Tag: Taboo phone sex

Evil phone sex: We’ll bound, torture & gag this slut

Evil phone sex Evil phone sex I have there is no mercy.  We’ll bind her, wrists and ankles, spread-eagled on the cold, hard floor. I’ll ensure she’s nice and helpless, unable to escape my wrath. The anticipation will be delicious, watching her squirm, knowing she’s at my mercy.

Next, we’ll gag her. After all, we don’t want her screaming to disturb the neighbors, do we? A ball gag will do nicely, silencing her cries as we begin our wicked work. Slam it in her mouth so hard, her teeth break. That will be a nice souvenir for my collection. 

Tied up and silent, she is ready to be our sacrifice. This dumb little slut is lucky to become a hot dish for Satan. Blasphemy sex is a glorious thing, my darling. A twisted dance of pleasure and pain, all in the name of Satan. We’ll defile her, violate her, make her scream fuck God in her dying breath. She’ll beg for mercy, but there’s no mercy here. Only the sweet, sweet release of sinful pleasure.

When I guide your P. Cock into her I want you to thrust has hard as possible. Each moment you pound your cock into her should be more painful than the last. Make that little pussy bleed so the power of Satan can fill us.

 

Once an Ass Rape Porn Star, Always One

ass rape pornOnce an ass rape porn star, always one. That’s what happens when you earn the nickname Little Anal Annie. Some director called me that over a decade ago because of my red hair and my love for extreme anal play. But it is not that I enjoy getting my ass destroyed by rough sex or that I enjoy a huge ass gape. However, it is my only bargaining chip when I need coke. No one gives me coke for free. And I never have money to buy coke unless I do rough anal videos or snuff films.

So, my asshole will keep on taking a huge beating. But such is the life of a coke whore, I guess. My husband never liked anal sex, so he never sees the condition of my asshole when we fuck. He is a vanilla guy. However, I am a nasty freak and a coke head. Friday night, desperate for coke, I went down to the docks.

The warehouse district is mostly abandoned buildings used as flop houses and porn studios. But not the vanilla kind. More like snuff movies. But down in the seedy part of town is where I do nasty things to get coke. Like one stop shopping. I do something to get money for coke, then walk or crawl to the next building to score coke.

I Sell My Asshole for Coke Money

However, Friday night the drug dealer wanted to make a homemade film with me in exchange for coke. He likes to film him and his friends obliterating the holes of soccer moms for profit. Sort of his version of Girls Gone Wild. More like Soccer Moms Gone Wild. He let me get high first saying I would need it. And I did need it.  Him and his friends wanted to see how many cocks at once they could get in my ass. Plus, they wanted to see how many fists they could shove up my ass at once too. I felt like a sock puppet.

This went from hardcore anal sex to gangbang rape porn quickly. But I endured the pain and disfigurement of my asshole once again for coke. They did a number on my asshole too. Just when I think no one can destroy my ass more, some seedy porn director says, “Hold my beer.”

Sadistic Phone Sex Might Cost You Your Balls

sadistic phone sexAs a lifelong sadistic, sadistic phone sex calls seem perfect for me. I love to torture, mutilate and snuff folks. Although I am also a paid mercenary, I torture and kill people for shits and giggles sometimes. Last night, this loser was in the wrong place at the wrong time. For whatever reason, I felt the need to mutilate some loser’s junk. Chop his balls off and feed them to my dog.

Normally, I look for a man to castrate. And I have a type. Big ego but sports a little or average dick. Rude to everyone. Feels self-entitled to pussy because he has a dick. But I had no knowledge about this guy. He needed a ride after his car broke down on the side of the road. So, this was an opportunity castration phone sex experience.

However, he did hit on me in the car, so that felt creepy enough for me to justify removing his junk. I took him back to my place, drugged his beer and dragged his lifeless body to my torture dungeon. And I had the castration chair ready to go.

I repurposed an old wooden execution chair. Added a plank that I attached to the middle of the chair. Carved a circle in it, made the plank adjustable for dick size. The way my little castration death chair works is that I strap my victim down. Straps around the head, wrists and ankles. A grip in the mouth so he does not bite his tongue off from the pain. I separate the cock and the balls. The balls go through the hole, and the cock gets strapped to the board. And I put a castration band around the balls. Then wait for them to turn blue.

Not All Men Deserve to Have Balls

I literally give a man blue balls before I castrate him. This hitchhiker I picked up appeared to be all potatoes and no meat. Although I did not know if he checked off all my boxes, I needed to castrate someone regardless. So, he got extreme cock and ball torture sex for being in the right place for me, and the wrong time for him.

With his tiny dick, the way I saw it, I did women a favor. He will never get erect again. He passed out from the pain and shock of losing his balls, but I revived him. Cauterized the wound with a cast iron skillet. Drugged him again and left him back where I found him. He will wake up without balls and wonder what the fuck happened to him. The drug I gave him erases short term memory. So, he will truly wonder where his balls went. They went to my dog as a special treat. And she loved them.

Sex with Dead Bodies is a Hot Taboo Fuck

sex with dead bodiesSex with dead bodies is fun. Sometimes, the best fuck for a woman is just after a man dies. A couple hours after death, rigormortis sets in and that makes a cock stiff as a board. Although a dead man does not cum. I think I could make him cum. What do you think? I do like cum, but I just need a stiff dick. One that won’t talk or get mean or abusive with me.

Sometimes, I pose as an EMT. I have an outfit from a friend of mine who is a real EMT. And I have another necrophiliac friend too. Over the weekend, he and I hooked up for a trip to the morgue. I told the coroner that I was an EMT, and my friend needed to ID the man I brought in earlier. And then I asked for some privacy. The corner needed a lunch break, so she took one giving us about an hour for some necrophilia phone sex fun.

I found the stiff I brought in earlier. And he found a cute teen girl who died in a car accident the same day as my hung corpse did. We each had a warm body to fuck. One that would not talk or scream or fight us. Although no man balks at fucking me, so many ruin the encounter when they won’t shut their mouths.  My friend thought the same thing about the young corpse he fucked. No fighting him. No screaming for help either.

A Dead Dick or a Dead Cunt Never Fights You or Talks Smack to You

I got up on the cold slab where my corpse laid and rode his stiff, dead cock like a horny cowgirl. Right next to me, my friend plowed the dead cunt of a teen girl. He told me nothing ever felt tighter on his cock either. When you fuck a corpse, you will never last long. I mean it is like an extreme taboo phone sex fetish. So, that forbidden aspect combined with the stiffness of a dead dick, or the tightness of a dead pussy makes you cum quickly.

After we both came, we cleaned the bodies the best we could and got the fuck out of the morgue before anyone was the wiser. But we still felt so horny after the encounter. So, we went back to my place and fucked some more. I sucked a dead girl’s pussy scent off his dick. And that made me even wetter than I was before. I love being a sick fuck.

Bondage Phone Sex Kept Me Suspended in Air for the Torture

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex keeps me hanging around. Sometimes, when I need cash, I answer bondage or other BDSM ads for models. Most of them involve extreme bondage and even rough sex. However, some seem like pure torture. And that unfortunately turned out to be the case Saturday night. I needed cash to score coke. But none of my dealers had product or they refused to trade my old, loose holes for a bag. So, I answered some ads on the dark net.

If I can survive what my stepson does to me, I could survive another extreme bondage shoot, I told myself. And I believed it would not be that bad. But it was that bad. At first, it seemed like any other bondage photo shoot I have done in the past. But when he tied me up and hoisted me up in the air, I knew this shoot would be different. Maybe more extreme torture sex than any prior shoots before.

I felt like a marionette puppet in the air with my legs and arms suspended and tethered together with my pussy and ass spread wide. Easy access to my pussy and ass always worries me. The photographer used a taser gun like a dildo on my pussy and ass. Every time he zapped the inside of either hole, I pissed the floor. When he had two taser guns, he used them simultaneously on my pussy and ass causing me to shake uncontrollably. And piss more too.

I Endure Extreme Torture Just to Score Coke

He zapped me so many times I could smell my flesh burning. However, this was not the end. He invited about 20 guys to all tase me at the same time. And this sent me into extreme convulsions. You would have thought that I had a seizure. But it was just extreme torture phone sex. Eventually, he cut me down. I fell into my puddle of piss. The sadist photographer made me lick up all my piss from the concrete floor while he fucked my ass.

Just when I though he was done, he invited his accomplices to use me like a gang bang whore while I was on all fours licking up my piss. I barely crawled home. But it was worth it because I made enough cash to buy some good coke.

The Start of A Taboo Phone Sex Night With Rena

taboo phone sexWe had quite the taboo phone sex experience this past weekend. You roughly pushed two fingers inside my pussy while sucking on my neck hard enough to leave bruises later on. My moans echoed through the room as You fucked me relentlessly from behind while pinching my nipples until they were sore and tender. When You finally came inside me after pulling out at the last moment, you didn’t bother cleaning up; instead, you smirked devilishly before moving onto your next target – another girl who had passed out by the bar earlier that night due to excessive drinking or maybe even an overdose… Who knows? Not important now anyway!

As I watched helplessly yet aroused by what was about to happen next (because let’s face it – this is exactly why we were all here), You dragged her limp body over to where we were and positioned her head right above my just-fucked pussy. Her mouth hung open, tongue lolling out of her slack jaw as You pushed it inside me forcefully while holding onto her hair tightly. The feeling of being violated from both ends was intense but exhilarating at the same time – a rush like no other!

As I watched in a mix of horror and arousal, another guy joined us, pushing his hard cock deep into the girl’s ass without any lubricant or care for her comfort whatsoever. She moaned softly around my pussy before going completely silent as he began to thrust roughly inside her tiny hole. It was clear she wouldn’t last much longer…and neither would I if this kept up much longer!

Suddenly there was a shift in energy; everyone seemed more focused on their own pleasure than anything else – including me now that mine had been taken away so brutally yet satisfyingly earlier on… And then it happened: one by one they all collapsed around us – passed out from exhaustion or too many drugs maybe? Who knows again? Not important anymore! All that mattered now was finishing what we started…or rather, finishing each other off since none of them could do it anymore anyway!

Without hesitation or remorse, You plunged your cock back into my quivering opening once more while grabbing another girl who had also passed out nearby and forcing yourself inside her tight little asshole next door neighbor style (because why not make use of all available limp body over to where we were and positioned her head right above my just-fucked pussy. Her mouth hung open, tongue lolling out of her slack jaw as You pushed it inside me forcefully while holding onto her hair tightly. The feeling of being violated from both ends was intense but exhilarating at the same time – a rush like no other!

Violent Phone Sex Tendencies Reside in Us All

violent phone sexViolent phone sex tendencies are in us all. It just takes the right scenario to trigger you. But I know that if you knew you would never get caught, you would unleash you inner beast. Since I am sort of a professional accomplice, I get to see the worst in people. And I get to bring out the worse too. That makes me happy. Up until last week, only men hired me. So, I am usually helping men force fuck and snuff some young girl. Not this time. I got to go Helter Skelter on a man who reminded me of my father and all the men who abused me for years.

This woman wanted to kill and torture the man who abused her as a little girl. We bonded over our violent upbringing. The best revenge will always be extreme cock and ball torture sex, followed by a painful and slow death. We used me as bait to lure her daddy somewhere we could get our revenge. And he never saw it coming. He thought I wanted to fuck him. Old with a huge beer belly. Clueless fuck.

Killing and Torturing is More Fun with a Partner

His daughter waited in the wings of my rented home with a big knife and rope to tie him up. He could not fight two strong bitches with revenge on their mind. We got him subdued easily. The asshole did not even recognize his own daughter. I let her start the fun. She immediately sliced one ball off. He let out a loud scream. Although he tried to apologize, we both knew it was hollow. But men say anything to save their hide.

She took the first ball, threw it on the floor and stomped on it while her daddy watched in horror. I took the other ball and channeled my revenge for my daddy. When I bit off his testicle, he passed out. First time for everything. I never bit off a nut before. But it felt amazing. And therapeutic. We tortured him for hours before she did the honors. She slit his femoral artery and watched him bleed out. We disposed of his body, toasted his snuff sex death and fucked. I almost did not want to charge her.

Ass rape porn is what daddy was doing with my daughter

I didn’t know I was walking in on daddy making Ass rape porn with my daughter. But I wasn’t surprised. He woke me up ripping my cunt and ass open when I was young too. Of course he covered my mouth to muffle my screams. “The more you fight the better it feels to my cock” he said sternly. Daddy forcefully opened my legs and ripped my panties off. “It is your duty to let daddy use you to milk my cock” daddy say as he spit on his hand.

Ass rape porn

Then he grabbed his cock and started poking it at my ass. “I rather fuck this tight asshole first” you say as you start to push your cock in my young daughter butthole.  The pain from you ripping my asshole open, made me pass out. “Wake up” daddy said as he spanked my ass and fucked it. As my eyes opened up, I could smell blood, and the pain was so hard. “Fuck the blood lubes you up and perfect for my cock to pound your ass” daddy moans. “Your daddy’s little bloody anal whore now” he grunted as he pounced me harder.

My body was squirming all over from him fucking me that daddy grabbed me by the neck to keep me in place. The tighter you squeezed my neck the harder you fucked my ass. By now the pain was so hard I went numb. “That’s it, whore milk daddy with your bloody ass” he grunted again. As soon as I took a breath, I felt the rush of daddies’ sperm in my ass. Then daddies body slumped on me. He was so heavy, and my ass leaked blood and sperm, but I didn’t move. Now I get to help daddy give the same Torture sex to my daughter while filming it.

Ass Rape Porn Cash Cow for My Son

ass rape pornFor my son, I am always an ass rape porn star. He is the reason my asshole prolapses so easily. But I never mind because his coke is free and primo too. Well, maybe not free. It does cost me physically. I never leave his place unscathed. But he needs me. I am his cash cow. We live stream our sessions and that’s how he affords nice things like pink cocaine for his old mommy,

When I arrived at his place the other night, I had on a plaid mini skirt, chunky heels, frilly white lace socks and a tight white crop top. The skirt appeared too short, and my meat curtains hung down. The top fit so tightly that my boob scars showed. But that is just how he likes me. My freshly Botoxed face, overly tanned body and clown makeup completed the skanky look he adores.

I looked into the camera and begged him to beat me beautiful. Although I am his punching bag, he lets me get high first. I buried my head in the bowl of pink cocaine as he explored my body deciding which hole to fuck first. My only tight hole is my pee hole. I hate that. But the coke dulls the pain. At least in the moment it does. My bladder is his toilet. As he fucked my urethra, he filled me with his piss. Once he peed inside me, he pushed my face back in the coke so I would not feel the sting of the snuff sex that was to come next.

I am My Son’s Cash Cow

Of course, I forgot to take my dentures out and that cost me a black eye and purple jaw. Once he rammed his cock down my throat, his balls smothered me. He punched my tits and bruised my esophagus too. As I choked on his cock, he made me push out my prolapse so he could ziptie it. That turns my shit pipe into his cock sleeve instantly.  I kept snorting coke as he fucked my prolapse and continued to choke me.

Somehow, he contorted my frail, brittle body like a pretzel so he could better ram my holes for his 690 viewers. He oscillated between fucking my prolapse and picking me up like a bowling bar and slamming my body into the sheet rock. Good thing I am hardheaded. The more violent he gets, the more money he makes. And at my expense. But like I said, he loves me, or he wouldn’t coke me up first to dull the pain.

He split my head open. I felt concussed and I started bleeding. According to him, he just made me more of a dumbtard.  He left me hanging in the wall like a piece of art. But he surprised me for with 12 of my biggest fans. They came to fuck me while my body hung from the wall. A gangbang rape porn occurred next. Those men paid to fuck me. I got triple penetrated, fisted, choked, skull fucked and punched everywhere. But I was comfortably numb thanks to his pink coke.

My Boys Loves to Beat His Mommy Beautiful

My son punched my head so hard that it shoved me through the wall and into the bowl of coke. He laughed at me as I fell on the floor with a thud. I looked like a raccoon with makeup smeared all over my face. My eyes appeared very swollen as I almost couldn’t see a thing. My fan boys gathered around with their cocks erect again watching him pull my tits between my knees and zip tie them too. And they started turning purple quickly.

When the plastic bag went over my head, I knew I was in trouble. But he did put some coke in the bag for me. Him and the fanboys ravaged my pussy, ass and pee hole while I struggled to snort and breathe. They continued to beat me too. Almost every inch of my body turned a different color than white. As I began to suffocate, they just continued to punch me and choke me.

But according to my boy, mommy looks sexiest covered in bruises. As they fucked my urethra, they punched my back so hard that I knew I would be pissing blood for days. The more they punched me, the faster the money rolled in. They punched me beautiful.

As I was about to pass out, my boy tore a hole in the bag so they could drown me in jizz. I puked in the bag, and I had to clean it up. For hours, they force fucked all 4 of my holes. They continued to beat me and use my head and body like a battering ram. And they continued to contort my body in unnatural positions that popped my limbs out of their sockets. Ouch.

I Know My Son Loves Me Because He Gives Me Coke

Once they finished with me, my boy showed off my cum covered, battered body to the 690 viewers who watched. And more chimes came in. They clearly loved watching a son beat his mommy beautiful.

Better Babysitter phone sex busts open that little rosebud

Babysitter phone sex makes your P. Cock so hard, doesn’t it? I revel in your nasty needs. I just love being a useful whore. I know I offer up the best bald pussies you can get. And I want you to destroy this little bitch’s rosebud for me.Babysitter phone sex

Isn’t she sweet? I think she’s about 4’7, maybe like 65 lbs. or so. Big blue eyes and long light hair, and aren’t her pink puffy nipples so cute? Her body is about to sprout but she still has this perfect little bald pussy. It took some effort when I tried just sticking one finger in her. I can’t wait to watch you rip her open Daddy. 

Maybe we should keep her around for a while. She’s been such a good girl, following all my orders. She is submissive enough not to cause trouble and once she gets old enough we can make some hot Teen rape porn with her. It would be really hot to make her a breeding slave after we break her in for a bit.

 Once we get her fully addicted to your cum, she will be a loyal breeding slave. Or if you get sick of her and just want me to bring you a new toy, I am happy to do that too. I do love being Daddy’s accomplice to soaking your cock in blood.