I live for accomplice phone sex. Even a bimbo can clean up and look business like to distract a little one. I am seeing this guy who has a penchant for little blonde girls. He wanted one that looked like me but with no tits or ass yet. I am sure you like the same thing. I put on a suit and went trolling at the park for some sweet little girl. Little girls have no stranger danger for grown women, and they should. I was able to get one in the car with me willingly. She even put her seat belt on. I drove her to my boyfriend. He has had teen rape porn fantasies forever. I felt like a queen making them come true for him. He is not violent with me. Most men are which is why I was willing to bring him a little slut. He can work off his more violent urges on her fuck holes and save the good stuff for me. I was so happy to do this for him. My love knows no bounds. I helped him fuck her. I mean the little whore had some fight in her. She did this to herself, I told her. She got into a car with a total stranger. Never once questioned me when I told her I knew her parents. My boyfriend was rough on her holes. He told me she was super tight. I had no doubt. I was once tight like that until my father and his friends broke me in. It was hot watching him force his big cock into her tiny holes. She was bleeding and she was crying. Maybe, at one point in my life I would have felt badly for her. But not anymore. She was proof of my love for my man. I will get him a little whore every day of the week to stay in his favor. You have rape phone sex fantasies for something young and sweet? I will bring you a treat too.
Tag: Taboo phone sex
Castration Phone Sex is Charity Sometimes
Castration phone sex is my specialty. Most of my calls are spent making tiny dick losers eunuchs. I do a lot of accomplice work too. Not that I do not love killing little bitches with you because I do. I hate brats and think the world needs less of them. But my passion is making this world a safer place for women like me. Men think with their dicks no matter how big or how small those dicks are. Men are impulsive. Most do not like to hear no. I recently started a side gig. In this #MeToo world many women are still not getting justice. Their attackers get off or are never brought to trial because in a he said she said world, the man usually wins. That’s not justice for women. Men who try to drug me or do not take no for an answer get one free junk removal. I have a castration and a medical fetish phone sex badge of honor, LOL. Why not do this for other women.
My fees are very reasonable. I will castrate a man on the word of another chick for $300-$500 no questions asked. I charge loser men $1500-$2000 for junk removal. This side gig is a passion project designed to get rid of men with inadequate equipment who do not know how to use it properly. I am being honest. The world is a better place without toxic masculinity. I did a job for free last night because a bunch of coeds sought me out for a frat boy who thinks his 4-inch nub is God’s gift to women. He likes to get coeds drunk and explore his rape phone sex fantasies. Not anymore. Used one of his victims as bait, and then I put him in my castration chair. They were all there with me holding knives to his junk when he woke up. He was strapped down and unable to fight. He was a big boy with a little dick. My first group castration project but it was therapeutic for those girls and wicked fun for me. This rich boy was never going to pay for his crimes, and he was going to just keep on shoplifting the pooty. No more. We took his balls as a collective. I know I am a cold-hearted bitch, but I have a charitable side. I may even take your junk for free too.
Don’t Talk To Strangers
You asked me for a night of fun but I was met with a night of terror when you took us to an abandoned warehouse, in the middle of the night, in the middle of nowhere. You forced me out of the car without even asking me my name after picking me up from the bar. We met a group of scary men who circle around me. “Run.” You demand and my body takes over. I feel the back of my shirt being ripped off as I sprint through the dark warehouse. Strobe lights flickered and I came face-to-face with a hatchet! My screams echos as my skirt are off next! I am only in my panties when I am dragged down by my hair and met with a fat black cock being shoved down my throat! I feel hot, sharp pains in my back as I choke down the cock! The last thing I remember was feeling and watching my blood drip to the floor.
Roleplay Phone Sex Fun
I love kinky or violent roleplay phone sex. Usually, on my snuff site guys are calling me for accomplice stuff or to make me their victim with some sort of dark and violent death at the end. My last caller of the night wanted me in charge. I was the bad ass cop, and he was the dirty black boy speeding. I am submissive and mostly play the victim role, so it was nice to be in charge. You know, be the bad ass. He wanted some race play, which I almost never get to do as a sub, but I called him a dirty nigger boy and abused the fuck out of him. He liked it though when I shoved my baton up his ass. He came so hard. I am sure he had no clue that he had an ass rape porn star living inside him. I had him bent over the hood of his car. I pulled his pants down to do a full cavity search. I was sure he was hiding drugs somewhere. So, I checked. I used my tongue and fingers to probe his ass. When I could not get deep enough in his black ass, I broke out my baton. I spit on the top and I spit on his dirty black ass and shoved that baton so deep that I am sure it felt like it might come out his mouth. I was hurling racial insults calling him a coon and nigger boy, and so many others. His cock was big. He liked whatever I was doing to his tight asshole. His monster nigger dick got so big with that Baton up his ass. I told him to fuck my white cunt while I had a gun to his head. Only thing he was good for was fucking. He pounded the shit out of my fuck holes because his life depended on it. It was a hot taboo phone sex roleplay. Gave me a taste of being in charge and I liked it. Also, gave me a taste for those big nigger dicks and I liked that too.
Torture phone sex w/ Terry
Those sweet little cunnies look so nice wet! I have been going to the community pool in my housing complex and I can’t help but admire those young fucks in there little two piece bikinis. I noticed a handsome man snapping pics of em’ and thought to myself how perfect we would be together as one. I thought about all the cruel things we could do to those twigs! I fantasize daily of snapping their fucking necks and masturbating while watching a masculine man pop their cherries… while that little fuckers body is limp! Then again, I would really like to hear the screams and cry outs she can make when she is being pinned down and force fed his cock in every last one of her sweet little bald holes. I would love to smother those lolitas with my pussy while he fucks her with his long thick dick from behind. Her gasping for air and the vibrations of her screams going into my body through my silky wet pink hole. I will use that bitch like a personalized vibrator! Accepting applications… Any takers?
Bondage Phone Sex, Snuff and Dismemberment
I enjoy bondage phone sex. Sometimes, however, it gets too extreme for me. I have made a living off my body one way or another. I hooked on the streets for years until I was old enough to become a nude fetish model. I have always been tall. I was not always buxom, however. About 15 years ago, a fetish photographer took me under his wing. He bought me boobs. I worked them off doing shoots for him. He is retired now, but he still sends business my way. He knows a girl like me can always use money. This lead he had was for a legitimate porn studio. They needed a model with experience for a snuff porn shoot. This would be rough simulated sex and extreme bondage. The pay was too good to make me pause and really think about the legitimacy of it all. I showed up at the studio, but no one was there. I heard some sounds, so I went exploring. Bad idea. I happened upon a woman being eviscerated. No way this was staged. Not with those screams. I started to run but tripped and fell. A guy grabbed me and pulled me into the area where they were dissecting this woman like a lab frog. I was at the wrong fucking address. Flipping some numbers was about to lead to my demise. There was no saving this woman. Her entrails were on the floor, and I was slipping in her warm guts. I thought I was a dead woman, until one of the killers recognized me. He knew me from a fetish shoot. I tried to tell him I was no saint. I name dropped who I use to work for and then said I was now a very skilled accomplice phone sex partner. I told him I could do clean up or bring him more girls to mutilate and snuff. We made a deal. My life for my silence and my assistance. Just when I thought I was free, I fucking flipped some numbers and walked right into a real snuff flick.
Killer Phone Sex for Hire
Looking for killer phone sex? You are in the right place. I am a mercenary of sorts. A killer for hire. I have no limits on who I will kill for you. It is a transactional contract between us. I will kill your target with you present to enjoy it or capture it on film while you cement your alibi. I am expensive, but you get a video to jack off to for the rest of your life. You get no paper trail. I take all the risk and you get all the pleasure. The pleasure for me is in the negotiated price and the kill. I love to slay. I am very skilled at the hunt and the kill. I never kill a person the same way twice. This is how you stay off the radar. No pattern, no serial killer in the minds of the FBI and cops. I am a serial killer without a pattern. Killers like me avoid detection. I have killed over 500 folks in my life, and I am in my early 30s. I have a lot more killing time to go.
I made a snuff porn for a guy last night. He paid me $100,000 to kidnap and torture a young girl. He did not have a specific victim in mind. He just wanted a real snuff flick. We call them 8MM’s in my world. You stay off modern technology. No accidental digital downloads to the cloud to land either of us in prison. Modern technology is a criminal’s worst friend. I make no mistakes, but men like you do every day. That is why you need a skilled accomplice for your dark fantasies. My last client was very pleased with the brat snuff flick I made him. The little cunt was a cutie. I mutilated her tender flesh for hours prolonging her screams and agony. Mercy kills, quick kills, not my thing. You hire me for your snuff movies, the victim is going down painfully and slowly. That is how I get my pleasure. Think we are a good match?
Anal Torture Sex, Again
Torture sex fantasies are common with a submissive slut like me. Men know when you are desperate for cash, attention or drugs. I am usually desperate for all three. My stepson knows this all to well. He dangles carrots in my face and every time I say no more, I cave because he gives me what I crave and need which is a big bag of coke. He showed up last night while his father was out of town on business. His brothers were asleep upstairs. I knew it was him at the door. It was almost 2 am and I heard the door open. It sounds a beep in my room. No one was breaking in. Whomever came in had a key and knew the code. With my boys asleep and my husband out of town, that left my stepson. I sighed heavy knowing this would be no fun for me. I went to do a bump quickly and realized I was out. Ugh. Now, I was going to have to do what he wanted. What he wanted was to make a violent ass rape porn. He had a client wanting a personal movie just for his spank bank collection. My stepson gets the money and I get some coke. I knew there would be blood, shit, piss and pain involved, but I was desperate. I was out of coke. I would have agreed to be dismembered. I was prepared, well I thought I was. A baseball bat up the ass sober with no lube rips your asshole apart. Makes it bleed too. I am sore today. Sorer than I have been in a long time. My asshole is swollen and bleeding still, but the coke numbs the pain. I would say that I will not be his taboo phone sex whore again, but I will be desperate for coke again soon.
He Gave Me Domination Phone Sex
He said I needed domination phone sex. I explained that I was trying to be an accomplice now. I have paid my dues and earned my freedom. He smacked me hard across the face because he thought I was getting too big for my britches. He said, “Once a whore, always a whore.” The more I pleaded, the harder he hit me. He was in a mood. He released me from his clutches last year. I earned my freedom fair and square, but when he gets into a mood, there is no reasoning with him. Even the sex trade industry has suffered shortages. He has lost a few key operatives who help kidnap young girls to keep the business thriving. He told me, he needed to use me for a client. I quipped that I was too old for his clientele, and he smacked my face. He said this one client prefers used up old whores. When I tried to explain that I was neither old nor used up, he put a ball gag in my mouth. He told me to shut up and take care of his client. Men who prefer women like me, usually have snuff sex on the brain. This man just needed a punching doll. He wanted a fight, and the younger girls are too scared to fight. Not me. I put up a fight even though I am scared. I want to live. This client of my former master was a sadist. He burned me with cigarette ashes. He fisted my ass. He used a taser on me. He punched me hard in the stomach. So hard that I puked. He pushed my face down in the vomit and made me lick it up. Four hours of hell. I survived though even if barely. I have a cracked rib, two black eyes, burns and bruises all over my body and bloodied swollen fuck holes. I thought my days of snuff porn were over, but just like that, I was pulled back in.
Sex with dead bodies
We gutted that Negro little while her mother watched. Poor thing came knocking on my door trying to sell some cookies. Her voice along with her coiled hair just irked my fucking nerves. I invited her inside; as soon as I shut the door behind them my boyfriend hit that disgusting mutant of a mother upside the head with a frying pan. Perfect! I grabbed that negro by 2 of her multiple fucking ponytails and dragged her into the dining room. We strapped her down to the table and force fed her babes cock! Poor thing was gagging and gasping for air. She let out this loud excruciating scream and that’s when I chopped her fucking neck off. I mean it’s only in her blood to play victim so what’s better than making her one. Babe fucked her esophagus through her neck. Her blood was squirting everywhere. I laid down on the table with her little body on top of mines and he fucked her corpse. Whenever his dick was getting a bit too brisk he would use my pussy as his cock warmer. Useless bitch! One less negro to walk the face of earth! My pleasure.