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Men with Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Me Never Live

rape phone sex fantasiesMen who harbor rape phone sex fantasies for me never live. And if they do live, they live without their balls and sometimes even without their dicks. I think I spell it out very clearly in my blogs that I’m not some sex doll for you to use. I’m a dominant fucking bitch. And a sadistic one at that.

I’ve killed men for less than trying to force fuck me. Perhaps, you could say I possess Spider-Man senses. I always know when some pathetic little bitch boy tries to put something in my drink. Men never realize this, but they make a special kind of nail polish for women. And that nail polish changes colors when it encounters roofie drugs.

Of course, a woman invented that to keep other women safe. And in a way I’m a vigilante for women who I don’t even like. I’m not a clique kind of girl. So, I don’t really have a girl squad or anything. Perhaps you could say I’m equally mean to everyone. Something changed in the past year or so. Men feel more emblazoned to take what they want even when it’s not theirs to take.

Men Who Fantasize About Violating Me Never Live

Perhaps I just felt like killer phone sex. It didn’t take much this weekend for me to decide to kill a man. When I get in my murderous mood, I do my best to uphold a certain code. However, I am a less principled Dexter. I think even Dexter would agree Marcus deserved to die. Not only did I find Marcus on the brat offender list, but his rap sheet also appears to be at least a mile long. And it includes everything from armed robbery to drugs to sexual assault. Marcus might not have wronged me, but he rounded enough people to put him on my radar.

So, I hunted him this weekend and observed him in action. I observed a predator preying on drunk coeds. Now I’m not a fan of coeds in general. For the most part, they behave like rabid dogs. They would kill each other over a cute frat boy. Coeds seem self-absorbed, mean and shallow.

Marcus needed to go. Not necessarily because I wanted to champion drunk coeds. It’s just the principle of the matter. Taking advantage of drunk women, seems like a pussy move. Some men can only prey on women if they drug them because they can’t handle fighting a woman. My guess most women would neuter Marcus or at least punch him and kick him in the balls repeatedly trying to escape.

For Me, Its More About the Principle of the Matter. A Drugged Woman Does Not Equal a Fair Fight

I saw him putting something into a coed’s drink as I stood at the bar near them. So, I broke a glass to create a distraction and switched their drinks. Marcus became a sloppy drunk quickly, and I escorted him into my car and took him to my cabin in the woods where I mutilated his body. And tortured him for hours, eventually murdering him. But he deserved it. Actions have consequences.

When he woke up, he discovered himself naked, tied to a dining room table spread eagle with a castration band around his balls. And I told him what a dumb ass predator he was because he drank his own roofied drink. Even though I eventually killed this loser, he deserved castration phone sex first I wanted him to think he would survive, just without his balls. Perhaps you could say, I revoked his man card. He didn’t deserve his balls.

I am a Vigilante for Women I Despise

For hours, I carved up his flesh with various sharp instruments. I even carved off some of his flesh which I fed to my dogs and the wildlife nearby. Told you I’m a sick bitch. I enjoy torture. It feels empowering to torture a man like Marcus, who preys on the vulnerable. Honestly, my moral code does not appear close to Dexters. I didn’t really torture him and murder him to protect the future generation of women I could care less about. I hate vapid coeds. But I just felt like killing and torturing a man. And Marcus seemed the perfect mark.

Eventually, this predator died from the wounds I inflicted. And he died before I felt completely satisfied. Oops I did it again. Went a little too rough on him and killed him sooner than I wanted. But the wildlife behind my kill shack seemed excited for the food offering I gave them. Nature will always be the best accomplices when you need to get rid of a body. So, just remember, you can be my accomplice or my victim but if you try to make me your victim, you will be bear shit the next day.

Barely legal uncle fucker

Evil phone sex

You guys just love hearing all about my cooky fucked up uncle and my blast of a past. My badass daddy would beat the shit out of me then make me gag on uncles dick. It was their favorite form of punishment but also turning me into the sexual deviant slave I am today.

They just loved beating me to a pulp while mommy watched rubbing her gaping pussy. Directing their fucked up dicks the best way to ram me, stretching, tearing and widening my tiny little gap. I could see and smell her soiling panties from from afar, “monster mommy” I’d call her. If she had a dick it’d be a fatty anaconda. She’s like a snake, once she’d have full control of my baby bootie she’d bite me requiring a vaccine in order to survive.

I  love every minute of the brutal beatings you give me on the daily. Leaving me a ripped up bloody mess. My demented daddy taught me how to take it like a champ. 

Bloody phone sex

Wanna be my bad bad daddy? I’m ready for you to beat the ever living shit out of me. And don’t make me crawl and beg. I want it to be brutal with no end in sight. 

I grew up with rage, spicy abuse and violence. I thrive on it baby. Daddy was an old mean bastard with a limp dick, so uncle did his evil cock control. 

Strangualtion Phone Sex Taking Rena to The Edge

Strangualtion Phone SexYour hands wrapped tightly around my neck as I choke and gag. Gasping for air, I feel you push your hard cock towards my cunt.  Immediately, like some sort of reflex, my cunt reacts by thrusting right ito that hard cock.  Giving mixed signals, per usual, as I fight off the big strong bad man about the hurt the sweet innocent holes of my body are about to get pounded, used and exploded in and on.

My secret is my cunt couldn’t get wetter and I couldn’t cum harder to someone getting their cock hard by choking me out.  Bringing me right to the edge of where life meets whatever is next.  Where my suffering menas your cock is throbbing hard and ready to explode.

Also things like shoving my poor sweet whore face onto that huge thick daddy cock. So hard that my tonsils feel like they are moved around from so much gagging.  Spit and tears falling from my face onto your balls.  Sweating from how aggressive you shove that cock down my throat.

In midst of it al, my cunt stays throbbing wet, leaking and pulsating down in between my tight labia lights and wanting more from you. In particular, your cock fucking me raw and deep.  And you didn’t take long to get that hard cock ready and started pushing deep in me starting to fuck me relentlessly.  Keeping that hand going back to my throat every time.strangulation phone sex

Accomplice Phone Sex Fantasies Feel Cathartic to Me

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex role plays I enjoy. And I think it appears obvious why. It’s better to be the accomplice than the victim any day. Accomplices live. The accomplice usually walks away from any situation unscathed and with money. And I’ve suffered decades of abuse, so it feels good to be the accomplice instead of a victim.

Last night I helped a woman get revenge on a serial predator. Her own uncle. This girl appeared to be college age. Half my age at least. Cute too. But I could tell in those eyes she’s been through some shit. Those dead eyes told a tragic story. And for decades, my eyes appeared the same too. So, I sat down and asked her to tell me all the details on her predatory uncle. It’s research for the job.

He started exploring his rape phone sex fantasies for his niece when she was super young. When she got older, he threatened to kill her baby sister if she said a word. Yeah, I told her I would do the job with pleasure. I wanted to help her kill her uncle because it would feel cathartic to me. Her uncle sounded just like my father. And I’ve yet to exact my revenge on him, but I’ve been practicing.

Feels Cathartic to Assist Younger Girls in the Killing of Predators

We set her uncle up. He thought he would be meeting his niece. Get this. He tried to blackmail her into bringing her baby sister. So, this loser thought he’d be meeting both of his nieces. We did this while my client’s parents went on a cruise. My client agreed to watch her sister for two weeks. So that gave us her house to kill her uncle. I drugged her baby sister so she would sleep through the night, and the screams would not wake her up. And he screamed like a bitch when I torture his junk.

That’s just what we did. We tortured her predatory uncle’s junk until it looked like raw hamburger meat. And we carved that worthless predatory dick and balls up better than a Christmas turkey. At one point I shoved my panties in his mouth because he screamed like such a bitch. Men can never handle the torture sex of their genitals. But her uncle didn’t deserve to keep them, and he didn’t deserve to live for his crimes. If we kept him breathing, he would assault her baby sister. Not on my watch.

I Enjoy Helping Women Get Revenge

We eventually killed him. I stabbed him right through the heart. My client looked him in his eyes as he took his last breath. And she said the look on his face, the shock that his own victim helped kill and torture him seemed worth it. Moments like that seem priceless.

And men never think women can become sadistic killers, thrill seekers, or revenge champions. Women plan out their murders. We are not impulsive killers. So, I think that makes us far more dangerous. Men never see us coming. I gave this young girl a college discount. Feels good to help other women. She can sleep at night and never worry about her baby sister. She’s safe now. They will never find his body. I buried him in a deep grave in the middle of the woods. I’ll do it all again because like I said, it felt cathartic to me. As I killed him, I just thought about dear old dad.

Gangbang Rape Porn Stars Find Trouble Anywhere

gangbang rape pornSometimes, I do not mind being a gangbang rape porn star. I’m a kinky slut and a submissive whore. So, I never mind more than one cock in a hole at a time or serving as a gangbang whore. However, last night, I did not enjoy it. Perhaps because my ass and pussy still hurt from my son ‘s recent visit. Or maybe these animals just went too rough on me. Likely a mixture of both.

I did not go out to score drugs or get into any trouble. But trouble always finds me. I went to this dive bar to meet a friend of mine, but she stood me up. She texted me an apology, and that she contracted the flu. So, I sat at the bar drinking boxed wine when a few men approached me to play pool. I’m a pool shark. Most men never guess that I’m good at the game. But I’m quite a pool player. And I thought for once I could just hang out with men instead of being their ass rape porn doll. Foolish of me.

However, they did not like being shown up by a girl. I took all their money and apparently their dignity too when I beat them all. They saw me as a mark, I guess. Figured I would suck at the game, and they could feel like big men taking all my money.

Trouble Follows This Red-Headed MILF Where Ever I Go

I got a little too cocky and one of them slapped me hard. That’s when I knew trouble would ensue. I just never know when to shut my fucking mouth. But they shut it for me. One guy grabbed a pool ball and tried to shove it in my mouth. And he ended up cracking two of my teeth.

Next thing I knew they bent me over the pool table, ripped my clothes off and savagely started fucking me. This was not for pay. And this was not for cocaine. A bunch of sore loser men couldn’t handle a girl beating them. So, they violated me to put me in my place. They grabbed my hair and choked me. A few of them dick slapped me and spit on me. And they all pissed on me. Plus, they all took turns fucking my ass. They even made fun of my prolapse.

I blame this one on my girlfriend who stood me up. The only reason I went to that bar was to meet her. But like I said, trouble follows me. Men enjoy exploring their rape phone sex fantasies with this redheaded MILF. No matter where I go, trouble follows.

Rape phone sex fantasies is my real fuck up world

Rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies is real life for me. I wake up every morning dreading the day ahead, knowing that I’m nothing more than a prop for my master daddy’s twisted “art.”

He is so d of his proud art, and my existence is a brutal, never-ending cycle of forced humiliation and suffering, designed to push me to the very limits of human endurance.

Every fiber of my being screams in protest as I’m dragged from my dingy cell.

I’m shackled and gagged, to be used and abused for the twisted pleasure of my Master Daddy and his depraved audience. As I’m forced to my knees, my master’s heavy boot crushes my face into the filthy floor.

He forces all sorts of strange cocks in me, and I choke and convulse. With tears streaming down my face as more thick cocks are rammed down my throat. My mind reels, the world spinning as I’m violated and defiled, my body a mere plaything for his sick desires.

I know I gotta let it all happen and put on a good show if I want to survive, no matter the cost. I’m always the last girl standing because I know how to endure his psychotic behaviors.

It’s unfathomable torment until my master declares me the winner. But I am always the last Snuff sex slave standing!

 

Fantasy Phone Sex is when I really get to hear what turns you on!

Fantasy Phone Sex

Fantasy Phone Sex is when I really get to hear what turns you on.

I can hear the change in your voice once you start saying all the naughty shit you’ve bottled inside.

All the evil shit you would do to my body, I can hear the smile on your face. 

You’d love to treat me like a proper whore, treat me like shit.

Do all the stuff you could never do to your real girlfriend, do it to me.

I can be the nasty, like a hole you fuck and take all your aggressions out on.

I’ll be a good little slut and just take it.

I’ll take all the punishments and degradations, take it like a good girl.

I’m a pathetic little whore who deserves this, I’m only good to be fucked anyway.

So, treat me like the piece of shit I am!  

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Home Invasion Phone Sex Is My Fantasy

Home Invasion Phone Sex I’m on the couch watching my favorite TV series late at night. Since I live alone, my TV is my therapeutic white noise.   All of a sudden I hear an extremely disturbing sound of glass breaking. It wakes me up immediately. I’m wearing nothing but my panties and bra so I jump up off the couch in a world of panic. “Who’s there?” I yell out as I’m fumbling to find my robe. I have no idea what to do. I’m not only scared, but I’m in panic because I have nothing to protect myself from this intruder. All of a sudden this 6ft, muscular image rushes towards me, wearing an all black ski mask and full black attire. Holding a pistol he yells, “Shut up and get down on the floor!” I’m in full panic mode. “Sir please! I don’t have any money, you can take anything!” I said as my body is shaking uncontrollably. “Do you really think I want this filthy crap that you own? I don’t want any of your chump change either.” He say’s in a tone of disgust. “Get down on your fucking knees you worthless bitch!”

All of a sudden he rips my bra off in excitement. He doesn’t say a word, he just stares at my big perky breast and my brown hard nipples. He lowers his gun as he see’s that my cries are getting softer. His hard dick is bulging through his black pants. He unzips his pants and pulls his hard, thick cock out and forces it down my throat. I’m gagging as tears roll down my eyes. He’s choking the fuck out of me. His eyes are rolling in the back of his head as he’s enjoying my wet mouth. “Yes baby, keep going you fucking whore!” He goes deeper and faster. I can sense that he can’t hold back anymore. He cums all over my face. “Yea you bitch!” Now get up and clean yourself up.”

I turn towards the couch, gather my bra and panties as I’m still crying. When I turn back around with hesitation, he disappears. I sigh with relief, slip into my bra and panties and head towards my room.  I actually enjoyed that fucking dick and wished that he cums again.

Castration Phone Sex Teaches Women to Exact Revenge on Their Predators

castration phone sexWith castration phone sex, I sometimes don’t know where to begin. So many men do not deserve their dicks. But I’m just one woman. So, I had an idea. A rather brilliant idea. If there could be underground academies teaching men how to force fuck women, why can’t there be an underground academy teaching girls how to castrate predators?

Last month, that’s what I did. I started an online group on the Dark Web for victims of sexual predators. However, my group seems less focused on healing from their trauma and more focused on getting revenge. And I believe the punishment should fit the crime. When that crime involves exploring rape phone sex fantasies, I believe the fitting punishment is castration. If you can’t use it properly, you lose your privileges to use it at all.

My little underground therapy group took off instantly. And last night I met a girl for some practical experience. She lives 200 miles away, but that’s an easy drive for me. So, with my knife collection, I visited Teresa and we designed a plan to get back at her predatory uncle.

Fuck law enforcement. They almost never believe the woman, and it becomes a he said she said thing that can’t be proven. Why should girls put themselves through that. They don’t need to put themselves through all the questions and judgments. Not when women can take back what men stole from them.

If Men Can Have Online Academies Teaching Them How to Assault Women, I Can Have an Academy Teaching Women How to Exact Revenge

So, I helped Teresa castrate her uncle who violated her repeatedly for over a decade. Until one day, she just aged out for him. And I needed to seize the moment because Teresa seemed ready for revenge. She lured her uncle to us, and I strapped him down into a chair. Stripped him naked first. What a cocky son of a bitch. He should feel lucky I didn’t kill him. He started talking smack about both of us. And he even said women just need a good dick and someone to remove the sticks up their asses.

Even when my knife pressed against his balls, he didn’t believe two women could mutilate his junk. So, he got a rude wake up call. I wanted to take his nuts too. But in that situation, I served as the teacher. Teresa deserved to remove his balls. She remained calm and collected while telling him about his crimes against her. And when she took his balls, he bled so much. No way he’s getting his blood out of that carpet. Oops, I did it again.

I could see the look in Teresa’s eyes when she sliced his ball sack off. She felt good again. Happy. Removing his balls felt cathartic to her. Now, maybe she can move on from her trauma and really start to heal.

Sure, I know I’m breaking the law with my castration academy. But if men would just keep it in their pants or realize no means no, I wouldn’t need to teach girls extreme cock and ball torture sex. But since the law doesn’t seem to want to help these girls, I will. Although I know we can’t castrate all the predators in the world, we can neuter as many as we can.

Girls Can Survive Gangbang Rape Porn with Help From a Veteran

gangbang rape pornI know people who make gangbang rape porn. Some put me in their films once upon a time. But I aged out for most people. But I survived the circuit because I’m scrappy. This world chews up and spits out teenage runaways. Many girls I saw on the circuit, I stopped seeing. Perhaps, I outlived most of them.

But that’s just the kind of world this is. Only the strong survive. Only the ones who can adapt and make themselves useful can flip the script. I went from snuff starlet to accomplice. Now men hire me to find them costars. Since I am a woman, I can usually convince a young girl to come in for an audition without using force. Some put up a fight when they realize they are not auditioning for a horror film, but a snuff porn instead, but I deliver them, nonetheless.

Last week I drove up and down the red-light district. Most cities still have them. Although most escorts and hookers you can find online now you can always find lot lizards, druggie whores, and teen runaways on the streets. And that’s where I hunt for the next snuff stars. And I found a beautiful young blonde girl that my client would enjoy. She reminded me of me at that age.

I almost felt bad for her. She gave me a backstory much like my own. So, I came clean with her. And I taught her everything she needs to know to survive this world. But she can make great money doing underground hardcore films. And if she is smart with her money, she can stay in nicer hotels or even rent a place. Without a drug addiction the money you can make in the snuff world goes further.

Young Girls Need a Mentor Like Me to Survive the Streets

So, during our hour car ride to meet the man who hired me to find him a girl, I tried to explain exactly what to expect. Now this guy legitimately makes underground films. He does makes mostly teen rape porn movies. But he pays his starlets handsomely. I weighed the odds for her. And I told her how I survived this guy 20 years ago.

It takes a special woman to survive this world. But if you can survive it, you can make great money. And she took everything I told her to heart. Because when the camera started rolling, I could see her checkout in her mind and go to some happy place. You need to tune it all out. Focus on the money. And focus on your survival. I did not have a mentor when I ran away from home and ended up on the streets.

She made a great film. The director gave me a handsome finder’s fee and he paid her too. I gave her my share of the money because I liked her. And I want her to survive. After 15 men gang banged her tight teen holes, I took her back to my place. My place seems like paradise compared to a hostel or a shelter.

The became the first young girl I have taken under my wing. I want her to survive in a world where most young teen runaways don’t survive. So, I’m going to help her survive. I’m going to introduce her to the best men in the business and tell her who to avoid like the plague. Perhaps, I will even make some movies with her for live streaming. Make us both some money and keep her all to myself.