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Naughty girls get drugs from Santa

domination phone sexI tried to slide out the door without waking Santa. The fat fucker was lying on his couch after a night of fucking and drugs. He did things to me that not even a phony Santa should do. There was no compassion in this man and I needed to get out of there. I tripped over something and the dark and I heard him bellow. “Get back here whore. I’m not done with you yet.” I ran for the door, only to find it deadbolted. I turned and was hit in the face with one of Santa’s boots. He grabbed me by my hair and threw me on the couch, ripping at my panties and punching me in the face.
“There is no Christmas for druggie pieces of shit, you dumb fucking cunt.” he hissed, wrapping his hands around my throat, as his massive cock penetrated my unwilling asshole. “Say it for me.” I choked as I repeated his words. “I’m a dumb fucking cunt. Thank you for punishing me. I’m very bad girl, Santa.” Santa’s cock went rigid in my shithole as I said those words and I felt him shudder as he bathed my inner shithole with fuck sauce.
“Thank you, Santa. May I please have more drugs for Christmas?” Santa just laughed and pulled out his special tourniquet, decorated with jingle bells. He had an evil twinkle in his eye……

Ass Rape Porn: Forcefully Fucked

Doomed from the very second I opened the door to the dive bar near the warehouse district. Stopping in for a drink led into a world of fantasy phone sex with ass rape porn being the forefront of the theme that night. I barely approached the bar when a hipster looking guy approached and offered to buy me that drink. Accepting I had no idea where this was going to lead, but something told me it wasn’t going to be an easy night. 

I was looking pretty sleazy as I just finished a session with a new master and was forced to leave his place looking pretty trashy. It was no surprise the night ended up as it did and come to find out it was all orchestrated. Master knew I would hit the bar a few doors down when I left as he had pushed a few of my limits and I really needed that drink to unwind. The drink was spiked and I was unconscious in minutes of finishing the strong double scotch. Awakening I found myself right back at Masters place with video cameras and lights all around and that distinct feeling of having been violated over and over analy. Surrounding me where ten men and apparently I was the star of this gangbang rape porn. 

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I’m yours for the night

violent phone sex georgiaToday my friends wanted to go to the beach and over night camp. We were swimming in the water when I first saw you. You were gazing at me from a distance, trying not to make it obvious. But I saw you and I liked it. I spent all day trying to impress you. Every move I made I knew you were watching. I figured you’d come and talk to me, but you didn’t. We were off to bed after having a fire. I could see someone walking outside my tent but I didn’t say anything. I knew it was you, and I was ready for what you were going to give to me. I’m getting wet just thinking about it! I turn and lay on my side, you step inside my tent and zipper it so quietly, I barely hear you but I know you’re there. You come up from behind me and grab me by my face so fast. You think I’m going to scream but I don’t. I love the way you’re grabbing me! I want you to give me more, and oh you do. You grab me by my waste and pull me in. I can feel your huge cock against my ass. If I wasn’t wet enough already!! You rip my shorts off and shove your dick deep in my ass so fast. It almost hurt a little. But I like the pain. I like how you hold me squeezing my body until I can’t breathe. When you’re finally done you leave me barely breathing and bleeding every where… My secret admirer.

Frosty the Pervert

Fantasy phone sexI felt the snowball slam into the back of my head. As I turned, another one slammed me in the face. I felt my lip bleeding and my cheekbone turning black. I ducked my head to avoid the next one but it hit it’s mark, knocking me off my feet. You were on me in an instant, wrapping my scarf tightly around my neck and pulling my knit cap over my eyes. I heard you gasping in the chilly air as you groped at your zipper. You yanked me upright by my scarf, choking me some more, as you shoved your cock at me. “Just suck it, bitch.” you growled, jabbing at my lips. I opened as you pushed into my throat, forcing your cock to the hilt.
Steam rose from your cock as you plowed my face. grunting. The stocking cap covering all but your eyes made me scared but I felt my pussy getting wet despite it. I was not ready for the massive eruption of sperm from your cock nor the punch to the side of my head. It was lights out.
I awoke several hours later with cum icicles hanging from my chin. The sperm you had blasted all over my face was frozen too, leaving me unable to close my mouth. As I pulled my broken body from its icy grave, I spotted a snowman coming out of the woods. He had a cock of ice and an evil grin. I screamed out loud as I fell, my consciousness fading to black.
Was it real or just a perverted fantasy coming to life? I would soon find out. Tomorrow, my dear…..

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Dare for death

taboo phone sex laylaNo one knew about my torched pass. The things that my brother did to me when I was young. Its something I have kept deep inside. He lived out his rape fantasies and I was beaten as a young girl. It has made me bitter and dark. So dark that I choose to be a dirty prostitute.
One day on the prowl I saw this creepy man on the block. He had crazy looking eyes. One yellow and one sea blue. So I approached the bastard and said, Looking for a date? He gave me a crooked ugly smile and said only if she does blow. Then I said blow is my middle name.
He told me to hop on in. So I did. I got into his red hummer and we drove to the nearest hotel. He got the keys to his room and then we went inside. He put the blow on the desk and we drugged ourselves to a delirious high.
I was so far gone I didn’t give a fuck about shit at the time. All I heard was stand up you dirty black bitch. I stood up and he punched me right in my face. He ripped every piece of clothing off that I had and tied me to the desk chair. He stood in front of me with his dick in my face and asked, Do you know what nigger whores are for? I shook my head no and he said I was only good enough to be used as a toilet.. Then he pissed all over my body. Then laughed and laughed.
Next thing I knew he started choking me out and whispered nigger your gonna die today. He pulled his butcher knife out and started cutting slits in my arms, tits, and thighs. I couldn’t scream because I was so high. All I saw was red blood dripping from my body. He put the knife to his tongue and started to lick and taste my blood. MMM good nigger blood he said.
Afterwards he started pouring salt in my open flesh. Yes it burned like hell. He step behind me and untied me and grabbed my long black hair and dragged around the room to the bed. He threw me on the bed and let out a big huge glob of spit in my face. He put me face down with my ass in the air the forced his dick in my ass. No lube, No warning just my asshole and his dick.
He told me this was gonna be your end nigger whore. I couldn’t cry although I was scared. But to me my life didn’t matter anyway. He released his cock from my ass and out fell my bloody shit every where.
He then flipped me around his knife was to my throat as he put his white cock into my pussy. He fucked me rough, and hard but I just ignored the pain. At the end when he was almost there he looked me in my eyes and said Nigger bitch are u ready to die? I replied, Make it quick I do not care for his death I pray and dare.

Dinner Party from Hell

taboo phone sex langlyThis country is so different from Britain. My parents sent me over when I was very young to attend a great private school. I never made it to school. My host family picked me up from the airport. When they brought me home, they took me to a damp, cold, wet basement. I stayed there for a few years as they “trained” me to be their perfect fuck doll. They would tie me up and whip me until my skin wasn’t white anymore…it was covered in a layer of blood. Sometimes the dad would leave me to sleep in my own blood. Other times he would hose me down with scolding hot water. It made it feel like I was getting lashed all over again.
The first time I was taken upstairs was for my first dinner party. There were six guests, all were wearing black and had smiles on their faces once I appeared. I was completely naked as I was never allowed to wear clothes. The father threw me on the table like a piece of meat. Then he started lighting a candle and each of the guests started burning parts of my body. It was so painful. Father started handing out craving knifes and told everyone to crave their initials into the guestbook. Each guest started craving into me, line by line in my cold skin. I screamed in pain but all they did is laugh. I screamed blood curling screams until the last person was finished taking their turn torturing my young body. Father brought over a large bucket of something…I soon learned it was alcohol! It burned so bad! I couldn’t move from the pain. I tried so hard to stay awake and alert for the next part of the dinner party…but I passed out from severe pain. The last thing I thought was “what more could they do to hurt my innocent body.”

Happy Horror Days-Evil Phone Sex

You didn’t expect anything less then a bloody Horror Day Season did you? I didn’t think so. “Tis the season to be an accomplice. To join me on the dark side. To satisfy your deepest fantasies for inflicting pain. To delight in the stiffening of that dick of yours when the screams of terror meet your ears and when the sight of flowing crimson red blood begins to escape the flesh of out victim. Of course it wouldn’t be the season without some good old Horror Day Carols to sing while we plot the evil plans that we are about to make reality. Spreading sorrow and bringing agony to the time of year when every one walks around happy and sharing good cheer is our way of balancing things out in the universe. Join me for evil phone sex and we can sing together.

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On the 12th day of Christmas Karma gave to me…

12 death threat letters

11 scary phone calls

10 cut off fingers

9 midnight visits

8 creepy nightmares

7 bloody pictures

6 severed heads

5 bloody panties

4 lacerations

3 decapitations

2 dead bodies

And a corpse hanging from a tree

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Dead whores keep better secrets about snuff fantasy porn

sadistic phone sexIt was my worst beating yet, right out of a snuff fantasy porn movie. You punched me hard in the tits, knocking the wind out of me. “Tell me you’re a dumb cunt.” you ordered. “Nothing but a druggie slut.” I slurred the words and that seemed to piss you off more. You loved beating me and nothing I did was ever right. I don’t know why I stayed with you except for the good drugs that you fed me to pimp me out. “Show me your pussy.” I pulled up my skirt to reveal my nasty, bumpy razor-burnt snatch. Blood oozed from around my clitty where I had been fucked raw. A trickle of cum flowed down my thigh, stale and musky. “Look at you, you filthy slut. At least go douche yourself out before your next client.” Your hand shot out, busting my lip. “Please, sir, I apologize.” I lisped between broken lips. “I just need a little candy to get me right.” You shook your head, pulling out the needle. I felt heaven flow into my veins and my pussy got hot. I was ready to fuck again. I knew your dirty little secret too. You only liked to sniff my ripe pussy at the end of my shift when it was still full of fuck sauce. A couple of lines and a whiff of cum and you were jerking furiously, degrading me, pulling my hair. I opened my mouth to catch your load. Deep down I knew you were a cum-slurping fairy faggot, but if I dared speak that truth, I knew I would be dead. Maybe I would be better that way. Then you could rent out my cold dead pussy to all of the freaks who loved necrophilia phone sex and you could have cold leftovers for dinner. As this thought went through my mind, I felt your fist slam into my head and I was out cold.

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Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

murder phone sex fantasiesI love it when he calls to share his murder phone sex fantasies with me. He has the same lust for sweet, young, innocent flesh. We delve deep into the macabre of violating their little bodies in the most violent and in humane ways. Torture and rape fantasies that get our blood boiling to the point that neither of us can keep from cumming at the images we create together. We long to pile their little bodies up, bloody, twisted, distorted in unnatural poses. Then we crawl into the pile together, naked, excited. He is rock hard, I am soaking wet. We let our desire build as we delight in the sensation of the feel of their bodies on our naked flesh, covered in their blood, as we come together and fuck, unbridled, heated, passionate. Knowing it is taboo and evil only spurs our desire for more. His cock deep with in me, my cunt milking him dry as we whisper the words that we long to hear and let ourselves drown in our sadistic desire until we explode together.

Watching, Waiting, Wanting

taboo phone sex angieShe is an exhibitionist. I know she knows that I am watching her and she puts on one hell of a show every night. She has been since she moved in a couple of months ago. At exactly eight o’clock every night I can see the silhouette of her naked body through the thick glass block wall that makes up her shower stall. I watch her shadow disappear from view for just a few minutes and then she is in front of her bedroom window. She coyly glances my way as a gesture to let me know that this is for me. She doesn’t know that the glow from the TV is my favorite snuff porn. The most violent one that I have and that as she is teasing me with her little game, I am listening to the sound of screaming, that ripping flesh and torture are the music playing in my room as I watch and plot what I will do to her. To her this is a sensual game, for me it is an evil prelude to what is yet to cum.