Tag: Violent Phone Sex

Satan’s cock : Blasphemy sex

Blasphemy sexWhat does Satan’s cock look like? Are you a hot and nasty Blasphemy sex man who thinks about things as I do? I have seen his cock on nights when the moon is full and I summon him with a young sacrifice. It’s 24 inches and 10 inches around. That is a kill cock. One stroke to your ass or cunt and you will bleed out. That is why Satan needs a young harlot to fuck before he fucks me. The more I slice and dice her, the better he likes it. I worship darkness and nothing is darker than Satan impaling a sweet brat with his megaton Evil Cock.  

Satan’s cock is an angry red and has more cum than a ship full of sailors. One cum load and he could impregnate all females in the great state of California. They have been times that I thought Lucifer was going to drown my insides. This is how I was going to hell, I was going to be suffocated from my pussy and ass. But I am the chosen one to bring brats for him to kill fuck and he always needs another young one every month! I enjoy letting my freaky Satan worshiping callers know just how great Satan’s cock is during blasphemy phone sex! Lets get Evil and fuck Satan tonight!

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex fantasies are the best. I am a kinky bitch. I always have been because I like to party. I was partying with these guys the other night that promised me coke for every freaky thing I did. They wanted me to mutilate my ass hole. They gave me a huge baseball bat and told me to sodomize myself. They dangled a big bag of coke in front of my face, so I shoved that bat up my asshole with no lube. I was high and not feeling much pain. I did prolapse myself, so I took my coke and left. They were disappointed. I just did not realize how much until they busted into my house late at night to fuck me some more. This time I was not as willing. They were not trading favors anymore. They broke in and had a plan. They were going to take me against my will. They tied me up to my bed and took turns fucking my ass, which was still sore. They joked about shoving my prolapse back inside me. I was crying and begging for them to stop. I mean I do have home invasion phone sex fantasies, but this was too much, even for a dirty anal whore like me. I was tied up. Nothing I could do. I had no negotiating power. They fisted my ass until I was shitting and bleeding on myself. They wanted to pay me back for cutting them off before they all came. They zip tied my prolapse and put Ben Gay on it. I was screaming in pain and I am a pain slut. A certain amount of pain makes me wet. Over that and I am pleading for mercy. They abused my prolapsed ass all night. Left me tied up covered in my blood and shit for my sons to discover when they woke up.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies in a Dive Bar Bathroom

rape phone sex fantasiesDo you have rape phone sex fantasies? I know I do. Men always do. I look like the blonde bimbo of their dark and wet dreams. That is what this preppy looking man told me as he was duct taping my hands behind my back. I was in a bar having drinks. I was by myself. I was there looking to pick up a man. The guy I was talking too seemed nice. That was until I excused myself to the bathroom and he followed. He pushed his way into the one stall woman’s bathroom and locked the door. The music was loud so I knew no one would hear my screams if anyone would care. He came prepared. He duct taped my mouth and my hands. He even bound my ankles with the duct tape. He bent me over the dirty toilet. This was a dive bar. Girls had puked and pissed on the seat. The smell was awful. I was trying hard not to puke from the stench because I would choke on my vomit with the duct tape over my mouth. He pushed my face into the shit stained dive bar toilet.  While my face was in the crapper, he treated my ass like an ass rape porn star’s ass. He put his hands around my neck and choked me while he fucked me. He sodomized my asshole. Not for long. Even with drunk dick, however, he still shot a load in me. He was a predator preying on drunk women in the bar. He left me. He came and he went, leaving me bound by the duct tape on a dirty bar bathroom floor. Some drunk chicks found me and thought I had done that to myself. That laughed at the drunk whore and left me there too. I was not saved until the janitor came in the middle of the night after the bar had shut down. Too late to find the asshole who did that to me.

Ass Rape Porn Star for a Soccer Dad

ass rape pornAnytime any of my callers watches an ass rape porn, they think of me. I am very anal. It is not so much that I love anal sex. I discovered a niche to get coke or to get money for coke. Here is the reality. Men pay for what their wives will not give them. Wives do not give up the booty. That is what mistresses, paid whores and dirty coke heads like me are for. Most men in my community know that I will give up my ass for money or coke. Normally, I am a dirty anal whore for really dark men. Sometimes, married men in the community hit me up on social media offering me some coke or money. Terry was this guy I know through my boys. He is the father of one of their friends. He has never fucked a woman in the ass before. He had heard a rumor about me and wanted to know if it was true. He told me a friend gave him some coke and he does not partake and asked for a trade. I met him at this no tell motel so no would find out. I never felt safer about being some guy’s anal whore before. I knew this guy. He was not a coke head. He was not a gang banger. He was not a master type either. When I arrived, he jumped me. Started choking me violently. He ripped my clothes off and fucked the life out of me. I never saw it coming. He was a soccer dad, and he fisted my asshole and made me bleed and prolapse. I was screaming but, in that motel, no one comes to help. I needed help too because as it turns out suburban dads are the most brutal men around.

Craving Mutiliation

Being a pain whore is not an easy life.Taboo Phone Sex

You would think that all I would have to do is walk down a dark alley and my body would be tortured, and beaten and I would once again get that rush that only comes from having my skin ripped open!

Feeling a cold steel blade slice into my nipple, the warm trickle of blood running down my bruised swollen tits….it’s best when I am being held down against my will and being forced to take the hard angry cocks of complete strangers!

There is nothing more satisfying as waking up in a puddle of piss and cum at four in the morning, prying my bruised mutilated body from the cold dirty pavement and walking home in torn clothes that no longer cover my shame and humiliation!

But as I clean the slashes in my skin, the tears in my ass and pour rubbing alcohol on my sliced cunt ( I love the sting), I can’t help but feel frantic, wondering where I will get my next fix.

I need the pain and humiliation like some people need air!

 

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

murder phone sex fantasiesI want to help you with your murder phone sex fantasies. I have been enjoying my new role as my master’s accomplice. My pussy and ass aged out for him years ago. He still fucked me, but I am not as tight as he likes, so we made a deal. Bring him 100 little girls to fuck and snuff, and my freedom would be granted. I am over half there, but he recently made me a sweeter deal. It was a one in done sort of deal. It was a deal too sweet to say no. Kill his ex-wife because she is draining him dry and blackmailing him. I asked him if it was risky because spouses and ex-spouses are always the first suspects. He had it all planned out. He was going to be with some business associates in Cancun. That was his alibi. No money paper trail because he is not paying me to kill her. He gave me the specifics of her routine and told me how to make it look like a robbery. Suggested I use a strap-on to make it look like a sexual assault and robbery gone bad. I did her last week and it was so much fun. I had all my blonde locks in a swim cap with a black knit cap on top of that. Plus, I had latex gloves, under work gloves. I was not leaving DNA. I had to make sure to leave no salvia. I have never been arrested, so my DNA is not in the system. He told me all about her and she is an opportunistic cunt, so I enjoyed killing her. I was killing her for my freedom. She had no clue I was even a woman because of the way I was dressed.  I fucked her ass like an ass rape porn star, slit her throat as I was fucking her from behind with my strapon. I took the cash and the jewelry.  I took some proof of death pictures with an old Polaroid he gave me. He is in Cancun. She is dead. And I am laying low basking in the fact that I am a free woman. No cops have come a knocking yet. I have a taste for murder now.

If You Want Domination Phone Sex with Me, You Need a Man’s Cock

domination phone sexBitches like me need domination phone sex. But do not try to dominate me with a small dick. I am a switch. That means I can be submissive, and I can be dominant. Which one you get, depends on your dick size. How can you dominate a hot bitch like me who stands almost 6 foot tall in heels when you have a small pecker? You simply cannot do it. I will over power you. That is what happened at this exclusive BDSM club I visited last night. I was there to get used. To be owned and put in my place. I went alone to the club because I am in between masters. I was hoping to find a potential master. Instead, I met a Pee Wee Herman mother fucker playing pretend. He was a tall guy, not as tall as me though. He had a mask on so I could not see his face. How I knew he was an imposter was he said he was going to make me into an ass rape porn star, and he had a tiny dick. It was so small, I never felt it in my ass. He kept saying things like, “Take this big dick, bitch,” or “How does my big dick feel in your worthless ass, whore?” I had to ask him if he was in yet and he spanked my ass. I could not feel his “big dick,” in my ass. I pushed him off me and turned the tables. I grabbed a huge dildo off the wall and rammed it in his ass. “Feel that poser,” I screamed. He let out a shriek like a girl. I ripped his mask off, and he looked like a femboy, not a bad ass master. I fucked his ass raw. And I called in one of my black masters to show him what a man’s cock is supposed to look like. Little loser thought he could dominate me with a shrimp’s tail for a dick. I am a submissive whore ONLY to real men. Is that you?

Snuff Sex Fantasies

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I don’t know about you, but I’ve been having some really hardcore snuff sex fantasies and I need a like-minded man to share them with. If you’ve ever wondered what it works be like to have an accomplice to help you carry out your dark fantasies, I’m your girl! I know it’s not easy to find someone as nasty as you are, but I promise you that I am. It would be so awesome to talk about abducting a younger girl, using her, and then getting rid of her once she serves her purpose, don’t you think? I hope your dick is hard from just the thought of doing that. 

I guarantee that you’ll get even harder once you call me and hear what I would like for us to do with  this little bitch. Maybe she’s been teasing you and she needs to be taught a lesson. Maybe she’s just flat out rejected you before. Or maybe you just saw her and you want to snuff the life right out of her. I’m ready to be the best accomplice whore you’ve ever had. What are you waiting for? You’re never gonna find a dirtier girl than me, I promise.

Ass Rape Porn in the Shower

ass rape pornI am not a professional ass rape porn star, but that never stopped men from treating me like one. I was at the gym earlier in the week. I am trying to get in shape, but things did not go as planned my last time at the gym. There were not many folks in the place. It was sparse. I went into the locker room afterwards to shower. I heard the door but assumed just a staff member or a woman putting stuff in her locker. I had been washing my hair, so my eyes were shut. When I opened them, there was man staring at me. I screamed and he rushed me. I hit my head on the wall of the shower. I felt dizzy and felt blood trickle down my head. As I stumbled, he caught me and lifted me up. Not to be nice though. He did it to fuck my ass. I was not able to fight. I was dizzy and he was a huge man. No clue where he came from, but I thought I was safe at the gym. I mean I was not in the bad part of town trying to score drugs. Hell, I was not even high. Once I got my bearings, I started to scream again. He just put his had around my mouth and hammered his cock into my ass. I was struggling, but he had me in some sort of wrestling hold. His hand was holding the back of my neck while I was in a crunch position. He was holding me in the air as he sodomized me like a rag doll. When he nutted, he just tossed me off his dick like I was nothing. I landed on the shower floor. The hot water washed away his DNA and let him get away with force fucking me. I guess when you are a taboo phone sex whore, there are no safe places.

Your Fantasy Phone Sex Scenarios Were My Life as a Young Girl

fantasy phone sexFantasy phone sex is what I do best. But some men have fantasies that are my reality. I had a brutal upbringing. What daddies fantasize about doing to their baby girls or other girls, my daddy did to me. I had a caller this week who wanted me to relive my violent past with daddy. I could hear the satisfaction in his voice as I choked up remembering the violence. I understand that my pain is your pleasure. That is the nature of this job. He asked me my earliest memories of abuse and what my father did to me first. The night my mother left us, my father was in my bedroom doing way more than just exploring his rape phone sex fantasies for his baby girl. I tried to pretend that I was sound asleep, but I could not pretend to be in a deep sleep while daddy’s dick ravaged my tiny holes. I was bleeding and crying. Screaming in pain. I was so loud; daddy shoved his crusty old boxer shorts in my mouth to muffle me. Later, he would graduate to a ball gag. My father was never a father to me. And when my mother left, that did not change. What changed was that I became his wife. I had to cook and clean. I had to service his cock. Not just his cock either. I had to service all his poker buddies and friends too. He kept me home from school when I got older because he was afraid, I might tell a counselor, or a friend and he would lose his cash cow. He pimped me out when I was barely a teen to settle his gambling debts. I eventually got too big to control and I ran away. Do I like talking about my youth? No. But I am a taboo phone sex slut, and it is part of the job.