While folks were at church yesterday, I was on a snuff sex rampage. You see, I am a blasphemous bitch. I think church is for fools and prudes. Satan lets you have way more fun. I am not a diehard Satanist, but that is just because I do not worship anyone or anything. I am a strong independent bitch. But I do believe in the power of Satan and dark magic. There is the local mega church on the other side of town. I rarely piss where I sleep, but this church is ridiculous. The pastor is like a millionaire. He pays no taxes and lives in luxury while his congregation struggles to put food on the table. This hypocrite is making bank on the poor. How is that religious? How is that charitable? Dumb ass flock. I decided last night before everyone filled the mega church that I would have some fun. I wanted to point out the hypocrisy of the church leader. I desecrated the church. I am a computer hacker. A very skilled one too. I was able to hack the preacher’s computer and boy did I find some disturbing shit. The high on the hog preacher loves little boys. He spends his tax free money going to Thailand not to help the poor but to score young boy ass. The rich pervert preacher uses money from the poor to fund his P needs. I snuck into the church and covered the walls with images of the preacher in some very illegal sex acts with boys. I wrote blasphemous sex things on the walls and pews. I pissed in offering plates and tore up Bibles. I spray painted 666 on the pulpit and crosses. Fuck that pervert preacher and his poor dumb congregation who blindly give him money. They are worshiping Satan and do not even realize it. Now they do. They might as well join the dark side. I mean that is where all the fun is had.
Tag: Taboo phone sex
Kidnapping Phone Sex Accomplice
I love a good kidnapping phone sex scenario. I can be a good victim, but when it comes to kidnapping, I excel at being the accomplice. When men need or want a young girl, a mom is the best bait to lure a little girl right into your arms. Parents raise their girls to be fearful of men. They rarely explain that stranger danger can be in the form of a mom, especially a mom of one of their daughter’s school friends. I was targeted by Tom. He had a specific girl in mind that he wanted. He just could not get near her. He needed an in, so he made me a sweet deal. He knew my reputation as a coke fiend. He had a large supply, but I had to bring him the object of his lust. I was hesitant at first. He got me high. He let me taste his premium Colombian cocaine and I was all in. I knew the girl. She goes to school with my youngest son. I saw her at the mall and told her that her mom sent me to get her. I drugged her Starbucks drink I bought her so she would sleep in the car. I hand delivered her to Tom who has had rape phone sex fantasies about her for months. He is a P man, and she gets his dick hard. I may have felt bad briefly, but once I saw the bag of coke he had for me, I told him to have fun. He made me watch. He wanted me to be a full accomplice so I would share the blame or maybe even take it all. I got high and watched him tear her holes apart. As she screamed for help and her mother, I just closed my eyes and continued to get high. I told myself it was just a pitfall of getting free coke.
If You Want Domination Phone Sex with Me, You Need a Man’s Cock
Bitches like me need domination phone sex. But do not try to dominate me with a small dick. I am a switch. That means I can be submissive, and I can be dominant. Which one you get, depends on your dick size. How can you dominate a hot bitch like me who stands almost 6 foot tall in heels when you have a small pecker? You simply cannot do it. I will over power you. That is what happened at this exclusive BDSM club I visited last night. I was there to get used. To be owned and put in my place. I went alone to the club because I am in between masters. I was hoping to find a potential master. Instead, I met a Pee Wee Herman mother fucker playing pretend. He was a tall guy, not as tall as me though. He had a mask on so I could not see his face. How I knew he was an imposter was he said he was going to make me into an ass rape porn star, and he had a tiny dick. It was so small, I never felt it in my ass. He kept saying things like, “Take this big dick, bitch,” or “How does my big dick feel in your worthless ass, whore?” I had to ask him if he was in yet and he spanked my ass. I could not feel his “big dick,” in my ass. I pushed him off me and turned the tables. I grabbed a huge dildo off the wall and rammed it in his ass. “Feel that poser,” I screamed. He let out a shriek like a girl. I ripped his mask off, and he looked like a femboy, not a bad ass master. I fucked his ass raw. And I called in one of my black masters to show him what a man’s cock is supposed to look like. Little loser thought he could dominate me with a shrimp’s tail for a dick. I am a submissive whore ONLY to real men. Is that you?
Killer Phone Sex and Torture
Killer phone sex fantasies have consumed me lately. I mean I am an anti-social bitch, but folks are rubbing me wrong even more than usual. I was at the mall. I am not a mall rat but the only place to get a good pair of army style boots is at this one store in the mall. I got my shoes and stopped into Starbucks for an overpriced latte. I was in front of this teen slut. She looked like she walked out of a Mean Girls audition. She screamed privilege. She was pissing me off before she even opened her mouth. When she heard me sighing as it was taking her forever to decide which drink had the least amount of carbs and sugar, she turned around and made a snarky comment about my appearance. I just smiled at her because this would be her last overpriced drink. I was going to make the mallrat a snuff porn star. I followed her out, clubbed her over the head and shoved her in my trunk. I drove her to my kill shack and took my time killing her. For me, the thrill is in their pain. I disfigured her pretty face. I widened her mouth with my knife. I slit her nostrils open too. I carved Whore in her forehead. She was tied up and going nowhere. Stupid, disobedient, self-entitled cunt. I made her sorry. I sliced off each finger and each toe. I took her perky nips off. I sliced her clit and shoved it down her throat. Yep. I made the hot teen slut eat her own clit for shits and giggles. It would have been better if you were with me. I think teen teases like that need fucked too. I can do all the torture sex and you can do all the force fucking. There are more girls like the whore I snuffed. So, we have plenty of teen whores to snuff together.
Founded The Perfect Little fuck Toy
My master asked me to bring some dirty young sluts to use and abuse. With chloroform at hand, I went to the park. I saw a dumb young mother with a little young slut she was doing cart wheels and I could see he had no panties on. Her mom didn’t notice her mom didn’t seem to notice anything, so I watched her as she went to the bathroom. After I walked in, I could see she was sitting on the toilet. I asked if she needed help and she said yeah. As I opened the door, I could see she had her legs spread open and her fingers were right on it. She told me she needed help whipping as I reached for tissue but she said she doesn’t like it and wants me to use my fingers. I used my fingers to wipe her little cunt, she started rubbing up against my fingers harder and harder. I knew she was using me to masturbate and taking her with me would be easier than I thought, I let her continue until I felt her little pussy start pulsing and felt her juices rushing. She thanked me and I told her I had lots of candy and that I would help her wipe whenever she wanted as much as she wanted if she came with me. Like the dumb little young slut, she is she agreed and I knew master would be happy to have her as his fuck toy.
Ass Rape Porn in the Shower
I am not a professional ass rape porn star, but that never stopped men from treating me like one. I was at the gym earlier in the week. I am trying to get in shape, but things did not go as planned my last time at the gym. There were not many folks in the place. It was sparse. I went into the locker room afterwards to shower. I heard the door but assumed just a staff member or a woman putting stuff in her locker. I had been washing my hair, so my eyes were shut. When I opened them, there was man staring at me. I screamed and he rushed me. I hit my head on the wall of the shower. I felt dizzy and felt blood trickle down my head. As I stumbled, he caught me and lifted me up. Not to be nice though. He did it to fuck my ass. I was not able to fight. I was dizzy and he was a huge man. No clue where he came from, but I thought I was safe at the gym. I mean I was not in the bad part of town trying to score drugs. Hell, I was not even high. Once I got my bearings, I started to scream again. He just put his had around my mouth and hammered his cock into my ass. I was struggling, but he had me in some sort of wrestling hold. His hand was holding the back of my neck while I was in a crunch position. He was holding me in the air as he sodomized me like a rag doll. When he nutted, he just tossed me off his dick like I was nothing. I landed on the shower floor. The hot water washed away his DNA and let him get away with force fucking me. I guess when you are a taboo phone sex whore, there are no safe places.
Torture Phone Sex Roadside Assistance
I had to make a Roadside assistance call and got this Torture phone sex blog from it. That was quite an experience late on a Friday Night. I was caught in the rain with a blown out tire in the middle of nowhere. I got lost looking for a party. I was dressed like a stripper. It was the dead of night in the middle of a rain storm on a deserted hiway. What could possibly go wrong?
What happens when you are in a county with no night life and few residents. Little crime or need for a big PD. Well these police officers were far from looking out for my safety. These guys were so back woods they see a piece of ass they pounce on it with bird calls and all that shitiness. I was degraded like a low grade hooker. They forced me to my knees and pissing down my throat. They slapped me around and took part of Rape phone sex fantasies they have likely been harboring for decades. I was beat with the nightstick, tazed in the cunt as they fucked me. There were 4 pigs and one was a bitch calling all the shots.
She got off on seeing me beat and violated. She enjoyed poking and prodding at me with the tazer and her boot. She was fucking wet for pistol fucking me mostly. She and the guys pissed on me and left me in the pouring rain as they towed my car away.
You Don’t Stand A Fucking Chance
Bloodthirsty bitches like me don’t take shit from skanky whores. That doesn’t mean that I don’t get my pussy stretched out. I do, and often. It’s most nights of the week I get left with a cream pie in my cunt, but those are all on my own terms. I love riding and gliding on blood covered cocks, especially after they’ve just stolen the innocence of some young girl or slutty little boy. I love men that can be violent, especially with bitches and young ones.Any one that does some nasty little accomplice play with me is always welcome back into my bed.
These tiddies are supple, and this pussy drips. Especially is we use the tears of that poor, forlorn little one as lube. I love watching cocks tear into hot young cunts and fresh littler ass holes. The rip is audible, and it makes my nipples leak. I want to play in their juices. Just to fuck with them, I always make them cum. They loved it if they came, didn’t they? That’s what I drilled into their little heads as I’d edge them again and again until they begged me for sweet release.
Your Fantasy Phone Sex Scenarios Were My Life as a Young Girl
Fantasy phone sex is what I do best. But some men have fantasies that are my reality. I had a brutal upbringing. What daddies fantasize about doing to their baby girls or other girls, my daddy did to me. I had a caller this week who wanted me to relive my violent past with daddy. I could hear the satisfaction in his voice as I choked up remembering the violence. I understand that my pain is your pleasure. That is the nature of this job. He asked me my earliest memories of abuse and what my father did to me first. The night my mother left us, my father was in my bedroom doing way more than just exploring his rape phone sex fantasies for his baby girl. I tried to pretend that I was sound asleep, but I could not pretend to be in a deep sleep while daddy’s dick ravaged my tiny holes. I was bleeding and crying. Screaming in pain. I was so loud; daddy shoved his crusty old boxer shorts in my mouth to muffle me. Later, he would graduate to a ball gag. My father was never a father to me. And when my mother left, that did not change. What changed was that I became his wife. I had to cook and clean. I had to service his cock. Not just his cock either. I had to service all his poker buddies and friends too. He kept me home from school when I got older because he was afraid, I might tell a counselor, or a friend and he would lose his cash cow. He pimped me out when I was barely a teen to settle his gambling debts. I eventually got too big to control and I ran away. Do I like talking about my youth? No. But I am a taboo phone sex slut, and it is part of the job.