Category Archive: Taboo phone

Dark fantasies paint my little submissive ass black & blue

Dark fantasies dominate my mind. It gets me into the trouble that makes my little sub pussy so wet. My tender, round ass needs to be a painted kaleidoscope of midnight hues.

The hard crack of a leather paddle against my vulnerable skin feels so right.Dark fantasies

Oh, and the stinging slap of a well-worn belt or the merciless thwack of a wooden ruler, it makes me feel like a complete submissive whore. Each strike a delicious reminder of my place beneath you.

I crave the sweet agony of being overwhelmed by the sheer force of your dark desires. Unleash your most depraved fantasies upon my helpless body, and watch as I melt into a puddle of submissive bliss beneath your ruthless domination.

Or maybe, you’ll prefer a more brutal, merciless approach – a frenzy of unrelenting smacks and strikes that leave my tender skin aflame, my eyes welling with tears, and my body trembling in pain.

I am a dumb slut, but I’m smart enough not to ask for mercy. I’ll arch my back, begging for more, my ass presented to you like a ripe, succulent fruit, begging to be ravaged by your cruel, unforgiving power.

After the brutal beating you give me, I hope your cock will pound me even harder. Force your master cock inside my ass tight and open me up like the submissive pig bitch I am.

I’ll squeal like I am. Give me more humiliation and degradation! You know I will suck myself off your cock. Make me taste how nasty I am and then stick it back in your fuckhole. And yes, please give it to me raw. I’ve always had a Dark fetish to get knocked up while being complete filth.

Do you want to use my stupid little cunt as a breeding ground, all for your pleasure?

Breanne

855) 733-5746 ext 4771

Dark Fantasies Can Include Being My Bloody Valentine

dark fantasiesMany men jack off to dark fantasies. And some women do too. Perhaps you could call me the mistress of evil. And that’s because vanilla sex does nothing for me. I want darker shit. Men can be my accomplice, or they can be my victim. It’s black or white with me. I do not work in the gray area because I will never be your girlfriend or your lover. And I won’t be your fucking mommy either.

My favorite type of calls involve cock and ball torture sex. Extreme pain. Snuff. Torture. And anything I can use a knife with I enjoy doing too. Some fucking lovelorn little stalker wanted me to be his valentine. And I laughed. I told him the only kind of valentine I want is a bloody valentine. And he smiled at me. I don’t think he understood what I meant. But I didn’t care. He wanted me to be his valentine, well that comes with a price.

I brought him back to my place and stabbed him to death. But not before I enjoyed some cock and ball torture. I am full of ball torture stories. And that’s because I enjoy torturing balls. If this guy wanted to be my bloody valentine, it would cost him not only his life but his balls too. First, I stuck large hat pins through his testicles. He screamed in pain. And of course, he changed his tune once I pierced his ball sack. But I strapped him down. My valentine would not get away from me.

Not All Men Deserve Their Balls

I used a castration band on him too. But I planned on severing his nuts before I killed him. That way I could better preserve them in formaldehyde in a jar for my collection back home. I own a collection of over 200 testicles in jars labeled with my victims ‘name and dates they lost them. Some of them also lost their lives, but not all of them. I like to leave predators alive, because without their balls they are reminded daily that their actions came with consequences.

And this was no taboo roleplay. I really severed his balls. And I brought them home as a trophy. His body became my Valentine gift to the bears and the coyotes in the woods behind my house. And I stabbed him enough times that he started to bleed out. So, I dragged his body out in the snow, leaving a bloody trail that would soon dissipate with tomorrow’s heat wave. Loser didn’t understand what it meant to be my valentine. But you do. Are you brave enough to be my valentine?

Sadistic Bitch Venus

1-855-733-5746 Ext 4631

Dark fantasies of humiliation? I love to brat out!

Dark fantasies of debasement are always a good time for me. The rush of power I get from reducing you to a quivering, pitiful mass is the best fucking high a girl can get.

Say please, piggie, and maybe I’ll let you live!Dark fantasies

Lick my boots. I want to see my reflection in them! You’d better do it right, or everyone in your life will find out what kind of piggie you are.

Oh, you want to take my boots off and lick my toes? For each toe, you must pay five dollars, piggie!

And if you want to lick one foot, you must lick the other.

It’s not worth it if I am not draining your account. After you give me that fifty, I’ll let you lick up my legs as I step on your disgusting dick. However, that’s going to cost you too.

It is so pathetic, really. I know you have never made a woman cum! You are lucky I keep you alive, but your wallet serves a special purpose.

My hair looks great, and my nails are well-manicured. That shit costs a lot, and I’ll never use my own money. I will use you and drain you until I get bored with you.

Such a disgusting little piggy!! I want to make you squeal! How does it feel to get stepped on your dick? It must really hurt, especially when I twist and push down harder. Feel that pain because this is exactly what you deserve, you filthy fucking bitch. This is your Dark fetish too!

You love it when I hurt your pathetic dick, when I kick you and laugh at you. I like that you know your place. It’s your way of making up for your shortcomings. I love to hear you beg for my pussy. You want a taste? Let me hear the sad desperation in your voice bitch!

Roxy

(855) 733-5746 ext 4621

We All Have Dark Fantasies Lurking in Us

dark fantasiesEveryone has dark fantasies. Some people think about doing bad things to others either out of anger or revenge. And some of us have those darker desires just because we’re rather sick individuals. Plus, there are people like me. I consider myself a combination. Not only do I enjoy acting out of anger or revenge, but I like helping others do the same thing.

Think about it. Would you kill if you knew you could get away with it. Is there somebody in your life or your past who you know should die. Personally, I encounter people who deserve to die every single fucking day. And I should get some sort of reward for showing restraint like I do.

Recently in the past several years, I decided to make myself more marketable and started offering accomplice services. I take the risk for people so they can enjoy the fun. And so, they can get away with murder. Last night, I talked to Joe. He wanted to make his taboo role play reality. His ex-girlfriend has been blackmailing him for about six months. And it’s bankrupting him. So, he only had two options. Go to prison or go broke. And a woman like me offers him a third alternative. Kill the bitch and problem solved.

Dark Desires are Normal

So, this morning, we killed the bitch. Kidnapped her on her way to work and took her into the woods. He did not have any desire to fuck her. Even though I didn’t encourage him to fuck her dead body or fuck her while she bled out in the snow, he didn’t want to touch her that way ever again. I suspected too much water under the bridge. But I encouraged him to take all his rage out on her. And he must’ve stabbed her 100 times before he stopped. And I suspect he only stopped because he sliced his fingers open, which is a risk when you stab somebody that many times.

He worried about his DNA on the scene, but we’re in the middle of the woods during winter. Nobody will be hiking anytime soon. Plus, we were well off the beaten path. And animals would eat her before the weather even had a chance to get nicer. Plus, even if her body did get left there as the snow melted so would the DNA evidence as it would absorb into the soil.

His ex did not show up to work today, but my accomplice went to work with the weight of the world off his shoulders. And I started my shift as a taboo phone accomplice a little bit Richer. Times are tough. We all need a side gig right.

 

Phone Whore Cassandra

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Dark Fantasies Phone Sex Gets Snuff Whores Like Rena Wet

Dark Fantasies Phone Sex is what this snuff whore (my nickname(You reached into a drawer beside the bed where several sharp objects lay hidden away – including knives! With one swift motion designed specifically for snuff films such as these -a stiletto blade glinting ominously under dim light–he plunged it deep into Rena’s chest cavity until warm blood poured forth painting both their bodies red like some macabre artwork come alive right before our eyes… And still she didn’t break character; instead whispering “Thank you, Master,” as her life slipped away. The camera kept rolling until the very end, capturing every twitch and shudder of her body as she succumbed to death.

As the last breath left Rena’s lips, You pulled out the knife and let it fall to the floor with a clatter. He then untied her limp form and began to clean up the mess they had made together. Once everything was spotless again, he sat down at his computer and uploaded their snuff film onto various dark web platforms for others like him to enjoy.

The video quickly gained popularity among those who shared his twisted desires. They praised You for his creativity and skill in creating such an authentic piece of art. And though Rendark fantasies phone sexa was gone, her memory lived on through the countless views and downloads of their final performance together.

Rena

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My Dark fantasies are to suffer at your hands

Dark fantasies In the depths of my Dark fantasies, a new craving has blossomed for me. Lately, I have a yearning to be dominated and punished. Usually, I am the one who doles out the punishment.

I find a little slut for your cock to beat, and I hold her down until she is destroyed. But this time I want destruction.

Allow me to surrender utterly, to submit and serve your cock, bound and helpless.

 

I love being the dominant accomplice, inflicting agony on little “innocent” cunts for our pleasure. It’s not that I have gotten bored with our dynamic; I need some discipline.

Tie me up, make me hang from your ceiling. It’s only right for me to be completely helpless, dangling there for your pleasure. All cunts serve you, and so does mine.

I will always be your loyal accomplice, but I am also a cunt slave just like any of them. So don’t hold back on the Hardcore bondage. Whip me until my back and ass bleed.

I want all sorts of objects inserted into my offices. Make it hurt, I want to feel the icy breath of death while you have your fun with me.

Please, Daddy, put your belt around my neck and hold it tight as your cock slams into my ass. I want total degradation! There are no limits on how brutal you want to be. I know all the fetishes you have, and I promise to have my mouth wide open to catch your piss.

You want a toilet whore, I will be that for you. You can lower me face-first to your ass, and I will lick it clean like all of the others who begged for your mercy. However, I don’t want that, no matter what I scream. I want to suffer every moment.

 

 

Roxy

855) 733-5746 ext 4621

A Hot Taboo Role Play Can Get Violent Sometimes

taboo role playI enjoy a good taboo role play. Lord knows I’ve done some questionable things for cocaine. And I probably will continue to do questionable things for cocaine because I’m a whore. But not just for strangers but for my family too.

My stepson likes to abuse me on a live stream. According to him, I am his cash cow. Although I know, he loves me in his own twisted way, his love might kill me one day. This weekend when he visited, he brought his camera equipment for a live stream. He always goes harder on me when we have an audience.

I find it hard to describe our taboo phone relationship. On one hand, he loves me because he has not killed me yet, and he brings me some of the best cocaine. But on the other hand, he beats me, pisses down my throat and tries to suffocate me with a plastic bag over my head too.

The session seemed just as brutal as the rest, even though he restrained himself and did not toss me against a brick wall for once. He considers my prolapsed asshole his cock sleeve. And he loves to abuse it. But because of everything I’ve done for cocaine in my life, I no longer have tight holes for him. So, he likes to fuck my pee hole, my urethra. To him, that feels like my tightest hole.

Mommy Gets Her Tightest Hole Fucked When She Needs Cocaine

So, with a plastic bag over my head suffocating me, he pounded my fucking urethra while in a beach ball position. I felt uncomfortable on so many levels. But I knew if I could stick it out, he would reward me with a nice bag of cocaine to soothe my battered body. You see, he likes to live stream our little sessions for money. Whenever he finds himself in need of money, he forces me to be his performing monkey. And he abuses me on live camera for profit.

But I’ve done worse in my life for cocaine. I’m talking about worse things than the most extreme snuff fantasy you can imagine. And I’ll keep doing that because I need my cocaine. Plus, my stepson needs me. Sure, our relationship seems dysfunctional at best. But I get cocaine and he gets cash so it satisfies both our needs.

Taboo Mommy Blair

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Dark fantasies of gutting a bitch got out of hand

Dark fantasies His Dark fantasies consume me. I must follow all of Master Daddy’s orders if I want to live for another day.

I drag the shrieking, pitiful creature by her tangled hair towards the cold operating table.

Master Daddy’s command echoed in my mind, a snakelike hiss that compelled me to obey.

Her pleas for mercy fell on deaf ears. She felt the taser pushing her in the right direction. Right on top of the operating table.

Her pleas for her life were pathetic.

I strapped her down, and she spat in my face as if that is going to do anything but piss me off. I hate that so much, and that is when I made up my mind to make her suffer as much as possible. In that instant, I transformed from a reluctant slave into a merciless executioner. This sad piece of meat, soon to be nothing more than a violated corpse.

He demanded it be a bloodbath, something new and twisted to excite his sadistic cravings. I always comply, and not just that, but go above and beyond to impress him. That is why plunging my fist into her vulnerable hole and ripping out her entrails was my first move.

The screams that tore from her throat were animalistic. I’ve never heard such noise before, but those sounds got his cock so hard. I live for his validation, and hearing his grunts of approval is better than anything in the world.

Usually, I don’t enjoy hurting anyone, but in that moment, an unholy sense of satisfaction washed over me. This bitch had been a thorn in my side, and now she would pay the ultimate price. She is not going to die right away. No, she is going to watch me such on her intestines like I’m taking cock and feel me cut out her kidney so she can eat it.

I thought how funny it is when they still try to resist, after all that has been done to them, you think they would comply. Not this one. I tried to feed her some kidney, and she refused. So I became a mommy bird. I chewed up her kidney and spit it down her throat. He busted a huge nut at that. He even told me I am a very good girl!

I didn’t stop at that. I got all of her innards out of her body until she was one hundred percent hollow. It’s so messy to gut someone, but I look so good covered in blood!

Her eyes, once blazing with defiance, are now dim; she knows there is no escape from her impending doom. I am not sure precisely what is responsible for the fatal blow. I mean, the Snuff fantasy got out of control, and that pathetic bitch’s organs are gone. I hollowed her out, but I hope she felt the thick, black cock of Master Daddy’s friend, thrusting deep into her ravaged body.

Marley

(855) 733-5746 ext 4649

Dark Fantasies Become Realities with Me

dark fantasiesEverything I write about is not simply my dark fantasies. Some things happen. But that’s because I’m a sick bitch. And I love to torture and occasionally kill, but I kill with a purpose. I do my best to rid the world of cunts, gold diggers, assholes, and predators. And I’ve developed a good relationship in my community with some of the wealthier folks. When they need somebody to disappear, they sometimes hire me.

Julie had a husband problem. She married a man for his money. And she looked happy being a kept woman until he started putting a tracker on her and beating her up. She doesn’t even own a checking account in her name. Nothing. He isolated her for years, which is predator behavior.

Although she did not have the money to pay me immediately, I could see the desperateness in her eyes.  I do my due diligence. I’m good at research. And her husband does appear to be a scumbag. Sexual assault charges that disappeared because of his money. Unethical business practices. Shady deals.

So, I believed her. He could add wife beater to his list of crimes. And I told her she could pay me when the dust settles. But I never do that. Honestly, I would’ve killed this asshole for free if I ran across his path. He deserved to die.

She gave me everything I needed to know, and I did the deed while she spent the day with her family for Christmas. She convinced him to let her see her mom. I just wanted her to have an airtight alibi when he died. And since I love CBT phone sex, I tortured his junk before I killed him.

Ring in the New Year with Murder

Sliced his dick up. Cut off his balls. Created a lot of pain for him before I finally just slit his throat. With his long record of covering up sexual assaults, I think the police would chalk it up to revenge. And they might suspect murder for hire, but we left no traces. No paper trail. No communication. Nothing to tie us or link us together.

I take care of all that kind of stuff when you hire me for murder. And you don’t even need to hire me for a noble cause. I do prefer to kill people who deserve it. But I do kill for money too. I mean girls got to eat right. Nobody’s really going to miss this asshole. My client will live happily with his money. She’ll be able to raise her daughter and son in a nonviolent household. Honestly, if she never pays me, that’s fine too. Although I’m not exactly what you would consider charitable, I do recognize when somebody needs to die. And her ex needed to die.

So, do you need to die too or know someone who deserves to die? Never to late to kill a bitch or an asshole.Or at least we can explore a snuff roleplay.

Sadistic Bitch Venus

1-855-733-5746 Ext 4631

Dark Fantasies Phone sex no boundaries no limits

Dark Fantasies Phone sex it’s torture time and I’m your girl. No limits or boundaries, don’t ask don’t tell. You call me fantasizing about ravaging and taking your anger out on me. Unable to empty your nuts at home got you blue balled and stressed. I love hearing when you call the passion in your voice, your heavy breathing and the sound of you jacking your girthy fat shaft off. Telling me over and over how angry you are. Your cock is like a damn hot rod car starting up, pre cum when you idle….throbbing while you start to rev up. Me telling you stories of my incestual past gets that motor running and running fast. Dark Fantasies Phone sex

You dream of me tied up like daddy did. Hands behind my back ready for his fat and large big king sized dick, That’s all you talk about and that’s all you request when you call, you crave a sweet smelling milky spooge spunk down your throat. Jack me up high using my hips babe then use those big manly hands and clamp my tits. Use and abuse, torture with pure evil dark thoughts while you fuck the shit out of my little fresh pie hole pussy. I’m willing to get red and raw with no complaints. My moans and groans combined with my gripping skills I won’t let you go. Demand I call you daddy old man!

As you wish, naked and fearful and stripped down nude. You love turning me into your submissive whore bitch. You want me afraid but in actuality my cunts leaking like a bitch. Cover me with oil and bend, twist me up. Get my every inch of my body silky and milky. My thick swollen clit and my tingling taint. Dripping, oily soft and smooth you lick every drop. Your fat mushroom tip swirling my ass you grab that final god damn hold. Pushing yourself into my groin, slip slop you never stop. Every drip and and every drop belongs to you.

Spread that bloody fueled cum on my face and make me swallow every drop. I get so turned on as you shove and thrust it down my throat, making sure it gets to my tummy. Fill me the fuck up honey. I want you to send me home with your smell and sticky ass smelly pent up manly spooge. Tag me like a wild animals to make sure I’m your forever slave.

I’m your dark fantasies my dear, letting you escape this life you fear…..

Evaline

(855) 733-5746 ext 4466

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