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Rape phone sex fantasies is what my unc will get out of desperate druggy whores

Since my unc was hot, it was easy for him to get his Rape phone sex fantasies he needed. “I just want to see your cock” bitch mommies would say to him. “Only way you’ll see my dick is if I fuck your daughter” he always replied. The fact that they were worthless druggy whores made it easy for them to give up their brats. “Expose their little body and bald pussy for me” my unc would say with a sadistic look in his face.

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Right away they did as he wanted. He was hotter than any guy their druggy ass could get. As soon as she was naked and crying, her own mommy held her down. Then my unc got in between ther legs. Right away, my uncle wraps his hands around her little neck. Finally, her mommy gets to see my uncle’s big dick. But she sees it ripping her little daughters pussy open. The harder he wraps his hands around her neck, the tighter her pussy squeezes around his cock.

“Fuck my daughter hard,” her druggy mommy says as she hits the pipe. “Your cock looks even bigger now” she said licking her lips. My uncle just kept fucking her tight little cunt. After a bit more fucking my uncle pulls out his bloody cock out of her cunt. She couldn’t breathe, so she had passed out. But his favorite part is wake her up with his big pcock. The way he does it is by ramming his cock in her tight little asshole. When she screams in pain her mommy covers her mouth up by blowing smoke into her mouth. “That will make her enjoy it” she says while laughing. Anything to get to be around my hot uncle. 

Rena Loves Her Evil Torture Phone Sex Callers and How Nasty They Get

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sex and kidnapping, baby. There’s nothing that gets me going more than watching a woman suffer and knowing that my words are the only thing keeping her alive. The power trip is unreal, having some poor soul at my mercy while their significant other watches on helplessly, begging me to let him cum all over his wife or girlfriend as she screams in agony.

It’s like being God himself, deciding who lives and who dies with just the stroke of my cock. And when it comes time to drain those balls? Oh man… there’s nothing quite like hearing that sweet release as they shoot their load all over the person they love most in this world – right before I end it for them both. It’s twisted as fuck but it turns me on something fierce! So yeah, sign me up to be your snuff phone sex whore anytime you need an evil little helper to make sure everyone has a good time… even if it means ending someone else’s life along the way.

I’m not gonna lie, hearing those pleasurable moans and seeing the fear in their eyes as they wait for me to give permission is like an aphrodisiac. It makes my pussy wet just thinking about it. And when they finally do cum? Oh man… there’s nothing quite like feeling that hot jizz hit my skin or watching it drip down onto the person below us.

It’s a rush unlike any other, knowing that I have complete control over someone else’s pleasure and pain. So yeah, if you need someone to help take your fantasies of torture sex and snuff play to the next level, consider me your girl! Just remember – safety first (for me at least). We don’t want anyone getting hurt during our little fun times now do we?

Bondage Phone Sex Gets Dangerous and Painful

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex takes a different spin with me. Men never just tie me up in the basic poses. In fact, if a man wants to tie me up in exchange for coke, I always know it will be more than just bondage. No man in the seedy world of snuff makers and drug dealers just ties up a woman. They violate her horribly while tied up in my world. But a whore’s gotta do what a whore’s gotta do to score coke.

I felt desperate for coke, and this guy on the dark net posted an ad for extreme bondage. Perhaps, I should have used some common sense, but I always get blinded by my need for cocaine. When I arrived at the address he gave me, I had that nagging feeling that I should run for the hills. But that did not happen. My tunnel vision for coke blocked my intuition. This did not look like a place where bondage occurred. However, it did appear to be a place where snuff movies get made. And where girls go to die.

He Tortured My Body with Piping Hot Candle Wax

I just hoped my 9 lives had not run out yet. At first, I thought this might not be so bad after all. The man who placed the ad tied me to this table. I figured maybe he would cum on me or fuck a hole. Maybe even just gaze at me. But he got out a bunch of candles and started pouring hot wax on me. So much wax that I thought he might burn my flesh off. I guess I complained too much, and he shoved a lit thick candle in my mouth to mute me. As wax dripped on my face, I fought the tears.

It felt like torture sex not bondage. But after the wax play ended, he moved me to some swing contraption which he claimed assisted bondage.  He contorted my body backwards to skull fuck me. My body felt wrecked afterwards. Although I did make it out of this dungeon alive, now my back hurts and I have small burn spots from the piping hot wax all over my body. Good thing I have coke now. I am going to need it for my recovery.

Evil phone sex whore Stephanie

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Stephanie the evil phone sex whore is looking for another naughty daddy with little brats that I can mutilate while he jerks his dick for me. Master set the bar pretty high when he let me snuff out his entire family. He was “out of town” when I crept in late at night and went crazy slicing them up and disemboweling them. I started with the youngest but she didn’t last long. The little ones always bleed out really quick. That’s why I had to be fast when I was ripping her tiny organs out and eating them. Her Daddy sat in the dark corner of the room the whole time, jerking his dick. He stopped only to help me force fuck her little face while I was ramming my fist up her asshole and pulling out more of her insides to feed him. I was shocked when her gurgles and the groans of her last breath didn’t wake her stupid mommy. She wasn’t awake until I was on top of her, bringing my knife down right into her throat and pinning her to the mattress with it. The spray of blood that spewed across my face when she tried to scream made the perfect lube for me to jerk her husband off with. My evil slut cunt was soaked the whole time but I got especially wet when I saw the heartbreak in her eyes as her husband got behind me and started pounding my cunt. I stared deep into her eyes and laughed in her face while I was strangling the last little bit of life out of her and I haven’t been able to stop fantasizing about it since it happened. Come on Daddy, let me be your blood thirsty accomplice and help you mutilate and snuff your own wife and little brats! 

 

Torture sex for young holes from unc

Little cocks aren’t safe from Torture sex either. My unc was sadistic and didn’t care. A hole was a hole, even a young slutboy wasnt safe. So when he saw a young dummy playing along outside, he took him. It wasn’t hard either. My uncle just flashed some candy and a toy truck. It was nothing for him to knock him out. When he woke up my uncle already had me tie him up and undress him. “Dumb little guys like you will always end up being used and treated like a bitch” my unc said as he slapped him with his cock.

Before he could scream, my uncle’s cock was choking him. After some gagging and choking he passed out. “Time to wake him up” my unc says as he gets behind him. “Cover his mouth with the pillow” he demanded me to do. I knew he was going to have me suffocate him. But there is nothing I can do. Therefore, I pushed the pillow in his face. Then my uncle pushed his cock deep in his little asshole. He woke up screaming into the pillow. “Push harder, keep him quiet” he grunted as he ripped his little butt hole open.

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Since my uncle was fucking him hard, I had to push on the pillow hard too. It was making it hard for him to breathe, but my uncle just told me to keep going. His little body was wailing hard. My uncle’s cock just kept getting pushed deeper inside him. Soon he stopped moving and I knew I had snuffed him. “Fuck they feel better when they are limp” my uncle grunted as i watched him Sex with dead bodies. After more hard pounding, he moaned, I knew he was filling up that young limp body. Soon my uncle was hard again. I watched him pound his limp body throughout the whole night. Then he forced me to help him get rid of the body.

Bondage phone sex and water play is pure evil.

            Bondage phone sex and water play is pure evil. That is after all why is it so prevalent in the bible. It must be remembered that water torture is ancient. Used on witches, enemies, old and young. The Chinese had an ancient water torture that included bondage.

            Now I know what you are thinking, how is it torture. Well, they would bind you. Tie you tight. Then let one drop of water every few seconds hit you in the middle of the forehead. Oh, to be sure you are thinking this will not bother me.

            Bound tightly. Not able to move. Hours later you feel like you are being drilled into the head with an ice pick. This is a slow torture.

Bondage phone sex          Evil phone sex when it comes to water explained.

Whereas at the same time, the puritans would simply use bondage to hold you to the chair as you were fully immersed in a pond on a chair. At the same time when I think of this, I like to picture at a carnival the person you throw balls at to dunk.

Same concept. Dunked down into the water. For this reason, we have made a game out of it. In the long run you are going to learn that water torture really is some of the worst tortures out there.

From time to time, you may be thinking how is water torture so evil? To point out that it is wet, and you like to swim in it. From a great height it would be like hitting concrete. Not at all present.

Once more there is the fact that Christians have used it for killing witches for hundreds of years. It is said that fire will release the soul of a witch as she was born in the fiery hell.

Given these points if you drown a witch there is no place for her to return to. Doomed to suffer for all eternity. In summary which would be preferable? A quick death and return home to the bowels of hell or slow and painful.

Anal rape porn Memories: A Shock Factor Retrospective

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Some phone sex requests are downright shocking—like that time I relived my anal deflowering. It was supposed to be a regular make-out session, but this guy had other plans.

We were grinding against each other, and his hard-on felt incredible against my soaked pussy. The dirty promises he whispered into my ear sent shivers down my spine. And then, he went in for the kill—a finger in my ass, followed by a rough tongue and deep fingers that hit the spot.

Before I could catch my breath, he turned me around and rammed his huge cock into my virgin ass. The pain was immense, but so was the pleasure. It was like nothing I’d ever felt before—wild, primeval, and utterly consuming.

He didn’t bother with niceties, just grabbed my hips and pounded away. Each thrust sent waves of sensation through my body, and I was putty in his hands. The shock of it all—the sheer rawness—sent me over the edge, and I came hard.

He didn’t hold back, either. With a powerful groan, he unloaded his seed deep within me, leaving me feeling strangely satisfied and sore.

That was the night I lost my anal cherry, and damn, was it worth it!

 

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Pegging Men’s Assholes Consume Me Most Days

rape phone sex fantasiesWomen enjoy rape phone sex fantasies too. However, my forced fantasies do not always involve women or young girls. I mostly harbor them for asshole men. For centuries men have acted like cavemen towards women. Not all men of course. And not even most men. I think most men in the world know how to treat a woman with respect and dignity. Or they can at least fake it in public settings. However, there remains still a percentage of cavemen who think women owe them sex. And those sorts of men I love to anally torture.

If I go out any weekend night to a bar, I can find men who need taught a lesson in how to treat women. Sometimes I simply peg or fist their ass into submission. And other times, I use castration phone sex to neuter the cavemen. Last night, I did both. Told you, I just felt in the mood to wreak havoc on a man’s sexual pleasure. Although, I do not consider myself a man hater, I do see myself as a punisher. If a man cannot behave, I show him how.

I Enjoy Putting Cavemen in Their Place

Danny made the mistake of acting like a tool at the bar last night. He sexually harassed me. Some men just think they can break a woman’s will. Or they think that when she says no it’s some sort of game. Danny did not get the memo that in 2024 women can reject a man’s advances if she wants. So, I let him think I caved to his persistence and wanted to blow him in the bathroom. As if any woman really wants to blow some caveman in a dirty ass bar bathroom.

I caught him off guard. My knife forced him to turn around so I could restrain his arms behind his back. Once I secured him, I pulled down his pants and I fucked his ass with a homemade dildo that I affixed shards of glass to with super glue. And that let me shred his ass. But I did not stop there because I felt in the mood to castrate him too. I gave him the reach around for some cock and ball torture sex. With one clean swipe, his worthless caveman balls fell to the ground, and he passed out on the floor.

I left him bleeding out on that dirty bar bathroom floor, just like he would have left me after he got what he wanted. Some one needs to put cavemen in their place. Might as well be me.

Cannibalism Phone Sex Was Fucking Hot

I had the best call ever. It dealt with two of my fetishes, cannibalism and breeding.  It was so fucking hot I was playing with my fucking pussy the whole time I was on the phone. So the fantasy was that he got m knocked up to cook and eat the crotch goblin once it arrived.  Once the little semen demon arrived.  Once it arrived we wanted to enjoy it a little first. The caller violated its little mouth with his huge cock. I started to stick my fingers in its little pussy and ass. The thing cried and cried.  I finally got up and found a nice roasting pan and turned on the oven. I put the little crotch fruit in there naked and screaming and shoved the pan into the oven. The more the thing screamed the wetter my pussy got. While it was screaming from being cooked alive we couldn’t take it anymore and started fucking on the floor to make a new toy. After a few minutes, the screams were quiet. The meat was the mot tender I have ever tasted.

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One Day I Will End Up as My Son’s Snuff Porn Victim

snuff pornI swear, every time my oldest boy and I get together, one day soon I will end up as his snuff porn star. When he summoned me last night, I felt conflicted. On the one hand he gives me the best coke. And all the coke I can snort too. However, on the other hand my body suffers abuse. And I am still not healed from our last encounter.

When I went to the store, not even the heavy make-up could cover all my bruises. I looked like the poster model for a battered woman’s shelter. And I felt like it too. I even needed a butt plug, so my prolapsed asshole did not hang between my legs like a pig’s tail. So, when my son summoned me, I went. Even though I knew I could not handle much more torture sex. Perhaps, I am a glutton for punishment.

When I arrived, I took out my teeth to prevent a punch to the jaw to forcibly remove them. He began our time together with a hardcore skull fuck. But before we started, he let me snort a massive load of coke. Of course, he filmed it all for his streaming audience. I could already hear the chimes. As I sucked my son’s cock, he punched my ribs. He calls my face a cunt face. Just a hole like my pussy to use. Eventually, he pushed me to the floor and kicked me in the back repeatedly as I tried to crawl to the bowl of coke.

My Son Loves To Beat His Mother Beautiful

My tits dragged across the dirty floor as I made my way to the coke. As I snorted what I could, my boy sat on my back punching my sides some more. I had my head buried in the coke when he shoved his hand up my ass forcing me to sit up. He turned me into a hand puppet with his entire arm up my cunt. He some how managed to punch my old barren womb with his fist from inside me. I felt like his fuck puppet. As he made me dance on his arm, the chimes poured in.

When he pulled his arm out, I fell to the ground once again. He decided to give me big fat lips with a black-market syringe of collagen. Once I had better cock sucking lips, he force fucked my prolapsed asshole while I buried my face in the coke again. He also paid my pee hole some love. My 4th fuck hole might be his favorite because it is my tightest hole. He dabbed some coke on my urethra to numb it. Then he pushed my legs behind my head and fucked my piss hole. But he also pissed up inside me too filling my bladder with his urine.

I am a 4 Hole Whore for My Son Always

While he did that, he punched my fun bags which still had black and blue marks from our last torture phone sex session.  He does enjoy beating mommy beautiful. And he choked me too. When he grabbed the plastic bag, I panicked and took a deep breath. Eventually, I passed out and he punched me back awake. As he removed the bag from my head, he simultaneously attached a leash to my prolapsed asshole and pulled me around the floor. As I bumped into furniture, I saw stars. And I felt bones break.

I think I blacked out again. Next thing I knew, he had me hanging from a rope tied to my tits. My tits carried my entire weight. I felt like a side of beef in a butcher’s freezer. But I am meat to my son. His cash cow and fuck meat.  He enjoys pretending he is Mike Tyson, and I am the punching bag. More hits to my body. But his bare fists did nothing to me compared to when he slipped on his brass knuckles. As he punched me with the brass knuckles, he cut me down from the rope suspending me by my tits. And I landed with a thud, breaking some ribs. We both heard them crack.

One of These Days I Will Not Survive One of My Son’s Live Streams

Face down, ass up I pushed my prolapsed asshole out further so he could use it as his personal flesh light. He ended up finally cumming in my prolapsed dirt box. Thank God. I don’t think I could have handled much more. I showed off my battered body and fuck holes to the streaming camera. With my right eye swollen shut, my lips bloodied and puffy and my body broken, I heard the final chimes of the night. Soon, I will never hear the chimes again.