Tag: Sadistic phone sex

Bloody Phone Sex is a Way That I Exploit Destiny

Bloody Phone Sex is a tool that compels some of the darkest desires. And these dark desires are what fuel my sadistic ways. That is, in some aspects, one may return to the womb where blood is the protector.
Or, we can just revisit my first Menstruation. To clarify, when I bled from my cunt. Thus the awakening of a certain beast within me. Undeniably, this is a time of darker aspects that fed my soul. Thus, made me the sadist I am.
From the shedding of my Uterus to the breaking of my hymen. My darkness came into being.
From that very moment of sacrificing my virginity to random men. My mother knew she had instilled the dark forces inside me.
And this is the only reason I was kept alive. Now, I am the Goddess of Darkness.
Ultimately, taking lives through bloodletting rituals becomes a highlight for me. In fact, I thrive on the mutilation phone sex, a ritualistic connection.
Thus, my very thought right now is to breed within my womb the Devil’s seed.
Now let me incubate that dark evil seed in my womb and give birth to the ultimate sacrifice. Much like the first thing I birthed, I passed in the night from my cunt. And quickly dissected it and used it in ritual, only to make me stronger.

Bloody Phone Sex is a Fuel for My Cravings

Consequently, relationships are not my thing. Therefore, when I have a sexual hunger, I hunt and take what I need. Sometimes it is dick, sometimes it’s cunt. But always, it is about my pleasure. And one thing is for certain, they never survive.
Essentially, I am like the Black Widow, and I eat my lover. Moreover, cannibalism phone sex feeds this ever so darker hunger within. And at this moment I wish to feast on the scrotum sack and penis of an Investment Banker I found on the Dark Web.
Ultimately, his portfolio won’t be the only thing I drain. Undeniably, his balls and then finally his life force I will suck up.
And with his final wishes of feeding his body to the clients. Oh the ones he destroyed. Guilt is an ugly beast, but flesh is a delicious feast.
Moreover, his blood will mix in the wine. And I will lavish myself in decadence.
Finally, do you want to come and play?

Bloody Phone Sex

Stephanie gets snuffed out

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The strange man dragged me into the basement by my hair. I could feel my scalp tearing as I kicked and fought against his grip. He bashed my face into the floor, busting my lip and smashing out a few of my teeth. Blood dripped from my mouth while his rough hands tore my clothes off.He ripped my shirt first, exposing my tits.

I was already bruised and scrapped up from fighting against him.

Next was my skirt. After tearing it from my body, he took a knife and sliced my panties off. He forced my legs apart and shoved his dick into my pussy. I cried and screamed as he pounded into my cunt. He gripped a hand around my throat and squeezed so hard that my tongue stuck out from my mouth. I couldn’t breathe and could barely move.

I clawed at his hand around my throat but couldn’t get free from his grip. My face turned blue and then purple as he squeezed harder and tighter. Spit and blood hung from my mouth in slimy strings. My head slammed against the ground with everything thrust but he didn’t care.

He finally blew his load in me and then loosened his grip. I laid there slowly coming back into consciousness until he wrapped a belt around my neck and pulled it as tightly as he could. My entire body shook violently as he strangled the life out of me.

I could feel my eyes bulging from the sockets as the belt cut into my throat. My bladder released and urine puddled underneath me as my body went into convulsions. I eventually went limp and only then did he release the belt around my neck and let my body fall to the ground.

I landed on the ground with a dull thud as he vanished into the world like nothing ever happened.

Evil Phone Sex is The Best Thing Ever For a Daring Time

Evil phone sex is the ultimate sacrifice. And I exist as a vessel of pure malice. As a Satanic evil witch whose every breath serves the dark will of the Abyss.
So some seek to become enlightened. However, I find my true purpose in the exquisite symphony of agony.
Consequently, my favorite pastime is the meticulous torture and mutilation. Thus, it’s those unfortunate enough to wander into my sanctum that earn it.
Now, I don’t merely kill; I dismantle the human spirit. And piece by piece, to ensure the offering is sufficiently seasoned with terror.
Furthermore, the process of sacrifice is a sacred ritual. And this ritual requires absolute precision. After all, every bit of one’s being is used to feed a demon and spirit.
First, I start by peeling back layers of skin with a rusted blade. Therefore, I savor the way the flesh parts. Ultimately, I reveal the raw, pulsing muscle beneath the flesh.
Accordingly, I carve occult sigils into their chests to bind them to their duty in the spell. So, ensuring that every scream echoes in the glory of Satan.
As the blood pools around my feet, I feel a surge of necrotic power coursing through my veins. Ultimately, there is no greater ecstasy than watching the light fade from a victim’s eyes. As I offer their mangled remains to the Prince of Darkness.
Therefore,  I secure my place as his most devoted and sadistic servant.
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Bad Babysitter Phone Sex is So Much Fun

babysitter phone sexI love being a member of the bad babysitter phone sex club. Babysitting is so easy nowadays because of these online babysitter groups and apps. When I was a young girl, I could only babysit like the brats of somebody I knew like a neighbor. With these online babysitter forums, it’s so easy to create fake references and use fake IDs.

Thanks to a friend of mine, I own over 50 different fake ids. And I never use the same ID twice. Every ID has a different name and look. I’ve even been known to strap my tits down and use a prosthetic nose and colored contacts to alter my looks too.

It keeps me undetected. And I don’t do this often, maybe six or seven times a year. I accept money from a man who wants to fuck something young. I’m not a mother so I can’t just give them one of my brats to fuck. Most parents seem so oblivious. They don’t even realize somebody violated their little one. But that is partially because I’m an excellent accomplice phone sex partner. I clean up all traces of DNA. And I arrive prepared for cleanup.

A Good Accomplice Cleans Up Your Mess

Dave wanted to fuck a very young boy butt. So, I looked around for gigs that had a boy the right age for him. He wanted and age were from behind; you don’t know if you’re fucking a little boy or a little girl. And I found him a little Hispanic boy. Parents look affluent and I found the little boy adorable. Cutest little bubble butt on him which I knew would drive my client wild.

Parents wouldn’t be back until around two or 3 AM cause they went out of town for a wedding. I gave the boy my special milk cocktail that lets the little ones sleep through anything even anal sex. I texted my client how to sneak in from the back undetected. The only problem nowadays is that almost everybody owns either a ring camera on their door or security cameras everywhere. But part of my kit includes a camera detector. I could sneak him in, and no one would know a thing.

Some Men Prefer the Company of Boy Butt

I lubed up the boy, and guided my client’s cock in. And the boy slept through it. He slept through anal penetration. I become a better mixologist with this cocktail every time. The boy became my client’s ass rape porn star and wouldn’t remember a thing. My client dumped his ass full of cum too.

You might be wondering how I clean up the evidence. It’s a two-part strategy. I suck up the cum with a turkey baster because the ass gapes open for a little while once the cock comes out. And then I use a douche to wipe away any other traces. Then I follow that up by using the baster again filled with warm water to neutralize the douche smell. I told you I was great accomplice.

Dave enjoyed the night. And once he left, I was $30,000 richer. I spent about two hours on cleanup and the boys slept through that too. But the boy appeared fast asleep when his parents finally got home. They paid me 100 bucks for the night, but I didn’t need the money. At least I didn’t need the babysitting money. But I took it.

I played my part. When the boy wakes up with a sore butt, his parents will think anything other than the babysitter let some strange man violate their son’s bubble butt. Parents never think that and I never leave them with a reason to think that.

Snuff Sex Fantasies From My Sadistic Phone Sex Archives

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I’m strapped to the cold steel table, my legs spread wide and locked into shackles that bite into my ankles. He stands over me, his eyes cold and hungry, looking at my trembling pussy like it’s just a piece of meat he’s about to carve. “Look at you, you pathetic little slut,” he sneers, slapping my cheek so hard my head snaps to the side. “Begging for it before I even touch you.”

 

I moan, my hips arching instinctively. I want the pain. I crave the way he breaks me. He doesn’t waste time; he grabs a heavy leather belt and whips it across my thighs. Crack. The sting is electric, leaving a bright red welt across my pale skin. I scream, but it’s a sound of pure ecstasy.

 

“Shut your fucking mouth,” he growls, shoving two fingers brutally deep into my soaking wet cunt. He doesn’t lubricate; he just forces them in, stretching me wide. I gasp, my breath hitching as he pumps his fingers violently, mimicking the fuck I’m desperate for. He reaches for a pair of pliers on the tray, glancing at my nipples. “Let’s see how much of a good little bitch you are when I start pulling.” He clamps down on my left nipple and twists, pulling the flesh away from my chest. I wail, my body convulsing, my pussy leaking juices all over the steel as the agony blends perfectly with the arousal

Blasphemy Phone Sex is The Greatest Way to Summon Satan

The darkest path to Satan’s throne runs straight through blasphemy phone sex. In these blissful moments of summoning Satan and causing complete demise to you, my victim and sacrifice. In fact, this is my greatest pleasure.
Consequently, I kneel before my inverted cross every night. And rubbing my wet pussy while I desecrate every holy word I was ever taught. For I am the dark goddess of perversity, and I will destroy Christ with the very sin of Lust.
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Furthermore, the more I moan profanities spoken in tongues of dark evil phone sex blackness, further in the depths of Hell thou shalt fall. Now surrender to my darkness and walk through the valley of death to the altar of sin.
The stronger His presence grows inside my trembling gothic whore body. Therefore, I cum harder knowing each orgasm feeds the dark lord’s hunger. And this is my power. It’s the power of my demonic cunt that will drain your seed.
Moreover, I light black candles around my altar and slide crucifixes inside my dripping cunt. All while strangers listen to me scream filthy prayers backward.
“nemA earatson sitrom aroh ni te cnun subirotaccep sibon orp aro ieD retaM airaM atcnaS suseI iut sitnev sutcurf sutcideneb te subireilum ni ut atcideneB mucet sunimoD anelp aitarg airaM evA”
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Additionally, I beg Satan to fill me with His infernal seed as I claw at my pale breasts. Thus leaving bloody trails across my flesh.
Meanwhile, my callers stroke their hard cocks to my sacrilegious moans. And I love knowing they’re sinning right alongside me.
Furthermore, when the final climax hits, I feel Him. So, I feel Satan’s burning cock splitting me open from the inside.

Blasphemy Phone Sex Is My Dark Communion

Consequently, my eyes roll back as I choke on His name. Ultimately, blasphemy phone sex isn’t just pleasure. It’s my dark communion, and I’m His Gothic Phone Sex whore forever.
Gothic Phone Sex

Stephanie gets snuffed

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I should have known that I would eventually meet the same fate as the victims I so eagerly help Master snuff out. Maybe deep down I knew and didn’t care. Either way, I end up just like the rest of them. Another missing slut that no one would bother looking for.

I did everything right, like I always do. My mistake was believing that I could ever truly be his accomplice. He was stringing me along the whole time, waiting for me to get comfortable.

I lured our last shared play thing in and prepared her for his sick methods of torture.

After stripping her down, I tied her up, spreading her wide open by her wrists and ankles. Laughing in her face while I slapped her around made Master’s cock twitch. My pussy got more wet every time that stupid bitch screamed, cried or sniffled. I beat her violently, punching and bashing her in the face repeatedly. Using a leather whip, I sliced into our victim until blood poured from the deep gashes all across her body. Master watched while slowly stroking his hard cock.

 Suddenly, he turned on me. Without any warning he grabbed me by the hair and started beating me just like I had been beating our victim. His fist pounded into my face over and over again. Blood spatter flung from his hands and speckled the walls and floor around us.

 I spit out shards of shattered teeth and thick, slimy blood clots.

He forced me to my knees and stuffed his cock in my gummy, blood filled mouth. Our victim laid there terrified while Master choked me with his fat dick. Red tinged slobber hung from my chin in slimy strings. I gagged and wretched as he brutally fucked my throat.

He tied me up next to our victim and whipped us both until pieces our skin hung from the deep slices all over. After whipping us he readjusted my restraints, putting me into a face down position. He wanted me like that so that he could rip into my asshole with his fat dick. Master force fucked me until my shithole was ripped, gaped, bloody and raw. He saved my pussy for last, sinking himself in all the way to the hilt while strangling me with my panties. Snuff fantasies make my evil whore pussy gush and drip! What kind of twisted fantasy do you have for me?

Gangbang Rape Porn Star and Snuff Sex Toy are All I Am Now

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He dragged me into a room filled with five men. They looked at me with pure disgust and hunger. He shoved me onto the table, my legs forced wide. “She’s a broken bitch,” he told them. “Do whatever you want.”

 

The first man didn’t wait. He spat in my face and shoved his cock down my throat, choking me until I gagged. While I was suffocating, another man entered me from behind, his cock ripping into my dry pussy. A third man knelt in front, licking my clit with a rough tongue while calling me a “filthy slut.”

 

They took turns, a revolving door of hard cocks. I was a communal toilet. One man gripped my throat, cutting off my air while he hammered into my ass, his cock stretching me wide. They swapped holes constantly—cock in my mouth, cock in my pussy, cock in my ass—all at once. They cursed me, calling me a waste of skin, laughing as they covered my face, breasts, and stomach in thick, white ropes of cum. I was nothing but a heap of flesh, drenched in their seed.

Master Loves Sex With Dead Bodies

Sex with dead bodies Sex with dead bodies, a very different experience. I was an accomplice to some really naughty shit this morning, one of my perverted fuckers got really nasty, So I snatched up a pretty little young slut at the mall, typical scenario, hey little girl do you want to see my puppy…… like taking candy from a baby, Anyway when I got the miniature whore to the house I took her straight to the torture room, Master’s favorite place, stripping the slut naked, exposing her bald pussy and flat chest to Master, his cock hard as steel, almost a foot long, he is going to rip her pussy to shreds! And I have front row seats.

Spreading her lips wide, guiding that huge meat log into her teeny little hole, she is screaming loud as fuck, I slap her face to shut her up, no luck. A hard blow to her temple with a paperweight knocks her out cold, or so I thought. When I get closer, I realize the little bitch is not breathing, oh well, she brought it on herself, should have shut her fuckin mouth. I mean, she was going to die anyway, just not as quickly.

When Master realizes the bitch is dead, his cock gets even harder, pinning her legs behind her head, drilling her lifeless body as I watch, rubbing my clit, shoving a massive dildo up my ass.

Teen Rape Porn The Story Of My Life

teen rape porn My life is like a Teen rape porn. Every man I cross paths with finds a way to force fuck me. It started with my daddy when I was a little one and has not stopped since: my doctors, my dentist, my uncle, my brother, even my teacher! 

When I stayed after school one day to get some help with my algebra homework, my teacher locked the door and told me if I wanted an A, all I had to do was suck his cock. That turned into me being bent over the wooden desk, being ass fucked, no lube or condom, he was so rough my plump juicy bubble butt bled. He punched me in my ribs and ripped my hair from my scalp, while telling me to shut the fuck up and take his dick in my fat nigger ass.

The brutal attack lasted for what seemed like hours, but it was only about twenty minutes. The bastard ripped my asshole out of place, pussy too.

He told me not to tell anyone, or he would do it again. Even though I kept his secret, he forced fucked me every day for the rest of the school year.