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Dark Fantasies with Cassandra

dark fantasiesMy boyfriend has dark fantasies. I love him so much I want to help them come true for him. His latest fantasy involves me as his accomplice. He wanted to kidnap or lure a young girl to our place so he could force fuck and torture her, maybe even to death. He likes the idea of fucking a young tiny girl to death. I had to admit it was a hot fantasy to me. Usually I am his victim; his little subby whore; so any chance to get him another sex slave and punching bag was fine by me. I lured Melody to my house where my boyfriend was waiting. I met her at the mall. Told her I had some sexy clothes and shoes I no longer wore that were her size. She was as dumb as she was cute. I think girls often trust other females. They never think the female is working in cahoots with a man. I offered Melody a drink. I spiked it of course so she wouldn’t fight me. Do you have rape phone sex fantasies? I stripped her naked and primed her tight teen wholes for my boyfriend’s pleasure. I got so wet jamming a fat dildo in her tight cunt. I made her bleed. Holy fuck, she was a virgin. What I did to her was nothing compared to what my boyfriend did. He sodomized her until her ass prolapsed. He fucked her cunt so hard it split her pussy open like when a woman gives birth. Her cunt and ass were bleeding. My boyfriend was so brutal with her. I was just happy it was not me.  I enjoyed helping him hurt her. She was so cute and perfect. She needed some bad life experiences. He contemplated killing her, but decided she could live if she brought us more tight teen holes.

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Dark Fantasies Cassandra

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Why should I have to be nice?

dark fantasiesLook, I am a bitch… a grade A natural fucking cunt so why should I play nice? These bitches in my neighborhood didn’t get that tho, they were always inviting me to parties and lunches and all this girly crap that I couldn’t even pretend to be interested in and then be surprised when I act like a bitch the few times I showed up. It was infuriating and I just couldn’t fucking take it any more so I decided to do something drastic. I went to the next little lunch they had, all those perfect stepford wives in one place all I had to do was excuse myself to the ladies room and set the timer on a fun little bomb I brought. Then I made my excuses and left. I waited outside for the big bang and it was glorious! There were body parts all around me, not a single one of those whores made it out alive!

Wicked Willow

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Dark Fantasies with Knives

dark fantasiesWhat dark fantasies do you have lurking in your brain? I have so many, I cannot begin to tell you them all, but most of them involve knives. I have a huge knife collection. Some of the knives belong to my great great grandfather during WWI. Let’s just say knives can be used for all sorts of things. They can be used to castrate worthless men with small dicks who cannot please women and have no business reproducing. Knives can be used for torture sex. You can cut superficially all over the body to create pain or you can make one fatal cut to an artery to cause death. Knives can be used to keep a bitch or a bastard in line. For me, knives inflict torturous pain and humiliation through castration. I use knives because I mean business. I mean death. Fuck, even some of the guys I castrate, I kill because they get on my nerves so easily. I don’t like people unless they are suffering. There is honesty and emotion in pain. When I am torturing someone with a big ass knife, I am seeing the real them. They aren’t being fake. They aren’t giving me what they think I want to hear. They are exposed as real people when they are dying. I know. I am a sick bitch. I bet I will only like you when you are dying too. Want to find out? My knives do.

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Dark Fantasies Venus

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My dark fantasies are sick and twisted

dark fantasiesMy dark fantasies are sick and twisted but I wouldn’t have them any other way! Lately I have been obsessed with hanging a bitch, something about watching a little whore kick and struggle and fight to breathe is just sexy to me. I had to make it happen for real so I went and got a few types of rope and hunted a few bitches to play with. I found several young ones, too young to fully understand what was happening to them, they looked so confused and so, so terrified. They were so scared that their little bladders emptied and then I knew it was time to watch them dance! I pushed them off the platform and watched them kick and struggle against the rope digging into their fragile little necks, their faces were really red at first, and then blue… by the time their eyes rolled back into their heads and they lost consciousness I was so fucking horny that I thought I would explode! Next time I do this, I’ll be bringing a man with me so I can fuck while the bitches hang!

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Evil Bitch Ava

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My Strangle Dark Fantasies

dark fantasiesMy dark fantasies run deep. I have so many that I enjoy. My latest one involves a sick accomplice. I hope that is you. I want to be choked to death. Not just choked, but I want your cock deep down my throat while your hands crush my windpipe. I want your hairy balls on my face, covering my nose so I struggle to breath. I want to gag on your cum as you skull fuck me. I picture myself on my knees, looking up at your cock and balls. Your hands reach down to grab my whore throat and choke me until I am lying lifeless below you. It is a strangle fantasy, but that’s not all. Once I am lifeless, I want you to force fuck me. Make sure I am dead. I want you to fuck my dead warm body. Dump your cum into my ass and cunt after I crossed over into the afterlife. I know I can give you more pleasure dead than alive because I am a stupid worthless cunt. Have you ever wanted to snuff a woman while you were fucking her? Just squeeze the life out of her while you fucked the shit out of her? Now is your chance. I never say no.

Dark Fantasies Blair

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My Dark Fantasies Need an Accomplice

dark fantasiesDark fantasies are all I have floating around in my head. Look at me? Do I look like the kind of girl who would stand in line to see a Disney film? I am a dark bitch. I have done some dark things in my life; had even darker fantasies. My most recent one involves you. I need an accomplice to make it a reality. I don’t like little brats. I lack the maternal instinct. I see a little girl and I think she should be forced fucked then snuffed. That is where you come in. I have no interest in little girls other than snuffing them out. But, if I am going to kill a little whiny princess, you might as well enjoy her virgin tight holes first, right? I hear jail bait is the tightest thing your cock will ever feel. It is like a vice grip on your junk. Imagine fucking a little girl; splitting her little pussy wide open. I would even hold her down for you. You don’t have to worry about her talking to the police. That is where I come in.  I have lots of knives and shovels. I can bury a little body where no one will ever discover her. You just do the fucking and I will do the killing.

Dark Desires Venus

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Dark fantasies Summoning the Dark Lord

Dark fantasies No one told me it’d be this to make my dark fantasies come true and to be a necromancer and summon our Dark Lord to this world… But here I was at the last steps. I had killed a holy man and left him to rot in darkness so now he was nothing but a bad smelling pile of bones held together by dried bits of skin. I brought him inside and prepared him to commit sins within death and prepped the leather belt I made with our Lord’s symbol on it and placed it around my neck. I had to put myself at death’s door while forcing this committed sin all at the same time. So as I began the mantra, pulling at the belt on my neck, grinding my hips against the pelvis bone of the holy man… I went from a sense of nausea to power flowing through me. Taking over my body, my arm pulled up and hard. Cutting off my airway and making it so I couldn’t breathe as the skeletons fucking hands came up and gripped my hips! I wasn’t expecting that but there was nothing I could do now. I couldn’t talk and I was just a puppet. I felt a cock begin to form, pushing itself into my pussy, the mythical cock had a pointed tip that brutally poked and forced itself straight into my womb, prying open my cervix to get there and making me scream in pain against the belt that was killing me. The holy man pounded at my pussy, the rattling of bones the only sound other than my labored gasps and gurgles. I don’t know how long it lasted… I could only see spots, the world turning into a fuzzy black burning abyss as I felt the cock twitch inside of me. Filling me and filling me with whatever magic jizz this holy man had. Making my stomach and womb stretch as the world faded to black and I lose that touch with consciousness. I don’t know how long I was out until I woke up… I hurt everywhere and felt as if I had been beaten. I was laying in a puddle of… I’m not sure and although my stomach had shrunk I could feel a tightness in it that swam and fluttered when I poked it. The holy man was gone and so was my belt… But I did have a new brand of a pentagram above my heart… So I’m pretty sure that means I’m going to be the mother of our Dark Lord. What an honor.

Darkling Katelyn

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My Dark Fantasies are Often Realities

dark fantasiesWhat are your dark fantasies? I have a lot of them. I have a pretty bad coke habit. It puts me in contact with some rather unsavory people. People who make me do things that other women would never do. I think years of swallowing piss, getting gang banged in the ass, BDSM games and eating shit has made me go into an abyss. I was at a real low this weekend. All out of coke and all out of money. I was desperate. I went to the junkie part of town to find this one dude known for helping sexy MILFs out with a fix. He is known as a sick and twisted fuck, but when you need something he can supply, beggars can’t be choosers.  I hate going to that part of town. I did it though because I am an addict. I found him in this skanky warehouse that resembled something out of the Saw movies. Feces, blood, vomit, and even cum stained the floors and the walls. The smell was wretched. I thought I might toss my cookies just inhaling the vapors. I found G. That is all anyone knows him by; just an initial. He knew me; knew of my trashy reputation despite living in a gated suburb. I told him my predicament. He asked what I would do in exchange for a bump. “Anything,” I replied. Before I could speak again, one of his goons dragged me into a dirty bathroom. He forced me to clean the disgusting floor with my tongue. He made it clear that I was trash despite where I lived, therefore I was going to be treated appropriately. I was sick to my stomach. That was not enough to score me my bump. Every junkie in the place got to fuck me first. I likely left that warehouse a cesspool of bacteria, but I left with what I came for, so it was worth it.

Dirty Mommy Blair

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I have such dark fantasies, is that normal?

dark fantasiesI have such dark fantasies about being hurt and degraded, is that normal? Should I be thinking these thoughts every night? I dream about men coming to my house when I’m asleep, they break in to my house and force me to do all sorts of degrading things before they kill me. They make me choke on their cocks and they fuck my every hole. They beat me and break my bones and choke me unconscious, sometimes they force huge objects like bottles or a baseball bat in my ass until I scream but still  I wake up every time with my panties soaking wet! I guess I must be a sick person because of this, it can’t be normal! I’m obsessed with the thought of making this all real, I need a man to come and use me, hurt me, make me a nasty whore!

Subby Slut Cheryl

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Dark fantasies are so Sweet

Dark fantasiesIt’s hard when you live with such Dark fantasies. Especially when you have such unnatural hungers like I do. It’s time to feed again, you my love are so good to me. I know you want me but you fear me and so you bring me my dinners. Tonight we have a young, delicious thing. A pretty girl who is all soft curves and soft flesh. We usually have men for dinner, but she was such a scrumptious treat we could not resist. So now she was sobbing in our basement, tied to the rafters. Begging for us to let her go, that she wouldn’t tell her mom and dad but she was so sweet. And the way she shivered when I kissed and licked from her ankles to her little bald pussy was just intoxicating. I knew you were jacking off as you watched us, I could smell it in the air. Your musk and precum just making my stomach growl even more and I wanted to eat so badly. So I took that little pussy in my mouth, my tongue pressing and massaging that inexperienced clit as my fingers slowly worked and teased that opening feeling it get wetter and wetter as she relaxed into my mouth. The pleasure overcoming the fear. I want to make her calm, relaxed, happy… Fear taints the meat, makes it bitter, no matter how fun the screams are. So as I finger her pussy, nibbled on her clit, her first orgasm building and building for me. You get ready, preparing the electric prod we purchased meant for slaughtering pigs and cows. Wait for her to scream, her back arch, as she cums all over my tongue and then you press the device to her forehead. She doesn’t have the time to process what just happened, her pussy still twitching and pulsing in pleasure as I move back. Her bowels emptying themselves as her body twitched and relaxed at the same time. The piss and shit dripping down her legs and into the drain. I stand up and kiss thoshate sweet innocent lips. “Oh, what sweet thing you are. You will be delicious.” and I bite that bottom lip, my teeth slicing through that young flesh even as you hose her down. Treating her like the cattle she is as I pull that bottom lip off, chewing it with a moan of pleasure. It’s one of my favorite bites. I move in taking each cheek, loving the sweet young flavor of the meat even as I hear you sharpening your knives to butcher my dinner. I can’t help but take little love bites off of her cheeks, neck, shoulders, arms. She’s just so delicious and there is nothing like the taste of fresh, sweet, young girl.

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Sexy Cannibal Reesa

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