Tag: Taboo phone sex

The little slut tried to scream

Taboo phone sexNothing beats the rush I get from snuff sex! I cannot explain to you the pleasure and everything that leads up to that final moment.  You know the moment, right? Knowing that I am in control of life or death, mostly death is my choice and at my hands, is the most addicting drug! There is nothing better than watching the life drain from the prettiest face that I’ve seen so far! I knew this would be the best kill I’ve had thus far! The little slut tried to scream, but the drips of her blood falling off this knife is louder than anything! My senses are enhanced with every kill, but this one was different. She fought a little but after a while it was like she accepted her fate and even wanted to sacrifice herself for my pleasure! Such a good little whore! I knew she would be a good kill, but when I tell you I went crazy, well let’s just say I’m the original “red skin”! covered from head to toe in her sweet blood I lick the blade tasting the blood of my kill. Ummm almost as sweet as she was! Oh well it was worth the fight and being up half the night because the sound of her blood dripping off this knife is almost as good as the fight! I know you would have loved the way she begged for her life but that was for not because now she is gone and the only thing I have left is the memories.

Snuff Movies as Payback

snuff moviesSnuff movies are more fun to watch than to star in. I know from experience how rough some snuff flicks are on a woman’s holes. I owed this woman. Well, not so much owed her. She was blackmailing me. She found out I was fucking her son. I think she was just jealous that I got to his little wiener before her. She threatened to call the cops on me. I was stupid. I sent him nude selfies. He is younger than my two sons. I figured for a mom to blackmail me instead of sending me to prison, it had to be something extreme I had to do in exchange. I was thinking snuff porn. This woman is rough. If I had known she was the boy’s mother, I never would have seduced him. She is a biker bitch. Single mom. Reputation as a man eater. She is awful to men. Turns out she is just as awful to women who molest her son. I had no choice. Be her victim for whatever macabre film she was going to make, or go to prison and never see my boys again. I made a torture film with her. She stripped me down naked and tied me to a table. My legs were spread. She had electrodes attached to my nipples and clit. She shocked me so often, I could smell my burning flesh. She used a couple of those industrial sized back massagers everyone knows women use on their pussies. She shoved one in my cunt and the other one up my ass. I was screaming. My entire body was convulsing from over stimulation. She duct taped the vibrator to my pussy and I was having piss orgasms. She was filming it. Apparently, streaming the torture sex of my girl parts for profit was her way of exacting revenge. From all the money dings I heard, it was a profitable revenge.

Teen rape porn

Bloody phone sex

Daddy wanted a pregnant bitch to torture so that is exactly what I got him. A teen pregnant slut for daddy to use and abuse. We wrapped rope around her swollen lactating tits and hung her from the ceiling. We turned that bitch into a human pinata! Me and daddy took turns hitting her with a metal bat on her stomach and didn’t stop until we saw her choking up blood. The bitch was 8 months pregnant and we figured we could assist with premature labor. After brutally beating her we gave her a nice ice bath to bring down the swelling. Daddy dug his hand into her uterus and pulled that little right out of her cunt. That thing came out hollering so daddy had her latch on to mommies teen breast and suck away while I cut her umbilical cord. I finally understood why daddy wanted a teen slut he wanted to taunt her while he had his way with her little. What better way to welcome a future slut into the world than to introduce her to a nice hefty long cock.

His secret fantasy

necrophilia phone sex

I have had an ongoing relationship with a guy. When we first met, I wasn’t completely attracted to him. I thought he was sort of odd.

Either way, he had a way with words, and sure enough, he had me under his spell before I could even realize it.

I was smitten around him and thought his personality was still different, but he had a certain charm that radiated. Who knew it had patterns of psycho. One day I was sleeping and noticed him taking pictures of me while I napped. It woke me up. He looked quite startled when I awoke. He could see I was weirded out, and he tried to play it out as he couldn’t help himself. I looked so cute when I slept.

After that, I didn’t think much of it. I went through his phone one day and could see he had a lust for necrophilia phone sex.

I had opened a can of worms and finally found a section where he confessed he loved to take pictures of me asleep and loved to imagine me dead and how his cock would feel inside me. After that, I cleared any signs of me going through his phone and tried to head out as fast as I could, but he was in front of the front door.

I guess the indoor cameras should have been a dead giveaway.

The Taboo Phone Sex Life

taboo phone sexA taboo phone sex slut can get herself into all kinds of trouble. Sometimes, I think with my pussy and that often leads to disaster. I hooked up with a guy last night. I met him in a fetish club. He was so handsome. Tall with big hands. That usually means big cock too.I do love a big cock. We had fun at the club. He is into bondage. He just lost his slave. She moved to get away from the lifestyle. I told him I was not looking to be owned. I am a free agent. You do not go straight from shackles to being a mistress. I still like bondage and pain. I just do not want to be owned 24 /7. I still like to play at the clubs for a fix of bondage and pain, but I do not want to be a slave anymore. He seemed cool with it. We had fun in the club. I said goodbye. The next thing I realize I am tied up to a dungeon bed and I am his ass rape porn star. He drugged my drink and kidnapped me. When I woke up, his hand was on my throat and his cock was buried in my ass. I glanced around the room. It was a prison. No windows. Cement walls. I was not sure if I was in his house or some dungeon. I did know that this guy could kill me and make my body disappear. I had to be careful how I responded. I acted like what he did was the hottest thing ever. He did not buy it. He slapped my face and told me he was impervious to my games. He fucked me until I passed out from exhaustion. I was still tied up on a BDSM bed when I came too but I was all alone. I think I have been kidnapped for a snuff porn.

Cheating Cunt Loses Life

taboo phone sex

Hi Master! I’m ready to play again, I have on the lacy dark ready teddy suit you love so much! Come and take it off of me. You lay me down on your bed, covered in plastic you tell me your wife has a problem wetting the bed sometimes. I believe you and let you push your cock deep inside of my cunt. You have already stuffed me full again and again all over your home! Every once in a while you slit me by mistake with a blade that’s just laying random. I feel cold silver against my throat and before I can scream your hand is thrown against my lips. The cock of yours inside of me is now painful as you shove deeper inside of me. My next thought is of my husband before the knife slices open my throat enough for me to stay alive but bleed out slowly. I watch you use my blood as the lube in my cunt. You carve into my stomach your initial as you pump inside of me, blood spraying and leaking everywhere as I can’t scream anymore and life fades away slowly.

Summer is Cannibalism Phone Sex Time

cannibalism phone sexIt is cannibalism phone sex season. My favorite meat to barbecue in the summertime is human  flesh. I spend weeks hunting for the best selection. I like my food natural and organic. This means no tattoos, no piercings, no fake tits and natural hair color too. You would be surprised how difficult that is to find. I also need my meal to be not too skinny and not too fat and that is equally hard to find. I also need one drug and alcohol free. It used to be easier to find the perfect meal. But I am patient. It is worth the wait to find a succulent piece of flesh. Seriously, the best meals are home cooked and natural. One slab of flesh will feed me all year. I hunt outside gyms and malls. But I will troll the neighborhood sites for community BBQs too. I have found wonderful meals there before. For me, hunting is most of the fun. I take my time when I capture my meal. Full body inspections are necessary. Sometimes, they need to detox. I soften the skin with butter baths for days ahead. My last meal was a male. I had the help of some fellow taboo phone sex bitches in preparing and eating my captured meat. He was willing. Most are not. He found me on the dark net and offered himself up in any useful way. The only use I had for him was in my belly. My girlfriends and I took a week to prepare him. It was nice not having to cage him for a week. Free range, grass fed meat is always the most tender. I boiled him in water first, then put that large shrimp on the barbie as the saying goes. A slow roasted pig is a yummy meal. We danced by the fire and drank wine as we cooked a meal fit for snuff porn queens like us. I am still hunting my perfect summer meal to feed me into next year. Thinking this season, I need some girl meat. Maybe even a veal cutlet. Perhaps, you want to help me find the perfect dinner?

Torture sex

Bloody phone sex

Dirty sadistic whore is what all the men I terrorized call me. That’s because I have no remorse and I love sucking the blood off of my sharp blade after I gut those little fuckers. You come to me with your dirty fantasies and instead I blow your mind with mine. Whoever thought!! I love leashing men and training them into the idealistic man I want them to be. Forcing them to do things they could have never imagined or at least that’s what they want me to believe. They need someone to put the blame on and I see nothing wrong with being the bad guy! So, since they want to use me as their pawn I make sure by the time we are through that fucker will suffer from Post traumatic stress disorder. You said you wanted me to be at fault right? Well you didn’t think giving me an idea was going to do that.. Obviously me being at fault means me turning your dirty little fantasy into a nightmare. 

Let Me Murder Your Wife!

Killer Phone Sex

Sometimes I just need to blow off some steam with killer phone sex! I need desperately to satisfy my craving for murder. My perfect snuff fantasy? We fuck like the world is ending right in the bed where you sleep with your wife every night. I ride your cock like my life depends on it and as soon as you hear your wife coming home from work we start to fuck even louder. She finds us in the bed right as you fill my pussy with a hot load of cum. I see the heartbreak on her face as she realizes you are mine now, I reach for the gun on the night stand and shoot her right in the fucking head! Her body drops to the ground and I squat right over her face and push all that cum out of my pussy into her gaping dead mouth.

Medical Fetish Phone Sex Calls Mean Anal Pain for Me

medical fetish phone sexMedical fetish phone sex calls scare me. Anytime, anyone asks me what my medical fetish is, I go mute. I do not want to say I am into rough anal. I mean I do love a hardcore ass fucking, but most guys are more brutal than I could even imagine with my ass. My stepson has a private client who loves medical fetish flicks. He wants an asshole prolaplsed to the point you can put a zip tie on it and make the anus look like a pacifier. No thank you. But it is not like I have a choice. I wanted to spend Father’s day with my husband and my sons, but I was summoned. I had to lie to my family about where I needed to go in the middle of our celebration. I love my family, but my stepson controls me with blackmail and cocaine. I told him I did not have much time that I could be gone. I threatened him but I cannot back it up. I can never back it up. I am too afraid of losing my cushy life. I am just a perpetual fuck up. Everything was set up for a quick snuff porn, but I dreaded this. I saw the stirrups, speculum, the Ben-Gay and the zip ties. This was going to hurt. I sat in a gyno chair with my legs spread. He used a baseball bat to pull my asshole inside out. He put a zip tie on it, followed by some Ben-Gay. My eyes were burning but not like my prolapsed asshole. Hot damn, I was in pain. I was crying. A hardcore ass fucking is one thing. I can handle that. This was anal torture. I was bleeding. I could feel it. My stepson had the camera rolling. It was a live stream for his client. I would have said, who gets off on this kind of anal abuse, but I know plenty of you do. Anal torture sex keeps my phones ringing, but this was not a fantasy call. This was abuse. When I was allowed to leave, I could not sit to drive home. My asshole was still protruding out. Just another day in the life of a druggy whore.