Tag: Violent Phone Sex

Accomplice phone sex with a privileged, racist white slut

Accomplice phone sex“A Violent phone sex slut murdered the delivery boy!” has gone viral on the internet… It has gotten to the point where niggers have been commenting things like, “Yt-face” and “Another privileged white bitch” because I got away with it. Yes, I killed him! The nigger was on my property… He had no business entering the first entryway to my home. He was not welcome here! I have yet to clean up the blood bath that was left behind. I somewhat do refuse to clean up after a nigger! Truth be told, I lured him in and lied to the District attorney that I thought he was an intruder. I have just always dreamt of killing a nigger and now finally; I can scratch it off my bucket list.  I invited him inside and introduced him to my wicked fetish for Snuff porn. Whether he was into it or not his black cock stood tall as the Eifel tower.

He wanted my puffy firm pink lips to swallow up his nigger cock. Of course, I took a ride on his disco stick, he does after all have the best cock known to mankind. But, right as he thought he was going to get off inside of my privileged pussy, I cut his dick off and emptied his sack in his mouth right before I made him choke to death on his cock. How did I get away with this, especially with the details at hand, that yes were presented in court… Well, let’s just say I am an arsonist and being an Accomplice phone sex whore made it possible for me to afford a very crooked attorney who is fucking the DEA.

Slit My Throat

Bloody Phone Sex

Slit my throat while you force fuck my tight ass. Bloody phone sex should always leave me soaking wet. Whether that’s from my dripping wet gash or a gushing wound is in your hands. I know that a lot of evil fucks like you love the chase. Hunting your sweet and innocent, but very deserving rey. You like the chase, and the struggle. The blood and adrenaline rushing through your body with everything.

Men wanting to hunt is natural, but the sickest of you are the ones that aren’t looking for the chase at all. You just want to watch the way the light drains from my eyes as I take my last breath. Snuff movies aren’t enough to fufill that blood lust anymore. You need to have a life in your hand. My life. You want to press a knife to a slut’s neck and watch her bleed.

I’ll submit to your blade willingly. Broken and begging instead of fierce and fighting. A sharp knife looks so pretty pressed against my throat. I’ll cry and beg you to stop. To slow down. To please let me go with my life. I promise I will give you whatever you want. Knowing you can end my life at a moment’s notice makes each stroke so much more satisfying. The fear in my eyes, the tears, and the blood sliding down my chest to my heart is what finally pushes you over the edge.

You slide your cock into me for the last time, and the knife cuts me from ear to ear at the same time. Your cum shoots deep into me as I thrash around you. My hands reaching for my throat as I gurgle and try to scream. You completely drain your balls as my blood is drained from my body.

Violent Phone Sex Tendencies: I Come with Warning Labels

I am prone to violent phone sex outbursts. I am the kind of woman who comes with warning labels. However, the problem is no one reads the labels. Not my fault when they end up dead. I warned them. Personally, I do not think I look like a person who is not serious. I am a Goth chick. None of us look like pushovers. But every week I meet someone who clearly cannot read or take social cues very well. Usually, it is men. But this week, it was a fellow Goth chick.

I met Amber at a Goth club. If truth be told, I am bisexual. I like pussy almost more than cock. Either way though, I am not the typical relationship girl. I do not like romantic gestures. That includes things like baby talk, cuddling, spooning and anything affectionate. I am not that kind of girl. Sex is all I need from a person. All I want from them too. Amber appeared to be a hardcore Goth girl like me. Potential accomplice phone sex material.

I explained to Amber my anti relationship stance. She seemed cool with it. Then on our third hookup, I had to kill her. She showed up with flowers and candy and wanted to move in with me. I will never live with some one I am fucking. She entered my house, and I told her we should spend the weekend in my cabin in the woods. She had no clue that is my kill shack. Some dark, twisted shit occurs in my cabin in the woods.  If those walls could talk.

Murderous Goth Bitch

Almost immediately when she entered my cabin, she knew she was in trouble. I think she could smell the death and feel the presence of all the lost souls that have died there. I made her death quick. She was a good cunt licker, so she did not suffer like the others. I stabbed her in the heart and within a few minutes she was dead. Although I will miss her tongue, she needed to die. I enjoyed carving her up afterwards though. I took my time dismembering her. Even ate her pussy before I chopped off her limbs. Amber is bear food now.

If I could kill a great cunt licker so easily, imagine what I could do to you. Let Amber’s death be a cautionary tale to you. Don’t baby talk a sadistic taboo phone sex bitch. And don’t fall in love with one either.

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.

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?

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. 

Babysitter Phone Sex Pays for My Cocaine Habit

babysitter phone sexI love bad babysitter phone sex. I have been supplementing my income lately. My husband told me that if I wanted coke, I had to pay for it myself. I have whored myself out so much my fuck holes are all loose. Most men will not trade me sex for coke anymore. So, I started babysitting. No, babysitting is not how I make my coke money. I find a cute girl or boy, and I auction off their fuck holes. It is like Ebay on the dark web. I take pictures of them, and who bids the highest gets to come over the next time I babysit that brat. I am selling rape phone sex fantasies. Men pay for those tight virginal holes. Way more than they ever did for my fuck holes. I had this guy bid a few grand to fuck this cute little boy’s ass. Last night was my second night sitting for him. People trust me. I am a mom. I may be a mom, but I am a druggy whore first. This boy was not my son. What did I care what happened to him if I got enough money to stay coked up 365 days of the year? I drugged the boy. I gave him a laxative to clean him out and it was mixed with Valium to knock him out. His butthole would be sore, but it would just look like he had a bad case of diarrhea, which is what I would tell the parents. This boy was cute. He was not awake for the ass rape porn part of the night, but that was how I planned it. My high bidder got to pop the ass cherry of a young boy. I got paid so I could get coke. And that boy will have a sore asshole for a few days. No real damage done, and he will not remember a thing. What would you pay me to fuck a young boy or girl?

Snuff Movies are Hot to Watch, But Better to Make with Me

snuff moviesI like to watch snuff movies and fuck. I get off watching some guy destroy some young girl. Snuff is way hotter for me when I am not the one getting snuffed out, LOL. I had a guy over to fuck last night. We were watching some homemade snuff flicks, and he decided he wanted to make one. We did not have much time to plan, but he knew the perfect girl. He has this ex-girlfriend with a hot teen slut daughter. His ex is a night nurse, and she leaves the girl alone at night. I guess she is old enough to be trusted while she sleeps. But she is not old enough to know what to do during home invasion phone sex yet. He knew where the hidden key was. We broke in without making much noise. She slept with us standing over her. She looked like an angel sleeping. I put my hand over her mouth as she screamed. My hand was quickly replaced with his cock. We both had ski masks on to be unrecognizable. If he needed an alibi, I would be his. I had on a black short wig to hide my long blonde hair. I was doing my best to look like another guy to her. He fucked her first. No blood. Little whore was not a virgin. He held her down and I fucked her with a strapon. She had no clue that it was not two men who fucked her. I would be the perfect alibi because she would report that two masked men broke into her bedroom. I just grunted and pumped in her. I have been fucked enough to know how to imitate a man’s rape phone sex fantasies. We both fucked her. But we both wore condoms, so no DNA could be found in her swollen cunt. We tied her to the bed, so mommy would find her. We went back to my place, burned our clothes in the fire pit, showered and fucked our brains out. Sometimes, the real thing is hotter than any snuff flick.

make it painful

 

snuff sex

I sure enjoy a lot of great snuff sex because it’s rough and intriguing. You can save all that lovey dovey crap. I want some real fucking.  Give me the kind of fun that makes my toes curl and my legs shake, and I need that big Rod balls deep inside me. You can have all that sweet romantic bullcrap. It’s time that I enjoy some real ass and twat pounding. Ever since I became a snuff lover, I have looked for the best kind of fucks to make my cunt get off and be enjoyed. You know I am a bit fucked in the head when I want to have my ass destroyed, my nipples tortured, and I beg for nothing but pain. Who said I was a prim and proper lady? You know I am a wild slut to the bone, and I want to be treated as such every time I fuck. Make it feel painful because that is so good.

Bondage Phone Sex is Fun, But Real-Life Bondage is Just Painful

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex is fun for me. On the phone, it is just fantasy. Sometimes, I get so fucked up that I forget where fantasy ends, and reality begins. I think because I did a fantasy on the phone, I can do it in real life. It never works out that way. When I saw an ad for a bondage whore, I applied. I thought I could handle it. I needed the money for some fun money. Well, coke money. That is my fun money. The guy just wanted to photograph a woman utilizing his new bondage equipment. He is a designer of BDSM equipment. I would be helping him promote his new line. Seemed like the most legit gig of my life. It was not legit. He did make bondage equipment, but the ad was just a ploy to get a snuff sex whore for personal use. He did tie me up and take photographs. But it was what he did in between shots that had me wishing I had never seen his ad. He used a spider gag in my mouth so he could piss down my throat and I could do nothing but swallow it. He put a labia spreader strap on me, pulling my cunt lips apart so he could fist me. He did use lube but got his arm inside of me elbow deep. I felt that. He has a big arm. I thought he might pull my girl parts out with him. He was taking pictures, but I knew this was for his personal spank bank. He put me in his metal stockade so he could fuck me ass. He shoved his cock in and out of my asshole using one his new floggers on my back. My ass got a better work out than an ass rape porn star.  I got my money, but this bondage experience was nothing like a phone call. A call never left me bruised, battered and sore as fuck.