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Taboo phone sex with Priest Pedro P-daddy confessions

Taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex with the Priest who likes little girls and boys. I fuck him up and make him pay for his sins!

As the night went on Father Pedro’s confessions grew more lurid and his secret desires became increasingly clear. I knew he had a taste for young victims and now, with him trapped in this situation, I could make him pay for his sins. 

Taboo phone sex with Priest Pedro P-daddy confessions

This little whore smirked as I watched him squirm with shame and embarrassment, knowing that I had the upper hand. He begged me to stop, but I knew he couldn’t resist my power. I reveled in his fear and humiliation as I took pleasure in punishing him.

His voice trembled as he spoke, his words a mix of guilt and lust. “I never thought I’d say this to anyone, let alone a Violent phone sex teen like you. There are temptations too great for me to resist, and I just can’t walk away from them. I fantasize about hurting little girls and boys, and I know it’s wrong.”

Knowing he was spouting more than I wanted, I pulled what he was really doing to those doll faced slutkins! 

I leaned closer to the phone, my voice dripping with Evil. “You’re not going to get away with this, Father. No one is safe from your desires. You’re going to pay for what you’ve done, and I’m going to make sure of it.”

Father Pedro begged, and he tried to stammer out a plea. “Please, I didn’t mean to be so sick in the head. I just… I just needed someone to talk to. I never intended to act on these brat fuckin Snuff porn thoughts.”

My heart hardened at his desperation, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the power I had over him. “You’re a sick man, Father. But you know what? I can play your game too. I’ll make you suffer for the things you’ve done.”

My imagination started to run wild as I thought about the ways I could make him pay. The image of a little girl or boy wrapped in chains, his eyes filled with terror and tears, flashed before my eyes. I could see their innocence tainted by the hands of a twisted man like Father pedro

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Cannibalism phone sex is not too extreme for me!

Cannibalism phone sex Cannibalism phone sex is not too extreme for me! I crave the taste of human flesh, the succulent texture of fresh meat, and the thrill of the hunt. I’m a cannibal, and I’m not ashamed to admit it. In fact, I revel in it. The taste, the texture, the aroma – it’s all so intoxicating. 

My Master is the one who turned me into this insatiable, flesh-eating whore. He saw something in me that no one else did, and he knew I was destined for a life of debauchery and depravity. He took me under his wing, and I’ve been his loyal whore ever since.

I love to eat the flesh of a freshly killed whore while my Master’s cock is in my ass. The feeling of his thick, throbbing member pounding away at my tight asshole is indescribable. It’s like a drug, and I can’t get enough of it. As he fucks me, I feed like a wild animal, tearing into the flesh of my fellow whores. The taste of their blood and the texture of their flesh send me into a frenzy of pleasure and ecstasy.

Our Snuff sex is  so hot! When I feed him his favorite parts of a whore’s body, I bite that sweet little pussy off and spit it into his mouth. He loves it when I do that, and it only makes him fuck me harder. I can feel his cock swelling inside me, and I know he’s close to cumming. My Master knows how much I love to eat brains, and he always saves the best for me. He’ll fuck me hard and deep, and the skull fuck the whore until he explodes. The best part is when he pulls out and let me feast on his cum and the brains of the whore he just fucked

 I love being a horny little zombie. It’s like I’m consuming their very essence, their thoughts, their desires, and their fears. I can feel their life force coursing through me, and it only makes me more ravenous for more. I can feel the warmth of her blood on my tongue, and I savor every last bite. It’s a life of depravity, and it’s what I deserve. So, if you’re ever in the mood for a hot, evil cannibal whore, look no further than me, Marley. I’ll give you the ride of your life, and I’ll make sure you never forget it. Just remember, I’m not your typical whore. Call for yummy Taboo phone sex, lets eat, daddy!

 

 

Snuff Sex And A Young Butchered Girl For Wicked Motives

He answered my ad on the Black Market classifieds. The Snuff Sex meat of your liking, I am your Huntress and butcher. With the arrangements made and the money in my account the fun was good to go.

Evidently this man had some super filthy desires after seeing his daughter mutilated and murdered in a college frat house Massacre. The image was vivid in his mind. He had a picture from the scene.

His young teen daughter was in the wrong place. At the wrong time. She snuck out and ended up used to her demise. And this man was was her step-daddy and he had always wanted to take her sweet young pussy.

Obviously, Hectar needed some prey I bring to him to match her body type and hair color. And for me, That’s easy. I found the perfect little slut. She was drugged up as per his wishes and tied to a bed.

Once my client came into the room, and he had his way with her. At this time I just watched as he checked over her young sweet little pale body. Soon he was taking his dick out and a shotgun. Snuff sex is so exciting.

Finally, As he held the gun to her head he shoved his p-daddy cock inside her virginal cunt. Then after a few thrusts he blew his load and blew her brains out. The mess was glorious.

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Accomplice Phone Sex Fantasy Calls Allow Us to Go Down the Rabbit Hole

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex can be our dirty secret. I love to help men explore their depravity. Perhaps, even take them on a journey down the rabbit hole. And I love my party guys. Whatever your drug of choice is, I bet it fills your mind with taboo thoughts, right? And I party some too. A lot of weed. And sometimes some old-fashioned noise candy mixed in for fun.

Mike and I went down the rabbit hole of young girls last night. So, I acted like that devil on his shoulder, encouraging him to do bad things to the little cock tease next door. Get this. She is a hot teen slut and a cheerleader too. She jumps on her trampoline with no spanks on under her cheerleader skirt so her handsome older neighbor can see her bald pussy.

But she wants him. Why else show her bald cunt to him? Although she may not understand the world of trouble she brought upon herself. And that is okay. Lessons girls need to learn early on. Mike’s rape phone sex fantasies for this teen whore turned more violent with me as his accomplice. We did a fantasy roleplay where he asked her to come in the house. From there, I helped bind and gag her so she could not escape.

If You Force Fuck a Young Bitch, I Will Encourage You to Snuff Her Too

But once he began fucking her, he began to worry about her telling some one what he did to her. Easy fix for that I told him. Kill her. Dead bitches tell no lies. So, we began fantasizing how to kill the little whore. He shared his violent fantasies with me. However, I think I inspired him to go darker when I suggested a few ways to kill her.

One of the first things I suggested resembled a suffocation phone sex call. I wanted to sit on her face while he fucked her. Smother her with my pussy. Maybe even let him fuck her after my pussy dimmed her light. The great thing with me as your accomplice is that nothing is off limits. We can go down any rabbit hole you want!

Knife Play Phone Sex Rids the World of Losers

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex because I can. As a dominant Goth babe, I always carry a knife or two or four with me. You never know when you may need to defend yourself, or someone else. And if you are me, you never know when you may need to kill or castrate some annoying loser.  This town seems full of them. Perhaps, the world is just overflowing with dumb fucks. And I do my best to kill all the dumb fucks I encounter.

I almost killed a dumb fuck last night. He came into a Goth bar and started telling us we would all burn in hell because we have Satan in our hearts. This dumb ass thinks Goth babes denounce God because we sport tats and piercings and dress in black. Narrow minded loser. I renounce everything. Including some dick cheese telling me I am going to hell. So, I acted like I needed saving so he would take me somewhere to preach the gospel of some old dead white guy to me.

I am Always Armed with Knives to Torture Dumb Fucks

Blasphemy sex can be hot, but I did not fuck him. I don’t fuck losers. However, I did cut his tongue out with one of my knives to shut him the fuck up. This loser appeared to be one of those Westboro Baptist church followers who thinks most of us are going to hell. I decided to send him to hell first. Once I cut out his tongue and fed it to a coyote, I cut off his balls too. Don’t want him procreating and raising little assholes.

Although I should have sliced him up in little pieces, I let him live. Only because he cannot spew his ignorance anymore nor can he produce any more evil spawn. He can be an example to his brethren of what happens when you spew your shit to the wrong bitch. Can I just tell you how much I wanted to kill this loser? He may still end up in one of my snuff porn videos. But for now, he will be a dickless mute wonder.

Some Accomplice Phone Sex Jobs I Want More Than Others

accomplice phone sexHe needed an accomplice phone sex partner. And I practically begged for the gig. Sometimes, on the dark web, you can bid on jobs. Not the highest bidder sort of thing. But a competition to see who the best accomplice might be for the job. Since I appeared to be the only female wanting the job, I used my sexy body to get chosen.

If you get my help with a murder job and get to fuck me, that’s like a double win. But I wanted the job so badly because I knew the target. My client wanted help killing a man I recognized as a friend of my father’s. The man used me as his ass rape porn star when I was just a little girl. I begged him to help me escape the hell hole I grew up in, but he just took advantage of me like my daddy did. Although it is never smart to mix business with pleasure, I needed this gig. I wanted closure.

I did not care why my client wanted to kill this man. Likely he screwed him over in business. But I did some research. He sexually assaulted his daughter, but the police never pursued charges because she admitted to being drunk when it happened. I would get revenge for her. And for me too. He had no clue who I was. I changed my appearance quite a bit since he last saw me. When I met him at a sleazy dive bar, he took him home. Not to my home, but to my client’s summer home in the woods.

Men Fall for My Charms Often Making Them Easy Prey

I drugged him with just a little oxy dust on my boobs. We tied him up and woke him up. Although I never told him who I was, I wanted to tell him. My client needed revenge. He needed justice for his daughter. Cock and ball torture sex seemed fitting. So, I carved up his cock. Took his balls too. But I made him feel everything. I suggested I peg his ass raw too. He needed to know what it feels like to get fucked against your will.

The little bitch cried. Cried! Of course, I did cut his cock off and shoved it down his throat. After hours of torture, we killed him. Let him bleed out on the bed. We fed his body in bits to the alligators. If any of his remains are found, it will look like a drunk man got too close to the edge of the swamp and fell in or a gator just snatch him. However, I doubt any of his remains will be found. Those gators looked hungry. Double revenge and I got paid. Best day ever.

Torture Sex Made James My Sex Slave for Life

torture sexI use torture sex to control my slaves. However, James did not know that. He thought we met at a bar and had a connection. But I don’t form love connections. Men are my cunt slaves. They serve me. Not the other way around. Although James appeared eager to please, I think he wanted a more reciprocal relationship. Maybe even a boring vanilla one. But I had other plans for him.

I let him follow me home. But only I knew he would never leave. I made him a strong cocktail and slipped into something sexier. He checked out my Gothic home. Although, he would need to wait to see my dungeon. My sex slaves need to work for me when ever I want. However, James seemed to not understand my terminology. I did not say boyfriend. I said slave. Slaves do not have any freedom. As he worshiped my cunt, he talked about work and family. And I laughed. He will never leave my castle. Never.

But James needed more convincing. So, I took him down to my dungeon. That is where I break my slaves. And I use any means necessary. If he would not conform to my desires, I’d make him a snuff porn star instead of a sex slave. James thought this was some sort of game. But I do not play games. Instead, I break men and shape them into loyal sex slaves and cunt worshipers. I strung him upside down as my first order of business. As I spun him around, he got a head rush.

Some Slaves Need Torture Before They Dedicate Their Lives to Me

I stood on a stool and ordered my slave to eat my pussy and ass. Even strung upside down, he still thought this was a game and he would go to work in the morning. I broke out the heavy artillery. Whips, chains, restraints, a strapon and a cattle prod. For hours, I beat him. Shocked him too. 

His body looked like I dragged him along a gravel road tied to the back of my truck. But he still did not understand the assignment. So, I put a castration band around his nuts. I castrate all my sex slaves. Their sexual pleasure does not matter. They exist to service me. And that is the only thing they will do under my control.

But I use the castration band to help reduce the testosterone in my slaves. Makes them less squirrely and more manageable.  Although James did not understand my use of the castration band, he soon realized his fate as a eunuch slave. As his balls turned blue and eventually black from the lack of circulation, he knew castration phone sex would be inevitable.

Some sex slaves submit immediately to me and dedicate their lives too me. Others require lots of pain first. Eventually James gave in. Realized he would spend the rest of his life living in a dog cage and only coming out when I need my cunt or ass serviced. I did not need to cut off his balls, but he left me no choice. Some great cunt slaves are born. However, others, like James, I must make.

Ass Rape Porn Star’s Son Batters Her Fuck Holes for a Live Stream

ass rape pornWhen my oldest son comes to visit, I know he needs his ass rape porn mommy. But I also know that I will get a ton of coke too. Like the premium coke out of Columbia. Sometimes, I swear his father must be Pablo Escobar because he brings me huge bags of coke that fill a bowl.

When he arrived, this time I remembered to take my teeth out. His fans enjoy watching an old toothless hag gum a cock. If I had not remembered, my boy would have punched my face so hard that my teeth flew out of mouth. He still smacked my face hard. However, he always avoids my sniffer. When he pushed my face in the coke, I came back up looking like one of those Kabuki women from Japan. My face turned ash white.

While I snorted enough coke to give a cow a heart attack, my boy whipped me for his streaming audience. However, he did not use a whip or a belt. He used a metal chain. And that felt like torture sex, even as high as I was. He made me dance for him. And as my old body gyrated around, he used the chain to wrap around my waist and pull me back towards him for a sucker punch.

My Son Loves to Abuse His Old Mommy Whore for Your Pleasure

But he had only just begun our live stream session. I felt the coke numbing my body, which I always need when my boy pays me a visit. He forced me down on all fours so I could gape and prolapse my asshole for his viewing audience. He assisted by putting fingers and a fist up my asshole. Somehow, he got elbow deep in my ass. My prolapse turned into his cock sleeve. He sucked on my prolapse too. For a moment, it felt like my prolapsed asshole got caught in a bear trap.

But he really wanted to fuck my prolapsed asshole. The chimes came in from the viewers at home as he fucked my hanging asshole. He even pissed in it too which increased the dings. Folks enjoy a son abusing his mother’s asshole. But he had just begun the pain. If I had not been so fucked up on cocaine, I would have sworn I was starring in a snuff porn. But my son would never kill his cash cow.

When he broke out the brass knuckles, I panicked a bit. But he let me bury my face in the cocaine again. So, I know he loves me. A few punches to the back of the head with his trusty brass knuckles, and I was seeing stars. He zip tied my boobs until they looked black and blue. He punched my old funbags too. As I writhed around in his piss on the floor, he punched every inch of my body with those brass knuckles. All but my nose.

My Boy Will Punch Every Inch of My Body But My Sniffer

At one point I passed out. I woke up with him dragging me around by my prolapsed asshole. I smelled like a urinal. And I looked like something out of a horror movie. I was covered in my blood, his piss and lots of coke. He banged my already battered body against the wall and the furniture. When he thought I had enough, he forced me face down and ass up. I could hear the chimes.

As he fucked my prolapsed asshole, he smashed my head repeatedly into the ground. He would pull my head back towards him and take turns punching the back of my head and my face with his brass knuckles. If I had not already lost my teeth, surely, I would have in that moment.  After he came in my ass, he broke out the steel bat. He pretended to be in spring training and took the bat to my prolapse like it was a ball he needed to hit out of the park.

But he took that bat to my head, tits and ribs too. When our live stream concluded, I could not see or hear much. My eyes swelled close. Every inch of me appeared covered in bruises. I smelled like a urinal. And I could only crawl. But my boy loves me. Gave me enough coke to last the week for my troubles.

Teen Rape Porn Accomplice Ready to Help You Destroy Young Holes

teen rape porn If you watch teen rape porn, you have likely seen some of the ones I helped make. However, the ones I assist on usually can only be found on the dark net. But I don’t mind that my work ends up there. Of course, we do not use our real names on the dark web. Sometimes law enforcement surfs the dark web to catch the idiots who use ips linked to them or their real names. However, most of us folks on the dark web appear savvy.

I meet men in dark web chat sites often. We get a relationship going and often spark a plan. Riley wants to fuck this girl who is best friends with his niece. She is a hot teen slut and a cock tease. I told him that I am an excellent accomplice and would love to help him explore his rape phone sex fantasies. He agreed to meet. It took me awhile to plan it. But I mapped out the girl’s routine. Stalked her social media and played to her desire to become famous.

I lured her to a dingy little trailer I own that’s perfect for teen porn, even snuff flicks. Once she arrived at my trailer, she knew I was no influencer looking to build my brand ambassadors. But by then it was too late. Riley was there in a hockey mask to help me restrain her. I did all the talking so she would not recognize his voice. We tied the whore down and then Riley took over while I filmed.

I Love Helping Men Like You With Their Rape Fantasies

Honestly, I felt jealous. Riley’s cock appeared massive for a white man. And he railed inside this girl’s tiny holes. Gaped her asshole. He even prolapsed it. I got a closeup of it. And I chimed in that I would make her infamous as jailbait fuck meat on the dark net. We destroyed her holes.

She may be able to identify me, but I covered my tracks and disguised my looks. Plus, I told her that I know where she lives and where she goes. So, if she did not want to be a snuff porn star, she better not say a word to anyone. I think I put some fear in her. So did Riley. And she has no clue how close danger will always be to her from now on.

Bloody Phone Sex with a Creative and Violent Killer

bloody phone sexI put the bloody in bloody phone sex. Personally, I detest killing if I cannot make a mess. Some folks might consider me a psychopath, but I see myself as an artist. I paint the walls and the floors with my victim. Part of it is me just being dramatic. But most of it I view as creative license with the human body.

This guy Michael hired me to kill him. I know, who would hire someone to kill them when they could swallow some pills or something. But Michael got himself in hot water with a jailbait girl. And the truth would come out sooner or later. Not only did he not want to go to prison, but he also did not want to saddle his family with the embarrassment and financial burden that comes with court and prison.

He acted kind of noble in a way. Hire me for killer phone sex, and his family gets his life insurance because he got murdered. And no legal proceedings to drag them through the mud. But I knew that I could not dispose of his body. I had to kill him and leave the body to be found so the life insurance would pay off. And I needed to make the murder look like a man did it and while his wife had an alibi. The police always look at the spouse when someone dies from murder.

I Love to Make a Bloody Mess When I Kill

But I am an excellent killer. And I went all out on this kill. As much as I wanted to castrate him for shits and giggles, I refrained. Sexual mutilation of the cock screams female culprit. So, I bludgeoned him to death with a baseball bat. His brain matter sprayed me and the walls. I did this in a no tell motel. But I drugged him first so he would not feel his skull crushing. The motel will be scrubbing his bone and brain matter off the stucco walls for ions.

After I was done, it looked like over kill. And I staged it to look like a robbery. The drugs I used will show up in his system, but the cops will think someone drugged him at one of the bars he stopped at first. I even paid a guy to rent the room under an alias. This is not a fancy place with cameras and the guy I paid appeared so strung out he won’t remember me or what he did for me.

Too bad I couldn’t take pictures of the crime scene. One of my best snuff sex encounters yet. And I won’t get credit for it either.  But I did my job, took his money and his family will be better off. Win win all around.