I want to explore your taboo phone sex desires with you. I have so many dark desires that make my bald cunt wet. Vampires turn me on. I love a hot Gothic tale. I like torture fantasies too. Make me beg for my life. Sexually mutilate me. Dismember me too. The more violent, painful and bloody, the wetter the pussy. Home invasion and kidnapping fantasies? Hell, yes to those kinds of dark fantasies too. Honestly, I am just a dark woman. You never have to worry about me not complying with your violent fantasies. I was born to serve. I was not born with a silver spoon in my mouth. I was born with a collar around my neck and the only thing in my mouth was a cock. From the moment I came into this world, I was guzzling cum. When men ask me what my favorite fantasy is, I always struggle because so many things get me off. If I had to answer that question, anything involving rape phone sex fantasies would be my answer. I do love being force fucked in all my holes. Not that you can force fuck the willing, but it is fun to pretend to not want it! Whatever your kinky desires are, I will be your taboo whore.
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I am Here for All Your Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies
Snuff Sex 2021
I decided that the first day of the year would be a snuff sex day. Whatever you are doing at midnight on the first day of the year sets the tone for the entire year ahead. I was plunging a knife into a tender age victim. This little girl would make your cock grow twice its normal size. She looked like a little beauty queen pageant girl. She was in fact one. I saw her in her window practicing her routine in her little ruffled dress. She even had a painted face, which made her look older than she was. I hate brats, but those tiny beauty queens are annoying little cunts. They grow up to be self-entitled bitches and mean girls. That is why it is important to kill them early in life. Stop them from growing up and becoming gold diggers and brats. I cased the house for weeks before. I knew the parents were drunks. New Year’s Eve would be the best time to steal that little whore away. Parents would be drunk and passed out by midnight. I snuck in through a window, drugged the little slut and exited the house with no one suspicious. Parents would wake up find their angel gone and the police would suspect them. No prints, no struggle, no sign of a break in. Drunk parents will take the blame. I had the beauty queen naked and pinned to the floor in my cabin like I was sacrificing her to the devil. If only you had been there to explore your rape phone sex fantasies with me, oh the wicked fun we could have had together. I butchered the beauty queen. I carved her up, stabbed her cunt, took off her limbs. She was not a beauty queen when she died. Oh, hell yes. This is year is starting off great.
Bondage Phone Sex Gone Wrong
I love bondage phone sex. Sometimes, however, it goes wrong. I signed up simply to do some bondage modelling for money. I needed coke money. It seemed like easy money. It would have been if it were what the ad said. I went to the address provided to me once I got the gig. It was a run-down cabin in the woods. Something straight out of an 80s horror flick. Rustic, creepy and isolated. I thought to myself it was too late to turn back now. So, I went in and discovered it was set up as a studio. Okay, maybe this was legit after all. It did appear to be a bondage set. I saw all sorts of rope and BDSM equipment. This kind of photo shoot would have been done in a dingy store front place on the strip of the red light district when I was young. Very few red-light districts exist anymore. A man greeted me, and he appeared alone. We exchanged pleasantries, then he tied me up. I was not comfortable. My legs over my head in a beach ball like pose. My ass exposed for beating. It was exposed for ass rape porn. This was not a photo shoot. This was an anal gang bang. Men paid the guy to fuck my ass. He was taking $100 from men to fuck my ass. I was tied securely so I could not escape. I had so much cum running out of my ass he used a wet vac to suck it out of me. He made like $10,000 off my ass and all I got paid was $300. I tried to argue for more, but he threatened to kill me and bury me in the woods. I took my money and hobbled to my car. I may not ever shit right again. I need to figure out how to cut out the middleman to take all the profit off my body. I am doing all the work. I should take all the profit.
Forcing A Young One To Snuff His Mommy
I want to see you make her deep throat it. I know she’s your mommy, but I want you to shove that huge dildo down her throat. Don’t cry, little one. I know mommy is all tied up, and she’s getting fucked in her unconscious ass by a huge BBC accomplice cock. Daddy is violating her ass forcibly. Shove that big thing down her throat; choke her. You’re begging me not to hurt her, but I’m going to give that bitch what she deserves. Go on sweetheart, throat fuck your mommy with that strap on dildo, or else I’m going to have to punish you, and you won’t like that.
There you go, snuff mommy out with your strap on cock while my accomplice and I fuck her dying body. You’re crying, but your tears are only lube for my soaked cunt. I’m fisting your mommy’s soaking wet milf cunt, and she’s waking up from the drugs just as you’re snuffing her fucking life out, forever. The look in her eyes will haunt you forever little heart, and I cum hard knowing that if I don’t violate you and ruin you before that.
More Murder Phone Sex Fantasies for 2021
I made a resolution to bring you more murder phone sex fantasies this year. If 2020 taught me anything, it is that you guys need to kill and torture a blonde bimbo. It is better and cheaper than therapy. I love being the star of your snuff fantasies. I died thousands of ways last year and my goal is to die a few more thousand ways this year. Something is wrong with me, I know. I am a pretty girl. I am smarter than my Bimbo looks suggest too. I never have a problem getting a man or making friends. People like me. Maybe more men than women like me, but very few folks know the dark fantasies I harbor. It likely goes back to daddy. As much as I fought to reinvent myself, I only get off to rough and violent sex. I am attracted to sadistic men who harbor dark secrets. My daddy had dark secrets. I have been forthright about how him and his buddies abused me when I was young. I was not out of high school yet and I was a gangbang rape porn star. Most people assume I ran away because daddy was force fucking me several times a day. That was part of it, of course. But the main reason was because I discovered daddy’s dark secret. The house I grew up in belonged to my grandparents and had a bomb shelter behind the garage. Daddy told me it was not safe, and he would tear the skin off my ass if he ever caught me going down there. I got scared one day when I was home alone, and the tornado warning went off. I was mortified. Shackles built into the concrete, food in dog bowls, no light, creepy crawlies and an emaciated girl in a locked cage. The worse part was the big vat of lye. Daddy was kidnapping girls, doing sick shit to them and getting rid of the evidence right under my nose. I wanted to free the girl, but I feared my daddy’s wrath. I always regretted leaving her to die, but I ran away the next week. Now here I am 20 years later wanting to explore your killer phone sex fantasies. Therapists say girls want men like their fathers.
Daddy Let Them Use Me
Sometimes Daddy likes to see be vulnerable. So today he decided to let the handyman use and abuse me as he wanted. The handyman thinks I am a brat so I knew this would not be pleasant. But Daddy does own me and all my fuck holes, so I obeyed. He brought his son with him, so I knew I was going to be tortured. The son tied me to a bench with my legs spread and my upper body unable to move. They inserted a ball gag in my mouth so no one could hear me scream. They first admired their work and masturbated all over my face, calling me names as they came. Next, they got out the whip and took turns whipping my tits until they were raw and bloody. Thinking my tits needed more punishment they put clamps on both my nipples connected to a chain that would pull with even the littlest movement. They were loving it as they pulled the chain and I couldn’t even move. Blood dripped from my breasts and tears ran down my face. They inserted a vibrator into me and whipped my pussy until it was raw never turning the vibrator off. A butt plug was shoved up my ass without any lube and it was excruciating. So, there I lay with clamps on my titties, a vibrator in my pussy and a butt plug. I was in so much pain, but the orgasms would not stop. They laughed and shut the door, leaving me there.
Play Time
When I was a little girl my neighbour’s had three four legged friends . At first they scared me but the elderly man who lived there was so nice . He invited me down into his basement , tied both my legs on this wooden bench , and he told me that his friends wanted to give me a bunch of really good juice. He said if I was a good little girl I might even get a puppy .He lined his friend up behind me and they licked me really good .I begged the man to not let them stop .But he told me his friends where ready . At first it felt like my little lips where being torn .It hurt a lot and I cried . But then a whole bunch of yummy juice filled me up so much it swelled up my tummy .All of his friends toke turns on me and gave me buckets and buckets of juice . But don’t worry after the first time I loved it so much I even stuck my butt out and demanded it . Sadly , the elderly man didn’t have anymore four legged friends to give me more thick , yummy , and tasty treats .So I asked him if he had his own juice to give me .He told me it was cum and that because I was such a good little girl I could have every single drop of it .And then he called ten of his other older friends to play with us .There big , thick , cocks filled every tinny hole .He had to untie me from my bench just so they could all play with me .And that’s how i became a fifthly fucking cum slut . I don’t care who or what fucks me .I just have to be covered head to toe in your cum .
Drowning Him In The Aquarium
Few know, but I’m a true sadistic bitch. In my basement, I keep an underground aquarium of about three hundred thousand gallons. My ex boyfriend had it built for me; he was a Clinton cousin, and I used him for his wallet before he was the first one to go. My current victim dangled by his ankles above the hole in the floor. I pricked my finger with my dagger, dripping a few drops of blood in the water below him. I turned the lights on, and showed him the sharks beneath him. He was begging for his life, making my cunt wetter and wetter.
“If I tell you the codes, will you let me go?” He pleaded, watching me finger my cunt. “I will release you if you tell me the codes. Oh, and what’s your biggest fear?” I chuckle. He begins blabbering some crazy code, one I paid no mind to. “I’m afraid to drown!” He shouted. I smirked. “Good.” “Please release me!” He screamed. “Hmm, okay!:” I said, pressing a button and releasing his bound body down into my aquarium. The sharks brushed by him as I shut off the lights, shutting the door above him. He would either drown in the dark, or bleed out in between shark teeth.
Train Ride Slut
Shut the fuck up he said as he slammed my head into the floor, my face pressed up against the floor with blood dripping down my cheek. I wish you would do it Hader next time, Daddy fuck, that drip of blood down my lips made my pussy wet and open. He grabbed my hair and pulled my body off of the floor, quite filthy ass whore it’s time to ride the train he said.
I always love Friday nights when invites all his drug friends over they pass me around like the needle whore I am, From One guy to the next my pussy drips and cries out for every cock and needle around me. I love knowing they all think I’m filthy trash.
I am trash and love putting a syringe on my pussy veins, as my raw bruised swollen pussy gets passed around, Master said he saved the best for last.
I begged him to please hurry and shoot the syringe in me, I can’t take this agony anymore about to make my bruised raw pussy squirt out. I don’t care what’s in the needle just put it in me now,
5 minutes later, my high kicked in an I came instantly, something about the sharpness just makes my nipples hard like rock, now I’m soaked thinking about how much I was being tossed around and trained on, I let him know I will always be his syringe slut and I love being his friends train ride, I am a train wreck and everyone’s always inside my hole, they piss spit and slap me, that’s ok I like it all of it the throbbing and redness of my pussy after being beat and fucked feels AMAZING.
I can’t wait until next Friday; I really hope they bring a higher dose and more dirty needles to the party with after all I am a druggie slut.
Kidnapping Phone Sex Fantasy
I enjoy a good kidnapping phone sex fantasy. Do you? So much variety. One of my favorites is when I am out somewhere like jogging or coming back from the mall and I get taken in broad daylight. I did one the other night that left my pussy dripping. I was taking back some Christmas gifts and I was unaware I was being stalked. I am never sure when guys are checking me out unless they are blunt. I was at my car opening the trunk when I realized some one was behind me. He pushed me into my trunk and drove off in my car. I was fighting and screaming. I was being kidnapped in my own car. It felt like an eternity in that trunk. When we stopped, I started pounding on the trunk and yelling, hoping some one would hear me. No one would hear me. We were in the middle of nowhere. He dragged me out of my trunk, across the gravel road and into the rundown shack. It looked like something out of an 80s horror summer camp movie. It felt like one too. He tied me to the bottom of a bunk bed. The mattress smelled of mold and piss. He left me there and came back later with some men. They did not speak to me directly. They talked about me like I was not there. They were negotiating prices. It was a bidding war. I feared this was a sex trafficking scheme. A price was reached, and I was handed over to a fat foreign man. He immediately shoved me on my knees and forced his fat hairy dick in my mouth. I was crying and struggling, but he bought me to force fuck me. He was not the only one either. All day long my kidnapper took money from men who paid to explore their rape phone sex fantasies with me. I was sodomized, fucked and covered in cum. Some men were rougher than others. Most of them slapped me around and called me names. I tried to escape in my head, but the reality was too bleak to forget. Hours turned into days, days turned into weeks and I think it is certain that I am here to stay. My life will never be the same. I am now nothing more than a sex slave.