out back for the animals. Usually, I cut the meat up for my furry accomplices, but not when I feel sleepy.

After a nap, I came back to my kill shack to clean up the mess, and I did not find even a bone. Not sure if it was a bear, coyotes or the hole damn forest that consumed my evidence, but I was happy. Nature is the ultimate accomplice phone sex partner.

Cannibalism phone sex let’s cum and dine together.

        Cannibalism phone sex let’s cum and dine together. First thing we need to do is fine the perfect victim for us to consume. Of course, she will need to be fresh. I will gladly find someone that makes your cock stand up.  We start with a twitch and parading a few more by you. Among your choices are blonde, brunette, red head, or black. I have a scintillating idea and that is you have a meal of all of them.

        Second item we need to know is if you would like me to make it a clean kill. Perhaps make it super gory. When you have me as your accomplice in phone sex you will get every minute detail. Now start sCannibalism phone sextroking your cock, cooking up our victim until at long last we are able to dine on the corpse. Fuck at the dinner table.

Eating your victim is only the beginning.

        Among our list of activities, it must be remembered that the dinning is to be savored but we have many more victims standing in line waiting to be used and abused. Opening the next victims’ mouth for you, shoving your cock all the way down her fucking throat. Make her gag to death on your cock never letting up until her larynx closes around you. Squeezing shut around you harder than any pussy ever could. It’s the after-death convulsion.

       You need to really want to feel that cock of yours get squeezed. Once the after-death convulsion and we are dinning on one victim. We will have necrophilia phone sex until you cum in that pussy. I will help you pump into her as her body enters rigor mortis before I prepare her for your breakfast.

        It must be remembered waste not want not.