Category Archive: Taboo phone girls

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

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Dark Fantasy Stories Layla Is Your Busty Titty Captive Slut

Dark Fantasy Stories

I can hear your heavy footsteps echoing down the hallway of the brothel, and my heart starts to hammer against my ribs like a trapped bird. You’ve been reading Dark Fantasy Stories about girls like me for long enough, but now you’re finally standing outside my door, ready to turn those twisted words into a reality I can’t escape. 

I’m huddled on the edge of the bed, my wrists bound just tightly enough to remind me that I don’t belong to myself anymore. This room is small, smelling of old perfume with sticky cum stains all over my titties by the men who came before you, but the moment you walk in, the air feels different… thick with a hunger that makes my knees tremble.

I look up at you, my eyes wide and pleading, yet there’s a flicker of desperate heat in them that I can’t hide. I know what you’ve paid for. I know you’re here to take whatever you want from your favorite busty titty captive slut. My chest heaves, my heavy breasts spilling out of the tattered lace they forced me into, the pale skin marked by the rough hands of the men who run this place. 

I’m helpless, completely at your mercy, and the way you look at my body makes me feel like I’m melting from the inside out. I’ve been waiting for my turn with you, wondering if you’d be the one to finally push me over the edge.

“Please,” I whisper, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and a dark, seductive need I’m ashamed to admit. I want you to stop staring and just claim me. I want you to use me until I forget my own name, until the only thing I can feel is the weight of you crushing me into the mattress. 

I’m a broken toy, a gift from the traffickers to a man who knows exactly how to handle something fragile. As you move closer, reaching out to grab a handful of my hair, I let out a soft whimper that turns into a moan. I’m ready for you to fuck my brains out, to drive into me until I can’t see straight. 

I want to feel every inch of your dominance as you take what you’ve bought. There’s no escaping this room, no running from the pleasure you’re about to inflict on my body. I’m your captive, your slut, and I’m begging you to lose yourself in me until we’re both drowning in the filth of this beautiful, dark nightmare. Don’t be gentle; I wasn’t made for gentleness anymore.

Layla

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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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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 Explored Takes the Holiday Stress Away

dark fantasiesI think dark fantasies become more prevalent this time of year. And that is because men seem so much more stressed at the holidays. Lots of anxiety comes with the holidays. And women feel that same anxiety. But we work it off differently.

For most women we believe in retail therapy or just fucking our cares away. But men I believe need to get violent. They need a tight young hole to pound into oblivion. And that’s where a sexy accomplice like me comes in handy. Every man needs somebody like me in their lives.

Brad hired me over the weekend to help him blow off some steam. He’s feeling the pressure of the holidays. So, we drove around town looking for some young morsel for him to explore his rape phone sex fantasies with. And we found the perfect little schoolgirl. So sweet and so innocent. I lured her away and brought her back to my place where I kept her in a cage waiting for Brad.

Men Need to Fuck Their Stress Away on Some Little Thing

He could not believe that I found him just what he asked for. I find it easier for a woman to lure away a young girl than a man. They don’t have the same sort of stranger danger for women. When he arrived, I already gave her a Xanax to take the edge off. She would feel the pain a little bit less and be less feisty too when he plunged his cock into her virgin tight holes.

He didn’t last long fucking her. But they never do. Not when I find them something so young and tender like I always do. He nutted inside of her a few times before left to go home to the wife. But I decided to rent her little, tiny body out to another man with similar needs. So, I took care of two men with one little whore. And I think she still has a little bit of life left in her. Do you think you need to blow off some steam too? How does an extreme taboo role play sound to you?

Phone Whore Cassandra

(855) 733-5746 Ext 4276

Dark fantasies with dark black cock makes me cum

Dark fantasiesDark fantasies with that dark fat cock are what my pussy wants as much as possible. Damn, I just can’t get enough of those thick, juicy, dark meat cocks! Black dick makes my pussy drip and quiver with need. I’m definitely a white trash bitch through and through. So when it comes to gettin’ my pussy ravaged by black dick, I can take it and never fucking stop.
I remember the first time I saw one of those massive black cocks, all fat and throbbing, right in front of my hungry slit. I nearly passed out from the sheer size of it, but I was too turned on to care. That dick speared into me, and I felt like I was being split open, stuffed to the gills with pure black cock worship. It was like nothing I’d ever felt before – it was like my whole body had been waiting just for this moment, just for a cock this big to claim me as its own.
Now, I’m hooked on this Dark fetish. I need it all the time. I’ll do anything just to get my mouth and pussy wrapped around that dark, throbbing meat. I’ve gone to drug houses just to get gangbanged by black cock, and they do not give me any fucking mercy. And the best part? These black dudes can’t seem to get enough of me either. They love tearing’ up my white pussy with their thick, veiny cocks, and I love feelin’ their hot, heavy balls slap against my ass as they pound me into oblivion.

Marley

(855) 733-5746 ext 4649

Dark Fantasies for Home Invasions Make My Pussy Wet

dark fantasiesI have dark fantasies. But I also have even darker realities. I’m a drug addict. My cocaine usage would make Pablo Escobar blush. And because I am fond of the white powder, I get myself into sticky situations for money to buy coke. My husband cut me off from our bank account years ago when he realized how much I coke I snorted.

But even before I got desperate for money to get cocaine, I’ve always been a bit demented. A pain slut, I guess you could call me. And I love home invasion fantasies. The idea of a man force fucking me while my sons watch turns me on. One of my favorite fantasies involves strangers breaking into my house, tying me down to the bed, and force fucking me while my sons watch. And eventually they get my sons to explore their rape phone sex fantasies for mommy.

This Mommy Whore Has Sick Fantasies That Need Explored

But in my twisted head, my sons don’t act mortified to see their mother being violated. They beg to join in. And while I’m tied up helpless on the bed, not only are strangers violently fucking me but so are my sons. I know very twisted. Maybe it’s the coke or maybe it’s my personality.

But I do enjoy getting high and exploring your darkest dreams with you. Perhaps you could call me a switch. Most of the time I prefer to be a submissive bitch who does what she’s told or what she needs to do to get money so she can buy coke. But sometimes I like to be the bad mommy accomplice and help you find something even younger to abuse.

I’m game for anything. But that’s because I’m a druggie whore with dark shit living rent free in her head. So, what kind of hot taboo role play would you like to explore with me today?

Taboo Mommy Blair

(855) 733-5746 Ext 4268

Rena’s Dark Fantasies Phone Sex Made A Hot Snuff Story

A dark fantasies phone sex story made for Snuff Queen Rena

Once upon a time, in a secluded cabin deep within the woods, there was a man who had an insatiable desire for snuff films. He had heard rumors of Rena, a beautiful and mysterious woman known for her love of life and her wild ways. She was also said to have an unquenchable thirst for taboo pleasures. Intrigued by these tales, You decided to seek out Rena and make her his own personal star in his private collection of snuff films.

After months of searching, he finally found Rena at a party filled with drunken revelers and debauchery. She was dancing on top of the bar, wearing nothing but a smile that could light up any room. Her body glistened with sweat as she moved sensually to the music while people cheered her on from below. As soon as their eyes met across the crowded room, it was clear they were meant to be together – their connection palpable even amidst all the chaos around them.

You approached Rena confidently; his cock already hardening at the thought of what he planned for this night (and many more). With promises of fame and fortune beyond their wildest dreams if she agreed to play along, he convinced her to leave with him under false pretenses about attending another exclusive event just for fun-loving individuals like themselves who enjoyed pushing boundaries further than most dare venture into darkness’s depths where only true thrills reside… Little did she know that once they reached their destination –a remote cabin hidden away from civilization–the real fun would begin…

Upon arrival at the cabin, You revealed his true intentions to Rena. She gasped in shock but quickly recovered and played along, her submissive side taking over as she realized there was no turning back now. He tied her up tightly with ropes and began filming every intimate moment of their encounter. As he roughly fucked her pussy and ass, spit flowed freely from his mouth onto her skin while he called out commands like a director on set: “Say my name,” he demanded between thrusts; “Tell me how much you love it.”

Rena whimpered obediently under the force of his dominance, never breaking character even when tears streamed down her cheeks or when she felt herself being pushed beyond anything she’d ever experienced before. The camera rolled on relentlessly capturing every moan, every scream of pleasure that escaped from deep within her throat as well as those moments where fear flash across face only add more authenticity to this twisted tale they were creating together…dark fantasies phone sex

Rena

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