Tag: Taboo phone sex
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Snuff Porn Weekend
It was a snuff porn weekend. I was in a murderous mood. Everyone annoyed the fuck out of me, especially the little ones. I was camping this weekend. Well, more like glamping because I was in a cabin in the woods. It was supposed to be a quite weekend, but the cabin next to me had a family of 6. Two parents and 4 brats, all super young girls who were spoiled cunts. They kept screaming loudly playing outside. I came to the woods for quiet. Those brats needed to go as in they needed to die. They were going to grow up to be mean girls or whores or both. I was doing the world a favor. I was solo, so I had to make it look like a sexual predator killed them. If I had an accomplice like you with me, it would have been easier and more fun. When the parents went boating, they left their brats behind in the cabin. They hired a babysitter who was old enough to watch the girls, but she was no match for me. I arranged for a cute boy to call her and off she went leaving her charges vulnerable. I took them poisoned cookies. The girls ate rat poison cookies. Once the girls started getting sick, I tore apart their virgin holes with a baseball bat. I tore their pink pusses and pink assholes to shreds. I wasn’t sure how long I had, so I had to make it quick which was a bummer because I like torture sex, especially with young ones. I dragged them outside because I knew the smell of blood would quickly bring the wolves, which would get rid of some of the DNA. Once the wolves had their tiny bodies, I called 911. I acted like the concerned neighbor. I had no motive to kill 4 young girls, but the sexual predator staying nearby did. I know where all sexual predators reside any time, I plot a sexual kill. No pervert is smarter than me. No cop is either.
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies
Do you have rape phone sex fantasies? Most men and women do, but in this Me Too generation, no woman wants to admit it. I have been force fucked before. I never protest much because I am a submissive slut. My daddy told me when I was a little girl that I was put on this earth to take care of men’s needs. Nothing else. He told me I don’t deserve love. I only deserve cum. I knew he was right then, and I know he is right now many years later. I was out at a bar last night. I got blackout drunk. I guess I passed out in the alley way going to my car. I woke up with my arms pinned behind my back getting gang banged by drunk college boys. They were high fiving each other as they sodomized my dry ass. I started screaming because it hurt. I didn’t really know what was going on or how long I had been naked in the alley. They were young, but they knew a whore when they saw one. My ass was leaking blood and cum. They fisted me a few times too. They told me welcome to the party when they realized I was awake. They didn’t care what they did to me. They were just enjoying making an ass rape porn with a drunk dirty whore. Just like daddy and his friends so many years ago.
Kidnapped and Used
Mommy and daddy said to never go out in the dark alone. My friend wanted me to go over to her house to practice kissing boys so I snuck out of my window in the middle of the night and began walking down the dark neighborhood when suddenly a van pulled up and shoved me into the back. When I woke up, I was chained to the dirty garage floor with my arms chained up up. I was completely naked and covered in bruises. My little cunnie was sliced open, down to my asshole and I had a gaping bleeding hole. My kidnapper began slicing my body up and rubbing his hard cock in my burning wounds. He then forced fucked my gaping cunt wound with his rock hard cock forcing it deep inside me. He made me slurp and lick all my blood off of his cock. He then sliced into my tit and fucked the hole in it while I screamed and cried. He came inside of my mutilated teen tit and slit my throat.
Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasies
I have home invasion phone sex fantasies. Do you? My dark desire is for a handsome, dominant stranger to break into my house one night when I am all alone. He puts a chain around my neck and makes me his slave. His sex slave who he violates in every hole in every room of the house. The idea of being force fucked in my sons’ twin beds or my marriage bed gets me wet. I know I am a fucked up bitch. I do a lot of cocaine and it makes me twisted in the head. I had such a hot dream about a home invasion last night that I woke up thinking it had happened. In fact, I had a red purple mark around my neck like a chain had been there. I had ligature marks on my ankles and my wrists like I had been tied up. My ass was sore like an ass rape porn star. There was even cum oozing out of my fuck holes. Fresh cum too. I know I was high and drinking wine, but how can I not remember getting bound and fucked in my own house? I have been masturbating all morning trying to remember who the handsome stranger was that made my wicked fantasy cum true. Was it you?
Spoiled brat had to go
This spoiled little bitch was annoying the fuck out of me. It all started when she parked her car right next to mine, she was way too close so when she opened her door she slammed it into mine and left a dent behind. Then she had the nerve to get mad at me about it! It was clearly all her fault but I didn’t want to make a scene in the parking lot so I just took her info and promised to bring her some money to pay for her repairs later on that day, even tho she didn’t have any damages and it was all her fault anyway! I just wanted the bitch to shut up and give me her address. She was too dumb to live I swear! I showed up to her house a few hours later, she was there alone so I knocked her out, stripped her and tied her to her bed. Then I invited several friends over and we all took turns violating her little fuck holes all night long. She’s still tied up there now, I left her alive to slowly starve to death, it seemed like a fitting punishment for being a bitch.
Castration Phone Sex: Lorena Bobbit is My Hero
Castration phone sex is one of my favorite things. I have a philosophy. Not every man deserves to have balls. They don’t all deserve a cock either. Testicles and dicks are a privilege not a right. So, if I meet you and decide you don’t deserve your balls or your cock, I will take one or the other or both. Chuck was a unique case. He was a special kind of douchebag idiot. I was minding my own business at the bar when him and his friend stood near me. They were discussing the Amazon documentary on Lorena Bobbitt. She is a hero of mine. This douchebag was saying stupid shit like you can’t force yourself on your wife because she is your property. His level of stupidity was mind numbing. He also said she Lorena deserved the death penalty for taking her husband’s dick. I knew, I had to do to him what Lorena did to John. I waited for his drunk ass to come out of the bar. He looked like a last call sort of guy. He stumbled out of the bar, dropped his keys at his car, which gave me the advantage point. I whacked him on the head and pushed him in the car. I drove to a junkie hotel. I was planning on giving him a hot shot, but not until he saw me take his cock and balls with a rusty old knife. I wanted him to feel the pain too. He screamed like a bitch. Even drunk as a skunk, he felt me lob his cock and balls off. He was bleeding everywhere. I had no intention of saving him. Normally, I cauterize the wound, but this dipshit didn’t deserve to live, so he could spew his ignorance. I let him bleed out a painful death, then I gave him the hot shot. Nothing but junkies at that motel. No one would be a reliable witness and the police would just think he stiffed a whore. He got what he deserved.
Strangle Me In My Home
My master is gone for a month. I have no one to have fun with. My black slave pussy needs some intense sexual torture. I want you to break into my home and strangle me to death. The way my nigger cunt is throbbing I will want to keep it going. When you corner me I will put up a fight. I will not give up the fight until you overpower me. Once you finally got me into a corner with no way out, I want you to snuff me good. Make sure I cannot breathe. When you no longer feel a pulse or hear me breathing, by all means, do what you want with me. My lifeless body is here for your pleasure. Rape my lifeless ass, or cut me open watching my lifeless body bleed out. As long as you are violent my slave cunt and I will be happy. Show me no mercy. Let all your stress, aggression and rage out on this nigger slave. If you want you can even kidnap me before you end it, knock my ass out and let me wake up to your torture.
Snuff Porn Punishment
My punishment was snuff porn. I didn’t have to make it. I had to be the star of one. I cheated on him. He put a tracker on my car and busted me with my trainer. I was in trouble. He had always told me that if I cheated on him, I would wish I was dead. He was right, too. He dragged me by the hair from my lover’s bed. I was half clothed, but he didn’t care that he was making a spectacle. And no one cared about a half-naked blonde bimbo. When we got back to his place, he tossed me in his basement. It was dark and musky. I was terrified. I don’t like the dark. I felt things crawling on me. Spiders and those creepy house centipedes were swarming my body. I felt sick. I screamed for hours. I tried to flick them off me. He knew my fears and used it against me. He asked me if I was sorry yet. I told him I would do anything to make it up to him. Anything. I would rather be dead than in that basement full of creepy crawlers. He released me, but it was not a better fate. Just one less heart pounding for me. I am a pain slut; I could handle the whipping better. He strung me upside down from a banister and whipped me for so long, my flesh tore from my body. It was like being a black slave in the late 1800s. He left huge gashes in my flesh. No way I won’t be scarred for life from that. He left me hanging upside down bleeding overnight. The next morning, he cut me down and made me breakfast like nothing had happened. This taboo phone sex slut is dating a sociopath. I will never escape him.
My Necrophilia Side
I wasn’t always a necrophile slut. I was always a mutilator and small animal killer whore though.The only subject I actually enjoyed was Bio. I excelled in that class, except for the dissection part. Looking at that dead piglet I felt my first stirring…that tingle of excitement mixed with a yearning for the non-living. In death it looked so serene and happy, blissfully unaware of its surroundings; lying on the metal table surrounded by sweaty School girls armed with gloves and scalpels. I faked sick so I could skip that class. I couldn’t bear watching my classmates violate the sanctity of death. I’m obsessed with death. I find it so beautiful. I especially love the ones with thick eyebrows and a slight grimace in their perpetual slumber. Only I am the murderess and those still, unmoving bodies smooth and hard like marble underneath my body Make my pussy so fucking wet. I inject fluid into my victims’ dicks so I can ride them for hours as they stay erect. Then I cut my breast so the blood runs down for lubrication. My pussy lips provide most of the lubrication though. Nothing like sex with dead bodies mixed with a bloodgasm. I feel the most alive after fucking a dead body. Is it the same for you baby? Would you like this sweet young whore I have laid out on the slab, her cold body perfect for your cock? Tell Angel of Death Jezabel all about it!