Tag: Taboo phone sex

Domination Phone Sex for Money or Coke

domination phone sexI need domination phone sex. I am a slave. I am a submissive whore. I am just here for men to use. I hope that I may get some coke out of it, but that is not always the case. I was desperate for money. I could not trade my holes for coke. I had to hook on the street. Me. A suburban housewife with two teen sons and a lawyer husband on the street corners hooking with street urchins. I was clean and fresh looking. No needle tracks. No signs of a pimp beating the crap out of me. The guy that offered me $500 seemed nice. We went to his office because he is married, and it was too cold for the car. I knew it was not safe, but I owe a dealer a lot of money and he is at the break your bones or pay up stage. I was just getting money anyway I could without my husband knowing. My “John” stripped me naked and made me crawl around his office floor. He hurled insult after insult. When he reveled a hidden door, I got scared. It was a dungeon. One full of whips and chains and other BDSM equipment. He paddled me until my ass was raw. He told me he was married but needed an outlet for his violent phone sex fantasies. I tried explaining I was not a whore, but he said I was on a street corner hustling for money; therefore, I was a whore. After about an hour of spanking me raw, he brought his cock into the fun. He skull fucked me so hard I puked. He just laughed because that was what he was hoping for. His cock was big and thick, but I am a big dick sucker. It was the force and the hatefulness that made me puke. I passed out a few times, but he would just piss on me, revive me and do it all over again. He offered me a $1000 for 4 hours tomorrow. I was desperate. I agreed. I may not survive it though.

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Exorcism By Holy Sperm

Taboo Phone SexEvery year on my birthday, my godfather visits me and tries to ‘save’ me!

He doesn’t approve of my self inflicting cunt dripping whore life style and he doesn’t understand my desire for sensual pain and pleasure!

One year, I even seduced him! I taunted him with my flirty smile, brushing my perky tits against him and backing my ass into his noticeably hard cock until he gave in and was balls deep inside me dirty cunt!

He was even more hell bent on saving this evil temptress after that!

But I was not prepared for what he had planned!

I was wearing my sluttiest little black see through nighty when he arrived, my cunt freshly shaved and my legs spread wide as I laid on the bed waiting. I was playing with my wet pussy when he arrived and I called for him to come to my room But He Was Not Alone!

He had brought the priest from his church who instantly tied my wrist and arms to the bed like a scene from the exorcist!

I laughed as they spewed holy water over my hard nipples and twitching clit!

I hissed at the priest saying that the evil whore is deep inside and maybe he should be spewing holy cum inside my possessed cunt!

Then he took his large iron crucifix and shoved it deep in my aching cunt!

My hips rose in ecstasy as he fucked my dripping mound of sinful sweetness with his demon slaying weaponry!

But neither his religious cult pedaling exorcism methods or his priestly pounding phallic tools were any match for this seductive temptress!

No amount of holy sperm can drown my burning addiction for painful erotic sinful fucking! Continue reading

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasy

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex fantasies are why I am here. You are not the only one with sick fantasies. I did not always have such perverted and fucked up fantasies, but decades of abuse and being some one’s bitch has changed my outlook on life. A few years ago, I happened upon a 90s movie called Boxing Helena. It has been masturbation fodder for me ever since. Do you know the movie? It is a strange movie about obsession. A man covets a woman so much, he dismembers her and keeps her in a box under his bed. She can never leave him with no limbs. Since seeing that movie, I have had torture sex fantasies about a man dismembering me. I want to be coveted so much that a man would go to such extremes to make sure I would never leave him. I think deep down inside I know no man would ever want me that much. No man would ever go to such measures for me, a blonde bimbo. They might, however, do it to hurt me. Think of me as your sex doll. You can fuck me when ever you want, any one of my three holes. You can take my arms and my legs, so I will never flee. I am yours forever, for better or worse. Kept right under your bed for whenever you need to use me.

Taboo Phone Sex Mommy

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is my specialty because I do the things wives dare not think about. I get off being a submissive mommy. I think boys should be able to do whatever they want to their mommies, whenever they want too. Mommies should take care of their sons’ horny needs. It does not matter how old the boy is either. My teen boys dominate me now. I am their bitch. I am their cum dumpster. I am their toilet too. They share me with each other, and they share me with their friends. It is always rough, some days rougher than others. Over the weekend, my horny teen boys got entrepreneurial. They invited a bunch of school friends, fellow horny teen boys, to make a gangbang rape porn with their whore mommy. My boys wanted a new XBOX but since Covid, money has been tighter than normal. They decided to raise the money themselves. They got me high. Not that they need to force me for that, but they put something else in my insulin syringe. I do not do heroin. Coke every chance I get. Weed, daily. But smack? I am not a junkie. I have no clue where teen boys got access to heroin or the brain power to switch insulin with heroin. I felt high quickly, like almost instantly. I was foggy and unable to fight when these boys started fucking my ass. Apparently, my sons are evil geniuses. They charged their friends $30 each to fuck me. I was only worth $30? I think my sons just wanted $800 for the XBOX and seeing how their client base were jobless teen boys, they did not see the need to charge more. It felt like an army of cocks assaulting me. Cocks in my ass and pussy for hours. I woke up in a pile of puke, cum and piss. My sons never checked on me. They were too busy playing  on their new XBOX.

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies

killer phone sexI hope you have killer phone sex fantasies. I was born to die. I watched the Hostel movies last night. I was working and snowed in anyway. With the virus still looming, none of my fetish clubs were open. So, I had a horror festival at home. The Hostel movies make my cunt wet. I masturbated all night thinking of being kidnapped and given to men who would sell me to the highest bidder for depraved torture. I know most girls my age would never want to be ravaged and destroyed physically but I am not like most women. I have deep dark fantasies about torture sex. In this one scene in the movie, a young Asian girl is getting mutilated. Her face disfigured, taking away her beauty. Folks were having limbs sawed off by chainsaws. A guy was gutted like a pig. And all of it made my pussy wet. When you kill me, promise me it will be violent and painful. I want to suffer the entire time. I want to be alive while my insides are in a pile on the floor between my legs. I know you want to do that to me too. I will scream, cry and beg for mercy, but I know you will show me none.

Snuff Sex Bitch

snuff sexI am a snuff sex bitch. That is clear in my bio and my blogs. Yet every fucking day I get some lovelorn loser calling me for a GFE call. Sometimes I get a lovelorn loser who thinks he can dominate me and call me names. Big mistake. I do not do love nor am I a bitch. I will never cater to some loser’s desires to dominate a dome either. I do not care if you are paying me. What you pay for is an annoyance tax. It is the fee I get just to have to hear your fucking annoying voice. I am not your whore. I am not your girlfriend. I am not your bitch. The moment you go in any one of those directions, the gloves come off and I come out swinging. I will aim straight for your worthless dick and balls too. I am not doing this job to connect or make friends or find love. I do this job for inspiration. Losers like the one I spoke to last night inspire me to castrate men, even kill them. I am at my best when pissed off because I do not take shit from anyone. If you call me, you can be my victim or my accomplice phone sex partner. There is no in between. There never will be any in between. I do not operate in the in-between gray area. You are my accomplice or my victim. I enjoy killing and torturing folks. I can torture or kill you or we can torture or kill someone else. If you are too stupid to be on a snuff site and not read a bio or a few blogs, your death is well deserved. I will take your balls first because that is just fun for me. Your death, however, will be slow and agonizing. So, are you my accomplice or my victim?

Caged Whore

Taboo Phone SexI have no idea how I got here or where I am or where my clothes are for that matter!

The only thing for certain is, I am a caged whore!

My bruised wrists and bloody ankles are shackled to the bars of the cage and I am so cold and hungry!

My ass is stretched and dripping cum but I don’t know who or how many thick fuck sticks drilled that gaping hole!

But I am guessing the overly large man coming this way might have a clue!

He throws scraps of scrambled eggs and bacon on the floor as he steps into the cage and unhinges my restraints, shoving my face down on the floor in to the food!

I hear his pants drop to the floor and the odor of old cunt surrounds his dirty cock!

He demands that I finish my meal before he finishes fucking me and then I feel this cock of steel tear into my dry cunt!

I can feel my soft tender pussy being destroyed and mutilated and the pain is almost to much!

The smooth lips of my tight pussy are growing raw and blood and will soon be as torn as my ass!

His hands are on my hips as he is slamming his cock deep inside my torn pussy as I try to grab even the tiniest bite of the food that was flung on the floor!

I can feel his balls tighten as they slap my clit with every forceful fuck and I know he is about to cum!

Then he pulls his dripping meat out and I use that second to gather as much food as I can until he kicks me hard in my soft belly, sending me flying against the side of the cage!

His cock drains, what seemed like a never ending shower of cum all over the food and the floor!

Then he ordered me to clean it all up!

I whimpered as I explained that I have nothing to clean it with!

Holding me by the hair, he shoved my face to the cum covered floor and told me to lick it up!

 

Snuff Sex Death

snuff sexIt is always snuff sex with most of my callers. I just die a different way every day. When he calls, I know I am going to die in a cleaver yet painful way.  It was a snuff auction. I did not want to be there. Of course, I did not think I deserved to be there either. Me and a several other blonde bimbos were auctioned off for death. When he bought me, I got sassy. I asked why me. He smacked me. Many times, hard across the face and across the tits. I continued to get sassy until he broke me with his slaps. I just wanted to survive. I was fighting for my life. I know I have not lived a pure life. I have done some things wrong, but this guy was just wanting to torture me for fun, not punishment. Well maybe some punishment. I was a mouthy bitch. Tit torture sex was getting him off. He was smacking my tits, tying them up and using them like boxing bags. I was tied up, with a noose around my neck. I was on a platform for everyone to see too. A public execution with torture first. He choked me, slapped me, electrocuted me too. He was getting off on my body convulsing. I was drooling and turning colors. I was scared. He was destroying my body with a paddle and his bare hands. Just another blonde bimbo dead for amusement.

Your Taboo Phone Sex Accomplice

taboo phone sexI cater to your taboo phone sex fantasies. No vanilla fuck calls or gfe experience with me. My favorite things? Castration, accomplice calls, cannibalism and anything that involves snuff and rape fantasies. If you never attempt to make me your victim, we will get along fine. This is not a job for me. I do this to connect with worthless pieces of shit and like-minded sick individuals. I make my money being a sick bitch for hire on the dark net. Men hire me for the shit they are too weak to do themselves or they hire me to be an accomplice. I helped a guy last night remove his balls. Guys like him give me the knowledge for my castration phone sex calls. I am called a wicked butcher for a reason. When he arrived at my kill shack, he was already sexually mutilated from a botched castration attempt. One ball was black and blue and deflated. He clearly needed my help. I put him in my castration chair to be humane. If they pay me, I am humane. A few shots of whiskey, some Novocain and a castration ban, and he barely feels it. The after aftermath is what hurts the most. After about ten minutes in a castration ban, the balls sever easily. I use a soldering pin to stop the bleeding. Leaves a nasty scar, but a no ball loser does not need to worry about scars. He cannot get laid anyway.  He paid me several grand to remove his balls, kill his dirty impulses. I did. And I loved it. Ball torture sex is so much fun. Small dick losers love CBT and ball removal. Not all of them, but the ones who request some CBT BEFORE I take the balls, are my favorite. You see. I am not the one you call if you want small dick humiliation. I am the one you call if you want that, a lot of pain and castration too.

Torture sex with slut Stephanie

I’m an evil torture sex slut who loves to get freaky and help you play out your darkest desires. I love dark mutilation roleplay where my slutty cunt gets ripped and shredded. Being passed around and force fucked by crowds of men makes my little whore pussy so fucking wet! I love them spitting, pissing and shooting cum all over me. I long to find someone as twisted and demented as me to abuse me and force me to mutilate my worthless holes for him. I have plenty of knives and dull razors. I’m  just waiting for the right guy that can make me slice my flesh open and finger my used up whore pussy with the thick, warm blood that spills out. I want to make myself cum for you as it trickles down from my slit open nipples. I’ll bounce on my giant studded dildo and rip my cunt open while you stroke your cock for me. You could have me slit my own throat and be your pathetic little snuff slut or keep me as your slutty little torture doll.