I thought I had a hot date. I signed up for Tinder. Arranged to meet this handsome young stud at his place. I got ambushed. It was not a hook up but a gangbang rape porn. All the boys were half my age. There were cameras and S and M equipment everywhere. This was not going to go well for me. I tried to act like I was down for a gang bang. The more the merrier I told them. But they didn’t want a willing participant. They wanted a victim. I was told they would kill me in a heartbeat if I didn’t do everything they wanted. I am no novice to force fucking, but this had stranger danger written all over it. I had no idea who these guys were. I told no one where I was going. And Tinder is an app so all the details of my rendezvous were on my phone which was with me. They saw the panic in my eyes. “That’s more like it whore,” one of them said to me. Just as he said it, he strangled me with his bare hands till I passed out. I woke up with my hands and feet bound and a shock collar around my neck. I started to fight but was subdued like a unruly dog with a major electric shock through my body. I pissed myself, which prompted them to piss on me. One of them pissed right into my eyes. Felt like battery acid had been tossed in my face. They started forcing their cocks in my ass and cunt. Shocking me for shits and giggles as they sodomized me. I lost count of the number of times a cock came inside me, but after what felt like the 100th load, my ass got fisted. One guy was filming my degradation. He taunted me about how much money they would make off of a whore’s humiliation. When they were done with me, they tossed me naked, covered in cum and piss in an alley dumpster with the trash. No clothes, no cell. I was forced to climb out of the gutter and seek help in getting home. Now I can’t decided if I want to stay on Tinder.
Tag: Taboo phone sex
Taboo Phone Sex a Murderous Maelstrom
A murderous maelstrom of taboo phone sex compulsions with an evil babysitter. I will engage you with my sultry voice as I work my enchantress magic in hijacking your mind. You will become mesmerized by all that I say and I will make you my accomplice in murderous rape phone sex fantasies. We will join together and perform sexually driven rituals on the sweet innocent victims.
The parents of these sweet young sacrificial offerings have no idea what they signed into when they employed me and signed my contract. A deal with the She-Devil if you will. My ability to give a shit is non-existent and that, my dear brain washed assistant, is what separates me from the rest. I have no conscience in what we do with these fuck dolls, and when I am done playing with them – or rather when your done fucking and penetrating their enticing fuck holes – they become disposable. I will decide on how we snuff the slut out if it hasn’t happened while you took out all your pent up rage on the cum receptacle.
Killer Phone Sex School is in Session
Killer phone sex fun is a given with me. I am a sick bitch with a creative mind. Double trouble is my nickname. My sick world began when I was a little girl. I was sort of the Wednesday Addams of the neighborhood, then grew into the female Ted Bundy. I have never been caught because I am not a crime of passion bitch. I’m OCD about planning my kills. Even as a goth teen babysitter, I was methodical. My babysitting days are behind me. Turns out there are very few brats I like. Most of them are annoying little twat waffles. Whiny, germy, self entitled brats that waste time and energy. One summer, I spent babysitting in the Hamptons. I know what you are thinking. And you are correct. I didn’t fit in and I hated them all. But, my mother was a nanny to a very wealthy family and I went along to help out one summer. The brat in our care was actually pretty cool as far as brats go. Of course she had me as an influence for years. She was friends with this blonde, blue eyed bad seed. Little twat I am sure from the day she was yanked out of her momma’s cunt. Well she made the mistake of stealing from my little brat, bullying her and spreading rumors. Her mother’s way to deal with the devil’s spawn was simply to sever ties. My way was to sever her head.
So, I taught my brat a few moves to render the little twat incapacitated. While playing dolls, my fed up little charge smashed the bad seed’s head against the wall. She got a little carried away, crushed her skull. Eyes popped out of her head, blood splattered everywhere. I had planned to just stuff her little unconscious body in a cooler and give her a burial at sea, which still happened, just had a lot of clean up to do first. I was impressed that my charge had so much strength and anger to bash her nemesis’s head in like she did. I was a proud babysitter that day. There was a lot of blood and sinew to clean up, but it was a teachable moment on crime scene clean up. When the little twat came up missing, no one suspected me or my angelic charge. Not with all the brat molesters in the area. Let’s just say I have kept tabs on my former charge and she has done most excellent work in ridding the Hamptons of its summer trash over the years. I take pride in my tutelage. I can help you become a seasoned killer too. From young to old, I know how to get away with murder.
Taboo Phone Sex Taking Down Prey
I have a need to hunt tonight and decided to dress up and go out to the goth club night and prey on some pathetic wannabe emo couple. These little wannabes are so fucking easy to spot their off the rack Mallrat clothes and looking all pathetic and depressed. I hate fucking brats that go to a club looking all depressed! I just need to give them something to be depressed about!
I will lure the dumb fucks out and make the closet faggot watch as I make out with his cunt of a girlfriend. I will get her all hot and bothered as the drugs I slipped in their drinks start to kick in. I will then invite the little bitchboi over and act all into him making his willy jump and spurt in his vinyl pants.
As the slut GF starts trying to be bold and grope at my breasts I go ahead and let her at my nipples and her BF also. I get the two of them sucking on my breasts as I take the silk scarf I teasingly draped around her neck and gave it a tug. As she started sputtering for breath I laughed and slipped it away from her neck cooing at her. I take and bind the little faggots wrists behind his back and slide a hypodermic out and slid the needle in his neck. Injecting him with a cocktail that will render him into a stupor.
Fingering the little cunts snatch I pinch her nipples and whisper in her ear that she will take her last breath with me.
You wanna know how I snuffed these fucking fools out? Well I suggest you use your imagination, and oh I love fucking the dead guys dick as his GF watches in horror.
Snuff Phone Call Gets Me Wet
Your calls get me so fucking wet. I don’t know why I like it when you torture me but I can’t get enough of it. I didn’t want to hang up. I even came multiple times during our call. You warned me you liked to get violent, and you knew I wanted it badly. You knew that I would submit to you, my body, willingly. Your voice was stern has you told me all the things you would do to me. You talked about burning my tits over a slow roaster, having them get nice and brown just like a Thanksgiving Day roast. Then you started sawing off my limbs, one by one, making me beg you. You made me tell you how much I wanted it. I did want it. I wanted to be your limbless whore. I wanted to do anything to please you and once you filled me up with cum and snuffed me, I came so fucking hard.
Snuff phone sex
I got caught at church fucking in the confession booth. I think what gave me away was the fact that I was moaning and screaming “fuck me harder”. Well any way a nice cop put me into his handcuffs and escorted me out of the premises while the congregation looked at me with such disgrace. As I hopped into the back of the cop car, I smiled at the cop and with the sluttiest voice I said ” pretty please don’t take me to jail I’ll do anything!” The cop smiled and drove me to a parking garage near the police station. He opened the door to the back of the squad car and began choking me. I began to cry begging him not to kill me that I would do anything! He decided to grab me and kiss me, groping me hard feeling my breast and ass and slowly working his way to my pussy. He ripped off my underwear exposing my ass and began to penetrate my cunt until It was covered in his cum. The cop was still not satisfied so he began to fuck my shit hole sliding his shaft deep into my ass until I started to bleed. Crying since he was making my ass hole bleed and stretch out so much I was in fear of getting a Cyclopes pussy. The cop began penetrating me harder and faster hitting me in the head with his baton until I went limp. I awoke shorty after with him tasering my clit. Screaming in pain the cop grabbed some yellow tape and rapped it around my mouth until I could not be heard. He left me in the parking garage with my holes filled, and a bloody ass hole. At least I’m not in jail…
Silly little slut
Oh silly little slut. Thinking she is the hottest little bitch ever and talking to my most regular clients. Doesn’t she know I don’t like to share? That’s okay I can show this little slut that the only call I will be sharing with her is snuff phone sex. If she wants to please a man she can do it with me right by her side forcing her to do things she never imagined she would do. And let me tell you, as much as I am pissed at this little bitch – I am certain she can definitely please a man however he may want…with the right persuasion of course. I know whatever she might not want to do; I can certainly make that bratty ass of hers do anyway. This little bitch will do it all regardless if she is willing or not because I am in control, and I am feeling extra mean tonight. So what did you have in mind? I am going to make her do all the work… this certainly won’t be a pleasant last few hours of her life! She needs some experience in toilet play don’t you think? I am sure this little bitch might like to get into some shit. Literally! Haha. I would truly love to see that slutty little cunt digging her entire body into some shit just for you. Don’t you think she would look just gorgeous sharing golden showers with you? Ha! I think we have quite a lot to show her, now don’t we? If she wants to resist that’s okay I’ll just have to smack her around and use my knife on her slowly but surely… she’ll learn to obey soon. Now let’s get started…you already know I am not patient at all.
Torture Phone Sex Fun
She was a bad little bitch in her leather and chains. Leaving her husband at home to set out for an adventure with the bad boys on the rough side of town. She had no idea she would run into me. I saw right through her tough persona right to the innocence that was her true self. Some things just can’t be covered up. It didn’t take me long to convince her that she should come home with me and one of the boys. He has the same desire for torture phone sex as I do and he just loves getting sweet things like this and showing them what real evil sex is all about. We started slow just because we wanted to build up the momentum. We whipped her with a cat of nine whip tearing her flesh and watching her wiggle, scream and bleed for us. That is when I got the cactus off the window ledge. Carefully I broke a piece off and slid it in her oft mouth watching as the spines tore at her tongue and lips. In that moment I knew her cunt would feel the fucking from my prickly plant. I fucked her good with my green dildo. With each brier that stuck in her pussy, my cunt became wetter. I grabbed a large bottle of rubbing alcohol and began to pour it all over her. In her mouth, on her body, and cunt. The pain was to much for her and she passed out. I didn’t let that state stop me. The torture continued till late in the night as she slipped in and out of consciousness.
Earning Her Castration Phone Sex Badge
This is my favorite time of year. Why do you ask? Because of all those girl scouts selling their crack in a box. They have a girl scout badge for everything, but I was surprised to find out they do not have a badge for castration phone sex. Imagine that? So, I decided to create one. Amy, my favorite little girl scout, was going to earn her badge this week. And she did. She wore an extra slutty little green dress that I made for her to taunt the dirty old men, separate the weak from the strong. Looks just like the real thing. She had a little wagon filled with crack in a box I bought at the mall stand, along with a big ass knife and a soldering pen. The first pervert to invite her inside while he looked for his wallet would lose his balls and earn her a badge in castration.
The first house she went to in a fancy gated community she struck gold. A local preacher man too. He invited her inside to get his money, offered her a glass of milk with a roofie. She is smarter than that because I trained her. She smelled the drugs in her milk immediately. Only acted like she drank it. Cut his balls clear off when she surprised him that she was not passed out like he thought. She had the knife tucked in the back of her dress and when she heard him unzip his pants she opened her eyes on the couch and wham, the preach man was missing his testicles. “Testicles are for winners,” she said. She never even used the soldering pen on him. She let him bleed out on the floor. Put his severed balls in his mouth , wrote “pervert” on the walls in his blood and left him for the preacher’s wife to find. She came skipping out of the house an hour later and told me the entire story. I cried tears of joy. I am so proud of my little protégé. But oh how they grow up so fast.
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies
People ask me all the time how I became such a submissive whore. Easy. I was born into it. I was daddy’s fuck pig, house slave and punching bag from my earliest memories. I haven’t seen my dad in years, but his treatment of his baby girl is forever imbedded in my brain. I thought maybe daddy had changed now that he is a senior citizen living in an old folks home. I have no siblings. My mom is long gone. I guess I was just feeling a need to reconnect. Big mistake. I walked into my dad’s private room happy to see him again; optimistic that he had changed. I was ambushed by a gang of geriatrics who hadn’t fucked in decades. I guess daddy told them he had a slut daughter who was ripe for the taking. A group of old men used me as a punching bag then came in me and on me like a street walker. I screamed for help, but they shoved their cocks in my mouth to shut me up. Smelly dicks. Wrinkled. Balls shriveled up. I was surprised they had it in them. Daddy said a whore like me can raise the dead. I left the nursing home battered and bruised, filled with old spunk. I will forever be daddy’s whore.