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Murder Phone Sex Fantasies are My Specialty: Let’s Kill Together

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Murder phone sex fantasies are my specialty. I cater to your darker thoughts and fantasies. Sometimes you are the one who wants to die, and sometimes you have a victim already lined up for us to slaughter. Either way, I am down to play. Most men are not so stupid as to attempt to kill or force fuck me. But every now and again, I meet a dumb fuck with a death wish. Brett was the latest dumb fuck. He hired me to help him kill his daughter’s best friend. Apparently, he spiked the little bitch’s drink one night and fucked her, but she was not completely out of it. She was a smart little one. One I wish could be my accomplice phone sex partner. She has been blackmailing him since. He has a lot to lose because if convicted he would spend the rest of his life behind bars being some guy’s bitch. So, not only was he dumb enough to not drug her completely, he thought he could fuck me too? Like the fee he paid me to take care of his problem meant he owned me. I was clear that the money he gave me was solely to get rid of his problem. Now, I had to turn the tables on him. He was too dumb to live. I had the intended victim do the honors. I would have killed her had this dumb fuck stuck to our agreement, but this was an opportunity I rarely get. I had a protégé. A young girl obviously devious in her thinking and methodical about her planning. I gave her my knife and let her do with him what she wanted. This was revenge. She cut his cock and balls off and shoved them in his mouth like she was baking a cake. She did not flinch. She did not hesitate. She is my mini me and I am going to groom her to be a sick dominant taboo phone sex bitch like me.

Torture Sex Kind of Nights are Becoming Way to Common for Me

torture sexIt was a torture sex kind of night. I owe some money to a loan shark. I got desperate for coke and took out a loan I could not repay. My stepson suggested this guy to me. I should have known then I was being set up to fail. I did not borrow much. Not like most people would. I figured he was not going to break my legs over $1,000. I was right. He was not going to break my legs, but he was going to make me work it off in a BDSM movie. My stepson was in cahoots with him. This was the plan all along. When the due date came, my $1000 had tripled. What the fuck. He told me it was his money his rules, then offered me a snuff porn role to make up the money. I had too. I did not have that kind of money. I figured how bad could it be? I need to stop asking myself that question.  It is always worse than I expect. It began as any snuff type film. A kidnapped woman wakes up alone in a cement basement, dazed and confused. I meet a masked man. He put this steel trap on my head that was heavy and made everything dark. I was not sure what kind of contraption this was, but I was not comfortable at all. The metal trap on my head was heavy and it was weighing me down. My masked master opened the top of the cage and poured what I thought was water in the cage. It was urine. Like a gallon of piss. I was drowning in it. If I wanted to survive, I had to just swallow all the nasty piss, so that the urine was no longer covering my nose and mouth. This was like some sort of Chinese torture phone sex game. My fight for survival kicked in and I guzzled piss until I could breathe again. I collapsed on the floor, but that was just the beginning of my torture.

Snuff Sex is Not What I Wanted but it is What I Got

Snuff sex is why I am here most days. I am a good accomplice too, but most guys want me for their own personal use. I met Stan on a fetish site. Turns out we did not live too far from each other, so I was down to meet him. We agreed that I would be his accomplice and help him lure a teen girl to his house. He has long had rape fantasies for hot teen sluts. Can you blame him? The teen girls today look rode hard and put away wet. When he saw me, he changed his mind. He thought I was hot.  I am in my 30s and pretty used up. I have perky tits because they are fake. He decided instead of taking any risks in kidnapping a girl for his rape phone sex fantasies, he would just fuck me. I was not prepared. I wanted to be an accomplice. He saw my pictures and never mentioned wanting to fuck me. He thought I was not the girl in the avatar. He assumed I was some old middle-aged woman past her prime. To many men, I am. To this guy, I was his dream bimbo. We talked about violent things to do to a young girl. I never would have suggested a double fisting in her ass if I realized it would be my ass he was wanting to fist. I tried to convince him that I was not what he wanted, but he was certain I was all he wanted. He drugged my drink when he realized I was not going to give in easily. I woke up tied to a bed with my legs bound up to my chest and his two fists in my asshole. I started screaming in pain. I was not ready for this. I did not want this. But I was stuck as his ass rape porn star. Two days later and my asshole is still prolapsed and a raw, sore mess. I guess I am always going to be the victim.

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Snuff Phone Sex with a Taboo Bitch

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex is what I do. It is clear in my blogs and my bio. Some dickwad called me last night with honey this and baby that. He wanted to fuck me. Like romantic girlfriend experience shit. I do not do that. I am not your girlfriend. I will never be anyone’s girlfriend. I do not need a man to get off. They make toys for women like me. I do not do well with baby talk and stupid shit like cuddling. I am a loner. I like it that way. So, when Charlie called me for the girlfriend experience, I thought he was purposefully pushing my boundaries so I would react. Turns out, Charlie was just stupid. He got a call last night, but not the one he wanted. Or at least the one he thought he wanted. Once I gave him my best castration phone sex role play, he was down to let me abuse him. He had never met a bitch like me. I hear that almost daily. Lots of women need men. They pretend to be something they are not to get a loser. They use catfish filters and change who they are for some dickwad who will cheat on them or emotionally abuse them. I do not get it. But I also do not get men who want to make a woman something she is not. I mean why would Charlie try to make a sadistic bitch who loves knives more than men, his girlfriend. Now that I removed his testicles free of charge, he is probably wondering the same thing. Although he was shocked and not at all willing in the beginning, he cannot stop thinking about me. That is because I am often the first woman to step up and but a guy in his place. I am no June Clever. I will not ever be some doting housewife who cooks and cleans. I am the taboo phone sex psycho who castrates, tortures, force fucks and kills. Do I sound like your kind of woman?

Domination Phone Sex Means I’m a Gang Bang Whore for My Sons

domination phone sexDomination phone sex is what this mommy whore needs. My sons are teenagers now. They are no longer the sweet little schoolboys they once were. I know they love me, but I also know that love takes a backseat to their raging hormones. They are in a perpetual state of horniness. Friday night was my oldest son’s birthday and he wanted to have a few friends over to spend the night. I agreed. I mean I rarely say no to anything my boys want. I just did not foresee what was going to happen. My son did not want a sleep over. He did but what he really wanted was his friends to make a gangbang rape porn with his mommy whore. His friends wanted to fuck me. They are horny teenagers too. Once I came down to check on them and caught them jacking off to my phone sex site, I knew I was in trouble. My son told his friends to jump me. And they did. They pinned me to the floor, forcing my legs open. Horny boys were grunting and shoving their cocks in my pussy and my ass. I was fighting them. I mean what would their parents say if they found out I fucked their young teenage sons. I knew the boys would not tell a sole. Young boys committing a criminal act, rarely talk. This was not what I wanted, but they out numbered me. They were stronger than me too. This was not the kind of party I thought my son was having for his birthday. My own boy was allowing his teenage friends to explore their rape phone sex fantasies with his mother. My other son was in on it too. I have carpet burns on my knees and my elbows. I have swollen holes too. Three days later, I still cannot sit right, and I swear there is still cum inside me. I think this will be a regular thing because the boys say I belong to them now.

i’m showing

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I am growing quite quickly, and I keep getting my master so horny. He can’t keep his hands off me and tell me repeatedly once our tot is born that, he will take full advantage of her as well, and if it’s a boy, he will train him well.

Either way, I am so scared to bring this offspring to life I am pretty petrified. I can’t stop thinking about all the pain I will be subjected to, along with whatever little I bring into this world. Unlike other women, I am not excited I am fearful.  Fantasy phone sex turned into reality.

The journey I thought would be sexually liberating has become a torturous hell. All I wanted was to be dominated and opened up sexually. It all began with the glorification in movies, books, and pop culture about BDSM and masters. I am deep into this slavery ship, and I can’t turn back now. Even if I wanted to escape, there’s no way I could. Stay tuned to how this pregnancy turns out because I know the master is relentless and won’t let me go.

Decapitation Cravings: Pass Me The Axe!

Suff Phone SexI was watching a horror movie last night and I got soaking wet during an accidental decapitation scene! Being a snuff whore means I love anything dark and twisted just as much as I love cock, I watch horror films and snuff porn all day long until I work as a dominatrix and a snuff phone sex slut. I was watching a new film when I saw a girl get decapitated in a very violent way, watching her head fly off of her shoulders made my cunt leak. I rewound and watched it over and over again because it was a very delicious violent dark scene, it got me craving snuff sex and I decided to call up a friend. My friend Jo likes to fuck and kill little sluts and sometimes I help him with the dirty work of kidnapping a cute little torture doll and cleaning up the mess we make of her. Last night he had a sweet little runaway in his dungeon and we had lots of fun with her! I held her legs open for Jo to fuck her holes and I choked her as he came deep inside her. I told him about my decapitation craving and he handed me a heavy, thick axe, I couldn’t have been more excited to chop her pretty little head off! With one hack of the axe her head went rolling, her blood poured all over me in a hot sticky fountain making my pussy so fucking wet, me and Jo fucked right on top of her headless body!

Snuff Phone Sex Whore Cassandra Wants to Be Your Accomplice

snuff phone sexI have spent most of my life as a snuff phone sex whore. I have always been someone’s bitch. Now, I am on my own. Still submissive, but I enjoy more accomplice roles now with men because I am older. I have lost my shiny, new appeal to most men my age or older. I get it. I am 35 now. My pussy has seen more action than most porn stars. I am past my prime for being the victim. That does not mean men do not want to use me. They still do. I take cock in all my holes, but more men want me to be their accomplice phone sex partner. As a woman, I can get to girls in a way men just cannot. No stranger danger with women. Young girls should be afraid of me. I will lead them to their death, torture or even both. I dressed normally to lure his little mini me for this guy. She looked like I once did. Young, innocent and full of promise. He wanted a super young blonde girl. One with tighter holes than me. I lured her with my puppy. I love having a dog. Little girls are easily lured away by a cute dog. I brought this girl to my man. Handed her to him on silver platter. I used to feel bad about this sort of thing. Not anymore because it is survival of the fittest. If that cunt was too stupid to know better than to follow a stranger, she deserved to be force fucked and abused. I watched as he made a teen rape porn with the little starlet, I brought him. He fucked her good too. She cried, but her tears and her pleas fell on deaf ears. He fucked her virgin cunt and ass until they were bloody holes. I just watched and masturbated knowing I did well. I brought him a perfect little whore.

Never Undestimate a Killer Phone Sex Bitch

killer phone sexKiller phone sex is what I do best. I am a sick bitch trapped inside a 5’2 115lb body. Do not let my size fool you. I am a mean and sadistic bitch. I am stronger than I look. Men always underestimate me and that never goes well for them. I was in a murderous mood earlier in week. It does not take much to set me off honestly. This guy was out of his league hitting on me. Some nerdy white boy loser with a fetish for Goth girls. I see it all the time at the Goth and Steam Punk bars I frequent. This guy, however, was someone I knew. Not personally but I knew of him. I have long wanted to kill him, or at least give him a healthy dose of castration phone sex. He is a guy who put up revenge porn on a few girls who dissed him. He is a hacker. He never dated these women because they had higher standards. He just hacked their phones and found pictures to use. This was over ten years ago. He put them up on that now defunct site Is Anyone Up? It got pulled because consent was rarely given for the photos used. I never knew this guy but several women I know all had awful experiences with him, some even when they were just young teen girls. This guy was a pervert, a predator and a loser. And he walked right into my hands and underestimated my powers. I played drunk because that is what he wanted. Predators always go after the drunk chicks. Easy prey to them. But he was the easy prey, not me.  Alone, in his apartment, I cut off his cock. I was going to just make him a eunuch, but he had rape fantasies he was trying to explore with me. Nope. He did not think I would have a sharp knife tied to my thigh. I grabbed it and sliced his cock off before his pathetic short stack could worm its way inside my pussy. He bled a lot. Cried a lot too. He deserved it though. This was torture sex karma. Not only is karma a bitch, but I am too. Never underestimate me.

Bondage Phone Sex Can Get Violent for a Druggy Whore

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex can get wild. I am no stranger to bondage. I have been known to get tied up and left for days in a druggy fog. I get high and make bad decisions. I try not to be stupid, but lets face it, I am not the brightest bulb in the box. I am usually the highest bulb in the box though. I like to party. I am older now, almost 40, but I still party. I was at some house party last night. Hell, I have no clue how I ended up there. I remember doing lines with a couple younger guys. Not too young, but 20 something. They had great coke. In hindsight it was laced with something. No clue what though. I woke up this morning tied to the foot board of some bed. I had a cock in my ass. Two cocks actually. They were making an ass rape porn with me. I did not know who they were. I remembered being in the house doing coke and drinking, but most of the details were foggy. I was sobering up quickly though because they were mutilating my asshole. No lube, plus two thick cocks at once in my ass was stretching me out. I started to talk and ask questions, which pissed them off. They did not like that. One of the guys started choking me, yelling at me, “Shut up whore.” I was sober. When I am sober, I am no fun. I was afraid to ask for coke. I just took it like a rag doll. I let them use me like a dirty old whore. I was not sure if I would survive. I did, obviously, but they were choking me so hard, I passed out a few times. I just laid their like a limp noodle, being quiet until they were done. I was too afraid I might end up in a snuff porn if I did not. Just another night for a druggy whore.