I know what he wants. I know what I want. I know what we need and how great it is when we are together. The big difference is that I embrace my evil ways and walk confidently within the parameters that others find offensive and wrong. He on the other hand needs to be reassured that even though this is so wrong it is OK because it feels so right. It really doesn’t matter I am both the angel on his shoulder with the lilting voice that is soothing and calm and the devil on the other shoulder that is encouraging him to touch that young and perfect body, The one that hasn’t been tainted by puberty or thoughts of sexual gratification. I give him instructions on how to touch her, how to take her, telling him that it is a good thing that he is teaching her the ways of womanhood. Soon she will be required to satisfy a man. It is what she was born to do. But for now she is going to bring him satisfaction that she will never be able to give again, Her youth, her innocents, are going to please him in ways that can only happen once for both of them. I get to watch and enjoy the fact that I am contributing to the wicked corruption of all involved while enjoying my own special satisfaction. Our orgasms are so strong when we have these special moments together.
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Every Devil Was Once An Angel
Taboo Phone Sex Games with Blair: Submissive Whore for Hire
Taboo phone sex subjects are my favorite for phone calls. Incest, rape fantasies, torture, BDSM, bathroom play, four legged friends, even snuff. You don’t call me if vanilla is what you crave. I’m a subby bitch whore in real life and on the phone. This weekend my son pimped me out to one of his friends. He does that often. “Why should one of my friends pay for common street hooker, when they can buy you. A suburban, classy, clean soccer mom,” he said to me as he pushed me into the arms of Edgar, a 45 year old co worker of his with a love for S and M games. I was blindfolded and thrown in the back of his van.
He threw me in a cage in his basement where I remained for 24 hrs in the dark with no food, water or human contact. I was forced to pee and defecate in the cage. Because I could not see, I was stepping in my own waste. I felt so violated. When Edgar returned for me he called me a “filthy pig.” I was forced to oink like a pig and roll around in my own shit. I wanted to wretch. This was not how I wanted to be treated. “You were bought and sold bitch. Stop your whining. I own you for at least another day,” he quipped as he pulled my head back gruffly and slapped a heavy chain around my neck.
I stood before him, naked, covered in my excrement, shackled and scared. He used a cattle prod to shock me, which made me piss down my leg further. He shoved the prod up my ass and I convulsed so hard I shit and puked all over the floor. These torture sex games went on for hours until I passed out in a pool of my body fluids. I woke up back in the cage with the words “dirty fuck pig” carved into my chest.
I thought that was the end of it; that I would soon be home to my son. It was just the beginning. I felt a fire hose turn on me, washing the skank off me. Naked, wet and scared, I was yanked from the cage, thrown in a room and sodomized for hours. Ass rape porn was part of the package. Edgar shared my tight asshole with about 50 of his closest friends. Instead of being covered in my own shit and piss, I was now doused in cum. By the time they were done with me, I prayed for death. I wondered if my son knew just how badly his business associate was going to treat his mommy? How would you treat your mother?
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Early Morning Release
I woke up in the wee hours of the morning reliving the psycho killing flick I watched before I went to bed. The vivid images of my dream that transported me into the movie as I looked around at the blood covered room. Sitting up my blood was running as cold as ice and I could not resist the pull. I felt the cold floor hit my feet and as I stood I didn’t even look for a robe or clothes. In my bare feet and thin long gown I found the case with all my shiny implements of torture and mayhem.
Rubbing the leather case over my rock hard nipples and already wet pussy, I head for the door and down the alley, inhabited by nothing but rats at this hour of the morning. I knew exactly what flat they were in, the sweet young mother and her two innocent blonde haired offspring…….
Suddenly I had visions of hailing a cab for the airport in the morning amidst the frantic officers investigating the horrid scene and the sound of the sirens filling the streets and my pussy let flow another gush of cum.
I let myself in with ease and found my way up the narrow steps to the first door. It was like a gift at Christmas, I had no clue which one was first….As my eyes adjusted I saw the deep breathing and slender silhouette of the youngest, a male and I licked my lips as I neared the bed. Placing my hands over his little mouth I easily cut the clothes off his body and admired the trembling frame and small penis. placing my hand around his throat I applied enough pressure to keep him quiet but not enough to kill him. Leaning over I take his little dick into my mouth licking nicely for just long enough to calm him a bit before biting and ripping at the same time. Turning around I smile and show him his flesh between my teeth. Using his torn pajamas I tie him up and stuff a sock in his mouth. His heart is beating so fast from fear, he should bleed to death soon.
Now I know that sweet gum drop and her ma are what’s left. Blood covers my face and the front of my gown and cum is flowing freely down the inside of my legs now. I want her to watch me abuse her gum drop, I want her to beg and plead for me to stop. I want her to beg me to do it to her instead…….I love it when I can hear the blood pumping in my ears because I am so excited about the bloody crime scene that will be left behind! 
Murder Phone Sex Fantasies for the Masses
Murder phone sex fantasies is how the call begins as the game intensifies there is much more to pain and suffering then I realized. …I am to be their fantasy rape little whore. There is nothing I can do to lessen or halt the bad things that are going to occur. These bastards can do anything they want to do to me. Including killing me. It is the way things are in the hood. Mess up and pay with your life. I know they are going to fuck me I watched them as they fucked my brother and mother before they brought me here. No mercy nothing. I see the cane in your hand you bring it down to my chest. Everything must have a reaction and you have promised me that by the end of night you will get one out of me.
The strikes move lower across my stomach and abdomen. My skin turns red from the pain as every blow is delivered to my body. My endorphins kick in and I am somehow able to fight against the pain. I am sure if you put your hand to my pussy I will automatically cum. There is something about pain that causes a natural reaction in the body to produce orgasm. Pulling your arm back you strike me with such force that my body shakes. I begin to cry as you reach for the lash. I nearly hang limp in my bindings. Picking up two nipple clamps you attach them to my tits.
They tell me they are going to fuck me in the ass. Another whore in the room is busy licking and sucking on one of the others. A command is given and the whore starts to bury her face in my ass. Giving me a nod you tell me to snap her neck. In your world whores do not live long they only exist to be murdered for sexual pleasure. Giving me the dildo I know what you want me to do. I thrust it in her ass becoming the aggressor. This bitch is a virgin I can fill her pussy being pulled wide and her hymen being torn open. Grabbing the club and positioning it around her throat, I fuck her harder thrusting into her watching her struggle. It cuts off not only the blood flow but the air supply. I see the trickle of blood rushing out of her nose and lick it off as I have been taught. You smile at the amusement of having me kill for you. I then lay in position with my ass cheeks spread apart ready for you fuck me in the ass. “It is time for your death whore.” I want to scream shout anything! But as they say Nigger whores ain’t got no soul in this game! As I end the call with this caller my pussy is on fire and I am spent from exasperation! I can’t wait to talk again!
Killer Phone Sex Part 2
Killer phone sex continues on the eve of a full moon! The water had washed away most of the salt deposits on my back so it didn’t hurt as bad any more.” Now it was time!” I heard him say on the phone! My pulses intensified as this caller was giving me the rest of the fantasy! I have to say by then my panties were wet from secretions from the first half but this call was about to get really evil!
“Lets play with some electricity,” he snickered! I knew he wanted to torture me again! The only pause I heard was when he went to get his bag of goodies as he called them! I knew he was going to torture me into a lifeless piece of meat! He didn’t wait either picking up the pitchfork he embedded it in my ass. I screamed. Attached to the pitchfork were two wires that sent jolts of electricity right into my rectum. I felt hot and tears ran out of my eyes as well.
Pouring a bucket of water over me cooled me down but seemed to discharge my piss. He laughed at this but kept on with electrocuting me. There were two alligator clamps on the table which were being set up to put on my tits. You measured them and begin to squeeze them harder. My screams seemed to turn him on more. Taking one of the clamps he attached it to the right nipple. The rugged edges bit into me causing me more pain! Turning around you produced a pair of needles. Small blue sparks begin to shoot from my tits as volts of electricity seeped into my body. Pushing the needles into my tits was giving him such pleasure that he came all over them!
Taking my left hand he began to cut my fingers off. Picking up a meat cleaver he began to hack into my arm. I screamed from the pain. Using a roasting pan he picked up my arm and threw it in the oven. His face was covered in blood. This was part of the script the role play but one I would never forget! Hell it had me shitting at this point and my pussy was so wet that I knew I was battling for control of this sadistic phone sex phone call ! My point is simple, can you give as much pain to a whore in role play? Let’s find out!
Mutilation Phone Sex Training
Mutilation Phone Sex training begins with a call and turns into so much more! I saw the whip it curled around my legs ripping the flesh. Then an awful tongue wrenching scream escaped my lips. The whip cracked again along the meaty part of my pussy. My body gave away and too my shame I peed in front of everyone. You stood pulling a trap door beneath my feet. You continued to whip my naked body. My pussy was red and swollen. You held in your hand a box like remote thing rose up from the floor shaped like a penis. It was shaped like a penis from hell! It was a foot long and ridged and had tiny sharp spikes in the side. Your hands gripped my hips and positioned the fake penis to rip in my body.
I begged I screamed for you to stop but my screams were on deaf ears. It seemed like I was balanced on the tip of the dildo for hours until it rushed up into my belly. It seemed in minutes it had reached my cervix. My thigh muscles twitched as the dildo went deep inside of me. My body jerked as the dildo went in and out of me fucking me at a high speed. Clear goo streaked with blood ran down my legs. I could see my stomach bulge and clench over and over realizing the thing was going to punch itself right through my body. You started whipping me again tearing at my tits. I begged for you to kill me and at last I heard my scream become a gurgle. I begged for you to kill me. Without any warning you pushed a button my body twisted and shook and a thin spike drilled out of my neck. It fired through my womb, ripping my insides out. Cum flew all over my body. Using my body like a mop you cleaned the cum up! You had really taught me obedience hadn’t you?
The Good O’l Days
I remember when I was a little girl, and my daddy came into my room to play. To wake me up he squeezed my tiny little nipples ‘til they were purple. I remember feeling that it hurt so, so good!! He started kissing my neck ‘til he got all the way down to my sweet tight pussy. He would lick my pussy lips and suck so hard it hurt. Then he’d get those strong teeth and bite my little clit ‘til I bled. He kept saying….”You’re my fucking slut and don’t you ever forget it” and then he would flip me around, and shove his huge cock right into my asshole. My asshole was so tight he’d rip the rim every time. He’d fuck my tight little ass harder and harder, and then shove it right up my dripping wet pussy. I loved when he would cover my mouth with one hand while choking the life outta me with other all while ramming his big thick cock into my pussy. I couldn’t dare say or word or else I’d get punished. Mmmm….. Those were the times!!! I need a daddy to remind me how much of a dirty cunt I am.
Torture Phone Sex better than Fantasy
Torture phone sex is more than a fantasy it is reality. Some guys love to do more than role play this shit was very real! “Tonight we are going to play a game” he said. My legs were drawn out stretched wide apart, my ankles bound together with leather similar to the restraints that were on my wrists. A steel pipe arms stood out trying to support my weight. Inside me was a mechanical dildo ran by a machine. I tried to lick my lips and speak but my voice cracked. “So how does your pussy feel? He asked. “How the fuck do you think you bastard! “ I said! I have been fucked nonstop for three days.” Laughing he attached my wrist to the collar. The small metal clip was snapped in place so I could not free myself. He removed the catheter and then unlocked my hands from the structure. A locking mechanism would spread my legs apart so I couldn’t run.
“Youv’e got incredible breasts he said.”Its the reason I picked you! “Tying me again to some kind of lifting device ,I heard a hiss and then it felt like my arms were going to be ripped out of their sockets. My body rose an inch then two inches off the table I was pinned on. My tits dangled beneath me swaying back and forth.
A large leather belt was wrapped around my body. A second belt held my legs in place and then I heard a lever buzzing and I was turned around. Filling the air from the night, I knew we were outside. Opening a bag with a jar inside he dabbed this thick substance all over my tits. He left the majority of my nipples and tit free from whatever this gel was. Taking a stick he plunged into a pile of dirt.Hundreds of fire ants crawled over my body biting me. I looked at my tits feeling the pain and screamed! The screaming didn’t bother him he went to his bench and got right to work! Massaging oil all over me I could feel the burning. My tits looked like raw meat covered in welts.
My hips rise up as the mechanical cock is shoved in my pussy! Whipping me further with the lash I feel his cock rammed into my ass I try to scream but I am numb from the pain! As I sweat I release the phone my dream is real this is real! “Yeah bitch you say! Nigger whore’s get no love here! I struggle to sit up but there is only pain here!
Taboo Phone Sex with Blair: What’s Your Forbidden Fantasy?
When my son was younger, he often listened in on my taboo phone sex calls. This filled his head with all sorts of taboo ideas to explore with his dirty mommy. He thought my phone calls were real; he had no concept of fantasy or role playing at his age. When he grew up, he was consumed with forbidden thoughts of his mother. I have been his little taboo fuck slut ever since. He loves to use and humiliate me.
This weekend I suffered the ultimate degradation with him and one of his friends. I was asleep in my bed when they stormed my room. They reeked of alcohol. My son dragged me by the hair out of bed while his friend tied me up. They force fucked my ass. Both of their young cocks hammered my tight asshole for hours. I was begging and pleading for them to stop. It hurt so bad having two cocks shoved in my tiny hole. “Shut up bitch. Your ass needs primed for what comes next,” my son yelled at me. I was scared. What else did he have in store for me? I felt like I was the star of an ass rape porn, instead of just the mother of a kinky son.
They both deposited large loads of boy seed in my ass. Cocks were quickly replaced with fists. My son and his friend fisted my gaping cum filled asshole. My own son was fisting me. My ass was being stretched out beyond recognition. I would never shit right again after this. But what came next was far worse, far more taboo than fisting. My son’s friend tied me to the bed, while he left the room. He returned with a four legged beast. He likely weighed 200 pounds. I could see the rocket on him and it was bigger than most men. I prayed it was a joke, but then my son smeared peanut butter on my swollen cum filled back door.
The furry beast was unleashed on me by my own son. His rocket hooked into my ass and I could not break free from him. Felt like shards of barbed wire shredding my ass up. His big furry balls smacked my ass repeatedly. There was nothing I could do but wait for him to bust his nut. My son and his friend laughed at me, even egged on man’s best friend to fuck me harder. His huge tongue was lapping at my ear and neck. He was slobbering all over me as he pumped deep inside of me. I could feel blood and cum running out my ass. After Fido finally busted his nut inside me, I was forced to shit it out on the floor and lick it up. The taste of the beast’s cum was bitter and disgusting. I felt like dying of shame.
My son took pictures to blackmail me with in case I ever deny him a sick taboo fantasy. He said he has even more disgusting plans for us in the future. I shudder at the thought of what could be worse than this. What taboo fantasies do you have? Rape fantasies? Incest? Fisting? Scat? Pissing? Four legged beast? Torture? Snuff? If you were my son, you could do any taboo thing you wanted to me.
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Blood View
Rape phone sex fantasies always seemed to get the best of me. I thought I had created the perfect fantasy and was truly excited. I don’t think I was prepared for the events that would take place…
I walked to the car when I was approached by a homeless man who had been following me down the street. Rushing me he was armed with a knife and pinned me to the car demanding me to give him money. I didn’t have enough money so he wanted something better my cunny! Forcing me to my knees he ordered me to lick his dirty cock and his crusty ass. He then filled my cunny with his grungy dick on the hood of my car. I screamed to no end for someone to help me but no one came! When he ripped into my asshole I screamed louder. I thought I was saved when a cop heard the commotion and came over to see what the fuss was all about.
Smashing the bum in the face with the nightstick, the cop took out his mushroom head and stuffed it in me! How insane! The cop was fucking me with his dick and nightstick. As the bum woke up in a state of semi unconsciousness, the cop made the bum fuck me! That son of a bitch was so twisted he even fucked the bum in the ass! Cumming all over me, he hauled the bum off so he could take the rap for the crime!
That wasn’t going to be the end, as the cop was hauling that fucking bum to jail, I felt someone pull my feet from under me. I turned around to see you standing there with a gun. Bringing it down on my head so hard the blood splattered all over my car window.
Pushing my legs open you pushed the gun in my cunny and cocked the trigger back! Move and die slut you said! Taking out your dick you sprayed all your cum load from your trunk onto my face. You admitted to seeing me from across the street and it turned you on to watch! For the next part of the fantasy I thought I had a chance to live! You told me to get up and run! I pushed myself up and took off but didn’t get far. It was now time for your whore to suffer more!
















