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Babysitter Phone Sex Made Daddy Do it!

Babysitter Phone SexI was feeling a little rebellious against my cruel old man so I started doing babysitter phone sex when the tots fell asleep. I didn’t mind the extra money but having fantasy phone sex was my only escape from the torture sex and snuff porn daddy got me addicted to. I’d be all alone babysitting when I’d take calls in secret, quietly making guys cum to the dirtiest roleplay phone sex while the brats were knocked out. One time daddy came home and caught me having killer phone sex, he was beyond angry at me for being such a little whore. He beat me senseless right in the middle of my call, I had blood in my mouth from how hard he slapped me. I had no idea what he would do next, I tried to fight him but that only made him angrier. Daddy kicked me in the gut before he stormed up the steps and dragged the sweet little girl I was watching from my bed. He woke her up with his cock in her mouth before force fucking her little bald cunt right in front of me!

I am known for Evil phone sex but I am sadistic in real life

Evil phone sexMy best friend’s dad made a great pet.. He hit on me, so I totally took advantage of him! The fucking pervert thought it was okay to grope my tits in the pool.. As soon as I got the chance I had my way with him. I spent the night over her place.. I made sure to pack a whip, leash and a sexy garter set with my leather thigh high platform boots, to seduce him..

Around 4AM I  went strutting in the darkness into his bedroom.. I whipped the chain leash across his body while he laid beneath nothing but thin sheets.. I heard the impact of the chain as it split his pale skin… He woke up to Snuff porn playing in the background and me holding a shock collar in my hand.. I whispered bitch get down, we can handle this the easy way or the hard way.. Of course, the fucking losers cock was rock hard..

He hadn’t even realized the pain he was going to endure.. He seemed a bit shocked, when seeing a girl on the flat screen behind me dangling from the ceiling fan, with bruises all over her body! I attached the shock collar very tightly to his neck and let him know if he even pleaded or in anyway screamed loudly, I would shock the fuck out of him.. I attached the leash and had him get down on his knees.. I hovered my pussy over his face and forced him to eat.. Snuff porn

He gasped for air while I nearly suffocated him with my cunt! The fucker wanted a piece of my kitty so I gave it to him. He probably should have considered my kinks.. I am certain he had no idea what I was into.. Aside from the fact I dressed like an emo chick.. He probably thought I was just young and naïve.. Troubled and he was going to take advantage of me.. Well, he learned his fucking lesson didn’t he? He probably should have considered troubled means trouble!

I dug my fingernails into his cock and jacked him, scratching his dick and making his cock bloody. The more he silently cried the worse things got! I am not one to fuck with, the only way I am getting off is if we are having Torture sex.. He came so hard to the point he popped a vessel.. Not only was his dirty dick bleeding from the deep lacerations in his whimsy piece of meat, but his load was a mixture of blood and semen.

The only part of him that got a taste of my young cunt was that dirty mouth of his.. That he should consider keeping shut! I am far from a victim so always expect to be one or find one we can mistreat together! I can be your hot accomplice or your mistress in charge, but not for one second will I be belittling myself for a man. Call me up for the most creative evil phone sex you will ever have! 

Fantasy Phone Sex Lets Us Explore Our Darker Desires

fantasy phone sexFantasy phone sex is just that. Fantasy. Never feel guilty about your darker fantasies. I have an active imagination. The bloodier and gorier a fantasy is, the wetter my cunt becomes. This guy I am seeing calls me his gore whore. I am one too. I do not know how I got like this, but I guess my violent past as a slave and my love for horror movies helped create this gore whore. My man and I were watching some snuff flicks over the weekend. One of them was very violent. Lots of blood and gore. Those are aphrodisiacs for me. I was horny as fuck and wanted to have snuff sex. We fucked while images of bloody dismembered girls flashed on the screen. I wanted the real thing. Not just snuff fantasy. My man recognized the hunger in my eyes. A hunger that his massive cock could not quench alone. We went hunting. He likes to fuck and hurt young girls. Before we met, I knew who he was. I had been warned many times to stay away from him or he would take me down a rabbit hole of darkness. I was a moth to his flame because I never mind falling down a rabbit hole of darkness. He is the best fuck of my life because he is so sadistic and sick. His mind matches mine. We found a barely legal drunk girl. Gave her a ride. She was too drunk to realize we were not her Uber. We drove her to his place. She thought we were going to have a kinky threesome. We did, just not the kind she was thinking. I slit her throat as my man fucked the life out of her. Her bright red blood cascaded over her big tits and down to her shaved cunt. Her blood became lube for my man’s hard cock. He kept fucking her after most of her blood had run out of her body. She was lifeless, but he kept fucking her. Sex with dead bodied is his thing and I love to be a part of it because I am his gore whore.

Snuff Phone Sex Sundays

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex Sundays are the best. While many folks are at church, I am out killing hypocrites. There is this local preacher who has been on my radar for years. He has these ads pretty much saying any woman who gets an abortion, or takes the morning after pill is going straight to hell. I found out recently that he has a few fuck trophies in town that his wife did not birth. A chance encounter with a young woman gave me all the fuel I needed to kill this mother fucker. He is fucking young women behind his family’s back. He has knocked up at least one but is not paying a cent for his bastard. I have wanted to kill his judgmental pious ass for a while, but I have not had a way into his world that would not get me pegged as the number one suspect when he was dead. This girl was my in though. She became my accomplice phone sex partner. We plotted his murder together. She has been trying to get him to give her money so she can support his son, but he ghosted her. He is living better than anyone in his congregation. He deserved to die. In his death, my accomplice could sue his estate for money since she can prove with DNA that she had his bastard son when she was just a teen girl.

She arranged a meeting with the dick preacher. I was happy to be the one he met so she could have an air tight alibi for his murder. When he arrived, he had $500. That was all he was going to give her when he lives in a million-dollar home. I wanted to shank him immediately. What a glebe, dismissive asshole. Honestly, I wanted him to be my snuff porn victim, but I decided to castrate him instead. Make sure he can never impregnate another young girl then ghost her too. I used a rusty blade to cut off his balls, and a cast iron skillet to cauterize the wound. I told him I would kill him and take his cock too if he missed one payment to Sarah. We had a come to Jesus moment where I made it clear that if he missed a single payment he would meat his maker. I think since I was holding his balls in my hand, he knew I was not fucking around. I should have killed him, but Sarah needs money now. Suing an estate can take years to see any money. He is worth more to her alive than dead. I neutered the horn dog, so he can stop spreading his hypocritical seed.  This was an act of charity. I now literally have the preacher’s balls in a jar. He is lucky to be alive.

Snuff movies are more exciting when you are the killer

Snuff moviesWhat would you say is worth more than gold? My daddy always said tight little pussies.. When he found out I was being molested by my uncle he tortured him for his most prized possession! Every St. Patrick’s day brings back the gruesome memory of that night after the parade where my uncle brought me into the shed out back and dismantled my single digit pucker.. He was drunk out of his mind and clearly wasn’t thinking straight!

He was belligerent and had confessed his addiction to Ass rape porn and how he would always think about tearing my asshole apart whenever he stroked. I remember standing there as he wrapped his belt around my mouth making it almost impossible for me to cry out for help.. My hands were balled up in front of my pale face and my eyes were open wide..

He ripped off my clothing and bent me over an old spare tire. He spanked me and left his manly handprints all over my rear-end.. I remember the sound as he inhaled deeply, whiffing the scent of my cotton panties.. Right before he dragged his cock down my ass crack and ripped through my tiny little asshole..  My anus was sore and bloody… I had even pissed all over myself!

Daddy didn’t come soon enough, he heard me whimpering and managed to find me leaking bloody cum with my uncle passed out next to me… That was the first time I had ever witnessed death outside of Snuff movies..  That was also the last time I ever saw my uncle with a pulse.. Daddy even made me get my revenge on him!

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I committed my first murder with my own father. He handed me an ax and told me to do it.. I remember squeezing my eyes shut as I dropped the ax on my uncle’s neck and the feeling of his blood splattering all over my naked body.. The taste of his blood that I licked off of my bottom lip and the look of satisfaction my daddy had in his eyes! My bloody phone sex fetish stems from my true life experiences.

Snuff Porn Stars Can Survive Life if They Have Street Smarts

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Snuff porn stars can survive life if they are smart. I do not have book smarts. I never finished high school. But, I do have street smarts and that makes me ahead of the game in the circles I travel. I ran into an old snuff director that I had an acrimonious relationship with. The guy damn near killed me once because he liked the way I bled on film. His only problem was that I was not his to kill. I was on loan from a man who would kill him if he killed his prized pony. I am no longer owned by that master. I am a free agent, so when I ran into Trevor in an innocuous setting, I feared he might try to kill me again. I was in a coffee house of all places. I met him 15 years ago, but men like him never forget the one who got away. He approached me, and I knew it was game on. He recognized me and he wanted to pick up where we left off. When he started talking, I told him I was in the teen rape porn business now. I spoke with confidence, and explained to him that I could bring him something younger, and better than me. He reminded me that he has eyes everywhere, and knows where I live. I took some solace in the fact that he has not killed me yet. I brought him a young teen whore the very next day. I knew where he made his movies. I was scared. I mean a snuff director is not a man who can be trusted to keep his word. He liked the blonde bimbo cheerleader I brought him. She was just some dumb cock tease who thinks her shit does not stink. The next day, her picture was plastered all over the news. When a pretty white teenage girl goes missing, the entire world is looking for her. A brown or black girl goes MIA, no one cares. I took a risk luring this girl to her death, but it was her or me. I had to give Trevor his pound of flesh. Trevor makes real snuff movies, so that little blonde, white bitch will never be found. I survived to live another day, and that is always my goal.

Snuff Movies Do Not Always Go As Planned with Me as Your Accomplice

snuff moviesI am in the business of making snuff movies. Sometimes, I make them for personal pleasure. Sometimes, I make them because I was paid to make them for someone like you. I enjoy making both. Sometimes, however, like this week, I throw a monkey wrench in a man’s plans because he is the one who should be dead. I am no women’s libber or anything like that. Honestly, I hate most women. I hate most people. I did not like Clint. He was my client. Something about him just rubbed me the wrong way. He was egotistical and a narcissist. He wanted his wife killed because she cheated on him. I have killed someone for less. I rarely look a gift horse in the mouth, but the more I listened to him ramble on about why his wife needed to die, the more annoying he became. All I could think about was making him the star of a snuff porn. When I met the woman who I was hired to kill, she was not surprised to see me in her house. She did plead for her life, but not in a typical way though. She doubled what Clint paid me to kill him instead. She had big brass balls and I sort of liked it. I asked her to tell me the truth about her ex. She confirmed everything I was thinking. Because I liked Tiffany and loathed Clint, I took the same fee that Clint paid me. We staged her death, so I had pictures. I can make some decent deep fakes. Then she came with me to kill Clint. When I arrived at this no tell motel for the rest of my money, Tiffany surprised her husband. The victim was now my accomplice phone sex partner and her husband is now dead. I lent her some of my big ostentatious knives and she slaughtered him as good as I could have. She had lots of rage built up in her. I understood. I knew him less than 24 hours and wanted to kill him. Now, I have a bad ass new friend who is coming into a lot of money, and a tool of a man is dead in a sleazy hotel. You can hire me to kill for you, but I might decide I like your victim more than you. It is a risk you take with me.

Snuff sex with our inbred little

Accomplice phone sexIt wasn’t intentional, she choked on his cum to death! Me and my crooked brother love rounding up little twits and murdering them.. We’ve always been the outcasts of the family! Nobody ever cared for us and we sort of were left tending to each other’s needs.. As he got older his needs became more intense.. He obviously was a fucking freak and I was no different than him.. We understood that we were the only ones that were going to love and understand one another the way we did..

We started having sex in grade school to the sight of him ripping my dolls heads off and coloring on them with red marker.. We would have them dangle from the ceiling like they were hung and left to croak! Eventually as did his needs our fantasies intensified too.. The start to our third generation was a sweet inbred whore..

I had an at home birth. Nobody ever knew she existed! She was sort of just like some fuck doll for daddy and I… We would torment her and fist her cunt! My brother would have her latch onto his cock like a baby bottle and we would giggle as she choked on his thick creamy loads. The day came as we expected, her worthless 30lb body gave out due to the torture sex we were having with her.. We had just got through twisting her nipples with pliers and making her scream like she was dying.. My brother had his cock shoved up her ass fucking her anal and I was using her broken arm to masturbate.. As per usual my brother always enjoyed having her gnaw on his cock.. Snuff porn

As she grew older we pulled every tooth out of her mouth so he could still get that gum feeling he enjoyed.. That was the night he shot his final load into her throat.. She started choking for the last time.. He became pissed off and started punching her chest.. Suddenly her eyes began to roll to the back of her head. It was like watching a live snuff porn.. It almost didn’t seem real.. She started foaming out of the mouth! The twit passed away.. Daddy rammed his cock inside of her lifeless pussy and used my warm goth cunt to heat his dick back up..

I never knew a dead body could turn a cumload to slush.. I sucked the slushy cum load out of her cunnie and hawked it all over her ugly fucking face! We didn’t bother burying her, she didn’t deserve a ceremony.. We instead threw her in the dumpster where she belonged! Hes been trying to breed me again while we watch Teen rape porn! I cant wait to torture the next one.. What do you think boy or girl? 

Bloody Phone Sex: Aching as it runs down my thigh…

Bloody Phone SexI got myself into a bloody phone sex mess. I can’t help but get myself into this trouble all the time. My pussy is dripping wet, I know I must have gotten fucked hard and thrown away wet. When I reach back to my soar ass I can feel the end of a baseball bat, broken and still inside. I wince as I remove the object that sodomized me quickly, feeling a stream of blood running down my thighs. As I bring myself to my feet, I feel my tennis shoes still in my place with my white cotton panties covered in fluids wrapped around my ankles. I pull my panties up and take inventory of my top half. I didn’t want to attract the attention of good samaritans before I could make it home and stitch myself up. My breast were slices across the top, they were spilling out of my blood-soaked white bra. My white shirt buttons were torn open. The blouse drenched in my own blood was sure to draw the peeping eye. However, my black jacket was still on and able to be zipped up. Once I was home I cleaned myself up and went to bed. It was then in my dreams I realized what had just happened. 

I was walking home from school, simple enough. I had my AirPods in because I wasn’t on anyone’s shit list this week so I was cool to walk home safe, or so I thought. There was a puppy, how silly of me, but I had to stop and make sure everything was alright with him. That is when I was picked up around my waist by a rather large gentleman. With his free hand, he put a cloth over my mouth. This knocked out my small screaming body, as I kicked and flaked trying to get free of my capture. I was barely conscience as he brought me to his large group of friends. They poured alcohol down my throat and slashed and stabbed me with their blades to keep me awake for them. I was a barely alive fleshlight, my holes used to please their hard throbbing members. As I tried to push them off of me my arms were like drugged-up spaghetti, barely able to resist. Once I finally fell out from taking so much violent dick they attempted to penetrate me with the bat to wake me up. I was so responsive that they were able to break it inside of me without me coming back. Of course, they assumed I was a goner, throwing me into the woods where someone else would find me. Lucky for them I lived, and I kinda liked it.

Accomplice Phone Sex Brings You Fresh, Young Meat to Fuck

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex is my new gig, but guys still call to abuse me. I get that. I am a blonde bimbo sex doll, but I am almost 40 now. Hard to believe. Still seems like yesterday that my father and his friends were gang banging my fuck holes before school. I have not seen my dad in over 20 years. More like 25 years because I ran away as a teenager. I have paid my dues being a submissive whore for men. It is someone else’s turn now. I can be useful to you still. I can bring you something much younger, far less willing and even tighter than me. I found myself in a situation over the weekend that I was not sure how to get out of, so I made him a deal. I told him he could make a teen rape porn instead of a snuff flick if he let me go. It took some convincing, but we stuck a deal. I brought him something fresher, cuter and way tighter. I snatched up the first cute girl I saw and brought her too him. I was not dying. Not that day at least.

He was very happy with my replacement. She was everything I promised and more. Young, tight, fresh-faced, innocent and scared to death. This guy is like most of my callers. He wants something not willing. You need an innocent schoolgirl for that, not a seasoned snuff whore like me. I helped him get her clothes off to expose her bald cunt and flat tits. She had a youthful body. The kind of body most of my taboo phone sex callers crave. It was her or me. When you are in survival mode, you do not care that you gave a young girl a death sentence. I watched as he fucked her raw. I even watched him snuff her. All I could think was better her than me.