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I Love a Hot Taboo Phone Sex Fantasy

taboo phone sexI enjoy an erotic taboo phone sex fantasy. And let me tell you some of you men seem incredibly creative in how you want to torture, fuck and even kill me. But I love a creative man. John had a wonderful roleplay in mind for us. He wanted me to be in a prison where he worked as a guard. I rejected his advances, pissing him off to the point where he needed to teach me a lesson.

So, he took me to the part of the prison that cameras would not catch. He took me to an area where every male employee of the prison waited for me. And I knew this did not bode well for me. I knew they planned on doing terrible things to me in that back room. Although I continue to fight him, that proved to be the wrong move. I figured being in a women’s prison made me tough right. Maybe tough for the other women, but not tough enough for 40 guards who hated the fact that I denied them access to my pussy.

And suddenly, I found myself in my worst nightmare. Stripped naked and tied down to a sawhorse. All these guards unzipped their pants to fuck me. And just like that, I made a prison gangbang rape porn. And I can play it either way. Some of my callers want me to fight them all the way through. But some want me to give in halfway through and realize I deserve and enjoy being forced fucked. But John wanted me fighting the entire time, giving them a reason to hurt me further.

Give Me Any Nasty or Violent Roleplay and I Will Play My Role Well

And I liked this role play. Usually, the role plays most men want involve force fucking mommy or snuffing me out. But in this roleplay, allowed me to act like a feisty bitch. However, being a feisty bitch resulted in those men brutalizing my pussy and my ass. Tied down I couldn’t go anywhere. But I could still fight with my mouth. I screamed and yelled at them.

 However, fighting seemed useless. In that position, no way could I get the upper hand. But I’m a good player. And I continued to fight even when the last prison guard fisted my ass because he already came watching his fellow coworkers brutalize the redheaded feisty bitch from cell block H.

For hours they fucked me. Brutalized me until my fuck holes bled and showed signs of gaping larger than the Grand Canyon itself. When they returned me to my cell, I dripped blood and cum. I smelled like a porn star. That much cum in a hole gives off a strong, pungent scent. But I took my beating because I love roleplay phone sex fantasies. And this one made my pussy super wet because we all know what a nasty little freak I am. And I love a good gang bang.

Accomplice Phone Sex is the Quickest Way to Young Pussy

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex secrets I take to my grave. I might share some details in a blog or on a call, but I never reveal my client or anything too specific that could identify my client either. I know how to protect and serve men. The things I did for my former master would make a Nazi feel sympathy for the victim. And I’ll be honest; I did not like kidnapping young girls for him because I knew what he would do to them. I’m the only one who survived because I used my street smarts. I did something he couldn’t do which was lure young girls to him.

Since I aged out for him, I needed to make myself useful. So, I bought my freedom, one young girl at a time. Kidnapped over 100 young girls for him. And I even assisted a few times in their murder when they proved too difficult to manage. My former master thinks he broke me, but I just played the part waiting for the perfect opportunity to break free from his evil clutches. And I played the player. Bought my freedom. But it came with a high price tag.

Sometimes, Being the Accomplice Puts a Bullseye on My Back

Most days I’ve come to peace with what I’ve done. In the world I live in it’s the survival of the fittest. And I survived. He now hires me sometimes to assist in procuring him a young piece of meat to fuck. Young girls do not fall for his lines like they once did. He thought I could lure his teen dream away since he proved unsuccessful at doing so. I signed up for kidnapping phone sex. Get the girl, give him the girl, collect my money and go home and spend it. But I should’ve known things never go quite that easily for me.

He picked a fighter. This girl even showed stranger danger for a woman. So, I had to drug her. I prefer not to drug the girls and just let them follow me. Most of them do follow me. But this girl did not believe I was a talent scout for horror movies. So, I drugged her latte and carried her out of the mall. But I wore disguise. My dumbass did not realize who she kidnapped. I kidnapped the daughter of the biggest crime lord in town. Good thing I disguised myself and used fake plates on my car. But this one might come back to haunt me.

As an Accomplice, I Take the Risks So You Enjoy the Fun

I delivered her to my old master as promised. And I collected my money and thought I would go. But he wanted me to film everything and return her afterwards. This seemed to all be for revenge. Essentially two crime bosses getting personal. My former master made a teen rape porn movie with the teenage daughter of his rival. He drugged her some more to blur her memory and make her more compliant.

Clearly, the girl never fucked before. She bled like a stuck pig with the first thrust of his cock inside of her teenage cunt. I felt sorry for the girl. She’s just a pawn. But as my master said, her father made choices. He did not need to put his daughter at risk trying to steal some of master’s territory. That didn’t ease my guilt much. But I understand the game. I just did not want to be caught because her daddy strikes me as the kind of man who would skin me alive and pin me to a tree for the bugs to eat. I’m talking next level sadistic shit. So, I just hope I covered my tracks enough.

I drugged her and dumped her body in a public park because I wanted somebody to find her sooner rather than later. Master made me leave the video of him fucking her on her chest. I’m afraid to turn on the news. Perhaps, I should lay low for a few days because my former master put a huge bullseye on my back if that girl ever identifies me. Hopefully the drugs in her system work like they’re supposed to because I didn’t kidnap and helped torture over 100 teen girls for my former piece of shit master to go down like this.

 

Mutilation Phone Sex Adds Mayhem to your Mundane Life

Mutilation Phone Sex

The Things we do to make ourselves feel alive. Be them Dark and Depraved, they serve purpose. The shock and awe of Mutilation Phone Sex Calls, send me reeling on a high that is anything but synthetic. Jamie has been calling every week for a month now.  I’ve been a victim all my life, and he found solace in that.

It started off as a call like any other, He wanted to fuck my little teen dream twat and then, he wanted me dead. A Bloody scene we both created. Trading pokes, and stabs with blades of all kinds. We mirrored one another. The only difference was the tool we fancied to get the job done.

Both of us immensely turned on by the idea of causing the other pain. My cunt throbbed and grew slick with each and every pass of My blade on his skin. Laying him open, the sight of the blood. Made me ache.

See, Jamie. He liked playing with a big knife, large seratted blade that would tear my skin open, and it would chew and force my blood let. I, however chose a tiny, thin little razor to do my bidding. The quick slit, sting and burn of it coaxed that sweet crimson drip from his skin.

I’ve Never Been Squeamish

We violently mutilated one another. Thick slippery metallic tinges of red covered our flesh. So many little nicks, cuts and stabs. Both Feral, and so enamored with what we were doing. Primal is the perfect way to describe how we fucked.

A Mirror surrounded the bath tub in which we played. Skin covered in blood and plasma. We could admire the artwork we had marked the other with. His quivering cock slid deep into me from behind. I came within minutes. It was Dark, twisted and fucking sensual. No longer a want, it was a need.

Jamie’s cock anchored deep in my cunt. Thrashing deep, and knocking against My G-spot. I came again and again on him.  His hands slid over my throat, trying to grip to choke me. I watched in the mirror as he took me. Jamie was taking my essence. He fucked and fucked hard. Finally filling me with his cum.

Both of us staring wildly at the bloody Messes we created

But then again,

Monsters aren’t under the bed anymore, They are in the Mirror

Taboo Phone Sex Accomplices Can Be Women Too

taboo phone sexAs a taboo phone sex whore, I get all sorts of requests from folks needing an accomplice. I can torture somebody, kidnap somebody, even snuff somebody for you. However, most of my clients seem to be men who just need something young to fuck or maybe they need an ex murdered. But over the weekend, a sexy mature blonde hired me. A very rich socialite with a very real problem. And she thought I could help eradicate her problem.

I told her she came to the right place. Kelley started an affair with a much younger guy. Not illegal young, but barely legal young. Apparently, he was part of the catering crew her husband hired for a fancy political fundraiser held in their home a few months ago. She thought the boy understood they would only fuck once.

As a married socialite, it could never come out that she engaged in an affair with such a younger man. According to her, it’s not about the money. She earns her own money as a CEO of a beauty company. Her reputation and her brand seemed on the line if this came out. The boy started blackmailing her. Extorting her for cash to keep their dirty little secret.

Women Can Hire Me for Murder Too

She came to me for advice. Killer phone sex did not appear on her mind. However, I told her the only way to deal with extortion would be murder. Otherwise, you give him 10 grand now and a week later he wants 50 grand. It won’t stop until she’s bankrupt. I asked her a few questions and gave her some options. But I also told her the best option would be to kill the boy. And for the right fee, I would take care of all of that for her. Keep her hands clean.

I did something I never do. I fucked my client. I’m bisexual and she’s fucking hot so I didn’t see a problem. It didn’t cloud my judgment about what needed to be done. So, after I fucked her, I set a honey trap for her boy toy extortionist.

And he walked right into my trap because apparently, he’s a sucker for rich mature women. I think the sex for him he considers bonus. He planned all along to extort her for money. So, I posed as a sexy, sophisticated and very rich, socialite, and of course he took the bait.

I wore black wig and glasses to obscure my face from any cameras in the bar. And I let that boy think he picked me up. We went back to his place and as I rode his young barely legal 19-year-old throbbing cock, I put my hands around his throat to choke him out.

Sometimes, When I Kill a Boy I Think of All the Men Who Wronged Me

 I drugged him enough to make it too hard for him to fight me back. And I looked him straight in the eyes as he took his last breath. And that’s intoxicating to me. To me, that boy represented a lot of men from my past who tried to extort and blackmail me into submission.

Although I felt like he wasted his talent because he could’ve been a male escort and made money fucking older women without resorting to criminal behavior. But I did not feel bad over killing him. Your actions have consequences. And blackmailing a super-rich MILF came with the consequence of losing his life. He deserved a snuff sex death. He deserved to die at the hands of a woman he planned on extorting in the future. I saw through his flirtatious behavior. I’ve seen that look in men’s eyes all my life. Men look at women like their playthings.  Well, I made it look like a solo erotic asphyxiation encounter gone wrong.

Once I completed the job, I paid Kelly a visit and we fucked again. I took her money, but I won’t blackmail her, and she won’t blackmail me. However, I do think we’ll keep on fucking. She has a banging body and a velvet tongue. And a touch of evil inside of her too. And that makes her fucking hot to me.

Satan’s Whore: A Filthy Hail Mary Fuck

Blasphemy sexI knelt before the altar, my naked body glistening with sweat, my cunt throbbing with need. “Hail Satan,” I chanted, my voice husky with lust. “Make me your whore, your filthy fucktoy.”

He materialized behind me, his hand fisting my hair, yanking my head back. “You’re mine,” he growled, his teeth grazing my ear. “My personal slave, my dirty little slut.”

I whimpered in submission, spreading my legs, presenting my holes to him. He slapped my ass, hard, leaving a red handprint on my jiggly flesh. “You like that, you fucking whore?” he snarled. I nodded frantically, my pussy gushing with desire.

He shoved two fingers into my cunt, pumping them hard and fast. I moaned, my back arching, my tits bouncing with each thrust. He added a third finger, stretching me out, making me scream in ecstasy.

“Beg for my cock,” he commanded, removing his fingers and sucking them clean. I did as I was told, my voice desperate and needy.

“Please daddy,” I whimpered, “I need your big, hard cock. I need you to fill me up, to make me your whore.”

He grinned, unzipping his pants and letting his huge dick spring free. I leaned forward, presenting my ass, begging him to mount me. He slid into my tight hole, stretching me out, making me scream in pleasure and pain.

He fucked me hard, pounding my ass, making me take every inch of his cock. I was his slave, his whore, and I loved every minute of it. I came over and over again, my pussy and ass clenching around him, milking his cock for all it was worth.

Finally, with a groan, he filled me up, his hot seed shooting deep into my guts. I collapsed onto the altar, completely used, my holes dripping with his spunk. I was Satan’s whore, and I couldn’t wait for our next depraved session.

Violent Phone Sex Fantasies Cum True with Me

violent phone sexMost men enjoy violent phone sex fantasies. In my opinion, I find it healthy and cathartic for men to unleash their rage and anger. And let’s face it, the world seems like a hot mess right now. So much drama and politics make us all feel a little on edge. I know I’ve been snorting a lot more coke lately. And letting men do vile things to me so that I can get a fix.

This weekend, I found myself alone. And I hate to be alone. So, I got myself into some trouble. For once, I did not need coke. Marcus, my regular drug dealer, fucked the shit out of me Thursday night and gave me a big bag, a bigger bag than normal. Why? Because he knew I would go through more with my husband and my sons away for the weekend. He knows me so well.

I felt adventurous. So, I went to this new urban bar. Urban just means black. This new nightclub located in the black part of town looked like the kind of place I could find some good trouble. However, I found gang bang trouble. A bunch of black men wanted to make me their gangbang rape porn star. But they wanted to do it with an audience.

Usually when men violate me, we’re in some studio or a dark corner of a bar with no eyes on us. But this urban club seemed packed. And not dimly lit like most dive bars I frequent. Very bright lights. And the brothers tossed me into the middle of the dance floor with all the light shining on me while they gangbanged me in front of a live audience.

Black Men Love to Fuck Me, But Black Women Hate Me

Black women cheered them on. In fact, black women narrated what they did to me. I didn’t even know these women, and they seemed to hate me already. Maybe I just represented all the white women that steal the good black men from them. I’m not sure. But I could hear black women yelling things like pull her hair, choke her, and shove your fist up her cunt and ass.

 Clearly, nobody wanted me there. I just wanted to have a few drinks, maybe dirty dance with some brothers but instead I got force fucked and violated while black women egged it on. Damn. I picked the wrong bar.

Once the men finished force fucking me, the women came over and kicked me while I laid on the floor in pain. They spit on me. A few even pissed on me. And they laughed at me for thinking that I could come into their club and steal their men. I knew they hated me not because of me, but because of all the white women who love those big black cocks. I’m married to a white man. And I’m never going to leave him. However, I do like black cock occasionally like any other white woman.

If those black women had not been in the club, I planned on sucking some cock, maybe give a few hand jobs and drink some cocktails before heading home. Instead, I became an ass rape porn star to a bunch of black cocks and black fists. And experienced degradation and humiliation in the process. When I left, I smelled like a toilet. And I looked like a porn star. Note to self. Never go to an urban club. Black women don’t want you there.

Rape phone sex fantasies make me suffer the way I deserve

Rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies pain sears through me as I sit here, fingers trembling over the keyboard, compelled by Master Daddy’s cruel whim. My body aches so badly. I let him down, and I do deserve to suffer for my failures. It was an accident. See, Master Daddy tells me to do everything. And I can’t go without his permission. I’m usually a good girl and can hold it. This time, I just couldn’t. I think my bladder was stretched to its limits.
I begged and pleaded, but he didn’t care. He told me I better hold it till he was done fucking me or else. I tried so hard, but I pissed all over his cock. So I was banished to the cold, concrete pit. I waited in dread, my thoughts obsessing over the impending beating.
And when the guys who work for him arrived, I knew I would be lucky to survive the beating I was gonna get. They all pissed in my face and made me drink it. It was so gross because they are nasty fucking meth heads. His henchmen made their boss proud. They did a great job putting me in my place. Forced fucked me so bad it hurts when I make the slightest move.
It felt like forever, and the only reason I know they did it to me for five hours is because they were bragging about it. But that wasn’t enough punishment. He is making me spread the word that I am a Snuff sex pig who needs even more punishment. I have to say to do your worst, hurt me, and use my slave holes as violently as you can.

Gangbang Rape Porn Stars Help You Find a Younger Teen Star

gangbang rape pornDo you watch gangbang rape porn? Don’t knock it until you try it. I find it hard to watch. And as a former star of such films myself, I have an eye for talent. Most of the gang bang force fucking videos I did, I had no choice. I made them as a matter of survival. But I’m a free woman now. And I can help men like you find the next generation of young gang bang whores.

But John knew what he wanted. A young blonde. One whose tits have not come in yet. And one with a naturally bald pussy. Perfect I told him. I knew just where to find a girl to his liking. If your town still has a mall, you can find cute hot teen sluts there. Shopping, hanging out with their friends, goofing off.

Malls are mostly filled with teenagers looking for some old person to buy them clothes they can’t afford. All you need to do is watch. And I can help you find your next victim easily. Plus, I know how to appeal to young teen girls. So, I can help you get them to talk to you, which makes it much easier to lure them away.

If you want to make a teen rape porn, you need a female accomplice to help bring her to you. And that’s what I did for John. I found him a very young teen girl blonde with no tits. And I felt certain that she didn’t have any hair on her pussy yet. Or, peach fuzz at the worst.

As Your Accomplice, I Pick a Cute Girl for You to Fuck

The girl came with me willingly after I bought her a couple hundred dollars’ worth of clothes that she wanted. So, I told her I had a bunch of clothes she could have, but she’d have to go back to my place with me. I earned her trust by buying her clothes. Plus, as a female she did not have the stranger danger that she probably should have had for me. Lesson learned the hard way.

John waited for us at this little house on the lake that he bought. It’s a cabin but very nice. And he’s been able to keep it off the radar from his family. So, this is where he comes to have affairs and to make violent films starring random teen girls. His yearning for young pussy seems to get stronger every year. But I think that’s the truth for all men. Your dick craves something young and tight and wet. And once you get it you never want to go back to that loose pussy you married.

Do You Want to Gang Bang a Little Whore with Your Friends?

John invited about 10 of his friends. They’re all in the secret underground club together. In fact, I’ve worked with a few of those men. Helped them like I helped John. So, I sat back, held the camera and filmed the gang bang. My job was to lure the young girl to them. And I did that. Now I just had to capture the moment on film for their spank banks.

They tied her up so she couldn’t run away. And once they secured her body, the gang bang started. They showed this girl no mercy. Two cocks in a hole at one stretching and gaping her tiny little teen body. She cried and begged for mercy. But her pleas fell on deaf ears. These men only cared about fucking the shit out of her little cunt and ass. Plus, they wanted to coat her in their cum.

But they used her as a canvas for their seed. And they banged her for hours. Fucked every hole she has a few times. Eventually, she stopped begging and just laid there like a dead fish. But that’s the smart thing to do. I know I’ve been in her shoes before. The more you fight the worse it usually turns out. So just let the boys have their fun and maybe you can survive the gang bang too.

Snuff Sex Always Makes my Evil Gothic Teen Pussy Wet

Snuff Sex

She was the perfect blond bitch, b cup perky nipples and a round as, a hairless pink cunt and big blue eyes. I held a bag over her head while my boyfriend fucked her sweet little cunt hole. We had, had her for three days. She had given him a blow job and let him fuck her face and ate out both our assholes. That of course didn’t really satisfy our needs. we craved something more depraved. So we tied her down and i held a plastic bag over her head while my boyfriend fucked her sweet virgin pussy. We both knew this would be her one and only time getting fucked. We loved that. Snuff sex was so addicting.  She struggled against us as she desperately fought for air and my boyfriend said her pussy was getting so tight as her body began to convulse around him. I laughed as I lifted the bag and stared into her empty blue eyes and kissed her purple lips. She was still as he fucked her dead body and i came just from kissing her dead lips. Death was always so sexy, and I loved being a part in someone’s final moments.

Evil phone sex with Stephanie

evil phone sex

I’m still patiently waiting on the signal from Mr. B that means our evil phone sex calls can finally become a reality. He’s going across the country to hunt down the bitch that his twisted brain can’t stop obsessing about. Together we’re going to torture her and snuff out every one of her closest family members. Both of us are tired of only being able to mutilate this whore in our fantasies. Once we finally get our hands on this bitch, her mom, sister and even her little girl, there will be no end to the fucked up fun we’ll have with them. Mr. B has the same taste for blood that I do so I know that once the blade of my knife is gliding through that bitch’s flesh and I’m hand feeding him her organs, his cock is going to throb and pulse harder than it ever has. Her eyes, tongue, lips and eventually her heart will all be carved out piece by piece, chewed up and swapped back and forth. I’ll let Mr. B slurp her chewed up body parts off of my tongue while I ride his fat, stiff dick and our victims bleed out on the floor next to us.  Hurry up Master B, your snuff loving slut is ready to help you claim our victims!