Tag: Taboo phone sex

Castration Phone Sex is My Favorite Pastime

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is a favorite pastime. This is Bob. Bob used to have balls. Now, this is a good castration. A clean castration. That is because Bob paid to have his balls castrated and he was a not a punk ass about it. Most of my castrations are messy. I have no problem using a dirty blade and giving you a jagged scar if you piss me off. Not all guys are like Bob. If you know what is good for you, you should be like Bob. Terry did not heed my warning to be like Bob. Bob is the poster boy for how to act when getting castrated. Terry, however, is the poster boy for what happens when you are not a simp like Bob. Terry paid me to castrate him. He then tried to back out and get his money back. I operate on a no refund policy only. I do not take kindly to men who waste my time or try to get their money back. Torture sex is sort of my thing, and I will do it regardless if you pay me or not. If you pay me though there is no going back. You can not show up like Terry did, but I will find you. I will hunt you down with the dirtiest blade I have and remove your balls. Also, I will not even cauterize the wound either. Or if I do, instead of a nice stitch job to stop the bleeding, I can use the bottom of a hot frying pan and leave a nasty scar. Tony was a little wimp who got cold feet but wanted to sue me when I would not give him his money back. I told him to tell a judge he paid me for castration. I knew he was just playing a game thinking he could bait me, but the joke was on him. Not only did he get a nasty castration, but he also got snuff sex because I killed him. Be like Bob. Don’t be like Terry.

Snuff Phone Sex Keeps Me Busy and On My Toes

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex keeps me busy. I am almost always the victim. I like that role. It suits me best. Most days I am so drugged up that I have no clue what is going on. The other day, I had an offer I could not refuse. I answered an ad on the dark net. Some random guy needed a milf for a special occasion. I had no clue what he wanted but I needed money. I used some of the mortgage money to buy coke. I had to get the money back in the joint account I share with my husband before he noticed. When I arrived at the address the guy gave me over the phone, I was surprised at what I found.

fantasy phone sexThis guy was  ready for something straight out of a fantasy phone sex call. He had a dungeon, but not for me. It was all for him. He wanted a dominatrix to be mean and rough with him. He was younger than me by about 15 years. He was naked when he opened the door expect for the dog collar around his next. His money would spend just as well as anyone’s money, right? I explored his dungeon and found a huge dildo. I decided I would use it with the strap on apparatus I saw hanging on the wall. My man was swirling with ideas. First though, I whipped him a few times. I spanked his bare ass with my hand and a paddle. I kept telling him he was a naughty boy and he was loving it.

ass rape pornI am not a dominatrix. I am a submissive whore.  But for the right price, I will be anything you want. I was enjoying my BDSM time with this guy. Mommy punished him with some CBT  fun too. I stepped on his little wee wee. I made him my ass rape porn star too. I did have a huge dildo that gaped his asshole wide. What a loser. He had an okay cock, but not huge.  I have been whipped and beaten enough times to know how to give it back. I gave him just what he wanted. And got just what I needed.

My dad is the reason I am a Snuff porn addict

Snuff porn Ever wished death upon someone? I do, all the time! Only problem is wishes don’t come true unless you make them just like measly prayers! I learned this a long time ago, when I would blow the candles out on my birthday cake and wish for the same thing, yet it never happened.. I wanted my dad dead.. I was tired of him molesting me.. He was using me as bait for his drug habit.. Making Snuff porn out of my innocent body.. I would be dripping blood down my slit, he would mount my face and bury his cock balls deep down my throat while blowing meth smoke into the air..

He would even burn the walls of my pussy by shoving his meth pipe inside of me after heating it to the point it would crackle. My mother never did anything! She was a Submissive slut who obeyed all of daddy’s orders.. Not sure what it was that had her strung out over daddy; he had the tiniest dick and seemed to think fucking littles would make it seem bigger. Dad would shake a Budweiser can then shove it inside of my asshole bottoms in, he would then pop the can open and latch onto my ass as foam burst into his mouth. He was a sick fuck!

Eventually the tables turned and I started to retaliate, I wanted to get back at him for all the excruciating things he had done to me throughout the years.. One day he was shoving his micro-peen down my throat and I bit down and tugged like a four legged companion playing with his Tug rope. The sound of his scream made me adjust my wishes, I wanted to be the one to kill him and I wanted it to be a slow death. I started recording everything that took place.. From me slitting the back of his feet at his ankles so he could stand up only to collapse falling face first.. To me fucking his asshole with switchblades and even making him say hi to the camera as he chose his daily poison.. 

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I have a shit ton of homemade Snuff movies that I made torturing him from beginning to end. I hated him, I didn’t leave mom out of this mess either! She deserved a bit of torture too, I get that dad was an abusive drunk but she wasn’t as helpless as she made it out to seem.. She could have taken us and ran to a battered shelter for women or even roofied one of his drinks. Instead she chose to wait on him hand and food like he was Kin fucking Tut. I didn’t kill her though but I made her feel pain!

I did find out over the years my mother was an addict too.. Sad part is, I didn’t find out until I got results from an autopsy that she had an overdose.. Turns out she was a speed balling junkie, I should have known.. I don’t know why I thought her deteriorating was from dad stressing her out.. When I murdered him I didn’t eliminate the problem I made it worse.. She was never home after he died all she would do was walk methadone mile for a fix. She was found slumped at a Holiday inn… If this doesn’t explain why I am an evil Sadistic phone sex whore I don’t know what will!

Domination Phone Sex with a Sexy Switch Who Will Take Your Balls and Micro Penis

domination phone sexHe called me for domination phone sex because he knows I am a sexy switch. He was a total pansy with a small dick. He did not need that dick that was how small it was. It was a micro penis. I say was because now he has no dick or balls. Oh, do not feel sorry for him. He had it coming. He wanted his junk gone. Okay, maybe he did not want his dick gone, but once I ruined his balls, I was not in the mood to stop there. I have a philosophy. If your dick is less than 3 inches, what is the point? On a good day it looks like a clit. On a bad day, it is a frightened turtle hiding in its shell. I love castration phone sex calls. Yes, I know castration is the removal of the testicles, but some guys are just so annoying or so worthless or both like this caller, that I want to take the entire kit and caboodle.

Blake had been IMing me for months. Really, he was yanking my chain to the point I have had murderous fantasies about him. I never thought he would call me. I thought he was just some broke wank. Turns out he is a wank, but not so broke. He just cannot get a woman unless he pays for her. Sound like you? Blake is not that different from most of my pathetic loser callers. Perhaps no one else has wanked me as hard for months before, but he was just desperate for female contact that messaging me incessantly at least gave him contact with a hot woman. He knew when he called though just how pissed off I would be. I did not stop at the torture sex of his balls. I took his micro penis too. The funny thing is I chopped it off with a regular old steak knife. Not a very sharp blade, but small worthless wieners are not hard to cut off. I likely will never hear from Blake again. Only so much you can do with a man once you have neutered him. Some of you losers are just so pathetic you will do anything to get my attention, even beg for castration.

Goth Teen Phone Sex Accomplice Kills for Me and You

goth teen phone sexI have a new goth teen phone sex accomplice of sorts. A while back, a man hired me to kill this girl. Her name is Sara and she is a sick bitch. Reminds me of myself when I was that young. Her step daddy wanted her gone because he had been fucking her since she was much younger, and she was going to tell her mother. This guy was a tool. I wanted him dead at hello. But money is money. Once I saw Sara and heard her mouth off to her step daddy, I liked her spunk. I saw something in her. I took her step daddy’s money, but he was the one who died that night. I let Sara castrate and kill her perverted step daddy. Now, she is learning everything I know. I am training her to become a great accomplice phone sex partner.

Sara is as evil as I was as a teen girl. I told her I would kill for her. I already killed her stepdaddy and spared her life. She had another person on her hit list. I assumed it was her mother, but it was a schoolgirl. A bully and a bitch. My favorite kind of teen whore to kill. My first kill was a girl just like that. And I was younger than Sara. We planned it so she would have an alibi. I have no affiliation with the teen bitch making Sara’s life hell at school. No suspicion would fall on me. I lured the girl to the woods and killed her for Sara. I did not kill her quickly either. The bitch thought we were just getting high. She thought I was a drug dealer. Teen girls love party drugs. I sunk my knife into her belly. The look on her face was priceless. I slowly moved my knife up to her sternum. Her entrails fell out of her body on to my feet. The smell of her blood made my pussy wet.

I watched as the life left her eyes. I kissed her cheek as she died and told her that Sara sends her love. Then I laughed, pulled out my knife and watched her fall to the ground in a pile of her entrails. Sara can enjoy high school now. Her and I are bonded for life. She is my most excellent and young killer phone sex partner.

You Ruined Me in Public!

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How could I have thought in my bimbo brain that this couldn’t happen to me? That I could walk around in my short skirts and tight shirts and no one would take notice? You noticed me, and decided that if a slut like me dressed like a cum dumpster that I should be used like one. That’s why you pushed me against the wall as I was walking down the street and lifted my skirt up. I tried to fight you off, but that was unsuccessful as you had a gun pointed at me once I landed my first punch. You yelled at me to take off my clothes. I screamed “Help” and “Fire” and “He’s trying to fuck me!” but no one even glanced my way. I am now completely naked in public and in front of you.

You put the gun away and open my legs so you can fantasy rape me. I scream and cry, but it does nothing to gain your sympathy or the sympathy of passersby. Some even stood and watched as you brutally fucked me. Knowing the police weren’t coming anytime soon, you even had the idea to sodomize me in front of everyone. I saw a few boners in the crowd through my tears as they saw me choke on your cock. When you came all over my face, you zipped up your pants and left, leaving me humiliated and hopeless. Maybe if I didn’t want cock I shouldn’t have dressed like a cock slut. 

Gangbang Rape Porn with Five Hunky Fireman was Brutal on My Holes

gangbang rape pornGangbang rape porn anyone? We had a small fire in the garage recently. I was the only one home. I started the fire on accident getting high. I tried to put it out, but I made it worse. I called 911. Some hunky firemen showed up and put it out quickly. The garage is destroyed. My husband will not be happy. I tried to convince the hunky head fireman to alter the cause of fire so my husband would not know I was getting high. He agreed, but I had to give him something in return. He wanted to abuse me. Not just him though. Him and his crew, his fellow firemen. There were 5 of them and one of me. I knew this meant ass rape porn and more. But my marriage, my comfy lifestyle were all on the line. They said a druggy whore like me with so many secrets could handle it. They were right. I have traded my fuck holes for far less infractions than burning down my garage.

At least these firemen were better looking and better built than the drug dealers and fellow party guys. They stripped their uniforms off quickly to ravage me. I imagine I was to these hunky firemen, what I am to you. A stress release. Just some dumb, druggy whore to work out your frustrations on. They double penetrated me, making me suck their cocks too. My body was stuffed full of cock, even two at a time in every hole. Luckily for me, they did not have a ton of time to ravage me because they were on the clock. Their rape phone sex fantasies were brutal though. They had huge cocks. Huge cocks that gaped my hole wide open. As I was pleading for mercy, the lead fireman told me that maybe next time I would not do the crime if I could not handle the punishment.

Forced Intox Taboo phone sex

Taboo phone sex

Drugs and Liquor make for taboo phone sex with a crazy little slut. I can’t remember a time that I haven’t loved sex, drugs, and rock. I had a sexy call that had a lot of drugs and alcohol and cash involved the other day. Men just love being forced into getting fucked up, doing fucked up things, and spending a lot of money.  You know I love my Kush and Jager bombs, well my new friend enjoys Vodka and Meth! Not that I don’t love to snort some crushed Adderall and some cocaine now and again. Maybe I should come with a warning because I think he thought I was some novice or something. 

“Baby, can you help me get fucked up and spend money.” was the email. And I rubbed my thighs together and immediately dug out my lush, biggest dildo and my clit sucker. I wrote back… “I don’t know can I?” 

The call started with him pouring and loading his bowl as introductions were done. I explained that I would be masturbating as he was forced to drink and take hits for me. I don’t know if we really knew what my pussy is capable of, but when he started saying that he would like to pay me to masturbate, I knew I had my teen claws in him. I lit a fat blunt laid back and set my toy to low pulse. I knew that mother fucker had a story and boy did he. The more I made him smoke and drink the more the sordid details came about. 


He’s a dirty fucker that has fucked all the females in his family and has serious killer vibes. Me taking his money and forcing him to get spun, gave me so much ammunition to milk his bank account! See, accomplice phone sex has many variations, whether I’m fucking you up, or helping you relive your past… I know how to get to you and your cock for my benefit! 

Violent Phone Sex Makes My Cunt Soaking Wet

violent phone sexViolent phone sex makes my cunt wet. Like soaking wet. I masturbate on most of my calls. The more violent a roleplay is, the hotter I get. I know, something is wrong with me. I know it is my violent past. But I embrace it now. My caller asked me about my father. I used to hate talking about him. The moment the word father was mentioned, I would get quiet and my body would tense up. Do not get me wrong, I would kill my daddy in a heartbeat now. I think about it often now that have become a sexy switch. I love my new role in life. But my father no longer has a hold on me. I am no longer scared of him or his equally scary cronies. My father would be 62 now. My caller last night wanted roleplay phone sex. He surprised me. He wanted to be my accomplice in killing dear old daddy. Now, my cunt was dripping. He pretended to be daddy. I went back home for the first time since I was a teen girl. Daddy recognized me immediately. I was taller, and bustier, but he knew who I was. Told me he would never forget his slave. This fantasy call seemed so real. It gave me a real taste for vengeance. Daddy invited me in, and I was not inside for more than a few minutes when daddy tried to force himself on me. He told me I would always be his property. I stabbed him. Daddy was expecting the old Cassandra, not the new Cassandra. The old daughter he knew cowered in his presence and let him do whatever he wanted out of fear. The Cassandra now is not his daughter. I am a taboo phone sex whore who gets off on revenge and pain. I gutted daddy like a pig. Let him die while looking me in the eyes. The perplexed look on his face made me happy. He never saw it coming. He thought he ruined me. He thought he owned me. He thought he broke me. What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. And what doesn’t kill me, might kill you because now I am a blood thirsty bitch out for revenge.

Killer Phone Sex is Killer with Me as Your Accomplice

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Killer phone sex is killer with me. I hold nothing back. I am not filled with rage like you might think. I just like killing. I am a serial killer with no pattern. That is how I never get caught. Most of the time, I am getting rid of the body in a manner that it will never be found. Just another missing person… Sometimes, I am pissed off in the moment and that leads me to kill. Rarely, do I kill my victim right then, however. I am a planner. You have to plan to stay off the radar. I had a chance encounter with this Barbie bimbo at a bar last month. I have been stalking her since. Putting distance between us, so no one would make the connection. She came into a Steam Punk bar looking like Bimbo Barbie. She had on a skintight pink dress with matching pink heels. She was in the wrong bar. She made a stink though when she did not get served instantly. She also though a hissy fit when she could not charm any man in the bar to buy her a drink. I tried to tell her she was in the wrong place and she went after me. That’s when I decided she would star in my next snuff porn.

Just a vacuous blonde Barbie Doll who things her shit does not stink. I watched her for almost a month. She contributes nothing to this world, so I killed her. Snatched her up on the road as she was walking home by herself drunk. She was going back to her sorority house, but she never made it. I took her to my kill shack only you know about. She was pretty out of it. Not going to lie. I was disappointed that she might not feel the pain as much. I carved her up. I cut off her perky C cup boobs. I sliced off her cunt lips. I poured hot wax on her clit. I cut her flesh until she was covered in her own blood. I smeared her blood on her body so she could see how much better she looked. She was going into shock from the pain. I was just getting started with her. Torture sex is best when I can make the pain last. I ended up dismembering her body and feeding her to the wildlife. She will just be another missing coed who will never be found.