It is time. College is back and it is rush week. Always a fun time. Drunk co-eds with no guards up are easy victims for me and daddy. We troll the houses watching for the lone drunk hot girl staggering on her way home. Daddy drops me off and I walk up to her and tell her I am with the campus to ensure she makes her way home safely. She blindly listens to me and follows me to the car where daddy is waiting. I throw her in the back seat and as she basically passes out daddy pulls out his cock. Suck me off darling he tells me. Like the good accomplice I am I lean over and deep throat him. We arrive and daddy picks her up and throws her over his shoulders and brings her in. Have some fun sweetheart he tells me. He sits in his chair and strokes his cock as he watches me have fun. Cutting off her clothes, sitting on her face and fucking her with a strap on. As I finger myself with her fingers, I bring myself to orgasm. I stick her cum covered fingers in my mouth and suck off my juices. Now daddy is rock hard and ready to play. What would you do to this hot passed out co-ed if you were here?
Tag: Sadistic phone sex
It Is Rush Week
Torture phone sex whore Stephanie
Tonight is the night that this dirty, little devil doll finally gets to live out her murderous dreams! I’ve been holding on to my newest victim for a few hours now, trying to decide what I should do to her first. She’s a tiny, young slut and I can’t decide just how I’m going to drag out her pain and suffering. I’ll sell this little bitch to the highest bidder, but you have to promise to make her scream for me. Those crying, pleading screams are what really get me hot! My panties are soaked by the time the pathetic screams stop. My callers think my torture phone sex calls are all part of my wicked fantasies. When we hang up, I’m right back to my dark ways of hunting down new prey. No one would expect this sweet, little whore to be the evil bitch that helps snatch up your little brats when you’re not paying attention, dragging them off to be tortured. I hear a little victim slut whimpering, time to go play!
I Am Not A Fucking Satanist
I get asked if I’m a slutty satanist, which couldn’t be farther from the truth. I worship the blood I spill from the veins of insolent whores and innocents. I pray to the screams and pleads my victims offer me. My divine is the final breath, that last pulsing heart beat, before I snuff out my prey. I’m a blood witch through and through, eager to come and butcher you, or with you if you’re the right type.
If you’re not, you’ll have to find out the hard way at the wrong end of my knife. I don’t like a quick snuff, I like a slow scene where I can lavish in the final breaths and baited instances of your complete failure to survive in this horrid world. I will be your Alpha and your Omega, and you will worship the carnage I leave behind in my wake.
Pride: torture sex edition
How can I use torture sex to rid someone of Pride you ask. The concept is easy enough. I have a fresh mind but believe that men and women have always been immoral and self-gratifying. The thoughts of Pride and how it can make a man go a little crazy makes my young cunt so wet. You guessed it, a sweet succulent girl on the verge of her own womanhood who thinks her shit doesn’t stink! Pride in the end would destroy her. Oh, but it’s me! I’M the one who would hurt her for you! I would help her with all thoughts of being better and foolishly thinking she had everything it took to be the best of the best.
Some bitches think they look so good that they can have everything they want in this world. It was the Same with Katy may. A young beautiful girl who flirted and teased all of her teachers, and most importantly used her body and flirty smile to get what she wanted from the male family members. Every day she looked at her body and weighed her food and worked out excessively. And every day she was a cock tease. You were fed up seeing your nieces milk her looks for money, cars and grades. She knew she had a hold on you the night this girl told you that you were a perverted old man, sealed her fate!
The very fact that you dreamed of her being in snuff movies dying at the end of some monstrous cock was enough to put me on the hunt! She was a bitch, a cunt, a stupid worthless person who only had a body and Angelic face.
It wasn’t hard to knock her out when she came calling at your door to flirt and be a cock tease some more. Uncle gave into everything. Tonight her uncle would give into his own sadistic phone sex longings. I washed her face with acid waking her right up! Oh how she screamed and when I gave her the mirror she said kill me now, My life’s over, But she didn’t mean it did she? Because she was begging for her life as I cut her perfect little tits right off and you sodomized her tight virgin ass and pussy. Too bad we had to slice her throat open impale her chest and let you fuck her thorax. All in the name of teaching her a deadly lesson. But I will never stop doing the dark work of eradicating useless young prideful bitches!
Fantasy phone sex will train you
So you call up fantasy phone sex thinking it is going to stay a fantasy, huh? Well, I got news for you. I’m willing to make you feel beyond ready to commit those dirty thoughts in your head. When you tell me you want to fuck your neighbor and want to give it to her raw and hide her dead body, I love it so much. I’m not about to tell you that’s too much actually I will encourage you. How will this vixen encourage you to go about that task, you ask? Well, I will slowly guide you and make you listen to me, do all kinds of tasks, and build you up to be my puppet. I’m your owner. I own your brain, and soon enough, you will be my slut on command.
Torture Phone Sex Addict
Have you ever found yourself whacking off to the thought of really hurting someone? I don’t mean just spanking them or pulling their hair. I mean REALLY causing bodily harm to them. Maybe you really would not do anything bad to someone in real life, or maybe you would. But either way, what you need to satisfy you in the moment is a torture phone sex call with me. I’m the perfect woman for you because I too have those kinds of fantasies and I don’t feel even a little bit bad about them. And baby, I’m not a kink shamer. We like what we like.
But I have a little secret to tell you. More often than not, I’m not the one doing the torturing in the fantasies that I have. I am usually the one who is being tortured, beaten, and sliced and diced. Do you want to know what it’s like to hear me scream and beg you to stop torturing me? You will get all of that and more when you call me for some torture porn. I’m ready and waiting for you. Do you think you can hurt me more than anyone else ever has?
Taboo Phone Sex Whore Even When Pregnant
Taboo phone sex is what I live for. I like to party and that brings out my freak side. I have always been a nasty freak. I love rough anal sex. I discovered it when I was pregnant. I was not a good mommy when I had my first bun in the oven. I was doing coke almost up until I went into labor. My husband of course would not give me a dime because he knew I would party while pregnant with our first-born son. I just learned to trade my holes for coke. Men love a pregnant whore. I remember this one encounter where I almost miscarriage. I was in my third trimester and needed coke so badly that I sold my pregnant holes to this this guy I met in a bar. He took me to his house and tied me up. He punched my lactating tits and drank my milk. I was worried he would punch my belly, but he did not go that far. He did, however, use me as his personal ass rape porn star. He tied me up and put me in a very awkward position so he could fuck me. He had me on all fours, but my neck was all twisted and my belly forced close up to my face, so my own titty milk was leaking in my face. He pounded my ass so hard I thought for sure even in my ass he was hitting my baby boy somewhere. My ass prolapsed and my water broke. I was not due for another month, so I thought for sure I would miscarry. He tossed me out in the alley and left me. I had to call 911. I also had to come up with some story about a stranger force fucking me because I was beat up with cum in my ass. It all turned out fine. My son is healthy and happy and now he fucks my ass whenever he wants.
Evil Killer Phone Sex
When I say you’ll have killer phone sex when you call me, I’m not just talking about the fact that it’s going to be freaking amazing. I literally mean we’re going to pick up an innocent young girl at the mall, on the side of the road, or wherever and we’re going to take her home and snuff her out. I know I sound pretty flippant about it…well, I guess I am. The life of that girl doesn’t matter one bit to me. All that matters are the feelings that I have when I’m watching the life drain from someone.
Do you think it would make your dick hard to watch me slice and dice a pretty young thing? I think we should put a ball gag in her mouth so she can’t scream when it starts to hurt too badly. I don’t want to hear her beg me to spare her life. That doesn’t do anything for me, except cause me major annoyance. I’d rather watch the fear in her eyes as she realizes there’s nothing she can do to stop me from doing the inevitable. If you have the same kinds of killer fantasies that I do, then we could get dark and twisted together.
Sadistic Phone Sex Accomplice
Sadistic phone sex is so much fun. For me at least. I love to torture and maim people. I am open to torturing anyone, age and gender do not matter to me. I am happy to kill just about any man, especially tools and tiny dick losers. But I take a sick pleasure in torturing little ones. I hate crotch fruit. Germy mouth breeders. I have made a name for myself on the dark web for helping men procure little sluts. I have a contact in the sex trafficking world. I often bring him little sluts I have used for other purposes because he knows how to make them disappear. That way I profit off the little whores twice. Once, when I sell to a P man like you to explore your rape phone sex fantasies. And once you have had your fun with the little whore, I sell them to my coyote friend. He then sells them to someone who wants a used up little slut as a personal sex slave. Most men buying sluts on the black market do not care if they are virgins or not. Any man who hires me, fucks the girl up pretty good before we either dispose of the corpse or sell her to my human trafficker pal. I had a little girl for a client last week that I made bank from. A little white girl goes for a premium price. My client paid me to find a blonde blue-eyed doll baby. He fucked her pussy and her ass. He used that little angel for days. He did not want to kill her. He left that to me. I did not care if she lived or died, but I figured why not sell her again? Make more money off her. I called my flesh peddler friend, and he was super excited to know I had a little young and white angel. He had a buyer. We negotiated a sweet price, and I sold the little whore again. If you want to turn a little doll baby into a snuff porn star, no problem. But if you just want to fuck her and be done, then I will profit off that sweet whore again.
Women Are Brutal When I am Their Ass Rape Porn Star
It is no secret that I am into ass rape porn. When you are a druggy whore, you do what you need to do to get a fix. My husband found out I was spending all our money on coke and he put me on a stingy budget. I am resourceful. I may not have any skills outside the bedroom, but I know how to barter. I trade pussy and ass for coke, weed and molly. Whatever I can get, I trade. Most days, I am desperate, which means I will do anything, no matter how extreme. Honestly, it is amazing that I am still alive. I have been in some risky situations before. Men can be brutal, but no one is as rough on a woman as another woman. There is a female dealer in town. She is a brutal lesbian. When I cannot get any blow from the male dealers, she will always give me some, but it always costs me. Two nights ago, I needed coke and she was the only game in town. I had to let her band of sadistic lesbo dealers do whatever they wanted to me. They wanted to gape my asshole. It was pure anal torture sex. Fists and fingers in my asshole pulling and gaping me apart. Long fingernails scratching my insides. They pulled my hair and spit on me. They rammed fists in my ass, sometimes two at a time. I tried to think about the coke. One of the dykes from hell put Ben Gay all over her hands and fisted me. My asshole was burning, and I was crying and begging for mercy. None given. They just grabbed whatever they could find and fucked my ass that way. Men are brutal with a dirty whore like me, but women are the cruelest creatures on earth. They know how to make me cry.