Life is funny when you think about it. Every day have these little annoyance and concerns. Emotions like joy and happiness only last for a few moments then in the end all that’s left is nothing. Just skin that rots away, then the bones slowly waste away until they are dust. I bet dying is so peaceful. To not have to have those worries or concerns anymore. I could easily found out for myself but I think it should be a intimate experience. I want to make a deal. You do whatever you want to me, I’ll do anything you ask. The only thing I ask in return is you take me away from this world in the very end.
Tag: Taboo phone sex
Take Me Away
Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasies
I have home invasion phone sex fantasies. What about you? The idea of a stranger breaking into my home while I sleep and forcing himself on me gets my cunt wet. When I was a little girl, something similar happened to me while I was spending the night at a friend’s house. We were all asleep, when the family dog started barking. My friend and I were sleeping in her bed. We got up to peer through the door to see what the noise was about. We saw masked men holding a gun to her mother’s head. Her parents were insisting they were home alone in the house, so I took my friend and hid her. I was smart enough to know those strangers would come looking for a little girl or boy in the house. Let them find me instead. When they dragged me out to the living room, I called the Nelsons mom and dad. They only had one girl, so I pretended to be her. The truth was that even as a school girl, I had snuff porn fantasies. I wanted the armed men to hurt me. They made Mr. Nelson do sexual things to me thinking I was his daughter. I told “daddy” it was okay and to do what he needed to do to keep us safe. I think Mr. Nelson secretly enjoyed fucking my baby asshole because he had a huge boner as he force fucked my ass the way the armed intruders instructed him to do so. I think even Mrs. Nelson enjoyed the show. She was grateful I think that it wasn’t her own baby girl getting ass reamed. I cried and said it hurt, but I loved every moment of it. I survived that night obviously, so did the Nelsons. They were always indebted to me afterward and folks in town looked at me as a hero. Really, I was just a kinky little pain slut even way back then.
The Trick
The trick when you pick up a sadistic guy to bring home to get fucked by and (fingers crossed) brutalized by is to be a tease. Act like a whore, rubbing up against them with your body, Get him nice and rock fucking hard then change your tune act like you do not do such crazy sexual things. That is usually the trigger. Acting like a whore then acting like a prude. A sadistic son of a bitch will not take no for an answer and will get his way by any means necessary. They will become mean and violent just the way my cunt likes it. Throwing me around and beating me like a rag doll, and forcing their cock deep into any one of my 3 holes.
Snuff and Bondage Phone Sex
Bondage phone sex sounds tame at first. It is often Fifty Shades of Gray; however, when you are a dirty whore like me, it is never tame. I woke up in a basement yesterday morning. I was naked and tied up. That is not the name of a reality show. It is my life. I hang with an unsavory crowd. I am related to an unsavory crowd too. My step son hates me. Always has and likely will never grow to like me. He can be a sadistic son of a bitch when he wants to be. He had some gambling debts he couldn’t resolve, so he sold me to some mob wannabe loan sharks to settle a debt. These boys were Guido types with no regard for human life. My step son told them to make a snuff porn with me and use the profits to settle his debt. I am not sure how I got from my place to this basement, but I am sure I was drugged somehow. I pleaded for them to let me go. I tried to appeal to their love for their mother but that didn’t work. If anything, it made them want to hurt me more. They whipped me. They used electric shock on me until I was drenched in sweat and piss. They punched me. They force fucked my ass. I asked if they were going to kill me. I honestly thought they had every intention of snuffing me out. One of them told me they planned to rent my body out for abuse, so they could maximize the profit off my body. “Men pay good money to do anything to an old whore and get away with it. You’ll be dead soon enough Blair,” he laughed. I think I prefer a swift death over torture sex any day.
Killer Phone Sex Is A Real Need with Gray
You know how serial killers have a specific need or rather an obsessive compulsive itch that they have to continue their rituals in whatever pattern they have construed or else they just can’t function? Well, in a way I can sympathize as I get a need to kill really annoying little brats. Yeah I said little brats, I fucking hate ankle biting little whiny assed fucking brats. I Hate them! I pretend to be the best babysitter ever and that I adore these fucks but in reality I can’t wait for the parents to leave and get all She Wolf of the SS on them! I fucking swear to the devils cock that I will sweet talk my way into whatever just to get a few good hours with the jizz accidents.
First I will be sweet as fuck and offer them candy and cute stuffed toys and win them over… but… in minutes that all changes. I grab them by their hair and pull them across the room and into the bathroom. There I will shove their faces in the toilet after I take a big smelly crap. I proceed by cutting their cute little clothes off and taking a cheese grater of a dildo and start ripping into those assholes and a shock dildo to their little cunts. With the screams being lost in the pile of excrement I just laugh as they bleed and convulse to their own deaths. That is one way I deal with them but the options and ideas are endless.
Redneck Castration Phone Sex Fun
Castration phone sex is what I want to do after a bad week. Dealing with dick weeds and vacuous whores makes me want to do something about population control. I don’t know what I was thinking, but I went to a heavy metal music festival with some friends over the weekend. It was a 12 hour drive, so we stopped in West Virginia over night to rest. West Virginia is one of those backwards states where everyone makes inbred jokes for a reason. It was me and three of my Goth girlfriends. They take no shit either. When we stopped for gas about 30 minutes before we checked into the no tell motel, a few hillbilly fucks harassed us. It was like we were in some Wrong Turn movie. The boys from Deliverance followed us to our crappy little hotel wanting to party. When we turned their hick asses away, they broke into our room determined to force fuck us. We shut that shit down. We were like the bad ass bitches in Kill Bill using our knives like swords. We chopped off three dicks. These hillbilly mother fuckers wanted to assault us, so we beat them to the punch. The world doesn’t need any more inbred rednecks. Those Wrong Turn son of a bitches won’t even pee the same again because we took a lot more than their balls. I have seen every redneck horror movie made, so I was ahead of the game. I used tire chains to link them together. My girlfriends each took turns castrating a toothless bastard. We laughed as we whacked off redneck balls and dicks. One of them had a good sized pecker for an inbred mother fucker. We tossed in some torture sex for fun. I found a cattle prod in one of their trucks and I sodomized them with it. It was funny to see the pee dribble out their bloody pecker stumps. We checked out of the hotel, leaving them to be discovered by the hotel maid. Three Goth babes will never let redneck losers ruin a good day.
Stranger Danger
It was cool last night and felt perfect time to take a walk. I was feeling surprisingly alive and wanted to enjoy it before that feeling faded away. Which surely didn’t take long. I walked about a block from my apartment before I noticed a large figure following behind. I felt the calmness come over me, letting me know I would be feeling very much alive much longer. He increased his speed and I continued to walk timidly. In a few moments I felt a large hand grab my shoulder and forced my body into the brick wall beside me. *Crack* I felt oozing warmth down the side of my face, with blurred vision I attempted to see my new savior. I could only make out a dark figure. Upon losing consciousness he lifted me up and hurried me over to a park car. Quickly shoving me into the back seat only pausing for a moment to run his hand up my leg before slamming the door shut. As I felt the car start and drove away, I could no longer keep my eyes open…I surely hope to wake again even only for a short time.
Accomplice Phone Sex
As a submissive bitch, I don’t get many calls for accomplice phone sex, but a subby whore like me makes the perfect submissive. I cannot tell you no. I will not tell you no. My livelihood comes from you. I live to please you. More than anything in the world, I want to be a good girl. I never want to disappoint my master, my owner. When daddy told me to get him a new bitch, a younger one, I couldn’t say no; not if I wanted to live. I knew daddy’s type. It would be me 20 years ago: blonde, lean body, no tits yet and a bald pussy. The mall is full of the younger versions of me; hot teen sluts who think they rule the world. They need a daddy like mine to teach them their shit sticks like the rest of us. Daddy broke me young. I have stayed broken. Now it was this little whore’s turn to be introduced to the word of teen rape porn. She was a cheerleader, most likely the most popular girl in school. Daddy likes a challenge. I told her to just give in because the pain would be less if she did. Daddy will beat a bitch to break her. I know. She fought. I got to help break her by fisting her cunt. I have big hands too. She screamed bloody murder. I was shoving my fist deep in her twat. Daddy stopped me because he didn’t want me to ruin her pussy before he could shove his cock deep into her fuck holes. I was a little jelly because Daddy enjoyed her tight holes. Thank’s to daddy and his friends I no longer have a tight anything. If I can please daddy, I know I can please you too.
Torture Phone Sex Threesome
I get a lot of torture phone sex calls. Guys want to hurt me not love me. I came to terms with that eons ago. There is something about me that annoys men. Maybe it is because I am a whore. Perhaps it is because I am a redhead. It could even be because I am coke addicted mother. Men and women hate me equally. The most sadistic people I have encountered have been women. Friday night, I hooked up with a couple. It was a Tinder type of arrangement. They were a party couple looking for a woman to join them for a three way. I thought I could do some lines of coke, suck cock, eat pussy and go home. They had other plans. In fact, when I arrived, the man looked familiar. When you have done as much coke as I have and fucked as many men, they all blend in after a while. Turns out I fucked this dude 12 years ago for $40 so I could get a dime bag. I gave him an STD which he gave to his wife. She has been hunting for me ever since for revenge. She beat the fuck out of me before stringing me up in their basement. I endured hours of electric shock. That was mild compared to the needles she pierced through my clit and nipples. I was pissing myself. She just laughed at me, ridiculed me and tortured me. Her husband was submissive. He was watching like he was sorry. Her rage was high for me. I guess I deserved it for being a dirty whore. I didn’t think she was going to let me go, but she was a sadistic bitch, not a killer. She hated me, but she knew I wouldn’t turn her in for torture sex. I kind of got off on it. Damn, I am a sick bitch.
Hot Date
I had this particular hot date the other night. He was such an evil son of a bitch. I have known him thru the years but this was the first time we had actually gotten together to do a little fucking. We were at a group dinner with some friends. And he and I just started chatting. We realized that we have a lot in common. Like he likes to torture a whore and I like to be tortured. He even fantasies about killing a bitch after days of torment. I almost creamed my panties right there in the restaurant. I dream of being snuffed out after days of endless pain and endless torture that makes my cunt squirt and squirt.