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Blasphemy Sex with a Sick Bitch

blasphemy sexDo you like blasphemy sex? I admit I am not religious. So, blasphemy calls are easy for me. I do not understand organized religion. Church goers seem like lemmings to me. They just play a big game of follow the leader and mimic the teachings of some self-righteous asshole. Because church goers follow blindly and most are hypocritical too, I have zero issues messing with them.

Recently, I joined a religious dating app. I just wanted to fuck with some loser lemming. Mark fell for my bait. I catfished him with some stolen Internet picture of a pious looking 20 something woman. Of course, I did not tell him I am a blasphemy phone sex bitch. He needed to believe that I was a church secretary. I knew from a few email exchanges that he held archaic views of women. He asked me how many brats I wanted in the second email. It took all the strength I could muster to refrain from telling him that I enjoy killing brats because they are all the Devil’s spawn.

Satan is More Fun

When he arrived at my place, he almost had a heartache. I would have been disappointed if he died that quickly because I planned on torturing him. He saw me in a Devil’s outfit, complete with horns and a tail. He started praying, but I told him God was not welcome in my house and would not hear his pleas for help. I overpowered him quickly. Once I stripped him naked, he realized I was not a good girl at all. I told him I do the Devil’s work because it is more fun.

I shoved a cross up his ass. He screamed bloody murder too. Get this. The simp was a virgin. He never even dipped his wiener into a warm pussy. He was not enjoying the torture sex, but I was. I spewed some Satanic rituals while I fucked his ass with an object that he believed was sacred. He bled all over that cross too. Of course, I made him spit shine it clean once it was doused in his own shit and blood.

I wanted to kill him. Perhaps, I should have killed him. I mean does this world need any more men who want to keep women barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen. No. But I let him live. Why? Because I want him afraid of every dating a woman again. I wanted to ruin him for life. Although after what I did to his asshole, I bet he is home praying for forgiveness and sitting on an ice pack.

Murder makes my Cunt Wet!

Want to hear the strangest thing ever? When I was young I would masturbate to Freddy movies. Something about the fear of Killer phone sex really turned me on. That is a secret that I have not told anyone before. 

The idea of being chased around by a man with lion claws trying to kill me makes me fucking moist. Just thinking about it now has my crotch sopping wet. I want to be cornered by a killer. Pressed into the wall knowing that my life is not my own. Feel the thrill and fear course through my body. Pushing my blood to my sweet little wet hole. I do not think I could help myselfI would have to rub on my fucking clit. Maybe even start finger fucking myself. I wonder what he would do then. Would he fuck me or just kill me and get it over with. 

 

Snuff Sex I Do High or Sober, but it is Easier High on Something

snuff sexSnuff sex occurs when I am high or sober, so why not just always be high? Life is better fucked up. That is sort of my motto. I can snort more lines of cocaine than an Italian gangster in the 70s. But when it comes to drinking, I am a lightweight. I met this snuff director doing a forced intoxication movie. And I somehow thought I would be perfect for the role. Apparently, that was desperation talking. Surprise, I needed coke money.

The director asked me how much I could drink and since I was already high, I told him I had yet to find my limit. Like I said, cocaine? Never a problem but slamming back glasses of bourbon was well out of my comfort zone. I did my best to fake my way through it for the cash. Being a lightweight with alcohol quickly became apparent. I puked everywhere. Picture Linda Blair in the Exorcist after she ate pea soup. That was me without the head spinning around.

The director was not happy I puked. He scolded me. I acted like I thought I was sick from something I ate earlier in the day. I did not want him to think I was not seasoned enough for this kind of snuff porn. However, I failed to fake my way through the movie. The director knew I lied after I puked two more times. Since I ruined his movie, he made a different kind of flick than he intended. I stared in a violent gang bang, not a drunk sex porn.

I did not make the typical drunk girl asking for it sort of movie. This flick resembled a snuff kind of  gang bang. Where in the world 50 men came from suddenly, I will never know. But in the blink of an eye, a bunch of rough looking bikers packed the room to fuck this inebriated whore.  Another movie scene flashed in my head. The one where Jodie Foster makes a gangbang rape porn on the pinball machine in the back of some seedy bar.

I am glad I was shitfaced. Otherwise, I would have felt every cock gaping and shredding my pussy and ass. Lesson learned the hard way. Never lie about being a seasoned drinker. I am just lucky I did not drown in my own puke or die from alcohol poisoning.

Evil Phone Sex: Forced blasphemy turned even darker!

Evil phone sex

I was always a pretty religious girl until something dark happened that I’d love to share with evil phone sex. It kinda takes a special person to get off on something such as this. You see, I was walking home from school one day when I was fairly young, you can imagine because I’m not super old right now. This man dressed up and told me that he was going to our Wednesday night church group and asked if I wanted a ride.

It was raining that night so I figured it would be okay…

Little did I know, that night was going to change my world for the rest of my life. It struck me as odd when he started driving in a different direction from my church. He told me it was okay though, that he just had to pick someone else up. I was trembling with fear but I didn’t want to tell him just how scared I was.

That’s when it happened, we pulled up in front of this dark building out in the middle of nowhere. I reached for the door only to find it had been locked, when my whole world went dark.

Waking up, I found myself tied to a dirty mattress in a dimly lit basement. The room was dark and damp and I could hear him chuckling in the corner. Clearly very proud of himself. He was talking in hushed tones I could hardly even hear. I noticed bibles and crosses decorating a table across the room from me. And heavy brass padlocks securing the door so it couldn’t be opened without multiple keys.

Just then, he tossed a crucifix toward me, landing in front of me on the floor it was all I could focus on. “Use it!” I heard his voice boom as panic started to set in even more. I began praying outloud thinking that’s what he wanted, but boy was I wrong.

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Violent Phone Sex Fantasies Turn Me On

 

violent phone sexViolent phone sex fantasies turn me on. As a sexy switch, many dark fantasies make me wet. Sometimes, a man is too vanilla for me though, and I must make some violent memories of my own. I met Todd online. The Internet allows sexy women like me to arrange a date in 30 minutes or less. However, Todd presented himself much differently to me than he was. I hate being catfished. Now, he did look exactly like his picture. But he lied about his personality. No darkness resides in this dude. Some darkness exists in him now though.

Although any man who spends any amount of time with me quickly enjoys the devious things on my mind. I needed to spend extra time with Todd to make him kidnap a little boy for me to play with. How did I do that? With a little suffocation phone sex fun. I sat on his face for over an hour. I smothered him with my lady humps. When we talked online, he was down to hunt with me. We discussed getting a young girl for him to fuck too. I thought we could find easily a young brother and sister to play adult games with.

suffocation phone sexWhen Todd arrived, he decided it would be just us playing. He posed as a deviant man on a dark web dating site just to fuck this sexy blonde. I was not flattered. I was annoyed. So, I sat my pussy and ass on his face until he complied with our original plans. Todd struggled to breathe. He had a choice. Hunt with me as planned or die from suffocation. He chose the right path.

Todd feared me now, but that fear motivated him to find a young boy for my rape phone sex fantasies. He picked me out a winner too. A boy with a hairless dick and all the energy in the world still. The boy feared me too, but I found use for him just like I did Todd. That little boy rabbit fucked my pussy for hours. I enjoy catch and release games with the right partner. Is that you?

Indi Turns you into her Blasphemy Whore!

 

Blasphemy phone sex

Lords Name In Vain

There is no secret that I like dark fucking sex. Pushing limits is my thing. Well, I know that you grew up a good little church boy and that is why you have not admitted to the world that you are a sissy. I think I have come up with the perfect way to push you. Some Blasphemy phone sex.

I want you to get on the bed naked. Lay on your stomach and grab that bible. Yes I want you to start reading passages out loud. You hear my approach but you have no idea what I have in store for you. Suddenly, you feel a hard poke right in between those cheeks. Do not stop reading! I push the head of my strap on into that hole and you yell Jesus Christ on the top of your lungs. Keep reading that bible as I fuck that little sissy pussy. 

Goth Teen Phone Sex Accomplice Gets Groomed for Castration

goth teen phone sexGoth teen phone sex accomplices help you explore your darkest desires. I am a seasoned accomplice, but sometimes, I need an accomplice. Although I prefer to work solo, I look at an accomplice as a training experience for a young girl. Every Goth girl should consider herself lucky to meet me. Sasha feels lucky about our chance encounter. She helped me out of jam.  The girl did not know me, but she stopped to help a stranger. In turn, I helped her out.

Sasha attempted to hide her bruises from me. She acted sheepish too. I knew something tragic just happened to her. One good deed deserves another, right? I got the name of her boyfriend out of her. Although, it was not easy for her to tell me his name. Not because she loves him, but because she fears him. I assured her that he would never hurt her again. Her eyes became large and inquisitive. She wanted to know what I had planned for him.

I told Sasha to drive me to his place. Snuff porn music played in my head as I plotted what to do to her boyfriend. Men have tried to lay hands on me before. I killed each one, but not before I mutilated their sex organs. I was not sure Sasha could handle my plans, so I had her stay in the car. When, I approached his door, I knocked on the door, then pushed my way inside. He thought I was Sasha’s sister. Perhaps, I let him believe that. In that moment, I was her sister. Hos, before bros.

Not All Men Deserve Balls

I tied the loser up. Not before I stripped his clothes off though. Sasha entered the house when I had a knife to his balls. I thought she would try to stop me. However, that is not what happened. She begged to be the one to cut off his balls. How could I deny her?  She deserved the chance. Revenge is sweet. So, is finding a hot accomplice into castration phone sex.

Sasha chopped her boyfriend’s balls off with one motion of the wrist. She pulled his balls off with a hard twist, tossed them to the floor and danced on his severed testicles. Brutal does not describe it. Perhaps, brutal, hot and sexy describes what I witnessed best. My pussy started dripping at the cruelty and glee she showed her abusive boyfriend. No hesitation in her. The mousey girl I met on the road when I had a flat tire no longer exists. In that moment, a sick bitch was born. Although, I think that side existed inside her before me. I just helped her reach her full potential. Can I help you reach your full potential too?

Accomplice Phone Sex: It is Better to Be the Helper Than the Dead

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex makes me wet. It is better to be the helper than the victim. I am accustomed to the latter. Being the accomplice is more fun. I guess I am at that age where the seedy crowd I hang with finds me over the hill. I am in my early 40s. Although I do not think that is dead yet, many men do. So, I improvise now when trying to score drugs. I offer up my pussy and if that is not good enough, I promise to bring back something young and tight.

My primary drug dealer stated he still wants to fuck my old holes, but sometimes he craves teen rape porn. And yesterday was one of those days. I gave him what he wanted too. A woman can lure young girls away easier than any man. We do not present a stranger danger to them. Not in the same way you would. I drove around in my soccer mom car until I saw this little teen twat bullying another girl. In that moment, I decided my dealer would love her fuck holes. And he did.

Better a Young Bitch Than Me

The girl got in the car with me because she knew one of my teen sons. I felt badly lying to the girl, but she seemed like a twat. Women need to hold young girls accountable for stealing their men. Anyway, I knew this girl would not survive the night. So, I was not worried that she would turn me into the police. She could not rat me out, buried ten feet under the ground.

My dealer loved her. He thought she was the perfect mix of sugar and spice. She made his dick hard and that was all I cared about. An erection for my dealer means coke for me. My dealer explored his rape phone sex fantasies for hot teen twat last night and I helped him. What did I care? I got my coke. I did need to dispose of the body afterwards. But that was no big deal if I was getting a big bag of coke for my efforts. Keep me coked up and I will bring you anything you want.

Kidnapping Phone Sex Scenarios Make My Pussy Drip

kidnapping phone sexI love a good kidnapping phone sex scenario. This guy that I am seeing likes to plot the kidnapping of young girls while we fuck. It gets my cunt dripping wet to think about some fresh meat tied up near us while we fuck our brains out. He surprised me last night. He brought me a sweet young piece of ass. One of our wicked fantasies came to life in front of me and it was fucking hot as hell. She looked so scared. She peed herself. I could smell it as my man fucked my ass hard. I told her she was next. She was shaking in fear. She was a little ginger girl. Pretty red curls. Freckles and very pale skin. Almost a perfect ivory color. Once my man came in my pussy, we turned our focus to the scared little slut in the corner. My man put his cock in her tiny mouth and warned her not to bite. She was about to be an ass rape porn star. I undressed her. It was more like cutting her clothes off. I tossed her piss soaked panties in the trash. I told her she did not need clothes anymore because she is spending the rest of her time on earth naked and chained. And afraid too. Perhaps I could make my own TV show and call it Naked and Afraid in My Basement. She was forced to spit shine my lover’s cock. I made her eat his cum form my cunt, and all the cum that spilled down my taint too. When he fucked her tiny virgin ass, she let out a blood curdling scream. Yep, she was a virgin. I sucked the cum from her tiny, battered asshole and snowballed it with her. Little bitch tried to spit it out, so I slapped her and pinched her nose, forcing her to swallow his cum. Redheads are feisty at any age apparently. We did not kill her. Not yet. She has teen rape porn star vibes.

Goth teen phone sex succubus

goth teen phone sex

Enchantress of goth teen phone sex harper is a succubus. Your little whore knows that you will never be able to resist all the evil inside of me. I have a way about me that makes men fall into the vilest parts of their souls. I know what happens when I suck your cock and fill your mind with filth. Suddenly every corrupt snuff fantasy you have spills out of you for me to play with. To use against you in my hypnotic way. I have always had to be careful of what I do. I’m the type of little bitch that loves pain, giving, and receiving. I don’t fucking care if she is your daughter, wife, or sister. If you need someone to pull a blade and slice her neck, I’m fucking down. If you need me to split apart your ass and make you into hamburger to feed the homeless tent village, well so be it. I love blood, gore, and pain in all forms.  Taboo phone sex that will make you my evil slave of darkness.